HP leap time

The sky is light blue, the clouds are thinly spread on it, and the sun shines golden spots through the leaves.

Draco and his friends walked down the slope to the big stupid professor's cabin, where they had a class on the care of magical animals this afternoon.

The pale blond-haired boy was actively playing with a broken gadget in his arms, which reflected diamond-like light in the sun.

"So you stole the savior's glasses?" Pansy tilted her head, looking at the broken glasses in Draco's hands. Its rotten frames were distorted and the lenses were broken, as if stepped on by a giant. Like too.

"I picked it up." Draco stuffed it into an empty pocket and looked up at his friends. "How can it be called stealing?"

"So in order to remember a failed date, you want to leave yourself a souvenir?" Pansy smiled sweetly, pinning her hair back, ignoring his explanation.

"I'm only indirectly saving Potter's aesthetic."

Draco snorted coldly, raised his head and took a few steps forward in disdain, Goyle and Crabbe followed him closely.

Not far in front of them, there were three familiar figures walking in the sunlight.

The Gryffindor trio, an iron triangle that can never seem to be dismantled.

Blaise leaned towards Pansy, winked at her, and whispered behind Draco's back

"How about a bet?" He blinked calculatingly, "Whether Draco will find trouble with the Savior."

Pan Xi gave him a disgusted look, then turned her head to look at the thin figure not far away, with scattered black hair shining in the air.

"I never take a bet that I can lose."

Harry was in a good mood listening to Ron talking about the divination class.

"You don't know, Harry, you don't realize it," Ron said swearing. "She's really scary! She also predicted Neville's death. Look at Neville, he hasn't recovered yet. But Dean said that Professor Trelawney is an old liar. Can't jump to conclusions, can you? It's a pity you missed this lesson, Harry."

"I think it's a pity too." Harry pursed his lips and smiled, his emerald green eyes gleaming narrowly in the sunlight. "It's a pity," he repeated.

"I don't think, Harry, I think you should be glad you didn't go to that class. It's really a nonsensical class." Hermione frowned, obviously annoyed that she had wasted the whole morning on it.

"Oh! She thinks it again. Like she thinks her ugly cat won't bully poor Scabbers," said Ron in a sinister tone, squinting at Hermione.

"Ron!" Hermione's brown eyes sparkled. "Why do you think so?"

The atmosphere was not very good, and Harry smiled helplessly.

"Hi, Potter."

The long, toned voice came from behind, and the warm sunlight filled the tone with a touch of laziness.

Harry turned back in response, his green eyes smiled the moment they touched the person coming, and the projection of his eyelashes trembled accordingly, making his pupils sparkle more and more, even though there was no expression on his face .

Almost unconsciously, Harry almost blurted out a sentence.

you are back!Draco.

Fortunately, I held back and didn't make myself look like a fool.

"Didn't your relatives take you back, Potter?" Draco sneered, crossing his chest, his gray-blue eyes glowing with silver. He looked back at Goyle and Crabbe, and found that they looked like Standing behind him like a wall, his head was raised even higher. "Are you sure you don't need to go home to recuperate your fragile little body? I still remember that you fainted twice yesterday!"

"Oh! Shut up! Malfoy." Harry said pretending to scold, but the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.

Draco showed his canine teeth playfully, and he slowly approached Harry, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually widening.

As Draco got closer, Harry could almost see each of his eyelashes glowing in the sunlight.

"Look! There's a dementor behind you! Potter!" Draco pointed at Harry's back, and started to back away with messy steps.

Subconsciously, the three of Harry turned their heads.

Nothing.

Then the back of the head was hit hard by a chestnut.

……pain……

Unexpectedly, it fell into the trap.

Harry covered his head and gave Draco a hard look, and Draco held Goyle's shoulder with a bright smile on his face.

Forget it, I won't pursue it seeing you smiling so happily.

Harry grabbed Ron who was about to give Draco the middle finger, glanced back at Draco who was enjoying himself, turned around and continued walking forward.

Blaise pointed helplessly at the blond boy in a good mood, and then made a face at Pansy.

After a small episode, it improved the relationship between Ron and Hermione-they complained about Draco together.

I don't know if it's good or bad... Harry thought dazedly.

After seeing Hagrid come to class with some hippogriffs on a leash, intense unease began to play in Harry's mind.

Hagrid admired these dangerous animals as much as ever.

After introducing the various taboos about the Hippogriff, Hagrid hesitated and asked if any of them wanted to go forward and have a try.

No one was willing to risk himself, Harry looked helplessly at Hagrid, who was looking at him expectantly.

Well, here he goes again.

"I'll try." He stood up, looking much calmer than before.

The people behind all started discussing nervously in low voices.

Hagrid excitedly pulled out a Hippogriff, and if I remembered correctly, this was Buckbeak.

Familiar friends!

Under Hagrid's repeated guidance, Harry bent down and exposed the back of his neck to it. Even if he came here once, he still couldn't help worrying that if this guy was in a bad mood, he would give him a clenched neck.

Facts proved that he and Buckbeak still have fate, it bent its scaly front knee and looked at him kindly.

Harry was overjoyed, it felt good to be recognized.Under Hermione's exclamation, he reached out and touched its red beak, and Buckbeak narrowed his big yellow eyes comfortably.

"Just like before." He couldn't help sighing in a low voice. "It would be nice if Draco could be as obedient as you are." Vaguely, he seemed to hear Draco's disdainful mocking sound coming from a distance.

"Great Harry!" Hagrid was pleasantly surprised, and he pressed Harry's shoulders. "You're such a genius! I think he'd be willing to let you ride it."

"I think so." Harry said confidently.He couldn't wait anymore, the feeling of Buckbeak taking him to fly always reminded him.

Harry turned over boldly and sat on the Hippogriff's body, his legs naturally clamped the gap between its wing bones, just like clamping his Firebolt.

"Woo—" couldn't help whispering, Harry stroked the smooth feathers and showed a bright sunny smile.

Just like every warrior likes to step on a horse and fight on the battlefield, the boy who loves to fly also has the passion to overlook the world.

With a hiss, Buckbeak took a few steps on the ground, flapped his gray-white wings twice, tipped his toes, and rushed out towards the sky.

"Good job! Harry!" Hagrid clapped his hands excitedly, as if he was the one sitting on it.

The rapidly generated wind blew away the summer heat. Harry hugged Buckbeak's neck covered with brown feathers, bathed in the sun, and felt that all the stress and unhappiness were moving away from him. It seemed that everything They are full of hope, and flying is such a magical thing.

How long has it been since you flew so happily?It seems like it's been a long time.He emptied everything in his mind, greedily admiring the bird's-eye view of Hogwarts, the rows of banyan trees, the sparkling lake, the exquisite and magnificent castle towers...

"Go! Buckbeak!"

Harry roared excitedly, and the wind carried his voice far away.He stretched out a finger and pointed to the lighthouse not far away. It stood tall at the top and was the highest place in Hogwarts. "Go to that lighthouse!"

"Go to the highest place!"

The sound echoed in the wind, and then merged with the air.

It looked like an old observatory, and Harry rode Buckbeak around it, as if standing on the highest point, the world shrank in his eyes, and the sky seemed to be closer to him.

"Whoa!" Harry screamed as Buckbeak swooped down with him.

What's it like to dive from the top?

That's what it feels like when a soul falls from heaven to earth.

Harry tightened his grip on its neck, feeling the momentary weightlessness, the sound of the wind almost engulfing him, surging in his ears like ocean waves.

Slowly, as the speed decreases, the temperature of the epidermis gradually rises, and I feel the feeling of the sun caressing the body intimately.

An ocean-like water vapor poured into his nose, with a clear salty taste.He opened his eyes and looked at the green lake water around him, which was vast and peaceful, which made people relax immediately.

Buckbeak neighed comfortably and slid on the black lake, causing a burst of golden water splashes...

When Harry came back contentedly riding the Hippogriff, Ron's jaw almost dropped to the ground when he found most people looking at him in admiration.

"Dear little boy." Hagrid muttered happily and put Buckbeak on the metal chain.Harry jumped down lightly and returned to his friend.

"It's so handsome! Dude!" Ron exclaimed unabashedly. "Everyone is wondering if you were thrown into the lake by that monster!"

Harry looked up and smiled brightly, his green eyes shining beautifully.

"I'm holding on tight so nothing happens."

As soon as the words fell, his right eye jumped violently, and he keenly heard something moving and turned his head quickly.

Draco walked towards a hippogriff with an ugly face, his shirt was so white that it dazzled the eye.

Are you jealous?A thought flashed through Harry's mind for a moment.

"Come back! Malfoy!" Harry hurried over there worriedly.

Few people have found a fool who is willing to die to provoke the Hippogriff.

Even when Hagrid found out, the monster had already raised its sharp claws.

"Harry!"

Almost instantly, when Draco thought that he would be half disabled even if he was not dead, someone pushed him to the ground violently.

Before the pain of the body falling to the ground came, the hippogriff neighed and the cloth brocade was forcibly torn apart.

Then, a person rolled down not far away.

There was pain in his waist as if he had been whipped by the Whomping Willow, and Draco's head was still a little dizzy.

"Harry!"

Someone screamed again, calling Harry?Is that Harry Potter?Draco subconsciously looked over, was it Harry Potter lying on the ground writhing like a beast?

"Harry!" Hagrid grabbed the frenzied hippodrome tightly, pulling it back.

Hermione and Ron rushed to get closer to Harry, only to be bounced off by a sting.

"What's going on! What's going on? Harry." Ron said in horror, rubbing his hands.

"Ah—" Harry screamed in horror, his body thrashing on the ground.

pain……

bone pain...

People who have been honed in war will hardly lose their composure for trauma, and Harry is no different.

But this time it made him feel different.

The pain was so different, it seemed like the whole world was shaking.

It seems that the soul hurts first, and then the dick.At this time, the pain doubled layer by layer, and the pain did not decrease but increased.

Gradually, Harry felt that he couldn't disperse his energy to control the magic power in his body, they let out wantonly, staggered and collided in the air.

The hippogriff's claws swung to his back, drawing a long and deep bloodstain, and the blood soaked his shirt along the wound, staining it red, including the rough ground where he struggled, The whole person looked embarrassed and terrifying.

Harry realized that something was really wrong with his body, not a sequela of fatigue.

Why is this happening?

This great pain of separating the soul from the body, this inexplicable phenomenon...

It's so similar to that familiar hate spell.

Under the overwhelming pain, Harry's brain was in a trance for a while, he seemed to hear a cold voice like a snake letter echoing in his ears, ups and downs, from the distant memory Come.

"Have you ever heard of soul separation? Harry Potter."