"It was a sudden development when I went to Hogwarts," Harry pointed out. "It was something I came into gradually. There was nothing special that I knew how to do, there was nothing that kept me further from death than anyone else, and there was nothing..." Harry paused. "That made me more equipped to carry the responsibility of killing him. And I did. It was a duel, after I found the last horcrux- he had a snake with him, and I ambushed him and slew it. Then, we hunted one another in a return to Crychan Forest. It took a week, but he died like any other man. And there was no rebounding curse. He just dropped like a stone, and I burned his body and his bones." During the course of this short oration, Harry's voice changed perceptively, it grew somehow warmer in the recollection.