They reached Hagrid’s hut next afternoon. By the time they reached that place, they were all so tired that they went straight to the dormitories and slept. The cup was still with Harry. He kept it next to his pillow and slept. It was then that he saw it, another vision of what Voldemort was doing. He was in the ministry of magic. There was Cornelius Fudge there along with some officials and a few death eaters. Harry was again, Voldemort. Voldemort said, ‘Wormtail, how many times you want me to forget your silly mistakes? If you hadn’t helped me in my rising to power I would have killed you long ago.’
‘I – I am s-s-sorry m-m-master.’ Said the panic-stricken Wormtail who was lying on the floor.
‘Wormtail, do you now don’t like to serve your master?’
‘It’s n-n-not like th-that master’
‘then what is it? Are you worried about that potter boy then?’
‘master, he saved my life once’
At this Voldemort’s anger was at it’s peak. ‘Fool! He hissed. Why didn’t you told this to me before? You are in Harry’s debt. I can’t keep you with me anymore. Wormtail, you have to die. I will have to kill you.’
Harry was astounded to see what Wormtail did, he had expected Wormtail to beg, plead for dear life, but wormtail stood up, still quiet insignificant and said, ‘Then I wish that I give my life willingly so that my sacrifice can help bring your end.’
‘Fool!’ Harry Hissed. ‘No one can kill me. I am immortal’
And wormtail, from his silver hand, helt his neck and broke it into two pieces. His held fell down and Harry woke up.
‘quick’ he told Ron and Hermione. ‘we need to destroy the cup now.’
He took out his cloak and went to the headmasters office. There was the Gryffindor’s sword. He took it out of the shelf and brought it Hagrid’s hut, where he had told Ron and Hermione to take the cup. Hagrid and others were waiting for him there. Harry asked Ron to pierce the cup with the sword. Ron took the sword in his hand, he was just about to cut it when suddenly his whole body started paining. He fell on the floor. it was as if he was suffering from the crusiartus curse. There was no ending to the pain. So, quickly, Hagrid took the sword and pierced it in the cup. A loud scream came from the cup which died soon. Even Ron’s pain stopped. The horcrux was finished.
‘There’s just one left’ they were shouting in happiness.
‘well, I have something to tell you’ Harry told them, and he told them about the vision he had. Everyone was confused, but Hermione was immensely happy.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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