[HP] Return late

The savior boy doesn't know whether he is blessed by Tiche, the goddess of fortune, or Benbaza, the goddess of misfortune.

After his arrival, the diadem, which had no clue for a few weeks, was easily turned into a pool of molten metal in Fiendfire, and Hufflepuff's golden cup also fell.

The Dark Lord once gave it to Bellatrix, her fanatic second sister, as a reward.After the Lestrange couple were imprisoned in Azkaban, the Ministry of Magic searched the Lestrange Manor more than a dozen times a year, but found no black magic equipment or the golden cup, which is a treasure of the wizarding world. Obviously, The only explanation is that it is in Gringotts.

With the Lestrange family and the only branch in prison, Narcissa once helped manage the property, and out of Slytherin's polite approach, although she would check the annual expenditure, she never entered the treasury within.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't know its location, structure and some unique protective magic.

She had to go to Gringotts herself, whatever the cost.

If the Dark Lord found what she was looking for, then Snape was no longer safe, she needed a messenger.Someone who can tacitly predict and cooperate with her actions.

And definitely not Harry Potter.

She had never approved of involving cubs in their wars, and even if the boy knew his position, she would not have wished Harry's death in vain.She needed to wait for the night to come, because she needed Lucius, the only one who could sneak into the Dark Lord's side without being known.

However, just as she walked out of the door of the Response Room, she saw Minerva's silver-tinted Patronus, "Narcissa, Harry has been found, and the Dark Lord's army is about to search the school, and we are about to face a crisis." war."

That's too late.

She had to go to Gringotts now, there was no chance of delivering any news to Snape, the Dark Lord's search was not harmless, he would definitely get rid of someone to establish his absolute authority and demonstrate his innocence can not.And she is the first candidate to bear the brunt.

The savior boy must have guessed this too. He took off the invisibility cloak and said calmly, "Narcisha, you should do what you want to do, and I will stay."

No, the savior boy should stay in the manor with the loyalty spell, rather than stay here calmly like a hero who is about to die.He hadn't even seen his union with Xiaolong turn into a real baby.

He shouldn't take on so much.Cubs should be protected and loved, not polished with so much pain and burden.

But she knew she couldn't convince the boy any more than she could convince Sirius.

Damn Gryffindor obsession.

"Protect yourself, there will be other solutions, trust me." Narcissa said quickly and firmly.She didn't even wait for the boy's answer, and ran down the corridor without aristocratic etiquette.

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Harry didn't find Professor McGonagall in the dean's room, but encountered the ghost Professor Binns who appeared through the wall near the Gryffindor tower, "Ah, you are here." Said the rising and falling voice. "The defense of the castle has been activated. The professors are in their respective areas of responsibility. You can find other students in the hall."

"Thank you, Professor."

He had just finished speaking when the little ghost disappeared through another wall.

Maybe he will become a ghost after he dies here today, so that he can see his and Draco's children growing up slowly in the castle for seven years more than ten years later.If Voldemort hadn't succeeded then the school would still exist.

Just thinking about this, he turned the corner of the corridor and saw the person he was avoiding, wearing school robes embroidered with the Slytherin badge, standing in the middle of the empty corridor, angrily.At this moment, Harry almost thought that the next second, that bad boy in Slytherin would come over to provoke him with the familiar smirk and sarcastic tone, just like the first few years they knew each other.

"You forgot that," said the blond Slytherin coldly, shaking out a piece of parchment.

Harry recognized it as the Marauder's Map.

They can always find each other quickly, due to various factors.

A joke of fate.

"I'm going to destroy the secret passage leading to the outside of the school, and the Weasley twins are doing this too." Draco's explanation was a bit self-deprecating, and Harry couldn't help but want to smile.

Getting along day and night during a summer vacation made Harry understand clearly that Draco, in addition to his poisonous tongue, was also well-informed by old Malfoy when he was occasionally stupid.

But he must go away from him, or he will be nostalgic.Before that he was obliged to tell him where Narcissa was going.

"Narcissa went to Gringotts, and she's going to find something in the Lestrange vault." He tried to sound as neutral as Professor Binns.

Then he saw Draco's beautiful, slender eyebrows furrowed. At this moment Harry himself was conflicted. He hoped that Draco would stay with him until he died, but also hoped that his boy would leave quickly, otherwise he would I couldn't help myself and took him to escape this damn fate.

"I'll go find her."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, but disappointment slowly surfaced.

They didn't talk any more, they walked in silence until the statue of the hunchbacked witch.

"Live and wait for my return," the blond boy said to him before entering the secret passage.

"I will." He heard his own dry voice answer, those feelings of pain, sadness, depression and a little hope were too complicated, so he didn't want to think about why.

He watched the boy's back until the sound of footsteps disappeared, then raised his wand, and calmly blew up the last passage leading to Hogsmeade.

He didn't know how he got to the door of the hall. The buzzing sound of many people talking at the same time pulled him out of his empty thoughts, and he was pulled into a warm embrace as soon as he opened the door.

"Harry." It was Sirius.

"Harry." More people gathered around and called his name.

Some students known and unknown, and even a few Slytherins.

He didn't answer, just walked straight into the crowd, looking at everyone's faces.

Perhaps these people would all be buried with the castle today, and in this utterly hopeless situation, he thanked them for being here, and he wanted to remember everyone's face and name, and to say a few words to everyone.

Because maybe it's goodbye.

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The cover of Late Return has become a small red cross... TT I didn't save it before...