In fact, Harry didn't know what the light was, but he continued to chase after it, like a guide to what Harry should do.

However, the distance is not close enough now...... Harry couldn't aim well yet......

Suddenly, another flash of light lit up, and there was a shouting sound in the distance, and the glow of a spell attacking each other, and it dawned on Harry: Hagrid had rushed out of his cabin, and he was trying to stop the Death Eaters from escaping.

Harry felt as if his lungs were going to tear apart with every breath he tore, and his chest ached like fire, but he picked up his speed because an indelible voice kept echoing in his head: Hagrid can't be killed, Hagrid must not be allowed to die again......

"Professor, are you alright......" Van Lin looked at Dumbledore's corpse with some embarrassment, in fact, he didn't know how to describe Dumbledore's current state.

He had been struck by Snape's Avada Curse, and there was no doubt that his body was dead, but now Dumbledore's physical condition was so bad.

Without the suppression of the soul, the magic began to escape, and dark blue cracks quickly covered all of Dumbledore's exposed skin, like the cracked earth due to dryness.

Dumbledore didn't respond, and with the help of Van Lin, he fell off the observatory, and Dumbledore's body was not hurt in any way, he seemed to be asleep.

"Return!" Van Lin frowned, the Avada Curse seemed to have scattered Dumbledore's soul a bit, perhaps that was why Dumbledore didn't wake up.

Thankfully, Dumbledore had studied a spell for this, and Van Lin was the one who helped him wake up quickly.

A little fluorescent light converged from the tip of the Van Lin's wand, white and the other end connected to Dumbledore's brow.

Through the magic, Van Lin could feel the familiar aura condensing, that is......

"Oh, what a wonderful experience...... "Dumbledore seemed more relaxed than ever" as he woke up.

"In fact, I have experienced many things in this world, but death is the ...... Thankfully, my body didn't break, so you've been doing it before, right?"

"Yes, I went to the Room of Requirement and saw the Death Eaters coming in through the Vanishing Locker," Van Lin said, "because it didn't feel right, so I kept following, using the cloak of invisibility. ”

"It's that gadget you invented, and I have to admit that the cloak works really well, and the Ministry of Magic has placed a big order with the Weasley brothers for that, and in fact, I'm still thinking about changing the cloak to Hogwarts. ”

"Then maybe the school pranks will go up significantly, Professor. Van Lin said, looking at the point of light, all of this is a spiritual level of communication.

"I think so. Dumbledore paused, "But now it's time for Minerva to think about it, of course, maybe not now, but ......"

"You are now ...... Ghosts?" said Van Lin, reluctantly.

"Almost. Dumbledore said, his tone very relaxed.

"Specific...... Wandering the line between life and death, I can neither become a ghost nor be resurrected, like an old man trapped in the soul space, but it is not very difficult, my own need to choose. ”

Van Lin nodded, he remembered the white space he entered when he faked his death, but it was a bit monotonous.

"So, what are you going to do next?"

"You need to get my body back. Dumbledore said, "Otherwise, you'll be exposed when you're buried." ”

"Of course, that's what I'm going to do. Van Lin said, "Can't be discovered by Harry, can you?" ”

"Yes. "Dumbledore was sure that the Death Eaters were evacuating Hogwarts, so don't worry too much, the battle will be over soon." ”

"I need them to pay something, though. This is an explanation to Harry. Van Lin said undeniably.

"So, what's next?"

"Rutherford will come and pick me up. Dumbledore said, "In my mausoleum, leave him a path, of course, which he can do himself, and then he will take me back to the Polar Mausoleum, where I need some time to complete the final step." ”

"The last step? to become the monarch of the undead?"

"I have no choice Van Lin. Dumbledore said, the light flickering, "During this time, I want you to be able to lead the Order of the Phoenix, at least, don't let them do anything stupid, especially Harry......"

"So, Harry must die, right?"

"Yes, there is no other way but that. ”

"I need Marvolo's ring!" Van Lin said suddenly.

"You're going to use the Resurrection Stone?" said Dumbledore.

"Yes, I'm going to do it anyway. "I can't ...... it."

"Of course, I've sent a letter to Mr. Minister of Magic, my ...... Will. Dumbledore said.

"Good!" Van Lin nodded, "In that case......"

Suddenly, a dark shadow flew over Van Lin's head, and it was flying out of the window of the tower.

With the heavy landing life, a bloody aura suddenly spread.

"Somebody comes, I'll do it. Van Lin said quickly, "How am I going to find you?" ”

"I'll show up when you need me, in short, everything needs to be up to you, and as for the rest of the matter, I'll let Rutherford help me do it. ”

Van Lin didn't say anything, the wand was sent forward, and the light belonging to Dumbledore's soul quickly sank into Dumbledore's eyebrows, and in an instant, all the cracked skin returned to its normal appearance, except for some blood stains on the corners of his mouth, Dumbledore seemed to be really asleep.

Van Lin sighed, no matter what, Dumbledore was really dead now.

His heart was a little empty, and for the future, for the first time, Fan Lin felt a little lost.

Dumbledore had always been there, no matter what, someone would always step up and finish it, and now ......

A groan of pain rang out, which surprised Fan Lin a little, the person who had just fallen from the tower was too tenacious.

Van Lin walked over, if it was someone from Hogwarts......

"Fenrir Greyback!" Van Lin's gaze began to grow dangerous.

Hearing someone call him, Fenrir opened his eyes with some difficulty, his bones were broken at least three, and the blood foam at the corner of his mouth proved that he was not in a good state, but the werewolf's body was still supporting Greyback and did not die.

"Flesh and blood...... And Dumbledore......" Fenrir roared under his breath, and suddenly, Van Lin felt that he was a little sad, Fenrir should have escaped, but crashed into his hands......

"You know, I was like killing you a long time ago. Van Lin pointed his wand at him, "I don't know if you like the gift I left you in the underground mall, but now, I think I'll have a better one for you." ”

......

Harry kept chasing after him, and suddenly, something hit him in the back, and he fell forward, his face hitting the ground hard, and both nostrils were bleeding: he rolled over and raised his wand at the same time, knowing that the Death Eater siblings who had taken advantage of the castle shortcut had already caught up......

"Faint!" Prostrate in the dark lawn, Harry tried to hit the Death Eaters, but it was a little too difficult.

Miraculously, Harry's wand worked, knocking one down, and then tripping another Death Eater running away.

Without hesitation, Harry jumped up again and chased after Snape.

The moonlight shone through the dark clouds in the sky, and Harry finally saw Hagrid's massive figure, a yellow-haired Death Eater constantly throwing spells at Hagrid, but Hagrid's strong physique and the hard skin he had inherited from his mother seemed to protect him from harm.

Snape and Malfoy, on the other side, continued to run towards the gate, and once they were out of the gate, they could be apparitioned......

Without hesitation, Harry slipped between Hagrid and his opponent, shouting with his wand aimed at Snape's back.

"Faint!" he missed, red light grazed over Snape's head, and Snape shouted, "Run, Draco!" and turned around.

Twenty yards apart, he and Harry stood face to face, then raised their wands almost simultaneously.

"Drill the heart!" but Snape knocked Harry backwards before he could shout the spell, and Harry rolled over and stood up again, while the hulking Death Eater behind him shouted, "Flame Blast!"

Harry heard a loud explosion, followed by a pulsing orange glow shining on everyone: Hagrid's hut was on fire.

"Tooth is still in there, you demon ......!" Hagrid roared.

"Drill the heart!" Harry shouted again, pointing his wand at his opponent in the glow of the fire, but Snape stopped the spell once more.

Harry saw Snape smile mockingly.

"Don't use those unforgivable spells, Potter!" he shouted amidst the crackling of flames and Hagrid's roar and the barking of the trapped fangs, "you don't have the courage and ability yet—"

"Drill Heart...... Harry shouted the spell with a roar, but Snape blocked the spell once more with an almost lazy wave of his arm.

"Fight back!" Harry yelled at him, "Why don't you fight back......!

"How dare you call me that, Potter?" cried Snape, "your father never dared to attack me, except when it was four against one, and what would you call him, say?"

"Fainted ......"

"It's going to take me a few more spells before you learn to shut your mouth and your heart, Potter!" Snape sneered, stopping the spell once more. "Let's go!" he shouted at the hunky Death Eater behind Harry, "it's time to retreat, before the Ministry of Magic arrives—"

"Faint...... but before Harry could finish the spell, the pain spread to his whole body, and he fell to the grass. He heard someone screaming, he was destined to die in this agony, and Snape was going to torture him to death or become a madman......

"Stop!" Snape roared, the pain disappearing as if it had just appeared out of nowhere, Harry curled up in the dimly lit grass, wand in hand, gasping for breath, Snape's rebuke from somewhere above his head, "Have you forgotten our mission? Potter belongs to the Dark Lord - we're going to keep it alive!

The Death Eaters complied and continued to run towards the gate, and Harry felt the ground tremble as they ran past them. He let out a roar that he couldn't distinguish: at this moment, he had put his life and death on the line.

He struggled to his feet again, staggering almost grombly towards Snape, towards the man he had hated as much as he hated Voldemort.

Harry waved his wand, a move that Harry had repeated at least a few hundred times, but in fact, Harry had never regretted it, so why didn't he practice more?

Where is Van Lin?

It occurred to Harry that maybe he was just delaying for a moment...... And Sirius...... He went after Bella......

Snape flicked his wand to block the spell once more, and Harry was now standing only a few feet away from Snape, but he could finally see Snape's face: his face was no longer mocking, it was one full of anger in the light of the fire. Harry concentrated all his energy and shouted in his head: Blade without a shadow......

"Stop, Potter!" Snape screamed.

With a loud thud, Harry flew backwards and fell to the ground again, this time even his wand was out of his hand. He heard Hagrid's roar and the barking of his teeth, and at the same time Snape walked over and looked down at Harry lying on the ground, without his wand and without protection, just like Dumbledore.

Snape's pale face, illuminated by the burning cabin, was as pale as he had been before he killed Dumbledore......

"How dare you use spells of my own invention against me, Potter? those spells were invented by me—I, half-blood prince! Now you want to cast my spell on me, just like your filthy and shameless father, don't you? I won't let you succeed...... Never!" Harry turned and threw himself at his wand, and Snape fired a spell at his wand, which flew a few feet away and disappeared into the dim meadow.

"Kill me," Harry gasped, he had no fear now, only anger and contempt for Snape, "kill me as you killed him, you coward......"

"Don't ......," Snape screamed, his face suddenly contorted, as if he was suffering as much pain as the barking dogs in the burning house behind him......

"Don't call me a coward!! Snape's wand flicked in the air: Harry felt as if something hot, whip-like had been whipped in the face, and he was knocked to the ground in an instant. Venus was so big in front of him that he could barely breathe for a while.

Suddenly, Harry heard a rapid sound of breaking air whistling over his head.

Then, there was the endless sound of explosions and splinters, like the impact of metal between metals, dense...... It's terrifying.

Harry vaguely felt something cold fall on his face, cold, like snow, or, crushed ice?

Something suddenly occurred to Harry, and he struggled, trying to get up from the ground.

He can also fight, as long as he finds his glasses and wand.

"Don't worry, Harry!" Suddenly, Harry felt someone pull him up from the ground, "Grab your wand, it's going to be your life, Harry, don't let it get too far away from you." ”