[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

"Chris, is it really okay for us to do this?" With a little worry, Harry looked hesitantly at the still excited boy beside him, always feeling an unreasonable uneasiness lingering in his heart.But when it comes to consequences, it's normal for him not to know the rules, doesn't Chris know?Since he dared to take him out, it was obvious that this kind of behavior would not receive any substantial punishment, so what else did he have to worry about?Besides, when he was at Hogwarts, he had violated the school rules a lot, especially in the second grade. He and Ron Hermione almost violated all the school rules over the years together, and then... That's it.

So, it's still his own problem, Harry thought silently for a minute.Thinking of him doing it all over again, where did all the blood and courage go?

After a whole morning of tossing around, they finally slipped out of the school quietly. As for the specific method... Every ancient magic school has a few hidden secret passages, and no one knows who built them in the first place. What is the specific meaning, and anyone in the castle has the right to use them, as to whether they can be found, it depends on one's own ability.

Hearing Harry's voice, Chris turned his head and winked at his roommate encouragingly. Although there was unconscious eagerness in his eyes, his gestures were still impeccably elegant. "It's okay, Harry, trust me. After all... Uncle Morris also walked this way back then." He said to Harry like this, and the reason in his tone made Harry hesitate slightly.Why is the path that Morris walked must be fine? Besides...he wasn't worried about the route, he was obviously just worried about some serious consequences that would be caused by this kind of behavior of leaving school without permission.It was true that Harry wanted to go back to the Muggle world, but that didn't mean he liked getting kicked out of any school, it would be a shame.

Soon, however, Harry felt that he might understand what he was worried about.The last time they went to Edith, the school hadn't started yet, and Morris happened to be on the way, so he took them with the griffin, but this time they sneaked out by themselves, without Morris' griffin , who will tell him...how on earth are they going to get out of here?

Harry silently stared at the endless forest in front of him, he felt his heart was broken.

"Chris, do we have to go this way? In my opinion, the broomstick is actually a good choice." Not to mention how dangerous it is for the two of them to cross this dense forest alone, just the process With the amount of exercise in the middle, Harry felt that they would never be able to walk down.Well, even if his own physical fitness has improved by leaps and bounds during this period of college classes, but his roommate has never participated in that level of devil training, don't tell him that he will have to carry him back in the end .

But all the persuasion was stuck in his throat and he couldn't bear to say it, because Chris's eyes were almost shining, and the boy looked at the forest with a kind of fanaticism and reverence that Harry couldn't understand, he said : "Trust me, Harry, we'll get there without a hitch."

So... well, dazzled by the almost radiant determination that shone in those beautiful gray eyes, Harry sighed with his shoulders slumped, and silently made a compromise.Sometimes he really can't understand the weird brain circuits of his little friends, Chris seems to be always full of enthusiasm for some inexplicable things, and Harry doesn't think there is anything special about it at all, but... Forget it, he Respect Chris's ideas, as long as they don't make them miserable.

However, shouldn't the magic bazaar be outside? Their current direction is going deep into this forest...

He didn't know how far he had walked, and Harry's footsteps gradually became heavy. Although he didn't see any traces of wild animals along the way, he just instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this forest.It seemed that in some imperceptible corner, there was an extremely deep and dangerous aura that made his hair stand on end.Harry rubbed his arms violently to dispel the sudden chill in his heart. In fact, he really doesn't need to worry too much now. After all, with Voldemort following him, he will never let him be killed by something .

Then again, if it wasn't for Voldemort's return, he would never have rashly followed Chris all the way in today, but would take a moment to knock out his roommate who was so courageous that he wanted to go to heaven, and then directly kill him. Drag it back. "Voldemort, do you know where we are going now?" Suppressing the panic that slowly spread in his heart, Harry decided to try to collect some information, but Voldemort seemed not very willing to cooperate.

"Do you really think I'm an encyclopedia, Harry, I've never been to this place before." Voldemort's tone was firm, but this answer was tantamount to adding another spoonful of oil to the little flame called uneasiness in Harry's heart , the expression of the little savior couldn't help but stiffen slightly. "Relax, I say you don't need to worry at all, Harry, at least in my opinion, there is nothing in this forest. The more you worry, the more dangerous you will feel." Although he has never been here, But after all, he has spent several months of nights in Imofane's library, and with his previous accumulation, his knowledge is as profound as someone who has put this forest and the magic bazaar hidden behind it. He guessed more than half of the origin, but out of some considerations, he didn't tell the whole story that he knew, but made selective hints.

It's a pity that Harry didn't really understand the meaning behind this sentence.

"Chris, I want to know where we are going?" We trekked through the nearly closed dark forest with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and there were patches of wet and slippery moss growing everywhere we stepped on, haha Leigh had to hold on to the jagged vines to keep his balance.To be honest, he looks really embarrassed now, but obviously the person next to him is not much better.

Chris was panting heavily, sweat had completely wet the clothes behind him, even though he could no longer maintain his elegant demeanor, the boy's back was still straight.His otherwise neat school uniform was now stained with a mixture of dust and sweat, and there were scrapes on his wrists, where Harry had healed him with magic, but there was still a patch of skin there that hadn't faded. It was impossible not to cause any pain, but he didn't even frown.

What is there to hold on to this kind of thing? Harry sighed silently, feeling a little emotional in his chest. He had never seen Chris like this. He was still a child, but he seemed to have already shouldered the burden. Stuff he shouldn't be at his age, glory, or whatever.

His appearance is so similar to the savior of the previous life... Harry smiled wryly and shook his head, suddenly he had mixed feelings in his heart.

From the moment he saw the flickering light in Chris's eyes, he already understood that the place they were going to must not be a simple magic bazaar, but had a more special and far-reaching meaning, otherwise how could Chris There is such a strange reaction.

It seemed to be quite a while before the boy who was almost passed out realized what Harry had just said. He stopped, freed one hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, and then lowered his head to look at Carry a map with you. "It's not far, Harry. We'll reach our destination in about half an hour." Chris suddenly bent his eyes and smiled. There was pure joy in his beautiful gray eyes. Arriving at the destination full of anticipation, Harry moved his lips and let out a sigh.

"But I want to know where we are going. Is there really no more convenient way of transportation?" Harry simply stopped, and his little friend insisted on playing mystery. Although he was a little helpless, he was not They couldn't cooperate, but their current route became more and more wrong, and Harry felt that he should ask clearly... Cough, he didn't admit that he was too lazy to leave.

"It's a great place. As for other modes of transportation, do you think we can ride brooms here...Harry?" Chris didn't finish the sentence because he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the people next to him .Stretching out a finger, Chris carefully poked the green-eyed boy who seemed to have lost his soul suddenly: "Harry, what's wrong with you?"

Harry didn't answer, in fact he didn't hear what Chris said at all, because now there was a voice echoing in his ears, an ethereal but creepy singing voice that came from nowhere. "Chris, did you hear it? Someone seems to be singing over there?" Harry realized that his tongue was trembling unconsciously, colliding with his teeth from time to time. So he exerted a little force and bit the tip of his tongue. The tingling sensation helped him control his body to calm down.

"What are you talking about, someone is singing?" Chris opened his eyes wide in a daze, then tilted his head and listened carefully for a while, and finally looked at Harry with nothing: "Are you sure, but I don't know anything?" Didn't hear..." "No, I'm not kidding you, I'm serious, what the hell is that sound?" Harry straightened his face and became serious, so Chris tried again, and then he still Confused, he looked at the green-eyed boy next to him: "Although I don't know what happened, but in fact, I didn't hear any abnormal sounds. There is no doubt that there should be only the two of us here."

A gust of wind rushed past Harry's waist like an arrow coming off a rabbit, and the little green-eyed savior realized that he was covered in cold sweat.

He and Chris, whose hearing problem is it?