The time trajectory of HP

?Chapter 71

"Well, I feel like I don't miss him that much now, thank you for speaking ill of him." Draco sighed helplessly, threw the machete away, and the elf Larry on the side quickly snapped his fingers, Float the machete that almost hit the cabinet back to the knife storage.

"Do you want me to say more?" Allen, who had just eaten, stood up and moved his body, trying to ask.After getting an interested 'please' look from Draco, he cleared his throat and began to think about what to say. "The future Harry is completely different from the Harry in his teenage years. To be honest, I was really surprised when I saw the young Harry. He is reckless and loves to be a hero. Sometimes he can't tell whether he is confident or inferior. He is a bit silly and naive. Clever and sometimes clumsy, he likes to see everything with his eyes instead of thinking. In middle age, Harry is the opposite. He is a politician who always fakes a smile, has a bad stomach, and is very bossy. It is difficult for others to refute his opinion."

"I totally agree with your description of young Harry, but if you are middle-aged Harry, I would think you are talking about my father. I don't know what my father was like when he was a teenager, but he is indeed like this after middle age." Draco frowned, thinking about something carefully.

Alan's heart tightened, and he wanted to ask: Don't you adore Harry a little bit?I know you adore your dad very much.He decided to put it another way.

"I'm not saying he's a bad guy, he's always done a lot of good things for the benefit of wizards, and he's used his fortune to set up a lot of foundations to help orphans and the needy, donate a lot of money to St. A young wizard who wants to start a business, he is an angelic savior to good wizards, but a demon to bad wizards. "Daily Prophet" has criticized him many times for being too cruel to criminals Many times, when he personally went to catch some murderers, he shot them in the head directly, instead of handing them over to the court for judgment and then being locked up in Azkaban."

"Headshot? You mean Muggle guns? Why would he use something like that?" Draco wondered.

"This is Dad's usual practice. He never uses a wand to kill people, and I don't know why." In fact, Allen asked this question. In the future, Harry said that killing people with guns will not pollute magic. To be honest, he has never understood What's the meaning.

"No Oro was executed directly when catching a murderer, even if he was threatened with his life, the Oro office has a clear legal system. What stimulated him? Although I despise his angelic behavior very much, But, I just can't digest him..." Draco couldn't believe it, he couldn't accept Harry's varied personality.

"Who knows what stimulated him? People always change, don't they?" Allen didn't care, anyway, he killed all the heinous villains.

"I don't want him to kill people. I checked the book. To use the fatal spell, you must have malicious intentions. When you accumulate too much malice in your heart, it will affect the purity of your soul and make it impossible to use advanced healing techniques. Harry is an Oro. He can still use healing, right? A wizard who can't use healing is half a foot in hell." Draco worried.

"I don't know. Harry never mentioned work and never saw him get hurt." Allen couldn't help feeling worried for his father. There was a very obvious scar on his father's chin. Allen remembered very clearly that his father was injured because of this injury. Lied in the hospital for a long time.

At this time, a series of footsteps came, and the door of the laboratory was pushed open, and Severus' tall, dark figure appeared at the door. He looked at the two children with strange expressions, and he was silent for a while before speaking.

"Alan, turn back into a beetle and hide in Draco's pocket. Draco, you have 5 minutes to pack yourself up. Your father needs you to identify a few 'captives'." Mentioning the word "captive", Sev Les's sallow and indifferent face twitched.

Allen and Draco's expressions changed instantly. They knew very well what the "captive" that Draco needed to identify meant.

"Professor, isn't that person here?" Draco asked eagerly.

"I won't call you if I'm here, don't dawdle, don't make me wait too long." Severus closed the door and left the laboratory.

"It's so strange, it's impossible for them not to know Harry Potter, why do you want to identify it?" Alan took off the experiment robe on his body and helped Draco take off his robe. He was too flustered to pull it off Open the zipper.

"I don't know, what should I do, where are so many Death Eaters, I can't say that I don't know them, but I said, the Dark Lord is coming, and Harry will die. What should I do." Laco's pale face was dripping with sweat, and he was gasping for breath as he became more and more flustered.

"You have to keep calm, which means you have to take your parents away. There are so many elves, let them escape with the captives. You use the portkey to take your parents to China. This is the only way." Allen Holding the young father's shoulders tightly, he said calmly.

"In front of so many Death Eaters?"

"No, we don't know what's going on at the scene. We have to make plans later. We have to find an opportunity. Change the color for me first, black is the best."

After saying that, Allen quickly turned into a golden beetle, and Draco turned him into black and put it back in his pocket.

"Stop what you're doing, and listen to me." Draco ordered, and the elves quickly stopped what they were doing and quickly lined up, including Severus' Bibi, a total of 4 elves. "You are on standby here and waiting for Allen and I to call. I think you can tell the difference between Death Eaters and ordinary wizards. As long as we summon you, we will take the ordinary wizards to the hut in Wake County as soon as possible. Know where. Remember, stealth, and speed, and protect them until I resummon you. Do you hear me?"

"Follow the little master's order." The four elves straightened their backs, declaring their allegiance loudly in unison.

Draco took a few deep breaths, straightened his back, and walked out of the laboratory, where Severus was waiting for him by the fireplace.The fireplace in Malfoy's house is currently on, Severus sprinkles a handful of Floo powder, bright green flames rush out, and they walk into the fireplace "Malfoy's main house"

As soon as Draco stepped out of the fireplace, he was hugged tightly by a tall figure, and the hand stroking his back trembled slightly. Draco hugged his father who had been away for a long time, and choked for a while.

"My child, you look taller than before, and you seem to be thinner." Lucius' trembling voice was hoarse like an old man.Surprised, Draco looked carefully at his father, whom he hadn't seen in almost a year.

"You don't look very well, father." His father looked very haggard, with gray eyes full of bloodshot eyes, showing exhaustion, a beard that was absolutely impossible to appear before, and long light blond hair carelessly Draped on the back of the head, it looks very rough and completely lost its previous luster.What kind of torture did he suffer to become so decadent?Is this still the powerful father he once admired so much?

"I'm great, Draco, much better than being in prison." Lucius' hand stroked Draco's face gently, full of affection, which Lucius would never do before.Because this is not in line with etiquette and his image of being arrogant and indifferent.

"It's enough, I don't have time to watch you father and son get bored." A hand suddenly reached out and pulled Draco aside forcefully. Bellatrix's hand grabbed so hard that it almost broke his leg. hand. "Let him see if that boy is Harry Potter."

"I'm warning you not to touch my son, Bellatrix." Lucius snapped at the mad woman with messy hair, and pulled Draco back to him, his expression changing, his grim expression changing back to I missed the loving father just now.He took Draco's hand lightly and pulled him across the hall.

The originally luxurious hall now only had one long table.The dark tones have replaced the previous warm colors, and the expensive furniture imported from Italy is randomly piled up in the corner like a pile of waste.Draco looked around this suddenly changed home, wondering how he felt, there were very few Death Eaters in the hall, only 5 people, and [-] people were suppressed on the ground, one was a red-haired man, and he knew it was Ronway without thinking. Sly, the disheveled brunette was being pulled by Bellatrix's hair.Hermione Granger spat angrily, and was slapped several times by the crazy woman.Ron Weasley stomped on the ground angrily, he was enchanted and couldn't make a sound.And the bushy bearded one, the oldest of them who was insulting Severus with all sorts of nasty words was none other than Sirius Black.Severus turned a deaf ear, his viper eyes glaring viciously at the unmannered man like prey.

Lucius brought Draco closer to a man whose face was so swollen that it seriously affected his aesthetics.Draco tried to hide the shock and pain in his heart.He dared not look at him.

"Come on, my son, look carefully, is this Harry Potter?"

"I don't know, father."

"Look carefully, Draco, is it him? You've known each other for so long, you can definitely recognize him. Is it him?"

"I don't know, I'm not sure."

"Are you really not sure?" Lucius' voice was already excited, and he pressed Draco's head to get closer to the man desperately. "See clearly. Draco, if you recognize him, everything will be forgiven, and he will forgive us, good son, see clearly."

"I really don't recognize it, father." Draco glanced at the man casually, but he didn't dare to look into his eyes. No matter how exaggeratedly swollen his face was, he could recognize it. This is Harry Potter. But he couldn't tell his father, he was going to kill Harry.

"Come on. Don't admit it anymore, you useless trash, look at this mudblood, this red-haired Weasley, isn't he just Harry Potter's good friend? And my disgusting traitor brother, who is Potter's godfather. Who would he be if all his closest people were there?" Bellatrix shrieked, pointing her wand at Harry.

"But what if it's not? Call the Dark Lord, only to find out that it's not Harry Potter, what will happen to us? Do you dare to take the risk, Bellatrix?" Lucius yelled at her, his face contorted with anger , His patience has almost reached the limit.

"Snape, you've been watching Potter for so long, are you sure you'll recognize him?" Bellatrix called out to Snape, throwing Hermione aside.

Severus' eyes rested on Harry's face for a few seconds, and he snorted coldly.

"He does look a bit like him, but I dare not say that this is not a conspiracy of the Order of the Phoenix. Let us summon the master to give them a chance to get close to the master, or use the master's hand to kill his most capable subordinates."

This time Bellatrix was silent. She seemed to be persuaded not to ask whether this man was Harry Potter.

"Put them all in the dungeon, wait for his Stinging Curse to expire, and then confirm whether he is Harry Potter." Lucius gave an order, and several Death Eaters stepped forward to grab 4 hostages. Confiscated their wands.Bellatrix wanted to keep the girl.