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One yell, one curse, one spell and the life of Harry Potter would be drastically altered forever.
"Oblivisci Combinus!" Dolohov -the last Death Eater still standing- raised his wand, his deep ragged voice cutting through the smoke filled air. The spell struck before anyone could even move. Collective yells and screams of the killing curse aimed themselves at Dolohov, ending him for good. But the damage was already done. Harry bloody Potter lay motionless in the middle of the battlefield.
"No!"
And the world dissolved, fading to the dark.
