"Get out of the way!" Molly screamed, pushing Hermione, Ginny, and Luna aside to confront Bellatrix alone. "Go back! Go back! She's mine!"

At this time, hundreds of people stood by the wall, watching the two duels: Voldemort and Harry Potter, and Bellatrix and Molly Weasley.

Bright lights swished from both women's wands, and the floor at the witch's feet became hot and cracked. Two women are fighting to the death.

"I killed you, what about your children?" Bellatrix scoffed, as frantic as her master, jumping to her feet to dodge the spell that Molly had whizzed on. "Your handsome, brilliant Bill—oh, he should be prettier by now! that flattering face—what to do?"

"No more—no—you—touch—my—child!" Lady Weasley screamed.

Bellatrix laughed, and it was the same laugh she had when she thought she had hit her cousin Siris in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic and watched him fall through the curtain.

Although Molly is still attacking very sharply and desperately, anyone can see that she has begun to show her decline. For a dark wizard who has gone mad and doesn't want to die, her power is not enough. Although her determination is far and wide.

Before a red light from Bellatrix's wand struck Molly, Snappe arrived. He unleashed an armor spell, just in time to block the blow.

Bellatrix let out an unpleasant cry of "Oh!" and looked around for who had disturbed her victory. She quickly locked down the pesky spoiler. Her attention shifted from Molly to Snape's, her lips twisting into a sinister grin.

"Despicable traitor! you still have the face to appear here...... I'm going to punish you on behalf of my master, and I'll give you a little bit of a good look, so that you know what ...... is."

Snape interrupted her coldly and rudely. With a flick of his wand, a flash of light flew from the tip of the birch wand.

"Shadowless!"

The smile on Bellatrix Lestrange's face began to tremble and turned into a growl.

Snape's black robe fluttered up and down in the various rays of light from the spell, and he neatly blocked a barrage of attack spells from Bellatrix, unceremoniously flicking the spells at her in between the blocks. For a moment, the lights of various colors on their side were flying in the sky, but Snape was undoubtedly much more relaxed than Bellatrix's opponent just now, Molly Weasley.

The battle didn't last long. A few minutes later, Snape had his hands on it—his spell flew under Bellatrix's outstretched arm and struck her chest, right where her heart was.

Bellatrix's smug smile suddenly froze, and his eyes seemed to bulge. At that moment, she knew what was going on, and then her body was frozen in the air, and then it suddenly exploded to pieces!

The crowd around him was in an uproar, and Voldemort screamed. Seeing his last and most faithful assistant being defeated, his anger exploded like a bomb. He frantically and desperately raised his Elder Wand at the boy in front of him who couldn't kill him.

Harry heard Voldemort's high-pitched voice screaming, and at the same time he raised Draco's wand and shouted his most fervent hope to the sky:

"Avada suo!"

"Except for your weapons!"

There was a thud, like a cannonball, and in the center of the circle they trampled on repeatedly, a golden flame shot out, and that was where the spells collided. Harry saw Voldemort's green light touch his own spell, and saw the old spell fly into the air, black in the rising sun, whirling towards its unwanted master, who was finally going to take full possession of it.

Harry, with the skill of a Seeker, grabbed the flying wand with his free hand, only to see Voldemort staggering backwards, arms outstretched, and slender pupils rolling up in his red eyes. Tom Riddle fell to the ground, dead like a mortal, his body limp and convulsive, his pale hands empty, the snake's face hollow and dazed.

Voldemort died, being killed by his own spell that bounced back.

Harry stood there, two wands in his hands, looking down at his opponent's shell. But his victory lasted only a few seconds—Voldemort's body exploded to pieces, just like his most loyal servant and follower, Bellatrix Lestrange, and turned into countless black, fine pieces of dust, which drifted away with the morning breeze. There was nothing on the ground, but the Elder Wand in Harry's right hand was a real testament to the biggest and most incredible battle that had just taken place here.

There was a chilling silence for a moment, and the people were stunned in horror. Immediately, a sea of clamor erupted around Harry, with shouts, cheers, and roars. The intense rays of the rising sun shone on the windows, and people shouted and rushed to him. Everyone was shouting, hundreds of people were squeezing forward, everyone wanted to touch the boy who didn't die, and it was because of him that the nightmare finally ended-

In the midst of this ecstatic chaos, only one person did not rush forward to join in the excitement.

Severus Snape was still standing where he had fought Bellatrix Lestrange, his wand still clenched in his hanging right hand. He looked silently for a few minutes at the chaos and crowding that had erupted around the golden boy, and then looked away with a blank face.

He noticed that on the long bridge in the distance, Lucius Malfoy was struggling across the rubble, chasing Narcissa and Draco Malfoy, who had already strode away hand in hand, and almost at the same time, he felt a sense of relief in his heart that the unbreakable spell he had made with Narcissa was gone. He doesn't have to be bound by it anymore. Now that Draco Malfoy didn't need him to save him, Voldemort wouldn't have a chance to force the boy to do anything harmful.

He planned to turn around and leave Hogwarts Great Hall and go back to the Headmaster's office on the top floor. He didn't know what he was going to do now, what else he could do, or what he should do - he just felt that all his tasks were accomplished, and that he had nothing left to do to stay here.

But as soon as he turned around, he was unexpectedly blocked by a figure close in front of him. He subconsciously raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Sweating profusely, Ciris Black grabbed Snape.

"Stupid dog, you dare to come here without concealing it?!" Snape felt that nothing could be worse when he saw the face of his nemesis he had hated for decades.

"What? You want to die heroically? You have revealed your identity! You don't need to come here at all, you can go to Merlin on the spot!"

Siris couldn't bother to glare at Snape, and said in a panic, "Nose...... Snape, I'm looking for you for exactly that!Listen, I don't know why, but I have a strange feeling......"

He paused and took a deep breath, and said with difficulty, "The Unbreakable Spell has been broken!" I thought that 'that person' was dead, and the conditions for the Unbreakable Spell to be established were gone, and the spell would not lapse until the stipulated time limit was reached...... But I asked a lot of people along the way, and I was sure that 'that person' wasn't dead when I had that strange feeling...... So...... Well, there is only one possibility......"

Snape understood what he meant in an instant. His expression suddenly became terrifying, staring gloomily at Siris's face.

"No one has ever really seen the consequences of the unbreakable curse being broken, but I'm still standing here! I'm not dead!, so there's only one explanation for this......" Siris stammered as if he was afraid that Snape wouldn't believe him, and stammered trying to explain and convince him.

The air pressure around the two of them suddenly dropped, and the atmosphere was suffocating. Although Hogwarts has been reduced to a battlefield of life and death, and dead people can be seen everywhere, at this moment, there is still a dark cloud surging near these two tall adult wizards.

Siris stopped his inferences and explanations. Snape didn't speak again. The two of them stood quietly facing each other, and after a few minutes, Siris couldn't bear such a depressing and depressed atmosphere at first, and opened his mouth as if he couldn't hold his breath, and asked with a glimmer of hope, "She...... She's not dead, is she? She's not going to die, I mean, Lily......."

Snape remained silent. Instead, he accidentally discovered that Cialis Black, who should have died two years ago, was still running around the corridors of Hogwarts, so Ginny, the real Lily, who had followed him all the way to Snape, answered him in a low voice.

"No, she's dead...... she choked up, as if it was ridiculous, unbelievable to announce her death. But on the other hand, the fake Lily who deceived the Dark Lord with her own life so that Harry could survive is no longer just a despicable thief and thief in her mind. Her voice was full of mixed emotions, but unfortunately the nervous Siris didn't hear it.

"Just now...... Just before Harry and Voldemort fought, Voldemort himself announced...... Three hours earlier, he had killed Lily Evans. ”

Sirius looked as if there was a thunderbolt above his head. He stood there dumbfounded, his face ashen, and muttered, "How is this possible...... How is that possible?!"

Snape glared at him in disgust.

"It's a pity that the Dark Lord is dead, otherwise you could have confronted him and see if he had just said those words—" He dragged out his voice, like the waves before a storm, rolling waves of hidden tumbling thunder and anger. "Or maybe you need to borrow a meditation basin in the headmaster's room, please...... Miss Weasley will show you her memories to confirm that she is not lying?"

Sirius had no idea what was wrong with Snape's sarcasm—he was used to exchanging bad words with Snape—but Ginny looked at Snape as if there was something unacceptable or unbelievable in his words.

"Severus, don't you already know that I-"

But before she could finish her sentence, Siris Black burst out loud and interrupted her next sentence.

"No!

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June 20:

I had a cold, I coughed non-stop, sorry for being a few minutes late.

Next update: 0:00 tomorrow.

By the way, because now the rules of JJ have changed.,It's best not to have HP content in the V text.,I wrote this early.,So it's good to finish the existing content.,It's better not to write more.,So there's no other branch line for HP.,Just sauce~~.

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1 bottle of Qibu Chu;

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