Chapter 1848 Evil Comes

Remember [New] in a second! Voldemort killed Harry and destroyed himself at the same time. As Dumbledore said, Voldemort's various operations seemed to make him stronger, but in fact they were one step closer to death, and he was doomed to failure as early as the beginning.

While thinking of victory, he ushered in failure. What a great irony, Voldemort vividly interprets what it means to seek death.

Is it really?

Aiwen looked at the fifteen-year-old Riddle, hoping to get an accurate answer.

After those messy magical transformations, no one in the world can really understand Voldemort's specific state, except himself, or a part of himself that used to be.

Voldemort's death must be confirmed to truly end this nightmare.

"I can't feel the breath of the main soul anymore, his existence has disappeared, and there is no more Voldemort in the world." Riddle said slowly, pausing for a long time, still staring at the direction of the tower, "But, I have an ominous feeling Premonition!"

Foreboding? Is this talking about divination?

Ivan knew what Riddle was talking about, because he felt the same way.

Although he can be sure that he does not have any talent in divination, but at this moment, the premonition, the premonition that something ominous is approaching, the premonition that the most terrifying thing is about to happen, is becoming stronger and stronger.

Ivan has no joy of victory at all!

Maybe it was because the victory came so easily that he was unprepared.

It could also be that Voldemort died in a way he didn't expect, or that he didn't examine Voldemort's body to be sure.

In short, this matter is full of weirdness and various uncertainties.

Aiwen turned his head and looked behind him, the out-of-control magic power of the Snake Wand was still raging, the tower was collapsing, and countless cracks in space kept appearing.

It has now become the most dangerous area in the world, Voldemort...

"Ivan!" Amidst the whistling wind, Harry's weak cry sounded from below him. He woke up and looked around suspiciously.

Ivan found an open space and placed Harry, Sirius, and Snape on the ground.

"What's going on, I remember Voldemort hit me with the Killing Curse... What happened to Sirius?" Harry came to Sirius and said in horror, "Is he dead?"

"Don't get excited, Harry, no one died, whether it's Sirius or Snape, they will recover." Ivan took out a bottle of recovery potion and fed it to Sirius.

"I met Dumbledore just now, and he told me something about Snape..." Harry said, looking at Snape who was silent aside with a complicated expression.

"Really, that's just right. He gave me some memories at the last moment and asked me to give them to you. I think you might be interested." Ivan handed the bottle containing Snape's past memories to Harry, and continued to ask , "So, you already met Dumbledore? After Voldemort hit you with the Killing Curse, you went to that world?"

"Yeah, I went to a strange place. I know if it's the world of the dead you mentioned, where life and death meet. It looks a lot like Muggle King's Cross Station, where we take the Hokkaido bus every year when we start school. Where the Gwartz Express ... I did meet Dumbledore there, and he told me a lot about his past, his plans, and me being the last Horcrux."

Harry paused for a moment, seeming to be thinking, his eyes flicked back and forth between Ivan and Riddle, and there was a lot to say.

"You already knew that I was a Horcrux, didn't you?" Harry continued without waiting for Ivan's response, "Voldemort's Killing Curse hit me, I don't know why I didn't Death, but the Horcrux in my head is supposed to be destroyed, the fragment of his soul is gone. What happened after that, why are we here, Voldemort?"

"This is a good question. After you were hit by Voldemort's Killing Curse, his main soul was also severely damaged. We all know that after so many splits, his soul is already full of holes. A severe injury caused his soul to collapse, and he was destroyed like this." Ai Wen expressed his understanding.

"destroy?"

"Yeah, destruction." Ivan said, "There was a problem with Voldemort's soul. After losing the last horcrux, it began to collapse. He lost the control of the double snake rod, and his magic power began to get out of control. Space appeared, I rescued you and Sirius, Voldemort's body was swallowed by the space crack, as for his current state... Riddle said just now, he can no longer feel his breath."

Harry looked at Ivan in disbelief, and then at Riddle. He hesitated, and asked the same question, "Is Voldemort dead?"

"I don't know, Harry, I'm afraid no one knows." Ivan continued, "The current situation is beyond expectations, but if Voldemort disappears and dies, I have no objection... The war is not over yet, we must rush back School, tell everyone about Voldemort's death, and end the ongoing battle."

Whatever happened to Voldemort, they couldn't stay here for long. We must return to Hogwarts as soon as possible to end this battlefield.

It is important to end wars before more deaths occur.

"Indeed." Harry stood up. "We must go back as soon as possible."

He thought of Ginny, and everyone who was fighting at the castle. At the same time, Harry couldn't wait to go back and look at Snape's memories. He had a hunch that maybe he could learn more about Dumbledore's plan, and Snape's grudge with his father.

And, his love for his mother!

That's what Dumbledore told him just now, and it's really absurd.

Harry never thought that Snape was actually the one who overheard Professor Trelawney's prophecy in the tavern, and he leaked the content of the prophecy to Voldemort, leading to the death of his parents and all subsequent events . What he didn't expect was that because of this incident, Snape also betrayed Voldemort and took refuge in Dumbledore. For the next seventeen years, he has been protecting himself in obscurity.

And all of this is because of his love for his mother Lily.

The degree of curiosity about this matter even surpassed his concern about whether Voldemort was dead or not.

Now that Voldemort was gone, then... Harry was stunned suddenly, he turned around and looked in the direction of the tower behind him in disbelief.

A chilling terror struck, making the hairs all over his body stand on end.

This is a horror beyond imagination!

Even in the face of Voldemort, there was no such tangible feeling. It was so clear and so terrifying that the body, no, even the soul began to tremble.

Evil is coming!