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Harry was holding his wand carefully low so that the overly bright top would not catch the sleeping portraits on either side of the aisle, and he was holding the heist's map in his hand, Dumbledore's black spot had been lingering in the hunting lodge, but Hagrid not there.

What is the principal doing there at this hour?Harry changed his route and walked towards the passage outside the school. The old man's unbelievable behavior made his heart beat violently. Hogwarts is the safest fortress, and nothing will happen. It is impossible for Voldemort to choose the school as a battlefield...

Walking on the stone-brick road of the hunting lodge, there was a vast expanse of white snow on both sides. Harry exhaled white smoke and tightened the buckle of the cloak again. Due to the dark sky and peaceful atmosphere, Harry had an illusion, as if this was just an ordinary day to visit Hagrid.

There was a gigantic creature galloping towards him, fluffy and panting, and there was only one way to attack the enemy: licking the opponent to death with its tongue.

"Fog! Stop!" Harry yelled, trying to get away from Fang, who had thrown him to the ground.

A white and fat rabbit jumped out of the snowdrift to attract the attention of the giant dog. Yaya pricked up his ears, backed away from Harry, and barked a few times. Jumping away, but still not far away from the frustrated giant dog, a rabbit and a dog chased back and forth on a moonlit night, gradually moving away from the hunting lodge.

There was a gap in the wooden door of the cabin, and an old man with a white beard was dirty and limped out. The bandage on his right hand was off, revealing his rotten skin. "Harry? Why are you here?" Dumbledore said angrily. Weakly said, Harry was taken aback by his appearance, and hurried forward to hold the elder's slender arm, "You have to go to the school infirmary, sir, you look too bad!"

The old man sat on the stone steps and yelled a few words indistinctly. His white beard was wet and tangled, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips from time to time. "I'll find someone!" Harry said worriedly. Dumbledore Gripping his hand just enough to stop the boy from turning away "Take me with you, I need to find Severus!"

Harry strenuously supported the old man's shoulders, and Dumbledore put almost half of his body weight on him. He doubted whether the old man still had the strength to walk into the castle, and worried about the old man's condition more than facing the disgust of the Potions professor.

They stepped on the stone steps, and suddenly there was the sound of dogs howling behind them. The sparse insects and birdsong in the forest were completely silent, the air condensed, and a chilling atmosphere rose. He and Dumbledore glanced at each other.

The next moment Harry was pulled away by a brute force, and a burly black-robed Death Eater grabbed him tightly. Harry couldn't move or make a sound because of the petrification spell, and he watched an unusually familiar figure The black-clothed wizard walked up to the headmaster. He held his breath and focused on watching the two wizards' every move.

"Good evening, Draco," Dumbledore said, clearly and calmly, not caring that the blond boy pointed his wand at him, "Come out for a walk while the snow stops?" Draco's blond hair was all over the place. He was more conspicuous under the black cloak, his mouth was pursed, and his cold gray eyes made him look exactly like Lucius Malfoy, "Mr. each other, sir, I came here with one thing to accomplish, the success or failure of the Dark Lord On my body."

Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed understanding for a moment, no wonder Severus ignored his summons.

He just came back from the famous Cliffs of Moher in Ireland, only got a fake Slytherin locket, Apparation gone wrong landed him in Hagrid's hut, Voldemort's curse to protect him made him five internal organs Intense burning sensation in the six internal organs, extreme thirst, he just broke Hagrid's big urn of water, his clothes were soaked, but his mouth didn't taste a drop of water.

Severus knew that he would look for the Soul Pieces today, and he also knew Harry's whereabouts. The plan could not keep up with the changes in the matter. In the dark, it was God's will, and he couldn't wait to judge his crimes. The old man breathed the icy cold air, The smell of hemlock, fir, and pine, looked up, just saw a shooting star passing by, the old man closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled slowly.

I'm ready.

"Principal, Harry, here I come!" The thunderous roar opened the old man's eyes and filled Harry with hope. "Go away! Stinking Death Eaters!" Hagrid's heavy steps made the ground tremble slightly, and under his thick brown hair, the black beetle-like eyes no longer shone friendlyly.

The old man moved, and Draco immediately used the Disarming Charm, causing the Elder Wand to fall into the fluffy snow. The boy's eyes were sharp, and the hand holding the wand trembled slightly, "Very good, really good." The old man murmured Said, looking directly at the pale boy in front of him with blue eyes.

"It's okay, do it, kill me" His voice sounded in Draco's head, as gentle as a mother comforting a crying child, "I know you are for him, for love, Draco, your soul will not Hurt."

The blond boy glared at the old man, and he clenched and loosened the wand several times.

The half-blood giant in the other direction pushed away the two Death Eaters with his thick, muscular arms, and the man with a normal build flew out like a doll with a broken string, hitting a tree trunk and screaming in pain.The blood from the giant's mother gave Hagrid a natural resistance to magical attacks, and other dark wizards could not directly harm him. They threw many large and small stones, and even uprooted trees to try to fend off the angry giant.

Hagrid leaned over in time to dodge the tree trunks flying overhead, and when a yellow light hit the old man, he stood there as if hit by a petrifying spell, how could the Malfoy boy do it!Hagrid was hit by one of the stones as big as his fist. He grunted and knelt on the ground, covering his chest that was hit. The pain of breathing made Hagrid only dare to take a shallow breath, and the first For the first time I was afraid for my own life.

"Headmaster! Hagrid!" Harry yelled silently. Tears welled up in his eyes, hot on his cold cheeks, and he prayed earnestly in his heart for someone to save them, even Snape!

A short Death Eater calmly walked up to Hagrid, stretched out his fisted arm, and whispered an incantation, a dazzling red light shone from his fist, he opened his palm, and let the fine red powder fall on the half-blood giant. around.

Because of the angle, Harry didn't see the wizard's movements. Hagrid turned his back to him, and his body moved a little. Harry thought he was going to get up, but he just twitched several times intermittently, "Get up, stand up." 』Harry thought suspiciously, Hagrid's huge limbs stretched stiffly at first, and then slowly curled up into a strange bow shape, lying motionless on the wet, cold and dirty snow.

"There are no roses without thorns. Few people know that the Damascus rose*, which is harmless to wizards, is a deadly weapon to giants." The little wizard said contemptuously, and kicked Hagrid on the head hard, making Hagrid His face was facing Harry.

The half-giant died with an eerie grin on his face.

Harry closed his eyes, tears still overflowing from the corners of his eyes, Hagrid brought him the first birthday cake, and also the first person to take revenge on Dursley for him, let Harry know that he is not a weirdo, but a wizard , he is the enlightener, the savior, who pulled him out of his gloomy and fearful childhood and joined this world, and the wizarding world gave him a slap in the face...

Harry didn't see the headmaster being pointed at his back with a wand, "Potter." Malfoy's voice made Harry look up, "This is my Christmas present from you."

The deadly green light enveloped the old man's body, and he fell straight forward.

Harry's blood flowed back into his ears, and there was a buzzing sound in his head. The death eater in black let him go, and his legs slipped on the snow. Harry turned his head left and right, looking at the two lifeless teachers, and then He began to choke intermittently, his fists dropped heavily to the ground, and he let out sharp and high-pitched screams, each louder than the last, and the mournful and broken screams echoed in the quiet forest.

Harry moved incredibly fast, hitting Draco like a shell, knocking the boy who was taller than him to the ground, Harry punched the boy below him fiercely, each punch was another Heavy and heavy, one side of Draco's mouth was stained, and there was a burning pain under his right eye. He barely raised his hand to protect himself, and when Harry slowed down, he pushed the other boy away, both of them were panting He stared at each other.

"Avada Kedavra!" said Harry in a hoarse voice.

There was no green light emerging from the tip of the wand, nothing, but Draco groaned as if struck by invisibility, and fell back to the ground again.

Harry was panting, barely feeling the pain in his fingers, and using his clumsy hands and feet, he crawled to Hagrid's side, reaching out to close his eyelids, Harry let out a loud choked sound, and slowly crawled to another corpse , struggled to pull Dumbledore's heavy body, closed his eyes, and carefully pushed away the gray snow on the old man's face and robe.

"Come here, Potter," Draco said, his tone thick with sadness.

It became the voice of the siren siren in Harry's ears, irresistible. He opened his out-of-focus emerald green eyes, put down the work at hand, got up and walked towards the blond boy. Harry felt a comfortable heat all over his body. , like soaking in a hot bath, his head is light, he doesn't want to think about anything, as long as he obeys that voice, he will be happy.

"Give me the wand," the deep voice ordered again, and the black-haired boy immediately handed over his holly wand, Draco took it, and threw the wand on the ground, Harry didn't mind the other's behavior at all, he The dilation of the pupils is not entirely due to the dim light.

Draco stretched out his thumb, wiped the wet tears from the boy's face, "smile and say I will forgive you, Draco".

Harry broke into a smile, "I will forgive you, Draco" happily said the same words.

Draco nodded and backed away slowly, "You can't move until I'm far away." He finally ordered, turned and walked towards the castle stairs.

The blond boy tried his best not to look back, his pace gradually accelerated, and finally he ran at full speed.

As Draco got further away, Harry became more conscious.The dazed head gradually returned to its original mind, and the expression on his face turned to hatred, until Draco's tall and thin figure disappeared, and he bent down and picked up his wand.

Malfoy still expects to forgive him, he can't do it even if he dies!

*Convulsions, bowing, and death smiles are actually a kind of drug called nuxon, and it is also the lead drug that poisoned the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty

6.1 Heavy hangs the head

Lucius took his son to a place outside Hogwarts where he secretly buried the door key. They walked one after the other, passing through a forest. The dark blue sky in winter could not penetrate the mist and thick branches. Man will find them, as he expects.

There was a snap, another sound, and the sound of Draco stomping heavily on the branches was loudly announced in the silent woods. He really wanted to turn his head and tell the boy to walk softly and not to make any noise, but thinking of his son's eyes just now made him give up.

Draco has always been a good and obedient child, now he has every right to be angry with his father, Lucius can't refute him at this moment, maybe when his son becomes a parent, he will understand what he is doing today.

They came to a small hill, and Lucius came to a very tall fir tree. There was a hollow in the center of the tree trunk, and an old silver cigarette case was hidden in it. He waved his hand and signaled his son to go up. Before, they had to leave as soon as possible within the scheduled time.Draco shook his head, and when Lucius reached out to grab his elbow, he slammed it away.

"Go if you want, I want to stay." Draco straightened up and said sharply.

How could they get cold feet, Father could dismantle the Death Eaters from within, there were many who followed the lead of the Malfoys, they might change sides.Didn't the father realize his advantage?Clearly holding chips in his hands, but with extreme plans, unnecessary blood filled his hands...

He was also at fault for never seeing it.

"Draco, please..." The father lowered his posture and begged his son to wake up, Lucius had never been so humble.

"No, I've made up my mind, I'll help him, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know, I can't go."

"We have done our best and done enough for the Order of the Phoenix. This is their war, and they should fight. I must protect you, Draco." Lucius said patiently, seeing Draco turn his head away Go, fists clenched.

"I don't want to be a cowardly deserter."

The volume was low, but the words were clearly transmitted to his ears. Lucius was not as tall and strong as his son, but this did not stop him from pulling his son over like a violent whirlwind, grabbing his collar, "Stop immediately!" This kind of willful and reckless behavior, I am your father, you have to listen to me!" He yelled out of control.

"Mother's dead, it's all your fault!" Draco yelled back, "You're still using her death to manipulate me—Mother won't approve of you." He paused for a while, and finally threw the shock bomb through gritted teeth "I wish it was you who died!" He knew those words were too much, but he didn't care, and now he didn't want to play the role of a good son.

Draco felt his father loosen his collar slowly, and he took a step back, thankful that the sky was so dark that he couldn't see his father's expression clearly.

Harry didn't attend the funeral for the headmaster and Hagrid, and stayed in the headmaster's room, no one could go in, not even the professors, his magical energy refused to disturb everyone except Ron and Hermione.

Harry was immersed in the vortex of memory. The Golden Snitch was indeed the headmaster's memory. He said some words, but Harry didn't understand most of them. He only knew that he must die, and the headmaster's clear and soft voice repeatedly emphasized The bullshit that Hogwarts must respond to a distress signal.

Harry removed all the headmaster's memory crystal bottles from the glass cabinet without permission. The old man's voice and image came alive, as if he had never left, and the beacon of hope had never collapsed. Harry also retrieved his own memories of Hagrid, Sirius and Remus. Memory, although there is no memory of parents, only photo albums.

Like the photo he was holding in his hand, the magic perfectly preserved the beautiful moment at that time. Lily was wearing a wedding dress, shyly buried in her husband's strong arms, Remus and Sirius were teasing James' black hair, The four of them laughed loudly, the sun was shining brightly inside, and they were full of joy.

Harry tore the photo in half down the middle, and then in half again.

Phoenix Fawkes stood on the balance beam, tilted his head to look at the heartbroken boy, and uttered a friendly low sound. Harry scratched the fluffy and soft feathers on the neck of the phoenix with his index finger, and the warm touch from another creature made him His dry eyes immediately filled with tears, he thought he had used up all the water in his body.

Phoenix rubbed its furry head against his hand, hoping the boy would keep touching it, Harry smiled slightly, "Ron hates me lying here desperately reading novels, and only Hermione allows me to escape from reality like this, and they still do it for this." There was an argument, but I haven’t opened a single page of the book Min brought.”

Excessive fatigue and emotional shock caused Harry to close his clothes and lie down on the leather chair for a day and a night. When he finally woke up from a full sleep, his whole body was sore. He hurriedly got up, but felt dizzy and tingling in his lower abdomen for a short time. He cursed in a low voice, grabbed the dry and flat sandwich on the table, ate it in three or two bites, and drank the cold coffee to wash away the sticky bread. Disgusting taste.

Harry spent 10 minutes tidying up himself and the messy interior. The dust glistened in the sun. He picked up the fragments of the photos that had fallen on the ground and used magic to restore the photos to their original appearance. His relatives smiled and forgave generously His boyish act, "You know what? I'm not fighter material, not even brave. I just want to live up to people's expectations."

Malfoy had shattered his pride, and his fanatical, naive faith in the wizarding wars, and the desperation with which the ensuing bad events and defeats had smothered him was nearly smothering him, but Harry found he wasn't dead.

He just made it through.

Harry was going to see everyone, he turned the door and Hermione was just standing in the doorway, her hand raised in a gesture of knocking, "Harry, you came out just in time, something happened. Are you all right?" Girl The caring look made him a little embarrassed, and Hermione seemed relieved when Harry gave her a hug.

"The Acting Headmaster Snape has escaped, and the Order of the Phoenix has also caught several Death Eaters trying to break into Hogwarts." The girl said in a calm tone, with steely will in her eyes, determined not to let anything knock her down.

Harry's scar felt a sharp stabbing pain, and he leaned against the wall, touching his forehead with his fingertips. Voldemort hadn't been this happy in a long time... "He's got the Elder Wand, Min."

This is the time to declare war.

As if responding to the fear of the two, screams came from the school one after another.