Chapter 155
The scene was very quiet.
Voldemort was dead, just like that.
The mysterious man who had been hanging over the wizarding world like a shadow for decades.
He was so carelessly thrown to death by the green giant that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Dumbledore was in a daze, Harry Potter was also in a daze, and there were a large number of teachers and students standing at the gate of the castle, all of whom had dull eyes.
The scene was very quiet for a while.
It was so quiet that it seemed like waiting for a priest to come out, build a tomb for Voldemort, announce that he was really dead, and say Amen, your sins will be buried with you.
At this moment, the evening wind was howling and sweeping across the grass, tearing everyone's wizard uniform into flying cloaks.
They stood in the wind, as if wrapped in a large black funeral suit, connected in the twilight.
It looked like a funeral that was about to begin.
It was great that Hogwarts held a funeral for Voldemort right after his death.
But there was only laughter that could not be suppressed at this funeral, without any sadness.
"Is Voldemort...dead?" A young wizard asked hesitantly in the quiet wind.
His voice was trembling, excited and terrified, worried that he was just happy in vain.
"Dead, dead, all smashed to ashes by that big guy." The Weasley brothers hugged each other's shoulders.
"But doesn't the prophecy say that it is Harry who can defeat Voldemort?" Ron wondered.
"Maybe... if he stood there, it would actually be considered as participating in the battle, and it would be considered as defeating Voldemort?"
The young wizards were all skeptical and did not dare to assert that Voldemort had been destroyed.
They had heard the reputation of the mysterious man since they were young, and they could not even say the name of that person.
Such a person actually died so carelessly in front of them?
No one dared to believe it.
"You guessed right, he is indeed dead, and there is no ashes left."
Suddenly a voice appeared beside the little wizards.
They turned their heads and saw that it was Dumbledore.
He was sent to the gate of the castle by the Supreme Sorcerer with a golden portal.
Dumbledore smiled slightly: "Go and see, to witness Voldemort's death, and don't forget to cheer for the hero, his name is Hulk."
...
Hulk searched for several times in the original place.
He even turned over the stones to look for it, but he couldn't find the Voldemort who could withstand falling.
Until Leon came over and said that Squidward had turned into ashes.
Hulk realized that the sandbag just now was probably dead.
"So weak!" He pouted in dissatisfaction, still unsatisfied, turned his head, turned his eyes, and stared at Snape next to him.
"!"
Snape's back was covered in cold sweat.
He took a step back and hastily declared: "I'm on your side!"
"Roar!" Hulk was not stupid. This man had clearly stood with Squidward before.
But Leon grabbed him at this time.
"Hulk, don't always think about destruction." Leon patted Hulk's arm, "Look over there, you helped them a lot this time."
"Hulk?" Hulk looked in the direction Leon pointed in confusion.
I saw a group of little radish heads running towards him.
Their cheers were deafening, and the voices were both immature and mature, like a group of bees buzzing and flapping their wings to fly to the hive.
Hulk's eyes flashed with doubt, and he subconsciously clenched his fist.
"Don't be nervous, they are here to thank you, maybe you can ask them for some delicious food?"
Leon broke Hulk's fist and walked aside.
The next moment, the two-meter-tall Hulk was surrounded by the little wizards.
The little guys chattered around him, one said he was so awesome, the other said his Transfiguration was awesome.
Some people jumped up and down and said that the move he just used to hit Voldemort was so cool.
Hulk was at a loss for a moment.
He still couldn't understand the gratitude of the little carrot heads.
But the joy revealed in those excited eyes was all conveyed to his heart.
He raised his hands high and looked around helplessly.
Suddenly he was a little afraid that he might accidentally hurt these human cubs.
"Oh, my brother, you are so awesome, that's Voldemort, you actually killed him!"
At this time, Hagrid, who was three meters and five meters tall, squeezed into the little wizard like a child and hugged Hulk.
Hulk was obviously stunned. Since he was born, he has never seen anyone taller than him.
In Hagrid's arms, he looked like a green dwarf.
Leon stood aside and smiled, and said to Banner's soul floating beside him: "Look,
Hulk is actually a kind soul just like you."
"After all, they are the same soul, so their memories must be partially interconnected." Tony analyzed, "He is actually your other side, Banner."
Banner's expression was very complicated.
In the past, whenever Hulk appeared, he would lose consciousness and memory.
So he never really understood the Hulk hidden in the other side of his soul.
On the contrary, because every time he transformed, he was greeted by devastated buildings and overwhelming wanted notices.
So he always thought that Hulk was a monster and was always looking for a way to kill this monster.
But now seeing Hulk grinning foolishly among the little wizards.
He suddenly felt that the birth of Hulk might not be a bad thing.
Dr. Banner is like this, always kind and empathetic.
"Maybe you are right... I have to try to communicate with him too. "Banner pursed his lips.
On the other side, the professors surrounded Snape and Draco.
They wanted to subdue the three Death Eaters immediately.
But with Dumbledore's explanation, the three Death Eaters successfully came to justice and achieved a happy ending.
Draco and his mother cried bitterly. They had suffered all kinds of grievances and humiliation under Voldemort.
Snape, who was an undercover agent, felt that he had completed his journey of atonement.
He stood in the wind and looked up at the clouds, two lines of tears slid down his wrinkled cheeks, and his mind was wandering.
Finally, Dumbledore led all the teachers and students to walk towards Lyon and others, conveyed their deep gratitude to them, and expressed their expectation for the subsequent magic exchanges.
And the confused Hulk was still standing among the little wizards, following the big The family bowed to Leon and the others together.
After that, it was the carnival after destroying Voldemort.
The Hogwarts Hall was brightly lit that night, and every long table was filled with the best food of the house elves.
Leon and the others were invited to the professor's seat to dine with everyone.
Hulk sat at the table of the little wizards, and the little wizards kept handing him a whole roast chicken, and then watched him jump up and exclaim after eating it in one bite.
Later, there was even a long line around Hulk, and every little wizard rushed to feed him.
Hulk suddenly felt that he had friends and food, and he was extremely happy.
Only Banner's soul kept floating aside, constantly saying that he couldn't eat anymore, otherwise he would get a stomachache.
Unfortunately, the only response from Hulk was an impatient big palm.
