It seems that in the blink of an eye, two months have passed.Come November, the weather becomes very cold.The mountains around the school are gray and covered with ice and snow, and the lake is as cold and hard as tempered steel.Every morning there is frost on the ground.

Hagrid only appeared in school for a month, and then began to disappear mysteriously. Each time he disappeared for half a month, the protection of magical beasts could only be taught alternately by him and Professor Graplan.The three Harrys who didn't choose the course heard that the content of the course switched back and forth between normal and out of normal - everything was expected.

This November was no colder than usual.At this time of year, the students could see Hagrid wrapped in a long moleskin coat, rabbit fur gloves, and huge beaver fur boots, defrosting his broomstick on the Quidditch pitch.But this year without Hagrid, Mrs. Hooch was struggling to do it alone, and Harry guessed that this year's Quidditch season would be difficult for all the teams.

Draco also quit the Quidditch team.His face began to become more and more gray, and he kept making trouble for Harry in various classes.He became more and more irritable, more and more silent.

When Harry and Ron went downstairs for Defense Against the Dark Arts during the second week of December, they found Hermione already lined up outside the classroom.Holding a large stack of thick books in her hand, she looked extremely sleepy and precarious.Several Slytherins waiting outside the classroom saw Ron and started singing "Weasley is our King" loudly.

Gryffindor had just lost a Quidditch friendly to Ravenclaw.For two days, Ron couldn't eat and was groggy.Harry even saw him sketching on a stack of parchment the best positions for goalkeeping.

"It's none of Ron's business!" said Dean angrily. "He caught two-thirds of the balls and it was all—" He seemed to want to say that it was the inaction of the Gryffindor Seeker, But did not say it.

Ron's face was flushed with anger, and his freckles were particularly pale.He bent over, obviously wanting to refute, but didn't say anything.

"We wanted to write a few more lines!" Zabini sneered, "but fat and ugly doesn't rhyme well, and we wanted to sing about his mother—"

"There's no one more singing-worthy than your mother who slept with eight men!" roared Ron.Neville held him tightly behind him.

Draco leaned against the wall of the corridor watching the farce, pale and silent.Zabini's expression became very ugly. He glanced at Hermione and sneered, "I've never seen such a stinky goalkeeper. Was he born in a trash can? No wonder he likes to be with such a stinky little mudblood." -"

For a moment, Harry didn't know what was going on.He only knew that before Zabini finished speaking, Hermione threw the stack of books in Zabini's face, and then she rushed over and slapped Zabini on the left side of the face with all her strength. hand.

A few books were scattered on Zabini's feet with a clatter.He covered his face in shock and anger, with a fierce look in his eyes.Harry raised his wand quickly, and behind him all the Gryffindors raised their wands.The overall speed of the Slytherins raising their wands was faster than that of Gryffindors, and the students of the two colleges stared at each other silently.

"What are you doing here?" a cold voice said.

Everyone turned their heads, and Snape was walking slowly from the end of the line.He glanced at the chaos on the ground, and seemed to subconsciously want to ask Draco, but he held back abruptly and turned to Hermione: "Miss Granger, please explain."

"Nothing, sir," said Hermione unexpectedly calmly, brushing her hair.The lion-like Hermione disappeared and turned back to her usual top student.She waved her wand lightly, and all the books on the ground flew up and returned to her arms.

Snape glanced at Hermione, who seemed particularly eager to take points from Gryffindor.He handed the two rolls of parchment in his hand to Harry and Draco respectively, and said forcefully and gently, "Okay, everyone, go in."

"Remus has been a little bit off this term," Ron muttered, staring at Snape's back.

Harry didn't answer; he recognized the thin, crooked lettering on the parchment.He unfolded the parchment as he walked.

"Come to my office at eight o'clock, please?" said Ron, reading the note over Harry's shoulder. "Who else is Dumbledore taking you to invite? But we don't have any space. Will?" Could it be Sirius?"

"No." Harry said perfunctorily, the bloody tall man, "he said he had something else to do."

"Dumbledore likes sour?" said Ron, bewildered.

"It's the password through those two stone monsters outside his office," said Harry.He looked up at Draco, who was also looking in his direction, and the two looked at each other briefly for a second before Draco turned his head away quickly.His face had grown paler, and his pale blond hair, which had grown a little longer in some time, hadn't been trimmed.From Harry's side, his eyes were invisible.

At eight o'clock sharp in the evening, Harry met Draco outside the Headmaster's office.He gave Harry a listless look, his gray eyes dimmed.

The two walked into the headmaster's office in silence, and Snape stood there.Lupine's features were not at all gentle and composed, and in his old jacket, he looked like a sullen and irascible unemployed worker in the economic crisis.

"Draco, I think you've fixed it, haven't you?" Dumbledore asked straight to the point, sitting behind the chair.Harry noticed, belatedly, that it had been a long time since he had seen Dumbledore at the dinner table.

Dumbledore's hands are still clasped together habitually, the contrast of one black and one white is particularly conspicuous.Draco stared straight at those two hands for a while, and said, "It's fixed." After saying this, he seemed to be completely pale.

"Professor," he whispered, "you're really sure about that potion, aren't you?"

Dumbledore smiled, but the smile didn't come into his eyes at all. "There are a lot of adults here, Draco. Trust us..." He paused unnaturally.

Draco shuddered, and Harry noticed thin beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Then Harry, let's choose Christmas Eve. As usual, we have to leave school. You have your tasks and I have other things to do."

"Any other Horcruxes, sir?" Harry asked.He felt worried.

"No, Sirius can still control Kreacher now, don't worry about it for now. I'm going to wait for the golden cup... We can't gather all the Horcruxes together, if it alerts Voldemort..."

"Are you all right, sir?" Harry couldn't help asking during another pause from Dumbledore.He found Dumbledore's face pale and lifeless.

"To be honest, it's not very good. I was too anxious..." Dumbledore smiled weakly, "I don't have much time left for this curse. I still have something to do, but more Things have to be left to you to complete.”

He motioned to Harry.

"Disarm." Half a minute later, Harry raised his wand and gritted his teeth.

******

Harry sat by the window, looking worriedly at the night sky.

He has been sitting here for two hours.In the room, the snoring was deafening, and Ron was talking in his sleep.

Harry looked at Neville and Seamus' curtains.The more time passed, the more nervous he felt, but he could only wait.He prayed for luck, and Merlin gave him a gift, allowing him to meet the conditions to return to this time by chance, not for sending him to hell again.

Lucky, lucky - Felicia.

Harry jumped off the ledge, ran to his trunk, and took the bottle of Felicia from his sock.He opened the Marauder's Map. Draco was moving in the corridor on the fifth floor. He put on the Invisibility Cloak, put a silence spell on the bedroom, opened the door and ran down.

He slipped through the portrait hole of the Fat Lady, who was awakened by him and let out a puzzled snort.An unfamiliar voice next to him murmured vaguely about the illusion.

"Draco!" Harry stopped Draco on the seventh-floor stairs, pulled him behind a suit of armor, and lifted the cloak.There are no portraits there. "Take a sip of this!" he said, slipping the Felix Felicia to Draco.

Draco looked at the bottle and recognized the contents.His lips quivered, he shook his head furiously, and shoved the bottle back into Harry's hand.Harry grabbed him and saw that he had never looked so pale, and that he was shaking all over.

He cupped Draco's chin and poured a little Felicia into his mouth.Draco shuddered as he swallowed it.He looked at Harry, and suddenly said to him in a trembling voice of fear, "I don't know - it suddenly occurred to me that you should go to Professor Snape -?"

Harry snapped the lid back on.He shook Draco's shoulder violently: "Listen, Draco, I've had this once before. Listen to it and be confident, everything you think is right now!"

He took one last look at Draco's gray eyes, which were slightly calm in fear, and said, "I'm leaving. I'm going to find Professor Snape. Be careful yourself!"

The Marauder's Map showed Snape in his office, stationary at his desk.Harry ran downstairs when he heard Draco stagger and bump into the armor.There was no one in the corridor. When he ran to the fifth floor, he ran into Filch and Mrs. Norris. Without hesitation, he raised his wand: "Stunned!"

He levitated a man and a cat into a secret passage so they could lie there safely until they woke up.He ran to Snape's office and pushed the door open.

Snape wasn't wearing Lupine's old jacket.He had put his jacket on the table and was inserting potions one by one into the compartments in his pocket.Harry locked the door, took off the invisibility cloak, and said hurriedly, "Draco has started to move. After I gave him a little Felicia, he told me to come find you!"

Snape frowned, obviously thinking the same thing as Harry: Felix Felicia would give people the best instincts.If it had told Draco that Snape was needed, then tonight's events might have been unusual, far more than expected.

"Drink this, sir!" said Harry, throwing the Invisibility Cloak onto Snape's desk, producing Felicia and handing it over.

Snape took the bottle, examined it carefully in the light of the candle, uncorked it and sniffed lightly. "Felix Felicia," he said. "I hear you got it again in Slughorn's class."

"Because I used your Potions textbook again." Harry admitted without hesitation, "You drink it, I'll follow you behind the Invisibility Cloak."

He thought for a while and said hesitantly, "Why did Draco ask me to come to you? Could it be that there is something wrong with the potion?"

Snape's eyebrows shot up.

"Okay, okay, sorry," Harry urged, "Quick. Drink it, and I'll follow you." He reached for the Invisibility Cloak.

He heard Snape say something.In the next second, his body became very stiff, and he staggered to the edge of the table, standing there like a statue, unable to move or speak.He didn't understand what was going on, and he panicked for a moment—until a dark figure in front of him shook slightly.Turning his eyes to the left, he saw Snape put on the old coat stuffed with potions, pick up the Felicia on the table, and walk up to him.

Snape was against the light, and the warm tan that belonged to Lupin was unfathomably deep, and there was no doubt that it was Snape's eyes.He pinched Harry's mouth open and poured the remaining half of the bottle of Felicia into his mouth, running his thumb up and down his throat.Then he put the empty bottle back on the desk, turned and walked out of the office.

Harry was horrified to find that he could move again.He coughed a few times and found that Snape had swallowed all the potion forcefully, so he grabbed the Invisibility Cloak and ran out of the office.In a short time, Snape was gone. He turned around the corridor, and through the tall windows, he could see a dazzling green skeleton hanging above the school, with a snake-like tongue sticking out of his mouth.Here come the Death Eaters.

He wanted to run up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower, but a voice in his heart told him: If you don't go to the Astronomy Tower, they are not there.He followed the sound and ran to the hall, where he heard a commotion and broken glass at a great distance.

He speeded up and rushed over, and several teachers were using the pillars as cover to shoot spells at each other with several Death Eaters at the door.A few seconds later, there was a sound of panicked footsteps from the other side of the corridor, and Draco ran in the front, a blush blooming on his pale face.

"Help me—help me!" he shouted as he ran.Seconds later, the people behind him, rounding the corner, were six Death Eaters.Professor McGonagall, in her pajamas, ran past Harry to join the fray, Snape running after her.Professor Flitwick and Professor Sinista on the opposite side quickly turned back. Harry lifted the invisibility cloak, flashed out the stone statue he had been using as a cover, and cast a stun spell at a Death Eater.Five spells were shot at the unidentified group of Death Eaters, and the two in front fell to their knees all at once, running unabated, causing their faces to hit the ground heavily.The third one was obliquely behind them, stumbled by the two fallen people, and fell forward.While his body was still in mid-air, another Stunning Spell from Harry hit him.Two of the three remaining Death Eaters tripped over the two fallen men, and one of them had his wand fly out of his hand.The last Death Eater stopped the car in time, but was hit in the chest by the second wave of spells and flew to the wall unconscious.

The five people on the ground rolled into a ball, three unconscious and two awake.The fifth stumbler wrenched free of his own cloak, the tip of his wand pointed at Meg.The one who had lost his wand scrambled forward after his wand, before his fingers could touch it.At this moment, Professor Flitwick suddenly stepped out and swung his wand violently. The movement was crisp and explosive, like shaking a flag while standing on a high chair.Harry saw several thin and sharp ripples twisted in the air, as if an invisible blade flew out from the tip of the wand. The movements of the two people were frozen for a moment, and their bodies collapsed unconsciously to the ground.

Draco's footsteps didn't stop, he ran straight past the teachers, only had time to glance at Harry, and then rushed towards the darkness outside the hall. "Run--run!" he yelled out of breath, "you four--"

"Four!" Harry yelled.The six Death Eaters were hung upside down by their ankles with an invisible rope.

Professor McGonagall ran past him, a flame bursting from the tip of her wand, illuminating the darkness outside.There were five dark figures running towards Hagrid's cabin, Harry followed McGonagall and Snape out of the hall, the green skull was still hanging in the sky.In the faint light, he suddenly felt that the Felicity Potion told him that he needed to run faster, and faster.He must look to the left.

He ran as fast as he could so far.Professor McGonagall panted and shot spells from behind him.In front of him, five figures had crossed the hillside.Suddenly, he saw a dark figure flashing from behind Hagrid's huge pumpkin.The dark shadow's face was exposed under the miserable green light, it was Yaxley. "Shenfengwuying!" Harry yelled.

Yaxley didn't notice Harry.A pumpkin blocked his view, and Harry was in his corner.He pointed his wand at Snape running diagonally in front of Harry, and called, "Aeternitas Delemagus—"

Harry didn't have to look at his spells.The Felicia reassured him that his spell would never fail - all he could see was the light that was shooting at Snape.Curse, death, loss—colors a hundred times more terrifying than the Dark Mark filled his pupils.With a growl that sounded like a scream, he leapt forward, slamming into Snape.His spell landed on Yaxley's face, and the Death Eater fell backwards into the pumpkin pile.A dazzling light entered Harry's body, but he didn't feel any pain at all, but suddenly felt that his body seemed to be empty somewhere.

"I'm fine!" he said, a little confused, standing up, checking his limbs and body as he ran towards the pumpkin pile.Snape got up and grabbed him from behind. "Minerva, you go and see that man, I have to examine Potter—"

Professor McGonagall nodded hurriedly.Snape grabbed Harry by the collar and started shoving him into the castle.Five professors, headed by Professor Flitwick, came oncoming. Snape said in a suppressed and furious voice, "Don't chase." Then he pushed Harry into the castle.

The author has something to say: I am in a good mood when I am about to have a holiday, but... I am too lazy to double update after thinking about it.Depends, laugh.

Let them quarrel in the next chapter, laugh.I'm debating whether to do it or not.

There is another problem.I didn't pay attention to read the original.Has it ever been written that Zabini is a noble son who puts interests first and doesn't care about blood, and is actually friendly to Gryffindor?Where did this setting come from?

By the way, Nagini is an orc.Hahaha.Though she doesn't have a wand.I don’t know if I can use magic spells after becoming a snake~ I found out that I predicted it, laughing.

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