Chapter 710 This is the greatest respect we can pay to those who are determined to die!

Harry walked out of Professor McGonagall's office in despair. He couldn't remember how long he had been in the pensieve, nor why he came.

He only knew that he was Voldemort's last Horcrux, and he was the threat that Lynn and Irina had to deal with before killing Voldemort...

On that dark and stormy night, a fragment of Voldemort's soul attached itself to the only living person in the house, his body, and from that moment on, he became Voldemort's Horcrux.

This is why he can contact Voldemort through dreams, can peek into Voldemort's perspective, and his own emotions can be bewitched by Voldemort...

What was in his mind was not Voldemort's soul fragment, but Voldemort's Horcrux!

"To kill Voldemort, I must die... Why... Since Professor Dumbledore knew I was going to die early on, why did he let me see all this and see the prosperity of this magical world..."

Two tears appeared on Harry's face, and at some point, he actually started crying.

Harry understood that his destiny was to become the last victim before killing Voldemort and to become a stepping stone for future peace in the wizarding world. Only his death could kill Voldemort and restore peace to the wizarding world...

How cruel is this? !

Harry would rather have died on that dark and windy night, at least he would have known nothing and seen nothing.

However, he came to Hogwarts, saw the wonderful and gorgeous magic, met his lovely partners and classmates, and witnessed the arrival of a new magical era...

And at this moment, he was going to die, and he was going to die for everything he cherished...

Is he willing? of course not!

But does he have any other options? No……

Harry walked slowly towards the outside of the castle. He planned to take a look at the Black Lake and the Black Lake in the evening.

At the same time, Lin En, who was supposed to be brewing the blood fusion potion in the dormitory, and Irina, who was supposed to be studying magic notes, appeared at the Black Lakeside at the same time.

As Lin En waved the wand in his hand, countless golden threads intertwined into a phantom array that completely covered the shores of the Black Lake. The scene in the phantom array was distorted, and the alchemy detector also blended in under Lin En's control. In this illusion formation.

"Lynn, is this really necessary? This is just like rubbing salt into Harry's wounds. Isn't it a little... too cruel..."

Irina looked at the illusory formation in front of her, and then glanced at Harry who had just stepped out of the castle gate and was walking towards here, and couldn't help but said unbearably.

Linn shook his head and said calmly: "No, this is necessary. Harry needs to go through this battle before he can make up his mind..."

Linn gently tapped the wand on his and Irina's heads respectively, and a wonderful feeling came as if the cold liquid was flowing through the whole body. The Disillusionment Curse made their bodies disappear in place.

Harry walked in confusion. He didn't notice anything unusual, so he stepped into the illusion array and arrived at the Black Lake.

"This castle, this wonderful magic, this wonderful magical world, is really peaceful. Everyone likes it, and everyone is eager to stay here, but I...have to leave..."

Harry muttered to himself as he looked at the black lake reflecting the sunset.

But at this moment, a childish voice came from beside him: "Then, sir, why do you want to leave?"

Harry heard the sound and saw that it was a child who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. He recognized that it was himself when he was young, with the messy hair, the distinctive lightning scar, the childish face, and the thin body. …

The bad news that he was also a Horcrux made Harry upset, which made him not think about why his young self appeared in front of him...

He just followed his inner thoughts and whispered in confusion: "I... don't know..."

The young self suddenly changed in front of him. The small body grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into the appearance of Harry, and continued to become more mature.

Soon, the "Harry" in front of Harry looked like an adult. That "Harry" had a beard hanging on his chin, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his eyes.

"who are you?"

Harry turned around, and he finally looked squarely at the "Harry" in front of him.

"Harry" smiled and said lightly: "If you want to believe it, I am you, we are one, and what I show is your heart..."

Harry was silent. He looked at "Harry" in front of him and didn't know what to say.

But at this moment, "Harry" continued to speak, and he said calmly: "You clearly know, but... the answer is meaningless..."

Harry remained silent. Doesn't the answer make sense? What is the meaning of taking death as the answer? !

"Harry" sighed softly and said: "Admit it, you are tired. We are all tired, so we plan to leave here, you, me...and him..."

"Harry" said, his figure suddenly changed. The figure of the eleven-year-old "Harry" suddenly appeared, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You, your past, and your future..."

"Harry" seemed to be stating a certain fact.

Harry suddenly became calm. He looked at "Harry" and asked softly: "When will you leave here?"

"Harry" smiled and said, "Anytime! We will leave this dream with you forever... This is the greatest respect we offer to those who are determined to die!"

Harry was silent again. He looked at "himself" in front of him and hesitated to speak.

Until "Harry" spoke again: "It is an extremely absurd way to go to the extreme, but it is not uncommon for you, because before you met them, met those friends..."

"Harry" waved his hand, and the shadows of Irina, Ron, Hermione, Lynn, Neville, and a group of young wizards from the D.A. army flashed quickly in front of Harry's eyes.

"...your own life has always been the first chip you threw out, and it has always been like this. Of course, it is also the only chip you have as you are weak and powerless..."

"You don't care whether Voldemort is dead or not, nor do you care whether the wizarding world can have peace in the future. You are just bound by the hot shackles of the world as the 'savior' and pushed to the center of the stage..."

"Then... become the last victim of this great event, this event to send Voldemort to death and create the future peace of the wizarding world..."

"Harry" stared at Harry's emerald green eyes and said so. (End of this chapter)