[SSHP] End of life

"Prophecy Ball, Potter," said Lucius persistently, walking slowly towards Harry, holding out his left hand.Harry backed away slowly, noticing that Lucius' eyes were darting around very visibly, as if he couldn't recognize which door led to safety either.The Death Eaters were behind him, unable to see his tense, irritated face.

Harry glanced at the Death Eaters behind Lucius, their eyes were fixed on him or the prophecy ball in his hand, and they had no doubts about Lucius.He stepped back through a door he had just walked through, considering the possibility of signaling Lucius to fall behind the three Death Eaters, and then two-on-three to kill the three Death Eaters on the spot.

The two doors above them suddenly opened, and Tonks, Moody, and Kingsley jumped down with some unknown Aurors.Harry jerked open the door beside him, and a spell bounced off the panel.The curses of Death Eaters and Aurors wove a dense web in front of him, completely separating him from the Death Eaters.

"Come here, Harry!" Neville jumped out of the door behind him, pulled Harry past him and shrank back behind the door, "Dumbledore—here comes Dumbledore!"

Harry had known Dumbledore would come.He followed Neville quickly through the double set of doors. In front of him was a hall, but he didn't know which floor it was.Immediately to the right of this door is the lift.Before they could close the door, the elevator next to it opened, spewing Ron and Ginny out of it like vomiting.The two rolled on the ground, and a green light shot towards them from the door where Harry and Neville had come.When Harry saw in horror the green light in Ginny's pupils, there was a loud bang and Neville slammed the door shut, the spell bounced off the door and disappeared into the corner of the ceiling.

Ginny got up, grabbed Ron by the collar and tried to drag him from the ground.Then her hands slipped from Ron's collar, staggered from the exertion, and began to wipe them vigorously on the jeans.It was only then that Harry noticed that Ron's upper body was covered in mucus, or perhaps brains.Ron stood up by himself, laughing as he pushed Ginny, Harry and Neville into the lift together.

The elevator vibrated violently, as if rejecting them.Harry tapped the button with his wand desperately, causing the flat female voice to repeat the beginning of a word as if stuck, and the elevator door reluctantly closed.After a slight vibration, the door of the elevator split a circular hole in the middle, Harry was ejected out with a gust of air, the crystal ball flew out of his hand, hit the edge of the pool and shattered.He saw a white figure rising from the fragments, its lips parted, talking.His head was buzzing from the fall, and he couldn't hear the shadow's voice, but he already knew the prophecy, so he simply didn't listen to it.

He got up and looked around.He was currently in the main hall, and he was the only one who was sprayed out.He could see the gate, and there was a brain box with a pedestal standing next to the fountain.Harry stared at the brain box in amazement, he couldn't remember which floor it was on, but it certainly wasn't supposed to be there.Bellatrix jumped out of the elevator suddenly, her eyes widening with a terrible gleam when she saw him.She raised her wand at Harry without hesitation: "Potter, give me the prophecy ball!"

Harry raised his wand too, and both spells shot from the tip of the wand at the same time.Harry dodged sideways, out of the spell's light, and his own spell missed slightly and hit the wall next to Bellatrix.Taking advantage of this time, Bellatrix dodged and hid behind the statue.Harry, too, stooped and hid behind the headbox, taking care not to show his feet.He stuck out half of his head, stared at the statue where Bellatrix was hiding through the glass of the water tank and looked around with peripheral vision, and at the same time said loudly in a cold tone: "The prophecy ball has been broken! Just now! Think about it What will your master say about it?"

"Liar!" screamed Bellatrix, dodging past the other statue - and Harry was horrified to see how much closer she had come to him. "The prophecy ball is in your hand!" She shot a spell in Harry's direction, and Harry leaned over in a hurry, his brain box exploded on top of his head, and the sticky liquid drenched him all over. "Potter! You'll give it to me! Maybe I'd better hex you to your feet before taking it away—the Prophecy Ball is coming! The Prophecy Ball is coming!"

Harry stretched out his hand and shook it, a green light shot past his hand, and there was a sound of collapse behind him.He ran quickly along the box to the other side and peeked out, Bellatrix was still staring at where he had been.When she noticed that he had moved, she deflected the wand in a terrific motion, but Harry was already straightening up.At that moment, the training of the past year was perfectly reproduced in his body, and he felt that his whole body was calm, calm and even cold like never before, and his whole body was full of strength.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

The moment the spell was shot, images of the past flashed through Harry's mind extremely quickly.With a smile and astonishment that had not yet restrained, Sirius fell backward into the curtain, and Snape, who was soaked in cold sweat in the darkness, was pale, cold and trembling.The spell hit Bellatrix with ruthlessness and resentment, and at the same time Harry waved his hand violently, and Bellatrix's spell hit the force field formed by the powerful magic pressure in front of his wand. up, flew in another direction, and disappeared into the darkness.

Three seconds later, Bellatrix was still rolling and screaming on the ground.Harry quickly made her pass out and hid behind the fountain, only then did he realize that his heart was beating wildly and his palms were sweaty.

He succeeded.He stood up without letting Bellatrix roll over again, he made history, and it was a fantastic start.While he still couldn't confirm the duration of the Cruciatus Curse, he managed to remove one of the most dire threats from the Death Eaters' ranks.His companions are safe.

He moved slightly.With the gate on the left and the elevator on the right, he can react quickly if any one appears suddenly.The empty main hall was littered with debris, except for the two of them, no one showed their heads at the door or the elevator.

Harry kept silently praying that what happened next would be like history had done.He waited a few seconds and said loudly, "The Prophecy Ball is broken! Voldemort is not coming to save you! He can't hear you!"

"Can't I hear you, Potter?" said an angry grim voice.Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief.He poked his head out from behind the fountain.

A tall, thin man in a baggy black robe stood there, his terrible snake-like face was pale and haggard, his scarlet eyes with pupils like slits were fixed on Harry's direction, and Voldemort had disappeared at some point. Appears in the center of the hall.His wand was pointed at Harry, and Harry held up his wand, meeting Voldemort's eyes.

He moved a step to the side, and half of his body hid behind the statue: "Are you angry? Because you were defeated by me again? Why don't you call me Harry?"

"So you shattered my prophecy ball?" said Voldemort softly, staring at Harry with his scarlet, hard eyes. "Months of preparation, months of hard work, my Death Eater Gangsters let you get in my way again?"

"That's right, you raised a bunch of idiots!" Harry spat, "You've been preparing for so long just to let me take the prophecy ball off the shelf myself, and no one thought of using an Imperius Curse on me!"

"The Imperius Curse?" said Voldemort slowly. "We all know that Harry Potter is somewhat resistant to the Imperius Curse."

"The predictable ball is still broken." Harry sneered.

The elevator beeped again.Harry's and Voldemort's wands were pointed at each other, looking slightly sideways.It was Snape who appeared at the door, holding Ron in one hand, and throwing him to the ground.Ron rolled limply on the ground for half a circle, motionless as if dead.

"Snape! What have you done to Ron!" Harry yelled.

"Your little friend may be dead!" Snape sneered, stepping over the motionless Bellatrix, the black robe rolled and ran quickly, with blood and sweat dripping from his forehead. "Master! I must come to inform you—Dumbledore is coming! Allow me to send Potter—"

A door in the wall flew out and smashed against the edge of the fountain, causing Voldemort to gasp.When he found out that it was Sirius who appeared behind the door, fury and coldness appeared on his face as if he was angry at his instinctive gaffe.

Sirius raised his wand, he didn't look at Voldemort, his unshaven face was contorted with disgust and hatred: "Snape! I knew you were a traitor!"

Avada Kedavra - Voldemort and Sirius roaring at the same time.A green light shot at Sirius, but the golden statue of the wizard in the fountain came to life, and he jumped off his pedestal, landing with a thud on the floor between Sirius and Voldemort, arms outstretched to protect Sirius, and the The spell just brushed across his chest.At the same time, another green light from Sirius fell right into Snape's abdomen, and Snape's body was thrown into the air by the spell, and fell heavily to the floor.

"What—" cried Voldemort, looking around.He took a breath: "Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore stands in front of the golden gate.Snape's body was motionless, lying right between Dumbledore and Voldemort.Harry ran around the fountain and sideways to stand with Sirius.

"You were foolish to come here tonight, Tom," said Dumbledore quietly. "The Aurors are on their way."

"Whenever I am finished, you will be dead!" Voldemort spat.He fired a deadly spell at Dumbledore, but it missed, hitting the security checkpoint and bursting into flames.

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly.The spell shot from the wand was so powerful that Harry felt his hair stand on end again.This time, Voldemort had to conjure a silver shield out of thin air to ward off the spell.Harry knew the shield, and no spells could do any visible damage to it, though the spells struck the shield with a low, gong-like sound - a strangely creepy sound.

"You're trying to kill me with a spell that an underage wizard like Stunk can use? Dumbledore!" cried Voldemort, his scarlet eyes squinting above the shield.

"I didn't mean to insult you. But we all know there are many ways to destroy a person, Tom. Not just death." Dumbledore said still calmly, and continued to approach Voldemort, as if he hadn't put the matter in front of him at all. in the eyes.He walked down the hall and nothing annoying seemed to happen. "Can't swoon beat you? Big mistake, Tom. Love can do anything. It can keep you in the same place for so long that you don't even want to leave."

"Are you talking about Grindelwald?" growled Voldemort. "I will never be in this situation! Only cowards are imprisoned! There is nothing worse than death, Dumbledore!"

"I'm not talking about him. I'm not talking about a particular place...I'm talking about all people—there are many who don't have your power, but they can always appear wiser than you in a short life. In fact, your greatest failure is your inability to understand that there are worse things than death," said Dumbledore softly, still walking closer to Voldemort.Harry saw him walking alone, defenseless, like last time, without any body protection.Even knowing that Dumbledore was safe and that he had many ways to protect himself, it didn't have to be shown - Harry still couldn't help shouting to remind Dumbledore to be careful.

"Severus?" Dumbledore had already walked halfway through the main hall, he called Snape, and even bent down and touched him with his hand, "Sirius, did you do it? He is a 100-year-old The best Potions master ever, was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix. I have to say, I feel very sorry."

"You stupid old man! Do you think he belongs to the Order of the Phoenix? He will be my servant till death! Mine!" Voldemort shouted, shooting a green light at Dumbledore from behind his silver shield.This time Dumbledore condensed a large transparent shield in front of him, protecting himself in it.He had stepped over Snape's body and was still approaching Voldemort steadily.A flame shot from the tip of his wand, and that flame seemed to bind Voldemort tightly.

But Voldemort was gone, and the flame from Dumbledore turned into a snake, hissing menacingly back at Dumbledore.Voldemort suddenly appeared over Dumbledore's head, among the statues, and he waved his wand at Dumbledore.At the same time, the flame snake also launched an offensive towards Dumbledore. "Armor protection!" Harry heard himself growl.

A red light hit the protective cover, and there was a wave of fluctuations, and the armor body was offset.The tip of Sirius' wand glowed orange, scattering the serpentine flames. "You think we don't exist, Voldemort?" Sirius gasped.

Dumbledore waved his wand.The water in the pool rose up, like a cocoon of glass, enveloping Voldemort in it.In the blink of an eye, a black, rippling, faceless figure of Voldemort gleamed dimly on the pedestal.Inside, he was clearly struggling to break free of this suffocating cocoon of water.Then he broke free, and the raised water fell back into the pool with a splash. A large amount of water gushed out of the pool, and shards of stone, metal, and glass on the floor were washed everywhere by the current, and Snape's robes followed. It swayed with the water, then hung down again, and stuck to the floor.

For a moment, all the sounds in the main hall disappeared.Harry waited for the excruciating pain, and sure enough, his scar exploded, an unimaginable pain even if he had prepared himself for it.

The pain from the scar made Harry's vision blurry.He was locked firmly in a circle entwined by a monster with red eyes.The monster was so tightly entangled that Harry didn't know which was his body and which was the monster's body, they were fused together, bound by pain, there was no way to escape - the monster spoke, but It used its own mouth, so Harry had to feel it open and close in excruciating pain: "Kill me now, Dumbledore!"

He didn't hear what Dumbledore said in reply.His eyes were blood red.The monster was still using him: "If death is nothing, Dumbledore, then kill the boy!"

Harry didn't hear the next words at all.When consciousness returned to his body, he found himself lying face down on the floor, his glasses gone, trembling all over, as if he was not lying on the wooden floor, but on ice.He opened his eyes and touched the scar, the scar was still there.He propped himself up, and vaguely saw his glasses lying at the feet of the statue.He put on his glasses and looked up a little, only to see Dumbledore's crooked nose in front of his own.

"Harry, everything is fine."

Harry nodded reluctantly, knowing that Dumbledore was talking about Sirius, Snape, and Lucius.Their plan worked.He was shaking so badly that Sirius came to support him, and Lupine's head appeared in the air beside him. He took off the invisibility cloak, stuffed the water-smooth clothes into his pockets, and greeted Harry with a smile.

A burst of noise poured into the hall, and within a minute, the main hall was full of people.A fire flared up in a fireplace along one wall, and the floor reflected emerald green flames.From the fire came a succession of wizards and wizards, men and women.As Sirius dragged Harry to his feet, Harry saw Fudge approaching in a panic, led by statues of house-elves and goblins.

"There he is!" cried a man in scarlet robes and ponytails.He was pointing at the golden statue beside Harry, which had spread its arms around Sirius and hadn't returned to where he should be in the fountain. "I saw it, Mr. Fudge, I swear he is You-Know-Who, and he Apparated by grabbing a woman!"

"I know, Williamson, I know, I saw him too!" panted Fudge, still in his pajamas under his pinstriped cloak, "My God—here—at the Ministry!— For Merlin's sake - it's unbelievable - I mean - how could this be -?"

"If you go downstairs to the Department of Mysteries, Connelly," said Dumbledore, going up to him, "you'll see a few escaped Death Eaters in the death chamber, bound by the Anti-Apparition Charm. Waiting for you to dispose of them." He glanced at Sirius and added: "Unfortunately, one of them is dead."

"Dumbledore!" Fudge seemed greatly frightened.He glanced wildly around at the Auror he had brought with him, stepped back, pointed at Dumbledore and called, "Get him!"

"Connelly, I'm ready to fight one more battle with your men—and win one more!" said Dumbledore, "but, as you saw a few minutes ago, I've always I'm telling you the truth. Voldemort is back, and you've been catching the wrong man for twelve months. Now is the time, and it's time for you to use your brains."

Fudge's eyes flashed with fear or anger, and he looked around, as if hoping someone could tell him what to do.Seeing that no one was going to give him advice, he said: "Very well - Dawlish! Williamson! Go down and have a look at the Department of Mysteries! Dumbledore, you - tell me what - magic Fountain of Brothers and these fragments, and this brain - what's going on?" He looked away from Dumbledore's face and stared at the floor around him.Fragments were scattered all over the place, some bean curds and whole brains flopping stickily in the shallow water.There were also hollows in the floor where the heavy stone had made, and the black marks left by statues that had jumped from fountains and slid across the floor.

"We won't be able to talk about this until Harry returns to Hogwarts," said Dumbledore.

"Harry—Harry Potter?"

Fudge turned his head to stare at Harry, who was still trying to hold himself together with Sirius' support.Lupine had already dragged Ron back to Harry's feet, and was struggling to walk in their direction again, holding Snape up.Snape was much taller than him, and his legs wobbled as he walked.

"Is he - here?" asked Fudge, glaring at Harry. "Why - what the hell is going on here?"

"I'll explain everything," said Dumbledore, "when Harry gets back to school." He left the pool, walked up to the statue in front of Harry, pointed his wand at it, and whispered a spell.The statue came alive again in front of the crowd, and deftly jumped back into the fountain pool.Everyone was silent, only Fudge was panting, looking shocked and angry.

After the golden statue returned to its place, the hall seemed to become much more spacious all of a sudden.All eyes were on Dumbledore, and Dumbledore looked around like no one else, until he found a piece of gravel that was not too big or small. "Mentos," he said, pointing to the rubble, which emitted a blue light that shook the floor loudly, and after a few seconds, it remained motionless again.Dumbledore picked up the rubble and walked back to Harry with it.

"You're not authorized to use the Portkey! You can't do that blatantly in front of the Ministry of Magic, you—you—"

Dumbledore gave Fudge a domineering look over his half-moon spectacles.Fudge immediately stuttered.Lupine managed to drag Snape to the side of Harry and Sirius with great difficulty. He used his knees and upper body to push hard. It seemed that he had exhausted all his strength. on the edge.Then he leaned on top of Snape, gasping for air.

"You are to issue an order for Dolores Umbridge to leave Hogwarts," said Dumbledore. "You are to tell your Aurors to stop investigating my Care of Magical Creatures teacher and to bring him back. Work." He said, and took a look at a watch with twelve hands from his pocket, "Tonight, I can spare half an hour, and I think we can have a good talk about all the key issues that happened here. Then, I have to go back to my school. If you need more help from me, of course, instead of coming to Hogwarts to find me, you should write to me and ask the headmaster to accept it."

Fudge's mouth was open, and his round face flushed beneath his matted gray hair.

"I—you—"

Dumbledore turned and ignored him.

"Take this Portkey, Harry. Ron will return to the hospital wing with the rest of your mates."

He handed over the gravel.Harry leaned Ron against the fountain, straightened up and reached out to grab the fragment.Sirius put his hand on it too.Lupine picked up Snape again with all his strength, took his hand and placed it on Sirius's, putting his own on top of it.

"See you in half an hour," said Dumbledore softly.Different from his appearance when facing Fudge, the slightly upturned corners of his mouth showed his gentleness and joy.

"one two Three."

Harry's scar was less painful and he had a little strength.He felt a hook jerk behind his navel, and a messy floor disappeared under his feet, the hall, Fudge, and Dumbledore all gone.He flew forward in a whirlwind of colors and sounds until he fell to the floor of the principal's office.He lay on the ground, reached out to pick up the glasses in front of him and put them on.Beside him was Lupine, the werewolf completely out of strength, lying flat on the floor with his eyes glazed over.Sirius scrambled away from him to pull Snape, who was on top of Lupine.

Lupine lay on his back on the floor for a while, and Sirius helped him up.He took out his wand and cast a counter-curse at Snape.After a few seconds, Snape rubbed his stomach and opened his eyes.He subconsciously clenched his wand and tensed his body. After seeing the surrounding decorations, he slid down against the wall without any image.The four people were disheveled, covered in bloodstains and sewage, and exuded an unpleasant smell from top to bottom.Sirius and Snape looked at each other and made a threatening expression at the same time, but they didn't make any substantial attack.

"How did you..." Harry said.

"Remus is hiding under the cloak, and it's his hand I'm actually holding. It's Remus with the wand," Sirius said. "He cast the silent spell, and I just called Avada It's just life."

Harry didn't speak, he was weak, and only after he was sure he was safe did he feel the pain in his shoulder that hit the marble floor when he was sprayed out by the elevator.He scrambled to his feet, dizzy, but managed to throw Sirius down.He buried his head in his arms.

The portraits of the headmasters were chattering questions, and Lupine answered softly and feebly.The portraits burst into applause and cheers.Harry heard the silverware still humming slightly behind him, perhaps puffing smoke.Sirius hugged him back.Without moving his body, he stretched out his right hand and groped on the ground, firmly grasping the corner of Snape's dripping robe.

The author has something to say: After thinking about it, it’s better not to be self-willed, it’s not good...I have to correct this problem...but I’m still too lazy to review it carefully, and I’m too lazy to change the previous one.This chapter has some small changes based on the original work. If there is a problem... I will talk about it tomorrow... Why are you so lazy...