She had seen him with her own two eyes. Her dark eyes had bore into his own, the snake like bright yellow eyes she knew would haunt her dreams for the rest of her days. 

Tom Riddle had stepped foot back into the towers of Hogwarts School of Wizardry. 

Only this time he would not be walking out of them. 

All it took was one significant fall, one fall to end two of the greatest wizards to ever live. 

Neither of which would be considered good. 

And with a sigh of relief it was all over. 

No longer could the world be traumatised.

By Tom Riddle

Or

Albus Dumbledore.