Wizard and Deat Reaper: Hogwarts
Chapter 36's

All the shinigami looked at Toushiro in disbelief, as did the witches. Then they looked at Urahara, not believing the crazy hypothesis. The idea made Harry shudder.

"Don't joke, Kisuke," Yoruichi said. "He wouldn't do that."

"The Hitsugaya we know is not impossible to do that," Byakuya said without a beat. "He is a shinigami loyal to Soul Society. Forced to join the enemy or die, he would choose the latter. Even if it's suicide, it's a more honorable act than betraying the Gotei 13."

"You mean," Ichigo said in a growling voice, "he fought all those Arrancar alone to drain his reiatsu, while suppressing the power of the Hougyoku so that it would blow itself up because he was weakened, was it?"

"I'm so anxious" said Urahara bitterly. "Hitsugaya-kun knows the power of Hougyoku. How big, how amazing, how dangerous. Aizen previously revealed another power from him, that Hyougoku's ability is not to divide the boundary between shinigami and hollow forces, but rather to grant the holder's deepest wish. If in the wrong hands, the Hougyoku carries more damage, as Aizen pointed out first. Knowing what the Arrancar's purpose was to make him the container of Hyougoku, Hitsugaya-san knew they would do anything to pull him to their side. It made him feel that if he kept that power, he would not be able to control it. Nonetheless, with his present ability it is true that it is not impossible for him to finish off those Arrancars quickly; using Hyouten Hyakkasou*, I believe this battle is over. But he didn't do that, and instead made it long. This is not the right place to fight. If he unleashed his power, it would endanger the witches instead. So he's stalling. If the battle is over, the Arrancars will run out, so will he."

"Then, you could say his wish was suicide?" ask Ichigo, grunting irritatedly. "Now that I'm absolutely sure, a genius doesn't mean you can't do anything *****."

"It's not exactly that, in my opinion," Urahara said.

"So what?" ask Yoruichi.

"I don't know either" Urahara said. "I'm not someone who can read hearts."

Ichigo gripped the handle of the Zangetsu with both hands. "And this is definitely not the time to just abandon her." Ichigo raised his sword. "Look, I'll help him and I'll kick his ass…"

"Hey.." chirped Shinji.

"If he's to die" said Ichigo, his eyes full of determination, "pull him out of hell and I kill him again!"

And Ichigo darted back into space. The shinigami who were in the place were glued for a moment.

"I forgot that Ichigo had a head as hard as Hitsugaya" Kensei commented.

"Do we have to help him?" yumichika asked, wagging her bob hair. "To be admitted, Commander Hitsugaya planned a death that was not at all pretty. Heroic, but not artistic."

"I see what you mean" Ukitake said seriously.

"And maybe you need an extra gun."

All of them, who were not involved in the fight turned their heads. Harry saw a tall, middle-aged man emerge from the closing senkaimon behind him. The man had black hair, and wore the same black shihakusou as the other shinigami. Only, on his upper left arm was bound a white cloth that seemed to be torn from the same cloth as the commander's haori cloth.

And, no one was more surprised to receive the man's arrival than Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Dad?!"

Harry was shocked. Ichigo's Dad?

"Yo, first-sonny boy," said the man cheerfully. "I've come to help you."

"His Reiatsu appeared," whispered Yoruichi, staring at the still-fighting Toushiro, still with a frozen face without an expression of cold face that did not show any emotion. However, his reiatsu they could feel. "And weakened. I can also feel his Hougyoku reiatsu…"

"Ruby."

The 13th Division lieutenant turned to look at Ichigo's father. "Yes?"

"You're going to be very helpful. Will you take your bankai off? Hakka no Togame*'s ability will help Toushiro survive."

"But…"

"It's okay" Isshin said firmly. "Your Reiatsu won't have a negative impact on him. Hyousetsu types like you are much more tolerant than anyone among us all. You're gonna use your bankai to destroy all those hollows. The cold waves you released damaged them, but the low temperature was familiar to Toushiro. You trained your bankai with him. Daiguren Hyourinmaru recognizes Hakka no Togame. His new bankai must still recognize your bankai. Maybe not all hollows will be exposed to its range, considering we are in the Barrier Seal. But that'll be enough."

Rukia nodded.

"That's great. Now, just get that brat down. Ichigo!"

Ichigo who had just slashed a hollow that was like a scorpion-tailed gorilla turned his head in annoyance. "What?!"

"Here down!" yell Isshin again.

Ogah-ogahan, Ichio avoids two hollows who try to hit him with their fists and shunpo down. Almost simultaneously, other Shinigami who had fought also landed on the ground.

"We should be trying to help Toushi-!"

"That's what we're going to do," interrupted Isshin, cutting Ichigo's sentence, which immediately wavered.

"W-what?! Then why were me and the others sent down?"

"Because that was the plan," Isshin said immediately. Looking at that rarely shown serious expression, Ichigo knew it was serious. "Rukia will release Hakka no Togame to finish off the hollows. It was the safest large-scale attack one could make. His reach will not hit the castle, but it is destructive enough for the hollows, and tolerant for Toushiro."

"But it was said Toushiro was weakened…"

"Rukia's frozen bankai Reiatsu remains recognizable to her, after all her ability is not meant to hurt her," Urahara said. "This way the hollows will be removed and we can get close to Hitsugaya-san and help him." The former Division 12 Commander sighed. "Now is the time. Come on, Isshin."

"What do you want to do?" ask Ichigo.

"Help Shiro-chan, of course," said Isshin rather impatiently. "What do you think?"

"But how?"

"Small tricks like the one we used for Masaki, but they have been modified so that no shinigami power is lost because of that" Urahara said.

"What?!" exclamation Ichigo shocked. "You mean to seal that Hougyoku?"

"Exactly," said Urahara. "It seems Hitsugaya-san did intend to make himself weak, but he had no idea if that was the case, he would instead awaken the hollow instinct resulting from Hougyoku's existence. And right now, that's what's happening." Urahara pointed at Toushiro who was convoluted from the attack of an Arrancar who had been battered. The ice that crossed the harness on his chest turned gray. "His soul slowly began to be filled by that hollow. If passed on, there are only two possibilities, becoming a Vizard, or dying. And I dare to bet, Hitsugaya-san prefers the latter, agreeing with Commander Kuchiki."

Harry and his friends were shocked to hear this.

"And none of us want to lose him, right?" Urahara.

"But if you want to seal the Hougyoku, what about the hollow?" ask Hinamori worriedly.

"Momo-chan," said Isshin, smiling understandingly, "first step, we must save his life first."

Slightly trembling, the girl nodded. Is correct.

Most importantly they all had to prevent that suicide attempt.

How to save his soul, well, that'll be the thing they'll have to deal with later. With the record, Toushiro Hitsugaya can survive.

Rukia then set her foot on the ground, before darting back into space while brandishing her white zanpakutou into the air, whose temperature instantly dropped by several tens of degrees, "Bankai, Hakka no Togame!"

The cold weather was expanding like a wave of ice storms. Harry could see, from the cold wind that made him have to protect both eyes, a pillar of white light widened from where Rukia was standing up there. The bright pillar swallowed the hollows that were within his reach.

"Even the form of his bankai remains the most beautiful bankai I have ever seen" Yoruichi commented.

The witches understood what it meant to be 'beautiful' as soon as Rukia floated down gracefully to the ground. The Kuchiki girl turned into a beautiful glass doll. He was wearing a high-collared white kimono, with a ribbon on his back that was like pseudo-wing. His skin now looked as if it was made of ice, even his black hair was covered with ice, with flower-like embellishments, from ice as well, on the back of his head. His zanpakutou was also changed, clear, made of ice, which glistened like a diamond.

And suddenly, a crack appeared on the frozen cheek of the 13th Division Lieutenant.

"Good job, Rukia." Ichigo was already standing in front of Rukia, cupping her glass-like cheeks with her right palm. He felt his hand holding a very cold ice, but he ignored it. Smiling faintly, he looked into the violet eyes obscured by the thin layer of ice from Hakka no Togame that enveloped the girl. "Don't melt it in a hurry. Now, let me finish it."

Rukia nodded. Ichigo let go of his hand; the crack on Rukia's face had already disappeared. The orange hair stared at the sky; the hollow-shifters had been wiped clean by the Rukia bankai. Not with the Arrancars.

Gilbert looked furious and charged straight ahead. Can be seen by them Toushiro still with an expressionless face, unsheathed the tip of his zanpakuto, "Shinku no Kouri no Yaiba!"

The giant ice sword shot out at high speed towards the Arrancar. Gilbert's eyes widened in shock at the arrival of the dangerous attack, too soon to be dodged….

Ichigo was also wide-eyed to see the giant ice sword strike.dart like lightning and hit the Arrancar mercilessly. He had seen this attack before on several occasions while sparring with the 10th Division Commander. And Toushiro once said that the technique was actually used alongside Haineko's abilities, and he still trained Shinku no Kouri no Yaiba to train with his own abilities. Ichigo knew too that the technique, the last time he saw it, was not as strong, as fast, and as big as it was.

Toushiro Hitsugaya's new bankai seems to be improving the abilities of its owners to some degree.

And something went into the field of view of his retina.

Once again, Toushiro's small body plunged free from the heights. This time, Ichigo tried to dart quickly to catch him, not let him fall to the ground again.

Toushiro had reached his limit.

And Ichigo was still inferior to the force of gravity over the tiny figure. Diamond ice scattering as Toushiro's ice wings again damaged by the fall. He saw an Arrancar darting towards the fallen 10th Division Commander, clearly intent on capturing Toushiro. However, he was obstructed by the cold waves that were coming out due to Toushiro's reiatsu that was still overflowing.

Not only Arrancar who is clearly interested in Toushiro. At least a hundred Dementors emerged from within the forest, sliding closer to the white hair.

"Damn it!" ichigo's curse is irritated, slashing his black katana at five Adjuchas at once, but he is blocked by four more. He couldn't take Toushiro with this kind of distraction!

Not only Ichigo, the other shinigami also darted forward to slaughter the hollow that emerged from the open garganta and the remaining Arrancar.

"Senbonzakura." Thousands of small pink sword blades shot out rapidly towards the group of hollows with the movements of Byakuya Kuchiki's hands. Knowing the coming danger brought by the 'deceitful cherry blossom petals', a large number of hollows fired their ceros together.

"Nami kotogotoku waga tate to nare, ikazuchi kotogotoku waga yaiba to nare, Sougyo no Kotowari!)***" The katana in Ukitake's hand splits into twin swords, connected by a red chain, on which the chain hangs five silver plates. The commander of the 13th Division advanced, as if welcoming the arrival of the giant cero combined by the hollows. He touched the tip of the katana in his left hand to the giant ball of cero. And then, as if sucked, the cero disappeared, absorbed by the tip of the katana. There was a clattering of five silver plates in the chain that connected the two katanas in the hands of the 13th Division Commander, and Ukitake drew the katana in his right hand, firing a high-sized cero ball with the one he had absorbed in the direction of the hollows, successfully finished off more than a quarter of them.

However, the two Dementors had been very close to Toushiro. In such a weak state, the Commander of the 10th Division would be unable to handle those dark creatures, which slowly sucked up all of their energy…

He could see the dark black night sky. This extremely unnatural cold was not his. It does not belong to Hyourinmaru. Or Hakka no Togame's that helped her. This cold gave him despair, while the coldness and Hyourinmaru always gave strength. This cold gave him fear, while his coldness and Hyourinmaru always gave him constancy. This cold gave him helplessness, while his coldness and Hyourinmaru always gave courage.

He saw the two black figures…. The Dementors. He could almost smell the rot of death…. His turquoise eyes stared blankly. He should have died in his icy field, not this kind of frost…. The crackling of the ice melted slowly…. He was too weak to scream…. What he needed right now was light.

But black took his eyes.

Neville widened in horror at the sight of the two Dementors hovering low above Toushiro's motionless body. He did not know if Dementors could affect shinigami. But, all he knows is that he can't let that rotten creature get close to his best friend! Nah! Toushiro always protects her! This time he had to protect her!

But what could he do?

Neville looked down just as Rookwood's Mantra was about to hit him.

Think Neville! Think on! What can defeat a Dementor?

The answer was simple; the Patronus Mantra!

Neville gripped his wand with his sweaty hands. He's never produced a Patronus before…

Neville looked around him in despair. All the witches were still busy with their respective opponents, as were the shinigami; Ichigo desperately tried to get rid of the hollow that blocked his path to Toushiro, shouting out the name of the little one.

But Toushiro will not answer….

Nah! He won't let that happen! Toushiro Hitsugaya can't go!

"E-expecto.. expecto patronum.." something silvery white sighed at the end of his wand. Still not enough.. He had to think of happy things.... but what? A situation like this is very inappropriate considering something happy!

More Dementors surrounding Toushiro.

"Tougoshiro!" raung Ichigo hard.

"Commander!" rangiku screams in horror.

"Expecto patronum.." Neville's hand trembled violently, trying to keep his wand. But that silvery flame is shrinking. He can't do this. He can't help Toushiro…

"Shiro-chan!" Momo Jeers.

Neville's eyes widened. The words that Toushiro had said to her were suddenly remembered by her. The words Toushiro used to encourage him when he felt he could not do something…

Toushiro helps her when she doesn't even know anyone but Ichigo. He did not hesitate to give her help when others would rather watch her trouble from afar. Toushiro even patiently taught him about difficult magic, even though he was new to English magic. He also did not hesitate to make himself a shield when the Bloody Baron tried to attack him.

He can't hesitate to help Toushiro!

"Expecto.." The silvery-white glow glow's greater at the end of Neville's wand. "Expecto patronum.." The greater his determination to help Toushiro. Toushiro must live! "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" raung Neville's.

Something huge shot out from the end of his magic wand. A silver lion of his original size – is almost as big as a – bear that shines brighter than the moon, standing gallantly with its four sturdy legs.

Almost all of the fighters turned their heads, shocked to see and felt such a huge magic energy appear just like that. Their eyes were fixed on the silver male lion that was shining so brightly in front of Neville Longbottom, who was clutching his staff with his round face that looked resolute, without any worries – is hardly like Neville the witches know

"Ne-Neville?" whispered Hermione, stunned.

"Go" whispered Neville. "Protect Toushiro."

As if understanding what Neville said, the silver lion darted away. He ran at an unexpected speed, without a sound, towards the group of Dementors. The lion's run of Patronus was unstoppable, though some witches launched a number of destructive spells. The lion even moved nimbly avoiding the long-range attacks of several hollows.

An Arrancar fired a cero at Neville's Patronus, making the ground shake and thick smoke billow. However, the lion darted out of the dust, not destroyed at all, it shone brighter.

"Neville's will to protect Toushiro was so great, that the Arrancar cero could not even break his magic," said Lupin, half aghast half surprised. "I've never seen a Patronus that strong, other than Patronus Harry…"

But the number of dementors is also growing. The cold that sowed despair and fear grew even more intense.

"That goddamn creature." - furious Ikkaku. He beheaded a merciless Arrancar, then turned around, intending to help the 10th Division Commander.

Ikkaku was wide-eyed, as were a number of shinigami and almost all witches. The silver lion did not stop at all, crashing into the ranks of the Dementors like hunting prey.

Almost simultaneously, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna raised their wands, casting the same spell, "Expecto Patronum!"

The male deer, the terrier, the beaver, the horse, and the silver rabbit ran like flying, lunging at the Dementors, following the male lion who moved aggressively attacking the magical creatures, spreading something like a soothing warmth along the path they are going through.

"Whoa," said Isshin, between awe and shock, "exceptional magic!"

"You think it can stop me?!" an Arrancar exclaimed, darting towards Toushiro who had been freed from the siege of Dementors. However, the tall figure of a surrogate shinigami blocks him with his zanpakutou.

"You think you can get past me?" Ichigo said with a bully tooth. "Getsuga tenshou!"

The arrancar was forced to manoeuvre away from Ichigo's attack. He survived, but not without compensation. His left arm was burnt from being hit by a slight surge of energy from that Getsuga Tenshou.

"Suck!" aspat the Arrancar. Ichigo Kurosaki takes his mission target away; the silver-colored shepherd animals still dart there and drive the Dementors away, making the replacement shinigami's path smooth towards the castle.

Damnit damnit! He can't just let the hunt go!

The arrancar sped up, chasing after Ichigo Kurosaki. Gilbert escapes death after Toushiro's last attack. Bloody, he darted to try to take his quarry.

Ichigo growled furiously. That Arrancar was so stubbornly desiring this dying Toushiro in his hands!

But something rushed past him. An unexpected presence appeared there.

A young man with a pale complexion almost as white as paper stood between himself and the Arrancar. The young man was still the same as Ichigo remembered. Jeongkung, though not as tall as he was, and skinny, in the same all-white clothes he used to be. His dark black hair was slightly longer, smoothed past his shoulders. A bone-white mask that was shaped like a half-horned helmet covered the left side of his head. His face is expressionless. The emerald green eyes were void without emotion. A thin vertical line of immortal tears stretched under both eyes to their firm jaws. A katana tucked in her waistband obi. With her, stood a beautiful woman with a perfect body, wearing a dark gray robe on top of the green-colored mini dress she was wearing. The woman's long wavy hair was green, the color of her iris, rolled up to her waist. On the woman's head was a hollow mask in the shape of a sheep's horn that curved in a spiral, with a crack in the middle. And the third figure appearing just a meter behind him, made him wide in shock, was a tall young man, with the same sky-blue hair as his eyes. His stern face showed a stubbornness that was not hard to hide. A mask resembling a jaw appears to be attached to his right jaw. The three comers were both carrying katanas.

"Ulquiorra?! Nel?!" exclamation Ichigo shocked. "Grimmjows?!

But not only that. Orihime Inoue also stared at the three unfathomable presences with wide-eyed surprise.His two hands smothered his mouth, as if holding back the screams of surprise. Her beautiful face was directed at the figure of the pale young man, and the next second her eyes glazed over.

"Ha! Long time no see, Ichigo!" said the blue hair, grinning. "After this business is settled, I'll make sure you have a duel, God damn it!"

"You guys!" exclaimed the Arrancar, no less surprised.

"Take Chibi-Taicho away from here," said the woman, her voice sounding rather cold.

"We will take care of this garbage" said the pale man flat; the witches heard the voice of the pale young man. His voice was flat and deep without feeling

"E-eh. I-iya," said Ichigo, still shocked by the arrival of the former Espada. Ichigo immediately descended with Toushiro on his arm, then laid him on the grassy ground; Orihime immediately ran to meet him and summoned his fairies to heal Toushiro. Urahara and Isshin instantly moved away from the fight, rushing to check on Toushiro.

"Why did Nel come here?" asked Orihime in surprise, his voice trembling. "D-and how in-he…"

"Inoue," said Ichigo slowly.

"You really made trouble, Gil-kun," said Nel coldly. "You hurt my Itsygo friend."

"What's wrong with you, Oddershvank?" geram Gilbert's. "What do you want, huh? Stopped me?"

"I came to kill you" said Nel. The female arrancar pulls off the katana on her waistband.

"You think you can do it?" taunted Gilbert.

"Why," said Ulquiorra, still without a beat, "you think he can't kill you?"

"Even if he can't, I can still tear this lousy brat apart" said the sadistic Grimmjow.

Gilbert threw a disdainful look at the former Espada. "Nobody asked for your opinion! How'd you get back from hell, huh?"

"Well, chatty!" Grimmjow pulls his katana and lunges at the Arrancar. "I'm not hunting yet!"

The other two former Espada also unsheathed their zanpakuto. Ulquiorra touched the tip of her index finger to her tsuba zanpakuto; a ball of black energy the size of a golf ball formed in front of her, giving off a pitch-black aura. "Ceros."

The quality of the former Quatro Espada cero proves the difference in strength levels with low hollows and also ordinary Arrancar who become enemies. Gilbert's left arm was badly wounded and covered in blood.

"It seems like it's still lacking" Ulquiorra said flatly. His emerald green eyes glanced at the other two Arrancar that came with their wrathful faces and resurrection forms. "Junk."

With sonido, Ulquiorra moved and counter-attacked the two Arrancar. Murcielago's Zanpakuto, swayed gracefully, moved with no emotion. Even so, it does not mean they cannot feel the strength of the spiritual energy of the three former Espada frontmen. Although Nel looked calm, Ulquiorra slapped, and Grimmjow fought like a madman – laughed happily while slashing his enemies mercilessly – did not get rid of the fact how dangerous and deadly they were.

Fortunately, they were not on the enemy's side.

"Your friend has fallen, Harry Potter," said Lucius Malfoy, distracting Harry from the fight in the air. Although Draco's father's face was wounded, he could still speak in a haughty voice as it was stretched out. "Why don't you just leave the prophecy to us, and we might go?"

"Think about that!" Harry threw the golden crystal ball into the air; the eyes of Lucius Malfoy and a large number of Death Eaters were wide. Harry pointed his wand at the ball, exclaiming, "Reducto!"

Shards of broken glass scattered, along with white smoke that formed an odd figure with large eyes emerging from the rest of the divination ball. It was unclear what the figure said given the roar of battle around him.

"Fuck shit! Stupefy!"

"Proteco!" roar Harry, repel the spell immediately.

Uh. Destroying that prophecy ball did solve one problem. But not with the others.

"Try to save your little friend, Longbottom?" jeered Bellatrix, launching spells many times towards Neville who took pains to avoid her. After all, Bellatrix Lestrange was an adult magician, who had been very experienced in Black Magic. Wasn't that woman one of Voldemort's favorite right hands? "Don't worry too much! That shinigami boy is going to die!"

Neville gritted his teeth furiously. "Crucio!"

The spell hit Bellatrix, causing her to scream and fall. Neville looked shocked. The horror was on his round face.

"First time using the Unforgivable curse, Little Longbottom?" panting Bellatrix. He got up again, this time with a crazy grin attached to the face of his time-eroded figure in Azkaban. "Suggest to you, just anger is not good enough to use it! You have to mean it!" bellatrix's grin grew wider. "That's how I really meant it. To make Frank and Alice never sane again…"

"Don't." Neville's voice trembled with anger. He gripped his wand with his sweaty hands. "Don't you dare…"

"Then, I offer you a chance.You're pure blood, Little Longbottom…"

"Then why?!" snapped Neville.

"The Dark Lord has always cherished pure blood.You may have his forgiveness if you join him…"

"And I think it's better to be Muggle-born and die than to have to join him! After what you did to my parents, you're thinking of being trash like you?"

"Word *****!" Bellatrix roared in wrath. He launched another spell. As powerful as the spell was, it pushed Neville back.

"Ichigo," Isshin momentarily distracted from Toushiro. Neville Longbottom has been curious since; the boy who helped Toushiro from the Dementors. "What-what? That kid-?"

"Both of her parents were attacked by a spell by the woman until she lost her memory" Ichigo said, anger evident in each of them. Isshin was shocked. "I met them; they didn't even recognize Neville as their son."

The loud explosion made Ichigo look in shock. Bellatrix attacked Neville with a spell so powerful that it bounced. Ichigo looked up and saw Neville's wand broken in two.

"Fuck," Ichigo sizzled.

"Ichigo!" exclaimed Urahara, restraining the step of the substitute shinigami. "The only human being that can be killed is Voldemort, not Bellatrix!"

"Conscious demon! Urus Toushiro and I will clean-up!"

But Ichigo sees Bellatrix as intent on eliminating Neville. Avada Kedavra's green mantra glide shot smoothly towards him.

"No!"

Something like a flame suddenly shot up, welcoming the spell.an odd screech rang out, and the flame was burning in orange.

"Fawkes!" exclaim Neville shocked.

The phoenix disappeared within the flames and ashes that were loosened on the ground. Neville stared at Fawkes' ashes in horror; dumbledore's phoenix had just saved him. He saw a little phoenix baby squeaking among the ashes. Sure oes. The phoenix is an immortal bird.

Neville stared at Bellatrix's face, who looked rather surprised at Fawkes' appearance. It was not only the shocked expression of the female Death Eater that entered her sense of sight. A lump of black cloth lay not far from the reach of his hand. Neville grabbed the cloth; the Sorting Hat.

"Save that stupid bird, eh?" bellatrix. "But there's no second chance, son. I don't think there's any harm in taking out one more Longbottom. Isn't your grandmother used to losing family members? I don't think it's gonna hurt her too much, losing her only granddaughter…"

Neville gripped the Sorting Hat with his trembling hand. He was not afraid of death.What he feared was a chance that would be lost if he died. He can't take care of his Grandma. He can't see his parents anymore…. He should be there to take care of them!

"Don't you dare reflect on it, Bellatrix!" ichigo exclaimed furiously, slashing at the number of hollows that blocked his path.

Bellatrix let out a crazy laugh. "Avada Kedavra!"

Something heavy was suddenly clasped in Neville's hand. All he could think of as soon as he saw that green glint slide was to pull out whatever it was, from the Sorting Hat. He swung it, causing it to crash into the Death Spell with a loud thud like a thunderbolt.

Some fighters distracted her attention again. Seen by them a cross-shaped silver sword with rubies adorning its hilt was grasped by Neville Longbottom who looked very shocked.

Ichigo gaped in shock. "What's that?!"

"Godric Gryffindor's sword!" sirius exclaimed, looking just as shocked. "One of the relics of the four founders of Hogwarts!"

"Wow" Yumichika commented.

"You think you can fight me with that" Bellatrix exasperated. "It's just a sword…"

"The sword of Gryffindor is no ordinary sword" said Dumbledore calmly. "Forged by the finest silver goblins centuries ago. You know the magic of the goblins, Bella? They made things that could not be broken so easily, as did the sword. The sword absorbed anything, even spells that could make it stronger. If you want to know, Bella, that sword killed the Basilisk three years ago. History knows how deadly the snake can be."

"You're on purpose" Bellatrix was furious. "You sent that bird****** to bring that unlucky sword to Longbottom."

"Let's take this as luck" said Dumbledore calmly. "I didn't expect Mr. Longbottom to finally pull the sword from the Sorting Hat. And," Dumbledore turned his head, smiling as if to welcome the tall, black-robed figure who appeared barely noticed by anyone, "welcome, Tom."

Lord Voldemort finally appeared on the battlefield.