You have to cosplay even if you die!

A Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which neither the speaker nor the listener intended, passed hastily. Quirrell's face was so pale that he was almost in a cold sweat, and he didn't even look at Perinoa. The young wizards felt strange. left the classroom.

Parinoa and Peter looked at each other, and they were almost sure that Quirrell must have an unclear connection with Voldemort, and planned a conspiracy against Harry, who just entered school this year.

"Professor Quirrell is the one with evil intentions?!" The Gryffindor trio couldn't believe it, but they could only accept this statement after they presented a lot of evidence.

Perinoya shrugged without pressure: "It's a pity that we didn't fight on the spot."

"Fight, fight?!" Ron trembled, as if thinking of something terrible, "Did you fight Quirrell, or, or the mysterious man?" With a shake, I don't know why I want to run around.

"Don't call him a mysterious person!" Perinoa squinted at one person and one mouse, "He lowered the standard."

"..." Harry decided to skip the subject, "Well, if Voldemort was still alive and wanted revenge on me, why didn't he go straight to me instead of attacking me when I got to school?"

Both Peter and Hermione felt that what he said made sense, and then the two who had just come into contact with magic boldly guessed: "Could it be that you have a buff on your body that prevents him from finding you? Only when you come to the public in the magic world Only when he finds you? Isn’t that what the story says, there must be magic around the savior to protect him from villains?”

Harry laughed dryly, and then said seriously, "If that's the case, I'd rather not be the savior than let this guardian magic save my parents."

"...So could it be that Voldemort came to Hogwarts for something else?" Perinoa changed the subject and patted Harry's furry head.The boy's black hair was curly, and his green eyes looked at her immediately, and they looked at each other, as if they had collided with each other.

"We don't have any clue yet..." The trio whispered among themselves for a while, and then shared the information they had found, but none of the important information was mentioned, and it really couldn't be of much help.

Perinoa rubbed her chin thoughtfully, "Maybe I can ask him... I have to use my spare heat."

"Who? Who's playing the game?" Harry was puzzled, and looked up at Parinoa slightly.

Peter thought of something and looked at him, blinked, and turned his head away again.

Perinoa patted him on the shoulder and stood up, "You will always know."

"This is the first time, and why am I the only one who has to go through these damn days with you over and over again?! Wouldn't it save you some energy to change to an old man?!"

He simply sat down on the snow-covered ground, and the steps were only covered with a thin layer of fresh snow, and the two Tonys had watched it countless times.

The young Tony was expressionless, and Tony, who came from the future to this era, also felt like he had experienced a joke.

He has considered a variety of possibilities, even regardless of what the future will become, and wants to save his parents from that disaster.But everything that has been revealed so far shows the fact that he is powerless to change the established past.

Every return to the original node will happen from the moment that has the greatest impact on the history of this world-for example, he really persuaded Howard Stark not to attend that escort operation.He also tried to tell his father the truth straight to the point when he came back, but obviously soon he saw Feixue in December again.

Oh, by the way, there is also a 21-year-old self who has not seen any effect so far, and will only cause him more headaches.

"You despise me in your heart?" The young Tony squinted at him, after all, he was himself, so how could he not know what expression he meant? "Is it interesting to despise yourself?"

"It's very interesting." Tony spread his hands, muttering but focused his attention on the young Tony.

Then he stood up, as if he had made up his mind.

"I have one last method left to try—" Tony looked at his palm again, and stroked his chest.Under the layers of clothes, a scar loomed fiercely on his chest, "This requires you to cooperate with me to put on a good show."

Young Tony was interested, but didn't hold out much hope: "What a show?"

"A good show where you just have to play yourself."

……

A few years ago, Tony was able to single-handedly break into the enemy's camp with ordinary items sold in a small supermarket. Now he has more resources. Anyway, no matter what age, he always has a superpower called wealth. .

For a moment, he thought of the blood-rimmed armor he was still in the laboratory. Tony pouted and squinted. The reserved gold and red color scheme can barely see the shadow of future generations in the battle suit, and he sighed.

There are few vehicles and few people on the road in the wilderness, and the snowfall of several days has already stained the withered and yellow wilderness in winter.The sky in the west was a watery blue, and for a time gradually evaporated and deepened.

"What happened? Why don't you stay at the wrong fork in the road?"

The vehicles camouflaged in the bushes can no longer be seen clearly under the weather, and the young Tony's irritated voice, which he thought was well hidden, came from the poorly functioning radio, and Tony, who was holding the steering wheel in his hand, didn't notice it. For a while, he recalled his past mood at this time.

He said he didn't care, but in fact he cared about his relationship to death, and the consequences of being arrogant and stubborn were too severe. He regretted it for countless nights. He regretted the last time he had with him. The quarrel is over.

My young self must be feeling bad now, right?Even if he fails, the timeline will return to more than ten days ago, which cannot make up for all the experiences he has experienced and the same as himself.

Soon the sound from the satellite positioning made Tony concentrate all his attention. In order to locate accurately, he turned off the broadcast without even replying to the young Tony. movement.

However, when one shot repelled the Hydra agent attacking the silver-gray vehicle, Tony only felt his pupils dilate for a while, and there was an inexplicable bitterness in his mouth.

The Winter Soldier, the Winter Soldier, didn't expect him to be the one who caused his parents to die in a car accident.

For a moment, he still thought that maybe the other party would use this relationship to split their Avengers.Tony recalled the look on the faces of Steve and Bucky the last time he saw them. The other party had no intention of hiding, obviously they should not know this fact.

"Who are you?!" Howard controlled the steering wheel so that his car did not hit the electric pole at the intersection, and his eyes were fixed on the two people who were confronting each other on the road.However, the two obviously don't have time to talk to him now.

So he could only silently memorize the style of the helmet that Tony specially built to cover his head completely.

"Shushasha,"

Tony only felt irritated for a while, not because it was a person with complicated identities who did it, but the noise that followed him and made him feel powerless came again.

He knew that the moment he was definitively victorious over the Winter Soldier was the moment to go back to the beginning and start all over again.

When he was once again surrounded by the noise of the world, Tony noticed a different change in front of him.

A green light enveloped him and disappeared into the vast continent of America.

"Why would I borrow a professor's body to return to Hogwarts in the future?"

The uncle-like young Tom was sitting at the desk in Perinoa's bedroom, chatting casually with his chin propped up. The appearance he showed at this moment was exactly the same as that performed by Perinoia in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Young Tom's nature at this time was already well known to Perenoa, but Voldemort's affairs would naturally be left to Voldemort himself to solve, and it was most appropriate to ask Young Tom about his intentions.

"Besides wanting to experience the position of a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, it must be that there is something in Hogwarts that attracts the main soul." He said lightly, not mentioning the more likely interests, but To advance one's ideals is obviously to leave a different impression on the girl.

What's more, what he said was not all lies. He was born in an orphanage and came to Hogwarts. He is still sensible and loves Hogwarts. He is naturally more sincere about the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"What could make him not hesitate to sneak in under the noses of his old enemy? Could it be that he really hates Harry so much?" Parinoa frowned, "It doesn't make sense, if you really want to deal with Harry, you can wait and see Diagon Alley, or the Leaky Cauldron?"

"The only thing that can be obtained by the main soul at any cost... Apart from allowing him to restore his former strength, is probably only... immortality?"

When young Tom mentioned this word, his eyes couldn't help but flash a red light. Obviously, the obsession cannot disappear all at once.

Perinoa chewed on this vocabulary, and immediately thought of the information she had obtained when she made an excuse to go to the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class to make up lessons.

"Eternal life?" Steve, who popped his head out of the diary and listened to it for an unknown amount of time, looked at young Tom. There were too many things hidden in his eyes, which made the latter stunned.

Sometimes when juniors like Perinoa and Peter occasionally see the captain's expression, they will inevitably see many lights and shadows that do not belong to this era in those eyes.But the captain's solid and broad shoulders can always carry all the things that press on him. Walking in this era, it seems that there is nothing except occasional jokes-for example, he is not proficient in using various smart items. Out of place.

"Aren't either of you attracted by it?" Young Tom really asked in doubt this time, "Have you ever thought about why this world exists here? And where will you go after you die? I I don’t believe in heaven and I don’t believe in ghosts, ghosts and portraits in the wizarding world are just a piece of consciousness and memory of wizards, anyway, it’s not you anymore.”

"That's better than walking alone in the world and watching familiar people and things around you disappear one by one." Steve said seriously, which made young Tom say "I don't care" stuck in his throat, Not to speak out.

"..."

The atmosphere was a bit serious for a while, until Perinoa's door was knocked, and an unknown Slytherin girl told her that someone was looking for her outside the common room.

All the way through the huge lounge to the door, the three people she saw when she opened the door were completely unexpected to her.

Tony, who was intercepted by Doctor Strange in time and space, saw that the girl was safe and sound, and he also felt a stone in his heart. Dr. Banner seemed to be thinking in his heart, and he was standing alone thinking about something, while another man in a cloak The guy, Perinoa, didn't know him either, but the bright and lively cloak and long face made her remember him.

"I'm Doctor Strange." Doctor Strange nodded to the girl, but he was always looking at Hogwarts, savoring another system of spells that was completely different from their mages.

The time for walking on both sides is obviously not equal.After solving the inexplicable intruders at that time, he had the opportunity to study the Eye of Agamotto, and perceive the movements in countless universes, and thus came to this era from some clues.

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you." Perinoa reached out and shook his hand, "So we don't need Doctor Who anymore with Doctor Strange, which is quite stable."

Doctor Strange was confused: "Who? Who is Doctor Who? He is also a doctor? What major did he graduate from, what school?"

Tony was upset by so many who words, he waved his hand, and Perinoa obediently contacted Peter, and at the same time took out the diary and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Tony took the diary and turned a page curiously.

The content of the fairy tale originally recorded on it was finally spit out by the young Tom when Perinoa pinched the neck of the young Tom. The beautiful and beautiful fonts came into the eyes of Tony and Doctor Strange who came over, making the latter I raised my eyebrows.

Just at this time, Steve also heard the movement and came out, scaring Tony enough.

"Very well, the captain's body has been well preserved in your base in the north of the city. Just find a container to bring you back when the time comes."

Steve greeted Doctor Strange, and after learning about the situation, he naturally had no objection to the proposal.

"Then shall we leave now?"

"No!" "No!"

Perinoa and Tony said in unison, they looked at each other, and they collided and spoke again.

"There are still some things that need to be done before going back."