411 Repentance and Death

411 Repentance and Death

Harry felt himself falling face first to the ground again, the smell of the forest filling his nostrils.Every inch of his body ached, especially the scar on his forehead, which felt like being stabbed with a sharp weapon.

Although the wound had healed, Harry couldn't help but let out a dull groan.

Thankfully, no one heard the voice.

Voldemort's men were all attracted by Dumbledore's angry roar, and Voldemort himself seemed to have been seriously injured by the destruction of the last Horcrux.

The Death Eaters rushed to stand in front of Voldemort to show their loyalty.In their opinion, no one can stop Voldemort from winning the war, and this is the best time for them to get their reward.

Abraxas Malfoy held Voldemort in a panic - this was a position that Bellatrix could only reach, but she did not appear during the war, and others did not foolishly ask Voldemort this question.

"Master...you...what's wrong with you?"

Abraxas asked worriedly, his tone filled with concern.

Voldemort closed his eyes tightly. His body seemed to be in an extremely weak state at this time. He had no strength left in his body and could only let Abraxas help him up.

After receiving no answer, Abraxas finally carried out his final plan.

The wand in his hand was quietly pressed against Voldemort's back. Lake Abraxas suddenly changed his tone. He whispered: "You should also remember - purity always wins!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

The sudden flash of green light caused a large group of people to look at him in horror, as well as Dumbledore's surprised look.

However, this time, Voldemort finally opened his eyes.

A broken ring fell from the robe behind him - it was the ring of the Gaunt family.

This is Voldemort's last Horcrux.

"I knew it......"

Voldemort said coldly, and cold sweat broke out on Abraxas's forehead.

"I shouldn't trust anyone."

The carefully thought out plan became useless in front of the changed Voldemort. Even his most loyal servants were wary and did not really tell them the whereabouts of all the Horcruxes.

Abraxas's eyes were full of unwillingness, but just as Voldemort opened his eyes, his wand was firmly pressed against Abraxas's forehead.

"pure--!"

The final shouting ended abruptly.

After a gloomy green light, Abraxas's body drooped and fell to the cold ground.

The inexplicable changes made many Death Eaters feel cold, but when Voldemort's eyes swept over them one by one, these people lowered their heads in fear.

Dumbledore stared at Voldemort solemnly.

Voldemort finally looked away.

"It's time to resolve the issues between us," he said coldly.

Seeing that the brutal duel was about to break out, behind Voldemort, from the broken ring of the Gaunt family - the intact Resurrection Stone suddenly trembled slightly.

Then a vague soul floated out from the Resurrection Stone. Before those present could react, the soul suddenly attached itself to Harry.

At this time, Harry was still struggling to resist the constant pain from the scar on his forehead. When he finally regained consciousness, he found that he had stood up without knowing it.

"You're not dead?!"

Voldemort immediately noticed the healing of the injury on Harry's forehead. He narrowed his eyes, feeling a little wary for no reason.

Harry didn't hear what Voldemort was saying at all. All his attention was attracted by a voice that appeared in his heart.

"I'm sorry, kid. But of these people, apart from Voldemort, I can only possess you."

"The descendants of Ignotus have left in you a connection that transcends blood - love."

Harry recognized whose voice it was—Cadmus.

Harry had seen the other party with his own eyes just in the blurry fantasy just now.

Harry immediately thought of his adoptive father, James Potter.

He only knew that Snape's love had protected him, but he didn't expect that James had left the same love.

Before he could ask questions in his mind, Cadmus's voice continued to sound.

"Things have changed. I should have completely lost myself after the trance experience, but I returned to the real world through the Resurrection Stone."

"This may be the reason why it was created by me. As for other reasons...don't ask me, I don't know what it is."

"But the Resurrection Stone can't keep me around for long, so we should hurry up."

Harry watched as one of his arms was raised, as Cadmus was controlling his body.

"First of all, it's the Forbidden One. We need to borrow the power of the Forbidden One."

"It just so happens that there is one in Dumbledore, and that was the taboo who originally lived in the jumping cauldron."

As Cadmus finished these words, a dark shadow emerged from Dumbledore.

The Forbidden One that Voldemort dreamed of suddenly floated over and possessed Harry like the soul of Cadmus.

The feeling of coldness and heat emerged at the same time, and it was also a little light. Harry felt like he was under the Imperius Curse, his heart was filled with endless pleasure, and he didn't want to do anything.

Until Cadmus shouted in his mind: "Don't let the Forbidden One get to you, Harry! Think of your friends, they are still fighting!"

Many figures appeared in Harry's mind - Ron, Hermione, Luna, Neville, Draco, and Callan who was somewhere...

"What are we going to do?"

Harry suddenly came back to his senses, and he hurriedly asked in his mind: "Are you going to fight Voldemort?"

Although he didn't understand the reason, Harry had figured out Cadmus's intention - he was here to help him.

After a slight pause, Harry added firmly: "If you can do it, no matter what you ask for, even my life."

Harry was really fed up with the damage caused by the war, especially after witnessing the death of Principal Dippet, he was already prepared to die, not to mention that he had just done the same thing.

"You and Ignotus are really the same."

Cadmus sighed in Harry's heart: "They are all equally brave and fearless. Unfortunately, until the end, I failed to listen to his advice and chose to stubbornly believe in Antioch."

The exchange in his mind continued, but in the eyes of everyone outside, Harry stood upright on the ground without saying a word, as if he was under a petrification spell.

Dumbledore had already stood between Harry and Voldemort. He also didn't understand why Harry came back from the dead, but he would never watch Harry being killed by Voldemort.

Voldemort coldly mocked: "You are no longer my target, Dumbledore. There is no longer a taboo in you, and can't you see it? This boy is trying to duel with me. Maybe, you It shouldn't bother us and make him lose the opportunity to avenge his parents with his own hands..."

At this moment, Harry suddenly spoke.

He said, "Repent, Tom Riddle."

"This is your only chance. I already know your fate. Like a man, try to repent..."

Voldemort immediately became furious and said: "How dare you -"

However, before Voldemort could vent his anger, the taboo in Harry suddenly emerged and made a gesture of repentance.

For a moment, only the figure of the Forbidden One remained in Voldemort's eyes. He suddenly felt endless pain, and his body suddenly curled up.

At this moment, Voldemort thought of a conversation he had with Professor Slughorn when he was young.

"You mean confession?"

"Yes, Tom, it is repentance. If a wizard who uses Horcrux magic wants to be saved, the only way is to repent. But not everyone can endure that level of pain, it will drive people crazy... ....”

Voldemort stared angrily at Harry, who looked calm. He suppressed the endless pain and hissed: "How is this possible? I have obviously destroyed all the Horcruxes..."

At this time, Voldemort could no longer tell whether there was a hallucination in front of him - he saw a soul floating out of Harry's body.

Cadmus stood in front of Voldemort. He sighed and said: "But the crimes you committed still exist. They are all extremely evil things - taking the lives of innocent people."

"You have created too many Horcruxes, Tom. It's too late for you to stop. Haierbo's influence on you is too profound. Even when I was most helpless, I didn't dare to accept Haierbo's help, but you But he took the initiative to do so.”

"I don't know much about Horcruxes, but I understand souls better. The power of Obscurus can only temporarily suppress the influence of Horcruxes on you, but as long as the reverse is reversed, you will have to bear the disadvantages of Horcruxes again."

"You don't deserve a soul, Tom."

Cadmus finally said: "Let my remaining blood completely disappear."

Voldemort's body stopped trembling. He could not withstand the pain caused by confession. The expression on his face was distorted. The soul in his body dissipated little by little in the air along with the body that turned into an silent black mist.

He finally died, not even his soul was left.

It wasn't just Voldemort who was affected.

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest, except for Harry and Dumbledore, Voldemort's men all twitched inexplicably. Although they had not made Horcruxes, they were all repenting.

Cadmus gave a final sigh, and his soul disappeared.

Harry slowly walked to where Voldemort was. He picked up the Resurrection Stone from the ground, but after thinking about it, he threw the stone back to the ground.

"It's time to end..."

Harry kept repeating in a low voice: "It's time to end..."

Dumbledore walked to Harry and comforted him: "You made a very brave choice, Harry. I believe your parents will be proud of you."

The expression on Harry's face was a little confused: "Can they really do it?"

Dumbledore nodded and responded, "Yes, they will."

If someone else had said such a simple response, Harry would definitely have dismissed it. After all, what is more desirable than being able to see his parents in person?

But I don't know why, but Dumbledore seems to have a magical power. He is always worthy of others' trust.

Harry turned his head, and when he looked back again, he could no longer tell where the Resurrection Stone was - it was fused with an ordinary stone and could no longer be discovered by others.

"The prophecy is true..."

After taking a deep breath, Harry said to Dumbledore: "Voldemort and I can't live at the same time, and Callan brings hope to end the war - if it weren't for him, Cadmus would definitely not be able to survive." Help me in the end.”

"The prophecies are true, sir."

Dumbledore nodded, smiling.

"Speaking of which, we still don't know where your uncle is? Maybe we should find him as soon as possible."

The two men quickly began to take action - the war ended in a strange situation. Voldemort's men gradually fell into coma due to intense pain, which made their search operation go very smoothly.

"It shouldn't be far..."

Harry carefully searched an open space and said to himself: "Karan came to the Forbidden Forest to help me on purpose. The distance between us should not be far... Is it because of the invisibility cloak?"

He remembered that Karan himself seemed to have an invisibility cloak.

Finally, after groping around for a while, Harry found something in a thick bush.

"Here, sir!"

Harry said happily, but when he pulled off the invisibility cloak that his palm touched, his eyes widened in fear.

Under the invisibility, there is no figure of Karan, only the jumping cauldron on the Gubrai Immortal Fire. The magic potion in the cauldron is still brewing, and it has not been completed until now.

"What's...what's going on?"

Harry immediately concluded that it was not Karan who left alone, otherwise he would not need to leave the jumping cauldron here at all.

"Could he..."

A terrifying thought appeared in Harry's mind. He stared straight at the potion in the mouth of the cauldron: "Could it have been swallowed by the jumping cauldron?"

Dumbledore's face was solemn as never before, not only because of Callan's disappearance, but also because he smelled a familiar smell from the potion - when he was very young, there was a smell in his home. This atmosphere is always permeating the air.

"I think I already know what to do."

Dumbledore first asked Harry to step back, and then he cast several spells in succession - the magic that extracted his own memories, but now it was cast by Dumbledore on the potion in the jumping cauldron.

Miraculously, the magic worked.

In the blink of an eye, Dumbledore found himself leaving the Forbidden Forest and appearing in a familiar yet unfamiliar place.

"Godric's Hollow..."

Dumbledore murmured.

At the same time, a voice suddenly came from not far away from him.

"Don't get too excited, Principal."

Dumbledore remembered only one person calling him that.

He turned his head and saw Karan who was quietly hiding behind a big tree.

Karan pointed to a house in the distance. In the open space in front of the house, two people seemed to be having an argument.

Dumbledore recognized the young Aberforth and Grindelwald.

"They seem to be about to fight," Karan whispered.