Chapter 354 Resurrection and Death
"Ah, you're still alive." Maggie cast the Imperius Curse on Krum that killed Demetrius.
Maggie's light words alerted the three people who were still confused about the situation. Harry struggled to get up, enduring the pain from his scar. He kept staring at Maggie, not daring to look away, and groped with his hands to help up Dmitri, who was even more seriously injured after touching the trophy.
Harry thought that Maggie's words were directed at him, but Sadolin, who was standing next to him and had already met Voldemort, knew that Harry could not have been planned to die in the project.
"You're going to kill him?!" She screamed, desperately running to Harry and Demetri, blocking them with her arms wide open, her eyes red and tears streaming down, "He didn't do anything wrong, please don't do this!"
"Sadolin?" Demetri, who was helped up by Harry, hissed in pain. He endured the pain and took two steps forward, then put his hand on Sadolin's shoulder to comfort her. "What's wrong? I'm fine."
"Go quickly, I beg you to go quickly," Sadolin cried and grabbed Dmitri's hand, begging him desperately, "There are already deaths here, and we can't have another one like you."
"Get rid of those who get in the way."
There seemed to be a sound of something falling from the air which made everyone pause, and then another small figure appeared. It was Pettigrew, his rat-like face turned towards Harry and his eyes glanced timidly at Maggie.
"You go do the big things, I'll have some fun with the obstructions," Maggie knew that Voldemort was afraid of him and would not allow him to get involved in the resurrection ceremony, so he said generously, and at the same time, he casually waved his right hand, and the two wands pointing at him flew to the side without warning, "Vine Binding!"
Everything happened so fast that before Harry realized what was happening with his flying wand, he was tied up and fell to the ground. He saw Demetri, who had also lost his wand, anxiously trying to help him, but the bloody hand became a shadow before it touched him.
A vine caught his feet and Pettigrew dragged him away at high speed.
Dmitri subconsciously chased after her, but just as he moved away, Ivy Man tied him up mercilessly and covered his mouth roughly. Amid Sadolin's screams, he fell to the ground, his wounds became more severe and more blood flowed.
Pain spread throughout his body, muffled groans hit his eardrums, and Dmitri heard anxious footsteps. Through the blood flowing from his right eyebrow, he saw Sadolin pleading frantically in front of Maggie Riddle, "We agreed! No one will find us! He didn't do anything wrong! Let him go! Let him go!"
What did she say? Oh, poor little Sadolin, she thought everything would be fine as long as she didn't cause any trouble, not realizing that he was the one who set the standard for wrongness, and she was already making a mistake when she chose to indulge herself.
There are always brave men who die in the competition.
The death of a recently victorious pro-hemp wizard would bring fears of the return of darkness to a peak.
Maggie had already thought of the ending of this tragic couple -
One died physically, the other died spiritually.
During this time he simply loosened the ropes that tied Sadolin and teased her to increase the pleasure of the moment.
"You've lost your chance, Sadolin." Maggie chuckled, as if he was following Sadolin's words, but only he knew that this sentence was answering a current situation that happened without Sadolin's knowledge.
Did he bring Sadolin to Voldemort to show off?
Sadolin was a witness to his story, and a witness to his experience of 'having finally escaped from the shattered Horcrux and possessed by a snake, and becoming an adult again with the help of Della'. Voldemort didn't know how smart Maggie was in the past, and neither did Sadolin. The fabricated experience had already begun when Sadolin came to Della, so the distortion, torture and pain she felt was a kind of evidence.
Of course he had modified those memories to facilitate his story, and now that the forged evidence had worked, it was time to find an opportunity to destroy it properly.
What Sadolin has lost is the opportunity to cause trouble for Maggie now or in the future, and this opportunity will be lost forever.
"People can't get everything," Maggie glanced back at the ceremony behind her. Trevor and Old Nott, who had served Voldemort for a while, were putting the meat in their arms into the cauldron. He threw down a dagger that shone with silver light and motioned for Sadolin to pick it up. "Kill him, and I will forgive you. I will give you the wand and keep your intellect."
Until now, Maggie was still arrogantly playing one last game with the things he was destined not to leave to Sadolin.
Tears kept hitting the grass. Sadolin looked over blankly, her eyes burned by the silver light in the grass. Maggie's low voice urged her in her ears, "Aim at the heart. It will be quick, Sadolin. It will be quick."
Sadolin picked up the dagger. She looked at Dmitri, who had fallen to the ground a few steps away and had stopped struggling at some point. The pair of black eyes that could suck her soul away were staring at her quietly. There was no resentment or fear in them, only some repressed feeling. Sadolin didn't understand at first, but when she walked towards Dmitri step by step like a zombie, she understood.
Dong-dong-dong-
Dmitri hid his love and was ready to be killed by her.
A thin figure appeared in the hot mist of the cauldron, and Sadolin knelt in front of Dmitri. She stroked her lover's face and stopped crying.
"It's not worth it, Dmitri, it's not worth it," Sadolin's last teardrop fell on Dmitri's cheek and slid down. She murmured, "You don't even know that I am a basilisk. I have killed countless people before I met you..."
Hooded Death Eaters gradually swarmed behind her. Maggie glanced at Voldemort, who was intoxicated with regaining power, and realized that he had no intention of calling her over. She looked at Sadolin again and showed a little more patience to the little basilisk who was beginning to be honest.
The inhuman Voldemort tortured his subordinates whom he considered disloyal. Amid the Death Eaters' painful screams, Sadolin slowly cut the vine on Demetri's mouth. They kept looking into each other's eyes, saying goodbye to each other.
In fact, Dmitri knew that he could not die yet because there were so many people behind him, but the current situation was so hopeless, and the expression in Sadolin's eyes was so intense. When their eyes met, he chose to be selfish. He put aside all distractions and left the time before his death only to Sadolin.
There was a brief silence after the vines were cut. In the background of Voldemort's rambling about his exile, Demetri finally whispered, "I know, Sadolin, I know you are a basilisk."
"What—you know?" Sadolin opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
"From your snake language at the beginning and the basilisk teeth in the jewelry box, I have this guess." Demetri looked at her tenderly, and the sourness from his throat made his voice tremble slightly. "And I love you, and I am always grateful for your love for me."
Voldemort began to use the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse to force Harry to duel with him. Sadolin began to cry again. She forced herself to smile under the gaze of her lover and then leaned over.
Dong-dong-dong-
Dong-dong-dong-
She kissed him for the last time, and for the last time she reflected the heartbeats of their love together.
Maggie watched this love tragedy with great interest, waiting to see how it would end and whether the sadness and despair of the survivors would satisfy her.
"Merlin!"
"what happened!"
The sudden panicked shouts of the Death Eaters attracted his attention. He turned his head and saw Voldemort and Harry flying in the air with a golden line between them. A vague sphere wrapped around them, and some ghost-like human figures were floating in the sphere.
what is that?
Could Harry still have this kind of power?
Maggie was fascinated by what he saw. Just as he was concentrating on thinking, his beastly intuition about danger made him instinctively lean sideways. Pain fell below his heart. Maggie looked in shock at Sadolin who dared to disobey him. He held the hand of this ignorant woman to prevent the dagger that almost took his life from going any deeper.
In just a thought, Maggie could wipe out Sadolin's intellect. Maggie knew this, and Sadolin knew this too.
This made Maggie arrogantly think that he had everything under control, and this made Sadolin cherish all her 'last times'.
After the kiss ended, the heartbeat of love continued. Sadolin slid down the knife neatly, cutting most of the vines, giving Demetri a chance to escape. Then she turned her head and stabbed the distracted Maggie with determination.
The couple both believed that they were going to die, but Sadolin had the choice of this cruel decision. Having been threatened and suppressed for a long time, she chose a resistance that was linked to death.
Stabbing her master, Sadolin was doomed to die, but Maggie chose to let her die in despair. He endured the pain and anger, pinched Sadolin's two slender wrists with one hand, turned her around, and cast a killing curse at Demetri who had just picked up the wand as she screamed with her eyes wide open, "Avada Kedavra!"
The green light flew over and hit Dmitri, but he did not fall down. A strange green line appeared between Maggie's basilisk bone wand and Dmitri's chest, and then quickly, Maggie, who was puzzled by the situation, was blown away.
Demetrius touched the basilisk tooth given to him by Sadolin, which was still hanging on his chest. His heartbeat quickened as he had survived a disaster. He immediately ran over and helped Sadolin, who had fallen to the ground, and then looked up at Harry in the sky.
"Trophy!" Harry also cut the golden thread between him and Voldemort at this moment. The ghosts brought back by the flashback spell entangled Voldemort. He shouted at Dmitri and ran towards Dmitri desperately.
Portkey.
Demetrius looked at the trophy not far from him and guessed what Harry wanted to do. He held the exhausted Sadolin with one hand, cast a spell to attack the Death Eaters in Harry's direction, and dragged his injured leg towards the trophy.
Harry ran over, and they were getting closer and closer to the trophy. Voldemort broke free from the ghost and was near them almost in an instant.
Harry and Dmitri used their body weight to throw themselves towards the trophy, and Voldemort, who was two or three meters away from them, raised his wand.
The three of them grabbed the handles, and the green light was right in front of them, unavoidable. Sadolin subconsciously stood in front of Dmitri's heart.
After the world spun, a heart-wrenching "No!" broke through all the chaos and noise. Dmitri held the lifeless Sadolin and begged her to wake up like crazy.
One died spiritually, the other died physically.
Although there were some minor differences, Maggie's expected ending was finally achieved.