[HP] End of Death

"If you ask me, you should have guessed this ending, right? You shouldn't be meddling, Potter." Draco said coldly, drawing his wand from his pocket.Harry's eyes froze, he suddenly stretched his arms in the opposite direction, snatched the wand while he wasn't paying attention, rolled on the spot, broke free from Draco's restraints, and stood up while holding onto a tree.He gripped Draco's wand tightly, pointing at him tremblingly.

The situation suddenly turned, and Draco's face paled even more. He squinted at him, a blush appeared on his cheeks, and whispered, "Put down the wand, Potter. Give it back to me."

"That's impossible, Malfoy." Harry felt himself calm down a lot, holding the thin wand in different angles with his sweat-soaked hands.Suspicions were rising inside him, and if he had stolen the wand, Harry thought, he should have taken it out by now.

"Give it back to me, Potter. You can't use magic outside of school—" Draco's voice became sharper, and he seemed to want to threaten Harry under the circumstances, "Listen, you take It won't work, there's no one here to help you, if my father finds out..."

"Then you can run and tell your father now, Malfoy. I think he'll be glad to know you're here, and it's not in vain for you to escape from him." Harry said with a slight smile, he was very happy. Nice to see Draco pissed off by him, he seemed tempted to rush straight up and fight him, but he held back.

"Well, Potter. You give it back to me, and I promise I won't do anything to you...Underage wizards can't use magic outside of school, you know." He licked his lower lip, with a very strong Said in a seductive tone.

"I have a hard time trusting you, Malfoy. You know, with what you've done before, I doubt very much that you'd go back when you took the wand—"

"Are you questioning the credibility of the Malfoy family, Potter?" Draco's voice became bleak.

"I'm just questioning you, don't get me wrong." Harry raised his wand, and he saw the other's expression change as expected.

They stared at each other for a moment, and Harry felt his arms ache, while Draco stared at him for a moment, as if thinking about something.He shook his head and said viciously, "Okay, Potter, I'll send you back to Weasley's tent...give me your wand back then, eh?"

Harry hesitated, as if trying to decide whether he was telling the truth or not.Finally he nodded slightly, but still did not put down his wand: "You go ahead, Malfoy."

Draco shot him a hard look, and turned slowly.They walked in the woods one after the other, Harry stared at Draco closely at first, for fear that he would violate the agreement, but then gradually relaxed his vigilance.The previous confusion came to his mind again, he thought for a while, and called out in a low voice: "Malfoy."

The person walking in front paused, but deliberately did not answer.Harry took a step closer and stabbed him in the back with the tip of his stick, who immediately turned back and glared at him, "Potter, what are you doing?"

"Malfoy, what on earth are you doing out at night?"

"Is it okay for me to go out and relax?" Draco seemed to be annoyed by the question, he sneered, and touched his nose, "It's you—won't stay in the Weasley family's broken tent, run Why come out to join in the fun?"

"Did you see anyone suspicious...well, I mean, someone who looks like they've done something bad..." Harry asked after hesitating for a while.He still remembered Mr. Fickett's words, did he know in advance that this would happen?

"Suspicious person?" Draco raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a while, he suddenly took a step closer and smiled, "I did see one."

"Who?" Harry held his breath as the boy in front of him smiled enigmatically.He looked around mysteriously, as if to make sure no one was overhearing them, and Harry automatically moved closer to him.

The two of them were so close now, breathing against each other, that Harry could see Draco's bright moonlit eyes and a patch of illuminated skin just below the eyelids, the latter resting a hand on his He leaned over his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "The suspicious person I saw was...you, Potter."

"Wh-" Harry realized that he had been tricked as soon as he said this, and then his right palm was empty, he raised his head, and Draco was already standing not far away, holding his wand and looking at him triumphantly.He pointed his wand at him coldly, raised his chin proudly: "Hands up, Potter. Let me beat you up and don't fight back, and I'll let you go."

"Don't even think about it!" Harry laughed angrily, "Do you think I'll be fooled? You can't use magic either!"

Draco tilted his head, looked at him with some pity, and said coldly: "Oh, I think I'm different from you, Potter. After all, that Weasley can't help you plead with the Minister." But, it's weird, Potter, it's weird..."

He licked his lips, and there was a meaningful, calculating look in his eyes.

"Why don't you get your wand out?"

Harry stiffened.He was sure now that Draco wasn't the one who stole his wand, but he'd also put himself in another dangerous situation.What would the confident Draco do to him... Harry closed his eyes, anyway, the most he could do was to be humiliated and beaten, and he passed it.

"Well, I'm in bad luck this time," said Harry bluntly. "You can hit me if you want, but don't expect me not to fight back."

Draco stared at him for a moment, seemingly puzzled by his submissiveness.He frowned and asked tentatively, "You lost your wand?"

Harry rolled his eyes and replied reluctantly, "Yes, so what? You don't really intend to use magic here..."

As he'd expected, Draco immediately sneered at him viciously and loudly, and Harry glared at him and clenched his fists.

"Okay, Potter, stand there, I'll use your scar as a target..." Draco's face suddenly changed as he was talking.Harry froze for a moment, and was about to ask what happened when he suddenly covered his mouth and gave him a warning look.

Harry didn't dare to breathe. He gradually heard the noise coming from not far away. It seemed that someone was screaming loudly and running crazily. His sight was blocked by the lush black leaves, and he could only see the dim starlight leaking through the broken gaps.

"...It seems that it has begun." A cold voice sounded close to his ear, Harry shuddered all over, and punched back hard with his elbow, the boy screamed in pain, grabbed his arm angrily and tied it behind his back.

"You'd better be honest, Potter, if you don't want to be beaten too badly by me—"

Harry turned his head, freed his hand covering his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"Oh, you'll know, soon...your stupid friends will tell you when you get back..." Draco's voice was pleasant, and Harry just wanted to bite him.

"Malfoy, let me go!" He was about to struggle again, Draco quickly tightened his grip, and pressed him completely on his body.

"Shut up, Potter, if I hear you right—" As soon as the words finished, Harry also heard footsteps coming from the woods behind them, as if someone was kicking them deep and shallow Come here, stumble.

Harry took a deep breath, he was extremely nervous, and there was the hum of blood rushing in his eardrums.The heartbeat of the person behind him was also obviously accelerating, he felt his whole body was burning up, and the hand holding his shoulder pressed even tighter.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if they were about to pass by them, Harry opened his eyes wide to see what was going on, but the footsteps stopped.

Harry frowned, he was sure someone was standing next to them, although he couldn't see it... and that person seemed to be competing with them who was more patient, and kept silent.He felt Draco's hand on his arm loosen, falling soundlessly by his side.The wand lightly swept over his waist, and he suddenly understood what he was going to do——

"Except your weapons!"

"Passed out!"

Two red lights burst out and intersected in the air.Harry only felt that something hit him, his eyes went dark, and his body fell limp.