Last time, Harry finally faced Voldemort. After interrupting Voldemort's monologue, Harry used the 'Diamba' spell on him. It didn't work, leaving Harry drained of energy. While Will transferred some of Bloom's power into Harry, Max faced Voldemort again. This time, he used his signature attack, the one that earned him the name 'Distructicus Maximus.' This also didn't work, also leaving Max drained of energy. Harry, now recharged, used the 'Diamba' spell again, this time at point blank range. On with the show!
Chapter 51: End Game
"Diamba!" shouted Harry as he launched his attack. The red energy hit Voldemort head on, engulfing him again in fire and smokeā¦
"Is he now dead?" asked Ginny as she rushed over to Harry, who was once again exhausted from the effort, "Is it over?" "No," said Harry, "I can still sense him. Get Will over here, I need to be recharged again so I can finish Voldemort before he recovers."
"There's none left standing whom can transfer any energy," said Ginny, "No one." "There's me," said Will, "The Heart of Candracar has almost unlimited energy in it. But you'd better make this spell count, I doubt your body can take the strain much longer."
"Then start already," said Harry, "Before the smoke clears." However, Voldemort had left the smoke before it cleared. "This has gone on far too long," said Voldemort grimly, "No more playing around. No you die, Harry." Voldemort raised his hand to perform the killing curse, but was stopped when two orange energy beams struck him in the face. Virgil had taken his sunglasses off.
"Why won't you die?" exclaimed Virgil as he fired his eye-beams again, "Just f#ck$ng die already!" He fired again and again, each blast a direct hit, but doing no apparent damage. "Your persistence is futile!" exclaimed Voldemort as he stood up after a blast to the leg knocked him down, "I rise again and again!" "The permit me to give you farther to fall!" yelled Virgil as he increased the power setting on his eye-beams.
"This can't go on much longer," said Laura to Hermione, "Virgil's cyber eyes weren't built for this level of combat. If he keeps this up, they'll overheat and explode." "Wait a moment!" said Ron, "Why aren't you doing anything to stop Voldemort?" "I've been trying damn it!" exclaimed Laura, "But something's blocking my attacks. I think that ritual gave Voldemort extremely strong mental defenses." "What I want to know," said Hermione, "Is why didn't Harry's attack kill Voldemort?"
Why didn't it work? Thought Harry as Will continued to recharge him with the Heart of Candracar, What am I doing wrong? "Finished," said Will, "You're good to go. Just make this one count." "What about Virgil?" asked Ginny. Just then, what Laura feared happened, Virgil's cyber eyes exploded from the excess strain of prolonged combat.
He fell to the ground, clutching at his destroyed metal eyes. Laura used her mind to drag him out of danger. "You meddlesome child!" exclaimed Voldemort, "I think I'll warm up by crushing the life from your body." "No!" exclaimed Harry, "It's me you want!"
"All in good time, Harry," said Voldemort, "All in good time." But before Voldemort could take one more step, he was grabbed from behind by Nigel, Riven and Steve. "Thought I was out of the game," said Steve as he latched onto Voldemort's left arm, "Didn't you? You goat f#ck$ng sack of pig vomit!" "Harry!" exclaimed Riven, he holding Voldemort down by the right arm, "Whatever you're gonna do, do it now!"
"Fools!" shouted Voldemort, "You'll be slain as well!" "I doubt it," said Nigel, who had latched himself behind Voldemort's back, "I've got too much to live for to just sacrifice my life." "Same here!" said Riven. "As for me," said Steve, "I'm just too plain stubborn to die."
Harry, knowing that Steve, Riven and Nigel would move out of the way in time, prepared what he knew would be his final attack. Yet as he charged the energy for the spell, something was troubling his mind. Why won't the spell work? I'm doing as the book said. Indeed Harry was holding in his mind the face of the one he loved.
Then the answer hit him like a tone of bricks. The book said to hold the faces of the ones I love, not just one in particular! And The Stranger kept telling me to stay true to my friends, all of them! Harry then thought about everyone who'd helped him, everyone who was and is his friend ever since he'd discovered he was a wizard.
Suddenly, the red energy began to change color, shifting from red to orange, to yellow, to green, to blue, to indigo, to violet and back to red. The color shift continued as the energy sphere between Harry's wand and the sword increased in size, until it was at least 6 feet wide, yet it felt like it weighed nothing. Now I am ready! Thought Harry.
"Here it comes!" exclaimed Harry. He was just about to shout out the spell, when he was interrupted by Martin; "Wait! Don't do it yet!" "What?" asked an annoyed Harry, "What's wrong?" "Nothing's wrong," said Martin, "But you have to say something cool before you fire your spell." Form several different sources, Harry could here his friends say, in varied tones, 'You gotta be kidding me.' "What?" asked Harry, both confused and irritated at the same time, "I don't have to say anything!"
"But in the movies all the heroes say something cool before they kill the villain!" protested Martin, "Something like; 'Game over creep!' or 'So long sucker!'" "He doesn't have to say anything!" said an enraged Irma, "Just let Harry do what he has to do!" "Okay," said Martin in a disappointed voice, "But it would've been cool." "This is not a movie, Martin!" shouted Harry just before he launched his spell, "DIAMBA!"
The color-shifting spell shot at Voldemort, colliding with him just after Steve, Riven and Nigel got out of the way. The resulting explosion, though no different in size than the ones before, produced a much different effect. This time, Harry knew it worked. He could feel the connection between him and Voldemort being severed, and though he couldn't see it through the smoke, Harry knew that Voldemort's body was destroyed.
Once again, the effort from the spell took its toll on Harry as he passed out. But before he lost consciousness again, Harry would later swear he heard a voice whisper to him, "Well done." A voice Harry would later swear belonged to Dumbledore.
The end of chapter 51. Is it really over? Find out next chapter. See you next time!
