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"After everything is over, my father will be acquitted from Azkaban." After Draco looked at Hermione with a pale face, he looked at Harry behind him.

"I promise." Harry nodded.

"Then, I'll bring them over," Draco said, and he turned and walked to the Owl Tower to send the letter, and that would be the signal for action.

And the only obstacle in this process, Parkinson, may still be on Zabini's bed. His friend is so sensitive that he can take advantage of others' dangers.

"I'm with you," Hermione said as she followed, turning her head to meet Harry's eyes.

"After sending the letter, you all go to Gryffindor Tower, where Professor McGonagall will be guarding," said Harry.

Everything was counting down, and at this time - he needed to see Snape.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor, you should be in the Gryffindor dormitory with your friends now, not messing around here." When the office door was pushed open, Snape turned and stared fiery The troublesome spirit who ran around and disrupted all their plans.

"Are you going to the Death Eaters?" said Harry. "No, you'll be here, to meet them—but the moment they show up in the Forbidden Forest, they'll know Malfoy's betrayed." He pursed his lips.

"I don't want you to go, I want you to be safe and sound." There was a tenderness in his voice, like a string of pearls encircling Snape's heart.

And no amount of love words in this world can match a lover's worried heart, they are the most touching love words.

"If you turn around and go back to your Gryffindor base camp now, then we have a better chance of winning today." Snape said, he opened the drawer and took out a familiar black ball from it.

He walked up to Harry and stuffed the ball into his hands.

"If you need to find something to do, then protect your treasure."

"Severus." Harry held the ball in both hands, watching Snape thinking about leaving the office without looking back.

"Go back to where you should be, unless you want to see everyone's efforts in vain." He opened the door, and persuaded the stubborn boy one last time.

The door was closed, and after the master left, the whole room fell silent, and there was no reassuring breath left in Harry.He hesitated for a few seconds before stuffing the ball into his coat pocket.

He didn't want to go back to Gryffindor Tower, he wanted to fight alongside Snape.

He pursed his lips and sat on the sofa, staring at the wall clock on the wall, and decided to wait 10 minutes before going out - so neither Snape nor Sirius who was guarding the Forbidden Forest could stop him.

The disappearing cabinet is too small, and the Death Eaters are divided into three groups. In order to get rid of Dumbledore and the Savior - the Dark Lord summoned his army of Inferi. He didn't have time to form an alliance with the giants, but he found the werewolves.

A large number of corpses waded across the lake outside the castle, densely packed in layers. From a distance, the dark crowd looked like germs that brought the plague, and a group of Death Eaters followed them, waiting for the corpses to crush the building. The bridge connected to the gate smashed the gate of the castle.

After the gate is breached, no one can stop them from invading this thousand-year-old castle—it is also the beacon of the British wizarding world, carrying the memories and hopes of generations of British wizards.

On the other side, the werewolf army led by Fenrir attacked Hogsmeade Village-they first fought with the Aurors stationed here.Only after defeating the Aurors can they invade Hogwarts from behind - so Voldemort's most brutal werewolf troops have raided here, and they will flank with the Infernal troops one after the other.

Even if the Order of the Phoenix came - which side were they going to save?Or can neither side be saved?

And Voldemort led his confidantes, and of course his pet snake, through the disappearing cabinet one by one.

However, when they got out of the cabinet and found that it was the Forbidden Forest, their expressions changed.

Snape didn't greet them, he disappeared without a trace.

And in the next second, dense spells came towards them.

"Damn it!" Voldemort yelled, his arms were wide open, the veins on his forehead were hideous, and the magic power radiating from his whole body propped up a barrier that instantly bounced back all the spells.

The raid didn't work as they had imagined, and Sirius and the others fell into a bitter fight, not to mention the crazy blows from Voldemort and Bella and other powerful Death Eaters behind them.

At the same time, Snape was looking for Dumbledore, one of today's protagonists, but he searched all over the principal's office but couldn't find the figure of the principal who should have appeared.

He had a gloomy face, and seeing that more than ten minutes had been wasted, he didn't stay any longer. He jumped out of the window and used a little-known teleportation magic. In an instant, he turned into a thick black vortex, and in an instant, the thick black appeared in the sky. The ground turned into his original form, and he rushed towards the Forbidden Forest with a sullen face, the violent shaking of the black cloak behind him was like the anxiety that was about to boil under his calmness.

Harry opened the door of the office and walked out. Just before he went out, two Death Eaters who wanted to do meritorious deeds came out of the fireplace on their backs—they should have followed the Inferi, but they were in Marl After staying in Fu's manor for so many days, it was not easy to have a chance to search for it, and they heard that Malfoy and Snape had a good relationship.

So maybe the fireplace at Malfoy Manor leads to Hogwarts.

The result is really okay.

Snape, who had originally blocked the Floo Network, never thought that Dumbledore would cheat him at this moment. If he could see this scene, he would scold Dumbledore and at the same time throw Draco who asked to see Narcissa to Hedge Patch.

Dumbledore hadn't turned off the Floo - he had his own agenda, and Harry actually knew about it.

But at this time Harry also forgot that Snape's office was not safe, and he didn't remember it until he heard heavy footsteps behind him.

"That's a real jackpot," said the tall and muscular Death Eater, who looked like a troll half-breed.

The other cringing figure was an acquaintance—Peter Pettigrew.

"We tied up the savior and gave it to the master," Peter said, looking at Harry with complicated eyes, eyes that first shone with emotion and then were completely covered with greed.

"No, if we get rid of the savior, the master will reward us." The troll half-blood grinned with a sinister smile, "It's just a boy."

Harry pulled out his wand and threw two cutting curses at the two of them. The troll half-blood was much thicker than he imagined. He took a step back, and the curse brushed his cheek with only a crack, while Peter didn't So lucky, his reach was as quick as a mouse but Harry's spell came too fast, and his ear was cut off when he didn't notice.

"Damn it," he yelled, covering his ears, before throwing himself at Harry with blood on his hands, embodying the desperado.

Harry dodged an attack from the troll half-blood, so he was caught in the face, he was punched in the face, and his glasses were askew.

With those emerald green eyes wide open, in his sight, the giant monster half-blood raised his hands together to form a hammer and almost threw it at him.

Under control of the adrenal glands, Harry quickly cast a Needle Charm to push Peter away, and he rolled away from the hammer blow.

In this chaos, there was a crisp click.

Harry looked back and saw the ball that Snape had let him keep roll to the ground, with a crack in the spider's web emerging from it.

"Avada Kedavra." An impulse grabbed his hand and controlled his brain. His consciousness seemed to float behind this body, watching him cast the Kedavra curse on Peter.

This hatred, which he did not know why, became his will in an instant, making the Death Curse succeed.

Pettigrew Peter just fell on the floor of the cellar, and his companion didn't care about his life or death, turned around and wanted to punch the fragile savior.

At this moment, the ceiling fell down, and the thick-skinned and thick-skinned troll hybrid was knocked unconscious.

"I really didn't expect such a day to come." After the yin and yang female voice fell down with the troll hybrid, the slender figure of the owner of the voice was revealed——Parkinson.

"Zabini wasn't with you?" Harry wasn't surprised that Parkinson was here.

"He's cleaning up Slytherin, where neutrals have the final say now, as for those with sideways buttocks, they've been tied up," Parkinson said, exasperation flashing across her delicately made-up face.

"Don't thank me, our positions are different."

"You wanted to escape through the fireplace in Snape's office." Harry tore apart Parkinson's plan in one sentence, "That was prepared by Zabini for you, he found Dumbledore - you should know Neutrality should not rely on both sides, but he finally leaned to one side."

"It's so obvious that I can't see it?" Parkinson sneered, "Why do you think I saved you? It can't be out of kindness."

"I'll take this as your kindness." Harry bent down to pick up the broken ball, and he chanted a spell silently to make the blackness fade away—the pinch of bright golden light spots in the cracked ball were all entangled in it. Far away from the end of the broken spider web, but there are still spots of light that have not had time to lie down and disappear in the broken cracks—this is like a black hole with great attraction, and the remaining spots of light may have lost part of their light, but It became extremely weak, and crouched shyly in that corner, absorbing the last safety.

So pitiful, it seemed that the next second would dim and die like ashes.

Harry pursed his lips, he didn't know what it was, but his heart seemed to be clenched so hard that his face turned pale.

He cast a protective spell but it didn't help.

He stuffed the ball into his pocket and thought about going to the first floor. He knew that there was a team of the Order of the Phoenix fighting against the army of ghouls. Under their deployment, they prepared the light fish, which ghouls fear most, in the black lake. They would bite These dead creatures that cannot die again.

So Harry headed firmly to the Forbidden Forest, only to meet Hermione and Malfoy on the way.

"Harry, shouldn't you be in the tower?" Hermione was surprised by the appearance of her friend.

"Shouldn't you be there too?" Harry asked back, and he took out the broken ball, "Go back quickly, it's very dangerous here."

He said and put the ball in Hermione's hand, "Please keep it for me, it's very important."

Hermione held the ball in both hands hesitantly, "Where are you going?"

"Go where I'm supposed to be," said Harry, and he continued on towards the Forbidden Forest.

Hermione looked at the ball in her hand, and looked up at her friend's back.

"Granger, I've said it all. At this time, your behavior will undoubtedly add to the chaos." Malfoy sneered from the side, "They don't need you, Miss Know-it-All, your existence is a burden."

"Shut up!" Hermione glared at him. "Have you got the tape?"

Malfoy fumbled out a bundle of medical tape from his pocket, handing it over before realizing belatedly that he had once again been suppressed by Hermione's arrogance.

"What are you going to do?" He couldn't help asking.

Hermione didn't answer, she took the medical tape and lowered her head to wrap a circle of tape around the ball, as if it made the ball of light inside the ball less crowded in that corner.

"Ron and the others will definitely come down—let's go to the Forbidden Forest too, we can't leave Harry alone." She said and handed the ball to Draco to let him keep the treasure entrusted by his friend.

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I can't finish coding, I've been very busy recently, because I'm getting more and more busy, so I'm in a hurry to finish this article, and I'm a little anxious to write, and there's a reason for it.

Throughout August, meetings were held every week until 21 o'clock, which was really very busy.I will code again after the meeting at 21:[-] tomorrow, hoping that one chapter will be coded until the end of the war.