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    Section 1: In a dilapidated house, the fire in the fireplace gave off a dim light, illuminating the dirty room. The crackling sound of burning wood was particularly clear in the quiet room.  There was an old gray sofa in front of the fireplace, and a short man stood beside it, looking timid. He was wearing a black cloak, and his head was mostly bald, which made him look a little funny.  Opposite him stood a lame old man. He looked at the person in front of him nervously, and his hand holding the cane was clenched tightly.  "Did you hear everything, Muggle?" A cold voice came from the sofa, hoarse and deep, making the old man tremble.  "What did you call me?" the old man said forcefully, but the slight trembling in his words betrayed him.  "I call you a Muggle," the voice said coldly, "which means you are not a wizard." "I don't know what you mean by wizard." The old man said, looking at the sofa in front of the fireplace, the flames  Beating, dim light reflected in his eyes, "I only know that what I heard tonight is enough to arouse the interest of the police. You have killed people, and you are still planning to kill more people!" "Hmph.  Humph" The person on the sofa laughed coldly, but there was no trace of a smile. "It's really ironic. I never thought that one day, I would be threatened by someone. The Dark Lord¡ª¡ª  "Threatened by an old Muggle!" "Master, please calm down, please calm down" the short man shrank and said, looking very scared.  "Angry, haha." The voice on the sofa became calmer, "No, Wormtail, I am not angry about this. Although I have lost my power, I am not so depressed that I will be angry because of the disrespect of an ant.  " "You called me an ant, right?" the old man said with some disdain, "Well, what about you, the so-called Dark Lord, why don't you turn your face and look at me like a man? " "Interesting, since you are?  I hope so, then I will fulfill your wish." With his words, the sofa slowly rotated on its own.  The crutch in the old man's hand fell to the ground, making a muffled sound. He saw what was sitting on the sofa. He wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound, so he shivered and backed away.  The scarlet eyes stared at the person in front of him, reflecting the old man's face that was twisted with fear.  "Oh, God." The old man murmured. His legs and feet were not flexible. He fell to the ground in panic. He supported himself with his arms and shrank back.  A dazzling green light flashed, and the old man lay down on the ground. The light in his eyes had long since dissipated and turned cloudy.  "I am not God." The scarlet eyes showed coldness and arrogance, "I am Voldemort."  Section 2 Harry opened his eyes suddenly, and the killing in the unknown room pulled him out of meditation.  Waking up with a start, he glanced around and found that he was still in the magic circle planted in the forest. The surroundings were still dark, but there was a faint green light on the horizon.  He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.  "What happened?" A cold and deep voice came, startling Harry. He looked up and saw that opposite him, a black flame was burning in the darkness, and a pair of golden sword eyes were watching.  He, this made Harry realize that it was Sauron on the other side who was speaking.  "I just, uh, saw Voldemort." Harry hesitated, trying to formulate words to explain what happened, "While I was meditating, I saw, as if I was there, in an old house, Voldemort  "And Wormtail, they killed an old man." "Oh?" Sauron responded, "You mean you saw what you said during your meditation." Harry nodded and asked nervously.  Sauron: "What does this mean?" "This means," Sauron said, "We are pressed for time." Harry thought about what Sauron meant and took it for granted that he was referring to Voldemort's return. He hesitated.  After a moment, "I want to know, what makes Voldemort so powerful?" "I am happy that you can ask this question, Harry." Sauron said, he pondered for a moment, "You start to think about this question, which means that you  I'm starting to understand the higher power, but I want to know what you think first." "Greed and ambition." Harry hesitated, "Maybe there is extraordinary intelligence and hard work."  He immediately replied, looking at Harry with his golden eyes. After a while, he said quietly, "Part of it is right, but it's too shallow." Sauron stood up, and the magic fluctuations around him suddenly became violent. He used his wand to  Pointing at Harry, "Fight me seriously, maybe this can help you find the answer."  Harry didn't quite understand Sauron's words, but he stood up and held the wand.  "Be careful, Harry, this time it's not a joke." Sauron said coldly, and at the same time, the originally turbulent magic suddenly calmed down.  Harry narrowed his eyes and stared at Sauron closely. After a month of brutal training, Harry had a vague feeling that the power Sauron was going to use at this moment was far more terrifying than what he had shown in previous training.  The black flame is burning, with no overflowing magic power and no terrifying pressure, but it exists in this world as eternally as eternity, seeming to drag everything around it into endless darkness.  Faintly, Harry felt pain, and a strong sense of unreality surrounded him, just like when he first faced Sauron's power, he seemed to be separated from the world.  Harry knew what he had to do. He tried to stabilize his mind with meditation, which worked to a certain extent. He raised his wand and shouted: "Expelliarmus." The bright red spell came from Harry's  The wand shot out. It was not just an illusion or something else. Harry felt that the spell was more powerful than he expected, but unfortunately, the spell disappeared as soon as it touched Sauron's black flame.  Harry was not surprised, but the painful feeling became stronger. Harry realized that this might also be some kind of magic attack, so he said: "Armor protection." A magic barrier appeared around Harry, but it was very short.  Soon Harry realized that the Guardian Spell had no effect, and he felt even more uncomfortable. It was this power that invaded his heart.  Inexplicably, he felt angry, as if someone had lit a fire in his heart. This hatred became more and more fierce, making Harry almost crazy. Scenes of scenes were tumbling in Harry's mind: facing Malfoy's  Taunting; facing Voldemort in the basement; learning that Peter betrayed his parents; seeing Wormtail running away and being helpless; seeing the dementors surrounding himself, Hermione and Sirius, and he was helpless.  It was as if there were countless voices whispering in Harry's ears, encouraging the hatred and desire to kill deep in his heart, which made Harry confused and painful.  "Ah!" Harry shouted loudly. At the same time, his magic began to become restless, and invisible power spread from his body, causing the black flames around him to beat.  Harry felt like he was going crazy. He covered his head hard and tried his best to protect his last shred of sanity. He forced himself to concentrate and resist the power that constantly invaded his heart. Faintly, he felt something  The power originating from the depths of his soul was awakening, as if it was a ray of light in the endless darkness. That power made him feel peaceful and courageous. Like instinct, Harry raised his wand and said, "Calling God for protection!" Dazzling blazing white  Light spurted out from the tip of Harry's wand, dispelling the surrounding darkness. A stag with white flames burning all over stood in front of Harry, majestic and majestic.  The white light shone on Sauron, causing him to feel a sharp burning pain. The black flames around him suddenly became dense, protecting him within them.  The white blazing flames and the black flames competed against each other, seeming to divide the entire world into two parts: light and darkness.  Harry got rid of the hatred and murderous desire and regained his consciousness. He stood there, staring at the Patronus with white flames burning around him, feeling the powerful magic fluctuations, and then looked at his hands.  , seemed unable to believe it.  "That's your power." Sauron's deep voice came, pulling Harry out of his thoughts. He looked at Harry, "That's the power that comes from your heart, unique." "Justice, redemption." Harry  Whispering, then, he raised his head and looked at Sauron, "This is the origin." Sauron did not confirm or deny, he just said calmly: "This is your heart." Harry did not make a sound, quietly  Thinking about something, both of them were silent for a moment.  Outside the magic circle, Fleur had already been awakened by the strong magic fluctuations. She ran out of the tent in her pajamas and saw the mirror image of light and darkness in the magic circle, anxious and worried.  Ever since Sauron entered the magic circle, she had a vague sense of fear, as if she would lose something. As time went by, this feeling became stronger and stronger.  She hesitated for a moment, then ran towards the magic circle decisively.  "Miss, wait." Bono appeared at some point, and it stopped the girl, "You can't go out." Fleur ignored it, walked around it and continued to move forward. At this time, she saw an old man suddenly appeared in front of her.  Not far away.  He looked at her gently and said, "You should listen to it. At least, it's not easy to get over it now." The girl looked at the old man for a moment, and then said uncertainly: "You are Dumbledore." The old man smiled.  He smiled and said, "Yes, I am Dumbledore. I think you must be Miss Fleur Delacour,"Needless to say, Sauron is very lucky.  "The girl smiled, but soon became worried again. She looked at the magic circle over there and asked with some worry: "Are they okay?  " Dumbledore shrugged and comforted her and said: "At least it seems that there is nothing wrong with them now.  "Then, he walked quickly towards the magic circle. "You're here.  Sauron looked at Dumbledore and said, not surprised, his voice was low and booming, "It's really fast."  " Harry was surprised. He looked at Dumbledore and said, "Professor, why are you here.  " "Hello, Harry, you look very nice.  "Dumbledore said with a smile, his blue eyes looking at Harry's patron saint through his glasses, and then at Sauron who was hidden in the black flames. Finally, he looked at Harry, "As for what I'm here for.  Purpose, I'm here to take you home.  "    "go home?  Harry said softly. He patted the Patronus who stood back beside him, causing it to turn into a ball of flame and dissipate. He looked at Sauron opposite, "Is it over?"  "    "Um.  Sauron responded, and then said to Dumbledore, "Take them away and go back to the old house on Oak Road."  " Harry was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He looked at Sauron, "What about you? Are you not with us?  " "I have other things to do.  " Sauron didn't say much. Harry was not satisfied with Sauron's words and wanted to say more, but Dumbledore patted his shoulder and motioned Harry to leave with him. The sky was getting brighter, the morning light was faint, and the surroundings  Things became clear, and when he walked out of the magic circle, Harry was surprised to find that the surroundings had changed so much - they arrived here at the beginning of the summer vacation, and the deep forest in midsummer was full of lush green, and now, just one month later,  On the moon, the surrounding forest seemed to have entered the cold winter, with only dry branches and yellow grass in sight, as if all life had been sucked out. But when he walked towards the tent, he found that only a piece of grass here was still green, and the forest was still green.  The surrounding yellow color is in sharp contrast. ¡°This is what Sauron did, right?  "Harry asked softly. Dumbledore nodded. He looked at Harry, "He has paid a lot for this and has shouldered a lot.  " Harry nodded, then stopped. He thought for a moment, turned around and shouted in the direction of Sauron: "Solon, what makes you strong?  " Dumbledore stood aside, looked at Harry, and then looked in the direction of Sauron, with a complicated look on his face, but did not speak. Sauron did not answer. For a moment, in this lifeless forest, people felt  An oppressive silence enveloped everyone. Harry narrowed his eyes. He took a deep look at the magic circle, then firmly turned and walked toward the camp. Outside the tent, Fleur quickly came up to him. She looked at Deng.  Bullido and Harry asked nervously: "Where is Sauron?"  " "He's fine.  "Dumbledore said calmly, his deep eyes behind his glasses revealed an elusive meaning, "Now, it's time for us to go.  " "No, I want to stay!  Fleur said loudly, "He promised me that I would be with him."  " "He will not break his promise.  "Dumbledore said, his tone gentle, but also with a hint of resistance, "But now, you shouldn't stay, and Sauron doesn't want you to stay.  " Fleur looked at Dumbledore angrily and then at Harry. Harry was silent and avoided her eyes. Dumbledore waved his wand, and the tent was automatically closed. After a while, only a few were left in the camp.  After packing the suitcase, Dumbledore nodded to the elf, Bono bowed slightly, and disappeared with the luggage. Fleur was still looking in the direction of the magic circle, but she could only see a rising black flame.  Inexplicably, a faint pain spread in the girl's heart, and tears fell silently from her eyes. Dumbledore sighed slightly. He grabbed Harry's arm with one hand and supported it with the other.  A kind of power spread from the girl's shoulders, making the girl and Harry feel calm and peaceful. "Believe in Sauron, he will not fail.  "Dumbledore said slowly, with reassuring calmness, "Let's go.  " As if a breeze blew by, the three people in the camp disappeared silently. Being in the magic circle, feeling the departure of the three people, Sauron's heart calmed down. " What makes me strong.  Sauron whispered. He could feel that the cursed fire was igniting the last trace of his flesh. He raised his hand and clenched it hard. The flames around him became excited and began to gather crazily towards Sauron. "Hehehe -  -Ha ha ha ha¡­¡­!  Sauron laughed wildly, and the surging power distorted the surrounding space. When this violent power reached the extreme, a pair of giant wings made of black flames flew on Sauron's back.??expanded violently.  Sauron flapped his wings, as if stirring up a storm, and the wanton energy spread, turning everything around him into ashes.  "Hatred is my strength, killing is my weapon. In this world full of pain and disaster, I am immortal!" Sauron turned into a ball of flame, rising high into the sky. For a moment, darkness seemed to  It enveloped the heaven and the earth, and then dissipated, leaving only the cold sound roaring and echoing between the heaven and the earth for a long time.
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