HP's Kiss of Eternity

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Probably, hehe, Yuanyuan finished her homework, so she rolled back~~~(≧▽≦)/~啦啦啦

Like the mist that rises when the cauldron boils, a cloud of smoke slowly rises from the soft pocket.Everyone in the Weasley family assumed an attacking posture almost instantly, only the savior stared blankly at the turbulent changes as if possessed by an evil spirit, his eyes froze.

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A light gasp came from the middle of the smoke screen, and everyone's hearts were hung in their throats by this change.

"Harry..."

Everyone immediately recognized who the owner of the voice was.For Weasley present, even if he didn't like it, he probably wouldn't be so unfamiliar with the voice that used to mock them.However, the usual domineering voice was full of helplessness, fatigue and weakness at the moment.

"Although you may not be able to hear this passage, I still need to keep these. If you can hear my voice at this time, I will be very happy, because it means that my magic contract has taken effect."

The mist grew thicker, like the melancholy that hung between the words.The savior couldn't help but approached, as if seeing the most familiar face from the hazy smoke.But the other party seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with him and refused to show up.

When hearing the word magic contract, the expressions of relatives and friends behind the savior almost changed in unison.They would not doubt the possibility that the person who left the message was joking, the Malfoy family has a long history of being good at magic contracts.

"I know You-Know-Who won't let you go, Harry. No matter what we do." The wistful voice sighed again, "And I also know you won't forgive me, whether I did it for me or not family, my father."

"I gave you all my love and couldn't leave my family behind, so I'm sorry about everything..."

"I... can't live... If I live, they won't let my father go. There is nothing to fear from Malfoy without an heir." The voice visibly sank.

Lucius tightly clenched the snake stick in his hand, and his lips were drawn into a straight line.

Before Draco's message, Lucius didn't know the specific content.

Scorpius seemed to know everything in his chest. When everyone was looking at the white mist, he just looked at Lucius, paying attention to every expression on his face.

A door away, outside the door behind Lucius and Scorpius, the gardens of the Burrow were still in the mood of festive celebration.In the room separated by the door, the temperature in the air seemed to keep dropping with the ups and downs of the dense mist.

Everyone can't guess what will happen next, but this does not prevent them from understanding the situation in front of them.

Since that voice sounded, the savior never looked back.

"I know you have a lot to ask me. But I'm running out of time. If you want to know, maybe you can wait until the day we reunite." Draco's voice whispered here, his tone It's like setting up a party date with an old friend.It’s just that if this brisk agreement is matched with the pale expression of the savior, probably no one can relax, “The power of the magic contract, this is the only way I can think of to protect you from the mysterious person. Anyway, my Fate is doomed, the soul...is a waste if you don't use it, isn't it? It's just a sacrifice, and it won't trouble a Malfoy."

Lucius heard Granger gasp.

Yeah, if it's a mobile encyclopedia, this female war hero should know it, right?

Just a sacrifice.

Ah……

Lucius looked at the blank eyes of the others, and could hardly restrain the anger in his eyes.

"Given your grades, you probably don't understand my explanation. You don't have to think about a way to reverse it. It's...impossible." Draco's voice seemed to have regained his previous self-confidence. , "I split my soul, and the power of this half of the soul will fall on you. In this case, I think the death curse should not be irreversible for you. Well, maybe your miraculous survival can still be destroyed Shall I copy it again? Don’t die too early, Savior, so I may be with you for a few more years, and hell probably won’t hold an incomplete soul.”

With a long sigh, the dense white mist gradually became blurred and thinner, like a cloud that was blown away.

With what seemed to be a scream, the Savior rushed to the soft cloth bag, trying in vain to catch what was fading away.I don't know if it's to keep that voice, or I want to keep the owner of that voice.

The delicate cloth turned into fly ash the moment the savior's fingertips touched him, and the fine ashes were swept towards the savior's neck by a force that came out of nowhere.There was a whisper like a whisper, and at the same time, a figure leaned over to the savior's ear, and said softly, "Harry, I sacrificed my soul to protect you, but there are conditions." His voice gradually sank, and he asked for the last time, "If you... survive, protect the Malfoy family for me and let it continue. No matter what my father did, Harry, you... owe me this. "