[Comprehensive British and American] Fulian Hotel

Harry reacted, he suddenly understood why the war was brought forward, because his most powerful Horcrux - Nagini returned to him in advance!

And Nagini's arrival, according to Tony's guess, is also related to their appearance.

While Harry wants to subjectively change the future, the future is also being objectively changed because of their appearance, and finally there are variables that he did not expect.

"Wait a minute... Where's Lily?" Harry anxiously held James' wrist. They shouldn't be separated at this time.

James' expression darkened: "...she's fine, Sirius is injured, and there are not enough people in the temporary medical wing. She stayed there to help and can take care of him."

"Is he alright?!" Harry knew his godfather, the proud and arrogant Black man, would have insisted on fighting if he hadn't been so wounded that he couldn't move.

"It's just a cut in his leg, it's nothing, he will get better soon." James said with a smile as much as possible, hiding his worried look, "It's okay, we will definitely be able to repel those guys in no time."

"...Well, definitely."

"You must be what? You transferred here halfway, and the things here have nothing to do with you." James frowned, "His recovery of strength is much faster than we thought...Eh? Did you wear glasses before?" ?”

Harry was stunned for a moment, and took it off without any trace: "...I wore it for playing."

James didn't care too much, he seemed to only want to drive away a few people: "Anyway, this is too dangerous, you guys get out of here quickly."

Tony hugged James' shoulders and winked at him: "It's all here, how can we not participate in such a fun thing?"

"Hey." James looked at Tony disapprovingly, "This is no joke, you guys don't know how terrifying the Dark Lord is, these days he has..."

James frowned and didn't continue: "I don't have time to talk to you too much...I'm going to take...them back to the medical wing."

James waved to them and ran towards the campus without saying who they were referring to, but Tony and his party understood what the boy hadn't said, because the scene on the Hogwarts campus had already caught the eyes of several people middle.

Under the gloom of the night, there were many people lying on the emerald green lawn that originally symbolized vitality, some dressed as Death Eaters, and some young faces in school uniforms. They just lay on the cold ground forever, never to die again. Without a chance to open their eyes, the remaining Death Eaters wantonly stepped over the corpses of their companions or enemies, sweeping the campus.

Harry's lips trembled, he felt a little dazed, he suddenly didn't know which space he was in, he wanted to change, but it seemed to bring about the same result - the same killing, the same death.

And all he did was advance the damn thing by several years!If it had been a few more years, maybe many of them would have left Hogwarts for good and escaped - all his fault, the result of his delusion to change the future.

The night wind seemed to be frozen, and there was a strange darkness in the air, and the beautiful night elves in Hogwarts could faintly wail in the terrifying silence, as if mourning for the dead. cry.

Harry looked at Hogwarts shrouded in shadows, and his fingernails were bloodstained in his palm. How was this different from the scenes he saw in that world? !People died because of him, but he was completely helpless...Harry's expression was shaken, and he was almost emotionally broken. Even if he assumed the future of the entire wizarding world, he was actually just a teenager.

Harry couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Suddenly a large and gentle palm was placed on his head, stopping him from retreating and seeming to soothe his grief. Harry raised his head in a daze, and saw the silver-blue light on the opponent's uniform.

Captain America's palms are warm, but his voice is deep and harsh: "Don't waver, don't show your cowardice so easily, Harry, people in the wizarding world call you the Savior of Gryffindor, right? You are them Their leader is their spiritual pillar... and you want to do something to save their future, these... are things you should take on."

Harry looked up at Steve's profile. From this angle, the other's jaw line looked a bit rigid.

"You have to remember that victory in war is not just for victory, but for more people who believe in you to live, and you must remember the price they paid for this and bear their death. Everyone's beliefs should be upheld in humanity. So... Bear with these, and stick to it."

Tony looked at Captain America silently. This blue-eyed superhero was the only one among them who was actually born in the war years. Since he could remember, he probably spent every day in the smoke of war, and he carried all his life. Bearing the hopes of all, live and die.

And Tony thought, it might be a matter of course that people of that era would believe in pursuing this person.

Because, even if he doesn't want to admit it, Captain America...is a real object of respect.

Steve rubbed the boy's furry head, and his tone returned to gentleness: "Besides, have you forgotten the purpose of your coming back? Isn't it just to prevent so many tragedies from happening in the future? For them, you must persevere."

Harry nodded firmly, "I'll...go help Dad first, we can't let our companion lie here like this."

There were not many Death Eaters wandering around the school gate. After Tony and the others repelled them, they returned to the hospital wing of Hogwarts with the corpses of the teenagers, where a special area was set up for temporary placement. The remains of fallen heroes.

Tony was walking around in the medical wing, and suddenly saw something in the corner - the sorting hat was thrown on the cabinet randomly, it looked droopy, Tony reached in and took a few times, but there was nothing, The Sorting Hat screamed, "What are you doing?"

Tony blinked: "Shouldn't there be some kind of sword or something?" Could it be that he watched a pirated disc?

"Hmph." The Sorting Hat twisted its body, "Only a magician with real courage can draw his sword."

"Muggle discrimination." Tony curled his lips, and while everyone was not paying attention, he stuffed the Sorting Hat into his arms.

"Hey." James' panicked voice sounded in the medical wing, "Has anyone seen Lily?"

The medical wing was busy and no one answered his words.

Sirius, who was originally taken care of by Lily, was lying on a stretcher. He was so badly injured that he lost consciousness. James didn't even wake up after shaking a few times.

"Lily?"

Harry looked around hurriedly, and found that Lily was nowhere to be seen. He always felt a little uneasy in his heart. His mother was not someone who would run around in such a critical moment...

At this moment, a huge shadow appeared at the door of the medical wing, and someone started screaming.

"Close the door quickly! Strengthen the magic!" the head nurse shouted.

It was already too late, and the giant snake Nagini slammed its tail on the protective cover, bang bang several times, and quickly threw a crack in the protective cover.

The magic fluctuations are getting more and more intense, and the protective shield can't last long.

Tony and Steve glanced at each other, and the two quickly moved the wounded at the door away a few meters.

And those who can fight in the medical wing have all stood guard at the door, and reinforcement magic overflowed from the tips of their wands.

Tony took advantage of the chaos and stuffed the Sorting Hat into Harry's hand: "Hold it, the Sword of Gryffindor."

Harry nodded.

Nagini broke through the magic hood, and bit his mouth full of sharp teeth towards No.1 who was guarding the door.

Harry slammed the opponent away, grabbed the snake's scales with one hand and shouted loudly, "Apparatus!"

The space in front of him was instantly distorted, and in the next second he and Nagini sat down on another open space on the campus at the same time, and the sorting hat was thrown from his arms and fell to the side.

Harry quickly reached out to pick it up, but Nagini seemed to know something, and swept the Sorting Hat to a position where Harry couldn't reach, and then attacked Harry.

Harry turned over and threw a few pieces of gravel at Nagini's face. Nagini crushed them in one bite. Tut.

"Fire!" Harry yelled, but the giant snake, which was immune to most magic, slowly opened its jaws and swallowed all the flames in an instant.

Nagini chewed twice, and Harry swallowed, it couldn't be... Sure enough, the next second, the giant snake sprayed out all the flames, and the flames with venom showed a strange blue color, haha Li couldn't dodge in time, the mage's robe was stained with sparks, and the corner of the robe immediately turned black and rotted, and gradually spread to other places.

Harry frowned and took it off, but didn't throw it away immediately, letting it slowly burn and shorten in his hands, Nagini attacked again, Harry waved the robe, and put the rest of it on Nagini's Overhead, Nagini screamed terribly, and Harry knew he had guessed correctly—the opponent's magic could inflict damage on itself.

The other party shook his head violently and wanted to avoid it. Harry stepped on the other party's scales, clenched his teeth and tightened his magic robe. Was it picked up by other Death Eaters?Without the sword of Gryffindor, he has almost no chance of winning.

Nagini suddenly opened his mouth wide, and forcefully sucked the robe and the flames into his mouth, and it was within a few millimeters of swallowing into Harry's arm.

Harry withdrew his hand in the nick of time, but was hit on the back and was slammed to the side: "Ugh—" He mumbled, feeling the strong smell of blood between his lips and teeth.

The moment he turned his head, he saw Nagini rushing towards him with his mouth open. Harry lay on the ground, and his heart sank. He knew that this time he would not be able to hide anyway. He closed his eyes sourly, and counted in his heart. What are the chances of killing the opponent before he dies from the poison - even if he can't survive, he will do his best to weaken Voldemort's power and increase the stakes for their ultimate victory.

There was a "poof" in the air, like the strange sound of a sharp knife cutting into thick flesh.

When Harry opened his eyes, he saw the huge snake's head rolled aside, its eyes wide open, very ferocious.

The one that severed Nagini's head and dripping blood is the sword of Gryffindor—!

In the line of sight, the corner of the robe of the man holding the sword fluttered in small graceful waves, like pure black crow feathers, blooming quietly in the night.