HP leap time

"Hiss..." Draco opened his eyes, and the white light and the color of snow came into view.This is the forest, he moved his sore limbs and tried to get up from the stone behind him, his feet went numb and he fell back to his seat in embarrassment.

He had at least ten warming spells on his body, feeling the hot feeling on his body that shouldn't appear in the snow-thawing weather, Draco untied the scarf from his body one by one and threw it aside.

Leaning against the stone, he gasped for breath, and then watched the white smoke flowing from his mouth float and dissipate in the air.

He was attacked again yesterday. In a Muggle bar, Draco thought blankly, maybe it was just a joke. He still remembered that the owner of the store had a pair of smoke green pupils, and he thought about it carefully a few more times. , and here he is now, in a wood, surrounded by tree trunks and tangled branches.

So, what did he experience last night?The memory of the previous night was accompanied by a sour headache. Draco closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths of the cold air, feeling them swimming in the warmth of his body, and by the way, hoping that they would bring the numbness and sleepiness to him. Walk.

Opening his eyes again, Draco began to look around. The roots of the trees were entangled and protruding from the snow, making the path leading to the outside of the forest winding and winding.

He raised his head and tried to see farther through the lit gaps between the branches, and also tried to see the figure of a thin boy, but there was no, nowhere.

Where is Harry Potter?Where did the guy who saved him from the Death Eaters go?

Draco inserted his fingers into his hair and scratched. He frowned uncomfortably, got up from the ground and fumbled for his wand from the stone.

"He might have gone hunting..." Draco thought wildly. "Beg some food from the village... because he can't leave me again..."

Hunting is impossible, with his physical fitness that he can't even climb out of bed, where can he go hunting?Draco took two steps forward with a guilty conscience, he was obviously a capable guy last night... Oh no, he... When did he recover his magic power? !

He began to recall in his mind that the Harry Potter who had the ability to change form had flown across the entire city to come here with him.

And the Harry Potter in his memory has long been unable to protect himself, so where did the magic power come from to consume it?If he wasn't Harry Potter, who was that guy?The Dark Lord?No...impossible...unless he already has a way to deal with soul slices and succeeds...

Draco's heart was pounding, and if that was the case... the joy flooded him like a flood.Draco smiled unconsciously, and the pale light cast a soft halo on his cheek.

He regained his energy and clenched his wand tightly, looking at the village and distant mountains separated by fog in the distance.

Then he won't die.

He can leave with himself!

"But where did he go?" Draco walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, aimlessly.

"Where will he go?" A snow sparrow chirped in the distance.

The steps passed by, and the morning light and residual snow shattered to the ground behind him.

……

Hogwarts.

The red light spewed out from the tip of the black-haired boy's staff, and instantly collided with Voldemort's magic power, and a lot of flames splashed out from the intersection of the two beams of light!

Not long after the duel started, the outcome was already decided.

Voldemort's scarlet pupils shrank sharply, and the beam of red light turned into a giant dragon under the eyes of everyone. The dragon opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, swallowed his magic power instantly with a roar, and then turned into a flash of fire and rushed towards him. shoot!

"Hey..." Voldemort rolled over to avoid the curse and then fell to the ground, blood spilled from his waist, and his wand flew far away.

Is this the ability that a young wizard should have?

"Harry!" The Order of the Phoenix cheered, confidence and joy surging in their bodies like hormones.

The Death Eaters took a shoving step forward, and the Order confronted them with their wands raised.

"Harry Potter is a traitor to the Order of the Phoenix, you have already abandoned him!" Ponte roared, baring his teeth. "Did you just think of him now? Do you think he came to save you?"

"Stop dreaming, Dumbledore." He twisted his scarred face. "Your savior is now the Dark Lord!"

yes!Everyone froze for an instant, as if Harry Potter's betrayal was still vivid in their memory.That boy is powerful and ruthless, he once seriously injured Dumbledore and a bunch of Aurors and turned the whole situation around...

Not only is he a betrayer, but he is also rumored to be a split from the Dark Lord.

"Fart!" Ron blushed and his eyes widened. "That's all your tricks! It's you who framed him!"

"Harry! Harry!" Ginny screamed too. "You have to explain, you are from the Order of the Phoenix! Harry!"

……

"It's too late..." Dumbledore looked at the boy as if no one else was there, his eyes were full of eagerness, and his fingers tightened violently by his side.

The battlefield instantly became chaotic in a duel, and the chaos was chaotic. Neither side took the initiative to cross a certain line to start the war.In this extremely chaotic battlefield, they can only wait with courage, waiting for a miracle or bad luck...

look!He easily defeated him, using the magic power in his body to crush him wantonly!

Harry raised his wand and looked at Voldemort on the ground, the joy and madness in his heart rushed towards him like waves, one wave after another, just like the sea seen in the illusion, the blood-red sea cheered Rush ashore, soar through the clouds, drown the reefs and hollies, and cover the world!

"Look at how you look." Harry felt his voice trembling, and excitement was also leaping on his tongue, which raised the corners of his mouth and pulled out an unfamiliar smile. "Look at you Voldemort."

"I'm going to kill you."

Revenge, revenge, revenge.

Kill him, kill him, kill him!

The surging malice and hatred instantly overwhelmed him!

but……

Didong...

The familiar heavy rain came from the nightmare, this time he didn't repel it anymore, and he didn't want to repel it anymore, he just opened up all the defenses and broke all the seals, and accepted everything with pleasure.He seemed to hear the beating of his heart in the clattering sound, one by one, getting louder and faster!It was like knocking on the eardrum, the sound was so rapid and intense!

He seems to have returned to that memory, the heavy rain, those screams and hatred, they never let him go!And he never forgot!

Escape, escape, he has escaped for so long, he can no longer escape his memory!

Then... let's fall!

Then fall...

……

Harry raised his arm and aimed it at the people on the ground again, and the scarlet red that became more intense almost overflowed from the cold pupils.

"Look, you still can't hold it, Harry Potter."

"Do you want to devour me?" Voldemort grinned. "Just like I devoured my Horcruxes, the strong devour the weak, and I will also become a victim, in order to make you stronger..."

"No." Harry raised his empty eyes, but his tone was full of cruelty. "I'm just here for revenge."

"Really?" Voldemort looked at him and smiled. "Desperate? Can you guarantee the results you want?"

Everyone gradually quieted down, and everyone seemed to be nailed to the spot by a curse, looking at the two people standing there as if they were watching a ridiculous stage play. On the stage, the actors on the stage staged bloody revenge scenes...

Everyone is waiting for this scene to end, some expect it to become a grand rebirth ceremony, and some expect it to become a graveyard where darkness is buried.

"You've heard..." The black-haired boy tilted his head and gave a smirk.

"Soul separation?"

"Crack." Hermione crushed the ice behind her feet.

Voldemort's scarlet pupils widened. "what you up to?"

"Tell me, if I apply soul separation and heart-breaking to the same person..." Harry said nonchalantly, but his voice became hoarse and cold.

"What will happen?"

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"This is a monster." Cedric shook his head and said in a muffled voice with red eyes. "He's definitely not Harry Potter..."

The ice cone formed by the wind and chill shattered the tail sound, and the monster raised its arm amidst sucking sounds.

This boy is going to kill the Dark Lord with the cruelest means, and everyone knows that this boy is going to kill this monster, this monster with a bad heart... The boy is going to kill the monster with monster methods.

Monsters are going to kill monsters...

The performance of monsters and monsters left the audience speechless at a loss.

"Soul separation." As the cold voice fell, a beam of cold light sank into Voldemort's body.

The pupils of the people on the ground were suffocated, and the smile on the corner of their mouths expanded even more.

"Deadly born..." murmured Voldemort, fixing longing eyes on the boy. "Is he the winner?"

When your obsession is let go, that is the moment when I become me...

"Stop Potter!" Professor McGonagall yelled fiercely. She turned around and shot a death curse at Voldemort in the momentary surprise of everyone!

She wanted to kill Voldemort, who was powerless!Before Harry makes a move!

Before Harry unleashes his plan!

The Death Eaters screamed to stop them, they raised their wands in a panic, the Dark Lord could only be killed by the Dark Lord.

Screams, footsteps...

noisy...

"Pfft..." Harry dispelled the death curse in the air instantly.

"I want you to be troublesome!" Harry raised his wand and drew a circle in the air, and the pale golden light completely separated the crowd from them.

……

"Look, can I help you get revenge, Harry Potter?" The sea of ​​blood covered his ankles, and someone breathed in his ear.

"This world does not belong to you, Harry Potter...you are just a lonely soul, you should have returned to your own world long ago..."

"Kill him, kill the person who killed your relatives, friends and lover! Do what you want to do, fulfill your long-cherished wish!"

……

"Then... go where you should go..."

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"Harry Potter!" He wanted to turn himself into a devil, he had completely lost his mind...Dumbledore clenched his wand and then relaxed, he couldn't do anything, just like the enemy army on the opposite side didn't do anything, they all They shouldn't be involved in this drama, this is a drama that can affect the situation of the battle, and they can't force the drama to end early!

"No one can stop me..." Harry listened to the voices that called out to him, those voices seemed to come from a deep well, and the echoes were gradually dissipated in the sound of rain...

There is nothing in his world, and he can't hear anything.

Hate, torture, and death, that's all.

Harry's eyes met those red eyes with his wand.

"Drilling heart..."

"Potter!" came a voice, from the noisy breath, and seemed to come from memory, with a familiar ironic tone.

Who?

Harry's voice caught in his throat.

whose voice?

Immediately came a horrific scream, which also came from memory, like a ghost who came to take his life, these two voices cut through the sound of the heavy rain, intertwined in the ear, intensified, Cover the heartbeat, cover the rain, and finally cover the whole world!

"Harry... Potter..." Draco called again, his voice lost in the din of the crowd.

what happened?what happened?Draco rushed back to Hogwarts in embarrassment and saw this scene. He looked for this bastard everywhere!He knew it, he knew it!He knew that this bastard would go back and be his savior if he had the ability!

But no one noticed him at the moment, and everyone focused on the semicircular golden mask.

Harry Potter was locked inside, and the Dark Lord... It was like a sacrifice, so many people surrounded them, and his boy was locked up with something dangerous!They locked Harry and the Dark Lord together!They want to kill him!They all wanted to kill him!

Draco felt his heart being squeezed hard, and he ran quickly towards the battlefield, like a hungry man seeing an apple.

Harry's face suddenly became painful, and he suddenly bent down to cover his abdomen, and the convulsions swam through his body like an electric current...

He seems to have forgotten something.

What is it?

"Harry Potter." There was a voice in my head, it was a girl's voice.The voice was as clear as spring water, and it flowed in my mind. "You still haven't kept something important."

"look."

Suddenly Harry could see, and he was back on the beach again, and the red tide rolled across the shore again, turbulent and surging.

"Something has begun to erode." The voice sounded without any emotion.

"I can't save you."

The flood flooded over the ankles, crushing the ending sound.

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"Draco!" A woman screamed, and Draco was spotted by Narcissa before he could run to Harry.

His mother ran over and hugged him fiercely.

"Draco, Draco, Draco, Draco, Draco, Draco, Draco..." she kept saying.

"You're okay, you're okay..." Narcissa kissed his forehead and stroked his back with her hands.

who?Harry turned his head sharply, meeting those startled gray eyes abruptly.The heart seemed to be hit hard, this person, didn't this person die?Died in that rain...but how is he still here, if he is still here...and what am I doing?

Didong...

His mind was clear for a moment, like a piece of ice slipped from his throat and fell into his body. After a severe shudder, he began to feel that his vision gradually became clearer.

All the voices could be heard suddenly, Hermione's heart-piercing yelling, Sirius cursing at Snape, the screaming and panic of the Death Eaters, people were making noise around him , like heavy rain, but the sound of the rain has stopped, stopped...

The nightmare is over...

It's all over...

The red in Harry's eyes suddenly began to fade, and he stood where he was, breathing deeply, his ears filled with the sound of his heartbeat.

"Harry!" someone yelled in horror.

Harry looked up, and in the moment he lost his mind, Voldemort had regained his wand.

But what's the use of that?

Harry raised his wand and pointed it at the Dark Lord who was about to fight to the death.

The first curse canceled the opponent's death curse.

The second curse sank into Voldemort's body with a surge of green light.

No matter who he is, the result will not change.

Like if I become stronger, then you have to die.

Voldemort fell backwards, the redness in his eyes like peeling red paint, dead still, everything dead.

As if in slow motion, his body began to shatter, and the golden mask also began to shatter, like a crystal ball smashed on the ground in school, turning into smoke and slag together.

Everything happened very quickly, but everyone saw it clearly.

The Dark Lord is dead.

Casual, simple, dead.

No one cheered, no one panicked, everyone looked uncomfortably at the boy standing there, the boy who had easily killed the Dark Lord.

"Master." Bellatrix licked her lips and looked at him carefully.

The powerful Dark Lord obliterates the weak Dark Lord, and the inferior ones are always easy to be eliminated.

Harry turned around and looked at Dumbledore, his dark green pupils were pale and lifeless.

"You promised me, Professor." Harry said hoarsely, shaking his head with a tear in his voice. "I can't control it anymore..."

"Harry." Draco broke away from Narcissa's embrace, ran over in three steps and hugged him from behind!

"Harry..." Draco murmured, something frighteningly uneasy rose in his body, and his nose couldn't help turning sour. "Let's get out of here, shall we..."

Don't run away, okay?

"Ah..." Harry snorted and squatted down, hugging his body in pain.

"Please." Harry looked at Dumbledore again, pleading eyes.

"A great rebirth." Bellatrix looked at the green smoke that disappeared in the wind, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually became warmer. "We will witness together!"

The Death Eaters were all gearing up. The death of the Dark Lord didn't affect them at all. Expectations are worse than remembrance!

As for death and life.

The rebirth of the Dark Lord.

Dumbledore raised his arm, pointing the tip of his staff at the black-haired youth on the ground.

"No!" Ponte's complexion changed dramatically. "He wants to kill the Dark Lord!"

The Death Eaters burst into flames in an instant, they rushed from the opposite side like a flood, and the magic spells were shot out from the tip of their wands one by one in an instant!

The war is also starting at this moment!

"Avada Kedavra!"

The spell shot from the hand of the old man with the white beard was like an arrow that no one could shake. But it still didn't help, they were smashed into spots by invisible things before they got close!

"No!" Bella hissed, the spell seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, one end was on the old man and the other end was on the boy. Once the spell was cast, no one could change its trajectory.

"No!" someone screamed.

Snape shook his head on the battlefield, he stayed close to Dumbledore, blocking those spells that missed him.

Is this what they agreed to that night?Snape's eyes flickered, was this the magical oath they made that night?

On that restless night, at that ordinary party, the boy came out of the portrait with a lantern as he had done so many nights before.

Candlelight, cobwebs, the smell of milk tea and crackling sparks from the charcoal fire... It was a wartime night, the day the Dark Lord saw his clues and changed his previous plan, which almost caused Hogwarts to fall...

He remembered it so well because that day was the last time Harry Potter drank his potion, and he hadn't had the chance to drink his own potion since that day...

And the goodbye that day was really goodbye, and goodbye was just a different thing.

In fact, at that time Harry realized that his body could no longer be saved by potions, right?

But he was normal then.

He began to recall that night uncontrollably.

"I have something to talk to..." The boy glanced at him flickeringly, his emerald green eyes were shining like stars under the candlelight, and he talked to himself cautiously. "Professor Dumbledore tell me..."

"I'll see you later," said Snape, who glanced at Harry before his eyes fell on Dumbledore. "I'll go down and meet Kingsley first."

He opened the door and looked back at the boy, who was still looking at him, his eyes twinkling.

"Goodbye." The voice was drowned in the thick heating.

……

In fact he didn't leave right away that night, but hid in a dark corner and watched them.

Listening to their intermittent conversations, around Harry himself, around those inexplicable futures...

He didn't remember or hear everything clearly, he only remembered that Dumbledore's eyes were rarely red, he had never seen the old man sad, but he saw that day, the old man was old like a general behind the candlelight dead man.

They also signed an ancient magical oath to this end.

"If, I mean if." He remembered a sentence from Harry Potter, how similar it was to the current scene, with the same cry and helplessness. "Professor, if I beg you, you must do it... This is the only thing I ask you to do."

"There won't be a child like that one day."

"I know, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day it will happen."

It seemed that all the sadness and fear were slowly dissipated on that night surrounded by heating and candlelight, so they were able to show no timidity at the critical moment.

……

But the day has come, Snape thought.

Here comes your worst fears, Harry Potter.

You did it too, didn't you?Dumbledore.

That beam of green light is an agreement after a time interval. It shoots towards the target along the silk thread extended from the contract, and no one can change it.

The Death Curse sank into Harry's body amidst the screams one after another, with overwhelming power.

No one could stop it, even Draco roared and dragged him off the track of the cursed voyage.

And the moment the spell entered Harry's body, Draco felt his arms sink violently, as if he had been hit hard by something. The thing not only hit his body, but accidentally It hit his heart, and the heart just fell like that, sinking into the bottomless darkness.

what!After a moment of stupor, he hugged the bastard in his arms tightly.

What have they done to you!

Why, why can't I escape?

Snowflakes leaked from the white sky and were blown about by the wind.

I said don't come back again, why didn't you listen to me?

Draco felt the sensation of his hair rubbing against his neck, as well as those cold touches and the heat that quickly faded from his hands, and there was no sadness or pain in his heart, only fear, boundless fear.

Someone ran by, someone cast a spell at him, and someone helped him block the spell...

He really regrets, regrets, regrets, Draco thought dully, regretting why he passed out in the tent that day, where he lost his boy...

Because once lost, he can never find it again...

he really...

So sorry.

The Death Eaters went mad instantly, and the Dark Lord was killed!It is thorough!

"Pfft, puff, puff..." The black figures began to flee continuously. The war had just begun, and the black wizards began to disperse like a flock of birds.

Almost all of the Order of the Phoenix was mobilized. Without Voldemort, the Death Eaters were no different from scattered sand, and the battlefield instantly became a one-sided situation.

Before the remnant snow had had time to melt away, new snow began to fall again.Dumbledore suddenly collapsed on the ground, the hand holding the wand was still shaking.

This circle is over...

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"Harry!"

Draco felt that there were people around him, they were holding daggers like robbers, with grim faces, trying to stretch out their arms to pull him.

"Go away!" Draco cursed through gritted teeth, his lower eyelids were red with anger or pain. "Go away! You are all going to die!"

No one is allowed to rob me!Kill anyone who robs me!

But he still felt that someone was constantly calling the name Harry Potter, someone was crying, someone was pulling, someone was pushing him...

"Let him go! Malfoy!" Another irritating sob.

Draco pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it on the arm closest to him. He felt the blood spattered on his face, and the disgusting feeling with a fishy smell was churning in his body. The other party immediately screamed and walked away. he.

"Go away!" Draco threw the bloody dagger aside and raised his wand to aim at the evil spirits who wanted to approach him.

The tip of the staff is glowing with flames intertwined with magic power, no one should approach him!

No one can take him away.

The cold wind blows snowflakes in the spell-streaked air, the smell of gunpowder smoke, mud, faint smell of blood, and the strong smell of ice and snow...

"Hey, Scarhead." Draco murmured softly, not knowing who he was talking to. "It seems to be snowing..."

"Get up soon."

As if they were still in the tent, the green-eyed boy had witnessed the first snow of the year with him.On the day of the first snowfall, the charcoal stove in the tent was still emitting sparks, and the hot water and sandwiches in the teapot on the table were still emitting light smoke.

The boy in a thick felt cloak lifted the curtain from the outside, and the familiar smell of ice and snow swam freely into the tent through the fur edge of the curtain, and then melted in the heating.

He laughed and shouted inside.

"Get up soon, Scarhead."

The boy on the bed wrinkled his face, squinted his emerald green eyes and peeked out from under the quilt.

"Look, it's snowing."

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What is death?When the green light sank into his body with the breath of death, Harry felt it again.

Sinking... darkness... the body seems to be sinking and floating like a piece of dust, sinking and floating in nothingness...

No pain, no consciousness, just a dark chaos of nothingness, if he had vision at all.

The chaotic war, roars, wailing, the rustling of spells, the sound of magic colliding in the air, as well as the memories that kept tormenting him... all seemed to leave him and drift away into the distance.

The first death was in heavy rain, and the second death was in snow.

He seemed to be able to hear the sound of his body breaking down, just like that, accompanied by Tom Riddle's unwilling scream.

When his consciousness was in charge, the soul film at that time had no way to erode his soul, and he was the only one who suffered the pain of soul and body.But now, after merging with the soul piece, most of his soul has begun to be eroded, but at this time, he doesn't feel any pain.

So what?

But he died anyway.

What will be in the darkness, Harry perceives the bottomless darkness, will he still see time?

That mysterious and dangerous thing.

Whether he escaped or not, he couldn't leap.

He felt the darkness and loneliness there, and memories flashed before his eyes like a movie.

He really didn't want to die!He still has so many things he hasn't done, and so many promises he hasn't fulfilled...

"The time is coming." After an unknown amount of time, a voice whispered in his ear.

How mysterious, that voice came again, accompanied from the previous life to this life.

But the next moment he was shocked, he saw that long golden river coming from the end of the darkness, intertwined like before, dazzling!Not from above him, not from below him, not anywhere!

Instead... rushing towards him!

The long river is flooding towards him, and wherever it goes, the darkness will have nowhere to hide!

"The Elder Wand never kills its true master."

said the voice again.

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The next chapter will be the finale ⊙_⊙