[hp] stay out of it

My heart was full of malice and hatred, and then the green light flashed, and I felt something whizzing towards me and then suddenly left, and I saw that Golov's eyes had lost their luster.

I succeeded.

I blink.Since I was a child, I have only killed kittens with this spell, not even large dogs.Mom said that there is no way to use this unsolvable spell without hatred, and I don't have any feelings for the people on his list. Those are probably just tasks and names to me.I've struggled with not being able to understand the so-called hate, and now I do.

I lost important people, precious lives.I learned to hate from the bottom of my heart.

Boyle was yelling something so annoying over there that it reminded me that there was one more person to deal with—I got the secret anyway, didn't I?Hornby didn't realize what I was going to do until I aimed at Boyle. He seemed to pull out his wand to stop him, but it was too late. I moved much faster than him...

However, at this moment, I saw Harry fall out of the light cocoon from the corner of my eye. I hesitated to kill Harry in front of him. This gave Hornby a chance. He stood between Boyle and me. A protective spell was added in between - of course, the firmness needs to be tested.After a few seconds, I couldn't care about Boyle anymore, because one after another spells flew past Harry's head. At this moment, I chose the latter between the dead Boyle and the surviving Harry, After all, a living guy can die at any time, but once dead, there is no way to come back to life.

I took one last look at Boyle, who was observing the situation around him in a panic.Today is your lucky day, Boyle.

I ran to join Harry, and after a couple of menacing spells, I was on the heels, focusing on the tree trunk that turned into the backdoor key object (I apparated into little Hanger The last thing Donton did in Hogsmeade) cast the Portkey Charm in the china stone, and finally got out of the cemetery before the spell knocked us down, and made it safely back to Hogsmeade In the woods.

I raised my wand to guard the surroundings, preventing the Death Eaters who appeared here at the beginning from suddenly showing up violently, and Harry gasped for several breaths while leaning on the tree, before he could recover, he hurriedly said: "Vincent, you forgot……"

Oops, I did forget one thing, very, very important thing.

How could I forget it, damn it.

I panicked and wanted to go back immediately, but there might still be Death Eaters in the woods. When I was in a dilemma, I saw Hagrid looking around on the hillside from a distance.I quickly fired sparks over there, and Hagrid noticed that Harry and my names were called out in surprise, and rushed towards this side.

"It's good that you're all right." He patted Harry hard, and then patted him directly on the ground, "Oh, sorry, Harry." So he quickly stopped clapping my hand, and gently landed on my shoulder superior.

"It's okay... I'm just a little weak-legged," Harry muttered, finally relaxing at the sight of Hagrid.

A few seconds later, the joy of seeing us returning safely receded, and Hagrid frowned: "There should be two more students——Hornby and that girl from Beauxbatons? Forget it, safety can't be guaranteed here, and you can help It’s not busy, let’s go back to the castle quickly. Go, it’s okay, the professors will take care of the next thing..."

I didn't hear the latter, and I apparated back to the cemetery after checking for the last time that there were no dark wizards around.I watched from a short distance, and saw Voldemort throwing a tantrum, and the Death Eaters gathered in a circle to listen tremblingly, but Boyle and the cauldron (including another Boyle inside) were nowhere to be seen. up.

"Why did this happen - the wand!" he roared, making the circle of Death Eaters tremble with his decibels.

"...I need to know the connection, the reason, why this happened!"

Shout, shout, the louder you shout, the less people will have time to be alert to the movement around you... In fact, I want to shout as much as Voldemort, because I was so proud after finishing Golov that I forgot to Bo Il's original intention, he wanted to use the Returning Curse to summon the soul of the dead - the guy who has no brains.I regretted it less than 10 minutes after I let him go. I was in a hurry just now, and I couldn't kill Boyle.madness!

Curse of return.

In theory, he could help powerful wizards summon dead souls and create bodies with evil black magic - which is why Vicky Boyle was put in there. She was distantly related to her mother and satisfied. The requirement of black magic blood is also ideal at the age of youth, so it is not surprising that Boyle chose her body as the carrier of the summoned soul.

But the reason why black magic is called black magic is because it is evil, out of control, and unpredictable. My mother told me that she and Aunt Debbie had used the return spell to summon Smith long ago, and what happened later has become a part of their history for many years. An unstoppable nightmare.

"You can use any china stone magic, do whatever you like," said Mom and Aunt Debbie, both tired and evasive at the spell, when she mentioned it: "But don't, don't Touch that spell, it doesn't matter who you want to bring back to life - there's no such thing as a resurrection. Put that into your soul, get it? Don't, use, the return spell, not even any of us Dead—even if I die!"

Boyle, the rambunctious fool!

I looked around a few times, and after making sure that Boyle had left long ago, no matter how angry I was, I had to return in vain.I apparated directly to the edge of Hogsmeade leading to the school, shaking the dust off my body, looking at the school in the distance, knowing that at least there were family members waiting there, my mood was somehow lifted.I ran all the way back to Hogwarts. Along the way, I saw the students on the Durmstrang boat on the lake, frowning and pointing at the eaves of the boat. Their headmaster went to nowhere, but Even though the students were talking and poking around, no one got off the boat, and they even closed the gangway.Beauxbaton's gate on the hunting ground was closed, and there was no obvious reason for it, but the loss of two students must be enough to make them scramble.

The gate of the school was locked, and I took a look inside. It seemed that everyone had been gathered in their college for easy counting... "Come in, Vincent!" The door suddenly opened, I was slightly startled, and then See the little dean of our courtyard. "Ah, thank you." I slipped into the iron door, but he still didn't intend to lock it, but looked out: "Sirius is waiting for you in Hogsmeade. Did you meet him?"

"Huh? I didn't see him—I directly apportioned to the path." I turned around and wanted to go back to him, but the dean stopped me and said, "Hey, there's no need to go back, he's already here."

I followed his gaze, and Sirius appeared in the field of vision. It seemed that he had run all the way back from Hogsmeade.He didn't slow down when he approached the gate of the castle. I thought he was going to knock me into the air, but I didn't expect him to hug me up: "Are you all right, Vincent?"

"Well, it's all right." I grinned.It felt good to be hugged lovingly by Dad—it wasn't the same as the joy of killing Golov himself.The latter is intense and invigorating, while the former feels warm and relaxing.

"You ran all the way back again?" The dean took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.

"Thanks—forget it, Hogsmeade doesn't have a broom left," he said as he took out the handkerchief, wrinkling his nose at the Ravenclaw-style handkerchief before wiping the sweat from his brow: "I'm so tired that I'm turning into a dog - that's not the point, Vincent, you're taking such a risk, going back to where the Death Eaters are all alone! We don't even know where you and Harry were taken Where is it, I’m running around here in a hurry! What are you trying to do by rushing back so recklessly?” Sirius started... Post-war summary and criticism?Although I don't think the problems he pointed out to me were on point, at least it wasn't rash for me to go back alone.

He and the dean took me to the infirmary: "Anyway, let's go to the school infirmary for a thorough examination first, in case there are any hidden injuries, and help us figure out what happened this afternoon. Hagrid and Harry— —the wound on his arm was healed when I left the castle—that you hurried back to find the other two students?”

"Speaking of which, Harry, why didn't you..." Accompany him?I was a little surprised, after all, I wasn't the one who was hurt and frightened and in need of care. In fact, I was fine. It was just a normal battle. I didn't think I had anything to worry about...

"What?" Sirius didn't hear me go on, turned his head and asked with concern.

"It's nothing." I understood, he didn't see me as a soldier, but took care of me as a fragile child. If my mother knew about it, she would definitely disdain and say, "This is not good for the child." Corrupting his willpower.I looked at him again and wrinkled my nose, maybe this is why my mother said that only fools get caught by the police.But...it's good to be treated as a child who needs attention—oh, am I becoming stupid too?

I shook my head sadly, and followed them to the school infirmary. Before I got close, I saw my roommate Phillips guarding the door of the infirmary, looking over here while comforting the Veela.He saw me, then swept behind us, his face turned ugly, and then walked towards us with big strides.

"Where are Vincent, Benelli and Lydia?"

Ah oh.

I blinked, and I forgot about them—completely.

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Guys who cheered for the death curse in the previous chapter-,-|||||I have pity on my fourth original character (Baker who played soy sauce, Helen who had never appeared in front, Lydia who just chased George, and the devoted Elaine) ah ah ah good to go