Chapter 172 Happy Ending

This war, which many parties thought was one-sided, lasted for a full week.

Hogwarts, which didn't have many people or weapons, relied on its remaining defenses to hold on for a whole week against the largest team in history. People who were around the castle may never forget this scene in their lifetime.

The rain of blood lasted for three days, and the roars and explosions of spells could be heard for more than ten miles. Norway sent powerful weapons one after another, and the artillery fire mixed with the bloody rain, making it difficult to tell what night it was.

The only thing that can make people distinguish between day and night is the lights of the castle at night. No matter how brutal and intensive the attack is, as the sky gets darker every day, the lights of the castle will always light up on time, jumping and acting as immortal stars in the dark night.

Dumbledore's speeches always echo in the ears of onlookers from time to time.

"What determines victory or defeat is the firmness of belief, not the strength of an individual. When you are anxious and restless in the pasture, the lights outside the field are always on for you. There are no fences and no tameness here. Here is Home, a home where everyone can stand upright and walk freely. Hogwarts will always welcome those who are lost. "

The castle in war can be filled with any sound, but there is absolutely no obvious cry.

On the seventh day, the black lake was filled with a red color that could not be seen from raindrops or blood.

The castle was almost in ruins, with only the tallest tower standing leisurely. There were no bright flags flying, no bright markings, but everyone understood that it was the territory guarded by Dumbledore, the last territory of Hogwarts.

Facing the setting sun that is about to merge with the blood-red and black lake, Phoenix Fox stands on the top of the tower and sings an elegy in a low voice. I don’t know whether I am saying goodbye to the precious sunshine that is about to disappear, or I am paying tribute to the victims who are almost piled up on the narrow staircase.

The phoenix feathers seemed to be on fire.

There was no one around Dumbledore.

The elegy of the Phoenix becomes more and more poignant. The sound of footsteps could be heard from the excessively silent tower, and a giant snake could be vaguely heard crawling over the corpse.

Dumbledore coughed violently, and the setting sun hit his long beard like a stretched blood streak.

The giant snake climbed the last flight of stairs and stood upright with hiss.

Fox stopped singing.

"Good evening." He said calmly to the visitor.

"You lose, Professor," when Mu Yu walked up, the giant snake moved towards her almost immediately. She looked up at the sky that was still shrouded in blood, without any joy of victory. After all, everything was meaningless in front of Dumbledore, "There is nothing. Not even the last bargaining chip set by my grandfather." There is no hope anymore, no ideal of your own."

"You are the best students since the founding of Hogwarts. I do not deny this," said Dumble in less than two sentences. Lido coughed suddenly again, and when he saw the two people standing side by side, his words were even a little brisk, "Then what are you going to do with me, a defeated general. But Yu, I have to remind you, what you did to the Shen family The methods need to be innovative."

Riddle subconsciously pulled Mu Yu away and looked at Dumbledore coldly. Even though he knew that the old man who had burned the wardrobe with fire and warned him with strong methods was on his deathbed, he still refused to let it go. The two had too much contact.

For reasons that I can’t explain clearly and don’t want to think about.

"Tom will kill you," Mu Yu was still looking at the faces of the people around her. Her eyes had become bolder and more intense since returning from Marseilles, as if she was squandering something wantonly, "Do you have any last words?"

" "Tom." Dumbledore looked at the badge in his hand. The silver badge reflected the dazzling light under the bright red sun. "My biggest mistake was to misjudge an extremely important emotion."

He held the badge tightly. With the palm of his hand, he stood facing the direction of the evening wind. His haggard and thin body seemed unable to withstand such a strong wind, as if it would be blown away: "I think you will be interested in a prophecy, Yu. Germinated in the soil of sin." The flower of the other shore either grows toward the sun, or falls into the abyss and blooms for only one person," he closed his eyes. "I am happy to welcome death, but the flower of the other shore is beautiful, and I have always wanted to see what it will be like if it grows toward the sun."

Riddle. Pulling her further away, almost blocking her behind. He looked down arrogantly at this old man who had been wary of him since he entered school. He had to say that the pleasure he had at this moment even exceeded the pleasure of enjoying power and immortality: "It will never be possible," he said thousands of times. I longed to recite the spell to Dumbledore a hundred times, "Your time has passed, old man."

The green light flickered in mid-air and merged with the setting sun. The body standing on the edge of the railing calmly raised its head. The head fell down like a rag doll, growing in the bright red light and shadow.

The phoenix fluttered its wings and flew towards the setting sun that was about to sink into the black lake, disappearing into the struggling beauty of the sky.

He was still holding the wand, the wand she had given him. Facing the setting sun, he gently lifted the hair from her forehead. He had done this simple action many times. There shouldn't be any difference this time. He stretched out his hand. : "Yu, what you said is forever."

The setting sun stands on the edge of eternity, taunting and fearless, and the rich colorful clouds join together in the sky, gradually turning into a meandering wedding dress with the sunset.

At least in her eyes.

Mu Yu followed the flash of red dancing on the wand and took his hand. His smile was hidden in the shadow of the setting sun: "I promised you."

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For those who want to read this chapter, you don’t need to read any further! Don’t read any further! Don’t read any further! There’s a True Ending

to write about the villain. I can’t clear my name, no. Maybe in the end, the good and the bad guys will be happy and happy as a family, and it's even less likely that the good guys will succumb to the bad guys. This is not my style concept. This article is to satisfy my spiritual needs and to try to write a closed loop. TE will complete this logical closed loop.