Harry didn’t remember dying.
He looked at the panel again. Purge foreign entity. That had to be the piece of Voldemort’s soul, the one Dumbledore had told him about. But memories may be lost gave him pause. hp safe mode
“What kind of memories?” Harry felt a strange, unexpected surge of hope. No more nightmares of the graveyard? No more flashes of Nagini’s eyes, or the sound of his mother’s scream? But also… no more connection to Voldemort’s mind. No more false visions. Harry didn’t remember dying
Then a crisp, synthetic voice echoed from nowhere and everywhere. Harry blinked. “What?” User: Potter, Harry James. Magical core: critically unstable. Horcrux fragment detected. Neural link to host compromised. Safe Mode engaged to prevent permanent system collapse. Before he could ask what a “horcrux fragment” was doing in his neural link , a floating blue panel materialized in front of him. That had to be the piece of Voldemort’s
She reached out, and her hand passed through his chest like light through glass. Harry felt a click —like a key turning in a lock. The cottage faded. The white void returned, then collapsed into darkness.
Harry woke on the cold forest floor, leaves in his hair, a dull ache in his chest. Above him, the stars were coming out.
He sat up slowly. The Resurrection Stone lay beside him, now cold and gray—spent. He pocketed it anyway.