Harry never imagined that he would actually pick up his wand and duel Voldemort face to face.

He cast a disarming spell on Voldemort, and then his wand and Voldemort's wand bloomed with two dazzling red and green rays, covering both of them.

Then his parents, Bertha Jorkins and an old Muggle man, their souls popped up.

Their spirits told Harry that they were holding Voldemort and told Harry to flee with the Goblet of Fire.

Harry stepped away from the red-green circle and was surprised to find that it was burning all around.

Yes, the forests were shrouded in flames, and the Death Eaters used the Water Charm to try to extinguish them.

At the same time, Wormtail was standing in front of him commanding the Goblet of Fire with his wand.

Harry kicked the worm's tail down and swooped down on Jon Hart's corpse not far away.

Then shouted loudly:

"Trophies flying!"

Harry grabbed the handle of the cup—

At the same time, the reddish-green glow disappeared.

Harry heard Voldemort scream in rage, and felt a pull under his navel and the portkey work—

He was swept away by a whirlwind, and Jon was right by his side...... They went back.

All I heard was the sound of a booming explosion, and what seemed to be the screams of the Death Eaters.

......

Harry felt himself fall to the ground, his face buried in the grass, his nose filled with the smell of grass.

He clutched the two things that were still in his hands: the smooth handle of the Triumph Cup and Jon's corpse.

He felt that if he let go of one of them, he would fall into darkness completely.

A wave of sound drowned him out, and everywhere there were sounds, footsteps, shouts...... Harry frowned tightly, as if it was a nightmare that would soon pass......

A large hand pressed his shoulders and flipped him up.

"Harry, Harry!" Albus Dumbledore shouted.

Except for Dumbledore, there were black and oppressive figures all around, all crowded towards him.

"He's back......" Harry said with a weak look on his face, "Voldemort...... He's back!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Connelly Fudge, Minister of Magic, walked over curiously, "Is this Jon Hart? What's wrong with him......"

He bent down and touched Jon's body.

"Merlin......" Fudge stammered, "Hart, he'...... He's dead......"

Screams resounded in the night sky—

"He's dead!"

"He's dead!"

"Jon Hart, he's dead......"

......

When Harry saw Professor Sprout, an expression appeared on her face that Harry had never seen before.

She walked over tremblingly and sat down on the ground.

"What's going on...... Professor Sprout shouted in despair, "what the hell is going on......

"Jon is dead. Harry's voice had never been so low: "Wormtail killed him......"

A punch slammed into Harry's face, and he felt like one of his glasses was shattering...... Through the other side of his glasses, he saw the boy, who appeared to be Zacharis Smith, a third-year Hufflepuff.

"You killed him?" Zacharis roared angrily, "didn't you?"

"Calm down, Mr. Smith......" Dumbledore shouted.

Even if Professor Dumbledore spoke, he couldn't stop Zacharis.

He grabbed Harry by the collar and asked...... Harry didn't answer, the other man was right, it was Jon who killed himself......

Eventually, Hagrid ran over and pulled them away.

Harry saw the other two players through his surviving glasses. Victor Krum's face was full of incredulity, Karkaroff next to him was even pale, and Fleur Delacour collapsed into Madame Maxim's arms, who wiped her tears lightly.

Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger also ran over, and Ron grabbed Harry to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Hermione, in a trembling voice, asked him, "Jon...... He...... He's dead?"

"Yes. Harry looked down, "I killed him......"

"I can't believe it...... Never believe ......" Harry saw for the first time, and Hermione had such a sad look on her face.

......

Professor McGonagall's face turned paler than ever, and she looked at the corpse with some weakness.

Professor Flitwick took off his hat.

Professor Snape lowered his head, and no one could read the expression on his face......

At the same time, his gaze was fixed on his own right arm.

Only Professor Albus Dumbledore's expression was not so heavy.

His face was full of surprise and curiosity...... After a few seconds, he squinted at the castle.

......

All the stands fell into a dead silence.

In the stands of Gryffindor, everyone fell silent.

There was a little girl in the first grade who pursed her lips tightly to prevent her from crying.

On Hufflepuff's side, Hannah Abbott was covered in tears, Eloise Meadgan was sobbing silently, and Cedric Diggory was thrust his wand into the ground......

The Ravenclaw stands, both men and women, were plunged into fear and sadness. Except for Luna Lovegood, who held her chin and seemed to be lost in thought.

"Luna, don't you keep saying he's your friend?" Melinda Bobin asked in a low voice.

"That's right...... But I don't think Jon is dead!" Luna muttered, "The harassment hovering over that corpse is not the same as before." ”

"Don't think about it......" Melinda said with a wry smile.

......

In the stands of Slytherin.

"Draco, that's great! he's dead!" exclaimed Vincent Crabbe with excitement on his face.

"Don't you look very happy?" asked Gergri Gower curiously.

"This bastard!" Draco Malfoy's voice was a little incoherent, "I should have told my father's ...... Let him beg the Dark Lord to spare this bastard...... It's up to me to defeat him and humiliate him...... And not like this...... I should have told my father, and the Dark Lord would follow my father's advice......"

On the other side, Daphne Greengrass hugged her sister tightly.

"Astoria......" she said in a trembling voice.

"Is this a dream, sister......" Astoria's voice had never been so frightened: "Am I dreaming?"

"Yes, it's a dream, it's a dream...... Daphne cried.

"Sister, my head hurts so much......"

"Forget about it, don't be upset......"

Astoria shuddered and opened the mirror, the gift Jon had given her at Hogsmeade a few months earlier.

In the mirror, she seemed to see a pair of dark brown eyes, which suddenly flashed.

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