HP makes a qualified villain

When I got back to the ground, there were not many people in the corridor, I hurriedly grabbed someone: "Has Voldemort come in?"

The boy looked like he was in the third grade. He trembled when he heard Voldemort's name: "They are all at the door, and Professor McGonagall is also there."

He broke free from my hand, and kept talking about how he wanted to hide to prevent the war from affecting him.

I frowned at him, then trotted towards the door.

Everyone above the fifth year should be holding Voldemort at the door. Maybe Draco will be there too. I'll have to try my luck.

As soon as I walked to the auditorium, I saw many people standing nervously at the door of the auditorium, while the door of Hogwarts was tightly closed.

"Londeya, what's the situation now?" I casually asked someone I knew for news.

Longdeya seemed to be a little nervous, he was holding his wand tightly, his forehead was sweating, and he even stuttered a little: "I, I don't know, the professor told us to wait here... that He, he's out there in the square... with the Death Eaters..."

"He didn't call in?" I patted his back, telling him not to be nervous.

"No... he said, he said that if we hand over Harry Potter, nothing will happen to us..." He grinned and tried to smile, "We won't hand over Harry Potter the... right?"

"You shouldn't ask me this question." I patted him on the back, "Don't be afraid, at least he won't come in now, everyone will be fine, for now."

"...I'm not afraid." Longdeya said stiffly, but the trembling of his hands didn't stop.

I smiled and nodded to him: "You are indeed a brave boy."

Then I walked to the gate alone, lying on the gap between the doors and looking out.

I could only see the backs of a group of Aurors, they stood straight at the door, like a wall, guarding the door firmly.

These tall walls of people blocked my view, I couldn't see where Voldemort was, and I couldn't hear what they were talking about.

"Sofina?"

I heard someone calling me, and I turned around immediately. It was Hermione and Ron.

They walked towards me hand in hand, looking at their dirty bodies, they should have completed their tasks.

I straightened up: "Jin Bei has...?"

"It's ruined." Hermione nodded. She and Ron exchanged glances, then turned to me and asked, "Where's Harry? Isn't he with you?"

"I came out first, I thought you would go to Harry first."

"That's what we thought," said Ron, "but we met Malfoy on the road, and he asked us to come and have a look at the door. We also heard the bell, so we came here first. What's going on outside?"

"I just arrived too, so I don't know...wait..." I was stunned for a moment, "Who did you say you met just now?"

"Malfoy." Ron opened his eyes wide and shrugged, "Draco Malfoy."

"Where did you meet him!? I'm looking for him!" I suddenly became excited, and at the same time I was a little impatient, why did everyone but me meet Draco!

Ron was frightened by my appearance, and his voice became a little weak: "It's right at the door of the women's toilet leading to the secret room. I also wondered why he was there. I thought he was disabled by his father and locked up at home." It's over."

Ron felt that what he said was very funny, so he laughed a few times, and found that no one cared about his humor. He could only cough awkwardly, and then said:

"He seems to be looking for you too. I didn't want to talk to him at first, but because he saved us once before, I told him that you should be in the principal's office with Harry now."

"Principal's office!" After listening to so much nonsense from him, I grasped the point, "Should Draco be in the principal's office now?"

"I don't know, maybe so." Ron shook his head.

"Then I'll go find him first!" I waved at the two and walked towards the principal's office.

"Then what about this side? Sophie!" Hermione yelled at me from behind, "I mean that person is outside, they'll attack at any moment!"

With one more man, there will be a slight chance of victory. After all, Voldemort's army is full of adults, and we are just a group of students.

"I'll find Draco and come right away!" I turned around and gestured ok to her, then quickened my pace.

The principal's office is on the tower side, which meant I had to climb a lot of stairs.

It was a bit too difficult for me, who was not very physically strong and had already run more than half of Hogwarts.

Just as I was leaning on the wall and waiting for the moving stairs to turn in front of me, I saw a few more figures at the exit one floor above me, and I quickly waved and shouted: "Harry!"

Harry stood there, looking towards me in the direction of the voice. Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I knew he must be very surprised now.

"Why are you here? Sofina!"

He also yelled at me.

"Ron said Draco came to find you, right!" The damned moving stairs never turned to me, so I could only stand still and worry.

A flight of stairs turned in front of Harry. He walked down the stairs and walked to the opposite exit parallel to me: "What did you say!"

"I said!" I took a breath, "Is Draco with you!"

"Draco!?" Harry wanted to come over to my side, but the stairs only went up and down. If he wanted to get to the opposite side, he had to go around through the corridor at the back.

I understood what he was thinking, and waved my hand to signal him to stay where he was.Seeing Harry alone, I knew I might miss Draco again.

"He said he was looking for you! I don't know where he is!!" Harry also waved at me, "I'll go to the auditorium first! You should come here first too! You can always meet him!"

After that, he took a few steps back, indicating that he was going to the auditorium on the first floor.

I nodded at him, Draco and I have been missing it, it may really be the arrangement of the goddess of fate, now that the enemy is in front of me, I should be more rational.

I watched Harry disappear into the dark corridor opposite, and I also turned and walked back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around and took the first step, a cloud of black mist suddenly flew towards me, knocking me straight off the platform, and I fell toward the hollowed-out place in the middle.The stairs that were moving slowly just now seemed to be alive. They turned quickly and turned under my body, catching me firmly.

But the uneven edges and corners of the stairs hit my back, making me cry out in pain.

I lay upstairs and watched the black mist keep rushing into the campus. They were flying wildly, attacking students constantly, accompanied by bursts of screams

At this moment, I know that the battle has already started.

At some point, I fell into a coma, and when I arrived again, I found that I was no longer on the moving stairs.

What caught the eye was a fiery red flame, constantly burning itself in the closet.

"You're awake." A brown-haired girl was sitting next to me. I got up quickly and found myself in the Gryffindor lounge.

Not just me, there are many wounded people like me, lying on the floor in the lounge, and someone is healing them.

"I found you on the moving stairs. You seem to have fallen from the top. You have broken your hand. I have treated you." It is not difficult to see from the school uniform that this is a Gryffindor student, but I am not I don't know her well, she should be from another grade.

I looked at myself and nodded, except for some insensitivity and strangeness, I didn't feel any pain, which shows that this Gryffindor girl has excellent medical skills.

I thanked her, saw the other, more seriously wounded, and asked, "Has Voldemort entered?"

The girl frowned and looked at me: "I called in yesterday."

yesterday! ?Did I sleep all day?

What the girl said next confirmed what I thought: "The Death Eaters are too violent in the afterlife, and everyone is not ready for it. They killed a lot of people."

She looked at the students who were covered in blood, and some tears welled up in her eyes: "Voldemort said that as long as we hand over Harry, he would stop killing. Harry couldn't bear all this, so he and Voldemort left... It also gave us some breathing room. Now that the auditorium and the various college lounges have been turned into healing places, you can imagine how many people have been injured and killed."

She slowly helped me up from the ground. In fact, there was nothing serious about my body. I nodded to her to express my gratitude again: "Your healing skills are very powerful. I'm fine now."

She smiled and said: "I have always been No.1 in herbal medicine and healing."

She used to be a top student, and she must have been loved by the professors, but now she stays here, watching her classmates shed blood and tears, and she can only do her best to help them.

"Harry has left with Voldemort?" I looked at the girl's face, her face was dirty, probably because she was fighting with Death Eaters before.

Voldemort had come in once, Harry had gone... what about Draco?

Where is the Draco I've been looking for so long now?

"Yes, although it has returned to a moment of tranquility... But after Harry left, my heart is always flustered, not only me, but many people are also flustered."

"We have to trust Harry." I patted her hand holding me.

"I know you, you are Harry's friend, right?" the girl said to me after a moment of silence, "otherwise I would not have saved you when I saw you were a Slytherin."

I smiled and said nothing, I don't want to talk about college discrimination to my savior, at least not now.

She helped me to the stairs and asked me to sit and rest here, even though I told her I was fine, and then she walked not far away to help another Hufflepuff who was also unconscious and healed, and I stood up followed.

This is a skinny boy, his leg was hit by some kind of magic, forming a bloody cave, which looks terrifying.

Although he fainted, he still frowned, with a generous expression on his face.

The girl knelt beside him, took out a small bottle from her bag, sprinkled the powdery substance inside on his wound, then drew circles on it with a magic wand, and chanted a spell in her mouth.

I stood beside her and quietly watched her heal the boy, thinking about other things in my heart.

"Do you think Harry will win?" The girl had finished chanting a round of spells, and the Hufflepuff's wound was not as bloody as before, and seemed to heal a little.

"Yes." I blurted out the word without thinking.

"But Voldemort has caused me great harm...in this short day." She looked at her patient with pity, and took out another herb and applied it to him.

"But we can't win without a scratch, that's not fair."

The girl looked back at me, then continued to repeat the movements just now, and began to chant spells in a low voice.

I thought about it for a while, and felt that there was nothing I could do to stand here like this, so I asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

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