HP: Embrace the Darkness

It was time for Hermione and Ron to take the Polyjuice Potion. They all changed back to their original appearances and watched Harry in silence in front of the tombstone.

"Harry?" Ron asked worriedly.

Hermione pulled him and pointed to the path on the right, "Ron, let Harry take it back alone. You go and guard that side, and I'll keep this side."

Ron nodded and walked over. Hermione glanced at Harry and walked to the other side, focusing on her surroundings.

There was a rustling sound from the tombstone, as if someone was wiping the tombstone. Hermione focused a little on recalling what she had experienced during this period.

That afternoon, Harry suddenly contacted him and Ron through the gadgets he had made in his previous alchemy class, hoping that they would help him rescue Sirius.

To be honest, when she heard about Harry's plan, she didn't want to help Harry. Stupidity and bravery were two different things. She knew herself and didn't think that the three students could rescue Sirius under the eyes of Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Get away intact.

For this reason, she persuaded the two of them for several hours, but unfortunately, no one was willing to listen to her and asked the professors for help.

As a last resort, she joined the rescue.

The final result also proved her original idea. Sirius died at Bella's hands in order to create a chance for them to leave. They were also almost exposed and were buried in Malfoy Manor with Sirius.

The witch sighed heavily, regretting that she did not use special means to keep the two of them, but accompanied them to take risks.

The wind in the cemetery is always colder and stronger than in other places. A cold wind blows, and the weeds on the ground are overwhelmed and tilted to the side.

Hermione rubbed her arms, wrapped her robe absentmindedly, and muttered why it was so cold. For a moment, she froze in place, suddenly realized something, raised her head in shock, and saw the dark clouds approaching on the horizon, and the hairs on her arms stood up as if stimulated. .

"Harry! Ron! Stop standing there and let's go!"

Harry was closer to Hermione, so she rushed over to grab him, forced him away from the tombstone, and continued to call Ron, "Hurry! Ron, they are coming."

Ron reacted quickly and ran over in a few steps. The three of them rushed towards the road they came from. Using the cover of the big tree, they ran into the alley and ran forward along the shadows.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting closer and closer, and the biting cold wind was blowing painfully, as if I was in an ice cellar.

"Harry, lead the way."

Hermione jerked away from Harry and slowed down, pushing Ron forward while she dropped to the bottom.

"Hermione?"

"Hermione!"

The two shouted in unison.

"It's okay, don't look back, Harry, do you remember the house we went to last night? Run there! I left a simple magic circle. If we are lucky, we may be able to activate it successfully."

Hermione looked around quickly, assessed the distance, waved her wand, and hit a tree on the other street.

The tree made a roaring noise and dropped leaves everywhere.

The dark cloud paused and drifted a little in that direction.

This method only temporarily diverted Voldemort's attention. Hermione knew very well that Voldemort would find their location soon.

She moved forward and grabbed Ron's hand, "Disapparate, Harry, do it yourself."

After she finished speaking, she raised her wand, her heart beating so fast, but her face remained calm.

"go!"

The next second, her body became illusory and distorted, and with a bang, the two of them disappeared.

Harry in front also raised his wand. He looked back at the dark clouds that were getting closer and closer. He was in a daze for a few seconds and vaguely saw Sirius who died silently.

Suddenly, an invisible and sharp wind blew from the left, making his face feel cold and painful. He came to his senses and quickly apparated away.

"boom--"

Leaves fall slowly.

On the other side, Hermione was circling anxiously. When she heard the sound, she turned around suddenly and saw Harry appeared completely, and her heart finally fell to the ground.

"Okay, Harry is here, let's go."

The witch pushed Ron in resolutely, and then pulled Harry over. When she walked to the end and closed the door, the dark clouds from the sky flew over with clear purpose.

Was discovered.

Hermione slammed the door shut, her heart pounding.

"Second floor, hurry up!"

The three of them ran up to the second floor quickly, with Hermione behind them. With a wave of her wand, she knocked away the debris on the floor in the corridor, revealing obscure lines.

"Merlin! Hermione, I thought you were comforting us just now."

Ron's pace speeded up visibly.

Hermione rolled her eyes angrily.

"I don't have that much time to make up a lie to comfort you, and don't you think it would be more uncomfortable to have hope dashed again?"

"That's true." Ron rarely disagreed.

While the two were talking, Harry had already run to the magic circle, but the moment he stood still, he felt an overwhelming fear. His body's instincts were faster than his brain, and he ran away from the magic circle quickly.

Running and shouting:

"No! Don't go near there."

The next second, blazing flames broke through the wall, shattering the magic circle and shattering the last hope. Before the three of them could despair, the earth shook and they lost their balance and fell heavily to the ground.

The ground was still cracking, and the light from outside came in. A dark cloud could be vaguely seen hanging in the sky. Hermione took a quick glance, and suddenly her back felt cold. Without caring about anything else, she hugged her head and shouted: "Cover it." Stop!"

The other two subconsciously followed suit.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. The next moment, the terrifying impact caused dust to fly everywhere. Large and small gravels flew around, smashing the glass decoration in the corridor. The portrait placed on the wall was inlaid with a small stone. The small stone It was torn apart everywhere, and the cracks were as terrifying as spider webs.

Voldemort looked at Harry condescendingly, with the wand in his hand always pointed at him. As long as he was hurt, the Iron Armor Curse he had been preparing would be released.

In the crowd, Snape, who was shrouded in black clouds like Voldemort, was out of place with the other Death Eaters leaning on broomsticks, but their actions were consistent, attacking the house and forcing Harry and the others to come out.

Seeing a big hole in the wall near Harry, revealing his embarrassed figure covering his head to hide, Voldemort could no longer bear it and slowly fell down.

Seeing this, the Death Eaters stopped their attack.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione quickly stood up from the corner hiding from the gravel, and saw Voldemort slowly approaching, "Harry, run back!"

Her voice accompanied the attack.