Chapter 438 Goodbye, Go to Hell
"Sirius!" Harry rushed over and hugged him.
"Harry." Sirius also hugged Harry tightly, holding Harry's face in his hands. "My God, what happened to you? Why do you feel so much older?"
"It's a long story, but nice to meet you." The reunion with his family dispelled the gloom in Harry's eyes, and the young and spirited savior was back again.
"Family, it's so beautiful." Two old men who were drinking in the distance turned around.
"Professor Dumbledore!" *3
"I...you, but..." Harry was incoherent for a moment. All this beauty made him feel like he might have fallen into some kind of illusion.
"Wait, I'm not dreaming now." Harry shook his head and backed away, looking like you can't fool me.
"Let Sirius explain to you. I think you should spend more time with your family than with me, don't you?" Dumbledore winked at Harry with his left eye as always, and went upstairs with the old man beside him.
"Sirius, what on earth is going on?" After Dumbledore left, Harry, Hermione and Ron immediately surrounded Sirius.
"Long story." Sirius raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Actually, it was just Aiden's arrangement." Ethan, who was wiping wine glasses in the middle of the counter, dismantled his partner's table.
"You..." The mysterious feeling that Sirius had created for a long time was suddenly shattered by Ethan.
Harry watched the two bickering expertly, and for a moment he felt it was absurd, "Are you two so close?"
"Who has a good relationship with him!"* 2
Then, Sirius and Harry tell the story of why Dumbledore survived, and how he met Ethan, and then went out to do justice together.
Harry told Sirius about how they destroyed the Horcruxes and wandered around. The godfather and godson sat around the fire and chatted, while their friends sat quietly in the distance without disturbing them. Harry once again felt the long-lost feeling of home.
"By the way, Aiden, tell me, do you know the location of Voldemort's next Horcrux?" Harry suddenly thought of Aiden's explanation and asked Sirius hurriedly.
"Yes, when Ethan and I dived into the Abyss, we saw that pitiful soul full of hatred being burned by the Fiendfire on the first layer of the Abyss." Sirius's expression turned solemn.
"What do you mean by peace? It was obviously me who brought you in, otherwise with your body and mind, you would have been corroded by the deep world long ago." Ethan pouted.
"Hey, my godson is here, give me some face!" Sirius leaned over to Ethan and whispered.
"Tsk." Ethan put down the glass he was wiping.
"But how could Voldemort's soul be in the Abyss?" Hermione noticed something unusual.
"Oh." Ethan sighed, "Apart from my irresponsible roommate, who else has the ability to send Voldemort to the Abyss?"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go and kill her." Ron raised his sword, ready to give it a try.
"Don't be in a hurry. Take a rest tonight. You must be tired after traveling all the way." Sirius stopped him.
"Okay." Harry agreed without thinking. After all, he still had a lot to talk to Sirius about.
The next morning, Harry and his two friends enjoyed an unforgettable breakfast hosted by Aberforth.
"Merlin, how could he make such delicious food so ugly?" Ron looked pale. It was obviously not an easy thing to force himself to eat Aberforth's breakfast.
"Well, we ate rats when we were wandering the streets." Sirius curled his lips in disapproval.
"Are you ready?" Ethan stood in an open space and cast a protective spell around him.
"Right up there." Harry grabbed his wand and Invisibility Cloak, followed by Hermione.
The five people stood in the open space, and Ethan pointed his wand downward, stabbing it hard into the ground.
"An outsider who does not belong to this world, from the sea of consciousness... eh? I forgot what happened later, Aiden, please help me!" Ethan gave a silly smile to the sky.
"Ah~" A sigh sounded from the void, and then an alchemical matrix appeared under the feet of the five people.
Ethan injected his power into it, and the ground began to sink instantly. The five wizards fell into the first layer of the deep world - the Deserted Courtyard - in a dizzying spin.
The entire deserted courtyard looked no different from before. It was a small planet that had lost its color. The twinkling stars around it had disappeared, and the surface of the planet was bumpy, as if meteorites often fell there.
"Wow, Ethan, what's wrong with you guys?" Ron opened his eyes and was startled when he saw the only light source.
"This is where the power of Hell is strongest. It's not surprising that I have some reaction."
Ethan, who was speaking, was burning with blue flames all over his body. From the outline, one could barely make out a human figure. His hair also turned into a cluster of burning flames, shaking constantly.
Ethan placed his hands on the ground, and the flames on his body began to spread to the entire planet, soon turning the planet into a fire scene. The temperature of the flames seemed to be able to melt gold and stone, but under Ethan's control, there was no attack on the other four wizards, and the corrosive power of the deep world was also isolated by Ethan's flames.
"Let's go, her residual soul is not far ahead, but you may need to be prepared to fight her." Ethan reminded.
"That's why I came here!" At this moment, there was only determination in Harry's eyes. From the moment he set out on this journey, Harry had made up his mind to destroy Voldemort until his life was gone.
After walking for a while, they finally saw a woman in front of them with a small sword formed by blood piercing her chest.
She maintained a prayer posture like a believer. At the same time, such a strange picture continuously attracted energy from another place and maintained the life of the nun.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle." Ethan called out her name.
The person praying in front of her opened her eyes, glanced at the people around her, and found that the person she wanted to see was not there.
"He's not here, why are there only you? Or is he arrogant enough to think that you minions can deal with me?" The woman's body began to shrink, but the chaotic waves emanating from her were rapidly rising.
"Really? Then why not see the power of the minions?" Harry's pupils turned golden in an instant, and a sharp blade cut Voldemort into two pieces, and at the same time cut off the blood sword on her body.
"Ah, I'm free." Senior Sister Tom stood up. In the sixth level of the deep world, the chaos provided her with more power.
A large amount of black colloid appeared out of nowhere and wrapped her up. Then a Gorgon that was about three stories tall crawled up from the ground.
Harry raised his wand, and the battle was about to begin...
