After the overwhelming green light vanished from their vision, the people finally came to their senses and discovered in horror that Harry Potter, who had just been swallowed by the green light, had silently collapsed onto the ground. He... was dead! Harry Potter, who had been so confident moments ago, had died just like that! "No!"
A piercing scream suddenly tore through the night. Sirius could hardly believe what had happened before his eyes. He lunged forward almost immediately, scooping up his godson from the ground.
He truly could not understand how things had turned out this way.
Why had Harry willingly dueled Voldemort? Why had he chosen to die?
Sirius's scream was like a bomb thrown into a lake, completely jolting awake the people who had been left stunned by the sudden turn of events.
"No, Harry!"
"No!"
"Harry!"
Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid cried out even more miserably than Sirius. Even Hermione, who had long known the outcome, still could not accept the cruel reality of Harry dying before her eyes.
"Fight them! Avenge Harry!"
After Harry's death, the other survivors did not become afraid. Instead, they were filled with righteous fury, ready to fight Voldemort and his lackeys to the death.
It was not that Harry's death had made them lose their minds. Rather, they had noticed that after Voldemort used the Avada Kedavra Curse to kill Harry, he himself seemed to have suffered a severe backlash. His entire body swayed unsteadily, as though he might collapse at any moment.
To all the resistance fighters, this was undoubtedly their best chance to kill Voldemort.
They could not allow themselves to miss the opportunity Harry had created for them with his life.
"Master!"
Yaxley hurriedly called for the other Dark wizards to step forward, preventing that enraged group from