[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Shanghai, China

Xiao Si hung up Jiansan, while running a business, while checking Weibo with his mobile phone, suddenly a Weibo came into view——

Obituary: The actor who played Snape died on Thursday.

Xiao Si's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart was heavy, before he could react more, his eyelids suddenly sank, and he fell into a coma.

Xiao Si didn't notice, at the last second before he passed out, the characters on the computer screen also disappeared.

Ministry of Magic, London, UK

Harry was horrified to see Bella's silently cursed mouth opening and closing, with a crazy smile on her face, pointing at Sirius' wand and shooting a green light——

no, do not want!

Harry knew that Bella was reading Avada from his mouth. He shook his head frantically, trying to rush up but was too far away. Everything happened so quickly that he was caught off guard.

When Sirius turned his head, he saw his cousin shoot a curse at him, obvious surprise appeared on his face, he wanted to avoid and defend, but it seemed too late.

At this time, there were two "pops", and a small figure appeared in front of Sirius, firmly blocking the green light.

The expressions on the faces of several people were blank for a moment, random and unbelievable, Harry's face twisted and unconsciously appeared a huge smile that didn't hit Sirius!

Ecstasy and regret swept through Harry's heart—

Although it is unknown who blocked the Avada Kedavra, Sirius survived!He is not dead!

He stumbled over and thought.

the same moment

When Xiao Si regained consciousness, he felt severe pain from his body. This kind of pain quickly swept through his whole body. He clearly felt the rapid loss of vitality. He didn't know when and where he was, and what happened now. What, but, subconsciously, he leaned back——

With one right hand, a wine jar fell into his hand, Xiao Si half-closed his eyes and staggered on his feet, and three words came out of his mouth: "Laughing and drunk."

Xiao Si took a step with his right foot, and took a drunken step on the spot. He swayed drunkenly, his hand raised the pot of wine uncontrollably, and the wine poured into his mouth.

what the hell!

While drinking, Xiao Si was horrified - inexplicably changed to another place, inexplicably injured, and inexplicably started laughing drunk?

Will he get drunk with laughter? !

The drunken laugh that spewed out of his mouth automatically was a skill of the Sword Three Beggars' Gang. It was read for nearly ten seconds, during which the damage was reduced and the blood recovered.

Perhaps it was the effect of injury reduction and self-healing, Xiao Si felt that the vitality in his body was recovering rapidly, and after a set of drunken punches, his whole body was revived with full blood.

*It has returned to a normal state, but the spirit is still chaotic.

He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, smacked his lips, and began to look around while relishing the taste of the wine——

A piece of ruins, a few people in strange clothes, three of them are looking at themselves like a ghost, and these people are holding a small stick in their hands.

"Transmigrated?" Xiao Si murmured, he was not dull, this was obviously a wizard with hp, but he didn't care about the shock, and he didn't take a closer look, so he studied himself who had undergone obvious changes - from the height of his eyes , is definitely not my 21-year-old six-pack*, her paws and height are twice as small, and she is wearing a black and white robe——

It looks familiar, oh, yes, it's exactly the appearance he bought for his little beggar two days ago.

Obviously, he traveled to his game character, and then his game character took him into Harry Potter.

"If I had known this, I would have played like a man." Xiao Si thought bitterly, he didn't know if he could grow taller, and he was very worried...

But the main conflict right now doesn't seem to be whether he can grow taller——Xiao Si dodged a red light in reflection, and realized that he was in the middle of the battlefield. , eyebrow raised, ready to go.

Survive first, then talk.

Sirius and Harry opened their mouths wide, watching the child under the Death Curse, drinking, circling in circles, and then pulling out a wooden stick that looked like it was going to hit someone - it was definitely not a wand.

You won't be fooled by the spell - Sirius thought guiltily, and then he came back to his senses and turned to Bella - his cousin.

Bella failed to attack the child who ruined her good deed, and turned to Sirius again, with a crazy smile on her supposedly pretty face, her voice distorted and hoarse: "My dear cousin, don't worry, let me take you to Merlin." Sirius sneered, waved his wand lightly, and knocked Bella into the air: "It's all petrified." He waved his wand lazily, and said triumphantly, "Didn't Voldemort teach you not to be distracted during battle? ?”

Then, he frowned and looked at his godson and said, "Harry, I'm a little worried about Professor Dumbledore. He should have met Voldemort."

Harry said guiltily, "I'm sorry," he gritted his teeth and said, "I should learn Occlumency." If his brain hadn't been hacked and he trusted that damned house elf, he wouldn't have given Dumbledore The professor had caused so much trouble - Sirius almost died.

"Of course it's not your fault, it's all about that snot-nosed man." Sirius interrupted Harry, and then proposed enthusiastically, "Shall we go to Professor Dumbledore's place together?"

"Of course." Harry said with an effort to smile.

"Let me take a look." Sirius took out a notebook, on which floated black fonts that were constantly changing, with people's names written on them, followed by a string of locations. Harry glanced at them, and they were all members of the Order of the Phoenix. It's the same principle as the Marauder's Map and the Weasley's clock—Sirius opened the book, looking for it and said, "Let me see, Dumbledore... Dumbledore... oh, I found it!" He Putting the notebook back, he said to Harry excitedly, "Come with me."

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the child who had been forgotten for a long time, the child who had blocked Avada for himself once.Sirius froze, the fact that he was saved by a child, and he was saved in this way, made him feel ashamed and apologetic. He looked at the child, whose rosy complexion seemed to be healthy, so his heart was half relieved.

"Do you want to go together?" Sirius asked softly, already putting this child into the same camp in his heart.

Xiao Si nodded. In the past few minutes, he had checked the books according to his memory and found the timeline—it should be Harry's fifth year, the battle at the Ministry of Magic, and he seemed to have saved Sirius .

He smirked—he wasn't heroic, and he didn't particularly like Sirius, but it was always nice to save someone's life.

A little proud.

Seeing that he agreed, Sirius picked him up and led Harry across the battlefield to where Dumbledore and Voldemort were.

The battle has come to an end, and Voldemort's defeat has been revealed. He clamored that I'm back, you're done, and took out the Portkey, ready to leave.

Xiao Si was tightly held in Sirius' arms, his eyes were fixed on Voldemort, and he thought in his heart - if Voldemort hadn't escaped at this time, the tragedy would not have happened later.

He could feel a small magic circle between Voldemort and the Portkey in his hand, a stream of magic flowed into the Portkey from Voldemort's hand, and Xiao Si knew that in a few tenths of a second, the magic in the Portkey would activate. Now, Voldemort is about to flee from here.

Consciousness suddenly blurred, and once again, his instincts took over his body, and he swiftly pulled out the dog-beating stick from his waist with his right hand. At the same time, his whole body rushed in front of Voldemort like an arrow. A flower hit Voldemort's head accurately, and the child in a strange costume opened and closed his mouth, uttering four words: "Beat the dog's head with a stick."

——The skills of the Sword Three Beggars' Clan, which releases the self-locking feet and interrupts the opponent's luck.

The hall of the Ministry of Magic is already in ruins. In the battlefield filled with gunpowder, at this moment, there is silence.

Sirius looked at his empty left arm, and put down his left hand in bewilderment.

Voldemort reacted.Furious: "How dare you—!!" He raised his wand, how dare this brat interrupt him!

Without thinking, Xiao Si knew that the other party wanted Avada himself. With his eyes slightly closed, he took his left foot as the axis, and drew a beautiful arc with his right foot. His body moved lightly to Voldemort's left side, and then stepped forward with his right foot. The whole person lunges and stands firmly, both hands quickly gather strength in front of the chest and then strike with a palm, which is the beggar gang's beheading skill——

"Kang Long has regrets!"

The ferocious blue dragon rose from the place where the child was and charged forward!Roaring towards Voldemort, the momentum swallowed mountains and rivers.Voldemort was shocked. He wanted to 'protect himself with armor', or to activate the Portkey again, but found that he could not move a finger.

Kanglong Youhui - the special skill of the beggar sect, sprinting two steps forward, knocking the opponent into the air, and inflicting huge damage, during which the opponent is charged.

Voldemort was slapped against the wall, struggled to move, and finally fell silent for a second.

I won't die... Xiao thought, everything is going too fast, and I haven't realized it yet.

At this moment, Dumbledore stepped forward, and a loud voice sounded:

"The wand is coming." As soon as he grasped Voldemort's wand, he walked over and crushed the portkey. After confirming that the man would not escape again, Dumbledore's eyes flickered under his half-moon glasses, and the old man whispered in surprise. Said: "Maybe the ending is better than what we thought."

Harry rubbed his scar, looked at Voldemort lying on the ground in disbelief, and muttered, "Did the savior change?"