[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

After Eli finally opened his eyes, all the members of the Order of the Phoenix showed expressions of surprise on their faces.James and Sirius looked at him in ecstasy, and Lupine smiled with a stretched brow. Even though he was still in a tense battle situation, he still seemed to relax instantly.

Very good.Regulus murmured, turned his eyes away from Eli, and turned to look at the three misty black shadows floating in midair, his expression extremely complicated for a moment.

This is the demon king he had fanatically chased after when he was a boy. He possessed powerful power and first-class bewitching ability. After getting the honor he wanted, he discovered his cruelty and ruthlessness belatedly, and he felt withdrawn.

He couldn't forget how he felt when he was still a teenager, when he first learned the secret of the Horcrux.A wizard created a Horcrux by killing. He disguised himself as an ambitious pure-blood. He once thought that he was his kindred spirit. He chose to be his accomplice...

During these ten years, Regulus recalled countless times the two important decisions that changed his life.

Become a Death Eater and go to the cave to destroy Horcruxes.

Because of the importance and protection of the family and the family, he wanted to support the glory of the family and joined the Death Eaters. After realizing that Voldemort used the lives and blood of innocent people as a stepping stone, he stopped abruptly.He was blinded by greed, and reined in by his conscience, stopping at the edge of hell.

Fortunately, there was still time. Fortunately, in that dark cave, there was such a person, his elder brother, who stretched out his hand and dragged him out of the icy lake.

He went astray because of the importance he attached to his relatives, turned back because of the little kindness left in his heart, and was finally rescued by his relatives who had justice and kindness in his heart. Perhaps fate is so magical, people choose to do things well, and they will be rewarded. good result.

And Voldemort wouldn't have that chance.

He never repented half of his cruelty.

"Regulus?" Sirius, who was closest to him, noticed his trance, turned his head sharply, and called his name.

Perhaps such an occasion was special, Sirius subconsciously called out his real name.When they were Regulus, the time they really got along with each other was not as long as when they were Sean, but the name Regulus is still deeply in their hearts, it is the imprint of family and time, and it cannot be discarded And let go.

"It's nothing." Regulus smiled, shook his head, stared at the foggy black shadows, and said softly.

"I haven't seen him for a long time, Sirius." He said, "I hid him for a long time incognito. Now that I finally meet him again, I suddenly realize that he is actually not as powerful as I remembered, but just a talented person." It’s just a dark wizard who is sloppy, ambitious, and cruel enough. It is the unshirkable responsibility of everyone who yearns for justice and peace to eliminate people like him.”

No one can become a god. The good deeds and the evil deeds are determined by their own destiny.

"Are you okay, Eli?" Not far from them, Dumbledore looked at Eli gently and smiled at him, and it was obvious that he was very happy that he had woken up.

"Not too well, Albus," Eli said frankly, looking calm.

"I feel like I've had a dream for a long time, re-living all the regrets in my life, and seeing something else that's new, it's not some good vision, it hurts me, but of course, I draw strength from it. "

The little snake had already been petrified by him, and it just stayed there. Petunia looked at him with concern, and her husband turned his head and smiled at her softly. A feeling of reunion after a long absence, as if trekking through thousands of mountains and rivers, going through untold hardships, finally opened his eyes again, and was able to meet her again.

"Eli?" Petunia called him in a low voice, and then felt his hand hold her tightly, intertwining her fingers.

"I'm so glad to see you again, Petunia." He said softly, his brows and eyes stretched, although there was still lingering fatigue in his eyes, this moment was indeed pure love.

He pointed at her toes with his magic wand, she lowered her head, and saw her bare feet that had been bare since she threw off her high heels, the dust on them had been cleaned, and a pair of soft and comfortable shoes covered her feet superior.

Trekking barefoot in a world that does not belong to her is of course her choice without complaint, and she has never regretted it until this moment.But Eli Smith, her husband, will always be the one who can see her embarrassment and gently maintain her decency and dignity. From the age of 12 to now, she has always been like this.

Petunia turned her head vigorously, a hazy mist appeared in her eyes.When she was 12 years old, she could stubbornly hold back the urge to cry, but at this moment she shed tears silently.

It was probably because he was convinced enough that the person in front of him would forever wipe away her tears and heal her grievances and sadness. He proved this with everything that has remained unchanged for a long time.

"Great." She said softly, unable to say any more.

Eli held her hand, turned his head slowly, and looked at Voldemort's soul fragments floating in mid-air, which had never made a sound.

"Why don't you just disappear?" he asked softly. "I said that this duel will definitely end with the death of one of us. You have already lost, Voldemort. You gave up your body and used your pure soul." The power of you pulled me into a dream, wanting to devour my soul, thinking that this would make you completely invincible. But haven't you realized it yet? Since you embarked on the path of killing and devouring, you have already Doomed to lose."

Eli waved his wand, and around the three clouds of Voldemort's hazy black smoke, many hazy spots of light gradually lit up.They densely surrounded Voldemort's body, and the black air gradually faded.

"Every innocent person killed by you maliciously is always by your side." Eli said calmly, "Haunting your past in dreams, frightening your attempts, dragging you back into the abyss. You didn't lose to me, Voldemort, you lost to the last strength and hope of those who died in your hands. They lent me this great power, because they didn't want to see you continue to cruelly hurt more innocent people."

He did not elaborate on how he struggled to find these faint lingering sounds, trudged alone in the long darkness, and found opportunities from confrontation with Voldemort again and again, he was silent, looking at those golden light spots, without keep talking.

Those golden spots of light are also gradually dimming, and the disappearance of each spot of light is a farewell.They have completed their final mission, and they are satisfied and scattered into tiny invisible dust, disappearing into the world.

dad, mom.Eli's expression was melancholy for a moment, he knew that their souls were not in these golden spots of light, but he still watched these brave souls fighting the final battle, and said goodbye to each of them silently.

The black smoke of Voldemort was gradually squeezed into smaller and lighter, and they gradually gathered together from three unrelated smoke clusters, making a fragmented sound, weak and full of malice.

"It's useless." Voldemort said bitterly, "Your ideas will not succeed. My Horcrux has not been found, and the parasitic souls there may still make a comeback. I have made full preparations for this day, Parasitic There are many more people, and as long as they live in the world, each of them may become the new Voldemort."

Everyone gasped at his words.Umbridge, who had been looking at Dumbledore and Eli with a distorted expression, became even more distorted. She stared at Voldemort and suddenly yelled out sharply.

"Kill him! Kill him first!" She pointed at Voldemort, her face was filled with fear and ambition, "Don't give him a chance to make a comeback, no matter who it is, kill him completely—"

"Seeing you shouting so happily, I thought you were going in person." Sirius said sarcastically.But then, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, watching Voldemort's three black clouds suddenly completely condensed into a small black light ball, shooting towards the door of the Department of Mysteries like a sharp arrow.

"He's going to run away?!" Kingsley said in astonishment, no one could answer him, seeing Eli's expression suddenly changed after a brief hesitation.

"Dorothy," he murmured, took Petunia's hand, and immediately Apparated in place, outside the Ministry of Magic.

Dorothy was standing in front of the live screen outside the magic department at this moment. There was not much delay in this screen, and she saw Voldemort fleeing immediately.But she didn't have time to make more preparations. When Eli Apparated to the open space not far from her, she saw a black ball of light entering Dorothy's body.

The people who apparated behind him were also stunned, as if the time had been pressed to freeze, they stared at Dorothy blankly, unable to make any response.

Dorothy lowered her head slowly, looking at her chest.Everyone stared at her with bated breath, and her reaction was faster than anyone expected.

She shook for a while, then stopped, and took out from the small bag she was carrying...

Gryffindor's sword.

Holding the sword, she glanced at her brother in the crowd, smiled at her parents, and stabbed the sword firmly into her body.

She fell down slowly, and glaring black smoke quickly evaporated from her body.

Voldemort's voice echoed sharply above the sky, full of shriek and disbelief.

"why not--!"

"Why didn't you occupy my body? Devour my soul?" Dorothy panted violently, and raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. "You must know the answer to this question, but you haven't thought about it in that direction."

"It's another kind of black magic that you once taught me. It transfers a certain quality of others to yourself, or transfers it out." Isaac's voice sounded softly behind the black smoke, and the red marks of the curse have spread to his cheeks, and then slowly faded away.

"You are not the only one who can use black magic." Isaac whispered the secret that he and Dorothy had been keeping from everyone, with cold mockery, "You possessed the wrong person, Voldemort."

Harry stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him, feeling shocked and unbelievable.But anyway, maybe... maybe... Voldemort just disappeared?Completely defeated?

Before he had time to be happy, the scar on his forehead suddenly felt unprecedented pain, which made him suddenly lose consciousness and fell straight down.

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Thanks to the pale BT people for mine~

The three small groups of Voldemort formed a large group to seize Dorothy's body, but Dorothy stabbed the Horcrux with the Gryffindor sword and killed the group.The last shard of Voldemort's soul in Harry's forehead comes to life