HP's Impassable Time

The air was getting thicker, and Snape seemed to be able to smell the bloody smell from Professor Carter's wound. He looked directly at her face, her eyes, and every subtle expression of hers.

Although he didn't move around very much in Hogwarts, he couldn't stand up to the whole school, which was only that big and had a few teachers. He was often seen. Professor Carter had a relatively outgoing personality and had a good relationship with the professors in the school, but At this time, her trembling voice almost made him forget the cheerful appearance in school before.

"Please, please, Severus, help me."

Professor Carter's trembling begging was right next to his ears, like a gangrene, he clenched his hand hidden in the sleeve of his wizard robe tightly to control his emotions, he could not intercede, or even take any action, otherwise, everything would be in vain It's... all in vain.

He just watched like everyone else here, just watching, only watching...

"elder brother."

The crisp voice interrupted the dullness of the conference room. Snape, who was about to stop breathing, frowned, and looked towards the door with everyone.

Nagini crawled slowly at the feet of Lily who was wearing a nightgown, and put her big head along the door frame to Lily's hand. Lily was still half hidden behind the door, with her left hand on the door's ornate copper handle, she painted her nails , the men's ring with black gemstone on her index finger stayed on it obediently, at this time she raised her hand and gently stroked Nagini's head.

"Phil, have you had dinner yet?"

Regardless of the fact that they were still in the meeting, Aimei Kuangmo waved to Lili and signaled her to come over.

Lily stepped into the conference room, and Nagini slowly climbed back to the ground, moving slowly with Lily's footsteps.

In the conference room, there is only a large carpet under the conference table, and the other places are cold floors. Lily is not wearing shoes, and the sound of her feet walking on the floor is extremely obvious. Professor Carter has no strength to look at anything, it is just instinct Co-authored by Zhang, the voice of 'Help me' is inaudible.

Lily also noticed the professor on the table. She just thought it looked familiar. It was normal for Lily, who had never taken a Muggle studies course, not to know Professor Carter.

"No, you were a little hungry when you mentioned it, did I disturb you?"

Lily looked at the people at the table, and smiled at Draco who was looking at her, without any apology for disturbing others in her tone.

"No, I'll accompany you to dinner!" When Lily heard that Lily hadn't eaten, the person who dropped the table stood up, "Let's go."

The floor suddenly turned into a carpet with intricate patterns. Lily took the hand that her brother extended to her. Both hands were terribly cold. Before she walked out of the meeting room, Lily looked back at her partner and her father, and gave them a comfort. After leaving the eyes of everyone, they left with a back view.

Outcast Death Eaters:  …

"So, we should discuss the accuracy of the information just now, shouldn't we!" Gilt glared at Snape provocatively.

Snape curled his lips.

"What you got was false news, and there are always some people who don't know their minds and get it wrong." Snape turned his eyes away from Professor Carter, "And, Lord Dark Lord has adopted my information, Gilt , there is no need to talk about it anymore.”

At this time, Wormtail had just come out of the dungeon, and Snape looked straight at him, "Wormtail!"

Wormtail, who had already become a frightened bird, was about to jump up in fright. After he saw that it was Snape calling him, his mung bean-sized eyes looked at Snape with hatred and disgust. He tried to straighten up and make a gesture. With a leisurely look, he looked contemptuously at the object of his ridicule - the slug.

"Take her to the dungeon!"

Snape's status among the Death Eaters is still very high, the Dark Lord is not around, his orders are executed first, Lucius opened his mouth, but did not speak, Bella saw the Dark Lord leave, except to stab the villain Besides cursing Lily to die badly, she also doesn't like to meddle in other people's business.

Gilt was choked speechless, he slammed down the table angrily, the bang sound startled everyone, a few nerves were tense all the time, finally the departure of the Dark Lord made them relieved, and the relaxed nerves at this moment All raised.

"Don't say that you don't know what we are here for today. You dare to make decisions before your lord has spoken." After taking a picture of the table, a hat of contempt for the Dark Lord came over, and he was ignorant of this kind of meeting Naturally, Snape had little patience.

"Obviously the Lord Dark Lord doesn't have time right now, who here dares to make a decision for your lord? To decide her future fate!" Snape had a cold face, the aura of the Snake Academy professor was fully activated, and he glanced fiercely Looking at the faces of everyone present, most people dare not look at them.

"Not yet!"

Decades have passed, and Wormtail is still just that wretched follower on campus, even though he hates everyone in his heart, he has to bow his knees in order to survive.

He took the female professor to the dungeon, the conference room was quiet again, Gilt was no longer making noises, the Dark Lord's thoughts were changing rapidly, everyone knew what he was thinking in the next second, since Snape was willing to take the blame, then Let him carry it on his back, he thought maliciously.

Of course, Lily didn't know about the quarrel in the conference room. She held her brother's hand, "Brother, did you lose your temper just now?"

Holding hands paused for a moment, he knew about his emotional problems, the soul fragments were not meant to be separated if he wanted to, or taken back if he wanted to.He now holds the Ravenclaw crown, Nagini, plus Hufflepuff's cup in Bellatrix Gringotts, the ring in Lily's hand, and the missing locket (which he found in Deng Afterwards, Bullido went to the cave to have a look, and the locket at that time had been taken away, he thought the real locket should be in Harry's hands) and the destroyed diary, including himself, a total of seven yuan, the crown And the fragments in the cup have been extracted, but merging the soul is not an easy task. At present, it is only equivalent to stitching three souls together. The traces of this stitching make him irritated and unable to control himself well Emotions.

Before he figured out a real fusion method, he didn't plan to move the other soul fragments for the time being. Thinking of this, he stroked the strange protrusion in his clasped hands. The ring once belonged to him, so he put it back The place where I was so disappointed.

"I know if you don't speak. I heard your roar as soon as I came out. Recently, there have been many people in the basement of the manor." I have already entered the dining room, and the dinner table has been set on the table at this time, and Lily often eats it. The little elf had already retreated, and there were only the two of them.Lily, who hadn't waited for a long time for an answer, whispered, "Brother, what exactly do you want?"

what do i want

I used to think that what I wanted was to live forever.

I want to create a world, a pure world with only pure blood wizards, useless impostors like muggles don't deserve to share this world with wizards.

However, he encountered a trough and lived a ten-year life that was worse than death. During those ten years, his thinking was stagnant and his consciousness was chaotic. Now that I think about it, I don’t know how I survived these ten years.

Only then did I realize that I just wanted to live.

So Easy.

His so-called at least alive may have made his current self, but it also destroyed his current self. Since meeting Lily, he has become more and more aware that the Horcrux he once chased is not the best choice.

"Now, I don't know either."

This is the first time he has shown his confused side in front of Lily. He has always been confident and strong. Lily showed a look of astonishment. She never thought that she would get a definite answer. The language is more accurate, because my brother will only determine what he wants, and then just take it, and he will never explain it to himself.

His head sank slightly, his fingers felt cold, and his brother laughed hoarsely above his head (not only other people have never heard the laughter of the Dark Lord, even Lily can rarely hear it), "Phil, even if I I don't know what I want, but I know one thing..."

He smiled and looked at Lily, "You will always be my little sister, that's enough."

Compared to this time, the earlier Privet Drive.

Leaning against the window, Harry looked away from the photos of his parents on the table to the old newspaper on the side. There was no news about Voldemort on the headlines. He had been waiting for too long, but he never got the news he wanted. Furious emotions germinated and grew wantonly in his heart, and he wanted to use magic to destroy everything, including his annoying uncle, strange aunt and greasy, scary and fat cousin Dali, but he couldn't do anything, the only thing he could do was Staying here, it's better not to even have the wand in his hand, otherwise he doesn't know if he will accidentally cast a spell, or rush out to carry out the long journey he has planned since the end of the term.

Will Dumbledore be back at school next term?

Nobody knows!

Including myself who has been asked countless times!

Where the hell is Dumbledore now?

The concerned Dumbledore is still with Grindelwald. His injuries are so severe that he is still in a coma. Grindelwald is not unable to revive him. With Paul again, as long as he says something, what? It can be realized, but he is afraid, or Dumbledore's coma is also half of his credit. This coma will make his body heal slowly, just like falling into a deep sleep after an injury helps to recover.

Let's get our eyes back first.

Harry thought for a while, pushed his head against the glass, and straightened his upper body with the counterforce. Seeing the master move, Hathaway shook her wings, bit the cage with her mouth, and made a kokoko sound.

"Potter, calm down your bird, or I swear I'll stew it." Vernon's voice came from downstairs, and Harry frowned in disgust. He felt the water glass on the desk shake just now down.

no answer.

And Vernon didn't want an answer from him.

He threw the ice cream box that he had eaten into the trash can, and complained to Petunia, who was sitting on the sofa with a slightly purple face: "That kid has become more and more arrogant recently."

Petunia rubbed her hands together and didn't speak. Vernon's fat body sat down and pushed down the soft sofa. If you listen carefully, you can hear the creaking sound of the sofa being unable to support it. It's really not a good sound, isn't it? what!

"I'm always wondering if it was a mistake to take him in. I always feel that what happened recently is too strange, isn't it? Penny."

Petunia still didn't say a word, just like this time last year, yesterday they received news from 'over there' that someone would come to visit today, after dinner, Vernon looked at the round clock hanging on the wall, Petunia was also obviously pale and purple. The face was looking at the dial. The bird clock that told the time before was broken and unusable. They bought a new large modern style watch and hung it on the beam in the middle of the door leading to the courtyard. The displayed time was 10:[-], and there were still [-] minutes left in the agreed time.

Vernon still remembered the embarrassing scene when "that kind of person" came to visit after he got the news last time, so this time Dali was asked to go back upstairs. Dali obviously didn't want to join in the fun this time, and hid upstairs to look at the computer Playing games or stealing cake, in short he doesn't want to know what's going to happen downstairs or what has happened.

Five fifty-eight.

Doorbell rang.

Vernon and Petunia looked at each other. Vernon grabbed Petunia's hand. Both of them were a little nervous. Vernon's faint anger before was relieved a little. Maybe he was a civilized person this time, at least he knew There is such a thing as a doorbell.

Petunia was a little nervous, holding onto Vernon's hand, and Vernon comforted her: "It's okay, maybe it's the neighbors, those people always don't keep the time, don't they? They were late for a long time the previous few times, so don't worry. "

He said he wasn't worried, but in fact he didn't know what to do, but he couldn't back down because this was his home.

The security door was open, which he had replaced after a visit from the Weasleys last term, even though he knew it would be useless.

"Excuse me?"

Vernon felt that the person standing in front of him was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and he was a little uncertain. If it was someone from 'over there', he probably didn't know him.

Although Vernon was fat, he had a very pleasing face. Although he was suspected of being sloppy, it was not to the point where cats hate dogs. On the contrary, he was rather pleasing because of his fatness.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Vernon Dursley's house?"

"Exactly, you are..."

"Can we go in and talk? It's not very convenient to talk about some things like this."

"Okay, come in!"

The tall black man was wearing a suit, tall, bald, and his voice was deep and slow, which was easy to be convincing, but what he said subverted all the good impressions Vernon had of him since he opened the door.

The three sat down in the living room, and the man said slowly, "First of all, I apologize for disturbing you at this time, I hope you don't mind, you know I've been busy recently, so the time I set was a bit rushed."

Penny behaved well when facing normal people, she had a professional hostess smile on her face, "It's okay, I don't know how to call you, what do you want?"

So far they haven't been able to correlate this perfectly normal-looking person with the upcoming Ministry of Magic.

"Oh! Forgive my presumptuousness, Kingsley Shacklebolt, nice to meet you." He stood up feeling oppressed, and Vernon also stood up and shook her outstretched hand before remembering Where did this familiar name come from?

The signature of the wizard who claimed to be visiting on time at six o'clock was Kingsley Shacklebolt.

Hearing the name, Petunia covered her mouth with her hand, and looked at Vernon subconsciously. Vernon sat back unnaturally, and the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became weird. Harry upstairs also heard the doorbell, and was tiptoeing around at this time. Descending downstairs, luckily the stairs didn't creak.

"Ah! You are, that is, that..."

Vernon didn't fly into a rage, but his face was flushed red, while Petunia's was snow white.

"It's like this. I heard some rumors about the wizarding world like you before. Now the power of the mysterious man has spread to the world of ordinary people. Originally, Harry could leave here after he turned 17, but after that Your residence will also be exposed, which is very dangerous. If Dumbledore is still there, everything will be fine, but now Dumbledore is not here, so your safety must be considered, so my main purpose today is to hope that you If you can move, the Phoenix Society will provide you with comprehensive protection, and in terms of safety, you can rest assured after you leave here."

Kingsley briefly introduced the matter before going to see the reaction of the two of them. It is not for nothing to follow the prime minister. He could see that the two of them rejected wizards, so he hoped to let them know what happened as soon as possible. And the purpose that needs to be achieved, which will help him solve the possible questions of the two.

When she heard something spread to the ordinary world, Petunia held Vernon's hand. Her face was so pale that she knew it. She knew it since Lily died, so all these years of fear were finally over. She still had to face it, maybe because she was too scared, or because something she had feared for many years finally showed up and she was relieved, anyway, she opened her mouth tremblingly.

"That mysterious person is the one who killed Lily, right?" She didn't know much, and she couldn't let go of her jealousy towards Lily. After she settled in the wizarding world, she didn't contact her again until Harry Was it because of Dumbledore's intimidation, or Vernon's firm confidence, or was it mixed with his sympathy and guilt for his sister?In short, after more than ten years, what she worried about finally happened.

Kingsley had done a certain amount of homework before coming here. Even if he didn't do his homework, everyone in the wizarding world would know who killed Harry Potter's parents. This question is obvious, but Kingsley didn't know whether he should It's time to speak up.

Harry happened to hear Aunt Petunia's question when he went downstairs, which reminded him of the mother he had never met. I saw my mother in it.

And the girl with the same name as her mother.

"I'm sorry about your sister." Kingsley didn't respond positively, but the answer is obvious, isn't it?

Petunia's hands were shaking uncontrollably, she stood up, put her arms around her shoulders, trying to calm herself down.

"I knew that he would cause trouble. Six years ago, I shouldn't have allowed him to go to that Hogwarts, even with Dudley, no! He can't go to school with my Dudley, God knows what will what happened."

Vernon screamed exaggeratedly here, his vocal cords were too thin due to the fleshy neck, and his voice sounded like a woman's.

Harry couldn't see the water glass on his desk this time.

"As for what I just said, I hope you two can think about it, and we will transfer next Saturday."

"Next Saturday? That's too soon."

Vernon was completely unaware that he had subconsciously agreed to leave here.

"Sir, I'll give you a week and I hope you can do it as soon as possible. We don't have much time left. You have to leave. It's too unsafe here."

Kingsley had a persuasive voice, the prime minister was on TV, and Vernon watched the news every day.

"You're the one next to the Prime Minister."

Penny suddenly pointed to the TV and said.

Vernon also looked at the TV following her pointing. At this moment, he finally understood why this person looked so familiar, because he was always by the Prime Minister's side recently, as if he was the Prime Minister's secretary or something.

"Yes!" Kingsley admitted with a nod, this status would help him persuade them to leave.

"I have been in charge of the Prime Minister's security before, so time is relatively tight. I will go back in a while, so I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible."

"The prime minister knows...I mean does the prime minister know your...your identity?" Vernon said hesitantly.

"Yes! I am not the only one beside the Prime Minister. It is also one of our responsibilities to ensure that the Muggle forces are not invaded, otherwise things will become more difficult."

Kingsley felt that he had revealed enough tonight.

"In short, next Saturday, before five o'clock, we will send someone to pick you up, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix will ensure your safety."

Kingsley stood up, looked at the watch on his wrist, and frowned, "I don't know what you guys think."

Harry had been eavesdropping, and the conversation was short and unusually quiet this time, without knocking the dogs away.When Kingsley left, he got the answer he wanted. Harry went upstairs before Kingsley left. For some reason, he didn't want Kingsley to see his current state, or he didn't want Kingsley to see him. Ask yourself what, about the family or about - Dumbledore.

The softness that belongs to the Dark Lord is only for a moment. Lily returned to the laboratory blissfully, having forgotten the original purpose. Various potion materials and various flat-bottomed containers containing colorful potions were messy on the table. In fact, there is a defect in the medicine, which she just discovered a few days ago, and this defect is fatal, which is why she rushed to Diagon Alley. Fortunately, she found it in time, and everything is still in time.

A few bright reflections on the frosted tabletop diffused, and Lily stared at the bright spot that could not form a spotlight, lost in thought.

The meeting downstairs didn't stop because of the Dark Lord's brief departure. When the Dark Lord walked into the meeting again, no one spoke. He glanced around. The Muggle professor had already been taken to the dungeon by Wormtail. He didn't catch him. Don't let this matter go, instead focus on the invasion of the Ministry of Magic. Now that the Minister of Magic is theirs, it is only a matter of time before they infiltrate the Ministry of Magic. The problem is that the Dark Lord can't wait. He wants everyone to speed up .

Another focus of the meeting was about the transfer of Harry Potter next Saturday, the manpower arrangement and the specific matters that each person should be responsible for. Bellatrix and a few diehards jumped high, black The devil put down the elm wand he was playing with, and picked up his own wand.

At this moment, Lucius looked at the Dark Lord expectantly, and the Dark Lord obviously noticed that if it was before, he would have ridiculed him or punished him, even trying to get his own wand, heh!What an unrealistic fantasy.But he didn't, he just gave him a cold, warning look.

Lucius hurriedly sat upright, watching his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, returning to the appearance of an old monk in meditation.

Perhaps because of Draco's self-motivation, Lucius's heart calmed down, and he was no longer as anxious as before.Lily looked like a good boy. Although he was a bit cold towards others, he really liked Draco and was good to his family.Even if the two of them fail in the future, it is estimated that Draco can save his life, and that is enough.Of course, it would be best if it could be natural, then the prestige of the Malfoy family...

As for the failure of the Dark Lord, to be honest, Lucius is not optimistic about the current Order of the Phoenix, which is still alive. If it must be said, the biggest variable may be the weird and complicated relationship between Dumbledore and the former Demon Lord Grindelwald. If they form a line, after all, the power of the saints still has a certain influence in Europe, and merging with the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not a small force.

A few days later, Malfoy Manor.

Regarding Lily's words, although the Dark Lord didn't say anything clearly, he basically didn't go out these days, and stayed honestly in Malfoy Manor to command remotely.

"Our old friend from Azkaban vacation can finally join the battle."

The Dark Lord stood by the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, followed by the current Minister of Magic, Pierce. Many of the previous arrangements had come to close the net these days. Basically, Pierce took time to come here every day to report the situation to the Dark Lord.

Nagini was originally upstairs with Lily, and now he was climbing down the banister of the stairs. He never liked to walk up the stairs, as it would make her stomach hurt. The little girl is not a masochist.

The hissing sound behind him made Pierce nervous. Rufus, a hardliner, officially withdrew from the long-standing historical stage of wizards not long ago. Whether he goes or stays is the fate of the loser in the war.

And the first thing Pierce did after he came on stage was to plan to turn the Ministry of Magic into the base camp of the Death Eaters, and the Azkaban Prison has been mostly empty since today, and all the fanatics who used to be under the command of the Death Eaters have been released. Well, as for the dementors, all of them have already surrendered to the Dark Lord, so far Azkaban has really existed in name only.

"It has been arranged to the place you designated, and the current state of adjustment is not bad. Everyone is very excited and looking forward to your order." People who have been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years can only be said to be immortal.No normal person can stay there for ten years and come out still normal, and it is not easy to communicate with a group of crazy people.Pierce changed his clothes on purpose before he came. He didn't even want to use a simple [Restore to Original] spell in his original outfit.

The Dark Lord turned sideways slightly, and Nagini had already climbed onto the sofa and raised his head high, staring at Pierce with a captivating gleam in his eyes.The back of Pierce's neck felt cold, and the hand hidden in the wizard's robe held the wand. The cold wand was uneven, which brought him some comfort.Caressing Nagini's smooth and cold scales, Nagini narrowed his eyes slightly, Pierce felt better, took a step back slightly, and made way for his king.

Pierce didn't become a Death Eater by choice.He was personally cast by the [Imperius Curse] by the Dark Lord, because the stronger the caster, the more natural the caster's behavior will be.So it doesn't look any different from usual, you will still be afraid, nervous, and have your own little thoughts.

"Very well, let's all go now! I will act together with you that day, and report immediately as soon as there is news about Potter, and tell them, rewards, give them whatever they want."

"Yes Master."

"You can leave."

"Yes, Master."

Pierce walked backwards out of the gate before turning around, and walked through the huge garden towards the gate of the manor. The huge iron gate with intricate vine patterns stood there, making it hard to breathe. Pierce pulled out from the wizard robe The wand was waving while walking towards the door, and he didn't see him chanting a spell. When he hit the door, the door seemed to turn into mist, and it solidified again after he passed through it, and the illusory feeling of the door disappeared immediately.

The Dark Lord seemed to see the black gate through the garden. It was not until Pierce left for a long time that he withdrew his hand from stroking the top of Nagini's head. Nagini, who was touched very comfortably, climbed off the sofa with insight.He moved slowly, the wizard robe fluttering slowly as if in water, he sat down and poured himself a glass of red wine.

Turning the cup slowly, a beautiful layer of red hung on the wall of the cup and then slowly slid down. He just looked at the cup in his hand.

The little girl has a small brain and a low IQ. She doesn't understand the meaning of the complex expressions on the faces of the two masters, nor do they understand their complicated and difficult thoughts. She only knows that Tom looks very lonely at this time, and she will The huge patterned head rested on Tom's lap, telling him that she and Master Phil would always be with him.

The Dark Lord's legs sank, Nagini was very good at controlling his strength, and he didn't put all his weight on him. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the place where he was pressed was warm, so he put his hand on her again. on the head.

The drizzling rain began to fall outside the window, and the texture of curly grass entwined with honeysuckle was carved around the thick fireplace. The burning yellow gave the curly grass a layer of gold, as if entering the golden autumn, and the pattern of honeysuckle curly grass at this time has already The original color cannot be seen.Lily was still busy on the second floor, no one dared to disturb the peace of the Dark Lord, and no one was willing to join him, (Bellatrix went on a mission) so the living room on the first floor was extremely quiet.

Voldemort put down the wine glass, "Nagini, I'll take you somewhere." While Nagini looked up at him in doubt, a force hooked her head and dragged her into the gap between time and space—【Apparition 】——No matter how many times, she will never get used to this feeling.Fortunately, I didn't eat people, otherwise I would have vomited today.

Lily was still researching the potion. After stirring the last round, she immediately put away the faint blue flame on the tip of the staff. The potion in the white wax pot gradually changed color. Most of the potions she brewed didn't look like deformed. Potions are as viscous as the mud of a rotten swamp, which is disgusting, and this pot is no exception.As the temperature rises, the crimson potion rises, and the blue flame has the effect of cooling down. This is a magic spell found in the huge collection of books in Malfoy's house.Compared with tasteless, it can evenly lower the overall temperature of the object that touches the flame. The flame can be large or small. The larger the flame, the higher the temperature will be reduced, but it will not be as exaggerated as reaching absolute zero, and its practical use is not great.

Lily watched with a blank face as the potion gradually turned into a translucent pink like jelly. At the bottom of the potion, there was a golden gossamer like velvet slowly changing its position. The expression on her face relaxed, and she picked up the magic wand on one side. I ordered some pink potion, and a drop of pink potion slowly flew out of the big pot of potion. There was also a trace of golden gossamer in that drop. Lily put this drop into a glass of blood-red liquid on the side. It was Lily Needless to say whose blood was the prepared blood extract before, the Dark Lord’s BUG-like body does not actually have such a thing as blood, and even if it did, it would not be red.

As soon as the pink potion entered the liquid, it showed extreme aggressiveness. It didn't slow down until one-third of the liquid was assimilated, and the change stopped after a little bit of intrusion. The blood on the upper layer showed a normal bright red color. The original blood in the lower part was particularly dark and viscous in comparison. Lily shook the lower bottle slightly, and the blood fused well with each other, but it did not mean that the purified blood above was wasted. The blood blended well with each other, and there was no trace of rejection.

"It's done!"

Lily laughed, put away the pot of pink potion, put the cork on and was about to go out, when a slight dizziness hit, Lily frowned, and tapped the top of her head with her hands, as it always happens recently, her mind is not very Well, fortunately, I did this when I was not making medicine, otherwise something would really happen.

Shaking her head and walking steadily out of the room, she went around the manor but couldn't find her brother. Angrily, Lily stomped her feet, "I told him not to let him wander around, and I don't know where he went."

To put it in an old-fashioned way, time flies like a gap, and the years fly by.In fact, within a few days, the day Snape said has arrived. The Death Eaters who have been in ambush for several days have long been impatient. The Muggles centered on the ambush site have suffered a lot. Not without it.

In the dusk, the trees downstairs were shadowy, as if a masked Death Eater would jump out at any moment and give himself an Avada.

The house was empty, and my uncle's family was picked up by members of the Order of the Phoenix in the morning. Before leaving, Dali asked himself abnormally what to do, what could he do?Either be the old enemy of the Dark Lord and kill the opponent, or be the old enemy of the Dark Lord and be killed by the opponent.To be honest, he doesn't think he has the strength to fight against the Dark Lord, but he can't live up to the high expectations of the Order of the Phoenix, and he can't live up to Dumbledore's expectations. Dumbledore's appearance at the end of last semester told Harry, there is nothing that can be relied on all the time, and there is nothing that can be strong enough to make him feel lucky when he feels alone and helpless. Even a man as strong as Dumbledore would be so weak, what about the Dark Lord?

Harry carried the things he had packed and went downstairs. He took the owl cage in one hand and went downstairs with difficulty. The furniture downstairs was emptied. Usually, some crowded houses were frighteningly deserted. Harry put the luggage at the door. He walked slowly through the corridor, the small cupboard under the stairs; the place where the dining table was originally placed, where he blew up his aunt; Dobby’s pranks paid for it; in the corner over there was Dali’s favorite TV, as long as he was at home, Dali’s eyes would never leave the small screen, but he was terrified of magic to death.

The one I couldn't wait to escape, is now the one I don't want to leave the last.

People are always so complicated. If someone told Harry a week ago that you would hate to leave here in the future, he would have sneered at him.Only at this moment, he really couldn't bear it.

As long as he stepped out of this door tonight, he would no longer be the Gryffindor who could wantonly confront Slytherins in school. There was a noise outside the door, and Harry stared nervously at the security door. This door was a new one. It was changed, but it was of no use to wizards except to spare ordinary people, but Uncle Vernon insisted, must, must change.

The whispering voice became clearer as it got closer to the door. Harry was nervously holding the wand in his hand, ready to cast the spell of [fainting] at any time. The silent spell was too difficult, and Harry had never learned it. Hermione reluctantly After learning [Armor Protection], other spells still need to be recited.

"Crack!"

Harry pointed his wand at the gap in the door, and the door opened slowly, revealing a huge shadow. Before Harry could react, a figure came in, it was Crazy Eyes.He knew the tall figure was Hagrid at a glance, and he stepped forward to give Hagrid a hug.

"Hey! Don't stand at the door, come in."

Moody limped and leaned on a cane, turning his head and growling for a lifetime. His eyes looked straight out of the door, and then circled around the house. His magic eyes could penetrate the walls and see through invisibility. Seeing that there was no danger, he took the lead and approached the open space. living room.

Harry followed Hagrid into the living room, followed by a group of people, including Bill from the Weasley family, both of them