HP leap time

Time always flies by in a calm day, and the Whomping Willow has opened up its restrained branches, revealing the faintly visible fresh green.

The chill of early spring has long disappeared in the clear and bright golden sunlight.

Harry spread his hands, looking at the more or less faint scars on his fingertips, the sun fell on his hands from the cracks in the trees, and then melted between his fingers.

Squinting his eyes, Harry sat up from the grass, crossed his legs casually, looked at his fingers, and bent them randomly a few times as if they were playing.Then he took out a small dagger from his pocket. The silver handle was a bit chipped, but the blade was still as bright as a mirror.

The hand holding the knife paused, and then resolutely wiped it across the index finger of the other hand. As the dagger was hidden in the robe again, the blood on the fingertips slowly condensed, and it looked extraordinarily bright red under the sun. Want to drip.

"Huh..." Harry felt the tingling of his fingers, and felt a little happy in his heart, because there was no other feeling other than the tingling, which proved that Merlin still cared for him, at least before the last match, he still I can guarantee that I will not have any sudden symptoms.

Harry stuffed the wounded fingertips into his mouth, and the bloody smell instantly spread in his mouth. While he lazily fell backwards, he controlled the flow of magic power in his body until they healed the small wound, leaving The next faint scar that will disappear in a short time.

"Is there no one with you? Harry." Luna squatted aside holding a bunch of blue and white baby's breath, looking at him with her head tilted, her silver hair hanging down into the flowers.

"Hi, Luna." Harry sat up again with his body in a daze, thought for a while and said. "They all have things to do...so I'm out and about by myself."

Ron's family members came to see his last game. In fact, he had just escaped from Mrs. Weasley's arms. Ron was still staying in a corner of the castle with his brother Bill and Charlie catches up.Hermione... oh, just thinking about it gives me a headache, the little witch doesn't know what's wrong, but Harry can guarantee that she must have guessed or investigated something, or her elf protection plan has made new progress, anyway , She hasn't contacted herself for a long time, except for going to the library every day, she just spends her time writing and drawing pictures.

As for Draco, Harry would pick the turf depressed when he thought about it. If he hadn't known himself and each other to a certain extent, he might have really thought they were going to die!Like Pansy said.Draco was busy all day like Hermione, just like the sixth grade in the previous life, he often looked nervous, sneaky, and always had a dead face.Harry even wondered if his father gave him some orders to obey, but in fact nothing strange happened, and the days were as smooth as water, peaceful and peaceful.

"It's good to relax." Luna said in a trance, she fiddled with the bouquet in her hand, and the soft white petals were swaying in her hand. "I'm going outside the Forbidden Forest to see if there are any beautiful lisianthus, or to see if there are any roses transplanted by a girl next to Beauxbaton's carriage... Oh, actually, I want some carmine daisies..." She blinked mysteriously. "I thought there would be some lovely things like these that would hide in the bouquet and pretend to be flower spirits."

"Do you want to go, Harry."

"No, I just want to stay here and sleep until the game starts." Harry shook his head apologetically at her. "But I'm sure you'll be very welcome to have them in the lounge."

"Come on, Harry." Luna stood up holding her robe, and the petals in her hand fell to the ground. "You can win a championship."

"Thank you." Harry smiled.

The maze on the Quidditch field not far away has almost been set up, but there are still many foreign tourists, students and teachers around, they are discussing enthusiastically, several managers and officials of the Ministry of Magic used magic Set up a protective spell around the circle.

Draco crouched next to the huge Hogwarts clock and retracted his eyes. He lowered his head, and the wind of the sun blew past his ears quietly. He raised his head again, staring at the grass beyond the black lake, faintly There is an inconspicuous black figure on the green color block, a boy who almost melted into the sunlight, lying there motionless, as if stuck to the light green grass, like a fungus growing on a stone mushroom.

A flock of white pigeons whizzed across the sky round and round, and the sound of footsteps that could not be stopped by the second hand filled my ears... until the sun gradually disappeared, and the sun slowly sank into the horizon at the end of the mountain lake, and the red glow was burning Like burning from the clouds, Draco gritted his teeth and tensed his body.The game was about to start, and he turned and left without looking back.

I hope he made the right bet, and I hope he can pay for his choice...

The white doves passed through the complex gears of the clock sparsely, settled on the railing behind him for a while, and then rose up in the reddish air against the sunset.

I hope... his important person can return safely!

After dinner, Harry was surrounded by the crowd and came to the arena, and soon stood together with the Ron family. Naturally, Hermione also ran towards him, and the eternal iron triangle regrouped.

"Oh, sorry Harry," Hermione said breathlessly. "I hope you've been fully prepared for the game while I'm away."

"Are you not here? It seems that you have cared about Harry." Ron began to speak sourly again. "Busy all day, head to head with Harry's opponent, discussing tactics in the library?"

"I can't believe you're still brooding over this, Ron!" Hermione took a deep breath. "But I don't want to quarrel with you at this time."

"So you admit it?"

"You idiot!" Hermione frowned.

"Hahaha..." Harry couldn't help laughing, and the two red-faced people turned their heads to look at him in disbelief. "Just keep flirting, you don't need to worry about me."

"Oh, Merlin's ribbon stockings." Ron's face turned crimson.

Hermione froze for a few seconds and quickly came back to her senses. She stared at Harry and couldn't help but chuckle. "You're having trouble with Draco, Harry."

Harry blinked mysteriously, his gaze flitting ambiguously between them, and he deliberately dragged his tongue out. "perhaps?"

"Gentlemen and ladies, we will go to the Quidditch Stadium to watch the final in 5 minutes, and now the champions are invited to follow Mr. Bagman into the field."

Harry stood up under Hermione's accusing eyes.The Gryffindor students applauded him, George and Fred kept patting him on the shoulder and secretly told him that they had invested heavily in him.

Harry walked out of the hall with Cedric, Fleur, and Krum.

"Feeling all right, Harry?" Cedric smiled at Harry as he descended the steps to the ground. "nervous?"

"Kindly." Harry smiled at him. "But I'm not afraid at all."

"Come on, fight for Hogwarts." Cedric patted him on the shoulder, smiling shallowly but very comfortably, and he ran to his seat vigorously.

Harry raised his head amidst the cheers, skillfully catching Draco's sight in the crowd, and after the eyes intertwined for a moment, he raised his head confidently, and parted his mouth to reveal a sunny smile.

Isn't it easy to win?His opponents are just a group of inexperienced kids, should they be nervous when they meet an opponent like me who is simply cheating?

After Bagman finished his instructions, the whistle pierced the air sharply.

Harry and Cedric were the first batch, and they quickly rushed into the maze under the signal of the referee.

The setting was almost the same as in the previous life. Harry felt the tall tree walls in the maze and the chilly smoke above his head, and walked forward without hesitation.

Encountered many difficult monsters and obstacles along the way, and after repelling a dementor again, the silver stag was still swinging forward vigorously.During this time he encountered Krum tangled in vines and Fleur fighting a shaggy lion.

In fact, he felt familiar as soon as he entered the maze, and he rushed forward almost purposefully. Harry was actually surprised by his memory and sense of direction.It feels weird, but he does, and every hurdle he clears feels like a step closer to the trophy.

After passing through a frenzied storm surge, Harry finally saw the faint blue light at the end of the road.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and tension spread all over his body. Compared with his previous life, he spent much more time. Even he was a little tired and slightly weak in order to get rid of those entangled obstacles on the road.

Harry quickened his pace and rushed forward, the trophy was in front of him, he was almost there!

At this time, the tree wall surged, and many vines suddenly stretched out, tripping Harry to the ground unexpectedly.

Fuck!

Impatiently, Harry threw a few flames, tore off the infinitely growing vines under his feet, and continued to run forward, his knees were burning with pain.

It's here!

The desire to grow wantonly surged in his heart like a sea wave, and Harry was very close!

The trophy is already shining in front of my eyes.

A flash of silver light.

In a flash, Harry saw it.

Harry stopped abruptly on the spot, with a sulky breath stuck in his throat, which was sore.

Are you kidding me?

Harry stared at the trophy with wide eyes, and the blood in his body was forced to cool down as if mixed with ice.

Fastened to the handle of the trophy was a little silver whistle, which also shone like a pretty decoration on the trophy.

But Harry couldn't be more familiar with it.

The small beads on his chest slowly became hot. He hoped that it was an illusion. The burning pain in his chest, he hoped that this was also an illusion.

That might really be just a decoration, yes, that's right.

The fog above the head began to move around, and the lightning made by the magic power shuttled freely through the fog with the cold moisture.Harry's feet didn't dare to move as if they were glued to the floor, imagining that he was part of this maze, whether it was the tangled grass on the high walls or the spiders spitting out mucous webs in the corners... whatever the hell Anything is fine, as long as it's not here.

A distraught guy ran out on the opposite runway. The appearance of Cedric interrupted Harry's trance. The torn robes of the other party were much worse than his. The trophy rushed over...

"No!" Harry yelled at him, taking a few steps forward. "Don't come here! This is not a trophy!"

"This is not a trophy!"

"Believe me!"

"What's going on?" Cedric hesitated, his steps faltered, his clever mind worked a little, and he trotted all the way, towards Harry.

Just as Harry's eyes relaxed, the trophy suddenly moved, and the beads around Harry's neck struggled to float out of the collar.

Under Harry's shocked and heartbroken eyes, the trophy shot towards him like an arrow.There was also Cedric with an angry face, he flew over, and the moment Harry's chest touched the trophy, Cedric's hand tightly grasped the handle of the trophy.

My belly seemed to be hooked, and then there was a whirlwind...

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This...should not need...a high-energy warning..., right? ⊙_⊙