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    During this summer vacation, Draco and Harry took a trip that Harry had longed for - Godric's Hollow - Harry's former home.  Now that the Dark Lord has finally been destroyed, and the Death Eaters were almost wiped out in that war, there is no need to worry about travel safety. Therefore, Harry finally has the opportunity to return to the place where he once remembered.

    In the wizarding world, Godric's Hollow is a very famous place. It is the birthplace of Godric Gryffindor, where the world's first Golden Snitch was born, and where the famous historian Bagshot Bathilda was born.  The home of Dumbledore is also the hometown of Dumbledore. From that valley came the legendary 'Three Saints of Death', and also from here came a boy who survived - he killed the most powerful person in history when he was sixteen years old.  The evil and terrifying dark wizard.  But to Muggles, this is a peaceful rural place, with villages, churches, and vast expanses of wilderness. Apart from a convenience store that also operates a post office, there is only an ordinary and cozy tavern.

    From the moment he stood in a quiet village street, Harry couldn't help but feel excited, especially when he turned around the war obelisk in the center of the town square and saw the magical world side of the sculpture - a man with hair.  Messy and wearing glasses; a long-haired woman, beautiful and elegant; and a baby boy sitting in her arms - his father, mother and him.

    The sculpture is warm and unreal, his father¡¯s expression is very happy, his mother¡¯s posture is very relaxed, and his forehead is smooth. Despite this, Harry is still very close, as if this can bring him closer to his parents.

    "Harry," Draco pulled him and pointed to the church not far away, "I think we should go there to worship first."

    Behind the church is the cemetery. Even if Harry didn't know much about the wizarding genealogy, he could just glance at the tombstones here and see many familiar surnames, including those of Hogwarts classmates, Sir Merlin, and even some  A senior official from the Ministry of Magic

    Two rows behind the tombstones of Principal Dumbledore's mother and sister, Harry found the tombs of his parents, which were white marble. Although it was Harry's first time here as the only descendant of the Potter family in so many years, looking at it  It turned out that his parents' tombstones were well taken care of and there was no dust. The tombs were filled with bouquets of flowers that were in full bloom, about to bloom, or withering.

    James Potter

    Born on March 27, 1960

    Died on 1981.10.31

    Lily Potter

    Born on January 30, 1960

    Died on 1981.10.31

    Harry touched the tombstone and ran his finger across the inscriptions on it, [The last enemy to be defeated is death]

    This sentence is very similar to what Voldemort said - fly away from death and conquer death.

    But at the same time, it also has another meaning - the meaning of life transcends death, and some people are still glorious in death.

    Harry touched the words on it again and again, "But I hope they can live, no honors, as long as"

    "Draco, if it hadn't been for Voldemort, I would have grown up happily here, my mother would have made me apple pie, my father would have played Quidditch with me - I would, I would have made them proud of me  " Big tears flowed from Harry's eyes. When he got here and saw all this, Harry clearly realized for the first time what he had lost. They were lying here, maybe they had turned into one.  Pile of bones, those empty words, comforts and flowers can't let them know that today is the first time their son comes to see them, his mother will not kiss him for his near straight A's in owls, and his father will not know that he  Inherited his talent and became an excellent college Quidditch seeker.

    Lost is lost.

    They sleep here, their bones are cold, but he is still alive, having survived Voldemort's death curse twice, and his heart is still beating powerfully, just like when his parents sacrificed themselves in the hope that he could survive.  , standing in front of them healthy.

    "Death is considered by wizards to be the beginning of another journey. Harry, they will know, and they have known it for a long time. Look at these flowers. People are grateful to you because of you. They are already proud of you.  ¡±

    Harry sniffed, touched his face randomly, and tried to force out a smile, "Okay! Dad, Mom, I, I don't want to talk about revenge, I didn't become a murderer,  I just want to say I am still alive, positive, healthy, optimistic, and will continue to work hard for my ideals! I will live up to the expectations of those who love me."

    Harry finally used his wand to conjure a large bouquet of lilies and placed it in front of his parents' grave. Then he stood up. He wanted to go to his original home.

    In the large courtyard of Potter HouseHe took it as his own, but in the end had to reluctantly give it to its rightful ¡®owner¡¯.

    Lily had knitted a scarf, but it was unfinished, but she mentioned in her diary that it was to be given to ¡®someone¡¯ as a Christmas gift when they were in sixth grade.  Harry didn't know why this precious gift was not given away after so many years, and he didn't know why the scarf was never finished or thrown away after so many years.

    This was the only scarf knitted by his mother. Touching the still soft and warm mixture of wool and unicorn hair, Harry almost regretted it at the last moment before wrapping it, but in the end, he folded it.  That page of diary was packed and sent to its rightful owner on Christmas Eve with tears streaming down my face and with great reluctance.

    Spider tail alley

    In the always-dark wardrobe of the Potions Master, who has won three First-Class Orders of Sir Merlin at the age of thirty-six, there is a precious collection of a colorful striped scarf that looks lively and childish to the point of being a bit too much.  Every time the Potions Master opened the wardrobe, he could see its bright emerald color and the white piping of unicorn fur, as well as the second half of the scarf, which was obviously patched and knitted by a 'hairy West African gorilla'.  Wrinkled, crappy stitches.

    Among the unknown private notes of the Potion Master, there is a page of a treasured old diary¡ª¡ª

    "Sev, I'm not angry with you anymore, let's make peace!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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