No one expected that it would be Harry Potter who would end up beating Voldemort away.

Although he has long been saddled with prestige.

However, it is still too difficult to believe that a fourteen-year-old Hogwarts wizard defeats the most powerful dark wizard in the world.

But the truth is, Harry chased Voldemort away.

At least in the eyes of the little wizard!

"Mom~"

However, as a client, Harry was not happy to defeat Voldemort.

There was a deep sadness on his face, and although the scar on his head was no longer painful, the scar on his heart was ruthlessly torn open.

Blood flowed everywhere.

Also on Harry's face was Sirius.

The sadness on his face was even richer than Harry's.

And while they are immersed in the grief of being reunited with the most important person in their lives and then separated, the battle is not over.

After the bridge was broken, there were still patches of Death Eaters.

Professor Dumbledore and Grindelwald looked at each other, and each could see what the other meant.

The two of them then walked out of the courtyard together and began to purge the foolish idiots who dared to attack Hogwarts.

In this battle, three professors also joined in.

And with Grindelwald's presence, Wenda finally stopped paddling.

She began to draw her wand.

Killed several Death Eaters in a near-crushing manner.

Such strength made Dumbledore's eyelids jump.

He had more or less some predictions of Wenda's true strength in his heart, but in the end, she was far beyond the guess in his heart.

It seems that most of the news dug up from the head of his vice president is true.

They are indeed cultivating Wenda in the direction of the third generation of the Dark Lord.

At least for now, it seems that she has the strength.

If she can regain those scattered followers of Grindelwald, it doesn't seem so difficult to form a force against the Federation.

And in the face of Wenda, who is like a sharp blade.

Grindelwald didn't react, even though the woman had more or less threatened his position, he still didn't have any ugly expression.

"What's going on?"

"Where's the Dark Lord!"

"Look, that's—it looks like Grindelwald!"

The dazed Death Eaters finally came to their senses.

Because they were so far away from the doorway, most of them didn't see what was going on inside.

They could only judge from the distant sound of Voldemort coming from inside whether their master had won or not.

But now—Dumbledore had time to run and destroy them.

That proves that—

"The Dark Lord is defeated?"

"Shut up!" Hearing this, dressed in a black robe, Bella reprimanded loudly: "Master, he won't fail!" No! ”

It was as if she was convincing herself.

Constantly muttering, "No, no!" ”

"But he's already failed once." Someone else said embarrassedly.

"Defeat to that Harry Potter."

"That kid must have someone Dumbledore's protective charm, or some other powerful spell, and the Dark Lord doesn't know about it."

"But—what shall we do? Dumbledore is here! ”

The Death Eaters all had dry throats.

They can't be afraid in their hearts. His eyes were staring at the figure that was getting closer and closer.

In the face of Dumbledore, who was menacing and full of anger in his heart, all the Death Eaters knew that they probably wanted pills.

If they don't escape, then next year today, mistletoe will grow on their graves.

With that, the rest of the Death Eaters all looked at each other and had their own thoughts.

Then, in addition to Voldemort's die-hard loyalists like Bella, who are still struggling.

The rest of the Death Eaters began to flee frantically down the mountain.

Faster!

Faster!

Everyone's hearts were crying out - as long as they could get away from Hogwarts Castle, if they could escape to the other side of the forest, they would live.

A strong desire to survive allows them to squeeze out the last potential in their bodies.

Never underestimate anyone who survives.

In just a few seconds, several black smoke clouds rose into the sky above the ground.

That's the Death Eaters who want to apparate.

"It's all petrified!"

"Broken bones!"

"Arvada~"

The professors and Grindelwald each flicked their wands.

The Death Eaters in the high heavens, some of the unlucky ones were shot down, and the more unlucky ones were killed directly.

But there were still some successful escapes.

As for Dumbledore.

He has no intention of clowning the beam-jumping clowns.

Instead, he walked directly in the direction of Hogsmeade Village.

———— was where the Death Eaters and another group of rebels first took it.

Just like hundreds of years ago, when the Elven Rebellion tried to attack Hogwarts, it also chose Hogsmeade Village as a forward base.

hours ago.

Several Hogwarts professors have arrived in Hogsmeade to assist the local wizards and Aurors in their defense.

But—

Everyone saw the flash of the spell that soared into the sky, and the green mist that represented death.

Dumbledore was not sure if there was still resistance there.

After all, even the Minister of Magic is dead.

"Harry!!

After the crisis was lifted.

The little wizards in the auditorium poured out all their heads.

They chanted!

Especially the little wizards of Gryffindor.

George and Fred lifted Harry straight up.

Throw it high, catch it again, throw it up again.

The lively atmosphere was even more lively than when they won the Quidditch Cup.

"Harry! Harry! Harry! ”

The little wizards shouted.

Several senior girls in the front row couldn't help but stretch out their hands and touch Harry's body for a while, as if they wanted to touch the breath of the hero who had defeated Voldemort.

Harry, who was still a little sad, was touched by this pass.

His face immediately turned red.

He begged the twins to let him go.

And this 'cute' scene naturally attracted those girls to be even more 'unscrupulous'.

The savior of the third grade, his face can be tender and watery

No wonder the young ladies can't hold it.

One by one, their eyes lit up, and they wished they could eat Harry clean.

Until—"Get the hell out of me!! ”

Ginny yelled with a cold face.

Then Hermione, Ron, and Neville squeezed in.

Keep all the buzzing bees out of their enclosure.

"Owen ~~~" Hannah was the first to rush in front of Owen.

Compare the team that greeted Harry.

He was greeted by much less.

Except for the Hufflepuff trio.

Only Luna followed.

"Where did you go?" She stood erect in front of Owen, panting, holding her waist with both hands, I don't know if she was angry with him. It was still those two steps just now that made her tired.

"Me?" Owen turned around casually and looked at Harry enviously, this kid is not shallow!

Then he said very casually: "Take a turn in the Forbidden Forest!" ”

"Forbidden Forest!" Hannah's eyes widened, "At this time? ”

"You made it out alive." Then Justin spoke, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, where the light of the fire dispelled the darkness, and even now, he could still see a touch of orange light, hanging in the sky, "Look at that! ”

"Hmmm! Look at it! ”

"The Forbidden Forest is definitely more dangerous than here." He said.

"The red light over there has stained the sky red, and I don't know if it's the masterpiece of a powerful wizard." Justin said with some envy.

Even if they knew with their eyes, the light of the fire was at least a few miles away, so what kind of spell could cause such a huge movement?

You can use the spell as a paintbrush and fill in the black base with a touch of red!

"Hehe- that's definitely a handsome, handsome, jade-tree-like wizard, powerful, invincible, and compassionate, I know, that's me, haha!" Owen boasted about it, but unfortunately he was greeted by two pairs of white eyes.

Neither Hannah nor Justin believed what he said.

"By the way, have you seen Minister of Magic Fudge? Connery Fudge. After laughing, Owen hurriedly asked about business.

After all, it's almost midnight.

Fudge wouldn't be able to handle that little thing!

"Just the magic high-level that you sneaked up on before~~~"

"Fudge is dead!" At this time, Ron Hermione and the others finally got rid of the fanatical Gryffindors, who were stopped by the Twins and Percy, and Harry finally squeezed out of the crowd.

"That's right, Fudge must be dead." Ron nodded in agreement, "The mystery man pretended to be Barty Crouch, and he said that Fudge was killed by the Death Eaters. ”

"What?" Owen looked at him with some incredulity, "Fudge is dead?" ”

"But."

However, the closed loop of time

How could he die?

If he dies, who gives him the time turner?

If he doesn't get the time turner, then there is a problem with the logic of time.

Playing with time is no joke, just like the poor witch in history, he is likely to be swallowed up by time directly, and the whole person will disappear, including those who are familiar with him, everything, traces of his existence, other people's memories, and even the fate of many people will change immeasurably!

In short, it would be a huge disaster!

"Merlin's beard!"

Owen exclaimed.

Well, this time he was a little scared.

He, Owen Sanchez, was never afraid of death, but he didn't want to disappear meaninglessly.

If all traces of him were erased by time, what was the point of him traveling?

Doesn't this mean that Ye Bai is here?

"Where did he die, and where did the corpse?"

After all, it was Voldemort's words, and Owen still had a hint of luck.

"I don't know." Hermione shook her head.

Then the arm lifted and pointed to a pink toad in the pile of rubble in the distance.

"But you can ask her, if she's not dead!"

"She?" Owen looked in the direction of Hermione's finger and spotted Umbridge.

He hurried over.

Wave your wand and remove all the rubble from her body.

Outwardly, this pink toad was not badly injured.

The only visible wound was a scratch on the forehead.

"Hey! Don't sleep, wake up! "In the face of this pink toad, as long as anyone has seen Harry Potter, no one will have a good impression of her, even if it is a story that writes dark fanfiction and the protagonist stands on the opposite side of Dumbledore, this woman will not end well.

In this world, Umriko is a strange man.

Because she did it, whether it was Deng Hei, Deng Bai, or not black or white, everyone hated her.

How can we say that it can be done to this extent?

You need a little talent, too!

Of course, as the purity of black, the nature of black, and the colorful Owen of black, he also has no good feelings for Umbridge.

Therefore, he directly grabbed her collar with a disgusted face, and with the other hand, he went up and slapped her a few times.

The sound of "pop~" spread far and wide.

"Owen~" Hermione was startled.

She quickly grabbed Owen's hand and stopped him from continuing to give the woman's favorite big mouth.

"You're crazy, she's a high-ranking member of the Ministry of Magic no matter what she says."

"If you do this to her, you'll be arrested."

"Hehe~ young man." Owen glanced back at Hermione, then said lightly, "You're still too young." ”

He continued in an old-fashioned tone: "After two years, you will envy me. ”

"Envy that I slapped her tonight, not yourself!"

"Huh? Why should I envy you? ”

Hermione was confused.

But I didn't wait for her to ask carefully.

I heard a whimpering moan.

"Who are you~~~?" Umbridge woke up slowly, her eyes wide open in a daze, her dusty face dazed and numb.

At first glance, it is in an out-of-body experience.

Owen has seen a lot of things like this.

Every time I go to Professor Binns's History of Magic, most of the young wizards have this expression.

Including Owen himself.

"My father!" Owen said mercilessly, then waved his wand, "The spring is flowing." ”

A water ball appeared out of thin air at the tip of his wand.

Then, with a flick, he threw the water balloon directly into Umbridge's face.

In winter, it is more than minus 20 degrees.

A snowy night.

Umbridge, who was poured with cold water, instantly sobered up.

She shivered, her eyes gradually changed from confusion to resentment, and before she could open her mouth for angry words, Owen held his wand and slammed her face and said viciously, "Too many people have died tonight." ”

"I don't think the Ministry of Magic will say anything if there is one more."

"Y-your-what do you want to do!" Umbridge shuddered, her mouth trembled, and her tongue could not be straightened, causing her to speak in fits and starts, and her mouth could not be articulated.

Her resentful eyes flashed with deep fear.

She remembered the man she had just said by name.

That terrible, murderous monster was right next to her.

She went with Voldemort to Hogwarts!

"Is Fudge still alive?" Owen was the first to ask.

"Fudge? He- he died, I saw with my own eyes, he was hit by a killing curse. Yes—it was a Death Eater in a black robe, and I saw the Dark Devil emblem on his bare outer arm, but I didn't see his face! ”

"Stop! I had no interest in who killed Fudge, after all, it was one of the few good things the Death Eater had done. Owen waved his hand and continued, "Where is his body?" Did he take something from the Department of Mysteries? ”

"This" Umbridge hesitated.

After all, Owen's question is a secret of the Ministry of Magic.

She shouldn't have told a little wizard about these things.

But—

After seeing Owen's demonic gray eyes, she said decisively and intermittently, "Probably - maybe Kingsley took that thing, and in my panic, I - saw that Kingsley had found something on Fudge's body." ”

"What about the Kingsleys?"

"Still in Hogsmeade."

"Good!" With that, Owen gave her a smiling look.

Immediately, he threw a stun spell, which directly stunned this annoying disgusting woman.

Then, with the exclamations of the young wizards, he ran alone in the direction of Hogsmeade Village.

"Owen !!" Hermione: They shouted his name.

After all, Hogsmeade isn't safe over there.

Standing outside the courtyard, you can still see the flickering magic light of the fierce battle in the distance!

Some of them are green, but not so friendly.

Unfortunately, this did not give Owen any substantial pause in his footsteps.

It's even faster.

At the foot of the mountain, the professors had little energy to watch over the young wizards.

Dumbledore had long since disappeared halfway up the mountain.

As for Owen's dear grandfather.

After repelling several Death Eaters, he came to Venda.

Looking at the figure with silver hair and eyes full of tiredness and fatigue, but still tall and majestic, Wenda's face showed an inseparable concern.

"You need to rest, you don't need to save the world alone." She said.

"There are too many incompetents, except for me in this world, only Albus has the strength to face that thing, but he shouldn't be involved, he still has his own affairs." Grindelwald took a deep breath and said flatly.

His face was tired, but his tone was still haughty

So proud, so powerful, so confident!

Even if it's the twilight of life.

He's still roaring at the sunset!

"I don't have the ability—"

"No, you've done well enough." Grindelwald interrupted her and continued, "Even far beyond my expectations, those children you are looking for are very talented, and they will become the backbone of this world. ”

"But it's just the backbone! I hope they have someone who can really help you. ”

"You've found one, haven't you?" Grindelwald suddenly whispered.

He and Wenda grew farther and farther away from Hogwarts.

Under Professor McGonagall's cautious watch, they drifted away and walked in the direction of the screaming shack.

"That's a monster, only I know what he is." Wenda continued to reiterate her point.

Her cold face was covered with frost, and her eyes were full of determination.

The red lips opened slightly, and he continued: "His soul. You know that alchemy can't create souls, how did he appear, don't you understand? ”

"I know~"

On the snow, there was a creaking sound.

It's far from Hogwarts.

It's all forest and darkness.

The only visible light was the aftermath of the battle projected by the village of Hogsmeade in the distance.

Heavy snow, like the hair of a unicorn in the sky.

Pieces fell, turning the filthy earth pure again.

"I've watched him for so many years, and if I can't even see this, then there's nothing else to follow." A grim voice came out of Grindelwald's mouth.

"However, at that time, our vision was too narrow to see the future clearly, but now it is different."

"Now?" Wenda's eyes flashed with light, "You see the future?" ”

Grindelwald is known to be a great prophet in addition to his outstanding talent for magic.

He prophesied the Second World War for Muggles and took advantage of them.

This is one of the important reasons why the Neumungard power was able to sweep through Europe so quickly.

The German steel crossstream helped them.

Newmengard has always been able to stay ahead of the Federation in everything, and can continue to grow under the joint encirclement and suppression of the Aurors of several countries, relying on Grindelwald's prophetic ability.

Now, did he see anything again?

"No~" rarely, a trace of entanglement flashed in Grindelwald's expression.

This is a sign of his lack of faith.

As strong as he was, he didn't panic even when he was fighting Dumbledore at the pinnacle.

Even if he might have guessed that he would lose in the end, he still had absolute confidence in the duel.

In addition to being confident in your own strength.

He knew that neither Dumbledore nor he would kill each other.

They - love never goes away.

"It's just my gut feeling." He stopped.

"A belief."

"Faith?"

"Trust me, stop attacking him, that kid will be the key." Grindelwald said leisurely, his face covered with traces of time was engraved with the absolute confidence of a strong man.

Rarely, there was a hint of tenderness in his heterochromatic pupils.

He has known Wenda for nearly seventy years.

The relationship between them has long surpassed the vulgar love, friendship and the like in the world, and the foundationless castle built with cheap materials.

In the past 70 years, they have supported each other, interdepended on each other, and walked through the troughs and highs of each other.

If you have to evaluate his relationship with her.

Then Grindelwald, the man who was so proud that he couldn't look down on all the wizards in the entire wizarding world (except Dumbledore).

Willing to call her his own family.

Yes, family.

It's not a sister.,It's not any family affection that has been called.。

It's the simplest, the purest - family.

"So, are you still willing to believe me?" The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Hands hanging down at the waist.

The posture is upright, just like the first time they met.

Suddenly, Wenda smiled.

Like a blooming French rose.

Warm and loving.

She stood in front of the man, responding to his gaze, her tone equally firm.

"Always~" (as always)

——————

On the other side, Owen was non-stop.

He'd never run so madly before.

He didn't want to be swallowed up by time.

Finally, when he almost threw up his heart.

Finally in front of Hogsmeade.

"Ah~~ Whew! Wada~~ Whoo!! ”

"Nima - wait ~ wait ~ "

Owen bent over, his legs half-squatting, his hands on his thighs, panting heavily.

Although a roadblock suddenly popped up in front of him.

But he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth and recite the incantation.

"Huh? Delicious little kids at Hogwarts? ”

It was a ragged, fierce-looking man who spoke.

The man had long limbs, gray hair, and a messy beard.

His beard is knotted with the hair on his sideburns.

A ragged black robe clung uncomfortably to his body, and long, sharp yellow nails were left on his dry, dull, dirty fingers.

(End of chapter)