HP leap time

Harry quickly ran towards the scene of the trouble. It was not easy to go in the opposite direction. He stumbled and nearly tripped over protruding tree roots several times along the way.

The crowd became more concentrated and noisy, and he could see clearly in a short time. In the flames, a group of wizards in black robes wrapped themselves tightly. They gathered together and fired spells at different tents. Devastated.

Harry tried his best to avoid meeting the people from the Ministry of Magic who were rushing over. He bent down and sneaked into the nearby woods, looked around, and quickly determined the situation.

This group of people launched a riot from the east, starting by attacking a family of Muggles guarding the place and starting to destroy it all the way.

According to the development process of the previous life, the person who released the Dark Mark would appear at this time to cause a certain amount of chaos.

Harry squinted his eyes to look at the group of followers, and found that they were not fighting with the troops who came, and they would apparate whenever there was friction.But they all successfully attracted every wizard who could pose a threat to them.

Give the guy who cast the Dark Mark time to recover and escape?

Very successful in diverting the tiger away from the mountain.

Harry moved away from them, his green eyes flickering, and he let go of the drooping gray branches before his eyes and ran to the east, where there were hardly anyone there.

He tried to find places that were not easy to find.There were scorched tree roots and burnt tent residues under his feet. Harry carefully observed every panicked person here, trying to find a familiar figure.If I remember correctly, Crouch Jr. will use the stolen wand to release the Dark Mark at this time.

But how to find it?

At this moment, a blue light rose from the open field with sparse forests, and shot towards the sky without passing a tent tip!

Harry's eyes widened suddenly, no one was more familiar with this breath than him!

Apparated almost immediately, and disappeared in place with a snap.

"Potter!" came the voice rushing from behind Harry, spreading through the rising dust before his body disappeared.

The big boy with pale blond hair was a little disappointed looking at the already empty field in front of him, and the tent not far away was rattling like a frenzied banner in the firelight.I haven't seen him for a summer vacation, and he still can't catch him as always.

Too late to lose, Draco raised his head and looked at the sky in horror.

A large cloud of blue smoke suddenly poured into the pitch-black sky, almost forcibly dispelling the darkness, and the thick smoke with red flames quickly formed, surging in the sky like a convulsing snake, it was indeed a snake!It slowly slipped out of the skull and shuttled freely in the air.

The light blue fog also began to erode from the forest with the force of crusade...

There were screams and gasps all around, and Draco's heart jumped wildly, and the inexplicable excitement leaked out from his eyes full of fear and shock.

No... He suddenly raised his head to look in the direction where Harry disappeared, and then looked at the Dark Mark in the sky.

Has this idiot turned on savior mode again?Draco couldn't help getting nervous, and quickly ran in that direction.

Harry landed behind a tree with entangled branches and roots. He firmly held the wand in his hand. In front of him was a dilapidated brown tent with rusty poles throwing up a shadow. The criminal was Stand in the shadows.

"Who are you!" Harry pointed his wand firmly at the person in the darkness. He was standing under the tattered tent, wearing a black robe, completely unable to judge. "Crouch?"

The Dark Mark on the top of the head began to expand wantonly, and it won't be long before everyone can see it.

"Put down your wand!" Harry snapped. "People from the Ministry of Magic will be here soon, and you can't escape!"

"Are you Harry Potter or..." The other party spoke, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, with vague doubts and confusion, as if he couldn't believe that someone would point a wand at him.

The voice! Harry shuddered, it wasn't Crouch Jr.!

It's the other man! The one in the dream! The guy who found Voldemort!

Then everything is easy to explain, why the Crouch family didn't come, because it wasn't Little Crouch who carried out the task at all!

"I know you!" Harry said through gritted teeth. "I know who you are!"

"Really?" The man came out of the darkness, with a hideous scar on his mocking face, he seemed to be relieved, and his eyes rolled around his face provocatively. "Then you're Harry Potter? Looks like you are . . . nothing compared to the Dark Lord, Harry Potter."

"Expelling your wand!" Harry shook his hand, and the red light hit his chest like an arrow in the eyes of the other party's frightened eyes!

It was too fast! There was no way to resist! The scarfaced man's wand flew out, and his body rolled around a few times, covering his whole body with black residue.

"At least you can't compare with me at all!" Harry gritted his teeth, watching the other party get up in a panic, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

"Haha..." The scar-faced man sneered a few times, with a mysterious mocking smile on his face. "So what if your magical power is strong, after all, you are just a fool who has been played with!"

Harry's eyes froze again, and the magic power kept concentrating on the tip of the wand.

The man suddenly looked into the pale blue mist behind Harry, and the torched eyes began to reveal joyful madness.

Harry's heart beat suddenly and violently, and a chill began to run down his spine.Not because of the ferocious face of the person in front of him, but behind him...

someone!

Damn it! He didn't think of it! He never thought that the other party would have an accomplice!

"Look who we've caught, Ponte." Little Crouch's figure gradually became clear from the fog, and he walked slowly until he got close to Harry, resting his raised wand against the back of his neck. "Harry Potter."

"It really didn't take much effort!" Little Crouch had a strong smell of asphalt on his body, he licked the corner of his mouth, put one hand on Harry's shoulder, and excitedly touched his toes.

"It's all due to me, Ponte." His tone was full of joy. "And I saved you! If I didn't remember to look for you after releasing the disgusting isolation fog, you would just squat in Azkaban and wait for your death."

"Don't forget who found the Dark Lord!" Scarface called Ponte said viciously as he picked up his wand. "At that time, you were still in your father's swaddle, like a baby waiting to be fed, living with a dirty elf!"

Harry felt the hand on his shoulder begin to tighten, and the gasp in his ear was quick and resentful.

"You are nothing more than a forced fugitive, an ignorant and despicable villain, just wait and see, the Dark Lord will abandon you sooner or later..." His voice was hoarse and deep, obviously not daring to say too much for the other party to hear.

"Let's go, those guys are going to be overwhelmed!" said the man named Ponte in front of him with a grin. "Take this kid away!"

Someone behind gave Harry a hard push, Harry staggered, and carefully hid his wand in his sleeve.

"Be careful, Crouch," Ponte said. "This kid is not that simple."

Before he finished speaking, a red light shot out from the fog behind him.

"Pass out!"

The magic spell brought up a puff of blue smoke and sank into the back of little Crouch's neck.

Ponte's voice stuck in his throat, he glanced at little Crouch who fell on the ground, and almost immediately apparated in place mercilessly.

Harry was surprised by the decisiveness of the other party. He turned his head to meet the panicked gaze in the fog. Before he could speak, he swooped down and threw the other party down behind the tree.

Almost at the same time, the personnel from the Ministry of Magic rushed over one by one.

"This is the place of release!" Amos Digory and two dozen wizard officials landed here.

"We're too late," said another witch in a cardigan. "But we have to get rid of those men in black...and this damn isolation fog...I can't see more clearly!"

"The crowd over there is screaming!" someone yelled. "Who can clean things off the top of their heads?"

The Dark Mark on the sky still existed, it soaked a large area of ​​the sky, the blue-gray light remained undiminished, and the dark clouds slowly staggered and moved.

"There's someone here!" exclaimed Mr. Weasley, who spotted little Crouch rolling on the grass. "A comatose guy."

Soon, the officials gathered, and someone picked up his wand to check...

"Check to see if anyone else is around here..."

The dry branches and leaves were crushed by chaotic footsteps, and the crowd began to investigate in a large area regularly.

""DisillusionmentCharm..." Someone murmured in his ear, and then a feeling of clear water pouring from his head to his toes spread all over his body. Draco was surprised to find that he became transparent, and even the dull pain in his back eased. He could feel the beating of his own heart and the heart lying on his body, warm, beating and hitting.

"Put away your wand... Draco." Harry's voice sounded in his ear again, small, like the most intimate whisper.The warm breath seemed to permeate into every cell of his body, and then began to burn and generate heat.Draco looked up at his eyes hidden in the curly black forehead, there were twinkling dark green pupils, familiar and reassuring. "Hide well, don't make any noise, find a chance to get out of here."

Before he could answer, the weight on his body suddenly lightened.

"There's someone over there!" Someone spotted Harry in an instant, Draco stood up in fright, and quickly pulled out his wand, only to find that he couldn't see his arm at all, it had already blended into the environment.

Draco turned over and hid behind a tree, his heart pounding.The dark-haired boy raised his hand to a group of wizards who pointed their wands at him.

"Harry?" Mr. Weasley recognized him, shouted in surprise, and ran quickly to his side. "Why are you here?"

"I got separated from them, Mr. Weasley." Harry said innocently, looking at the wizards who raised their wands at him with disturbed eyes.

"Harry?" a wizard asked suspiciously, "is that Harry Potter?"

"Don't let your guard down, Jack." The witch in the cardigan frowned, she still didn't put down her wand. "We have to check your wand, Mr Potter."

"Well, if you need it." Harry handed out his wand with some reluctance.

A wizard took it, and cast a flashback spell with it, at the behest of the others.

A puff of refreshing smoke came out of the wand, and the witch's eyes flickered to signal the other party to continue.The wizard cast another flashback spell, and a branch not far away was knocked to the ground.

"The Illusion Curse, the Disarming Curse..." the witch murmured and turned to ask him sternly. "Can you explain, Mr. Potter."

"I want to know why you invaded my privacy like this and suspected me as a suspect?" Harry's face was full of anger, and he looked aggrieved. "Is it illegal for me to practice magic with my friends?"

"Don't continue!" Mr. Weasley put his arm around Harry's shoulder distressedly, looking a little annoyed. "He came with us, just a child who needs to be protected, it is impossible to release any Dark Mark, and there is no stun spell!"

The wizard named Jack returned the wand to Harry apologetically. "Sorry, Mr Potter."

"If even the boy who survived can't believe it, the world will be over!" someone teased.

"Excellent, students of this age can learn the Disillusionment Charm." The witch raised her eyebrows and looked at Harry, seeming to believe him.

"I can also Apparate, ma'am." Harry smiled childishly.

"You must be an excellent Auror in the future..." Someone patted him on the shoulder.

Harry smiled and said nothing.

When everyone's attention was on Crouch, Harry carefully pretended to turn his head inadvertently, and looked at the fog that was gradually receding behind him...

The branches and leaves were entangled there, the ruins of tents in the distance were looming, the cloudy moonlight was accompanied by dust falling, and there was no one.