HP blood war

He didn't hide the contempt in his tone.

Harry took a deep breath, no matter how low I am, I won't be higher than the wine barrel!

"What are you staring at! The wine barrel in Lao Tzu's bar is more than a beer glass taller than yours!" Harry gritted his teeth, yours is not a wine barrel at all!That should be called a wine warehouse!

"Wait, wait, Aberforth, how did you see Ariana?" He wanted to see Ariana if he could.

"What? Do you want to see Arianna?" Aberforth looked at Dumbledore with his neck raised, "This kid said that Arianna can only come back once, to meet her, and then go down and see her after you get a nephew for Ariana to come out." her!"

"Nephew?" Grindelwald felt that this question should be of great benefit to him.

"Hmph, Arianna said that she hopes to have a nephew who looks a lot like the two of you give her flowers next year." Harry looked at the upright Aberforth with strange eyes. It's appearance!

"As an apology, I will definitely fulfill Ariana's wish." Grindelwald said solemnly.

"Albus Dumbledore, if you don't see your nephew for at most two years, go to Arianna's grave and confess!" Aberforth drank the black tea in one gulp, turned and walked into the secret passage, Dumbledore Responding from the nephew's topic.

"Mr. Potter, you..." If you haven't left yet, what's in the way here!

Seeing Grindelwald's undisguised dislike, Harry twitched the corner of his mouth: "I wish you two a happy day." Then he turned around and left immediately, thinking he wanted to stay here!

"Wait a minute, Harry, about Ariana... um!" Harry had already gone downstairs when Dumbledore realized, "Gellert! Let go! It's daytime!"

"Albus, Ariana wants a nephew, and I'd be happy to grant Ariana's wish..."

"...well... at least go back to the bedroom..."

hehe! !Harry hurriedly left from the principal's office, wishing the two upstairs a happy birth!

Walking quickly all the way, passing by the door of the library, I saw Hermione and Ron discussing a book. It was still early before Valentine's Day, why did he feel that the air was full of a sour smell of love!

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Today is the day of the Quidditch match. Harry got up this morning. The weather outside was very gloomy, with dark clouds and thunder, and it was the same day in his previous life, but at least there were no dementors today. For this alone, Harry decided to Wearing a raincoat to the games, he still liked Quidditch, as long as the balls weren't aimed at his head all the time.

At breakfast, Harry watched as the Quidditch players were stuffed with food by enthusiastic Gryffindors, as he had done in his previous life, and ended up dying.

"I really don't understand why you guys have such great enthusiasm for such a dangerous sport." Hermione looked at the rain above her head, wrapped her raincoat tightly, and suddenly there was a magic spell next to her, and when the rain fell not far above her head Split to the sides, "Oh, thank you so much, Ron."

Ron nodded with a smile, and Harry raised his eyebrows 'Going by his first name so soon? '

'Are you envious? ' Ron looked smug.

Harry turned his head to look at the Quidditch players who appeared on the stage. He didn't know the red-haired man next to him, and he didn't want to know him!

As Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle, the game began. Harry was very excited to see the players who were speeding in the rain.

oh!It definitely hurts!Marcus, the Slytherin captain, hit Wood hard on the shoulder as he flew past him. Marcus was taller than Wood, and Wood almost fell off the broom.

It's a shame that Marcus didn't catch up to Wood until graduation!Harry thought exactly the same as Draco when he was in the second grade. Wood will graduate next year, so this year is Wood's last time to participate in the competition. If Wood loses this time, Harry doesn't think Marcus can catch up with him before graduation. wood.

The sharp-eyed saw that Marcus turned his head and looked again after bumping into it, and was almost caught up by the Quaffle. It seems that Marcus has taken a fancy to Wood at this time, but this kind of virtue of bullying you if you like you... ...not really a Slytherin.

"Harry, do you feel cold?" Hermione shivered suddenly and tugged at Harry. Ron flicked his wand and cast a warming spell on Hermione, but Hermione still felt a little cold.

"Cold?" Harry was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and squinted his eyes to look into the distance. It's true that the sky is full of dark clouds today, but Harry didn't think the dark clouds could float so fast! "Ron, protect those around you!"

Harry stood up and drew out his wand. Snape, who had been paying attention to Harry's movements, followed Harry's gaze and said, "Dumbledore! Stop the game immediately!"

Dumbledore looked serious, how did those things enter Hogwarts!

The surrounding students were still engrossed in watching the game, totally oblivious to the 'dark clouds' flying over from a distance.

Ron also saw those things, cursed secretly, grabbed Hermione with one hand and pulled out his wand with the other. Hermione hadn't reacted yet: "What's wrong?"

Dumbledore raised his hand and made a loud voice: "The game is suspended! Everyone returns to the castle immediately, and the professors evacuate the students immediately! The upper grades will use the magic spell to protect the lower grades!"

"The game is suspended? Why?"

"What does the calling guard do?"

"Merlin! What is that!"

Finally someone noticed the 'dark cloud' flying over at a high speed, and the students they knew started screaming: "Dementor!"

"Guardian!" Two huge phoenixes dragged their tail feathers and rushed into the middle of the dementors. Although most of them were stopped in time, many dementors still rushed towards the Quidditch pitch.

"Damn it! Are all the dementors in Azkaban here!" Snape's Patronus protected the students who were too late to evacuate in the distance.

Ron gritted his teeth. Since the awakening of his bloodline, the Patronus has changed along with him. Because of bloodlines, it is very difficult for him to use the magic of the Patronus, which can protect the mind. He just released the Patronus for a while and he felt the magic power. in a substantial decline.

Harry hadn't fully released the Patronus until now, all he released was a large cloud of illusory mist, but it was enough to simply drive away the dementors.

There are not many patron saints in the air compared to the number of dementors. Although some seniors have mastered them, they don't last long.

Harry looked carefully at the Patronus in the sky, but he didn't see Money's. His Patronus Charm was a little mutated due to his blood, so it was easy to deal with these things.Looking carefully for Mooney, he and Draco were found under the Slytherin stands, and it seemed that something was wrong with Mooney.

Harry left the Patronus to help Ron, relying on blood to cross the Quidditch pitch forcefully: "Draco, Mony..." Halfway through the words, Harry swallowed back, Mony is no longer in a bad state It can be explained.

Mooney looked at the dementor in the air, with a greedy look in his eyes: "Hungry...so hungry...want to eat..."

The author has something to say: Dementors: hungry, want to eat souls? (?_??)

Money: Hungry, want to eat a dementor?(?_??)

Dementor: Σ(????)?

☆, multi-purpose medicine

"..." Harry looked at the direction that Mooney was staring at. There were only a group of dementors. He must have misunderstood them. They were definitely not dementors!Harry watched in a daze as Monny broke away from Draco, rushed into the dementors, grabbed one of the dementors, and was about to bite: "!!!"

He suddenly woke up, and rushed over to grab Moni: "No matter how hungry you are, this is not something you can eat!"

No one knows how the dementors were born. This disgusting magical creature likes to suck the emotions of joy and also likes to suck the soul, but they can't digest the sucked soul and can only store it in the body.

The real nightmare is not the kind where unicorns fall after being stained with darkness, but the nightmares that are said to crawl out of hell with the blood of demons. They also like souls. In Moni's eyes, these wandering dementors are a group of A feast wrapped in wrapping paper.

"Hungry..." Harry desperately pulled Monny away. After leaving Monny's clutches, the hapless dementor flew into the sky as if fleeing for its life, and then ran into the two huge phoenixes as if in a panic.

"Draco, where's 'sugar'!" Harry searched in Money's pocket for a long time but couldn't find those magic crystals.

"Eat it early! Otherwise, do you think I can hold him back!" If he hadn't swallowed hundreds of crystals in one go, Mooney would have broken free a long time ago. He is not a powerful magical creature like Pot.

Draco got up and grabbed Monny together with Harry, but Monny, who basically bid farewell to things like reason, still stared at the dementors around him: "I'm so hungry..."

"Ron!" Harry yelled at Ron across half of the Quidditch pitch. It is impossible to faint now. In this environment, even if he faints, he will wake up every minute, so he can only rely on Ron. Just to wake up this 'eating' nightmare.

With the help of Harry's patron saint, Ron's situation has improved a lot. Hermione has been sent out safely by him, and the students in the stadium have also been evacuated from the stadium. Now the professors are protecting the students and returning to the castle. Bliddoll and Grindelwald were killing hordes of dementors, and no one noticed Harry's situation.

Running over in a hurry, there was a scream when facing Moni, and Moni almost fell, and his eyes became more rational: "Go!" En bit down on En's arm, and blue blood flowed from Mooney's mouth.

"Ow!" Ron screamed, completely unprepared, he felt that a piece of flesh must have been bitten off his arm, and Ron clearly saw Monny swallowing a big mouthful of his blood, "Why don't you drink your white hair of!"

The blood containing magic power and the toxin of the siren's blood made Moony temporarily sober, and Draco dragged Moony to the castle: "You won't die if you drink a mouthful of your blood!" Broken teeth, when he likes the smell of the sea in your blood!

Nima!Don't drink it if you hate it!Ron poured a spring of clear water on himself, his scales began to dry and crack again, and he almost choked with anger when he saw Moni's eyes.

"Let's go!" Harry used the incomplete Patronus to lead a few people away from the stadium. They can't go back to the castle now. Let alone Ron's blood that is obviously different from ordinary people, he said that Money might lose his mind again from time to time. If you don't stop him when the time comes, let him eat the soul of any student and you're done!

"Potter! Where are you going!" Snape rushed back after escorting the students, and saw Harry and the others walking towards the Black Lake with the Patronus on their backs.

"Professor, there is something wrong now, we can't go back to the castle." Harry and the others speeded up to the Black Lake. Ron said that there is a passage leading directly to the test chamber in the Black Lake, and Money had already bit Ron for the second time. time. "Don't follow me here." Based on Mooney's current state, he was afraid that Snape would become Mooney's lunch if he didn't pay attention.

Snape frowned and looked at Mooney, whose eyes fell into greed from time to time. He frowned and took out a bottle of potion. The green color reminded Harry of his taste disorder.Snape stretched out his hand to pour Moony in, but it didn't work. Snape looked at Moony who was in a mess again, and was almost bitten. He sneered and took out a rectangular bar from his pocket - Harry remembered that The chewing gum he once lost - stuffed into Mooney's mouth without even tearing the wrapper.

Mooney spit it out after chewing a couple of bites, but enough, after Ron had to give his arm and Mooney bit down... "Ouch—"

Ron's face darkened, and he almost stomped on Mooney's face in anger.

"Ugh—" Mooney vomited, and Harry suddenly remembered that Mooney had always been sensitive to the taste of potions, plus that bottle of turquoise potion that had made the back of his head feel cold...he thought of himself Zhou suffered two catties.

"Now, take Mr. Cruise back to the castle." Snape flicked his wand, and the Patronus came running from among the dementors, with the silver doe leading the way in front of them.

Harry followed behind, looking at the Patronus in a somewhat complicated manner. Although he may be sorry for his father who loves his mother so much, Professor Snape probably has a deeper affection for his mother than his father, but in this It seems that it's not just love...Harry saw Snape's eyes when he looked at the Patronus, love, nostalgia, and most of all guilt, the dead are always the most perfect, and he didn't doubt Snape's love for him. Mother's feelings, but Snape can't let Snape lose his whole life for his mother as before, the living always have to live.

Dragging Mony, who vomited and almost collapsed, back to the castle, everyone hid in the hall, Draco took Moni to the Room of Requirement, Ron took advantage of the wound on his arm and ran in the hall while Ravenclaw After entering the trial chamber to soak in sea water, Harry was stopped by Snape and asked to wait for him in the office, then Snape turned around and took the Patronus to the Quidditch pitch.

Harry was sitting at the door of the office. The shadow from the last time he entered the office with Parseltongue was still there. Although there was no one in the office at the moment, he didn't want to take another two weeks off due to some accident.

Flicking his wand to release the Patronus, Harry saw only the roughly shaped silver-white smoke in front of him, and he could tell that it was a large, powerful creature. It wasn't that he didn't want to use the Patronus in full form, but since he created the Horcrux, his Patronus God has always been in this state.And when I used the patron saint before, I obviously felt the pain of tearing in my head, but it disappeared quickly.

No, I can't wait anymore, the problem with the soul is getting worse and worse, the broken part must be torn off first, as for how to repair it, let's talk about it, anyway, he still dragged the feathered snake to die in the previous life with an incomplete soul.

The author has something to say: Money: Hungry... (nearly bit Snape)

Snape sneered (filling potion, stuffing gum)

Harry (eyes off to the Warriors)

☆、Umbridge

Without the need to protect the students, the dementor left naturally after being killed for a while. Dumbledore hurried back to the headmaster's office to check the castle's protection. Snape returned to the cellar and saw Harry squatting at the door.

"Potter, are you going to replace Medusa?" Snape opened the door, followed by Harry.

After entering the door, Snape took out a few bottles of potions and put them on the table, but he didn't let Harry drink them: "Potter, what's the matter with your Patronus?" Although Weasley and Draco's Patronus They also only have a general shape, but he saw that their Patronus was condensed and formed before deliberately drawing away the magic power, which made the shape not solid enough, but Potter's Patronus was not released at all at first.

"It's nothing, maybe because of the problem with the Horcrux, my Patronus couldn't condense into a solid body." Harry didn't hide it, but he didn't reveal his plan.

"Show me your Patronus." Snape drew his wand.

Harry flicked his wand lightly, and silver-white smoke appeared. Snape cast a few detection spells, and the information returned by the spells was nothing special. Considering the situation of the Dark Lord, it seems that it is indeed a problem with the soul: "Okay , Potter, you can go after drinking these potions."

Snape looked at the time, and after clicking his tongue, his figure began to shrink, and he waved his wand to make the robe fit. Seeing Harry staring at him, he said angrily, "What are you looking at, Potter!" If he hadn't discovered that the aging agent would prolong the subside time of this side effect, he would never leave the aging agent for 24 hours!

"Professor, haven't you... grown up?" It seemed to be as old as him now.

"Three points will be deducted from Gryffindor, because it is too much to manage (words) and not to do anything!" What does it mean that he has grown up!This is called recovery!With a flick of his wand, Snape threw the potion out of the office with Harry.

"..." Harry held a few bottles of potions and looked at the slammed door in front of him, shrugged. Anyway, he didn't think that Gryffindor could win the Academy Cup when Snape had the Marauder's Map. , Deduct points, just deduct points, as long as you don't lose more than [-] points at a time, Hermione will earn back in one class.

"Ah--" Hermione suddenly turned her face and sneezed, and a Gryffindor senior next to her asked concerned: "Granger, are you okay? Have you caught a cold?"

"It's okay." Hermione shook her head, always feeling that someone was talking about her behind her back.

"Granger, um, can you go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?" The senior scratched his head and asked a little shyly. He was one of the seniors who said when Harry went berserk last time, "You Do you like butterbeer?"

"I haven't tried it, I want to try it." Hermione nodded in agreement with the invitation.

"Oh, how about I take you to the Shrieking Shack after we're done with the Hog's Head?"

"Screaming Shack?" Because Harry had been quite 'honest' in his life, and even the night tour had been completely hidden from Hermione, so Hermione didn't know about the adventure zone among these students at all.

"It is said that there are ghosts there, but it is obviously impossible." The senior looked at the ghosts floating in the hall from time to time, "More people think there are werewolves there."

"Wolfman?!"

"Yeah, I haven't seen a werewolf yet, let's go together this weekend."

"Oh, sorry, I suddenly remembered that I had an appointment with someone else, I'm so sorry." Hermione smiled dryly, turned and left.werewolf? !Feed his brains to werewolves!If there were werewolves, they ran over to serve them as snacks!Let's go with Harry this weekend. Hermione tilted her head and saw Ravenclaw passing by, thinking of Ron's careful warming spell, she should also ask Ron to go with her.

--------the next day-------

Because of the dementor incident the day before, the Quidditch match was interrupted today. Although they were frightened before, everyone's enthusiasm was still high until the owl delivered the daily newspaper.

"Merlin! Azkaban has escaped from prison!!" A voice screamed, followed by voices in the hall.

"It is said that those Death Eaters may come to Hogwarts to take revenge on the Savior!"

"No wonder a dementor came to the school yesterday..."

"Isn't that the savior is very dangerous..."

"The minister still wants to send dementors to garrison Hogwarts!? Those monsters won't eat us!?"

"Merlin! I want to go home..."

Some of the timid Hufflepuffs were already crying, and Dumbledore came from outside the hall, followed by a fat man - Minister of Magic, Fudge Connelly - and a pink man.

"Everyone be quiet!" After Dumbledore arrived, the atmosphere in the hall was obviously much better. "This is the Minister of Magic. He is here to explain today's newspaper and what happened yesterday."

"Ahem, good morning everyone." No one responded to his greeting, and Fudge was a little embarrassed, but he continued, "I think you have also read today's newspapers. The Ministry of Magic believes that those vicious Death Eaters escaped from prison. It may be to revenge the Savior, so in order to defend against them, the Ministry of Magic decided to let the dementors garrison Hogwarts."

"Mr. Minister, do you want to explain the incident of the dementor attacking the students yesterday!" Dumbledore said seriously.

"Of course, of course." Fudge wiped the sweat from his brow. "Yesterday's incident was an accident. The Ministry of Magic is very sorry about it. The Ministry of Magic guarantees that dementors will not attack Hogwarts students again."

The students looked at each other, and they obviously relaxed a lot under the assurance of the Minister of Magic.Fudge didn't finish his sentence: "In order to ensure everyone's safety, the Ministry of Magic also sent a special representative to Hogwarts as a teaching assistant for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Fudge asked the pink figure behind him to step forward.

"Hi everyone, I'm Dolores Jane Umbridge, a special professor from the Ministry of Magic, and an assistant teacher in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." The girlish voice with pinched throat and the lethal taste in clothes made some people whisper laughed. "I hope everyone can cooperate with the work of the Ministry of Magic in the future."

"Then, everyone continue to have breakfast, and I will send the minister away first." Dumbledore turned around and left the hall with Fudge, while Umbridge walked into the teacher's seat: "This is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Oakley Levine Mrs." Umbridge sat next to Grindelwald.

"Hi, Assistant Umbridge." Grindelwald didn't want to talk to the moving pink bow.

"I would rather you call me Professor Umbridge Dispatch." Umbridge bit the word 'dispatch' seriously, "It is said that Professor Levins and Mr. Harry Potter are distant cousins, this is your visit to England the reason?"

"Levins is indeed a branch of the Potter family." Grindelwald not only used Harry's surname when he returned to the past, but also copied his identity.

"It's not a 'coincident' for Mr. Levins to come back, just in time for 'this year' Azkaban's escape."

"I think so too." Grindelwald continued to eat breakfast indifferently.

"Professor Umbridge, I'll take you to your office later." Professor McGonagall interjected, she was worried that Grindelwald would throw Avada directly at her if this man spoke a little longer, her shrill voice The girly voice is just too unbearable.

Harry looked at Umbridge, who wanted to compete with Grindelwald for the sovereignty of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and smiled mockingly. He straightened his fork without any trace. Today's newspaper and Umbridge's early appearance made him He feels bad.But it would be great if the Death Eaters really came to take revenge on him. He still has a headache where to find someone to tear off his rotten soul, but this time he doesn't need to look for it.

The author has something to say: Harry is going to make the broken part of his soul into a Horcrux, let us pray for him and never fall into the hands of the professor~

☆, waiting for a long time

Because of the dementors, Grindelwald's recent lectures are all about the Patronus Charm, but due to the problem of magic power, the best that the students in the first and second grades can do is to release a small cloud of fist-sized smoke, gently wave They broke up with a wave of their hands. Harry and his third graders were better, and the patron saints of some people could already see the general shape.

In this class, Grindelwald moved a box: "Everyone has almost learned the Patronus Charm, but qualified spells can't be just displayed in private, you need actual combat." Raised his hand and patted Box, "Don't worry, I won't let you connect with a real dementor, here is a boggart, I think we have already talked about what this thing is before, I used some tricks to make a boggart into a dementor The look of the ghost, remember, you need to use the Patronus Charm instead of being funny, understand."

Umbridge interrupted: "Professor Levins, I don't agree with your teaching method. I think that since these students can already use the Patronus Charm, there is no need for any Boggarts at all." Grindelwald knocked on the box impatiently, "What's more, as long as they stay in school honestly, they may not be able to use the Patronus Charm in this life."

"Then everyone line up now." Grindelwald ignored Umbridge, and Umbridge raised his voice: "Professor Levins! I am a special assistant teacher of the Ministry of Magic."

"I know you are a special 'teaching assistant'! Now I'm in class, you either shut up, or I throw you out!" Grindelwald bit the teaching assistant seriously, if he wasn't afraid of causing trouble for Albus, he would have solved this pink Colored!

"Oakley Levins! I'm... ah!" Before Umbridge finished speaking, Grindelwald opened the classroom door with a wave of his wand, and Umbridge fell headfirst and flew out. Before the door closed, Harry saw that Umbridge seemed to fly off the banister.

"Now, let's continue the class. Number one, Mr. Longbottom, please prepare the Patronus Charm." Neville walked forward tremblingly holding his wand, and Grindelwald was already ready to save the scene when he saw this Prepare.

With a flick of the wand, the locks on the box were opened neatly, and the dementor transformed by Boggart came out from inside. Even though it was fake, it still had that gloomy and damp feeling.

"Huh, huh, guard..." The completely unassuming spell didn't even release a trace of smoke. The dementor was getting closer and closer, and Neville sat down on the ground all of a sudden.

"Okay, come back." The dementor seemed to be grabbed by something and stuffed back into the box, "Mr. Longbottom, please finish the spell of the Patronus Charm at once and remember to point the tip of the wand at the enemy next time." Too nervous Neville even took the spell backwards.

"Next, Miss Hunter..." A Gryffindor girl walked up to the podium, and when the box was opened, the girl stood there and watched the dementor getting closer and closer, and then: "Funny funny!"

"Miss Hunt, as I said, what you're going to use is the Patronus Charm, and I don't want you to be chanting something funny to a Dementor one day!"

"Next"

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It may be because the shadow left by the previous attack is too deep, even the best Slytherin used by the Patronus in normal practice, few people can successfully use the Guardian of God in front of this fake dementor, even a group smoke.

"Oh, Merlin! Your grades are really worse than I imagined." Grindelwald raised his forehead, he couldn't imagine how Albus calmly faced these elm heads every year.

"Next, Mr. Malfoy." Grindelwald Quidditch looked at the remaining few people, none of them were 'normal', "Forget it, I remember that Mr. Malfoy was already flexible when he was on the Quidditch pitch last time." Use the Patronus Charm, then you don’t need to practice anymore.” Then he pointed to Harry and the others behind, “Mr. Potter and Mr. Money don’t need it either.”

"Grindelwald's actual combat is really bad, which opened my eyes..." Grindelwald closed the box tightly, "Gryffindor and Slytherin each deduct five points." Grindelwald rarely adds points, for him , these students who can hit their own people even with weapons other than yours are not all deducted as zero points, it is already he is giving Albus face.

"Now, get out of class is over." Grindelwald left the classroom with the box floating, and a group of small animals who thought they had learned spells well but were beaten came out of the classroom with bitter faces.

"My legs go limp when I see a dementor."

"Me too, I can't remember how to say the spell."

"I miss 'funny funny' when I think it's a boggart change."

"How about we ask the savior and Cruise how?" Many people agreed with this opinion, but when they turned their heads, Harry had already escaped, leaving only Moni who was tired of Draco, Greg Ryffindor didn't want to be among the Slytherins either.

Harry found a remote corner and spread out the parchment in his hand—Harry secretly 'borrowed' the Marauder's Map from the Potions Office—watching the few on it appear at the gate of the castle in a good mood After waiting for a long time, he even prepared the materials.

——————— Forbidden Forest ———————

"Wormtail, how do we get in?" Strange stared at the castle with sinister eyes, as if he could see the savior inside.

"At night, at night, I know a way to get in, we just need to sneak into the castle quietly." Peter said tremblingly.

"Haha, at night, we will give Lord the head of the savior as a gift." Bella laughed nervously.

Harry looked at the names on the parchment that had disappeared from the map, and smiled expectantly, Bellatrix...

At night, Harry was wearing an invisibility cloak, sitting in the lounge, looking at the names on the parchment and entering Hogwarts along a path on the map, pushing the door of the lounge, the fat lady was not there, Harry stood in the lounge At the door, I watched the names on the map get closer and closer until those figures appeared in front of my eyes.

Looking forward to your visit to Hogwarts, the single ticket to hell has been waiting for a long time.Harry smiled brightly under the cloak.

The author has something to say: the number of words in this chapter is a little less, and it was originally written, but then it disappeared in a flash, and the follow-up writing always feels a bit worse than before. Sorry, it is late.

☆, making Horcruxes

"Hurry up, Wormtail!" he roared in a low voice, "or I'll kill you right away!"

"Strange, I'm waiting for you outside, you just go in and kill the savior, I'll wait outside." Peter said tremblingly, if Bellatrix hadn't pointed his wand at the back, he would have Rather wait at the Screaming Shack.

"You cowardly mouse, just stay here, and I will present Harry Potter's head to the Lord." Bella rushed to the front from behind, pointing at the door of the lounge with her wand.

Harry watched Bella whisper something, the lounge door opened, Bella smiled nervously, Strange followed her into the lounge, Peter guarded the door trembling.

Harry drew his wand, ready to deal with Peter first, and then the Stranges.

"Who? Which disobedient student in the middle of the night...Peter Speru!!!" The fat lady who came back suddenly made Harry change his plan, and the surrounding portraits were woken up by the scream of the fat lady.

"Fat lady! Don't practice your high notes at this time."

"Oh! Merlin! I am too old to be frightened."

"Hmmmmmm, why does the name that the fat lady mentioned just now sound familiar?"

"Peter Speru...Peter Pettigrew!! Isn't he in Azkaban!"

"Idiot, haven't the prisoners of Azkaban escaped from prison!"

"Ah—" A girl in a red dress suddenly ran into a landscape painting in the lounge, "There are two Death Eaters here!"

Today is Snape's night patrol. Usually he would spread out the Marauder's Map and sit in the office drinking coffee, but today the map was gone, so he had to pour a bottle of aging potion and come out to patrol the night like a fool. It's definitely Harry Potter. !

"Three Death Eaters broke into Gryffindor!" The message of the portrait traveled fast enough to travel from Gryffindor Tower to the Vault before the three Death Eaters could react.

"Damn it!" Snape turned and hurried to Gryffindor Tower, releasing Patronus on the way to inform the other professors.

Before reaching the gate of Gryffindor Tower, Snape saw three people running out, hiding sideways behind the stone pillar, squinting and looking in the direction, it was... Whomping Willow!Peter Sparrow!Snape clenched his wand and followed, even if he revealed his identity, he would kill the mouse first!

Harry was standing next to the entrance to the Whooping Willow under the Invisibility Cloak, and when he saw Snape's name on the map coming this way, he rushed to the Whomping Willow first.As expected, Snape gripped his wand tightly and followed from behind.

Even though Peter wanted to get into the secret passage first, he was still pushed back by the Strange couple.Peter was trembling and wanted to turn into a mouse, Snape raised his wand: "AvadaKed□□ra!"

Harry squinted and released Snape's spell before it hit Peter. Under the cover of the invisibility cloak, Snape did not see the green light from the tip of Harry's wand.

The ominous green light hit Peter, and Peter fell down without even screaming. The Animagus was only half transformed.

Snape gripped his wand tightly, suppressing the desire to crush the rat, and turned away.Harry looked at the strangely shaped Peter on the ground, and squinted his eyes in disappointment, but it was a pity that Bellatrix was missing.

Walking slowly back to Gryffindor Tower, seeing the professors gathered in a hurry at the door of the lounge, Harry lifted his invisibility cloak and 'accidentally' touched the armor at the corner.

"Come out!" The professors drew out their wands and pointed at the corner, Harry walked out of the corner, and the professors breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh! Thanks Merlin! Mr. Potter, it's great that you weren't in the dormitory before." For the first time, Professor Sprout felt that the exuberant energy of the Gryffindor students was a good thing.

"Sorry, Professor." Harry carefully looked up at the professors, "I'm just hungry and want to find something to eat." He took out the sandwich he had prepared.

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor for night tour." Snape cast a condescending glance at Harry, and strode away with a shake of his robe.

"Mr. Potter, good night." The professors left one after another. Harry raised his hand and took a bite of the sandwich. When he was wrong, he shrunk the map and stuffed it into the professor's pocket. I don't know if the professor noticed it.

When Snape returned to the office, his figure began to shrink as soon as the door was closed. He shrunk his robe with anger on his face, felt something in his pocket, took out the map, and flicked his wand to restore it to its original shape.

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor for stealing the professor's finances!" Looking at the name and returning to the dormitory, he snorted coldly, put away the map, and walked into the lounge.

Harry stood at the door of an abandoned professor. He had tampered with the map a little before, but now, to the map, the glasses he put on the bed in the dormitory were 'Harry Potter'.

Arrange the protective spell and soundproof spell, and take out the materials. The life required by the Horcrux can only be separated by five hours at most. Harry must deal with the rotten soul tonight.

Draw a magic circle on the ground, and start tearing the soul step by step. After the spell is uttered, Harry can clearly feel the abnormal parts of the soul, and guide the spell to tear those parts, part of which looks almost the same as the soul .

There is no way to tear it off according to the position of the boundary, Harry can only cut off the normal soul as little as possible, in case the reason of the soul affects himself, such as becoming inhuman and ghost like Voldemort.

Covered in cold sweat, stuffing the rotting soul into the prepared container, Harry bared his teeth, how Voldemort endured the pain of tearing his soul many times back then.

Now that the problem of the soul is solved, the more troublesome thing is to find a way to cover up the incomplete soul in front of Moni. It appears to be one with itself.Satisfied looking at the unremarkable and simple pendant, Harry hung it around his neck together with the communicator. Fortunately, these two things were not heavy, otherwise something would have happened to his neck.

The author has something to say: When I was typing today, my mother was watching Langya Bang, and her mind was full of "you must believe it, you must believe it." "I would rather kill by mistake than let it go." What a god, I just finished reading the previous Gufeng novel!

☆, octopus toxin

Although the Death Eaters incident the night before didn't wake up the students, the next day's Daily Prophet wrote on the headlines what happened last night, plus a photo of Peter Speru at the time of his death, in a grotesque posture The little wizards were taken aback. Except for two loud "too scary" discussions from time to time, most of them looked at the sleepy Harry from Gryffindor from time to time.

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione sat next to Harry, looking up and down worriedly, "Did you get hurt last night?"

"Last night?" Harry repeated vaguely, and Hermione pointed to the newspaper headline: 'Surprise!Death Eaters have infiltrated Hogwarts, and Dementors have no response! '.

Harry yawned: "It's okay, I wasn't in the dormitory last night."

"That's good." Hermione began to eat breakfast in peace, and Mony beside him also looked sleepy: "Even if he is in the dormitory, nothing will happen."

"Why do you say that?" Hermione frowned listening to Mooney's indifferent tone.

"The protective magic of the dormitory door