"But that's not a reason for you to kill them, Harry!" The Witch looked into Harry's eyes and said in a heavy tone, "You had better options to punish them, but you chose the worst one. You're only 12 years old, but you already want to kill people! If you trust Dumbledore and us, then you should let the law punish them instead of staining your hands with blood! "
"Dumbledore?" Harry suddenly understood and whispered, "Did Dumbledore send you here? Then I must know you. I used to think that Dumbledore was a great wizard, but in fact, he's just an ordinary old man. He didn't play a role in the failure of the Ministry of Magic and the slander of Sirius. "
"Malfoy is right, Dumbledore is old!" Harry whispered.
"How can you think like that, Harry!" The Witch screamed, "He's always been protecting you!"
"Protect? Dumbledore can't even defeat Voldemort. If he's really as good as you say, then he wouldn't have made my parents sacrifice their lives to send Voldemort to hell. He can solve this problem by himself. " Harry said angrily, "Ever since I came to Hogwarts, you've been telling me how terrible and cruel Voldemort is. He's the nightmare of the magic world. Many wizards don't even dare to say his name after his death."
"I worshipped Dumbledore like a hero and treated him as my family. But when I saw Malfoy holding Voldemort's soul in his hands and strangling him like a little chicken, I realized that you've overestimated Dumbledore. I realised that you've overestimated Dumbledore. Voldemort is just a cruel Dark Magus, and Dumbledore … … he's just an ordinary Light Magus. "
"It's because you're too weak, not because Voldemort is too scary. If you only rely on Dumbledore, you'll end up as mediocre weaklings like you, unable to even protect your loved ones when they're hurt. "
"Placing your hopes on Dumbledore is no different from holding on to a beautiful hope. You hope that Dumbledore will save you and resist evil, but in reality, we can only count on ourselves. I won't place any hopes of revenge in the hands of others. People can only rely on themselves! "
Harry raised his right hand and said to the Witch, "Get out of my way! Don't stop me from getting my revenge, or we'll be enemies! "
"Harry!" said the Witch sadly. "So this is what you have become. I thought … I thought I could stop everything in time … "She sobbed." Why? Is there anything more important to you than your family and friends? "
"I don't have a family anymore!" Harry said calmly. "I just want to correct the mistakes that have happened and undo the tragedy of the past."
"You'll never know what you'll become if you continue down this path. Or should I call you the future fourth Dark Devil, Lord Harry Potter? Everyone loves you, but if you continue down this wrong path, you won't know how much you'll regret it in the future! You will cry in front of your best friend's corpse, even if he died in your hands. You will personally kill the teachers of the past, execute the classmates of today, and leave corpses at your feet. You will be tormented by your conscience day and night. You will be in agony and restlessness. "
"So, what is it that keeps me going?" Harry asked coldly.
"What?" The witch looked at Harry in surprise.
Harry repeated. "Since I'm in so much pain, what is it that keeps me going on this path? Is it power? Is it power? Is it hatred? Is it because I was born to be such a cruel person? Or is it because I was influenced by Voldemort's soul fragment? "
The witch looked at his scar and whispered. "So you already know."
Harry looked at the witch and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
"I can't tell you, but I have to stop you today. I have to stop you from making more mistakes." The witch raised her wand.
"I already know!" Harry said calmly. He raised his right hand and looked at the confused witch. "I seem to have guessed why I can persevere. Because I want to make up for the regrets that have passed, right? "
The witch shuddered. Her hand that was holding the wand trembled slightly. She already knew what a huge mistake she had made. She thought that she could organize it, but now she realized that she might just be the cause of it all. Today, it was not only Peter Pettigrew who caused Harry to transform, but she as well. She said in a trembling voice, "Perhaps, everything is irreversible!"
"I know why I can do all these things! Perhaps, everything can be reversed. As long as I do what I want to do, the tragedies that happened to me and to you can be reversed! That's right, you told me the most important piece of information — the 'Golden Sun Scripture' really can resurrect the dead. That's why I killed those friends who tried to stop me. I'm sure that after I achieve my goal, I can bring them back! "
"But you've already killed them once!" The witch roared.
Harry raised his hand and released a disarm spell. However, the witch dodged the spell the moment he moved his shoulder. "Faint and fall to the ground!" The witch fought back angrily. Both of their spells flew back and forth in the screaming shack. The rays formed by the spells intertwined in the air. Pettigrew wanted to run away, but most of the spells that Harry shot out would land beside him. Sometimes, they would hit him and cause him severe pain.
The level of magic spells of the two was unexpectedly strong. The witch was also very surprised by Harry's level of using the Disarm Incantation. Harry could always rely on these incantations to escape at the critical moment. This was the reason why he could still fight back and forth with her even though his incantation and magic level was not as good as the witch's.
"Shadowless Blade!" The witch forced Harry to retreat. Suddenly, her right hand, which was not holding the wand, opened up. She made a hand sign and shouted in a low voice, "Sluggish Ray!" The cone-shaped ray was too fast for Harry to dodge. He was suddenly sprayed on the right side of his body. His body was like a machine that had not been oiled.
Harry retreated in fear. The witch followed up with another attack. However, when she got close to Harry, he suddenly turned into sand and flew towards the witch's face like a whirlwind. Caught off guard, the witch was forced to retreat. Her scarf was blown away by the sand.
Looking at the familiar yet strange face that appeared in front of him, Harry suddenly froze.
There was a look of shock in his eyes. The witch took the opportunity to hit him with a Petrification Spell. Harry was petrified on the spot. His face was full of disbelief. He stared straight at her. The witch removed part of the petrification from his head.
Harry's voice trembled. "Hermione? How could it be you? "
The adult Hermione's eyes were red. Her mature face was beautiful and beautiful. She said in a low voice, "I used magic to straighten my teeth and change my hairstyle. In the sixth grade, after you killed Dumbledore!"
"After that …" Hermione was a little reluctant to talk about it, but she still told the cruel truth. "A lot of things happened. The Weasley family opposed you, but you always tolerated them. This is also the reason why we always had hope in you. Until Ron did something that you could not tolerate … You killed him!"
"You've completely become the fourth Dark Devil King, imposing a high-handed rule on the world of magic, forbidding all wizards from coming into contact with Muggles, forbidding them from marrying, coming into contact with, and getting to know each other … You wish for the world of magic to return to its pure past, just like Voldemort. You even made a prophecy that if wizards come into contact with Muggles again, the entire world of magic will be destroyed."
"I had to stop you, Harry!" Hermione cried. "I thought you changed in the second grade, when you killed Pettigrew with your own hands. At that time, you started to become cold and cruel. I thought I could stop you, so I used the Time Converter to return here … But I was wrong!"
Hermione raised her wand and placed it between Harry's eyebrows. Her hands were trembling, and her face was full of tears. "I had no choice!"
Harry's eyes were calm and warm. He said in a low voice, "Don't be sad, Hermione. Everyone has their own fate. "
Hermione's wand trembled even more violently. She could barely hold the wand in her hand. Peter Pettigrew whispered from behind, "The past can't be changed. You must have not done anything, which led to what happened later."
"Shut up!" Hermione cast a Heart Gouging spell on him, causing him to roll and wail. Hermione's magic was not something the underage Harry could compare to. Pettigrew had to roll for at least half an hour.
Harry looked at the struggling Hermione and said in a low voice, "I want to ask you a question … Did I succeed in the end?"
Hermione knew exactly what Harry was asking. Guilt made her tell the truth. "You could say it was a success, but it wasn't a complete success … Dumbledore's most trusted person betrayed him and helped you to kill him. You obtained the Black Scripture of the Dead from his hands, plus the Golden Scripture of the Sun and the Lifestone in your hands. With Snape's help, you used the Black Scripture of the Dead to summon your parents' souls back, and used the Golden Scripture of the Sun to resurrect Lily Evans. But when you resurrected your father, Snape turned against you!"
"He cursed your father's soul and made it into a mummy. He couldn't be resurrected. "
"You killed him and imprisoned his soul in the Astronomy Tower. Your mother often visited him. Later, you always wanted to resurrect your father, but he was cursed by Snape and became a bloodthirsty, cruel monster. When he attacked Jenny, Ron burned his soul with fire. You killed Ron! Harry, you became a cruel monster! "
Hermione caressed Harry's face and whispered in his ear, "At that time, we didn't even know you!"
"Give up! Harry. The dead have already returned to their home. If you force yourself to stay, you will only be cursed. Your mother lived a very painful life … "
Harry's mouth trembled slightly, revealing an ugly smile.
Hermione looked puzzled, then her expression changed dramatically. She clutched her stomach and fell to the ground. On Harry's chest, the Golden Scripture of the Sun shone with a golden luster, dispelling the Petrification Curse. Harry looked at Hermione, who was in disbelief and despair, and said in a low voice, "It's not right, Granger!"
Hermione looked at him in pain. She watched as Harry pulled out his wand and pointed it at Peter Pettigrew. Peter laughed in despair. "You will eventually become me, Harry! You will become someone like me. "
"Ignite!" A Flame Curse made the souls of Pettigrew and Voldemort burn together.
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