[SSHP] End of life

Harry stood amidst the chaos.There is an invisible thing wrapping him, like a surging tide, not sharp, but with irresistible power.The figure in front of him has red pupils, which is strange and charming.His voice was high-pitched and clear, without a trace of emotion in it.

He held out his right hand to Harry.

"What did your parents do for you? No, nothing. They died arbitrarily, left you arbitrarily, and gave you a fate. You are not happy with this fate, are you? Everyone is forcing you, many Things you don't want to do, but you have to do, why can't you have a life that you can control yourself like others? You are suffering, and your heart tells me that you are struggling. In this world, I know you best, We are the same people. Come, come to me. There is no destiny here that you must obey. If you will, the world will run according to our wishes."

Harry's eyes widened suddenly.His vision blurred a bit, and after a few seconds he realized he was lying on the bed, staring intently at the top of the tent.Hermione was probably still watching the night, the tent was dark and he was alone.

Harry sat up, picking up the kicked blanket from the floor.The scar didn't hurt, but his head was so heavy that he couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a dream or he was connected to Voldemort's mind again.The Marauder's Map fell by the pillow, and he picked it up to look. The most eye-catching thing was SS again. He was walking in the corridor, and paused briefly at the door of the principal's office, but did not enter.

Harry took off the locket.It throbbed against his chest, and he didn't want to wear it just yet.Voldemort has gone crazy, his only purpose is to get rid of the savior in the mouth of the people, and then get rid of Muggles and half-bloods, and he will be an immortal king forever.The locket became a Horcrux later, but a young Tom Riddle did a better job of demagoguery.Perhaps the dream wasn't that the locket was invading his mind, but that something was wrong with him.

It had been a long time since he could get any information from the scar's connection.But he was more worried about what the dream revealed about his own state of mind.

He has been making himself optimistic, making himself only think about the goal, it seems that it has been a long time, and he has never thought about anything other than the Horcrux.However, since Ron left, he often secretly resented why he couldn't have parents like others, why he couldn't do what he wanted to do like others.He doesn't need a very good family background, as long as he has parents who love him, it doesn't matter if he only eats black bread for dinner every day.He doesn't have to be talented, he doesn't need to be conspicuous, and it doesn't matter if anyone has no expectations of him, as long as he can freely follow the life he wants to live and work hard.

Why does everyone trust him so much?The wizards believed him to be the savior when he couldn't even finish his words.If he does not do well in any subject, someone will bring out the savior to laugh at him, and at the same time someone will show the savior to encourage him.What is the savior?Can the chosen one be the savior?Because he is a child who survived the death curse, he is supposed to bring about the second miracle?Because the wizards think he can, he must be able to meet their expectations?

He has a hard time controlling himself.And when he was thinking about these things, he clearly knew that thinking about them was wrong and shouldn't be.

Harry slapped his face vigorously, finally interrupting the thoughts he shouldn't have.After confirming that he couldn't sleep, he walked out of the tent.The sky in the distance had changed from dark to chaotic blue. Hermione was sitting on a big rock on the edge of a cliff not far away, and the pages of the book beside her were gently stirred by the breeze.

"Good morning," said Harry.Hermione was alert, and had her eyes on him the instant he stepped out of the tent.She smiled lightly.

"I'm not going to sleep, I'm going to prepare breakfast now. You can go to sleep for a while." Harry smiled back and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air in the mountains. The air was a little humid and very cold.

Hermione stood up and stretched her body facing the large forest below the cliff.The Tales of Beedle the Poet fell from her lap on a stone.

"What does that mean?" Harry rushed over, slamming on the page.Startled by him, Hermione looked down at the symbol he was pointing at.

"I don't know. It's not an ancient rune. I guess it was drawn with ink by someone. There is no such word in the dictionary."

Harry let go, disappointed.This was the second time he saw this sign, and he thought he could find some clues from here, but his hope disappeared in an instant.

"Do you know this symbol, Harry?" Hermione asked, "I've been paying attention to this symbol for a long time. At first I thought it was an eye or something, just like many small stories or the trademarks created by the small shop itself, but the more I thought about it later. The more I think it's important. I wanted to ask you a long time ago, but I kept getting sidetracked and finally forgot."

"Don't you know?" Harry said in surprise, "It's Grindelwald's logo."

"How do you know? As far as I know, Grindelwald has no logo or slogan."

"Bill and Fleur's wedding," Harry replied, "Krum said it. He was mad because Xenophilius Lovegood was wearing a necklace with this symbol and he said it was all over the school This sign of evil, and if it hadn't been for the wedding, he would have fought Mr. Lovegood at once."

"The symbol of the German Dark Lord?" Hermione mused. "I don't think Dumbledore left me the ancient rune version of the story collection on purpose. In the whole book, this is the only one that was drawn with a pen." The symbol. Maybe it's a clue Dumbledore gave us. Maybe we should go find out and ask Mr. Lovegood if he knows anything about the symbol."

Harry sighed, "Don't you think he's going to tell us it's the Snork's eye or something?"

"Don't ask him, you'll never know," said Hermione stubbornly. "He doesn't talk nonsense all the time. You see, Luna is called a crazy girl, but we can't communicate with her at all." No."

Harry shrugged, admitting he had been persuaded by Hermione.Now that he desperately needs a little contact with the outside world, since The Quibbler has been supporting him, it can't hurt to meet Xie Nuo.Having been living a fugitive life isolated from the world, he almost felt that he and Hermione were the only ones left in the world who were still fighting.

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Harry and Hermione spent a day going through the book again, examining it with every checking spell they knew.After confirming that they couldn't find any more leads, the two set out to find the Lovegood home one afternoon.

At the Burrow, they occasionally mentioned Luna.Harry remembered Mr. Weasley saying that the Lovegoods lived not far away, on top of a hill just north of the Burrow.

They apparated to the top of the hill south of the village of Ottery-San Catchpole.The wind was strong, ruffling Hermione's hair, and Harry was cold.He looked at the village from a distance. The well-arranged small houses were bathed in the beams of light streaming down from the clouds, appearing neat and quiet.The Burrow was hidden among hedges and orchards, and there was a large reed field around it, and no one could see the crooked cottage.Ron wasn't back at school yet, and Harry felt reassured as well as jealousy at the thought that he might be safe at the Burrow, with delicious food to fill his belly and a comfortable, warm bed.

The two of them did not spend much time at the top of the mountain.As they headed north, they stopped at the top of each hill to see if there were any houses in the mountains that looked like the Lovegoods.Apparition didn't feel very good, and Harry and Hermione preferred to walk more of the time.

At night they camped in a valley between two hills.By evening they had traveled several miles north.Harry had a feeling that there was something they were looking for up the next hill.But both of them were so tired, and this feeling happened so many times throughout the afternoon, it was difficult for him to convince himself to go another hill.

It hadn't snowed this side for a while, and Harry couldn't see any traces of snow on the ground.Christmas was three weeks away, and Harry felt nostalgic thinking about every holiday he had spent in Privet Drive, school, and the Burrow.This year's Christmas will probably be the most miserable one in his life, even Christmas on Privet Drive will not be so bleak.On that day, he would have soda, a little turkey and cake to eat, and most importantly, the lights were always bright, his aunt and uncle were much kinder than usual, and Dudley would not bully him on that day.

Not to mention Christmas at The Burrow, the twin brothers always bring a big Christmas tree and hang it with colorful lights.When Harry went there, the Christmas tree was usually not put away, and he always got a big plate of lamb pies as soon as he hit the ground.

Christmas at school is also very happy.In the best school year, Dumbledore was still alive. He combined the long table of the house into a big round table. That was the only time Harry ate at the same table with people from different houses.Snapera's irresistible look as he fired his firecrackers amply delighted all who hated him.

But now—Harry was sitting at the tent door shaking his lighted wand from side to side, and he and Hermione were starving and freezing very close to the Burrow.The Burrow is the most home-like place, of course Hermione must not think so, she has her own home.But he is different.Whenever he thought of The Burrow, he felt a strong urge to tell the grown-ups everything.

Of course that wasn't all because of Ginny in the Burrow.

Harry took out the Marauder's Map and soon found Ginny.She's in Gryffindor Tower.Ron was still not within the confines of the school, Snape was in the headmaster's office, his name motionless.

Thinking he was looking for the Lovegoods, Harry looked for Luna's name.Surprisingly, Luna Lovegood is not shown on the map.

Snape still didn't move.The only name patrolling the corridors was Filch, and Harry tapped the map with his wand to put it away.Luna was probably continuing her DA training in the Room of Requirement, and hoped she didn't run into Filch and his cat on the way back to the dorm.