[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

In the morning, when the first rays of sunlight fell, Godric's Hollow welcomed its visitors.Four wizards came out of the alley, led by a lady, followed by three men of different heights.

The Muggles who live here are no strangers to it. People wearing (zhuo) robes walk through the valley. Over time, this strange dress has become a custom in the valley.

People are used to it when they see this group of people walking towards the square.There is a war monument erected there, and from time to time, some people will always come to see it.

Muggles wondered who the man on the monument was, not the fallen hero they knew.What they didn't know was that when the four men walked there, the monument disappeared, and the original obelisk full of people's names was replaced by a statue: it was a man with messy hair, he wore glasses and smiled. So gentle.Beside him, a beautiful and elegant lady was holding a baby boy. The baby opened his big round eyes and looked at the world in surprise.

"Harry you were fat when you were a kid!" said Ron. "You were round like a ball."

The red hair touched the baby boy's round face with his hands, only to realize that no one answered.He turned his head, glanced at the three people next to him, and saw Harry and Hermione staring at the statue, and Malfoy, his eyes fell on Harry's face.

Ron touched his nose in embarrassment, he remembered his departure in the previous life.

After that, Hermione and Harry came here alone to visit Bathilda - if they were not lucky, they might have been captured by Voldemort...

Despite the Horcrux's influence, it was still a scar in Redhead's heart.Some things were undeniable, those thoughts that had always existed in his heart, buried deep, were only inspired by the Horcrux.

"Harry, I..." Ron opened his mouth, and the green-eyed boy smiled at him, "Let's go." He said to everyone.

This trip to Godric's Hollow they didn't just come here to see, in addition to remembering his parents, more importantly, Harry needed to find the key to enter Potter Manor.

The group of them walked towards their destination, walking on the intertwined country lanes—until the surrounding houses gradually became rare, the narrow path opened up, and at the end of the road, a ruin suddenly appeared.

Behind the waist-high grass, the fence grew wildly untended—no one repaired here, because the damage caused by black magic is irreparable.The place on the right side of the top floor of the house was blown up, and the green ivy blocked it, almost enclosing the whole house.

And in front of the gate, there is a wooden sign: Through the tangled nettles and weeds, you can see that it records the events of the year in golden writing, and countless people have written their love for the catastrophe with never-fading ink. Blessings of the boy:

We are right behind you, always behind you!

Harry glanced back at the three of them, smiled and pushed open the door that hadn't been opened in 12 years.

***

The room was messy, with all sorts of household items strewn about.Four people stepped in through the door, and Harry subconsciously paused for a moment as they walked by. The memory told him that his father fell down here.

They started searching the room for items, and Ron cast a Flying Charm, with no response - as Draco said, "How could a family symbol of power accept the summoning of a Flying Charm?"

His contemptuous expression appeared in his eyes unabashedly, "Yes, you Weasleys are the outliers in the pure blood, and you worry about your livelihood every day. How can you understand the things in the big family?"

"Malfoy, I warn you—!"

"Ron!"

"Draco!" Hermione and Harry yelled at the same time, one by one, pulling them apart.

Facing Hermione's preaching, the redhead had no complaints anyway.On Harry's side, it was obviously much more difficult.

"Can't you get on well with Ron?"

"Do you think it's possible, Potter?"

"Okay, okay," Harry said with a headache.

Draco snorted lightly, "Forgive me for reminding you, Potter. The reason why I'm on your side is because I know the end of the Dark Lord very well. Apart from interests, we don't have much friendship right now. gone."

This is where the problem lies.It never occurred to Harry that the memory recovered by Slytherin was incomplete, and his memory became more and more blurred as he went on.What's more annoying is that the time they were together disappeared without a trace.

It would have been devastatingly hopeless if this happened to an ordinary Muggle lover, but, in the eyes of the green-eyed Hufflepuff: it wasn't a big deal at all.

"If that's the case, why did you come with me to Godrewi's Valley?"

Malfoy the bastard always liked to put on a condescending attitude and wait for his nemesis to surrender to him.It's like their stubbornness after they had feuded since they met - Malfoy never bowed his head to anyone, so the damn saint Potter was the one who should bow his head like Master Malfoy.

The corners of Draco's mouth curled up without a smile, and he didn't try to hide anything from the fact that Harry had stepped on his sore foot.Instead, he said it openly, "So what, Potter?" He approached Harry with a smile, "Even if I think so, it doesn't mean I should be with a redhead for you." What happens to the poor man is a terrible relationship like friendship. I think there is one thing you don't know, dear Scarhead. A Malfoy is best at not getting what he wants, because what he wants, it must be his. "

After Slytherin finished speaking, he stared at him with a hypocritical smirk.

That smug look made Harry's teeth itch for a while, he rolled his eyes violently, such a rude action made the Platinum Young Master click his tongue.

"Shut up your stupid look, Potter." Draco said, "I really doubt that you can succeed the Potter family like this?" His words aroused Harry's dissatisfaction, and Hufflepuff muttered With a sound, I decided not to argue with him.For the rest of the time he closed his eyes the way Slytherin said.

"Focus on it, feel it. If it's here it will respond."

"You are the only blood of the Potter family, and it is a matter of course to get it."

Draco guided Harry to feel the existence of authority belonging to the Potter family. He thought it would be a ring or something, but what he didn't expect was a wooden frame with three legs flying towards them.

A strange wooden shelf.It is about two meters high, made of yew wood, and carved to look like peacock feathers.The eyespots are slightly slanted and extend two long antlers.On it, many indecipherable patterns are engraved, and the feet supporting the wooden frame are formed into the shape of bird claws.

"I think...it might have something to do with your invisibility cloak?" Hermione said, looking at the sign on the wooden stand.It's a big upside-down triangle, representing the invisibility cloak.The line of the quill runs through the center of the triangle, representing the Elder Wand.In the middle is a big circle, the resurrection stone - obviously, this is an upside-down sacred symbol.

&small theater&

Author: Master, I kneel down for you!What are you doing so cool, handsome and domineering? !

Draco: Woman, you'd better be careful what you say, huh?

Author: I didn't say anything...Harry's son QAQ

Harry: Sorry... I can't save myself.

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