"But that's not why you killed them, Harry!" the witch looked into Harry's eyes and said heavily: "You have a better choice to punish them, but you chose the worst one. You are only 12 years old, but you already want to kill people! If you trust Dumbledore and us, you should let the law punish them, not let your hands be stained with blood!"

"Dumbledore?" Harry suddenly realized. He whispered, "did Dumbledore ask you to come? Then I must know you. I thought Dumbledore was a great wizard, but in fact, he was just an ordinary old man. He didn't play his due role in the failure of the Ministry of magic and the slander of Sirius."

"Malfoy is right, Dumbledore is old!" whispered Harry.

"How can you think so, Harry!" screamed the witch. "He has been protecting you!"

"Protect? Dumbledore can't even defeat Voldemort. If he was as good as you said, he wouldn't let my parents sacrifice their lives to drive Voldemort into hell. He can solve it himself." Harry said angrily: "Since I came to Hogwarts, you have always told me how terrible and cruel Voldemort is. He is a nightmare in the magic world. Many wizards dare not even say his name after his death."

"I worship Dumbledore like a hero and regard him as my family, but when I see Malfoy holding Voldemort's soul in his hand and torturing him like strangling a chicken, I realize that you have raised Dumbledore too high, and Voldemort is just a cruel black wizard, Dumbledore... He is just an ordinary white wizard."

"It's you who are too weak, not Voldemort who is too terrible. Relying only on Dumbledore will eventually become a mediocre and weak person like you, and even your relatives can't protect them when they are hurt."

"Placing hope on Dumbledore is no different from holding a good expectation. You want Dumbledore to save you and resist evil, but in fact, all we can expect is ourselves. I will not place any expectation of revenge in the hands of others, and people can only rely on themselves!"

Harry raised his right hand and said to the mysterious witch, "get out of the way! Don't stop me from taking revenge, or we will be enemies!"

"Harry!" said the witch sadly, "so you have become like this. I thought... I thought I had time to stop everything..." she sobbed: "why, is there anything more important to you than family and friends?"

"I have no family!" Harry said calmly. "I just want to correct the mistakes that have happened and save the tragedy of the past."

"You never know what you will look like if you go down this road, or I should call you the fourth Lord of the Dark Lord Harry Potter in the future. Harry, everyone loves you. But if you go down this wrong road, you don't know how regretful you will be in the future! You will cry in front of your best friend's body, even if he dies in your hands, you will kill him yourself The teacher who died in the past and the classmate who died today, your feet are covered with bones. You will be condemned and tortured by your conscience day and night, and you will be in pain and anxiety. "

"So what's keeping me going?" Harry asked coldly.

"What?" the witch looked at Harry in surprise.

Harry repeated, "since I am so painful, what supports me to go on this road? Power, power, hatred, or I was born such a cruel person, or I was influenced by Voldemort's soul fragments?"

The witch looked at his scar and whispered, "so you already know."

Harry looked at the Witch and whispered, "who are you?"

"I can't tell you, but I must stop you today, stop you from making mistakes again and again." the witch raised her wand and said.

"I already know!" said Harry calmly. He raised his right hand, looked at the confused Witch and explained, "I seem to have guessed why I can stick to it. Because I want to recover my lost regret, right?"

The witch trembled all over. Her hand holding the wand trembled slightly. She already knew how big a mistake she had made. It thought it could organize, but now it found that maybe she was just the inducement that had happened. Today, it was not only dwarf Peter but also her that promoted Harry's transformation. She trembled and said, "maybe everything can't be retrieved!"

"I know why I can do these things! Maybe everything can be saved. As long as I do what I want to do, the tragedies that have happened to me and you can be saved! Yes, you told me the most important news - the sun Golden Classic Sure enough, I can resurrect the dead, so I will kill those friends who stopped me, because I'm sure that when I achieve my goal, I can let them come back! "

"But you killed them once!" the witch shouted.

Harry raised his hand and let out a disarming spell, but the witch dodged when his shoulder began to move. "Faint!" The witch fought back angrily. Their spells came and went in the screaming shed. The rays formed by the spells were intertwined in the air. The dwarf wanted to be afraid to escape, but nine times out of ten the spells shot by Harry fell on his side and sometimes hit him, causing severe pain.

Their magic spell level is unexpectedly strong, and the witch is also very surprised at Harry's level of disarming spell and some strange and strange spells. Harry can always escape at the critical moment by these spells, which is the reason why he can fight with him even though his spell and magic level are not as good as that of the witch.

"Divine front without shadow!" the witch pushed Harry back, and suddenly her right hand, which didn't hold the wand, suddenly opened. She pinched a handprint and whispered, "dull ray!" the conical jet ray avoided Harry, and was sprayed on the right half of his body. His body was like a machine without oil.

Harry retreated, and the witch pursued the victory, but when he was close to Harry, he suddenly turned into sand and roared past like a whirlwind, attacking the witch's face. Out of guard, the witch was forced back, and her scarf was blown off by the wind and sand.

Looking at the familiar and strange face in front of him, Harry suddenly froze.

His eyes showed a shocked look. The witch took the opportunity to hit him with a petrification spell. Harry petrified in place, his face unbelievable. His eyes stared at her. The witch relieved the partial petrification of his head.

Harry trembled, "Hermione? How could it be you?"

As an adult, Hermione's eyes were red and she was no longer young and mature. Her face was beautiful and beautiful. She whispered, "I later corrected my teeth with magic and changed my hair style. In the sixth grade, after you killed Dumbledore!"

"Later..." Hermione was reluctant to mention it, but she still told the cruel facts: "a lot of things happened. The Weasleys opposed you, but you always tolerated them. That's why we always had hope for you until Ron did something you couldn't tolerate... You killed him!"

"He completely became the fourth Dark Lord, exercised high-pressure rule over the magic world, and banned any wizard from contacting Muggles. He can't marry, contact or understand... You want the magic world to return to the pure era in the past, like Voldemort, and even concocted a prophecy that if the wizard contacts Muggles again, the whole magic world will be destroyed."

"I must stop you, Harry!" Hermione cried. "I thought you changed when you killed the dwarf in second grade. At that time, you began to become cold and cruel. I thought I could stop you, so I used the time converter to come back here... But I was wrong!"

Hermione raised her wand and put it between Harry's eyebrows. Her hands were shaking and tears were streaming down her face. "I have no choice!"

Harry's eyes were calm and warm. He whispered, "don't be sad, Hermione. Everyone has his own destiny."

Hermione's wand trembled even more. She could hardly hold the wand in her hand. Dwarf Peter whispered in the back: "the past can't be changed. You must not start, which led to what happened later."

"Shut up!" Hermione dug out her heart and bones, concentrated him, and let him roll around and wail. Hermione's magic can't be compared with juvenile Harry. The dwarf star will roll for at least half an hour.

Harry looked at struggling Hermione and said in a deep voice, "I want to ask you a question... Did I succeed later?"

Hermione knew what Harry was asking. She felt guilty and asked her to tell the truth: "it can be said that she succeeded, but it was not completely successful... Dumbledore's most trusted person betrayed him, helped you kill him, and got his black book of the dead, plus your Sun Golden Book and resurrection stone. With the help of Snape, you use the black book of the dead He called back the souls of your parents and resurrected Lily Evans with the Golden Book of the sun, but Snape turned his face when he resurrected your father! "

"He cursed your father's soul and made it into a mummy. He couldn't revive."

"You killed him and imprisoned his soul on the astronomical tower. Your mother often went to see him. Later, you always wanted to revive your father, but he was cursed by Snape and became a bloodthirsty and cruel monster. When he attacked Ginny, Ron burned his soul with a fierce fire. You killed Ron! Harry, you became a cruel monster!"

Hermione stroked Harry's face and said in his ear, "we didn't know you at that time!"

"Give up! Harry. The dead man has returned to his destination and will only be cursed. Your mother later lived in great pain..."

Harry's mouth trembled slightly and showed an ugly smile.

Hermione looked puzzled, and then her face changed dramatically. She covered her stomach and fell to the ground. In front of Harry's chest, the sun Gold Classic glittered with golden sun luster, dispelling the petrochemical curse. Harry looked at Hermione with an unbelievable and desperate face and whispered, "no, Granger!"

Hermione looked at him painfully, watching Harry pull out his wand and aim at dwarf Peter. Peter laughed desperately and said, "you will become me, Harry! You will become someone like me."

"Burn away from the fire!" a fierce fire curse made the dwarf and Voldemort's soul burn together.

"Never!" Harry replied to the dwarf's body.