HP leap time

An afternoon of tinged joy, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students will be here.

No one was in the mood to attend class that day, and everyone lined up and waited at the school gate with excitement until Beauxbaton's powder-blue flying carriage landed and Durmstrang's magnificent ship docked and screamed. Take it easy.

Dumbledore welcomed Madame Maxime, Karkaroff and their students into the castle amidst cheers of joy.

"Oh my God! Harry." Ron excitedly grabbed Harry's arm and yanked it fiercely. "It's Krum!"

Viktor Krum?Sure enough, he will come, one of the top three warriors.Harry blinked, looking at the bushy-eyed student in a fur cloak, who walked beside Karkaroff defiantly.

As the crowd returned to the auditorium, there were chattering discussions all around. Several girls were discussing how to ask Krum for an autograph, and some people were discussing why the girls in Beauxbatons wrapped their heads tightly with silk scarves. really...

"Hurry up, Harry!" Ron pulled Hermione to sit down, then propped himself up again and shouted eagerly and hoarsely. "Sit here! Hey! Make a move, you guys!"

"what?"

"Oh! It's too late!" Ron sat down disappointed and annoyed, like a deflated ball.

Not far away, Krum and his alumni have already settled down in Slytherin.Next to Draco and Blaise, Harry recognized Draco by the color of his hair as Goyle and Crabbe sat in sight, opposite Draco, two big men firmly veiled. Caught their faces.

"Look! Malfoy's talking to him!" said Ron sourly, looking around. "He must be fawning on him!"

Harry also raised his head to look, and suddenly faced a pair of narrow gray eyes from Goyle's ear, warm candlelight fell in little by little, flashing an intoxicating smile .

Really, it looks so good!

There was a smile on the corner of Harry's mouth, teenagers always grow up very fast, Draco is already a big boy, his soft pointed chin began to harden, his facial features became deeper and more three-dimensional, and his body also quickly raised several degrees, just Like that damn prophecy before summer vacation...

"See Krum?" Ron leaned over.

"I see." Harry said perfunctorily.

"Those two big fools are blocking everything, but I bet Krum can see through Malfoy's face at a glance..." Ron continued to babble. "Where do you think they will sleep? I can provide him with a bed in our dormitory..."

Hermione gave him a contemptuous look and said nothing.

A paper crane flew unsteadily from the end of the auditorium, passed through the crowd and landed on Harry's metallic teacup.

Harry glanced at it with flickering eyes, took it over, opened it, and the Draco-style graffiti began to shake. It was a black-haired boy with a smirk on his face, and there was a row of beautiful words underneath.

What are you looking at?Scarhead!

What are you looking at?Harry smiled.He poked Ron with his hand, wanting to ask him if he had a quill.

"Quill?" Ron mumbled with his mouth full of cake. "What magical person would go downstairs to dinner and want to wrap a feather in his arms... Hermione wouldn't even carry one. Wouldn't she, Hermione?"

"Actually I did." Hermione glanced at him and smiled.He took out a light brown quill from his body.

Ron glanced at her, blushing abruptly.

"Thank you." Harry happily took it and wrote a few words on the paper, raising his eyebrows slightly, feeling quite satisfied.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the note turned into a bird again, fluttering its wings and stumbling past the man's head.

And Draco's fiery gaze was on the opposite side.

The little paper crane failed to pass through the two barriers, but was knocked down by the bats flying from the candlelight, and fell into Beauxbaton's group of girls.

Draco smirked, obviously not going to get up and walk around a long table to pick up a dirty little note from a pile of women.

Harry rolled his eyes helplessly, and secretly cast a Flying Curse under the table.

Due to the long distance and many barriers to movement, the note jumped up suddenly, fluttered in the air, and then fell headlong onto the long table of the girls.

ah!Oops!

Harry watched a girl wring it out of an empty plate...

damn it……

If seen...

It doesn't matter that there is no signature on it... yes, it's just your picture on it, that doesn't matter...

Ahhhhh!

No one has such obvious physical features anymore!

Glasses, black hair, green eyes, and that striking lightning scar on his head...

So what did you reply to?

(What are you looking at? Scarhead!)

(Look at my boyfriend.)

So who is the boyfriend of the savior?

Harry stood up silently, deciding to go around the three long tables to stop a piece of gossip that was about to happen.

It was rare to find a boy sneaking away, which was exactly what he wanted.Harry approached the group of Beauxbaton's girls, and was surprised to see Fleur sitting in it. It was hard not to see her, with waterfall-like silver hair and blue eyes. After marriage, Fleur was more beautiful than when she was young. Charming, but lacking a trace of youthful innocence...

Of course, Harry quickly came to his senses, and this was not the time to reminisce.He quickly found the paper crane in the hand of the little girl next to Fu Rong, and what made him feel guilty was that the paper had already been opened.

"Excuse me." Harry walked behind the little girl and said awkwardly. Her back looked about ten years old, and she might be a family member of a student.A few girls looked over curiously, as if they could vaguely hear the laughter on the Slytherin table.

"Sorry, I think it's my stuff..."

The little girl turned her head, her golden forehead hair was hanging fluffy on her chest, her blue eyes were bright and clear.

Harry's heart beat violently.

Familiar, her appearance seems to be getting more and more familiar, like, so similar! The surging, abnormal sense of familiarity almost buried him...

Memories that never fade come flooding back...

"I will never come back here again, never again..." The heartbreaking voice and the stern wind outside the window rolled up a cloud of cold gray dust...

Tanisa, a little girl in first grade, was also a victim of a war breakdown.

Hogwarts was Harry's everything, and Tanessa denied it.

So this girl was like a dagger that was hot red in the fire, stabbing into his chest again and again until the blood couldn't flow back, the wound couldn't heal, leaving a deep mark that couldn't be ignored.

Unlike the Death Eaters' disdain and hatred for Hogwarts, the pain that was almost overflowing from those blue glasses was what really frightened him.

It was also a reality that really made him want to escape.

And now, the girl was right in front of him, sitting on the long table at Hogwarts, holding his note back to Draco.

"Tanessa?" Harry said hoarsely, his eyes bewildered. "How could you be here?"

The girl seemed to be frightened by something, she slid down from the long table in horror.

"Sister." She leaned close to Furong and called.

"What's the matter? Gabriel?" Furong turned her head to look at her little sister curiously.

Harry stared at her stubbornly, a blur suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and as his vision became clear again, he was surprised to see a black shadow rising behind Tanisa, the huge and delicate darkness seemed to hold nothing Light shines through.From the black shadow, a hand stretched out from the vacant sleeve, that hand was extremely thin, almost transparent white, like a dead man's hand.

There was a wand in his hand, and the wand was firmly pointed at Tanisa who was full of fear.

Do not!

Do not!

Harry stared with wide eyes in disbelief. He could feel an evil force slowly concentrating. It seemed that with just one thought, one thought, the spell with the breath of death would sink into the girl's body. inside.

How could this be?

Her parents have died for Hogwarts!

She lost everything!

Why do you want to take her away? !

Do not!

Do not!

Harry watched with a pale face, but another voice in his heart kept telling him that all of this is fake, it's all fake, it's an illusion!There's no way anyone would kill at Hogwarts!

But is Hogwarts really that safe?Harry hesitated.

Can he really believe in it desperately?

really?

The wand was firmly pressed against her vest.The cold air spread over the face.

"Help me," Tanisa cried, her voice full of desperation.Tears kept falling from her moist eye sockets, falling on her body, on her golden hair, and in the invisible darkness...

The heavy sense of guilt is like the fire of karma in front of the cross. It is scalding, with destructive power, and it is a pain that even God cannot resist...

kill him……

kill that villain...

It is him, it is he who brings you pain...

Harry drew his wand amidst screams.

"Potter!" Someone hugged him behind him, he struggled, and a spell hit the chandelier.

The ring-shaped chandelier full of candles was instantly torn apart, and the candles splashed with sparks!The Hufflepuff students screamed and ducked to avoid being hit.

"What happened there?" Ron and other students stood up and watched, and the teachers in the teacher's seat were also frightened by the movement there.

"What's wrong?" Hermione slapped Ron anxiously.

"..." Ron leaned on the table, frowning fiercely. "Looks like Harry and Malfoy got into a fight..."

"what?"

Harry felt that he was being strangled so badly that he couldn't meet the enemy accurately.

damn it!Harry is struggling constantly, and Tanessa is still there, her life is in danger, why no one saves her? !

Everyone seems to be laughing, watching everything with cold eyes, indifferent and strange.

Harry pushed away the people behind him, and seemed to hear a muffled groan.

He raised his wand again, and was entangled again. There seemed to be a steady stream of people approaching him, and there were chattering discussions. Everything was deliberately disturbing him.

"Let me go!" Harry struggled angrily, his anger and anxiety swelled in his body, he felt that he couldn't wait to hurt someone.

He strangled the arm that was strangling his neck, and his ears were buzzing.

Taking advantage of the momentary relaxation of the other party, he was able to turn over and push the person behind him onto the table. There was a muffled sound when the table was hit, and there seemed to be screams around him. The wand in his hand flipped, and the tip of the wand Firmly against the opponent's jaw.

Draco was utterly frightened by him, the wand around his neck was nowhere near as scary as those cold, emotionless eyes, and the dead silence that flickered in them.Just like a wild wolf that is extremely hungry, once it is locked by those cold eyes... it will definitely die!

"Remember who you are, Harry."

A voice sounded from my mind, like a ray of light in the chaos, clear and clear.

Who?

The curse that almost blurted out was interrupted, and a daze flashed in his eyes.

That was Dumbledore's voice, a familiar person with an irresistible majesty in his kindness.

No, he died long ago, on a wet night.

Immediately afterwards, Harry's eyes widened sharply.

Dumbledore?

Yes, Dumbledore, how could he allow anyone to be hurt here?

Suddenly there was a throbbing pain in his head, and he covered his head with one hand in discomfort.

What the hell is wrong with him?

What the hell is going on!

The lights in front of him were flickering, and the gray vision was once again covered by warm light. Harry raised his head wearily and in panic, seeing the mess in front of him.

At this time, his heartbeat was exceptionally clear, and he was panting violently, feeling nausea continuously surging up.

"Potter...?" A suspicious voice came from below him, he looked down and met a pair of gray eyes full of fear and pain.

Terrified, Harry dropped the wand in his hand and took a few steps back.

Draco's body instantly relaxed, his robes were in a mess, and his palms were wet with cold sweat. He leaned on the long Hufflepuff table, his waist was sore, and he looked down angrily at the terrified black man. hair boy.

"What's the matter?" Madame Maxime was obviously very impatient, she stood up and looked at the turmoil at Hufflepuff's tail a little annoyed. "Where are the rules of Hogwarts? Don't the students make trouble with etiquette?"

"Obviously, Mr. Potter needs to be disciplined." Professor Snape gave Dumbledore a complicated look, and the latter watched the situation over there with a serious face.

He could see very clearly the moment Harry pulled out his wand a few times just now. Others might not pay attention to it deliberately, but he noticed it, and he noticed it from the moment Harry left his position.Harry had originally meant to hurt the Beauxbatons girl.

So, this is by no means a simple duel between little kids!