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When the magical dome broke apart and the golden beam disappeared, all the phenomena caused by the Priori Incantatem came to an end.
With that, the magic that held Harry floating a few inches above the ground was also canceled, and he once again felt the weight of gravity. Staggering, he fell half-kneeling to the ground.
"Huff... Huff..." Harry, supporting himself with his hand on the ground so as not to collapse, panted heavily.
He was obviously exhausted after everything he had been through, mentally, physically and magically.
And beyond the exhaustion, he was also a little disoriented from the abrupt end of the magical duel.
His mind still wandered in the memory of the spectral forms of his parents, who vanished the moment the connection between the wands was interrupted.
'Mom... Dad... Why did they appear here? How?!'
The question tore at him, mixed with a whirlwind of emotions: anguish, longing, happiness, sadness, affection... all at once. Natural feelings for a boy who had just been reunited with his parents dead for more than a decade.
"Harry!"
The young green-eyed wizard was then jolted out of his dazed state by me, as I ran toward the boy.
Kneeling beside him, I gently pulled him by the arm, helping him to stand.
"Come on. We have to go," I said with some urgency.
My watchful eyes hadn't left the Death Eaters, who were still frozen in fear, and the Dark Lord, who was struggling to recover from his recent defeat.
Hearing my warning, Harry nodded. He was already on his feet, leaning slightly on me, and even though he was still a bit dizzy, he was steadier than before.
His gaze then fell upon the incandescent red bird hovering at our side, radiating magic as if it were protecting us.
"Why is he here? Did Headmaster Dumbledore come to save us?" he asked hopefully, looking around for the old wizard.
"No, the Headmaster didn't come... only him," I replied, which made Harry look at me confused and a little disappointed.
Noticing his slight disappointment, I shook my head in amusement.
"But don't worry, he's all we need right now," I said, smiling at the phoenix who sang proudly, confirming my words.
"Oh..." Harry murmured, trusting me, and also the immortal bird. "Well, in that case what are we waiting for? Let's get out of here."
"Right," I nodded, before looking at the mystical animal.
"Fawkes, take us back to Hogwarts," I asked, receiving in response an affirmative cry.
Fawkes then let out another song – soft, yet powerful and magical. All his feathers began to shine like living embers, until his entire body resembled a small sun.
The scarlet and golden flames that had only covered his body before expanded, enveloping Harry and me in a world of fire — without pain or heat, only care and comfort.
I knew that what Fawkes was doing was covering us with his magic to make his fire teleportation easier.
And realizing we were about to leave this graveyard forever, I narrowed my eyes before raising my wand.
'{Accio}! Pettigrew's body, Macnair's head, and Nott's arm!' I cast the spell silently in my mind.
Then, as if pulled by an unseen force, the coward rat's corpse and the two grisly trophies came flying toward me.
The Death Eaters could only watch as these remains were summoned, too slow to react, too stunned to interfere.
In the blink of an eye, the body and the severed parts fell at my feet, and I planted my boot on them to secure the contact I needed for apparition.
"Wait! You're bringing those things with us?!" Harry exclaimed, shocked and disgusted.
"Uh... Yes?" I looked at him as if it were obvious. "These are the proof of what happened here with us tonight, so of course I need to show them to the Aurors and the Headmaster."
"Well, but you don't need to take all three, right?" the Gryffindor insisted.
"The more evidence, the better" I shrugged.
He then pursed his lips, not bothering to hide his expression of disgust.
But knowing I was right, and not wanting to waste any more time, he relented, "Urg... Fine, you can bring them. But please, keep them far away from me."
"Okay, boy of the house of courage," I rolled my eyes, pushing the corpse and the head a little away with my foot.
"Phew... That's better," he sighed, feeling more at ease.
Seeing his relieved look, I shook my head ironically before refocusing on the present moment.
With just a glance, I could see that the dark wizards had regained a bit of their courage, and that they were preparing to act, unwilling to let us escape.
I could also see that Voldemort had already partially recovered from the attack he suffered from the breaking of the Priori Incantatem.
The emotions he felt while looking at Harry and me, beyond confusion and shock, also showed anger, hatred, and humiliation.
'Well, I guess that's our signal to go home,' I thought, feeling the He-Who-Can-Not-Smell's murderous intent.
"Fawkes, now!"
With that command, the phoenix perched his claws on my shoulder, gripping me firmly, before opening his magnificent wings.
"Screeee!" with a cry, a pulse of magic surged with Fawkes as its center, quickly covering the three of us plus my other 'war trophies'.
"Until next time, Baldymort! Dick Eaters!" I said, smiling coldly and with disdain at them.
Then, before they could say or do anything, the flames around us grew even more powerful and intense. From the point where we stood, a wave of magic surged.
*FWOOOSH!*
Right after that, an incandescent explosion of golden and red colors lit up the entire graveyard, forcing all the dark wizards to close and cover their eyes.
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After a few seconds, the glow dissipated. The graveyard returned to its usual macabre and suffocating darkness, echoing with an oppressive and grim silence.
As soon as the Death Eaters and Voldemort managed to open their eyes again, they saw that in the place where we had stood just moments before, now it was empty, without any sign of us.
Voldemort, realizing that the prey he wanted — and had — to kill had escaped, gnashed his teeth. His fists clenched in fury, and his cruel red eyes gleamed.
"HARRY POTTER! ETHAN NIGHT!"
His furious scream echoed through the graveyard, startling the crows and making his servants tremble.
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-Hogwarts-
Back at the Quidditch Pitch, the turmoil in front of the maze's entrance did not cease — fervent, tense, and with a suffocating air that weighed upon everyone.
After so long without any sign of the two Hogwarts champions, even the audience who had initially watched the tournament with excitement was now beginning to worry.
Students, professors, and guests who had any sort of connection — however small — with the missing boys, had already descended from the stands and joined their families on the field.
Everyone had already realized for some time that something was terribly wrong with this task, and now they only wanted answers.
"When will the Ministry finally do something? Until now they're just walking around like headless chickens!" Sarah said angrily, her voice intentionally loud.
Many nodded to her words. At this moment, the Ministry was proving to be more useless than if they had asked Peeves for help.
Sirius, outraged, felt that these government officials needed to be pressured a bit. So, he approached the short man in the corner, who nervously held his ugly green hat.
"Fudge, this has gone on long enough. When are you and your Ministry actually going to do something to find my godson?"
"W-we are doing everything we can to find them, Lord Black," Fudge stammered, uncomfortable under the furious and frustrated gaze of the wizard before him. "So please, have a little more patience and try to calm do—"
"Calm down?" Sirius cut him off, glaring with a murderous gleam. "How do you expect me to stay calm when we don't even know exactly where the damn graveyard they're in is!?"
"I-I... Well... Th-that..." the Minister choked on his own words, sweat trickling down his forehead as he desperately searched for an answer.
End.
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