Witcher at Hogwarts

"Oh my god." Harry's legs weakened and he sat on the ground. He couldn't face this fact at all.

Hermione looked into Ethan's eyes. At this time, Ethan's amber-like cat eyes had lost the brilliance of life.

Only Hermione, until the last moment of her life, Ethan still comforted her silently with his soft eyes.

Hermione felt cold in her hands and feet. She couldn't hear any sounds at the moment, and only Ethan's eyes that had lost their light could be thought of.

"What are you all doing! Don't gather here, hide quickly! The Death Eaters have all evacuated, but it's still possible to hide one by one."

Professor McGonagall hurried into the lounge and scolded the students gathered here.

But she quickly saw Ethan lying on the ground.

Professor McGonagall fell silent, the thought apparently too horrific to be spoken aloud.

"Merlin!" Professor McGonagall's wand dropped to the ground out of shock.

Everyone gathered in the Gryffindor lounge was thinking so at this moment. In the silence and silence, the fear was growing wantonly.

"I think - I think everyone should go to the infirmary for a checkup now." Professor McGonagall did not forget her responsibilities in the end.

The order was given with great difficulty.

With their minds blank, many people subconsciously followed Professor McGonagall's orders.

Like clockwork robots, they walked stiffly toward the infirmary.

Only Hermione, Harry, and Ron were still standing there blankly.

"That's enough, kids, you have to go one by one," Professor McGonagall whispered, holding the three people's shoulders and taking the three wooden men out of the lounge.

"Minerva, I heard that a Death Eater sneaked in and attacked the Gryffindor common room?" Dumbledore rushed over at this time.

There was a wound on his arm, and the blood stained half of his sleeve red. It was caused by Voldemort.

The curse on his hand seriously affected Dumbledore's strength. Just when Dumbledore couldn't hold on any longer, Voldemort seemed to suddenly receive some order.

The ugly-looking one withdrew along with all the Death Eaters and dark wizards.

Professor McGonagall raised her arm and pointed tremblingly towards Gryffindor, who had opened the door. Dumbledore soon spotted Ethan.

Dumbledore's expression suddenly sank, and he walked slowly in front of Ethan.

Dumbledore stared at Ethan's face blankly for a while, and finally closed Ethan's eyes with his hands.

After doing all this, Dumbledore sat on the sofa in the Gryffindor lounge, seemingly much older.

More and more people heard the news and rushed to the corridor. Most of them were slightly injured and looked at Ethan who fell on the ground in silence.

Suddenly a group of Aurors arrived in the corridor in a hurry.

The leader was Moody, and Tonks followed closely behind Moody.

"Damn it, these Death Eaters escaped!" Moody cursed angrily.

Then he saw the professors and students standing silently on both sides of the corridor.

"You are all here together." Moody was about to complain, but he suddenly realized something and his expression turned serious.

"What happened?" Moody asked in a low voice.

The students in front took the initiative to leave a place for Moody, and Moody saw Ethan lying on the ground at a glance.

"Oh my God!" Moody sighed and hit the ground hard with his cane.

Tonks looked over Moody's shoulder and immediately saw Ethan lying on the ground.

"What's going on?" Tonks didn't seem to realize that Ethan was dead and rushed over suddenly.

Arriving at Ethan's side, "Ethan, what's wrong with you?" Tonks pushed Ethan's shoulder, but Ethan could no longer answer her.

"How is this - how is this possible -" Tonks said as if she was dreaming, "He is so powerful, he can't be -"

"Tonks, Ethan died in a heroic battle to protect students. He was the bravest I have ever seen -" Dumbledore said with a sigh.

"I don't care!" Tonks finally realized that Ethan had completely left her. "I don't care if he's a hero! He's dead! Dead!"

After Tonks shouted, she fainted in excitement.

Dumbledore seemed to be speechless to Tonks. After sighing, he stepped back.

Finally, Hagrid stepped forward and picked up Ethan's body. He covered Ethan's bloody body with a sheet so that it looked like Ethan was just asleep.

Hagrid howled in pain and took steps forward. The students and professors surrounding him automatically made way for Hagrid.

They took off their hats one after another and looked at the ground. Although there were many people in the corridor, it was still quiet.

Everyone sent their condolences to Ethan.

Ethan felt very strange at this time.

He was standing in a fog, and he looked at his chest. He clearly remembered that a guy had pierced his chest with a short knife, but it was already healed.

Ethan looked around and found nothing, so Ethan had no choice but to continue walking forward.

There was soft grass and land under his feet, and Ethan became inexplicably familiar with this environment.

It wasn't until he passed through a stone arch that Ethan completely recognized this place as White Crow Vineyard.

The furnishings of the manor are exactly the same as when Ethan left.

Even the position of the Gwent cards on the table has not changed.

The entire manor was quiet, without any movement. Ethan was walking in the manor. There were no traces of any living creatures, not even birds or insects.

Ethan walked around the manor but still found nothing. Just when he was about to return to the starting point, a figure wearing a black gauze robe suddenly appeared in the courtyard of the manor.

Ethan walked forward cautiously and observed carefully.

This figure was more feminine. She didn't seem to notice Ethan at this time, and was looking at the strange-looking thing in front of her wholeheartedly.

The thing was in the shape of a naked child, curled up on the ground. The red skin was very rough, and it looked like it had been peeled off. It was placed on a stone pier and was struggling to breathe and whimpering.

There was also a layer of strange gray-black stuff wrapped around his body, which kept moving around the child, wrapping it up.

"This is Tom's soul, the last piece of soul." A cold female voice suddenly sounded in Ethan's heart, startling Ethan.

The woman in the black gauze robe suddenly turned around, and only then did Ethan realize that she had a skull face.

"Tom, that cunning guy who evaded death, but in the end no one can, no one can escape death, and now he still falls into my hands." The woman continued.

"I would like to ask, who are you?" Ethan asked cautiously. He could feel that this woman's origin was very extraordinary.