HP Demon's Silence

Olivia will never forget the scene where she and Draco first met...

1012 AD, southern England.

A man in a black cloak was walking on the street. Apart from him, there was no one else on the street. His face was completely hidden in the shadow by the wide brim of his hat. He walked slowly, looking to both sides as he walked. go.

The surrounding scene was desolate, the buildings collapsed into a pile of ruins, and all the residents were missing. The wind blew across the face, bringing faint pain and groans. It was completely dry, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air, all of which indicated that this town had experienced an extremely brutal battle not long ago-more strictly speaking, it should be a massacre.

This is not the first time he has seen a similar scene. For a year, he followed the footsteps of that person. What he saw and heard along the way was far more cruel than the tragedy caused by the war launched by Voldemort 1000 years later. .As indifferent as him, he couldn't help but be deeply shaken.However, he was always one step late, and so far he has not even seen the shadow of that person.

In the ruins not far behind him, a pair of sad and angry eyes have been watching him for a long time. Seeing him standing still, he finally couldn't help rushing out, facing him with five fingers, and shouting loudly: "Avada Suo Life!"

The green light suddenly appeared, condensed in his palm, turned into the claws of the god of death, and stretched out to the opponent.

Hearing the sound, the man in the cloak turned around, remained motionless and said nothing, an invisible barrier formed in front of him naturally, neutralizing the blow lightly.The visitor was still a teenager, his whole body was filthy, as if he had been wallowing in blood and mud, but he was not thin, and it could be seen that not long ago, he had an ordinary and happy life.

Seeing the powerful magical power of the cloaked man, the child no longer wasted his efforts. He pulled out a long sword from his waist and rushed forward with red eyes: "You devil! You are with them, right? What are you doing here? Come to see how miserable we are, and then laugh in your heart? You villains, devils, you are going to die for me, go to death!"

The child cursed incoherently, and frantically waved the sword in his hand. At first, he still had the posture of a swordsman, but later, he was out of order. The man in the cloak did not reply or fight back. He silently avoided the child's sword Feng, the kid pounced on him again and again, failed again and again, fell to the ground with too much force, got up and continued to slash, as if he was tireless.

After an unknown amount of time, the child's panting became hoarse, and the man in the cloak finally grabbed his sword, frowned and said lightly, "Enough! You can't beat me, so don't waste your efforts in vain. Also, I Not the one you're looking for."

The blood snaked down from the joint between the palm and the sword edge, but the cloaked man seemed to feel no pain. With a light wave, the sword was separated from the child's hand, flew out in a whirl, and landed on the ground. Meters away, nailed obliquely into the ground.The child fell backwards and sat on the ground, tears streaming down his gray face.Obviously he also understands that the cloaked man is not the 'enemy' he thought, otherwise he would never have survived till now.

"Go back to your relatives and friends, no matter who you have left, stay with that person and cherish him!" The cloaked man turned and left.

"No more..." the child was stunned, muttered to himself, and then yelled at his back: "I don't have anyone anymore! It's all because of those demons, they...they were all dropped killed by a beam, or killed in a magic explosion, and now I'm all alone!"

The cloaked man stopped in his tracks. His figure was slender and thin. Although his whole body was wrapped in a low-key black cloak, a certain unique temperament made his every move difficult to ignore.He tilted his head slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Then find new lovers and friends, and protect them. In this day and age, that's the only thing you can do."

The child was taken aback again, he didn't get the answer he wanted, he thought that this mysterious and powerful cloaked monster would suggest him to work hard to become stronger, and then take revenge, because everyone thought so.

The man in the cloak was already far away, he got up and wanted to catch up, but within a few steps, his legs were weak and he fell to the ground, so he sat on the ground and shouted: "Listen, I want to become stronger and stronger!" You must be stronger than you, and then find revenge on those people!"

no respond.The child asked loudly unwillingly: "I will definitely do it, tell me your name, who are you?"

Still getting no response, the child screamed, "Who are you?!"

This time the man in the cloak finally answered, he didn't stop, only the voice rang in the child's ear: "I lost my love, I want to find her, save her, and protect her, this is how I walk in this world Unique."

The child was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, the man in the cloak had completely disappeared from his sight.

Passing through this ruined town and a large piece of destroyed cultivated land, the man in the cloak arrived at another village not far away.Unlike the area just now, there was no damage here, so most of the surviving wounded were transported here for treatment.

The doctor’s home couldn’t accommodate too many wounded, so a simple linen cloth was added to the open space beside the road to form a temporary hospital bed. The wounded lay side by side, moaning and cursing, waiting for their turn to be treated.Perhaps they would have died from their injuries before the doctor arrived, but in such a case there was nothing to do but resign themselves to fate.

The cloaked man walks among these people, his gaze sweeps over the pained expressions of these people, and across their cheeks shrouded in suffering, revealing deep sorrow.Suddenly, a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, and the cloaked man was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head and saw a pair of timid big eyes filled with tears.The lower body of the little girl was bloody and bloody. She should have been rescued from the rubble and had undergone emergency treatment, but the colorless bandage on her leg was still oozing blood.

The little girl clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, raised her head, sobbed and said, "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, big brother, I'm in pain, can you help me?"

That immature little face was covered with dirt and dust, only those blue eyes, washed over and over again by the gushing tears, were clear and pure, and he saw his own reflection in them.Another pair of blue eyes suddenly appeared in his mind. He squatted down slowly, stretched out his hand involuntarily, stroked the little girl's cheek, and wiped away her tears.But the tears kept flowing out, hot on the back of his hand.

The little girl looked at him with wide eyes, her body convulsed from time to time, and she kept saying, "Big brother, help me, I'm in pain, help me, woooo...it hurts, help me..."

The man in the cloak bent down and picked her up, ignored the inquiries and pleas of the people around him, and left there by apparating.

With nowhere to go, the cloaked man apparated back to the ruined town with the little girl.Almost at the same time, a strange woman also appeared at a place less than ten meters away from him through apparition. After two slight cracking sounds, both parties realized the existence of the other party and turned around vigilantly. gaze at each other.

The woman's long brown hair was tied up high, and she was dressed like a female warrior, but she was wearing a wizard robe embroidered with magic patterns on the outside. Her face was round and round, but her amber eyes were full of sharp light. .She wasn't very beautiful, but the light in her eyes made her whole body glow.

The name of that light is hatred.Along the way, the cloaked man has seen too many similar looks. If there is any difference this time, it is that this woman is very powerful, which makes her closer to that goal than everyone else.The man in the cloak thought: The woman in front of him is very strong, should he remove this threat for that person?

The cloaked man stood silently, his face still hidden in the shadows, only a trace of platinum-blond long hair leaking out.When the woman dressed as a warrior saw the seriously injured little girl in his arms, she was obviously taken aback for a moment, then her eyes softened. She opened her hands to indicate that she had no malicious intentions, and walked closer.

"She is seriously injured and needs immediate treatment!" The woman stopped a few steps away and said tentatively, "Who are you and why are you here?"

"I need a place to put her temporarily, and make a potion to save her life," he replied.

The woman looked him up and down, and said, "You are empty-handed, what do you use to make potions?"

"There is no material, of course we have to look for it. Do you have any better suggestions?"

"Yes!" The woman smiled briefly, and said, "I have everything you need, including utensils, and medicinal materials. At the same time, I am also a master of potions, maybe better than you. You Give her to me, and I'll cure her."

The cloaked man observed her calmly, and said flatly, "Why should I trust you?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when the man in the cloak continued, "You heal her, and I'll watch from the side."

……

When everything was settled and the little girl recovered under the powerful potion and fell asleep, it was already night.

This is a fairly complete log cabin, even though half of it collapsed, it is enough to keep out the wind and rain.Firewood was piled up in the middle of the house, and the orange flames flickered on and off, shining on the face of the cloaked man under the brim of his hat. The brown-haired woman sat opposite him and took the opportunity to look at him. Handsome, and very young, however, the deep temperament emanating from him blurred his age, and made her unable to see through him.

"I'm Helga Hufflepuff." Finally, she took the initiative to speak, showing a gentle smile, "Who are you?"

Hearing this name, the cloaked man shook slightly. This was the first time he showed such an obvious reaction. Helga couldn't help but smile: "It seems that you have heard of me."

"Yes, I've heard of you, one of the four heroes who fought the Gorefiend, and the founder of Hogwarts, you are a great person!" The cloaked man looked up at her, smiling wryly in his heart, unexpectedly She turned out to be Helga, and if he had known that, he wouldn't have wasted an afternoon observing her.Thinking of this, he stood up.

"You haven't answered my question yet, where are you going?" Helga frowned, raised her head and asked.

"This little girl is handed over to you. There is no safer place in England than Hogwarts." The cloaked man pushed open the door and said flatly, "I'm looking for someone, and now I have to ask for information. If See you later, let me introduce myself to you!" And maybe at that time, they were already on the opposite side.

As he spoke, he walked out, and the door closed, and there was a crackling sound outside. Helga had already stood up, but at this moment, she sat back slowly.

At this time the little girl woke up, she got up and knelt down on the ground, she looked around, but did not see her big brother who rescued her, looked at Helga pitifully with a pair of blue eyes, and said cautiously: "Auntie, you are a good person." ,Is it right?"

"Son, what's your name?" Helga frowned slightly and asked pitifully.

"Jennet...but Mom and Dad call me Jane. You can call me Jane, Auntie!"

"Okay, Jenny. Where are your parents?"

Jane lowered her head: "They are dead..." Her face was pale, and after a long time, she gradually burst into tears, and said with sobs, "They are dead, they were killed by that sister, Mom and Dad originally wanted to save her, Woooo..."

In this day and age, children learn about death prematurely.The muscles on Helga's face twitched slightly, and a light flashed in his eyes. It was the temporarily extinguished flame of vengeance, which faintly flared up again.She asked in a deep voice: "Jane, can you tell me what happened?"

Jane nodded and said in a low voice: "Dad saw a sister lying on the side of the road on the way home. She was still alive, but shed a lot of blood. Because she looked like a good person, Dad took her away. When I got home, I wanted to ask the doctor to take a look at her, but my mother found a strange place, her clothes were full of holes, especially a big hole in her chest, but she didn't have any wounds on her body..." Having said that, Jenny choked up, and fear appeared in her eyes. Seeing this, Helga patted her on the back lightly. Jenny took a quick breath for a while, and then said: "Then that sister woke up, her expression Became scary, saying: 'Why save me? I want to die.' Before Mom and Dad could speak, she was... by her..."

"She saw me and wanted to kill me too. I was terrified. I was very scared. I shivered in a corner and then she left. I didn't know what was going on outside. I stayed there and didn't dare to move. Later our family The house collapsed, and the beams pressed my legs, and by the time someone dragged me out from under it, the whole village had been destroyed. I heard them say that it was the Gorefiend who came back to life, the one who looked like Good man's sister, aunt, is this true? Has the blood demon returned?"

Helga's face was watery, and she asked, "Is she black hair and green eyes?"

Jenny opened her eyes wide, and said eagerly: "Yes! Auntie, do you know her? Who the hell is she? Where did she go?"

"Jane, why do you ask that, do you want to avenge your parents?" Helga said suddenly.

The little girl froze.

Helga closed her eyes, suppressed the stern look, lowered her head, and said gently: "Jenny, she is not a blood demon. The blood demon died 20 years ago, just as the carol described, the dark god God's punishment fell and he was killed. He will never be resurrected. The sister you saw, she was a poor woman, she was tormented by severe pain, do you remember the pain when she was injured in her leg? What she felt The pain was a thousand times worse than that. The huge physical pain tormented her every moment, causing her to lose consciousness, twist her heart, and be unable to control her behavior. She is hateful and hateful, but she said After all, it’s just a poor lunatic. Jane, you don’t need to ruin your life just to bear a grudge against such a person, it’s too sad, so, promise me, don’t live for revenge, okay?”

Jane bit her lip, listened half-understanding, and nodded subconsciously.

Helga smiled and patted her head: "Okay, I will send you to Hogwarts, where you can start again... forget about it!"

A red light flashed, and Jenny fell into her arms.

"...And I, I'm her friend," Helga gently picked up the little girl, stood up, and added coldly in her heart, "That's why I had to kill her, in order to give Sarah Racha revenge, but also to help her escape!"

No matter in what era, as long as night falls, the tavern will always be the most prosperous place.The pub in the remote town of the eleventh century was crude, cramped and squalid, however, this did not stop passing merchants and local tycoons from favoring it.On a cold night, there's nothing better than a bucket of beer and a plate of meat to eat. If you're lucky, you might even get the favor of a sexy blonde.

At the same time, in this era of backward media, pubs are also the most ideal place to get new news.

The cloaked man appeared directly in an inconspicuous corner of the bar. His apparition has reached the point of perfection. If you don't listen carefully, you won't hear the sound at all. In addition, his dress is very low-key, so no one notice him.He looked around and sat at a table for four people.

A dwarf was sitting next to him. He was holding a beer mug in one hand and waving it excitedly with the other, spit flying all over the place:

"God, old friend, Luke, you know? Luckily I'm fast. I was in that village doing business with the locals when that demon showed up, and she burst out of a house and headed north ran, and was intercepted by the wizard army, and they were suspended in the sky! At that moment, many things turned in my mind, including how much the vein mine in my hand was worth-oh, old friend, speaking of That vein mine, that is really..."

The male human sitting opposite him twitched his mouth and stopped him: "Wait, old friend, you can talk about your amazing vein later, let's talk about the blood demon first, have you seen her?" What does it look like? How did she destroy the entire village?"

The cloaked man clenched his fists on the table suddenly, and he interrupted in a deep voice: "My friend, there seems to be something wrong with your wording. The blood demon died 20 years ago, and the village was destroyed. Is it her fault alone? If I understand correctly, she clearly wanted to leave directly, and it was the wizard legion who stopped her. They fought against her regardless of the village under their feet, which caused the final tragedy. Isn’t that the case? ?”

Luke waved his hand indifferently, and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a blood demon or something else? Anyway, the final result is the same. As for who caused the consequences, there is no need to distinguish. Blame the responsibility on our coalition forces? My friend, I noticed that your accent is a bit strange, even a dwarf can speak the common language of the continent better than you. Could it be that you are with that demon?" At the end , he already looked suspiciously at the cloaked man's face hidden in the shadows.

"..." The man in the cloak forced himself to loosen his fist, raised his beer glass, shook it at the other party, and said flatly, "Hehe, I'm just talking casually."

The dwarf snorted, drank half a glass of beer, and continued: "Yes, I saw her from a distance, and she was as ugly and terrifying as in the legend. I have never seen such an ugly woman. How can I say it?" Well, um... um... Anyway, she's ugly! And her clothes are all rotten, um, but she looks quite thin. I really don't know how she can be so powerful, and she can get out of such a mess safely. escaped from the siege of many powerful people..."

……

It was nearly dawn, and the cloaked man walked out of the bar. He stopped, and saw Helga standing there, looking at him seriously.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you here?"

Helga shrugged and explained: "You said you want to inquire about information, where else can it be other than this tavern?"

"Obviously what I want to ask is why you came to me, not how you got there," said the cloaked man.

"Jenny - that's the little girl I've sent to Hogwarts. You said you were looking for someone, didn't you? Given your actions, I think we should have the same goal. The enemy of an enemy is a friend , that is to say, we are already friends. Why don't you share the news you got with me?"

The man in the cloak sighed secretly, the enemy of the enemy... Helga misunderstood, he was not the enemy of that person, on the contrary, no matter what she became, he would always stand by her side.But he didn't intend to reject Helga's proposal. Every time, he was always one step late. If this continued, when would he find her?Things get a lot easier when you work with Helga.

So he smiled lightly and replied: "According to what I heard, that person has gone to the north. Let's go!"

……

Olivia will never forget the scene where she and Draco met for the first time.

That day, she still couldn't get relief. After crushing her heart for the unknown number of times and waking up again, she walked exhaustedly at the foot of Mount Pennine.The blood boils in the blood vessels, the temperature is enough to make any creature die countless times; the power expands and explodes in the meridians, the intensity is enough to make any creature become bloody in an instant.But her body is made of immortal materials, although some mechanisms have been diseased, but more parts are still faithfully performing their duties, destroying and rebuilding at the same time, for her, even death is so important out of reach.

She hated this living world.

20 years ago, it was because he couldn't bear this kind of painful torture that the blood demon begged her to kill him. He was lucky because she could do it. She went back to the experiment, but was moved by his pleading, so she betrayed the Holy See and took his life.

But today, who can kill her?There is no one... She can only wait, waiting for the next Pope to be sent by the Holy See. At that time, she will beg that person to end her life just like a blood demon begging herself.That was her only hope, however, as time passed, it had gradually become hopeless—maybe after two consecutive failures, the Holy See had stopped the research on that project, which meant that she would no longer have new ones. successor!

Just when she was most desperate, Draco came to her side like a miracle.

That day, he suddenly appeared in front of her and knocked out Helga who came with her.Then he took off his hood, looked at her tenderly, ignored her threats and threats, attacks and struggles, approached step by step, stretched out his hand to her, and embraced her deeply in his arms.

"I'm from 1000 years later, and I'm here for you."

"My name is Mesurin."

Note ①: Under the setting of this article, the ancient rune of the era of the four giants is the common language of the world, and Mesurin means Draco, which is the same as the English Draco.

The author has something to say: Conclusion: Ovie's first encounter with Draco is not the same as Draco's first encounter with Ovie.So why does Ovie say she first met him when he was 45?Apparently, this is because Draco traveled back in time in 2025!