some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 1102 I'm Fast, Bear With Me

The students appeared in an unfamiliar hall with the portkeys made by the wine glasses.

The few young wizards who had been here before quickly recognized that this was the hall of the Merlin Memorial Hall.

The Medal of Merlin has been awarded here over the years.

In the room, several professors and members of the Order of the Phoenix were still standing.

They will look after the students here.

It is not only to ensure everyone's safety, but also to temporarily restrict freedom to prevent news from leaking.

"Everyone stay where they are and don't wander around!" Professor Sprout said loudly:

"The prefects of each college immediately determine the number of students.

Then, I will take you to the restaurant for dinner, and I will stay here tonight. "

Tonight, the little wizards experienced the emergence of the Dark Lord and the siege of the Death Eaters army, and came to the Merlin Memorial Hall again...

Many people are still in shock and have not recovered.

Therefore, they did not follow Sprout's order to stay where they were, but instead frantically looked for familiar partners.

"Harry, I still feel like I was dreaming just now..." Ron also murmured.

Unfortunately, no one responded to him.

He turned his head in confusion, startled, because Harry, who was standing next to him, suddenly disappeared.

"Harry, Harry?!"

Ron was trying to find it, and he suddenly saw a familiar figure passing through the crowd and walking towards the door of the room.

He yelled: "Harry, where are you going, wait for me..."

Harry paused for a moment, but instead of turning around to look back, he sped away, as if fleeing.

Ron's eyes widened as he saw Harry go to the door, where Malfoy was already waiting.

Ron thought the two would fight, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over to help, but Harry raised his hand.

In his hand was a port key made by Gallon.

But Ron didn't see the Portkey, all he saw was his best friend, Harry, holding hands with Malfoy.

Malfoy looked back, in Ron's eyes, it was a provocative and ugly face!

A sense of loss and sadness spread across Ron's heart in an instant.

It felt like Harry said to him, "Stop calling me, I'm afraid Draco might misunderstand."

"Not saying goodbye to that guy?" Draco asked.

"No, if we still meet, there's no need to say goodbye, if we never see each other again..." Harry said calmly. "It's no use saying goodbye."

Draco looked at him, sighed suddenly, and said, "Potter, I have something that I have kept in my heart for a long time, and I wanted to ask you many years ago..."

Harry looked at Malfoy - his veritable nemesis for many years.

If it was before, he wouldn't talk to the other party at all, but now he nodded calmly and said, "What's the matter?"

Draco hesitated for a moment and asked:

"If that year, at Madam Malkin's shop in Diagon Alley, I didn't speak ill of Hagrid, but introduced you to the wizarding world enthusiastically... would we have become friends?"

Harry opened his mouth wide. He never expected Malfoy to ask such a question.

Harry was about to say "no", but he suddenly remembered his mother and Professor Snape.

Finally, he said seriously: "Maybe."

Malfoy was relieved, and the two disappeared in place at the same time.

Their target was Malfoy Manor, and the target they wanted to meet was... Voldemort.

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Hogwarts,

Inside the ancient rune office.

Hermione stood naked on the soft bed, and William handed her a close-fitting, light lady's soft armor.

This is the armor he rebuilt by the goblin.

It feels like tights, extremely soft, but has a strong defensive ability and will not hinder the body's flexibility.

William is still on the soft armor, which has arranged countless protective magics, which can withstand many fatal injuries.

After Hermione put on the soft armor, she moved her body and felt that it fit well, and then changed into a clean robe.

The two of them stayed alone in the room for a long time. After checking their equipment, William opened the door and walked out together.

They were both leaving Hogwarts soon, but with completely different destinations.

William is going to kill Voldemort, and Hermione is going to lead the team to Gringotts to destroy the Horcrux in advance.

When parting, Hermione hugged William tightly.

He felt his chest being squeezed by a mass of plumpness, like a persimmon that was about to enter autumn.

Although it is not completely bulging and ripe, it is heavy enough.

The two of them hugged like this, their lips pressed together.

Finally, Hermione let go of her arms, she didn't say words of encouragement to each other.

Instead, like his wife for many years, with a graceful smile, he helped William arrange his clothes carefully and sent them to the stairs.

The girl stood there alone, without waiting for him to turn around, she hurriedly turned around and ran towards the corridor window.

William walked out of the castle gate quickly, and walked along the empty road towards the Forbidden Forest.

He suddenly turned his head as if with a heart, and looked at a certain window.

this time,

She smiled.

Also satisfied.

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Standing on the edge of the forbidden forest,

Voldemort looked sullenly at Hogwarts Castle in the distance.

The general offensive has already begun, and they also played for 10 minutes, but made no progress.

To be more precise, the ancient defensive magic of the castle, like a glass cover, protected the school.

The army of Death Eaters was blocked. They all held up their wands, continuously releasing spells, and smashing on the defensive shield.

The magic shield is shining with golden light, more like a shining undefeated golden body.

It was too thick, as thick as a tortoise shell, and these wizards couldn't shake it at all.

Voldemort folded his hands on his chest, impatiently looking at the splendid scene, and asked casually:

"Auckland, how long do you think it will take them to break this magic?"

Oakland on the side, although he felt that he might never be able to break through, but he observed his words and knew that the Dark Lord was in a bad mood, so he carefully flattered and said:
"Perhaps... your army can be broken in half an hour, allowing you to step on the ground of Hogwarts, Master."

Voldemort glanced at him, and said coldly with dissatisfaction:
"It's too slow. With this time, Stark may have transferred all the students out."

After that, he has to deal with the endgame between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Time waits for no one, and a situation as good as tonight is a once-in-a-lifetime event.

How could he wait so dryly for half an hour before barely entering the gates of Hogwarts?

Voldemort's wand is already hungry and thirsty, and he can't wait to break into Hogwarts.

This castle, like a beautiful woman, has lost the protection of a strong man at this time, and is about to lay her body on display.

He was wearing more clothes and thicker clothes, but the Dark Lord refused to untie them patiently, he just wanted to tear them apart violently.

"Have you seen my strength at my peak?!"

Voldemort's voice echoed in the ears of the Death Eaters army, they all stopped attacking and turned their heads to look.

I saw the Dark Lord standing on a high place, wearing a large black robe, and he raised his wand high.

The tip of the stick rose suddenly, emitting light everywhere, and the splendor was even better than the brilliance of the magic shield.

It also sets off Voldemort's bald head... like a 560 seven-watt light bulb.

A ray of light as thick as a big tree fell on the magic shield, and its power was even stronger than hundreds of people, instantly smashing out a huge round hole sunken downward.

After one blow, Voldemort paused briefly, and cast another spell, thick as a mountain.

The black mist turned into a spear, and the tip of the spear hit the shield hovering in the air, clanging, like a morning bell ringing suddenly, melodious and resonant.

All Death Eaters moved out of the way.

With bare feet, Voldemort walked forward without haste, repeating the boring magic without stopping, eighteen times in an instant.

He walked straight forward, and in the end he was stingy even raising his hand, and there were continuous bangs and cracks from the shield.

When he reached the edge of Hogwarts, the castle's ultimate defense to maintain safety was torn in two, and then exploded with a bang, extremely gorgeous.

"Hohohoho, did you see it?" Voldemort laughed loudly, and with a hoarse voice, he sarcastically said, "These fireworks are so beautiful!"

All the Death Eaters cheered and rushed towards Hogwarts.

Voldemort stepped into the ground of Hogwarts step by step, but he didn't go in completely, but stopped suddenly.

He suddenly felt the Death Eater calling.

The Dark Mark on each Death Eater's arm was planted by him himself:
It can sense the position of the opponent, call the Dark Lord, and send simple information.

And this frequency is...

Someone caught Potter!
Voldemort looked at the army of Death Eaters swarming in, and he decided that the overall situation here was settled, and it would be okay to leave for a while.

Voldemort decided to solve the evil root of Potter first, and then conquer Hogwarts.

He turned into a cloud of black mist and flew towards the sky.

Potter, are you ready?

I'm fast, bear with me!
wait for me!

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(End of this chapter)