if i am not me

Barty Crouch Jr. had stopped talking, and his head was lowered, as if falling into a coma again.However, in the office, no one turned their eyes away from him because he stopped talking.

Drake stared blankly at the man who was still tightly tied to the chair. While feeling disgusted in his heart, he couldn't help expressing his sincere admiration for his mind and action—if it wasn't for the person involved , he really didn't expect someone to be able to do one thing so carefully.With the endless plans and means, it is no wonder that even he and Harry, who knew some historical processes, were fooled by him.

Terrible person.

And it was such a person who followed Voldemort's footsteps with all his heart...

In addition to these things that happened tonight, and the words he heard... Thinking of this, Draco couldn't help but feel a hint of worry in his eyes.

At this time, Dumbledore, who had been silent for a long time, finally broke the silence of the room, and said loudly, "Lupine, please send the children back to their dormitories. Neville, I need you to stay a little longer."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the four of Neville, then turned to Sirius and Snape, and said, "Sirius, find a few more people to take care of little Crouch, and you can help me inform Fudge and James Sev, please invite Karkaroff and Madam Maxim, I have something to discuss with them."

As soon as everyone heard his order, they immediately took action, and no matter how reluctant Draco, Hermione, and Ron were, they could only follow Lupine obediently and left Dumbledore's office.In the end, Draco only had time to hear Dumbledore say to Neville, "After hearing so many things, I hope you can tell me everything you know...", and he was isolated in that space outside.

On the way back to the dormitory, Draco, Ron and Hermione remained silent, because they really didn't know what else they could say now—after hearing so many shocking things, their minds were already fast. I can't turn around.

"Okay, children, be more energetic." Seeing the depressed expressions on the faces of the three children, Lupine hurriedly smiled and said relaxedly. "Things aren't that bad. With Dumbledore around, everything will be fine."

Yeah, and Dumbledore.Thinking of this, Ron and Hermione's complexions improved slightly.At this moment, they had already reached the Gryffindor Tower, and the two greeted Draco and Lupine, and walked up the tower alone.

After saying goodbye to his friends, Drake also raised his footsteps again, and followed Lupine in the direction of the cellar.

"By the way, why didn't I see Johnson today? In my memory, you always show up together." As if casually, and as if to adjust the tense atmosphere between them at some point, Lupine walked past them. Suddenly asked Drake in an extremely silent corridor in the cellar.

Fortunately, Draco has been putting all his mind into dealing with this shrewd man. When he suddenly heard this question, he was just startled, and then said in a tone unique to Slytherin, and there was no lack of worry, "Ha Li? Ah...Professor, you may not know that he has been ill for several days. I heard from Neville and the others that he was resting in the dormitory after the exam, and he couldn't even come to the game."

After finishing speaking, Draco lowered his head quietly, looking thoughtful.No one knew how fast his heart was beating under his calm appearance without even a pause—this elder, whom Harry admired so much, was indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp...

"Oh? I remember that Madam Pomfrey's medicine is quite effective. Why did it take so long?" Looking at the boy beside him very naturally, Lupine continued to ask, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

Of course, Draco would not be so stupid as to really think that Lupine was worried about Harry's body, so he could only let his face show an emotion called helplessness, and said with a trace of tenderness, "That kid is the most I hate taking medicine, so the condition is always intermittent."

"It's no wonder..." Lupine smiled clearly, and didn't ask any more questions, because they were already standing at the door of the Slytherin common room. "Then you have a good rest."

Hearing this, Draco hurriedly bowed, while Lupine left the cellar with a smile on his face.

Seeing Lupine's back away, Draco's face immediately darkened.But this is obviously not a good place to think. He turned around and said the password anxiously, and rushed towards the dormitory like a gust of wind.

It was already midnight at this time, passing through the empty common room, Draco opened the door of his dormitory with a "bang".

There was still a faint light in the room, but he didn't see the familiar figure on the sofa, only the glass shards shimmering under the candlelight all over the floor.Glancing at the slightly curved fragments, Draco frowned worriedly, and finally his eyes fell on the tightly closed bathroom door.

There was no sound of water coming from the bathroom. After thinking about it, Draco took out his wand and pointed at the fragments on the ground, "Reparo (restored to original)!"

However, those fragments did not move.Apparently, an object that had been cast with an irreversible spell was broken.

At this moment the bathroom door opened.Harry, who was in pajamas, came out and saw that Draco wanted to deal with the debris on the ground, he said flatly, "Only Scourgify (clean up) will work on it."

“Scourgify!”

In an instant, all the fragments on the ground disappeared completely with Drake's movements, and after Drake could no longer see any traces on the ground, he turned his head and confirmed, "Those fragments...are prophecies?"

Nodding his head and responding in a low voice, Harry walked up to Drake and hugged him, only then did Drake realize that his whole body was incredibly cold.Hugging Harry back tightly, he knew that the prophecy would never be the same as the one they knew.It's just that I don't know what it was that made Harry lose his composure...

As if he knew what Draco was thinking, Harry, who buried his cheek in the hollow of Draco's shoulder, slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and said flatly, "Actually, it's not much different from the original, just a little The difference is just..."

"Small difference?"

"Yeah..." Taking a deep breath, Harry recalled what he heard from the glass ball, "There is still someone who will become the Dark Lord's rival, born at the end of July, and the two will never die..."

"Then……?"

"Then, a child who was the exact opposite of the one marked was mentioned."

"on the contrary?"

"Well, on the contrary."

"Just the opposite?"

"Just the opposite."

"I don't understand."

"I don't understand either... So, you have nothing to be upset about."

Yes, he doesn't understand.He had no idea what the last sentence of the prophecy meant.

What is "and the child who is completely opposite to the marked one is also coming at the same time"...

Maybe... only time will give him the answer.

"If you don't understand it, don't think about it for now..." Just when he was surrounded by deep puzzlement, Draco's voice rang in his ears.

Hearing this, Harry was startled for a while, and then understood what Drake meant.Holding Draco's hand harder, he couldn't help but smile slightly, "Well... it's you, tell me how Barty Crouch Jr. did it. I still can't figure it out. .”

"Okay. But you'd better get under the quilt first, you're like a block of ice."

Draco and Harry shifted the place of conversation from the cold sofa to their warm big bed, wrapped their bodies in a big quilt, and they leaned on each other while talking about everything that happened today.

"...and we can't see their names because of Wormtail. I remember you saying that he was your father's friend."

"That's right, the best friend..." After hearing Wormtail's words from Draco, Harry understood what kind of blind spot he had.Sure enough, he was still so dependent on his original memory that he actually forgot that Wormtail was also one of the creators of the "Marauder's Map".After experiencing the completely one-sided competition last year, how could that extremely cautious man let Barty Crouch Jr. sneak into Hogwarts without making any arrangements...

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help laughing at himself.It turns out that letting Wormtail go is to let the history he knows continue, so that he can intervene in some things in time to avoid unnecessary sacrifices.But now it seems that he is still too immature.

From the very beginning, he shouldn't let that man go, let alone worry about the direction of history.Because the history here is no longer the history he is familiar with...

But it's too late to say anything now, Voldemort has been resurrected, and he is also facing the danger of being exposed at any time.

"Draco. Tell me, what will your father do?" Leaning in Drake's arms, Harry tightened the fingers that intersected with Drake, and asked softly.Yes, in the war in his memory, the Malfoy family did join the Order of the Phoenix at the end and became one of the keys to the final victory of the war.However, at this moment, now that Voldemort has just been resurrected, and now that the resurrected person has changed, Harry is really not sure-will the history of the Malfoy family still be the original history?

Not surprisingly, he didn't get an answer, because even Draco himself didn't know what choice his father would make.

The room was full of silence, and the room was full of depression. The two boys could only cuddle tightly together, but they were not discouraged.

"Draco, there's one thing I haven't told you yet." After a silence, Harry spoke again, but at this time, his tone had already brought a touch of firmness.

"Then let's talk now."

"Riddle, resurrected."

"..."

After a long while, Draco seemed to have recovered his voice, but he didn't express any doubts or surprises at what Harry said before, he just said softly, "Harry, there is one thing I haven't told you yet .”

"Then let's talk now..."

"Lupine, I'm beginning to suspect you."

The author has something to say: Well... I'm ready to be shot to death by you guys... What are you talking about? Thunder, blood... I'm already mentally prepared...

The prophecy came, and although it was only a one-sentence description, it actually seemed complete to me.Yao does not plan to make out the complete prophecy, because there is no need to spend hundreds of words to speak a language that you are all familiar with, I just added a very bloody sentence at the end...

And as for how everyone thinks about this mutant prophecy, then the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom~ haha.

(In other words, because of a proposal from some relatives, a certain demon is very impulsive and wants to write a Hermione episode... Now I am struggling, whether to write a Hermione episode or write the following plot... Really entangled...)