[HP] End of Death

The man walked slowly past them, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the hall, and walked in. The sound of his footsteps became deeper as the distance between them became more distant.Harry and Draco looked at each other, stood up cautiously, pulled the invisibility cloak and followed the figure.

When he was about to cross the threshold, Harry tugged Draco's sleeve silently, reminding him to pay attention. Draco thought he needed your reminder, but he didn't argue.The man easily crossed the age barrier left by Dumbledore and stood in front of the Goblet of Fire.The blue and white flame in the cup danced strangely, it was the only light source in the darkness, illuminating his arm.

They slowly approached the man, and Draco pointed to a pillar to the right of the Goblet of Fire. Harry nodded, and the two of them moved slowly behind the pillar and stood still.Perhaps afraid of the invisibility cloak loosening, Draco's hand went around Harry's waist from behind, pulling him closer, and covering his mouth at the right time.Harry leaned sideways against the pillar, and had to hold the Invisibility Cloak with one hand and press his shoulder with the other. The two of them were close together and could clearly feel each other's breathing.

Harry tried to ignore the throbbing in his heart, he turned his face to look at the man, the blinding blue and white flame lit up the parchment in his hand.Harry tried his best to look over the words on the paper, but Draco pushed his hand back and pressed him on the shoulder.He was very angry, but he couldn't protest due to the special situation, so he gave him a glare.

The man took out a magic wand from his pocket, and he waved it lightly, chanting vague incantations, and as he moved, the sky began to light up little by little, like stars, like countless planets floating in light-years .The stars converged into a galaxy, and the galaxy turned into a spiral galaxy. The man swung his wand violently, and all the stars rose upward like bright fireworks, forming a rotating storm in the sky.

The dazzling and magnificent light illuminated the entire auditorium, and the silver badges on the walls, huge ukiyo-e paintings, hollow lamps and four-color silk were all coated with a layer of gentle and cool silver light.The magic wand in the man's hand pointed at the Goblet of Fire, the starry sky fell, the universe collapsed, and thousands of stars sprinted like a school of fish, merging into the jumping sparks.

The beating range of the blue-white flame suddenly trembled, the white core soared to a height of one foot, and the sparks scattered to the sides, like a peacock spreading its tail.Harry stared blankly at this gorgeous magical spectacle, almost forgot to breathe.The brilliant white light coated the man's body with a bright outline, and he could clearly see his hair blown by the magic power. The man quietly waited for the flame to sink, and he threw the parchment in his hand into the flame , stood still for a while, turned and left.

The man had been gone for a long time, but the two of them were still motionless, staring blankly at the burning Goblet of Fire.Draco regained his composure slightly. He patted Harry's back and whispered in his ear, "How long do you want to hold me?"

Harry blushed instantly when he heard this, and quickly let go of his hands, but since they were both wearing an invisibility cloak, there was no distance between them, so Harry ignored the playful expression on his face and changed the subject: " Malfoy, who was that person just now?"

Draco's face changed, and he became serious rarely: "I don't know either."

"Is it necessary to cast such advanced magic to sign up for the Goblet of Fire?"

"Of course not." Draco glanced at him, and said with a pause, "He certainly didn't just come to sign up. I don't know what the man did, but maybe we'll find out soon."

Harry was lost in thought, he always felt that something beyond his control had been quietly moving.He remembered the dream of the summer vacation again, the big snake crawling in the old house, the man behind the chair, the murdered Muggle... Voldemort wanted to kill him.

Everything seems so coincidental.

The ubiquitous sense of crisis made him feel anxious, but Harry knew that unless he waited for the opponent to take a shot, he had no room to fight back.He is always passive in danger.

"What are you thinking, Potter?" The boy's cold voice sounded in his ear, Harry looked up, and Draco was staring at him seriously, "Have you already guessed something?"

"No, I didn't." Harry lied, he didn't want to tell anyone about the dream.

"Well, since you don't want to say... I think we've spent enough time here." Draco said slowly, stretching out a hand to stroke the contour of his jaw, ha Leigh wanted to turn his head uncomfortably, but Draco suddenly pressed his jaw hard to force him to open his mouth, took out the potion he had prepared with his other hand, hooked the cork and poured it all in.

"What——" Harry felt a coldness in his mouth, and the greasy liquid flowed down his esophagus. He coughed loudly, choking his throat, and bent down. Draco stood aside and watched him intently, He picked up the slipped invisibility cloak.

"Be gentle, Potter. Be careful not to be spotted." He patted him on the back as if nothing had happened, and Harry turned to punch him, and Draco dodged sideways, grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the age boundary.

"Stop, Malfoy! Why don't you drink the potion!" Harry struggled hard, slapping him on the back, Draco suddenly stopped and turned around, and Harry bumped into him before he could react.

"Actually, there is a way without using aging agents." He said suddenly, his voice calm and inexplicable.

"You mean... let the senior students vote for you?" Harry looked at his quiet profile, and for some reason his anger subsided a lot.

"No." Draco took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, on which "Hogwarts - Draco Malfoy" was written, and he tied the note to a gold Garen came on and threw it towards the Goblet of Fire.The gallon fell steadily into the flames, the flames rose up and wrapped the parchment inside, while the gallon and the rubber band were ejected, and Draco reached out and grabbed it firmly.

"It's so hot!" He hissed as soon as he touched the coin, almost throwing it out.Harry just stared at him, not knowing what to say.

"Hey, Potter. Is it your turn?" Draco stuffed the Galleon and rubber band into his pocket, looked at him with a half-smile, and deliberately dragged out his voice, "If you are not as good as me Yes, then I suggest you go in by yourself, after all, it is not good to be heard rattling gold coins in the hall in the middle of the night, and you have to retrieve it.”

Harry gave him a hard look, thinking why should I try, I don't want to be in the Triwizard Tournament at all!Draco saw what he was thinking, and reminded in a low voice: "I'm done, Potter. Do you want to go back on your word?"

"It's you who obviously regretted it, you said you would go in with me!"

"Oh? You want to be with me that much?"

"You—you know I didn't mean that!" Harry blushed with anger, he knew he had been tricked by Draco again, and Mr. Fickett was right—he shouldn't have believed him!

"Of course I understand what you mean, Potter." Draco raised the corners of his lips, and he walked around in front of Harry, hugging him gently, wrapping his arms around his slender waist.For some reason, he remembered the way he was lying in front of him that afternoon and let him do whatever he wanted, and his body froze slightly.

Harry was surprised by his actions and didn't resist for a moment.The person who was holding him sent him into his arms, and suddenly pushed him away forcefully. Harry suddenly lost his footing, and fell backwards into the age boundary.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound when the body was ejected and landed heavily on the ground.

"Ma, Er, Foo!" The boy's angry voice rang out in the hallway, followed by another boy's laughter. Draco pointed at Harry and bent down laughing, his fists kept pounding the ground: "Look at yourself, Potter—look at how you look—"

Harry wanted to go up and fight him, but he stopped at this moment, with a trace of confusion on his angry face: "What's wrong with me?" He reached out and touched his face, and when he moved his hand to his chin, At that time, the whole body was stiff.

He seemed to have touched a strange, furry mass...

"Feel it? Feel it! You have indeed grown up Potter, you have grown a beard!" Draco couldn't breathe from laughing, Harry grabbed his collar and wanted to beat him black and blue Seeing someone, the latter held his hand, and patted his cheek with the other hand: "Don't be impulsive, Potter, if you still want an antidote—"

"Malfoy, if I trust you again from now on, I will take your surname!"

"Oh, don't say such nonsense." Draco raised his eyebrows, and pulled Harry's newly grown mustache mischievously, "But I remember."