Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters think that they've won, that it matters that Harry's dead.
But it doesn't matter. Because we can still win. And even though they're telling us to back down, that we've lost, I know we haven't.
"Dumbledore's Army!" Neville yells. We cheer.
"On your head, be it," whispers Voldemort. And Neville erupts into flames, an example to us all. They've crucified Harry and Neville… Who'll be next?
But it won't matter. Because they think that death is scary. And in reality, it isn't. It's peaceful. And that will be their downfall.