[SSHP] End of life

"Not here," said Hermione.She has turned around the newly selected campsite several times, but has not been able to find a suitable place.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and shrugged. "Harry, you can pick up any place you want. If you keep her looking like this, it's going to be dark again," said Ron.

"Why not you?" Harry asked, his head heavy.He thought that after a night's rest, he could recover from the aftereffects of drowning, but instead, the heaviness had lasted for a day, and he gradually began to feel dizzy.He had to brace himself on his knees for a few breaths after the last Disapparation he had just performed.

"How dare I? She will definitely release something to beat me. What if it's not a little squirrel this time, but an eagle?"

"You think Hermione could really kill you?"

"If she's really mad, there's nothing she's afraid to do! Harry!"

"Now I know what I am in your heart." As expected, Hermione turned her head and gave Ron a hard look, then stroked her hair wearily, "I know I might be a little too anxious. Harry , did you find a good location?"

"I don't think there's any need for a position," said Harry, pointing to the rear.The place he chose was a cliff facing a lake, and below the cliff was a small lakeshore covered with stones.

"You want to go down?"

"Why not?" said Harry, holding the Horcrux's chain between his fingers, the box trembling slightly, "maybe there's a rock down there to hold this thing in place, and we'll pierce it through, click—" Everything works out perfectly. If it glows, or manifests something terrific that the spirit calls us, we can jump into the lake and get away."

"Good idea," said Hermione.

The three of them descended to the shore of the lake and found a large rock with a crack in it without any difficulty.Harry brushed off the snow on top and stuck the Horcrux firmly in the crack.Hermione turned and blew up a chunk of ice on the lake.Harry noticed she had only used one spell.

"So what do we do next?" Ron asked.

"It's up to you next," said Harry, holding the sword and the locket, feeling the beating of the locket, and suddenly felt more awake than ever.They shouldn't have dragged on.

The locket was throbbing, and it knew it was near something that could kill it for good, unlike when Nagini was around it.It is afraid.Harry knew they could finish it, and they had to destroy it immediately.

Ron dodged the sword Harry handed him.

"No, I'm not qualified! I'm a deserter, and Dumbledore must have given me the Deluminator because he expected me to leave you!" Ron said, his expression very ashamed, "Many times I—"

"You saved me and fished the sword out of the lake, didn't you? I don't think I had the strength to catch it. You are the one who deserves it," said Harry. "I'll open it, Parsel The cavity would definitely open it up. It was only recently that I met Nagini that I became aware of the possibility."

Ron swallowed, the hesitation on his face flickered in every subtle expression.He still refused to take the sword.

"Listen to me, Harry. I'm not making excuses, I really can't handle it. It affects me more than any of you, and every time I wear it I feel less affected Control, it amplifies some bad thoughts that I used to have only once in a while, and it makes everything worse. - I don't excuse my behavior, I know I shouldn't leave, know that when I wear the locket, I am A complete bastard, but I can't control it! It's not safe for you to let me take a sword against this thing! What if I do something to you..."

"It's got to be yours," said Harry, sure it had to be Ron's, or the three of them, but not himself.Dumbledore taught him many things, one of which is the immeasurable power of certain actions, and the other is the power of friendship and companionship.They represent trust.He's had it all for so long that he's ignored them.But now he is aware of the power.

After each end-of-year adventure, Harry knew more clearly than before that it would be difficult for him to pass these levels without Ron and Hermione.A person's strength will not be the most powerful.And now, two of his friends were having a fight, and he had to figure out how to fix it.He must let Ron know that he has strengths, and this strength is too good to be ignored-if Ron can realize his strengths earlier, he will not doubt too much, he will not leave, and suffer alone So many dangers.

Harry looked at Ron again.He doesn't think he can fix everything, he just feels he has to.He had to help Ron stand up.Ron is a human being, and as a human being, he will make mistakes. He shouldn't hold on to a mistake and not forgive him.In fact, the real bastard was himself. Ron risked his life to accompany him on the adventure, but he didn't feel intense joy at the first moment after reunion, although he didn't feel that Ron was dispensable...

"Hold it, Ron. You can do it, I know you can," said Harry. "I'll count one, two, three, and when I get to three?"

As if inspired by his own name, Ron took the sword.He took a deep breath, and his flushed face faded to a little pale.

"I'm ready," said Ron, raising his sword.Like a heavy sword, he panted heavily.

Harry stared at the locket.It's easy to imagine the row of beautiful S-shaped broken gemstones above as a snake, and that's the initials of the house of Slytherin.The green gems glistened in the sun, and they had always thought that Slytherins should never and should never walk in the sun...

"One, two, three... open."

Harry hissed.The small golden lid of the locket bounced open with a crisp click.Meanwhile, Harry felt a sharp pain in his scar.

Ron held his sword, hanging over the locket.Behind the two small glass windows of the locket were two bright black eyes with very familiar shapes, as if Riddle's eyes hadn't turned red and the pupils hadn't turned into a line.The eyes are blinking, piercing.

There was a sudden hissing sound from the locket.Ron was taken aback, and the point of the sword that was stabbing stopped at the position where it almost touched the locket, and stopped moving.

"I see your heart, it's mine."

"Don't listen to it, stab!" Harry snapped.His voice was too rapid, and there was a pain in his chest.He coughed several times and even felt suffocated. He bent his body for a moment and was unable to speak.

"I've seen your dreams, Ron Weasley, and I've seen your fears. Whatever you desire can happen, and what you fear can happen. The most unloved of all time... the girl you love likes you friend, you will never be better than your friend..."

"Ron!" Hermione yelled.

The black eyes in the locket turned red.Soap-bubble-like things emerged from the pair of small windows, and they rose rapidly, taking human form.Ron screamed and took a few steps back.

The two figures swayed, entangled like two trees with the same root, and looked at Ron mockingly.Both had Hermione's and Harry's faces, both grinning evilly at Ron.

"Your mother said that she wants me to be her son more."

"Who would choose you? What are you compared to the savior and the Boy Who Lived?"

"Go away!" The voice escalated into a high-pitched duet, "We don't need you, we'd be happier without you. You're stupid, you're cowardly, you're our stumbling block..."

"Ron, don't listen to it!" Harry yelled.

But Ron didn't seem to hear Harry's words.He held up the sword, the tip of which was trembling constantly.He stared intently at one of the red eyes.

"Ron!" Harry coughed, trying to grab Ron's hand.Hermione was faster than him and had already touched Ron.But Ron took another step back, avoiding their help.

Two pairs of red eyes looked at Ron.The figures smiled with the faces of Harry and Hermione, caressing each other flirtatiously.

"Come on." Ron said suddenly after looking at the two figures for a while.He stopped looking at the red eyes, and tossed his hair to look at the real Harry and Hermione, with a slight smile on his face.

"Come on, let's go together."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, each held out a hand, and the three of them held the sword together.

The moment Harry's hand overlapped with Hermione's and Ron's, the figure shook violently, and Hermione's and Harry's faces blurred.The black smoke dispersed and circled, almost instantly, merging into a new human form.

"I will never help someone as arrogant as you..."

Harry growled.He reached out with his other hand and grasped Hermione's and Ron's with even greater force.The three held their swords and stabbed forward vigorously.

The second half of Horcrux's sentence turned into a scream.It was Harry's turn to breathe heavily, and he felt his forehead jump, his head seemed to explode, and his chest seemed to be on fire.After letting go of his hands, he wiped off the cold sweat on his trousers, and at the same time felt that his underwear was completely soaked in just ten seconds.

His ears were ringing, and it seemed that it had been a long time before Harry recovered from his nearly dizzy state.Ron slumped down beside him, looking limp, but his blue eyes showed that he was in better spirits than ever.He was holding the sword—the sword was undoubtedly real—and was saying something.Harry barely heard the second half of the sentence: "It doesn't seem that difficult."

"Yes." Harry tried his best to make his voice come out smoothly, "Look, you destroyed the Horcrux. It's always easier than you think."

"Destroying Horcruxes... sounds like a much bigger thing than doing it."

"Yeah," said Harry, "it always sounds that way, and that's what I've been trying to tell you all these years."

Ron smiled hesitantly and turned to Hermione: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be suspicious. I didn't know that I had been thinking this way until I saw the vision of the Horcrux just now...it's impossible. I know. "

Hermione said nothing, blushing a little.

"I thought I had to tell you something," said Harry, his lungs hurting more. "Hermione was crying when you left, and we didn't talk much at night. Hermione and I only thought of each other as brothers." With my sister, it's like a real family. For more than six years, we have cared for each other and loved each other like this. But you are different to Hermione. Your existence is very important, to both of us. It matters a lot more than you realize."

"I know," said Ron. "I know how stupid I was. Now that I'm back, I've destroyed one of the Horcruxes. I think we're one step closer to success?"

"Maybe three more," said Harry, feeling his brain was rusted and unable to even afford the energy necessary to form words, "Vold—"

"Don't say that name!" Hermione reminded loudly in horror.

"magic--"

Harry was dully aware of the forbidden line he had said.The second after he spit out the last syllable, there was a deafening explosion in the air around him.

"Armor protection!"

"Passed out!"

Two voices sounded from Harry's left and right at the same time.On the opposite side, a person flew backwards, and another stepped on the slippery ice and fell to the ground.At the same time, seven or eight magic wands pointed at the three of them.The sound of chaotic mantras rang out.

Ron growled and shoved Hermione behind her.Hermione jumped off the lake, and dived without hesitation.Harry bellowed the Iron Armor Charm, and a transparent wall appeared between the two groups.Ron grabbed Harry by the collar and nearly dragged him into the water.

The amulet only blocked one spell and then disappeared. The rest of the spell was shot at the position where the two had just stood, and bounced off the ground.Harry saw a dark red streak in the water.Hermione chanted the spell at the last moment when she was submerged in the water. At this time, there was a floating bubble on her head. She didn't dive deep, but moved to the side to block herself with the thick ice.Seeing the two jump down, Hermione swam to grab Ron's arm and waved her wand.

There was a familiar whirlwind, and the three of them fell on their backs into a patch of snow.Harry choked on two mouthfuls of water and coughed until his tears came out. He still remembered the dark red in the water, so he quickly got up and looked at Ron.Ron had already sat up, and was grinning for Bai Xian while shoving the sword to Hermione.

"Sorry. I'm a bit retarded," said Harry.He felt his head heavy and radiant with heat.Hermione was sprinting around in circles, yelling spells.She was the first to ensure their safety again.Harry tried to get up to help Hermione, but a violent dizziness made him fall back down, and for a moment he didn't even know if he was sitting on the ground or had collapsed.

"It's all right." Ron hissed and dripped fresh water on his calf, "It's a good thing you found a good position. Then let's think about what we did today - get a reusable weapon , destroyed a Horcrux. Today is really our lucky day."

After a while, he put down his trouser legs and said, "So you still don't know about the forbidden spell?"

"What curse?" Harry asked.He felt his voice grow farther away.

"That name is bewitched, Harry, that's how they track people! Saying You-Know-Who's name breaks the protective spell, which has caused quite a bit of unimaginable commotion - that's how they track people down in Tottenham." The reason Mucourt Road found us!"

"Just because we said his name?"

"That's right! You made them believe that only those who dared to face him dared to speak his name. Now they have cast a curse on the name, and anyone who speaks that name will be traced - so very It was easy and quick to find the members of the Order of the Phoenix. They almost caught Kingsley..." He spoke very fast, and in Harry's ears, it became a series of drawn out noises.

"You're kidding!" he had to interrupt Ron, shaking his head vigorously.

"No! A pack of Death Eaters cornered him, Bill said, and he fought them off and escaped. Now Kingsley is on the run, as are we." Ron thought, resting his chin on the end of his wand. "Do you think Kingsley summoned the deer? The patron saint you mentioned."

Hermione came back to them, looking a bit puzzled. "No," said Harry, "summoning the Patronus is—" He felt strangely drifting away.It seemed that he was still saying something, but it seemed that he hadn't said anything.Then he didn't know anything.