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Hogwarts motto: Leave the sleeping dragon alone
After all, in this cruel war, Draco thought he could always be by Harry's side, building the last layer of security fortress to protect him, but the situation changed so quickly. When it happened, it was just a blink of an eye, but Draco felt as if he was looking through a full-lens telescope and saw the breathtaking scene over there at a speed dozens of times slower.
A dozen rays of white light that were so bright that they were almost blinding were spit out from the bone-like wand, and they collided head-on with almost the same number of red light spells that were densely packed like a net - exploded - burst - and finally slowed down. Slowly dissipating in the air
But just after that dazzling explosion, there was a "fish that slipped through the net" and narrowly missed so many red lights
It was speeding and almost hit someone who was flying from the side. It missed, but its route was slightly deflected. By coincidence, it once again escaped a red magic light that was bound to hit;
It is still moving forward steadily,
Then, he passed through a large number of tile fragments that fell from the ceiling, and was fatefully unscathed;
Finally, he disappeared into the middle of a silver beard.
Draco's heartbeat stopped at this moment.
The powerful spell that turned white finally disappeared, but Dumbledore's body was knocked back, soared, rolled over, and flew backwards, flying a full distance of seven or eight feet, and was finally caught by a smooth stick held by two people. The marble pillar stopped, and it hit the ground with a huge thud - silently.
At that moment, Draco even felt that the air in the entire hall had solidified.
Draco had no time to observe whether Dumbledore was alive or dead, no time to consider how great a debilitating impact Dumbledore's defeat would have on his own morale, and no time to calculate how the balance of strength between the two sides would change dramatically. Change, he only saw the corners of the Dark Lord's smiling mouth, and his father, who was standing not far from him, fighting with four Death Eaters!
The Dark Lord¡¯s next possible target¡ª¡ª
¡ª¡ªNo, never!
Draco shook Harry's hand hard, and at the same time, like a small fish, he slid out of the invisibility cloak silently and cast a powerful spell.
Draco was right. The moment Dumbledore slipped softly from the marble pillar, the morale of both sides changed drastically. No one could deny that Dumbledore existed like a mountain. His power, His wisdom, experience and firm will are like a lighthouse on the sea, always representing light and hope. But now the mountain collapsed and the lighthouse went out - an invisible psychological blow during a crucial battle. , triggering the collapse of faith. Such a defeat will be a disaster of thousands of miles and annihilation!
This is how things should change.
It should, but it doesn¡¯t!
Because at this moment that suffocated everyone, before any subversive feelings of failure dispersed, everyone also saw a platinum boy appearing out of thin air and pointing his wand at Voldemort - unyielding, determined, never give up!
People don't seem to know how all this happened, but it happened like this. A minor wizard stood in Dumbledore's original position, shouldering the burden of resisting Voldemort, and carrying it beautifully - a series of magic spells The light came out one after another from the unicorn-haired wand, which was so domineering and fierce that it forced the Dark Lord to take five steps back, and was so suppressed that he was almost unable to fight back.
In this short breath, the Phoenix experienced Nirvana and was reborn, and then became even stronger!
The battle became twice as fierce in the next second. Although Dumbledore fell under the marble pillar, the morale of the Order of the Phoenix seemed to have become a bombed volcano - hot, rolling, roaring and erupting - which made the Death Eaters For a moment, there was almost no power to fight back.
But Draco's opponent, after taking five steps back in a row, easily regained stability from the situation of defeat - the strength of both sides has not yet reached the same level, and Voldemort admitted that he was really careless just now.
Of course, now that he could see Draco clearly, he looked even more surprised, "A¡ªSlytherin?"
Draco was still wearing his student wizard robes, which also had Slytherin's Order of Prefects on them. Voldemort looked at the face that was very similar to Lucius, and narrowed his eyes, with an expression of obvious disgust and hatred, "A Malfoy? Could it be that Malfoy has also abandoned the dignity of pure blood and is fighting with Mudbloods and Muggles?" , non-human creatures mixed together and resigned themselves to depravity?¡±
"What a joke, I dare not admit that I am of mixed blood origin! It has tarnished the name of Salazar and trampled on the name of Salazar."?Salazar Slytherin personally designated the heir to Hogwarts, the Dark Lord who absorbed the power of Ravenclaw's diadem and was resurrected. How could he possibly want to harm him?
The only person the Dark Lord can kill is himself.
Tom Riddle, the situation is over.
The confrontation between the enemy and ourselves, silence, brewing, and wandering footsteps, like a tight string
Sudden!
The two people who were destined to be enemies moved their wrists almost at the same time, breaking the stagnation.
"[Avatar Kedawala¡ª¡ª]" The murderous intent of the Dark Lord spread out.
¡°[Expelliarmus¡ª]¡± Harry was as firm as a mountain.
The wand chooses the wizard;
The magic wand always respects the strong.
At this moment, Harry suddenly understood what a powerful fortune the white-bearded principal who always smiled had left him. The principal would rather confront the most powerful dark wizard in history with a wand that he no longer had. Let Harry lose any chance of victory!
Five years ago, the principal once said to him: It was mother's love that helped you defeat Voldemort.
But Harry wants to say now: The love I have is far more than what my mother left me!
The Elder Wand rotates in the air, and the green light of death streaks across the golden ceiling, speeds, and finally disappears
Those crimson eyes have lost their luster forever.
When the Dark Lord finally fell from the lofty throne of the king who had the power of life and death, he was just Tom Riddle, a once excellent wizard who had been burdened with the hatred and bigotry of his family and had never learned anything. Orphan of love.
He once tried to create a myth that belonged to the glory of wizards, but he forgot that since the wizarding world began thousands of years ago, there has been no king or god, only the path chosen by oneself.
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The day after the battle, the front page of the Daily Prophet
"He's back, he's dead!" ]
But in the end, the news picture that took up half of the front page was not the death picture of 'that person', nor the press conference picture of Minister Fudge stepping down in embarrassment, but the picture of two sixteen-year-old Slytherin boys in a sweet embrace. Kiss, the background is the shabby post-war Golden Hall of the Ministry of Magic. One of them has brilliant short platinum hair, and the other has a pair of beautiful big emerald eyes.
For the first time, the Daily Prophet used Muggle image processing methods, and the image was permanently fixed on the pair of green eyes full of surprise, confusion, obvious shyness, and faint excitement.
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