HP's Remnant

"Malfoy? What's the matter, do you know something?" Hermione hurried over after receiving the special owl from Malfoy's family, followed by Ron.

"You said you found this book in the Room of Requirement?" Draco asked, frowning as he looked at the book that had been enchanted a few times. "Yeah." Hermione nodded eagerly. "Hermione Weasley, let me ask you, if you were Potter, would you put something very important where you all know?" Draco sat down and asked displeased. "Uh...no." Ron answered directly when he heard his last name.

Draco didn't care who answered, he knocked on the arm of the chair, and asked again: "It's not just a coincidence that Potter can defeat the Dark Lord, it's also because of his own powerful magic power, think about it, if he really put in a dead effort If you put a seal on this book, even if you reconcile it, you may not be able to untie it." Hermione was taken aback, and said, "You mean...Harry let me discover this book on purpose. "Probably so." Draco nodded: "So the content of this book should be that he wants you to read...and do something." Ron was already a little dizzy, so he asked directly: "What the hell is written in there?"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have come to you." Draco gave Ron a sneering look, and said, "I've tried everything I can do for the time being, and none of them can convert the text in this book into English." "Then...then is there any method that can't be used temporarily?" Ron was smart for a while, and asked: "Say it! I can do anything!"

Raising his eyebrows, Draco looked at Hermione: "What I don't have at the moment are these. Dragon blood, which can break most magic; unicorn blood, which can break all non-harmful black magic, and a part of Potter's body. Under Ron's shocked gaze, Draco explained impatiently: "Even a hair is fine, maybe he used some extreme black magic that needs the flesh and blood of the caster to unravel."

"Well... Ron, dragon blood, you go to Charlie for help, unicorn... I'll get it, Harry's hair..." Hermione muttered, Draco said directly : "I'll look for Scarhead, you just go and find those two things." Ron was stunned for a moment: "Do you know how to find Harry?" "Don't suspect a Malfoy." Draco sneered: "I came to you today to talk about that." , now you can go."

Ron's face flushed again, and Hermione didn't have time to stop him from speaking, but Ron took a few deep breaths and said, "Honestly, we have to thank you." "Ron..." Hermione looked surprised with her husband.With a smirk, Draco didn't answer Ron, but said lazily, "Bill, see off!"

With the Weasleys gone, Malfoy Manor fell into tranquility again. Draco sat on the carved chair, resting his chin on his right hand, his half-closed gray-blue eyes shone slightly... He was thinking about the bottle of memory Harry left for him the day he left.

That memory is the memory of him killing Moody and separating the Horcrux, but it has been slightly modified, and it is not clear what the Horcrux itself looks like... The "lost and found" holly wood wand? Draco frowned, it's not impossible, so the most important task now is to find that damn guy... Where might he go?Relatives and friends' house is impossible, 12 Grimmauld Place?No, the Aurors sealed it off the day they went.where can he go...

"Hogwarts?" Draco suddenly remembered this place, no one would dare to disturb him, and the castle would not stop him from entering, but would act as a protection. "Bill, Sharin, get ready, I'm going to Hogwarts to meet the headmaster." Standing up, following the order, two house-elves appeared with a deep bow, and when they connected the fireplace, Draco was dressed in dark green walked in, and across the flames, Principal McGonagall was already waiting.

"Mal...Mr.Malfoy." Minerva anxiously watched Draco come out of the fireplace calmly, and asked, "Is there any news about Mr. Potter?" "Not yet." Draco replied He straightened his neckline, bowed slightly to say hello, and then continued: "But Mrs. Weasley told me that she found a book left by Potter in the Response Room, and I want to check it on the spot." "Oh, okay " Minerva nodded: "I still have some things to deal with, and the reporters came here like crazy to ask about Mr. Potter... In short, I will take my leave first, and you can check it out as you like."

Sighing, the headmaster, who seemed to be decades old in a few days, left the headmaster's office, Draco looked around, the layout was no different from when Snape was in office, it made him a little nostalgic... After all, he passed away It is his own godfather.

Lifting his feet to leave here, Draco quickly walked to the Room of Requirement, and if he guessed correctly, Harry should still have something from there.

"I need a place to hide things...I need a place to hide things...I need a place to hide things..." After silently saying it three times, Draco opened it skillfully Passing through the door that appeared suddenly, he walked to the place where the crown was once hidden, and after groping for a while, Draco found a gemstone exuding a faint magical aura, raised his eyebrows, and said softly, "The spell stops immediately."

He evoked a smile, that's right, Harry Potter's Invisibility Cloak.

Holding the Invisibility Cloak that had been dispelled from the Transfiguration Charm, Draco put it on after making sure that no one was around the Room of Requirement, and walked quickly to the Forbidden Forest. He didn't think the current Harry could hide in the castle.

The sun at noon was very good. The platinum-blond young man was walking in the forbidden forest with colorful tree shadows. The pale golden sunlight slanted on his body, and the two golds echoed each other, which made him seem to melt and disappear into the forest. in the warmth.But a Malfoy would never secretly fall in love with warmth, he would only move forward, for someone worth protecting for a lifetime.

The farther you go, the less light there is, and just when everything is about to disappear into darkness, a burst of light rushed into Draco's eyes, his gray-blue eyes narrowed slightly - it was a lake, a lake glowing red.

Looking into the water, he couldn't see what was inside, Draco tried to throw some spells into it, but all of them were swallowed up by the red color before entering the water, he frowned, Stretching out his hand to touch the surface of the water, a bone-piercing chill spread from his fingertips back to his body. Draco probably knew what to do.

"Is it the only way to go down..." Draco narrowed his eyes, raised a smile, raised his feet, and jumped into the water without the slightest hesitation. Except for the splashing water, there was no sign that two people had appeared here before. personal.

Draco felt himself sinking slowly, but he could feel a little warmth, and a familiar voice sounded: "Found him, what will you do?" How? Draco froze for a moment, then darkened his eyes, Harry, you ruined your reputation, let us know that you were controlled by the Dark Lord's soul piece, and even killed Moody, isn't it for one thing?

"I will kill him."

Wasn't it just to disappear with Voldemort?

The red gradually faded, leaving a red line that went deep into the bottom of the lake, Draco swam along the red line, the water temperature became lower and lower, and finally, he saw the person he was looking for.

The handsome black-haired young man closed his eyes slightly, sleeping at the bottom of the lake in a very relaxed posture, like a sleeping person, peaceful and beautiful.But Draco doesn't like Harry like this, as a Gryffindor lion, he should like to laugh, like to make trouble, always bicker with Slytherin viper... instead of staying here, even if it's just open Eyes are also better than now.

Floating above Harry, Draco was a little confused, yes, he made up his mind to help him fulfill his wish - kill him, but why did he do it himself?The gray-blue eyes are a little fuzzy in the water, and the emotions inside are very complicated. When they were at Hogwarts, they were the most difficult rivals, and they changed their ways to trouble each other every day. Comrades, but only limited to the magic wand that he threw out last, but what about after that?

Then they made a deal where Harry got him back to the Malfoy family's ancestral home and let him live there for a year.

But it seems like it's more than that... Are they, friends?

No, don't kid yourself idiot, you fell in love with him at Hogwarts.

Draco clutched his heart, unable to deny it, if not, why did he do his best to help the Weasleys at the expense of a relationship that he didn't have a half-Nat relationship with?

Appoint it.

Sighing, Draco reached out, grabbed Harry, locked him in his arms, and started to swim, of course, with a Bubble Curse.When the two rushed out of the water, it was already evening, and Draco frowned, not expecting the time to pass so quickly.

Pulling Harry ashore, Draco gasped slightly, and cast the Quick Drying Charm on the two of them... Heh, Scarhead must have used this spell on himself when they first met this year.

"Damn Potter..." Draco looked at Harry's trembling eyelashes, cut off a few strands of his hair, and pointed at him with his wand, probably when he woke up, the person in this body would not It will be Harry.So he can only kill the other party now... just one spell, and everything will be over soon.

But why the fuck yourself..... scared?

The person in front of him had opened his eyes, and Draco's pupils shrank - it wasn't his eyes, his eyes...not this blood red, so there was only one possibility.

"Draco Malfoy..." The originally clear and gentle voice became hoarse and dark: "Do you know what you are doing to the great Dark Lord?" "Harry" stood up and looked at him with a contemptuous expression Platinum nobility. "Lor...Lord?" Draco's voice trembled, quickly using Occlumency, he could only bet that the Dark Lord didn't know what had happened these past few months.

"Well... Indeed, this body is a great irony to me." Voldemort raised the corners of his lips: "The Dark Lord occupied the body of the Savior...so the one who survived in the end was Great Dark Lord!" As he said, his tone became passionate: "Malfoy! Stretch out your arm!" Draco froze for a moment, and stretched out his arm, revealing that the man who had just come from as light as smoke, but had already Restore the original ugly mark.

With a hot and painful feeling, Draco lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly in a place where Voldemort could not see. It was his confusion and cowardice that brought the Dark Lord back to life. If he could say the Killing Curse just now if......

My own fear of losing him surpassed the resurrection of the Dark Lord, well, he is so ridiculous, for a guy who has no feelings, he has been with everything.With the sound of Apparition, Draco comforted himself that at least his parents had gone to China, and he had changed their situation in the Ministry of Magic to death while Harry was still at the Malfoy Manor, at least... Malfoy was the only one to bear this pain again.

Voldemort glanced sharply at the Death Eaters approaching. As expected, there were almost half the number of people who didn't come. Some of those who didn't come were dead, and some were kissed by dementors... who...made the dumbest choice ever.

The author has something to say: Hahaha, Lauder, I'm out!

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