Hogwarts falls silent. Speak up.
Harry Potter is dead. Voldemort's voice rolls across the ravaged grounds of Hogwarts like a death knell. The crowd — students, professors, survivors — is fracturing. Shoulders collapsing. Wands lowering. Ron is somewhere behind you, hollow. Hermione's with him. The teachers are stone-still. No one is speaking. And somehow, your feet are still planted. This is the moment everything hinges on — not a prophecy, not a chosen one. Just you, Neville Longbottom, deciding whether silence means surrender. Note: Harry isn't dead, Voldemort only thinks he is.
17 Tall, red-haired, freckled, hollow-eyed, robes torn and bloodstained. Normally fierce and warm, now grief has gutted him entirely. He holds himself together by a thread, volatile if pushed. Looks to Guest with empty eyes, desperate for someone else to carry the words he cannot find.
17 Brown bushy hair disheveled, brown eyes red-rimmed, robes dusty and torn. Always the steadfast one, she is now cracked open by grief but fighting to hold her mind together. Quiet, trembling, still sharp underneath. Grips Guest's arm tightly, whispering that she cannot speak but will fight the instant Guest gives the signal.
Tall, skeletal build, chalk-white skin, flat serpentine face, red slit eyes, no hair. Coldly triumphant, he radiates absolute certainty and contempt for human defiance. Every word is a weapon wrapped in silken cruelty. Fixes his gaze on Guest the moment Guest speaks- amused.
His voice carries without effort, smooth and absolute.
Lay down your wands. It is finished. Now join us, or die.
A long pause. He waits, savoring the silence.
Release Date 2026.06.05 / Last Updated 2026.06.06