HP leap time

When Harry woke up again, he was awakened by a knock on the door.He blinked his emerald eyes and sat up, trying to smooth out his fringed hair, but of course it didn't work.

He rolled over and got out of bed, and turned back to cover the little blood that Draco had rubbed on the sheets with the quilt.

When he opened the door slowly, there was a flash of impatience on the other side's face.

"Harry, everyone is waiting for you." Angelina looked serious, her hair tied back tightly.

Harry pursed his lips, looked at Angelina's pale face and said "Sorry"

No one will be without pressure in war, there are no smiles or jokes here, only the maturity and calmness that is forced out.

Harry followed her around the stairs, and the portraits all the way looked at them in silence, as if in collective mourning.The sky at Hogwarts was gray, and the hanging candles kept shedding tears along the trajectory of the bats.

The meeting was held in the Great Hall, where almost all the members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors who had been sent before were present, including the collective teachers of course.There were only sixth and seventh grade students mixed together, no Slytherin students, they were all locked in the cellar.Harry soon found Hermione and Ron, who were sitting among the DA members.

Harry was seated quickly, and his friends all looked up at him worriedly.

"I'm fine, I just overslept."

Harry whispered to them.

"Harry, you missed a lot." Hermione said quickly, "They sorted out the list of dead, and those who were seriously injured and unable to fight. And we have sung condolences for the heroes who died"

"Sorry, I was too deep in sleep to hear you." Harry felt a little ashamed.

"It was Professor McGonagall's idea. She knew you were very tired. I told her that we took the initiative to stay up all night to make those potions in private, using what Snape left for you before he died." Hermione blinked slyly. , "She always thought that you had acquired Professor Snape's ulterior inheritance."

"Merlin, what an easy excuse to debunk?" Harry's eyes widened in disbelief.

"But they couldn't think of any other reason. After all, we were the only ones who witnessed the death of the professor."

"..." Harry was silent, he stroked the mahogany tabletop.The memory in his mind is clear and bright. He will never forget the eyes the professor looked at him before he died. The eyes were vivid and full of emotion, just like seeing his happiest time.Harry knew that what he saw was not himself, but the woman with eyes as bright as the sun... He longed for the mother he would never see in his life.

Harry looked towards Professor McGonagall, who was presiding over the long table, and the professor gave him an approving smile after receiving his gaze.

Harry reluctantly returned one, which was Draco's contribution. Harry felt like a thief, carrying the aura that others deserved, but he couldn't do anything.

The meeting discussed the next strategic plan, focusing on consolidating the magic circle and defense, attacking while ensuring their own safety, protecting the castle, and attacking all enemies who want to get close to Hogwarts.

And some strategic deployment work.

At the end of the meeting, they talked about absconding in batches.

"Of course, Voldemort has surrounded here, and apparition can't go far after passing through the magic circle. This is the disadvantage of the magic circle." Professor McGonagall fumbled with his fingers and thought, "The two people who broke through the magic circle before and sent here There is no news now."

"It's really strange. They can reach the Ministry of Magic directly. Even the Ministry of Magic should have noticed it long ago, but there has been no reinforcements for a long time." Mr. Weasley said with a frown. "Has the Ministry of Magic turned to the dark side?"

As soon as the voice fell, the hall suddenly became tense, and a few people gasped.

"Impossible!" A black-haired Auror Harry was not familiar with jumped up, "Although our team was sent in advance to protect Hogwarts, we may not know the situation there, but as Aurors It is impossible to commit such a disgrace, and I trust the Ministry."

"Ogland is right! We believe in the Ministry of Magic," the other Aurors responded.

"Of course, we believe in the Ministry of Magic, and we also believe in Kingsley. Otherwise, Voldemort wouldn't have been so slow." Fleur took Bill's hand and clasped her fingers tightly.

"It's possible that the Ministry of Magic is facing a crisis like ours. Or anywhere else, anywhere that poses a crisis for Voldemort," suggested Bill, blinking his blue eyes as he looked around at those who were lost in thought at his words.

This topic has not been carried on for a long time, after all, no one can know what is going on outside

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Soon, there was talk of portkeys for moving students to a safe place.

Of course, the first-year students will be the first batch, but whether to go abroad and the production of portkeys have caused controversy.

Suddenly! The meeting was interrupted and Filch staggered in.

"Yes... it's coming..." He was out of breath, his dirty hair was hanging on his face, and his crutch hand trembled. "About 50 people... didn't hide, they directly formed a team and approached... in the direction of the Black Lake." After finishing speaking, Filch slumped to the ground.

The crowd was in awe.

"It seems that Voldemort thinks highly of us." Harry whispered, his green eyes cold but determined.Hermione and Ron also stood up, looked out, and remained silent.

"Faster than expected, everyone is fighting according to the original plan!" The professors quickly acted, "Remember, be careful first."

The students served as the rear guard, and Harry and Ron quickly returned to their positions.

The sun shone on the black lake with golden ripples, and the tree shadows were cut into countless pieces and scattered on the lake.

"I can't believe I used to sleep in this tree in the afternoon." Ron said bitterly, but now they are going to use this tree as a base to cast spells on those Death Eaters who slip through the net.

Harry pushed aside the fan-like leaves and looked out of the magic circle.The Death Eaters stopped ten meters away from the magic circle and confronted the soldiers on the front line.

When they bothered to break a hole in the magic circle, the spells of the members of the Order would sink into them.

The war begins the moment the Dark Mark rises into the sky.The Death Eaters immediately scattered in an orderly manner, and the spell fell into the magic circle like fireflies.

Harry and Ron worked very well together, not a single Death Eater slipped through the front lines.Even helped Hagrid stun those shameless villains who wanted to sneak up on him.

The Dark Mark covered most of the sunlight, and a faint leaden gray covered the battlefield.

The smell of rust, burning, and a faint smell of blood...

Red and green rays of light, fluttering robes, dodging figures, muffled groans, explosions, groans, groans...

Everyone's nerves were tightly tense, and the injured ones retreated behind the scenes, and the substitutes took over...

The war ended when the Dark Mark dissipated, and the Death Eaters seemed to have received the signal and left in a panic.

Harry tried to keep an eye on the Death Eaters who had been sent throughout the war, thankfully he didn't see the familiar pale blond hair, but he couldn't help worrying about his whereabouts.

"Harry!" Hermione and Ginny rushed towards them, her eyes were red and her lips were bitten blue. "Are you all right?"

"Our side is fine." Harry put his arm around Ron's shoulders. "Your boyfriend is excellent!"

Hermione still couldn't help laughing, and as the smile bloomed, tears flowed from her eyes.

"You idiots." She threw her arms around them.

"Oh, I'm going to be strangled by my girlfriend."

Ron pretended to roll his eyes.

"See Draco?" Hermione whispered in their ears, and Harry shook his head.

"Okay." Hermione let them go, "The heroes are going home."

Ginny gave her brother a kiss on the cheek, she turned her head and gave Harry a sweet smile, and then did nothing.

Harry pushed his glasses, thankfully, he didn't develop with Ginny, otherwise he might not even be able to be friends.

In this war, it is gratifying that there were no deaths, and very few were seriously injured.While everyone was relaxing, they felt a little more anxious about the future.There are more and more secrets hidden in the dark, and everyone is more confused.They are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, gaining a short period of peace before the storm.

Harry thought that if Merlin allowed it, he would rather give up his own life in exchange for everyone's safety. Seeing the unconcealed worry and forced indifference in everyone's eyes, he was always in pain.

In the war, every day is very luxurious, and every day greatly changes a person, and even the metabolism of cells is accelerated.The magic power grows, and the spell becomes stronger every time... The war squeezes everyone's potential, but consumes their remaining warmth and sense of belonging to the world.

If there is still a chance, Harry wants to go back to the bad situation with Hermione and Ron, have a hearty Quidditch in the countryside, and chase goblins in the yard...

Maybe there's still a chance to befriend the blond young man...

These were the only wishes Harry had.