I swung a sword at Hogwarts

This time, they were not late.

Daphne threw herself into John's arms.

Malfoy held out his arm to signal Astoria that she could come in and cry, but Fleur grabbed Astoria and intercepted him halfway.

Above the dome, the stars are twinkling.

The Holy Grail slowly rose, gold and silver intertwined.

John had almost recovered and was helped up by Daphne.

"Come on, let's go find our friends."

Harry stepped away silently, knowing that it was time to leave the group alone.

This is a historic moment in the wizarding world.

This iron rule that has never been broken has become possible thanks to the efforts of a group of young people.

The members of the Star Society gathered around the Holy Grail.

John took Daphne's wand and tapped it against the Holy Grail.

The opal attached to the Holy Grail fell off.

John reached out and touched the Holy Grail, cupping it in his palm.

Look down.

The soul of Heinrich Edgar still lies there quietly.

Now, only one step away.

They looked at each other and walked out of the Star Society.

...

Hogwarts.

The students' battle is over.

Minister of Magic Barty led the team personally, and in the Forbidden Forest, the centaurs who had been sitting still also joined the battle.

I guess he saw that victory was certain and was afraid of being held accountable later.

With the giant leader dead, the giants had no reason to continue fighting.

The Dark Creature was originally slaughtered by the Fire Dragon, and was later destroyed by the Striker.

After Voldemort's death, the only remaining Inferi lost its vitality and turned into a real corpse.

The war came to an end.

This vigorous battle launched by Voldemort turned into dust with the death of Voldemort.

Snape assisted the Ministry of Magic in capturing those wizards.

The Ministry of Magic did a great job this time, but no reporters were present.

Old Batty waited nervously in front of the nine doors that appeared.

Not only him, but all the Hogwarts students who were not injured gathered outside.

They wait for a result.

A true ending.

As one of the doors opened.

Harry's figure appeared.

Harry obviously hadn't expected the situation outside and was startled.

Hermione and Ron ran over and asked nervously what was going on inside.

Harry looked complicated and said, "Voldemort is dead."

The words coming out of his mouth made the whole Hogwarts quiet down.

The cheers rang out like an explosion.

Everyone cheered the death of Voldemort.

Seamus asked excitedly, "You defeated him?"

"No," Harry said, shaking his head, "It was John and Neville. I didn't do anything."

The savior has completely stepped down from the altar.

A new savior emerges.

Seamus paused when he heard Neville's name.

He thought that no matter how bad it was, it was Harry and John who joined forces to defeat Voldemort.

But unexpectedly, it was another name.

Neville is also a member of their dormitory, but Neville's presence seems to be very low in Gryffindor.

Such a change is shocking.

Another door opened.

This time everyone's eyes were focused on him, including Snape and Dumbledore.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a head of white hair came into view.

Hermione stared at the white hair with wide eyes.

Snape had a complicated expression.

Dumbledore sighed.

The werewolf lowered his head and the giant knelt down.

Once again, the only sound in Hogwarts was breathing.

John walked out of the Star Club, surrounded by his friends.

He held a holy grail in his hand and walked in one direction with a firm and pious look.

At this moment, everyone wanted to know where John was going.

They followed John silently.

The line is getting longer and longer.

From the nine people at the beginning, to the end, Hogwarts followed him.

The night passed.

The sky was turning pale, and dawn was approaching.

John and others came to the place where they could see the sunrise.

Lake Island.

Here lies buried the young man born in darkness.

As if they understood what John was going to do, everyone held their breath.

John, Daphne's laurel wand in hand, leaned over and grabbed a handful of dirt.

Because it is dawn soil, it is still moist.

John twisted the soil through his fingers, and the soil stained his fingers with a hint of color.

He looked up at the sunrise which had not yet appeared and murmured, "Today's sunrise is beautiful. You should get up and see it."

I stood up and looked around, seeing familiar faces.

Kim Ledisley.

Neville Longbottom.

Percy Weasley.

Fleur Delacour.

Draco Malfoy.

Cedric Diggory.

Daphne greengrass.

Astoria Greengrass.

They all carry hope and are bound together by friendship.

Well, one friendship went a little sour, but that’s okay.

John waved his wand, and the tombstone standing there cracked.

The soil was pushed aside in both directions, and the crystal coffin slowly rose.

The body of that young boy is still vivid and lifelike.

But John knew that these were just appearances.

I have to let this body recover completely before I can complete my next task.

When the crystal coffin appeared.

Snape could already confirm that John was really going to do that.

That thing that goes against the magical world.

Old Batty looked shocked, and he guessed what John was going to do.

As the crystal coffin opened.

John let go of the chalice.

The Holy Grail was seen floating on the crystal coffin without any wind.

A golden liquid that can grant immortality pours from the Holy Grail.

The crystal coffin was quickly dyed gold.

The sacred golden color radiates light.

The body that was burned by the fierce fire was reborn at this moment.

The Holy Grail cleanses the curse that resides in the body.

The flesh regains its color.

John took a step forward.

The members of the Star Society surrounded the crystal coffin, holding hands and praying the most devoutly.

John waved his wand again, and the crystal coffin turned into dust and scattered.

The body floats in the air.

John cut open the body's palm and let the blood flowing out gather together.

He cut open his palm again, and the blood flowed out.

Grab the blood flowing from the body and mix it with your own blood.

He murmured the ancient whispers.

"Come back, Heinrich."

...

Chapter 505: Rebuilding the Body, Dawn Breaks

Blood merges with blood to form an inseparable connection.

His magic power resonated with the Holy Grail, and whispers came from the Holy Grail.

It was an ancient language, so ancient that no one could understand it.