Hogwarts Homecoming

The ground was as messy as if an iron fence had been turned over. The withered shrubs and spruce trees that had been restored to life by the blue light were scorched again under the destruction of thunder and black mist. The air returned to clearness, but the invisible... The evil magic power full of anger has not faded, and is still ready to go.

The Death Eaters were shivering with rays on their backs. They had all seen how terrifying the Dark Lord was when he was angry. It was completely unreasonable to expect him to 'remember old feelings' at this time.

No one dared to ask about the situation. I am afraid only the Dark Lord himself knew what was going on with the altar.

"In the face of Voldemort's power, any conspiracy is useless"

Voldemort said softly, he had no intention of explaining, he was just trying to cover up, and then he finally looked at Harry.

The final moment had come, Harry knew it in his heart, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Under Voldemort's gaze, it was best that Winky had no chance to take him away.

Harry slowly bent down, picked up the wand that had fallen to the ground, and stared at Voldemort with green eyes filled with hatred.

"You seem to be prepared, don't you, Potter?"

Voldemort approached slowly, he smiled softly and said to his Death Eaters,

"I think you have seen how foolish it is to think that this boy is stronger than me. Now, I want to clear everyone's mind of this misunderstanding. It was a complete fluke that Harry Potter escaped from me. This is Lord Voldemort." The last part of the resurrection ceremony. I will kill him to prove my power, right here and now, in front of you.

There is no protection from Dumbledore and Blaine, and no mother to make sacrifices for him. Come on, Potter, I see you have the wand. Come on, show the Death Eaters, show them. Look at your body so they don't wonder who is more powerful. "

A drop of sweat slipped from Lucius Malfoy's temples, and his heart clenched.

If Harry Potter also dies here, is Blaine really confident that he and the dying Dumbledore can compete with the Dark Lord?

Looking at the pale-cheeked boy walking down from the ruins with a wand in hand, Lucius had to admit that Harry Potter's courage was admirable. For a minor boy, the calm manner in which he died was undoubtedly very tragic.

Lucius knew Harry Potter a little better than others. He had been asking about Harry Potter's situation at school from his son. He knew very well that this was just a reckless boy with no brains. But now, he I really hope that Harry Potter can show some magical abilities

With a heavy solemnity pressing on everyone's hearts, Harry's steps staggered a little. He came to the body that was moved to the tombstone by Barty Crouch Jr., and he stood next to Ron and Hermione who were lying side by side on the ground. Beside him, he took one last look at his two friends whose eyes had lost their luster, took a deep breath, and then looked decisively at Voldemort.

The Death Eaters formed a large circle, surrounding Voldemort and Harry, waiting for the outcome of this ridiculous yet solemn duel.

"You've learned dueling, haven't you, Harry Potter?"

Voldemort's red eyes glowed in the darkness.

Hearing this, Harry thought of Professor Blaine. He had learned formal dueling from this great wizard for more than a year. He knew how much he had improved. He dared to say that he could beat ten of himself before taking this course. But it was useless.

Professor Brain was able to resist Professor Dumbledore's curse when he was in fifth grade, but he couldn't resist Voldemort at this age.

"Let us bow to each other, Harry,"

Voldemort leaned forward, but his snake face kept looking at Harry.

"Come on, etiquette has to be observed. Dumbledore and Brian will definitely want you to behave in a graceful manner. Bow to death, Harry."

Harry didn't move, his green eyes were blazing with fire. He could die, but he wouldn't accept being played with.

"I said, bow."

Voldemort calmly raised his wand - Harry felt his spine bend. The gravity flow that suppressed Hermione and Ron before they died reappeared. He had no room to resist and could not even see where the attack came from.

At least one magic must be used, Harry decided in his heart - just for his parents who sacrificed themselves to save his life, for Ron and Hermione who accompanied him all the way, and for Professor Blaine who had been teaching him carefully. Sirius's twelve years in prison, for Remus's years of wandering, for Hagrid, and for Dumbledore.

"Very well," Voldemort said softly, raising his wand, and the pressure on Harry's back disappeared, "Now - we duel."

Harry could see that even aside from his abyss of magic, Voldemort himself was a master of dueling skills.

The moment Voldemort's words fell, Harry caught an afterimage of Voldemort's wand.

He will not kill himself so easily, he will torture himself first, watch himself reveal his pain, and prove how weak he is in front of him - to predict the opponent's attack intention!

Harry suddenly raised his wand, and as soon as his magic barrier was formed, it was shattered in the roaring air waves. The air waves plowed through the holes and threw Harry out with an irresistible force. His back was hit hard. hit a tree stump

It was very strange. The force was like being hit by a high-speed car and smashed into a wall. Normally, it would be considered minor for him to faint and it would be normal for him to be seriously injured and vomit blood. But such a heavy blow did not cause any damage to him. What pain he brought, it was just—

There was a trace of bright red at the corner of the mouth. It didn't come from the throat, it was just biting the tongue.

"Oh, it looks like you've learned some real skills, right? This can add a little more fun to us."

When the smoke cleared, Voldemort saw a disgraced Harry coughing and getting up from the ground, spitting out blood. His red eyes, clouded by the failed attack, flashed with pleasure.

"Need a break Harry? Or do you want to do it again?"

Harry did not answer, his head was spinning. This was not caused by the impact, but by Voldemort violently destroying his magic, which caused the magic in his body to violently turbulence.

"I ask you if you want to do it again." Voldemort said softly, "Answer me, out of body body!"

Harry instinctively dodged, but his blurred vision caused him to misjudge here, and his body suddenly froze on the spot. He had experienced this feeling many times in class. It was the Imperius Curse, and he was hit by it. Got it!

Fear and anger seemed to have gone away, and a feeling of happiness covered Harry's thoughts, as if he was in a dream. He knew it was a dream, but it was such a wonderful dream that people didn't want to leave.

Say "no".

A dreamy voice persuaded him

I won't say, a stronger voice in the back of his mind said, I won't answer

Say 'no'.

Don't say, don't answer

Say 'no'.

"I will not say!"

The words burst out of Harry's mouth and echoed over the graveyard. The dreamy state suddenly disappeared, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

"you do not say?"

Voldemort said softly,

"You won't say 'no'? Harry, I'm going to teach you some more virtues of obedience. Maybe a little more pain?"

Harry regained consciousness and threw himself behind a marble tombstone before Voldemort's dropped wand caused an explosion.

"We're not playing hide-and-seek, Harry."

Voldemort smiled cruelly,

"You know you can't hide from me. Does this mean you are tired of our duel? If so, I can end it, then, as you wish."

Harry knew that Voldemort could immobilize him at any time, and if he really did that, he would not be able to use a counterattack spell. He would never die without releasing an attack!

"Avada Kedavra!"

The moment Harry dodged out from behind the tombstone, Voldemort slashed his wand from top to bottom, and the green light formed a dazzling barrier and spread rapidly toward Harry. He was hit by the magic full of death. Before hitting the target, Harry stared at his footsteps, his green eyes shining brightly and fearlessly.

Let it be over, Harry thought.

"Expelliarmus!"

The red lightning surges towards the green light