HP leap time

The brief silence ended quickly, and the girl raised her face.

"You don't have to reject me so much," she said. "When you don't know anything."

"No, I know." Harry looked at him warily. "I know who you are."

"so what?"

"I don't know what your purpose is, and I don't need something worth pursuing at all costs." Harry raised his head and replied indifferently. "Everything is superfluous to me."

Including meeting you.

"No." The girl's tone carried a tinge of irritating incredulity. "You're just covering up your cowardice with unfamiliar arrogance." Looking at Harry's furrowed brows, he continued proudly. "Nothing can be hidden from Cecilia."

"You're just afraid of the future, sir." She said politely, but her tone was indescribably indifferent.

You are only afraid of the future, you are only afraid of the future... With these words again, Harry clenched his other fist angrily, but couldn't restrain his body from trembling.

"So after knowing my identity, your mood has changed..."

"Pure rejection is mixed with fear and resistance." The black pupils became bigger, and there was nothing inside. "You are afraid of me, you are afraid that the secret will be discovered, you are afraid that the situation will not change as you imagined, you are afraid... everything will repeat the same mistakes."

Harry felt a little weak in his arms, and gradually seemed to be bewitched, and a sense of fear began to appear in his heart.

"I'm just a passer-by." There was an indescribable smile hidden in the corners of the girl's eyes. "You don't have to vent your fears on me."

"What do you want..." Harry began to be afraid, and Draco felt it deeply beside him, his breath had begun to be a little disordered, and his tone was showing signs of venting.what is itThose inexplicable words?The damned indestructible bastard in front of him seemed to be tearing apart inch by inch, and all because of a few words from a mysterious person.

"Time, I want time." She stretched out her hand, the red pendant danced on her wrist, emitting a permeating red light in the moonlight, singing as if performing a drama. "The Holy Son knows the fate of people, but he will die early."

"I want to know, how did you cheat time to come here?"

Harry was silent for a while. She knew her present, but not her past, but it was obvious that she knew that there was a soul in her body that didn't belong here.His eyes flickered for a long time, and then he spoke as if in compromise.

"Death," he said, and smiled a little maliciously. "If that's what you want, it's death, and only death can escape time, stand still outside time."

Almost at the same time, the man's face paled instantly after hearing this sentence, and the disappointment and disbelief could not be concealed in his blue pupils.

"You're lying." The man denied him.

"You know I don't." Harry frowned. "No one is beyond death! You are deceiving yourself."

"How is that possible?" he murmured.

"There is no such thing as controlling time in this world, is there?" Harry said. "Who can fool time? Things like time... are not as reliable as alchemy... if you want to live forever."

"No...no." He looked at the seemingly indifferent girl beside him in a complicated way and said annoyedly. "Nothing can change fate, I should have believed..."

Harry looked at the girl who had nothing to do with him, she just shook her hand, feeling the wrist bead jumping on her skin.

He's still not quite sure how much this seer knows about him, mysterious, yet seemingly indifferent to everything.But fortunately, she doesn't seem to be that interested in her own affairs.

Then, if she doesn't have what she wants, some things should be over.

"But." The man didn't let go of his raised hand, he narrowed his blue eyes and looked at him dangerously, Harry couldn't help but feel chilled. "I at least..."

"Harry Potter." The girl froze in place again, hastily interrupting the tense conversation.

Harry's body trembled, and the familiar appearance made him feel frightened for a moment.

Her pupils stared straight at Harry, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed, and the wind passing through the tower seemed to thicken.

The last time it was like this was the horror of being spied on, but this time Harry's anger was suppressed by surprise before it arose.

There is no feeling of being spied on at all, is it my own Occlumency?

No... not right!

Occlumency has no effect on her!Until now, he still feels sorry for the flood-like snooping last time. The existence of this beyond normal wizard is always scary.

It's because she didn't spy on herself at all!

"Harry Potter..." The small voice came out from the thick gauze, inaudible.

Suddenly, the girl trembled as if she had seen something terrible, and she opened her empty and dry eyes wide in horror.

"Stop!" The man said in a rare panic. "Stop it, Cecilia!"

Things seemed to develop in another strange direction, Draco took a deep breath, his head was full of doubts, but his body didn't dare to relax.

Stranger, Harry Potter's secret, time... behind each of these nouns are dragging huge mysteries and secrets he doesn't understand.Everything has nothing to do with him, but everything seems worth exploring for him...

Inadvertently, the palms were already wet with cold sweat, and the corners of his mouth trembled. Looking at the thin but straight back in front left, he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.Something seemed to change in his heart. Under his unconscious consciousness, with the danger he had never encountered before, with the gradual acceptance of his own incompetence and weakness, with the positioning of the world and himself, With some kind of impulse to pursue...began to plant a stubborn seed, buried in a deep corner, and grew secretly.

"What's the matter with her?" Still holding his wand, Harry tried to take a step forward.

The girl showed a dying expression, her eyes closed, and a huge wave of sadness swept over them, almost engulfing them completely.

"Cecilia..." The man leaned over and hugged her hastily, as if hugging a delicate and precious vase, and murmured. "Be obedient, be obedient, just like before, just like before..."

The girl opened her eyes in pain, her wet eyelashes were stuck together, and tears were streaming down her face.

"Remember who you are." Cecilia spoke, her voice was unexpectedly fragile.Looking at the bewildered Harry, he said struggling. "Remember who you are...if you decide to change your destiny change everything."

The moonlight fell thinly into the tears and spread on the surface of the pupils, Harry felt for the first time that there was a faint light in her eyes.

"I'm leaving," she said again, burying her head in the man's arms as if she had made a huge mistake, her platinum-blond hair dulled. "But we will meet again, when you want to find me, or..." Her body trembled. "When you are beyond redemption..."

The man in black turned his head and glanced at Harry with those deep blue eyes, turned around almost eagerly, jumped lightly, and jumped off the tower.

"Chi——" With the long cry, the black tail feathers stretched in the air and gradually disappeared.

what!Did you walk so crisply?Obviously... obviously they didn't get anything, didn't they?Even Harry could feel that the other party didn't want to end the conversation.It happened very quickly, that strange behavior, Cecilia's sudden strange look, and those strange words she said.It was this episode that changed the direction of the matter and brought him an impenetrable mystery.

What, exactly, did she see or feel?Worth her giving up everything and leaving so eagerly?Harry couldn't figure it out, maybe he couldn't know it... The secret will always be a secret, and whether it was luck or misfortune, he couldn't know it.

The tower was quiet again. Except for the overturned astronomical mirror in the corner and the broken glass, there was almost no evidence to prove that there was a battle here.

Harry put down his sore arm stiffly, and every inch of breath he inhaled into his body was as painful as a knife.

Draco bit his lip and cast a warming spell on the man with frozen green skin, he didn't want to be accused of killing the Savior.

"Draco?" Harry looked back at him hesitantly. The latter hid half of his face in a thick silver-green scarf, leaving only a pair of eyes that could not see through emotions.

"There are so many things that happened today..." Harry hesitated, touching his head in embarrassment.

"Don't be stupid, Scarhead." Draco frowned, and there was still tension in his voice that was too late to retract. "I will not forgive you."

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