The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 689 Didn’t You Notice?

Bellatrix, the most vicious, cruel and notorious Death Eater, was defeated. Cheers instantly rang out in the hall. Victory was getting closer and closer!

Suddenly, a thunderous bang drowned out the cheers in the hall, and a stone wall of the hall collapsed. The rubble happened to bury the unconscious Bellatrix, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive.

The people in the auditorium cried out in surprise and dodged, away from the collapsed stone wall and the thick black and white, solid fog that flew in from the gap.

Suddenly, the smoke and fog dissipated, and Ada and Voldemort stood opposite each other in the Great Hall. Their robes were dusty and their chests were heaving violently.

Voldemort's scarlet eyes moved, and he saw Nagini, who was chopped into three pieces and could be used to make soup, and Bellatrix, who was buried.

The last Horcrux, the most loyal servant, was lost, and Voldemort's anger exploded like a bomb. Waving his wand, Voldemort's spell illuminated the entire hall!
But Voldemort's powerful spell was ineffective, as Ada's Shield Charm across the center of the hall blocked it.

A hissing sound came from Voldemort's mouth, and even his breathing was chilling. Everyone could clearly feel his anger and the strong murderous intent he emanated.

"What a shame, she was once a very beautiful woman."

Ada's gaze stayed on Nagini, who was cut into three pieces. She sighed with a little regret, but her heart was filled with more joy.

Harry Potter has been "killed" by Voldemort himself, and now Nagini has also been cut off, which means that Voldemort has lost all his Horcruxes. He has turned back into a mortal body and has become an ordinary person who can be killed.

This is the best news so far. Now Ada just needs to defeat Voldemort and kill the Dark Lord, and everything will be over.

"You are also a beautiful woman. I will sigh in front of your corpse later." Voldemort's voice was colder than the howling wind outside, as if it was ice from hell.

There was a deathly silence in the hall. Even though victory was within reach, Voldemort still brought overwhelming pressure to everyone, making it hard to breathe.

People looked at Ada and Voldemort who were staring at each other, waiting for them to end the war today.

Gradually, some people overcame their fear and held their wands tighter, while others mustered up all their courage and walked out directly, wanting to besiege Voldemort.

This courage inspired more people, and more and more people stood up to face Voldemort, like an ocean wanting to swallow Voldemort.

Voldemort looked around with his red eyes, a disdainful smile on his face. He didn't care about these people's resistance. He only cared about Ada and Harry.

One has strength that rivals his own, and the other is the child of prophecy.

"Let me do it!" Harry said loudly, walking up to Ada.

In the silent hall where one could hear the sound of breathing clearly, Harry's voice spread far away like a horn. He said, "Let me do it, Ada. Let me defeat Voldemort, just like the prophecy said."

Voldemort fixed his gaze on Harry and said, "This is not your way, Potter. Shouldn't you be using Drizzt as a shield, just as you have been hiding behind Dumbledore?"

"Ah... I see. Your lucky escape once again gave you the courage to resist Lord Voldemort. And the prophecy... it must be so." Voldemort continued, "Stupid and pathetic, Harry Potter."

Harry wanted to say something in rebuttal, but Ada had already passed him and stood in front of him.

Harry looked at Ada's back, watching her carefully and meticulously tidying up the loose hair on her temples, smoothing them out one by one and then tucking them behind her ears one by one.

"Stand back, Harry. He is mine." Ada said, her voice was not loud, but it was unquestionable.

Voldemort laughed even louder. He mocked, "You are the same as him. You are both puppets in Dumbledore's hands. You can only hide behind adults and cry in grievance."

"That's true." Ada actually nodded and admitted, "That's because there are people in this world who are worthy of our reliance, worthy of our trust, and worthy of our all-out protection."

Ada's green eyes were filled with compassion, but more of a look of disdain for Voldemort. She continued, "And you have nothing, no one to rely on, no one to trust, no home to live in... poor creature."

“You, you guys, you are the pathetic ones!” Voldemort retorted loudly, “Great people do not need to rely on others. That is a sign of weakness. You will never be able to reach the heights I have reached!”

"If you say you don't understand, then you really don't understand at all." Ada laughed, as if she felt that it was a very stupid thing for her to reason with Voldemort, extremely stupid.

Those who live alone are either gods or beasts.

Obviously, the solitary Voldemort is not a god, but he regards himself as a "god" and claims to be great.

In contrast to Voldemort, Ada, who also reached the top of the mountain, never thought that she was great, because she could not do those great things. Although she had never reached such a height, Ada had witnessed the birth of greatness more than once.

"You cannot question my greatness!" Voldemort said coldly. He kept stroking his wand, trying hard to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

It's not about restraint, but about wanting to know more secrets from Ada.

Voldemort wanted to know how Harry Potter escaped the Killing Curse again. Did he master magic that he didn't know about, or did he hide a more powerful "weapon"?
That's why Voldemort did not choose to attack again, but confronted Ada, while thinking about what to do next.

"I'm merciful and decided to let you die knowingly." Ada said, imitating the way Voldemort spoke, "I'll tell you where you lost."

“Haha, then I’m all ears to hear how you want me to die knowingly!” Voldemort said sneerfully.

As they spoke, the two people who were confronting each other actually started circling in the auditorium.

The crowd around them froze in place, as if petrified. There were hundreds of people in the auditorium, but it seemed that only the two of them were breathing.

Ada walked slowly and gracefully. She said, "Speaking of this, I have to mention the prophecy that has been haunting you."

Many years ago in the Hog's Head Inn, Sybill Trelawney predicted Voldemort's defeat and the savior who would defeat the Dark Lord.

After learning of the prophecy, Voldemort was worried that the things predicted would happen and that the child in the prophecy would become his powerful enemy, so he made a hasty decision - to kill the child in the prophecy at all costs.

However, the prophecy Voldemort received was not complete. He only knew that "someone capable of defeating the Dark Lord is approaching", but he did not know that he had marked the other party as a strong enemy and pushed himself to a dead end.

"You are conceited and proud. You will never allow anyone to threaten you, so you want to strangle the child in the prophecy in the cradle." Ada continued, "It is because of your conceit and pride that you did not take the Potters seriously and killed them without hesitation, just because they blocked your way."

"We all know the result. You were defeated by the Mudblood you despised, and you were defeated by the love you despised."

Voldemort snorted coldly. He certainly knew the reason for his first failure, which was why he wanted to use Harry Potter's blood to resurrect, and why he spied into the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries in order to obtain the complete prophecy.

"But I am back, stronger than ever!" said Voldemort. "I killed that Mudblood like I crushed an ant, and love failed to protect her. And Dumbledore, who claimed that love conquered death, but love did not stop him from falling from the tower, and he shattered like an old wax figure!"

"Yes, you are back." Ada said, and the two of them were still circling face to face. "But if you haven't learned the lesson from failure, what's the use of coming back a hundred times?"

A Saint Seiya will not be defeated by the same trick twice, but Voldemort falls into the same pit again and again and has no memory at all.

"Haven't you discovered yet?" Ida asked, "From the time you and I fought in the playground to the time we ran into this hall, the people who fell to the ground and wailed were all Death Eaters loyal to you."

"Did you really not notice it?"

(End of this chapter)