HP leap time

"Good evening, Mom." When Draco came out of the room, Narcissa was still sitting in the main hall of Malfoy Manor, the candles on the chandelier lit up her soft profile in yellow and orange.

She let down her long hair and casually took off the jewelry on her wrist.

"Good evening, Draco."

Draco clenched his fingers, and he went straight to Narcissa's back, pressed the other's shoulder from behind and then squeezed lightly.

"Still sleeping?"

"If you don't come back, how can I sleep in peace?" Narcissa's voice came slowly, and Draco's body froze, and his movements also suffocated.

"You've been to my room, right?" Draco whispered, his heart pounding. "Mother."

"How could it be?" Narcissa smiled, the corners of her mouth raised to reveal her white teeth, she stood up and put Draco's hand down.

"Don't be nervous, little dragon." Narcissa looked at him tenderly, her long hair fell from her temples, and she reached out to stroke Draco's forehead. "You can be afraid of everyone, but you can't be afraid of me alone."

"Now," she said. "Go and rest!"

Draco shook his head, his face pale.

"Please, Mom."

Narcissa held his face again, but there was no longer a smile in her eyes, and fatigue began to rise from her eyes like a torrent.

It was that moment when Draco felt scared. He felt that Narcissa was getting old, the candlelight made her skin yellow, and the fragility and pain in her eyes was also shocking.

"Draco." Her voice was a little hoarse, her forehead pressed against Draco's forehead, and she hugged him like this and whispered.

"Do what you want, Draco."

"I can't…" Draco began, almost in a whisper.

"Mom is here." Narcissa stroked the back of Draco's head like a child, from top to bottom, softly like a feather.

"Mom will always protect you."

……

The evening light came out from the cracks in the curtains, dyeing the entire hall of Hogwarts yellow.

The current auditorium is no longer a gathering of teachers and students. It is full of members of the Order of the Phoenix and senior students, and the stairs are packed with young children and a few teachers. They cannot miss this event. Farewell meeting.

"The time is coming." Dumbledore smiled and spread his hands.The whole hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked up at the old man with the white beard, with ardent enthusiasm in their eyes.

The teachers of Hogwarts also came back from outside one after another, Professor McGonagall nodded to Dumbledore and said.

"The guardian magic circle is also ready."

She looked back at the DA members behind Harry. "Listen to me, if you encounter an insurmountable danger, you must open the magic circle, and don't try to be brave."

"And you, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall looked at the man sitting beside him with a somewhat grim expression. "I know you want to go to London, but you need to know that Hogwarts needs adults with enough experience to be stationed. It's not enough just Mrs. Hooch and Professor Lupine."

"Of course, Professor." Hagrid glanced at McGonagall and then at Dumbledore. "I'll stay and protect Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall still couldn't help telling others a lot.

"Professor, why don't you stay and find someone else?" Fred said with a smile. "George and I are adults who can handle our own affairs!"

"We're Harry's best assistants, whoops! Mom..." George hid behind Ginny, avoiding Mrs. Weasley's hand.

Mrs. Weasley yelled at her sons sullenly, then turned her head to look at Harry distressedly.

"I don't know what your professors think." She took two steps forward and hugged Harry tightly. "Can't you know, Harry. You mustn't!"

"You're strangling him, Mom!" said Ron, frowning.

……

"I have nothing to say, and everyone has already made it clearer, so... it's time to go, warriors!" Dumbledore winked at Harry and walked down.The Order of the Phoenix and some professors stood up together. "I hope everyone is ready for everything..."

Sirius pulled Harry forcefully out of Weasley's arms. "Don't worry, Molly, we will take good care of him."

Lupine laughed as he punched him in the chest. "Hope it's not Harry protecting you."

Mr. Weasley rushed to comfort his wife.

……

Leaving was more complicated than expected, Harry thought as he said goodbye to DA over and over again.He looked back at Hogwarts, every worried face, every gentle move, this is Hogwarts, his home...

See, he's been very protective the entire time.

Touched and sour slowly rose from his body, and Harry felt the swelling pain in the corner of his eyes.He did it, didn't he?He is a real warrior now, he is now a warrior who can go out to protect his homeland!For Hogwarts, for his friends, for his relatives, for his lover, for everything he wanted to protect... He finally stopped hiding in the corner!

The boy squatting in the corner of the dusty wall finally had the ability to stand up, tore through the gray-blue sky, broke through the golden cage, and fled to the outside world with a roar!

very nice.

Harry gripped the torch that Hermione handed him, listening to Professor McGonagall's constant instructions to Tonks.

"Ye Ji can't ride outside! So you fly to a certain range, as long as it is a place where you can apparate, you should put it back! Miss."

Lupine pulled Tonks over and started teaching her how to sit without falling off the top.

"Ron." Harry turned his head to look at his good buddy, the red sunset stretched from behind, curling up with a faint salty smell of magical animals.

Ron curled his lips to indicate that he was listening.

"Protect Hermione." Harry glanced at the red-eyed little witch. "Protect everyone."

"Well." Ron raised his head. "Of course I will!"

He blinked again, his golden eyelashes glowing faintly in the reddish air. "You must kill more enemies, Harry."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, Harry." Hermione gave the red-haired boy a rough push. "You have to be careful. After all, you put on the invisibility cloak as soon as the war starts, you know? No one can find you with your father's invisibility cloak!"

"Uh, I sent the Invisibility Cloak to Draco." Harry blushed, looking down at his toes.

"What?" Hermione couldn't help but said in a hurry, suppressing her voice. "You... Do you know how dangerous it is to send this kind of thing? If you are intercepted..."

"No, I cast a protective spell."

"You're so stupid, Harry." Ron said agitatedly, frowning. "He's a fake attack on the Hogwarts unit, so there's no danger at all! You might as well send it to Snape!"

"Really? How did you know?" Harry squinted his green glasses and looked at Ron suspiciously.

"The Dark Lord won't allow minors to participate in the war, Harry." Hermione lied without changing her face. "It's a good association. His parents won't let him go out of danger. He's much safer than you."

"Yes." Harry shrugged, looking more relaxed. "I'm just afraid that he will die and do something. He always likes to do some bastard things behind his back..."

"Anyway, your decision is really bad. You'd better not tell other people that you don't have an invisibility cloak." Hermione glared at him.

Harry smiled helplessly, the godfather behind him was already urging him, and if he didn't leave, he would startle the snake. He stretched out his arms and tilted his head to look at his best friends.

"Farewell, friends."

"be careful."

Ron pursed his lips and smiled and hugged Harry, and Hermione sniffed and joined him.

The afterglow of the setting sun wraps them tightly together from top to bottom, even if they are separated by a lifetime, they can still embrace here.

"Goodbye."

Goodbye.

……

Early morning, Malfoy Manor, in the main hall.

Draco sat tightly between his parents, he looked up, the long table in the hall was full of people, all the most honorable and trusted Death Eaters...

The morning light came in from the window, illuminating the long dark red table, the intricately decorated murals, and my own bloodless hands on the table.

Tension and strangeness permeated almost every inch of his blood, Draco withdrew his palms soaked in cold sweat and secretly glanced at Snape who was sitting across from him.Snape was turned away from the light, and Draco couldn't see the slightest emotion from his cold expression.

They were waiting, waiting for the Dark Lord at the end of the table to speak.

"This is the last meeting we have planned." The Dark Lord sat on the high chair, looking at everyone sitting with a smile on his scarlet glasses. "Do you remember what you were going to do?"

"A fake attack on Hogwarts and an assault on the London Ministry of Magic." Ponte said. "The fake news about the attack on Hogwarts has been released, and people in London must be panicking right now..."

"Really?" hissed Voldemort, looking a little distracted as the black snake wound around his waist and climbed up his back. "So are the fighters you each lead ready?"

"Of course, master." Bella grinned. "I can't wait!"

Voldemort burst into a grin, his scarlet eyes narrowed.Everyone started to feel uneasy, and he stood up from his chair, and the snake's head poked out of his ear.

After another critical and targeted remark, he spoke again.

"The war has been going on for a long time." Voldemort said, his voice was like condensed wind, sweeping the hall mixed with magic. "Everyone here is the most loyal subordinate I trust."

"I trust you." His voice paused. "But I'm afraid that some of you have worn out all your patience and will accompany me to welcome this final victory."

"How come?" The Death Eaters responded one after another below.

"I can't wait to serve my master..."

……

Voldemort raised his hand, and everyone fell silent.

His eyes fell on Snape, Draco's heart skipped a beat and he clenched his fists under the table.

"And you, Severus," the Dark Lord hissed. "You betrayed Dumbledore to sit here for me, do you regret it?"

"No regrets." Professor Snape said with his head down. "I have always been your most loyal subordinate, in the past, now...and in the future."

"Really?" Voldemort's eyes kept looking at him, and Nagini's hissing of snake letters could be heard in the quiet air. "But there are always villains talking about your mysterious actions in my ears..."

"Of course, of course, I trust you immensely, Severus." He stepped down from the long table, his black robe floating on the floor. "You never let me down."

"But you still don't trust me enough." He stopped beside Snape, looking down at him. "You start to wonder if I can lead you to victory, you start to question whether everything you are doing is right...so you start to hide and do nothing..."

"I do not have……"

"No, I know what you're thinking." Voldemort said with a smile. "I also know what you did..."

"I'll give you one last chance to show me your sincerity, Severus." Voldemort walked back to the bench, his voice echoing behind him. "Show me on the battlefield that you still have value..."

"Yes, Master." Snape bowed his head.

Draco's suspended heart slowly let go, he restrained himself from looking at the opposite side, and locked his eyes firmly on the table.

Voldemort looked up at everyone again, then smirked.

"The war is about to begin." He said happily.

"are you ready?"

Another burst of positive responses followed.

"Then, we're going to go all out." Voldemort put away his smile, and his scarlet pupils narrowed.

"Go all out," he repeated.

"Assault... Hogwarts!"

What... what? !

It was as if a sharp dagger had been inserted into the heart from the blood vessel, and the heart suddenly seemed to be suspended by the blade.

Draco stared at Voldemort with wide eyes, what? !

Most of the Death Eaters were as stunned as he was.

Have plans changed temporarily?

how so……

Are you kidding me?

"Master." Lucius couldn't help but speak. "Your previous plan..."

"I know." Voldemort looked at everyone reassuringly, his eyes flicked over everyone's astonished faces, and finally fell on Snape's pale face. "I'm perfectly sensible."

After comfortingly explaining the way to fight next.

"Do you think we'll win?" he said, looking up at Snape again, running his fingers over Nagini's body. "Severus."

The cold voice dissipated in the air.