[hp] stay out of it

When he first became a rookie Auror, the senior who was in charge of training Qiu and other newcomers said that in addition to facing physical threats to hunt down dark wizards, one must also guard against the corruption of one's own mind.

"If you find that your primary method of solving problems has gradually become a fatal spell - not to say that you are not allowed to use it - but this method can solve the black wizard once and for all, it will make you start to despise life." The senior suddenly raised his voice: " We're not executioners, and when you're hunting down a suspect, don't think about murder. Don't lower yourself to Death Eaters!"

The old Auror's words conveyed at least one message: After being an Auror for a long time, even good wizards began to tend to play tricks in the course of battle.Qiu can imagine the reasons for this change, but she is still a newcomer, and she still tends to the old-timers' ideas.

Aurors are not executioners.The process of trial and execution is different, and she is only responsible for the pursuit part.

This mentality has not changed even when she was in danger just now.For Merlin's sake, she had foreseen the worst outcome when she chose this job.When it was time to cast a spell, she would still use the standard stun spell and the like.

But this honesty didn't last long.She saw her companion was stabbed a few steps away, and it took her all of her strength to not kill the old hag with the Death Curse on the spot.

She held her wand in her hand and stared at Debbie, feeling like she was going to violate the most basic of her professional rules any second.

The dagger was coated with potion, and ordinary spells made the wound unable to heal, and there was not much time to try those unorthodox healing spells, because the blood on Ive's face had almost faded away, and he would die in a few seconds. stop breathing.

Vincent stood up abruptly, and Cho thought he was about to announce his death, her head and chest filled with self-blame, and she could barely breathe.

"Is the converter still there?" Vincent's mind turned quickly, and he had already come up with an idea for level nine.He pointed to Draco's neckline, and Draco hastily pulled the little hourglass out.

Bellini suddenly realized.

"In a time and space that does not belong to you, time does not flow." So after a hundred years, he still looks like a teenager.Bellini helped Yves up so that Vincent could wear the converter around his neck: "Leave this time and space, and he will maintain this state."

"What year are you sending him to?"

Vincent moved his fingers and turned the hourglass casually: "Five minutes later."

As soon as he let go, Eve disappeared.Qiu's head was dizzy, and he still couldn't react.

"What do you think?" Vincent turned slowly and said to Debbie.He didn't know what state of mind he should have.If Debbie hadn't acted, they might have ignored her past accusations of attacking Dan Qi, but now it seems that she insists on being their enemy.

Vincent feels tricky.He confronts a man who wants to kill them and doesn't want to live himself.It made him feel powerless.

Debbie's slightly protruding eyes stared. "Just kill me."

Vincent said nothing, and Bellini immediately raised his wand, silently approving the proposal. "Drain her blood by the way, and Voldemort's resurrection plan will be completely useless," he said.

Debbie didn't consider the pros and cons of the Death Eaters at all, and she didn't know what to mutter in her mouth, and she laughed strangely while talking.

"Kneel down." Qiu said bitterly.

Debbie didn't hear what Bellini and the others whispered just now, and she thought that Yves would not survive, and she was still immersed in the pleasure of revenge with the last blow.

Vincent took half a step back.

Everyone could see the hatred in Debbie's cloudy eyeballs.

"Don't be complacent," said Bellini suddenly, "Florette can't die."

Debbie froze for a moment, then frantically raised her head: "Impossible, I—"

"We saved him with a Time-Turner. There's bound to be a complete cure later—no matter what poison you use." Bellini paused for a few seconds, allowing Debbie to digest the information one last time: "You know, That converter could have helped you."

Debbie stared.

Vincent tried to find Jessica's shadow on this old face, Jessica who used to be full of vitality and sadness.

"Please take good care of her for me." Her voice rang in Vincent's ears through several months, placing too naive trust.

Bellini was about to chant the death curse, but Qiu turned his head in anticipation and disgust.Draco hesitated, wanting to say something, but didn't say anything in the end.

"Someone is coming." Vincent said suddenly, looking south.

"Death Eaters?" Cho asked warily.

"No, it's the Order of the Phoenix... They don't seem to have found Erlenin, and now they're coming for us."

Qiu immediately thought that if other people were present, this "execution" would never be allowed.She looked anxiously at Bellini, but Debbie jumped up when several people were in a daze. She took out another dagger out of nowhere in her hand, and the blade reflected a dull green under the spots of sunlight.

She lunged at Vincent, who gave way back a little, and Debbie fell to the ground.

Bellini's spell followed, and the ray of the spell hit Debbie in the back, and she twitched, but was still.

Qiu didn't know what was on his face. He took out his watch and looked at it. Five minutes was almost up.They counted down the time, and the pale Yves appeared on the grass just in time.

"His condition will not continue to deteriorate over time. It may be cured by external factors, or it may be the other way around."

"What about when he recovers?" Qiu asked.

Vincent pinched the bridge of his nose: "Ideally, use the time converter to go back to the moment just now. Remember, he has to hide the converter. If it falls into the hands of the Death Eaters, it will cause big trouble."

The Order of the Phoenix arrived a few minutes late, and the Death Eaters had already withdrawn. All they were left with was the messy scene in the hut, and the situation where a few students were seriously injured.

Draco still hadn't recovered. A few hours ago, he came to this forest and saw so many Death Eaters. He thought that this time was bad or bad—in fact, it was true that Eve's situation was not good. Good luck.But the current situation is much better than Draco had expected.

McGonagall found Draco. After seeing the chaos in the forest bombed by magic, she was in a bad mood. She prepared a long criticism for the danger of several students and waited for them to return to school. Then educate yourself.

But now, she needs to settle down a few students who have just retired from fighting.She told Draco that he and his family would still have to temporarily live in the safe house prepared by the Order of the Phoenix - after all, the Death Eaters hadn't been eradicated.

McGonagall looked at Draco a few more times.His uncut hair was tucked back behind his ears in a way that Professor McGonagall found very novel.

Vincent whispered to several young members of the Order of the Phoenix. They felt that Voldemort had no hope of being resurrected now, but the Death Eaters did not disperse as they did more than ten years ago, but were still reunited somewhere.

We took the time to say goodbye to Draco: "You need to be careful in everything."

Draco nodded and was led away by Professor McGonagall.

Bellini was in charge of disposing of Debbie's body - they didn't tell the Order of the Phoenix.Vincent waited by the edge of the woods for a long time before Bellini emerged from the woods, followed by an old wizard.

"It's been almost 100 years." The old wizard nodded at Vincent.

Vincent was puzzled, Bellini smiled, and said in the tone of introducing an old friend for many years: "This is old Florette, Yves' grandfather. We met him under the tower before."

Vincent quickly remembered that for him, the last meeting was only a matter of one day.In the time and space 100 years ago, the old wizard was just a young student, and he asked them to take care of his future descendants in the form of a prophecy.

"Fortunately, Yves is still alive." The old wizard gave Bellini a reproachful look, and before turning to leave, he said vaguely, "Don't take it lightly. The matter is not over yet."

"What does that mean? Is it a prophecy?" Vincent looked at the trembling back of the old wizard.

"I don't think so." Bellini shrugged: "But this state is very subtle, and I can't quite see it."

"Has he been helping you all these years?" Vincent asked tentatively.

Bellini shook his head and didn't say much.

The matter is not over yet.

thought Vincent.

Regardless of whether the Death Eaters have any plans to rise, it is clear that the scars and changes left by the struggle will not disappear.

"What are you going to do next?" Vincent asked casually.The sun has finally reached Xiluo, and the forest is covered with warm colors, but it adds to the melancholy atmosphere. "Going back to school?"

"I may not be able to adapt to such a peaceful atmosphere. Maybe I should try my dad's old job." Bellini said lightly.Vincent wondered if he was joking—wizards working as Muggle agents?

Then there were a few days of calm.

The safe house arranged by the Order of the Phoenix for the Malfoy family was not at all as luxurious as the manor, but the family didn't complain much, and they didn't even blame the house elves.

But Lucius is generally optimistic.Their family has chosen the right side again at a critical moment. If the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not stupid enough to be overthrown by the Death Eaters in the remaining finishing work, then the day when the Malfoy family can walk in the sun again is not far away.

Now for safety reasons, they have to stay behind closed doors in the house, and the Order of the Phoenix will deliver food.With little else to do, Draco's parents conceived the leisurely way of digging through the pure-blood family tree.

Lucius analyzed that the next group of Gryffindor guys might become popular, and maybe they should break the previous rule of never intermarrying with people other than the Slytherin family-"but the blood must be pure." Lucius added explain.

"Honey, do you have any girls you like in other colleges?" Narcissa asked her son.

Draco leaned against the window, lazily staring at the gloomy scene outside under the daylight, thought for a few seconds, and said a word: "No."

"Where's Slytherin?"

"No."

"Hmm..." Narcissa aimlessly flipped through the thick book on her lap, "Wizard Lineage Tracing the 23rd Edition (Latest)", "Then wait and see, you are still young."

"He's not young anymore." Lucius said sternly.

It was a long, dull and sweltering afternoon, and Draco decided to go out for a walk, even though it was the last thing the Order of the Phoenix had emphasized—"Leave the house, and many secrecy magics will lose their effect."

He didn't go the right way because he knew his parents would definitely not allow it.He tumbled out of his room and landed lightly on the ground—a skill he had mastered in the few adventures he had followed Vincent as he scurried around.

He walked around his own lawn and behind the neighbor's house.This area is full of muggles.The TV was on in the living room of the next room, and the owner was fast asleep on the sofa.

The noisy puppy from the neighbor's house didn't know where it was, and it wasn't disturbed by Draco's footsteps.

He felt something was wrong and stopped hesitantly.Maybe go back?

"You're alert," said someone in the neighbor's living room. "However, I'm surprised that you slipped out recklessly."

This slow sound obviously didn't come from the TV, because the current background sound was some kind of overjoyed music program.

Draco was taken aback, then controlled his nervousness, and turned around slowly: "Abel."

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I'm too good, 50 words, how to write the finale of this thing, I haven't written it (#-д-)|____|

I won't be messed up

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