[HP] End of Death
Chapter 4 Lost Magic Wand
Lucius and Fudge exchanged pleasantries for a while and then sat down, and the World Cup began soon.The cheers, applause, and screams from all over the venue overwhelmed them. This kind of joyful mood was very contagious, and Harry immediately forgot about the unpleasant episode just now.He took binoculars and joined Ron in applauding the wonderful moves of the Irish Chaser and admiring Krum's exquisite fake moves. Many people stood up, waving Irish dancing hats and small Bulgarian flags in their hands. Yelling and jumping.
"My God, what a thrill just now! Lin Qi was deceived by Krum's fake action..." The game was temporarily stopped, and Ron was still immersed in nervous and excited emotions.
Harry followed his words and kept nodding. Suddenly, he felt a fiery gaze fixed on him from behind. He instantly felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and he trembled involuntarily.
Harry turned his head abruptly, and behind him was a group of foreign wizards who were discussing the situation fiercely. Their clothes were strangest that Harry had never seen before.He saw the house-elf—it was Winky, and it was supposed to take place for its master, but it didn't look like he was coming.Harry looked past Winky to the Malfoys.Draco was talking to Lucius, looking excited.
He turned his head in confusion, wondering if this was another illusion?But he didn't think it was a coincidence, he thought of that weird dream, the pain of the scar in the middle of the night, and Mr. Fickett's words——
"If you are traveling far, you must protect yourself. Take care of your wand, and don't be afraid to use charms when you are in danger, Harry."
Thinking of this, he hastily reached for the holly wand in his pocket, and was relieved to find that it was still lying there.
After Lin Qi received a little treatment, the game resumed.Due to the fierce score, the second half of the game became unscrupulous.Players on both sides fouled so frequently that the referee had to blow his whistle loudly, and the mascots of Ireland and Bulgaria did not show weakness to cheer for their own side and boo their opponents.
"How despicable, how can you do that!" Hermione couldn't help protesting when a player was hit in the back of the head by an opposing batsman and had to leave the field early.Mr. Weasley shook his head and kindly told them that there were hundreds of ways to break Quidditch, and that the players' desire for victory was far greater than they could have imagined.
"Of course, this kind of behavior is really not advisable, we must play fair—"
The final outcome is almost no one expected, Krum caught the Snitch, but the Irish team won the game.The wizards left the stadium noisy one after another. Everyone discussed the incredible result all the way. Harry was still thinking about the wonderful performance of the players in the game, but Ron suddenly said loudly that his gold coins were gone, which made everyone Everyone was taken aback, until Mr. Weasley told him that those were just dwarf gold coins, which would have disappeared—
"What? I thought they really gave us gold coins!"
"Don't be silly Ron—"
Listening to Fred and George making fun of Ron, Harry subconsciously touched his gold coins, but found that his pocket was empty.Harry was taken aback for a moment, then stood still on the spot, like an ice cellar.
"What's the matter, Harry?" Hermione noticed his strangeness and stopped in her tracks.
Harry glanced at his pocket again, swallowed, and his voice changed slightly: "My wand is missing."
"What?!" Ron and Mr. Weasley exclaimed. The Weasley twins, Bill and Charlie all looked solemn. Ginny and Hermione covered their mouths and looked at each other.
"Harry, seriously? Do you remember where you forgot?" Ron asked anxiously.
"I touched it when the game was suspended, and it was still there." Harry was still out of breath.
"Maybe it was squeezed out by the crowd when we got out of the gymnasium." Mr. Weasley judged, "It's not too late. Let's go back to the gymnasium to find it now."
At this time, the people in the gymnasium hadn't been completely evacuated, and many people walked out from the exit loudly.They walked against the flow of people, apologizing all the way, and Harry felt extremely guilty. Mr. Fickett had reminded him long ago, but he still didn't take it to heart, and now it made everyone run around to support him. in a hurry.
Mr. Weasley spoke a few words to the witch of the Ministry of Magic at the entrance, who took one look at Harry and let them in.They searched backwards along the way out, searched almost every seat, but still found nothing.
Two hours later, everyone gathered in front of their original box, sweating and panting, trying to find a look of comfort in other people's faces, but everyone shook their heads.
Harry was too tired to speak, he was panting heavily on his hands on his knees, sweaty bangs draped over his forehead.He had given up hope, in fact he thought his wand might not have been accidentally dislodged, but had been deliberately stolen.If it's the latter case, I'm afraid he won't be able to find it... His throat tightens when he thinks of this, and his nails are deeply embedded in his flesh.
The holly wand that had accompanied him for so many years was lost because of his mistake... Harry felt that he would never forgive himself.He loved his wand so much, it was always so easy to use, it was like another arm.
"Mr. Weasley, you don't need to look for it." He closed his eyes forcefully, breathing seemed to be in pain, "I'll go back and buy another wand."
"Harry..." Hermione called out worriedly.
"It's all right, I think Mr. Ollivander will give me another good wand. It's all right." Harry forced a smile, of course he couldn't ask them to waste time on him... It was his fault in the first place, wasn't it?He was not careful enough...
Everyone looked at him in silence, without speaking.Harry didn't like to be stared at by them with such pitiful eyes. He pretended to laugh easily, and patted Ron on the shoulder. The latter's eye circles were red: "Don't look at me like that, this It's not a big deal, really, it's not that you can't use your wand anymore..."
"Stop talking, buddy. I'll go to Diagon Alley with you then." Ron interrupted him somewhat rudely.
"That is, ask Ron to buy you ten wands—" Fred added.
"This way, no matter how you lose it, you won't be afraid—"
Harry was amused by the words of the two brothers, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Mr. Weasley came over and patted his head, but said nothing.
They talked and laughed and walked out of the gymnasium. At this time, there were very few people still walking around in the camp. The cold moonlight seeped into the swaying dark leaves, and the wind blew a piece of silver ash.
Harry was about to follow them into the tent, when suddenly his eyes became fixed, he withdrew his feet, turned around and chased them out.
"Harry?"
"I'll be right back!" he said loudly, without looking back.
The biting night wind blew past his ear tips like a knife, and the dewdrops dangling from the branches fell into the messy black hair, making it moist. Harry ran wildly in the forest, and the intertwined roots that appeared from time to time tripped him on the ground. On the ground, he didn't care about the pain and quickly stood up and continued to run after the figure.If he read correctly, it should be——
He saw that the man finally stopped, leaning against a tree and panting, as if he had run out of strength.Harry breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and continued to run towards him.
He stretched out his hand, just as he was about to touch the corner of the man's clothes, a foot suddenly stretched out and tripped him violently, Harry couldn't help but fell heavily on the wet mud covered with leaves.He was dizzy from the pain, and just about to get up, a foot was added to his back and stomped on him to prevent him from getting up.
The side of Harry's face was pressed against the cold mud, and his hands supported the ground.He could hear the soft sound of the cloth rubbing against the man as he bent down, as well as the suppressed, rapid breathing, like the only sound in this silent forest.
"Why are you following me, Potter?" The man grabbed Harry's hair and pressed his head against his head, looking coldly into his green eyes, his voice without any warmth.
"I also want to know why the young master of the Malfoy family ran into the forest by himself at such a late hour." Harry struggled to say each word, speaking in this posture was very difficult for him.
"That's none of your business!" Draco raised his voice, his face was pale in the backlight, his light gray eyes stared at him, as if trying to see through his heart, and Harry didn't show any weakness stared at him.
"You're not in a position to judge me, Potter. But I guess no one here can see that, right? Even if I beat you up, no one will know—" There was a malicious excitement in his eyes, like It's the kid who got the toy, "You asked for it, you can only blame yourself for being stupid—"
"So what on earth are you trying to avoid Lucius and come here?"
"Don't change the subject! Do you think I'll tell you after asking a few more times?" Draco stepped on his back harder, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, and stepped on a few more times.Harry snorted and clenched his fingers angrily.
"My God, what a thrill just now! Lin Qi was deceived by Krum's fake action..." The game was temporarily stopped, and Ron was still immersed in nervous and excited emotions.
Harry followed his words and kept nodding. Suddenly, he felt a fiery gaze fixed on him from behind. He instantly felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and he trembled involuntarily.
Harry turned his head abruptly, and behind him was a group of foreign wizards who were discussing the situation fiercely. Their clothes were strangest that Harry had never seen before.He saw the house-elf—it was Winky, and it was supposed to take place for its master, but it didn't look like he was coming.Harry looked past Winky to the Malfoys.Draco was talking to Lucius, looking excited.
He turned his head in confusion, wondering if this was another illusion?But he didn't think it was a coincidence, he thought of that weird dream, the pain of the scar in the middle of the night, and Mr. Fickett's words——
"If you are traveling far, you must protect yourself. Take care of your wand, and don't be afraid to use charms when you are in danger, Harry."
Thinking of this, he hastily reached for the holly wand in his pocket, and was relieved to find that it was still lying there.
After Lin Qi received a little treatment, the game resumed.Due to the fierce score, the second half of the game became unscrupulous.Players on both sides fouled so frequently that the referee had to blow his whistle loudly, and the mascots of Ireland and Bulgaria did not show weakness to cheer for their own side and boo their opponents.
"How despicable, how can you do that!" Hermione couldn't help protesting when a player was hit in the back of the head by an opposing batsman and had to leave the field early.Mr. Weasley shook his head and kindly told them that there were hundreds of ways to break Quidditch, and that the players' desire for victory was far greater than they could have imagined.
"Of course, this kind of behavior is really not advisable, we must play fair—"
The final outcome is almost no one expected, Krum caught the Snitch, but the Irish team won the game.The wizards left the stadium noisy one after another. Everyone discussed the incredible result all the way. Harry was still thinking about the wonderful performance of the players in the game, but Ron suddenly said loudly that his gold coins were gone, which made everyone Everyone was taken aback, until Mr. Weasley told him that those were just dwarf gold coins, which would have disappeared—
"What? I thought they really gave us gold coins!"
"Don't be silly Ron—"
Listening to Fred and George making fun of Ron, Harry subconsciously touched his gold coins, but found that his pocket was empty.Harry was taken aback for a moment, then stood still on the spot, like an ice cellar.
"What's the matter, Harry?" Hermione noticed his strangeness and stopped in her tracks.
Harry glanced at his pocket again, swallowed, and his voice changed slightly: "My wand is missing."
"What?!" Ron and Mr. Weasley exclaimed. The Weasley twins, Bill and Charlie all looked solemn. Ginny and Hermione covered their mouths and looked at each other.
"Harry, seriously? Do you remember where you forgot?" Ron asked anxiously.
"I touched it when the game was suspended, and it was still there." Harry was still out of breath.
"Maybe it was squeezed out by the crowd when we got out of the gymnasium." Mr. Weasley judged, "It's not too late. Let's go back to the gymnasium to find it now."
At this time, the people in the gymnasium hadn't been completely evacuated, and many people walked out from the exit loudly.They walked against the flow of people, apologizing all the way, and Harry felt extremely guilty. Mr. Fickett had reminded him long ago, but he still didn't take it to heart, and now it made everyone run around to support him. in a hurry.
Mr. Weasley spoke a few words to the witch of the Ministry of Magic at the entrance, who took one look at Harry and let them in.They searched backwards along the way out, searched almost every seat, but still found nothing.
Two hours later, everyone gathered in front of their original box, sweating and panting, trying to find a look of comfort in other people's faces, but everyone shook their heads.
Harry was too tired to speak, he was panting heavily on his hands on his knees, sweaty bangs draped over his forehead.He had given up hope, in fact he thought his wand might not have been accidentally dislodged, but had been deliberately stolen.If it's the latter case, I'm afraid he won't be able to find it... His throat tightens when he thinks of this, and his nails are deeply embedded in his flesh.
The holly wand that had accompanied him for so many years was lost because of his mistake... Harry felt that he would never forgive himself.He loved his wand so much, it was always so easy to use, it was like another arm.
"Mr. Weasley, you don't need to look for it." He closed his eyes forcefully, breathing seemed to be in pain, "I'll go back and buy another wand."
"Harry..." Hermione called out worriedly.
"It's all right, I think Mr. Ollivander will give me another good wand. It's all right." Harry forced a smile, of course he couldn't ask them to waste time on him... It was his fault in the first place, wasn't it?He was not careful enough...
Everyone looked at him in silence, without speaking.Harry didn't like to be stared at by them with such pitiful eyes. He pretended to laugh easily, and patted Ron on the shoulder. The latter's eye circles were red: "Don't look at me like that, this It's not a big deal, really, it's not that you can't use your wand anymore..."
"Stop talking, buddy. I'll go to Diagon Alley with you then." Ron interrupted him somewhat rudely.
"That is, ask Ron to buy you ten wands—" Fred added.
"This way, no matter how you lose it, you won't be afraid—"
Harry was amused by the words of the two brothers, and the atmosphere suddenly relaxed. Mr. Weasley came over and patted his head, but said nothing.
They talked and laughed and walked out of the gymnasium. At this time, there were very few people still walking around in the camp. The cold moonlight seeped into the swaying dark leaves, and the wind blew a piece of silver ash.
Harry was about to follow them into the tent, when suddenly his eyes became fixed, he withdrew his feet, turned around and chased them out.
"Harry?"
"I'll be right back!" he said loudly, without looking back.
The biting night wind blew past his ear tips like a knife, and the dewdrops dangling from the branches fell into the messy black hair, making it moist. Harry ran wildly in the forest, and the intertwined roots that appeared from time to time tripped him on the ground. On the ground, he didn't care about the pain and quickly stood up and continued to run after the figure.If he read correctly, it should be——
He saw that the man finally stopped, leaning against a tree and panting, as if he had run out of strength.Harry breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and continued to run towards him.
He stretched out his hand, just as he was about to touch the corner of the man's clothes, a foot suddenly stretched out and tripped him violently, Harry couldn't help but fell heavily on the wet mud covered with leaves.He was dizzy from the pain, and just about to get up, a foot was added to his back and stomped on him to prevent him from getting up.
The side of Harry's face was pressed against the cold mud, and his hands supported the ground.He could hear the soft sound of the cloth rubbing against the man as he bent down, as well as the suppressed, rapid breathing, like the only sound in this silent forest.
"Why are you following me, Potter?" The man grabbed Harry's hair and pressed his head against his head, looking coldly into his green eyes, his voice without any warmth.
"I also want to know why the young master of the Malfoy family ran into the forest by himself at such a late hour." Harry struggled to say each word, speaking in this posture was very difficult for him.
"That's none of your business!" Draco raised his voice, his face was pale in the backlight, his light gray eyes stared at him, as if trying to see through his heart, and Harry didn't show any weakness stared at him.
"You're not in a position to judge me, Potter. But I guess no one here can see that, right? Even if I beat you up, no one will know—" There was a malicious excitement in his eyes, like It's the kid who got the toy, "You asked for it, you can only blame yourself for being stupid—"
"So what on earth are you trying to avoid Lucius and come here?"
"Don't change the subject! Do you think I'll tell you after asking a few more times?" Draco stepped on his back harder, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, and stepped on a few more times.Harry snorted and clenched his fingers angrily.
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