Novel & Cerita Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone End

Through all of it I stayed calm and unmoved, neither sad nor glad, neither bitter nor hateful. He no longer stirred my heart and no longer caused me pain. I could not even summon any extra feeling for him. Every time, it was Julian who stood in front of me, politely turned away his intrusion, and quietly led me off. Time after time he came, and time after time he hit a wall. At last he saw that I had truly let go. I would not come back, and I would never be his again. The certainty in his eyes shattered completely, leaving only a dead, hollow desolation.

With the little sounds I could hear, there was a battle of bullet exchange not too far from us. I couldn’t stand for long on my two feet and Hunter noticed as he gripped me against his chest and began yelling. “ HELP! SHIT… HELP!!!” Slowly I was losing consciousness as I fought to stay awake. Before everything became black the last thing I heard was. “ Iris please don’t leave me” Or …. I’m not so sure. So I guess that’s how it ends?

She twisted the blade, the power within it bursting to life, and as she did, she drove the sword deeper into its chest. The creature let out one final, blood-curdling roar before it collapsed to the ground, the life draining from its body. Zoe stood over it, her chest heaving as she watched the last remnants of Philip’s twisted form begin to disintegrate. The dark magic that had bound him crumbled to dust, leaving nothing behind but a faint, eerie glow in the air.

Matthew cast a final glance at Wendy’s and Henry’s tombstones before taking out a half-finished bottle of poison. “I’ll be seeing you two soon, Wendy, Henry.” (The End)