[HP] Astringent

Harry took the Resurrection Stone from Vanessa, without asking how Vanessa got back or why he knew he needed it.He must continue to complete Dumbledore's instructions and open the golden snitch he left for himself.Dumbledore asked him to open it at the last moment.It didn't contain the magic weapon he was expecting, but the memory of a small reagent.He knew where to go, only the headmaster's room had a Pensieve.

"Dumbledore!" he shouted the only name he could think of at the stone statue guarding the door, and the door swung open.

Harry didn't have time to think about why the password for the headmaster's office was Dumbledore's name, so he rushed up the marble spiral staircase and entered the headmaster's office.He has been here many times, especially when he was alone in class with Dumbledore last year, he did not expect that the furnishings remained almost the same.It's just that the surrounding portraits are empty.

He opened the drawer, poured the memory into the Pensieve, buried his face in it - Dumbledore sat behind the desk with a smile, looked at him kindly: "Harry, good boy, I know you will go well This step." His tone seemed to be talking about today's weather, "I'm here to give you the last lesson today..."

Harry didn't know what emotion he was listening to, his stomach was overwhelmed, and in the end he only remembered Dumbledore's ice blue eyes full of tears and apology, and he told him: "The scar on your forehead There is a piece of Voldemort's soul in it, and he can only be truly eliminated if he kills you with his own hands."

Harry thought of the fake locket made by Regulus that Black carried close to him, and the note inside the locket: "I am willing to die, hoping that you will be killed when you meet your opponent." Harry I thought I was destined to kill Voldemort, but I didn't expect that I would die with him.But he wasn't afraid - from the day he came to Hogwarts, he was willing to die for what was worth protecting.

He put on an invisibility cloak, and the war outside had temporarily ended. Entities were lying all over the ground, some people were walking on broken walls and crying, and some were silently carrying the entities of the victims.

At this time, Voldemort's terrifying voice sounded again: "Harry Potter, there is still half an hour. I will wait for you in the Forbidden Forest. If you don't show up again, I will kill everyone who protects you."

Now Harry knew where he was going.He stopped at the edge of the Forbidden Forest and twirled the Resurrection Stone three times in his hand.Slight movements came from the surroundings, like some weak bodies moving on the mud scattered by the branches outside the forest.He looked around, and the illusory figures walking were neither ghosts nor living people with flesh and blood, they were more like memories.They were walking towards him, with such loving smiles on their faces - the first time Harry had seen such "live" parents, it was enough for him to die without regret.

James Potter was about his height, with the same disheveled hair and slightly askew eyes, and he was holding Lily Potter's hand.Lily tossed her long hair happily, and stared at him hungrily with those green eyes like Harry's, as if she couldn't get enough of them.

"You are so brave."

Harry couldn't speak, he stared at his parents intently.

"We are proud of you." James smiled and exchanged glances with Lily.

"Does it hurt?" Harry asked the childish question, but this was the first time he had acted like a baby to his parents.

"Death? Not at all."

"Will you guys stay with me?"

"till the end."

Harry felt a surge of courage in his body, and he felt more relieved than that his life was here in this moment.

There was another movement in the forest, and Harry saw Snape coming out in a black robe.He seemed to hear Harry talking, and poked his head out to look behind him warily.

Harry looked at him with hatred: "Are you here to take me to your master?"

Snape's pale face became even more gloomy, his eyes still stayed behind him and did not look back.Harry whispered, "Can he see you?"

"Can't see, we are part of you." Lily put her hand on Harry's shoulder.She looked up at Snape with those green eyes that should have been brilliant.Suddenly Snape's expression changed as if he saw them.Harry thought he'd never see an iota of shame in Snape's eyes in his life.But he did meet his eyes with a solemn gaze, which seemed to penetrate something deeper and farther than what he was looking at.

It's just that before Harry could confirm, those complex expressions had disappeared.He opened his thin lips and said in Harry's familiar tone, "Don't make me do it, Potter."

Harry looked at him provocatively: "I don't need you, I will walk to see him by myself."

Harry looked fearlessly at the Death Eaters behind Voldemort, his only concern being that Nagini hadn't been killed yet, though he believed Ron and Hermione would pick up where he left off.He didn't even raise his wand, Voldemort's mouth moved, and a green light sank into his body.

Harry thought he was dead, but he wasn't.He seems to have just been invited by Dumbledore to a tea party in a place like King's Cross.Finally, Dumbledore told him that it was time for him to go back, and that sooner or later they would meet here again.

His bodily sensations came back, and he lay face down on the ground, feeling the cold, hard earth, and the smell of earth.

There was silence in the clearing, and no one dared to approach Harry.

"Go check it out."

He anxiously waited for the person who was ordered by Voldemort to check, a pair of warm and soft hands touched his face, and he heard the other person's rapid breathing.The woman pretended to be attentive and leaned closer to his ear, and he could barely hear her say, "Is Draco still alive? Is he in the castle?"

"Yes." He replied in the same weak voice.

The woman sat up straight and announced loudly, "He's dead!"

Amid the cheers, he was thrown into the sky again and again by Voldemort's spell, and fell back to the ground heavily. He felt that his spine was about to break.Voldemort seemed no longer content with having his victory seen only by the Death Eaters, and ordered the captive Hagrid to pick him up and walk to the playground.

Heads protruded from the dilapidated castle. They watched the man in black walk in silently. Then Mag recognized him and let out a scream. More and more people cried out in pain.They call his name.But Harry knew it wasn't the time yet, he couldn't get up yet.How much he wanted to tell those who cared about him now that he was not dead and that he would defeat Voldemort.

Voldemort irritably silenced everyone with the Silencing Charm, and this became his own stage, proudly showing off his victory.

"No! Harry beat you!" cried Ron, and the spell was broken.

Neville rushed over desperately and was knocked to the ground by Voldemort.Voldemort laughed wildly. "Neville Longbottom, let them see what happens to those who oppose me." Then he said to Nagini, in Parseltongue, "Kill!"

Knowing he couldn't wait any longer, Harry rolled over and jumped off Hagrid's arms.Seeing that Nagini's fangs were about to pierce Neville's neck, Harry had no time to cast the spell, and what was worse was that Snape, who was standing beside Voldemort, waved his wand at the same time.When he thought Neville was sure to die, the red flames shot out from the tip of the staff, blinding Nagini's eyes.

Immediately after a moving cry, Fawkes flew over from the east of the Forbidden Forest, and threw the battered Sorting Hat at Neville's feet.

"Quick! Draw the sword!" Harry yelled at Neville. "Kill it!"

Without hesitation, Neville drew out his ruby-encrusted Gryffindor sword and slashed at Nagini.

"No!" Voldemort yelled, and he suddenly pointed his wand at Harry. Harry felt knocked away with great force, and a figure in a baggy black robe stood in front of him.

"Severus Snape, you lied to me!" roared Voldemort.

Snape took another step forward. He didn't feel the slightest bit of fear in the face of Voldemort's fury. Instead, he straightened his back, as if he was fooling Umbridge, and said casually: "I didn't lie to you, sir. The wand has indeed recognized Potter as its new owner." He sneered, "If you're talking about protecting Potter, it's a pity that you've only seen the truth now. I guess Potter's level of insanity will not A few days later."

Voldemort turned blue with anger.Hermione had said that the spell left by the Half-Blood Prince had a cruel sense of humor.Harry felt like laughing a little at the merciless sarcasm.

He staggered to his feet, no matter which side Snape was on, he had to kill Voldemort first.Just as he was about to rush up with his wand in hand, Snape pushed him away with a wave of his arm: "Don't get in the way, Potter."

The wands of the two shot green light one after another, but neither could really kill the other.Everyone was frightened by Snape's sudden backlash, and no one came up to help for a while.Bella came over first, and she said angrily, "I knew you couldn't be trusted! How dare you fool the Dark Lord! Look at me!"

Snape had shown signs of decline in the battle against Voldemort, and with the addition of Bella, the situation was even more dangerous.Harry only saw the long fiery red hair flash past, and a person stood firmly in front of Snape.

"I will never allow you to touch him!" Vanessa firmly shouted the spell, "Avada Kedavra!"

Bella fell to the ground with a smug smile.

Voldemort let out a roar, and the spell moved a little faster.But Harry joined them, and more and more joined the fight again.Kreacher joins them with house-elves, Firenze joins them with curses, and the fighting intensifies.At this moment, with the sky shining, a dazzling silver-white light shot into the sky, like fireworks about to explode, and little silver fire fell back to the ground, like an invisible rope entangled the footsteps of Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

A man with a brown wizard robe and a gray beard and another man with a wrinkled face and shabby clothes stepped out of the crowd.

The person walking in front greeted Voldemort with a smile: "See you again, Tom."

Voldemort's face suddenly became distorted and crazy: "Are you still alive? You're still alive! Hahahaha! Snape, you lied to me so much!"

"It's not unusual." Dumbledore's eyes hidden behind the half-moon glasses flashed a mischievous smile. "He even lied to me. I didn't expect that I was still alive."

"Riddle, you have such outstanding talents but you don't know how to use them. Heh, Albus, you have been fighting against such a brat for more than ten years, you seem really old."

The old man didn't have a wand in his hand, but he was able to arrogantly squeeze out two wizards with top magical attainments at the same time, and a name was ready to come out in Harry's heart.

Aberforth called out before him: "Grindelwald!"

The old man turned around, his face was a bit stern, but he still squeezed out a smile: "Hey, isn't this Aberforth?"

Dumbledore rubbed his swollen temples, interrupting their hostile gazes: "Aberforth, he won't be a threat anymore. Let's deal with this one first."

He raised his wand, a blue light flashed, and Voldemort turned into a thousand pieces of dust and disappeared, vanishing with the wind.