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Yi Huan leaned his body against the stone wall, and by the way, he cast an invisibility charm, and through the cracks in the castle, he could vaguely see Harry and Voldemort fighting happily in the Owl Tower.

Voldemort spread his clothes, and the strips of cloth writhed in the air, like a giant tentacle, and tightly strangled Harry, and his eyelids jumped, as if the villains had this form.

He suddenly thought of the great octopus in the Black Lagoon at Hogwarts, and he didn't know how it compares to the one in the Lord of the Rings.

Yi Huan began to think further and further, but Harry and Voldemort were already in the middle of the field, and the haughty sun was shining with the light of life, and two people whose fates were closely intertwined were about to start a fateful showdown......

Harry didn't have time to deal with the blood on his face, and Voldemort on the other side had already raised his wand, so Harry had to use the last bit of strength in his body to fight back.

The legendary Elder Wand against the ordinary Wand, and the undead Dark Lord against the Savior.

I wonder if killing Harry will be repulsed by the protagonist's aura, maybe Harry can't be killed at all? Yi Huan adjusted his feelings.

A huge beam of light formed in the middle of the field, and the two spells scattered brilliant light and converged, and the convergence burst out with enchanting magical fireworks, one green for death and one for the red light of hope

After all, ginger is still old and spicy, even if Voldemort did not take ownership of the Elder Wand, but his strength is still stronger than Harry, the scale of victory slowly tilts like him, and Avada's green light is almost against Harry's face.

But the savior could not be defeated, and just when Harry could not resist it, Ron and Hermione killed Voldemort's python in time.

With Voldemort's painful roar, the last of the soul pieces was destroyed, and while he was weak, a force surged from Harry's body, sending the final spell into his body.

The Elder Wand flew out of Voldemort's hand, slicing a perfect arc through the air, slowly flying towards Harry.

The victory of the savior represents his chance, Yi Huan squinted his eyes, and now he jumped out with a laugh or shouted to take his life, just kidding.

Yi Huan doesn't feel like an idiot villain, "Avada asks for his life!" He didn't make any more movements, he appeared sideways, stretched out his wand, and the spell appeared.

The green light suddenly exploded on Harry's body, time seemed to stand still, both sides seemed to be in slow motion, Harry's eyes widened, and Yi Huan could even see in his eyes that he had changed from joy and joy to surprise, unbelievable, but there was still a hint of relief.

The black pupils lost their lustre, and Harry's body fell heavily on the ground of Hogwarts.

"No !!" Hermione's screams could be heard in the distance, and it turned out that after she and Ron had killed the serpent, Ron finally felt uneasy, so the two of them came here, but they happened to see this scene.

It was a joyful victory, but the rays of death from the corner shattered their good mood, and Hermione looked at the killer angrily.

Yi Huan was lowering his head at this time, wondering what he was thinking, he was wondering why he saw relief in Harry's eyes, why this kind of feeling appeared here, could it be that death was a relief for Harry, but the savior relied on the ** of survival to save the day again and again.

Yi Huan can't understand such deep feelings, forget it, don't think about it. It just so happened that Hermione and the others were here, and Yi Huan smiled shyly at them, so be a witness for yourself.

"Why! Why did you kill him! Hermione screamed in disbelief when she saw that he was still laughing, and Ron glared at him with a flushed face.

The survivors of the battle were drawn to Hermione's voice, and the crowd grew larger, with more and more people seeing Harry on the ground, McGonagall and Flitwick sighed uncontrollably, and Hagrid wiped tears from his eyes, thinking that Harry and Voldemort had died together.

"Why? Kill, kill, die, him," Hermione asked word by word, and many of the students began to riot when they heard Hermione's question.

"What? What did you say about Hermione? McGonagall asked incredulously, so excited that she forgot to call Miss Granger.

"What was born?" Kingsley, a survivor of the Order of the Phoenix, asked Hermione.

"It was he who killed Harry, Harry was victorious, Voldemort was dead, but he killed Harry." Hermione was excited, and tears fell down her cheeks.

Ginny immediately lunged at Harry, but was stopped by Mr. Weasley.

Yi Huan had been quietly listening to their conversation, and when it was time for him to speak, he waved his hand and took the Elder Wand over, "Ahem." He cleared his throat and said to himself a loud voice.

"It's the Elder Wand." He looked at the crowd and carefully stroked the wand in his hand, "Legend has it that those who get it can be invincible, of course, it has nothing to do with what was just born. He suddenly looked at Hermione and apologized sincerely.

"I'm sorry Miss Granger, I don't know if you know why, but I'm sorry, I have to kill him." Yi Huan shook his head, his face sad.

Then his voice was raised, he was completely famous in the British wizarding world, and he couldn't stop rejoicing at the thought of the imminent return. "But today is a great day, you know? I can finally end my goddamn journey, maybe I should say my name, I'm Yi Huan. ”

With that, he quietly faced the crowd, waiting for the return.

The students, professors, and the people of the Order of the Phoenix certainly wouldn't buy for this incomprehensible statement.

"I don't know what your goddamn journey is, but I know you're going to be in Azkaban for the rest of your life." Kingsley waved his wand in anger, one magic after another.

Yi Huan frowned, why didn't he have the slightest intention of returning.

The spell stimulated the sad crowd, and more and more people began to attack Yi Huo, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Mr. Weasley, and even Hagrid raised their wands, and for a moment the entire field was full of magic and colors.

The colorful light is good-looking, but the situation of Yi Huan, who is the target, is not very good, I didn't expect the return to be so unreliable, he feels a little overwhelmed, but fortunately, the powerful characters are almost dead.

Yi Huan quickly dodged a few powerful spells, recovered and blocked those small spells, no matter what happened to the return, the current situation is very dangerous.

Several members of the Order of the Phoenix pressed closer, dodging and approaching Yi Huan while looking for cover.

A couple of requisition spells forced them back, "Hey, hey, hey! I think something happened to me. Can't you be considerate of a lonely man? Yi Huan still had the heart to laugh, but the power in his hands did not diminish at all.

He lifted a large stone slab scattered on the ground and stood it in front of him, contemplating a way out as he fought.

Suddenly, several death curses and powerful spells flashed, and even a large piece of the stone slab was blown off, and Yi Huan was shocked.

It was Aberforth who learned of the situation and joined the fight, and although Aberforth did not like his brother, he had a good impression of Harry, an upright and kind young man, and he was very sad and angry about Harry's death.

"You're going to pay for what you did!" He shouted angrily, flicking a spell in his hand.

Aberforth's strength is obviously higher than that of others, and the power of the spell is no worse than that of Yi Huan, although Yi Huan can resist, but it is a little difficult to resist others.

It's not okay to go on like this, Yi Huan felt that he was gradually unable to resist, glanced at the surrounding environment, and there was a cliff not far behind him, although the cliff jumping was not very auspicious, and the cliff jumping abroad may not be able to pick up the martial arts cheats, but it doesn't care how much.

"I hate the British, but it's the same in all eras." Yi Huan muttered, and several powerful smashing spells blew the stone slab in front of them to pieces, kicking up a large amount of dust and running towards the cliff.

Fortunately, at this time, the people and horses of Hogwarts were all strong bows and crossbows after a day and a night of fighting, so Yi Huan came to the edge of the cliff, "Goodbye, I hope it will be indefinite." He quickly turned around and spoke, ignoring the crowd that was chasing him.

At the moment when Yi Huan jumped down, Aberforth also followed a few spells, as if Yi Huan's good luck ran out or these spells had eyes, hitting Yi Huan at an impossible angle, and this impossible thing was born.

Yi Huan even used his peripheral vision to see a death curse hit his body, damn it, this is impossible! This doesn't conform to the principle, does Aberforth also have the aura of the protagonist, Yi Huan was in a trance and had a flash of inspiration as if he had caught something.

But soon the breath of death filled his body, "Ah!!! A heart-rending pain made him scream loudly, this pain seemed to penetrate deep into the soul, and in the blink of an eye, he almost fainted in pain.

I couldn't be unconscious, he endured it, he would definitely fall to his death if he fell from this height, he struggled in the air a few times, his body changed several times as if he couldn't sustain it, and finally succeeded in turning into a black raven.

Aberforth, Hermione McGonagall and the others stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the raven flutter its wings and fly off into the distance, fluttering and fluttering into the distance, towards the place where the sun was setting......

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Yi Huan gasped for breath, his whole body was trembling, he had never been in such pain, because he would easily avoid things that would hurt him, Yi Huan knew that he had been hit by the curse, and it seemed that the staff of death had saved him before he died, otherwise he would be at the bottom of the cliff now with no bones.

But even if there is no immediate death, it is estimated that it will be soon, Yi Huan felt a burst of pain, the spell brought a lot of damage to his body, not to mention the question of how to return, he needs a lot of time to cultivate now.

But Yi Huan didn't dare to stay, he was afraid that others would put a tracking spell on him, after all, he had done it himself.

He struggled to fly to the nearest port, and fell weakly on the deck of a ship that had just gone to sea, and then could no longer maintain his deformation, and changed back in an instant, Yi Huan was covered in a trace of black smoke, as if the whole person was scorched, kneeling on the deck and gasping for breath, sweat merged into a river.

The sound of the deck alarmed a crew member, who saw Yi Huan kneeling there and hurriedly ran over. "Sir! What's wrong with you, sir? What happened? Need to call an ambulance? ”

"Hah! Ha! Yes. Yi Huan gasped for breath, like a drowning man, he clung to the lifebuoy, grabbed his shoulder, and leaned on him.

"Sir?" The crew felt the man on their shoulders gradually lose their breath, and hurriedly put their hands on his forehead.

Yi Huan approached the crew at some point, his skin that had become more and more pale after the injury brought him a trace of horror, and his dark eyes exuded an ominous glow, "Yes, I need your help," he pressed to the crew's ear, "Out of body!" ”