[HP] Subversion - Destined

When my feet touched the ground, I reflexively wanted to throw out the armor. A few spells had already hit me first, and the wand was thrown out of my hand. I felt as if I had been punched hard in the chest, and I flew backwards with a muffled grunt.My back slammed into a hard rock, "Fuck!" I gritted my teeth and let out a low curse to hold back the moan, forcing myself not to collapse on the ground...

"Stand back, who allowed you to be rude to the savior?" Voldemort's cold voice could not hear any accusation.I raised my head, Privet Drive was still daytime, but it was like night here, the surrounding light was dim and blurry, as if I had passed through several hours.A few Death Eaters wearing masks and black cloaks stood vaguely in the field of vision. Voldemort's bloodthirsty red eyes were the most terrifying.

The pain in my back gradually became numb, but the pain that had been transferred from the scar on my forehead surged up. I coughed twice to relieve the dullness in my chest: "How did you do it?" Imperius Curse?Compound Potion? .

"The Dark Lord is omnipotent." Voldemort's smile was creepy, "I have always wanted to find a chance for the two of us to duel fairly... Today, what an expectation!" He raised his left hand, and a Death Eater immediately Respectfully held my wand and handed it up.

I squinted my eyes as I stared at my wand, and when Voldemort held it, the magic power burst out suddenly. No one reacted, the phantom flashed, and the wand was back in my hand the next moment.After quickly making up a few defenses, the Death Eaters nervously took a step forward in an attempt to subdue me.

"Back off! He's mine!" Voldemort scolded coldly, staring straight at me with bloodshot eyes. The madness and tyranny were clearly conveyed to my body through the scar. Before I could move, the cold sweat had already all over my forehead. "Interesting, interesting... Only in this way can we have fun, isn't it?" The snake face couldn't make a normal smile, and the index finger and middle finger seemed to be carelessly holding the pale wand, "Let's take a look, Your Excellency the Savior What is so great about…”

When his hand was raised, almost immediately, a sense of crisis rushed into my heart, and I didn't care about thinking about any spells. Pure magic power spewed out through the wand instantly, and the two powerful beams of light were connected together in an instant. "Haha, hahaha!" Voldemort was obviously able to do a job with ease, lightning flashed and thundered while the wand was shaking, and the subdivided energy hit the stone wall behind me in a strange and tortuous trajectory. display.

"Shit!" Under the restlessness, the brain could hardly think, and the instinct in the body was clamoring to be desperate—"Apparition!" The moment I gave up control, Voldemort's magic power opened my beam with teeth and claws, It pierced through the phantom that remained in place after I teleported a second ago, and went straight through the stone wall.My mental power locks onto the magic power broken by him at an incredible speed, and recondenses into two rays of light, one up and one down, and shoots at Voldemort, but he just waved his wand lightly, and the magic immediately exploded in front of him, without even Can make him take a step back.

My movement was only a few steps away from where I was, but it cost me mental power that seemed to span half the UK, and aggravated the pain like tearing my brain.

"Not feeling well, Harry Potter." Voldemort stared at me closely, "I heard that you have just learned to Apparate, but unfortunately, before you have the ability to move out of this space, you are already - dead."

I admit that I still have some fear of him in my heart. Even if I have the same magic power as Snape and have enough power to counter him, I clearly understand that there is still a big gap between myself and him. The comparison is crazy, how can Voldemort be surpassed by me now.After figuring this out, I calmed down and calmed down my agitated atmosphere, "Voldemort, don't talk too much."

"Want to escape?" Voldemort sneered and raised his wand again, my nerves tensed immediately, "Or delay and wait for others to rescue you? Of course, we can't expect an underage wizard to have enough courage, especially It’s Gryffindor who likes to pretend to be a warrior on the outside, but is the most cowardly on the inside.” The Death Eaters sneered in agreement, they wanted to see some fear on my face, Voldemort was pressing every step of the way, and the invisible sense of oppression was pressing on me. I had to look straight into his eyes: "Scared? When death is coming?"

I tried my best to keep my mind clear. Of course I know that I can only rely on myself in this situation, even if it is Snape... I don't feel any uneasiness about him in the depths of my soul, but the fluctuation of magic power in my body proves that he is also fighting , Although the Ministry of Magic is not so concerned about it because I left Privet Drive, but they should be able to find out such a big movement soon, so I am the only one who is in trouble now?I was suddenly very fortunate, if he also transferred to my side, then we would have no way out, the only way now is to use Apparition!Apparation that can ignore Hogwarts' confinement...

"Do you know what it's like to watch the prey disappear in front of you?" I insisted on keeping my face blank, making myself look more confident, "This world doesn't revolve around you, Voldemort." The magic power gradually flowed in the limbs and bones , the senses are becoming clearer and clearer, including the link on the soul - although this is my first attempt to focus on a person, it seems to have been practiced countless times, so quickly and calmly, will hug him Thoughts flooded from the brain to the whole body, "Apparition. (Apparition)" I left a confident smile, and my body turned into nothingness while spinning...

I don't know if it's because of the existence of the confinement, the feeling of squeezing is getting stronger this time, as if I want to knead the whole person into a ball, but I have nothing to fear, as long as I can return to him, what else do I have to worry about?

When the familiar scent of medicine lingered in the nose and was held in his arms by a strong arm, the discomfort of apparition quickly dissipated, but the pain of the scar showed that Voldemort's anger was overwhelming.I raised my head from Snape's arms, this is still Privet Drive, the furnishings in the house have been destroyed in a mess, there are two people lying on the ground, and Snape is facing the Death Eater who is wearing Petunia's body.

Seeing me suddenly appear, she screamed in disbelief: "Harry Potter?! It's impossible!"

Snape snorted coldly, he let go of me, and the hand holding the wand was still firmly aimed at the other party: "Are you still obsessed with it?"

"Snape you traitor! One day you will have to pay for this!"

Her wand moved slightly, trying to escape? "Stay!" Snape's and I's spells hit her almost at the same time, one was petrified and the other was imprisoned, and the other was undoubtedly locked in place.At this time, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic came late.

Taking advantage of their aftermath, I rubbed my throbbing forehead and followed behind the gloomy Snape. He threw me a bottle of potion without saying a word, and I drank it without thinking. !It can actually weaken the influence of the soul piece!

Coming to the smallest bedroom, Snape threw a dozen detection spells at Lily's photo, but obviously the Portkey that had been triggered once had lost its effect.I'm quite calm, it's really not my fault this time, who knew that photo would be the port key?Unexpectedly, he glanced at me coldly, "Recite all the spells I just used."

"Huh?" I was unresponsive as I was studying the medicine bottle, "Wait, repeat those magic tricks again!" I said why did he read it aloud just now--damn, who will remember? !

"Go back and memorize all the spells in the "Anti-Curse and Curse Removal Compendium", and check it in a week." Snape tossed his black robe, and went downstairs without looking back, "The seventh book in the fourth row on the second cabinet. "I put away Lily's photo and followed in frustration, well, whatever I do is wrong anyway.

Looking at the unconscious Petunia and the others, I felt uncomfortable. After all, I was the one who caused them trouble, "My aunt and the others...what's wrong?"

"He's not dead." Snape obviously didn't want to say anything more, until I grabbed his black robe relentlessly, I added impatiently, "You should be glad that it wasn't Bellatrix who took this task." Si, otherwise it’s not just as simple as the Imperius Curse.” Snape’s explanation was unclear, but finally combined with the Auror’s description, I finally understood that the Death Eaters had been lying in wait for me near Privet Drive. He took the bait and used the Imperius Curse to try to lure me into touching the Portkey, but didn't expect Snape to come with me, so before we entered the house, he replaced Petunia with a Death Eater who had used Polyjuice Potion to ensure The process went smoothly.

The question of what to do with the Dursleys is such a headache that even if I cut them off completely, there's no guarantee that what will happen to Voldemort the stupid.Reluctantly leaving the aftermath to the Ministry of Magic, I followed Snape back to Spider's End.

The headache lasted for two or three days. Snape's medicine was a temporary solution but not the root cause, but at least it was a big breakthrough. The existence of the soul tablet in the battle against Voldemort was also a factor that greatly affected the combat effectiveness.With the successful practice of apparating, the subsequent learning progressed very quickly. Snape was no longer satisfied with whether I could successfully cast it, but asked me to overcome all sequelae and truly use it in fighting.

Time flies, and the new school year is coming again.During this period, Hogwarts' defense system was re-fortified to ensure the safety of the little wizards.The Death Eaters continued to fan the flames in their disdainful Muggle world, and the situation escalated.Muggle parents who were worried about their children's safety now wish Hogwarts could start school immediately. After all, there are professors protecting them, but here they can't even count on the army.

The little wizards still had to take the train back to Hogwarts through platform nine and three quarters. In order to prevent the last attack from happening again, the Ministry of Magic did a lot of protection work. The station lost the warm atmosphere of previous years and the tense guard Continue until departure.

As the mascot of Hogwarts, Hermione Ron took me from car to car to "pacify the hearts of the people"-although I think I am more suitable for the title of broom star than mascot.

By the time we finally had time to get into our car, my face was cramp from smiling too much.Throwing a few detection spells on those unfamiliar objects made me completely relieved—I had developed this habit under Snape's training during the holidays. Could it be that persecution paranoia was cultivated in this way?

"By the way, Harry, DA has reached a certain scale. Luna and I have discussed it. This school year, we will create a magazine at Hogwarts. It will be used for DA members to exchange learning experiences. It is open to everyone. You must write A few articles are overwhelming." Queen Hermione chattered and began to explain the benefits of doing so.

I casually stared at the passing scenery outside the window in a daze, and recalled Snape's hesitant words: "We all know that to completely destroy him, all Horcruxes must be eliminated..." And the Horcruxes, only the Horcruxes remained One - Harry Potter.I almost never thought about it. Today, when those predestined events have been tampered with and turned upside down, I can no longer get rid of the fog that covers the future...

"Harry? Are you listening?" Hermione finally couldn't help pushing me.The broken eyes refocused on one point, I scratched my hair and smiled awkwardly, but in exchange for her worry: "Your scar is hurting again, isn't it?"

"Because you're too noisy." Ron kept stuffing more flavored beans into his mouth, his expression contorted because of all kinds of strange flavors, "Harry was finally free, and he still needs to listen to your wordy words, can he not get a headache? Can't you let him be clean for a while? Maybe there will be some accident later that he has to deal with."

Hermione slapped the table and stood up trying to teach him a lesson, but suddenly the train slowed down suddenly, and the screeching sound of the brakes almost pierced the eardrums, and Hermione fell on the table under inertia, and the people in the carriage were stumbling around. The brightly lit train sank into darkness after a few flickering flickers—"Ron, you crow's mouth!!"