HP's Adagio Minor

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Lola was constantly falling.

Her consciousness was in a trance, but the flashback fragments in her mind were extremely clear—this time, she really controlled her magic power—even though, she only used the power of the secret spell passed down by the Barodis family to a lesser extent. One percent, but that's enough to deal with the group of dementors.

At this moment, Lola was absolutely convinced that fate had been guiding her in the dark.

The lingering golden radiance that shrouded her and Sally Ann was the power of the Juicyceps flower, a mysterious flower that blooms on a midsummer night, carrying hope and blessing across half of Europe, connecting the friendship between the two girls ——It was it that forcibly kept Lola away from the apparition, and it was also the one that kept attracting the dementors, which made Sallyan almost encounter the terrible kiss of the soul, but at the same time, it comforted her in times of crisis. To protect the souls of girls, so that they will not lose their shelter in the fork in life.

Although sometimes, the two sides of things make people feel at a loss, all hope for good sometimes still needs to pay the same price.This time, Lola broke her promise to her father and used a forbidden spell that consumed her life force when she was a minor. weaken until it disappears.

However, this is just the worst-case scenario. Even if it does become a reality, Lola will not regret her decision at all—as long as Sallyan can be safe, everything is worth it.

That's what she's here for, isn't she?

As the wind blew through her fingers, Lola felt that she was being washed by an upward warm current, and there seemed to be some sounds near her ears from far and near, like the air current brought by the beating of a pair of huge wings.The extremely tired girl didn't have time to think about it, she fell into a lethargic sleep, and the next second, her light body fell into a warm and broad embrace——

Alexei straddled the dragon horse and caught the girl steadily.At this time, the Death Eaters who were attracted by a series of movements couldn't bear it any longer. Accompanied by strange shouts, a wave of spark-like spells hit the midair head-on, and an extremely eye-catching flying beast attacked.

Seeing this, Ryoma let out an unruly long howl, its body lit up in vain, and then transformed from one into seven phantoms, easily evading all the magic attacks.

Those Death Eaters didn't give up, and just as they were about to attack again, their figures stopped in place one by one - the black magic secret technique from Durmstrang, which can take away the wizard's soul and at the same time The entire abdominal cavity was cauterized completely.

Alexei's gaze was like a torch, and he glared at the entire battlefield from a high altitude. The soaring magic power all over his body made him look like another person—a dark red light flashed through the depths of his brown pupils, and the ancient blood contract was awakened again.

For a moment, it seemed that something had changed.

He squeezed the magic wand in his hand tightly, the light and shadow attached to the wand was like a huge shield, isolating all dangers out——In the howling wind, the tall young man lowered his head and looked at his chest with complicated and forbearing eyes The sweet sleeping face of the person—he felt the mission from the bottom of his heart that was stronger than any emotion.

guard.

From the very first face, the feeling that touched him was infinitely magnified at this moment, as if he should abide by all of this for a long time... This is an oath and a promise... inherited from his ancestors... ...Now, he continues to serve as the most pious knight...

forever.

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harry potter...

You let your friends die for you instead of facing me...

I will wait an hour in the Forbidden Forest...

If you don't come to me after an hour, I will punish every man, woman and child who tries to harbor you...

Not one is spared...

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One hour.

The high-pitched, cold voice that was close at hand gave the final grace.

At this moment, Hogwarts was completely unrecognizable - as far as the eye could see, the combatants who had been crowded on the stairs and in the hall were gone.The entire castle was eerily silent, neither flickering lights nor crashes, screams, or shouts could be heard.

In the empty foyer, the stone slabs were covered with bloodstains, broken marble and split wood everywhere, the scoring funnel of the academy at the corner was smashed, and gemstones of various colors were scattered all over the place.

The balustrade of the steps leading to the auditorium was blown away, leaving only bare holes full of spell penetration, and the academy tables in the entire auditorium were gone, and it was crowded with people—survivors gathered in groups of three and four. Standing and hugging each other.The wounded were gathered on the high platform, and Madam Pomfrey and several students who were in charge of acting as assistants were administering medicine to them.

"He's been hit by a spell, he has to go to the hospital... oh Merlin, what should I do..."

A girl whimpered helplessly. Her companion was bleeding profusely on one side of her body, unable to keep standing, curled up in her arms and trembling, bright red blood stained their thin dressing gowns.

In the center of the hall, the dead lay in a row.

The crowd kneeling and surrounding the dead body seemed extremely silent—the familiar faces of their relatives and friends were pale and unfeeling at the moment. .

Blaise looked away from the mourning crowd, the chest hit by the spell was still aching, but he still stubbornly straightened his back.The boy looked out of the shattered window, in the dark night sky, the crescent moon disappeared.What is unimaginable is that not long ago, when he woke up, he witnessed a huge and shocking magical power. The backlog, the violent hurricane intertwined with lightning clouds and air currents, will Strangling all the dementors floating above the castle—Lola Barodis—he couldn't mistake that figure.

Just when Blaise was inevitably lost in thought, there was a fierce dispute among the crowd on the side—it was a Slytherin student, who didn't have a neat school uniform, and didn't have a meticulous hairstyle and grooming. shouted at several people from other colleges:

"...What! Do you think I want to leave?! You think my parents surrendered to that devil because they were greedy for vanity?! You people always boast of being brave and fearless, but you are so stupid and ignorant—who would like to be called At the mercy of others! Who would like to be threatened with death! Everything is just self-protection..."

He sneered, with tears in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter what you say now - they're dead, they're all dead! But I'm still alive! I stayed! And now, because I'm a Slytherin, I'm going to be blamed by you?! How many generations of my family I've been Slytherin since then, do I have to swear to Merlin and turn against my family because of your superficial remarks?!"

The boy clenched his fists and tried his best to control the remaining reason. His growls, his anger, everything he once believed in has been destroyed, but he still has his own judgment and the standard by which he is measured .

The boys surrounding him slowly backed away, with complicated expressions on their faces.

For a long time, Slytherin has been isolated by other colleges, and has been turned into insidious and cunning by Facebook, shrewd and snobbish, slick, ambitious, and unscrupulous for the purpose, but it is undeniable that Slytherin has always been a part of Hogwarts, even if this People in the academy have always been self-satisfied, but proudly uphold everything they admire.

"Why can't Slytherin be here?!" Another Slytherin stood up and asked, half of his face was almost covered with bandages, "We can also fight, for honor, for Hogwarts, for Friendship and love!" He took a deep look at a disheveled Hufflepuff girl in the crowd - she was hiding behind her house friend, her head bowed - and the Slytherin boy laughed at himself. With a smile, "Of course, maybe that kind of thing is ridiculous in your eyes, since the sorting ceremony."

Everyone fell into silence, but in the next second, the frozen atmosphere was broken.

"At least, we're all staying, aren't we?" Luna said lightly in her hazy voice, "If possible, can you help take care of the wounded over there first, we can't do it alone."

This was obviously an extremely appropriate proposal, everyone dispersed, and the two injured Slytherins relaxed their defenses and sat back where they were - they were finally able to rest quietly for a while.

And this loyal DA didn't seem to change his attitude just because he was facing Slytherin.She checked the injuries of the two of them one by one, and then came to Blaise's side, waving the wand with her slender wrist, drawing a strange mark in the air - the spell wheel on it rotated slowly, emitting a faint light.

"Will it feel better this way?" Luna asked seriously, "Lola said that doing this can speed up the removal of the negative effects of black magic. Your wound hurts because of the residual evil energy."

"You have already prepared."

Otherwise, how could it be so skillful to use such uncommon, cleansing magic spells.

Blaise's tone was unusually calm. If it wasn't for the cold sweat on his forehead and his extremely pale face, he would look as cold as ever.

"Actually, we didn't think about it that much at first, but Lola has been emphasizing and insisting...she knows a lot."

Blaise followed her line of sight and looked towards the other side of the hall—a blond girl was struggling to fall from the arms of a tall young man, and then she was walking towards the wounded with a pile of bottles and cans go.Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, the young man could only compromise and follow her, ready to support the crumbling figure at any time.

Seeing the intimacy of the two talking a few words from time to time, Blaise suddenly felt an indescribable feeling, a thought that had been neglected all this time, finally jumped out without warning at this moment.

[… She is a Durmstrang. ]

The young man is persuading himself like this, but only he knows that he has a little special feeling for her - if not, he would never accept that parting gift that 'everyone has', let alone mention it to her Send a message to Ravenclaw... it is over before it begins.

From the very beginning, he never came close.

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Seeing that Lola insisted on guarding the sleeping Sallyanne, although Alexey was very helpless, he did not stop her.He understood her worry, but the medical research related to the dementor's kiss can only be diagnosed by more professional medical personnel.

And what he is more worried about now is Lola's body. He was not completely relieved until Madam Pomfrey concluded that the girl had no adverse reactions other than the excessive consumption of mana after the examination—after all, such a terrible hurricane Not everyone can be summoned.

He wasn't much of a comforter, so in a circle of heavy Ravenclaws, he wasn't much help.This Durmstrong stood up, scanned the entire hall, paused at last, and came to the place where the Slytherins were resting.

"Senior Romanov, how is Lola?"

"she's fine."

"That's great."

After a few brief conversations with Luna, Alexei walked up to Blaise—the boy stood up expressionlessly, and the two looked at each other for a brief moment through their sight.

"Anyway, I still thank you for protecting her." Alexei spoke first, his tone was completely different from the usual enthusiastic and harmless appearance, he was very clear about the intentions of the British boy in front of him, even if he and Lola's relationship is not as friendly as it is made out to be.

"You're welcome, at least you didn't leave me there."

Blaise replied arrogantly, he moved his sore wrist quietly, such a weak body made him extremely uncomfortable.

Alexei had stayed in Hogwarts for a year, and he had seen the bad temper of the British guy, so he didn't bother to care about it at the moment, but in any case, this kind of deterrence that only men understand is still necessary—— After all, the word 'friend' can cover too many things.

Just when he was about to say something more, two stumbling figures rushed over.

"Malfoy?"

He recognized one of them, the platinum young master who was in the limelight in the past, but now he looked so panic-stricken, his face covered with ashes was swollen with bruises, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with blood.

"Why are you two here?" Blaise frowned, "What happened?"

"Crabbe is dead, he set fire to the treasure house with Fiercefire... everything was on fire, and we almost died in it..." Goyle said in a low voice, leaning against the steps and limp, "If it wasn't for Potter to save us we-"

"Shut up and don't mention him!" Draco interrupted angrily, "I said earlier that the Dark Lord wants to be alive! But Crabbe is stupid enough to want to kill him... He didn't die, this time We are dead! The Dark Lord will kill everyone!"

He growled tremblingly, clutching the scorched hem of his clothes with empty, sweaty hands.

"In this case, you should learn to leave like Theodore."

Blaise's tone was extremely cold. He knew that the Nott family and the Malfoy family had joined the Death Eaters, but everyone had their own choices, and sometimes they fought quietly to protect themselves.He fetched the wound medicine for Goyle, but he didn't take another look at his friend who was still able to talk—the cowardice of the other party was fully demonstrated in the cursing and cursing.

In other words, he has no time to take care of other things, but is completely plunged into fear.

Alexey watched this scene from the sidelines. As Durmstrang, he didn't have much rejection of Slytherin House itself, but he couldn't understand this lack of courage and only knew how to show his teeth and claws.

"He saved you!" The young man said frankly, "He is a warrior, much stronger than you. When you are not qualified to judge, it is best to keep your mouth shut."

Draco choked, and Blaise put the medicine bottle beside him indifferently - he didn't bother to be with such a person.

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The wheel of fortune is always turning like that, and everything is beyond human control.

On May 1998, 5, as prophesied, the dawn of the day will finally come.

Everyone who witnessed this final battle will never forget it in their lifetime: when the opposing sides shot golden flames in the center of the circle they stepped on repeatedly, the spells collided, and there was a loud noise like the explosion of a cannonball— —One of them staggered back, with arms outstretched, and the slender pupils in the red eyes turned upwards—the dark wizard who had shocked the magic world for nearly half a century fell to the ground and died like a mortal, his body There was nothing in the limp, twitching, pale hands, and the snake's face was empty and blank.

And the black-haired boy stood there, holding two magic wands in his hands, lowered his head, his green eyes calmly stared at the opponent's body.

For a long and fleeting moment, the shuddering silence broke down with an overwhelming uproar, and countless emotions filled the castle, all mourning and jubilation, sorrow and joy, those shouts, The cheers and roars were earth-shattering.

At this moment, the golden and intense light shone on the shattered stained-glass window, and a small half-circle of dazzling sun was rising above Hogwarts.

The nightmare is finally over.

The author has something to say:

Listening to the code words of BrunuhVille's "Lumina", I can't calm down for a long time. The author really loves this magical style.

However, for Alexei, it was probably doomed from the very beginning. .

(Touch your head, the author actually really likes him!)

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Finally finished the defense of Hogwarts!It's great that the mainline dungeon is done! ! ~~Long live! ! ! !

So here, the plot of the original book is basically finished (events after 18 years are not included in this list), and next, the graduation of the heroine is close~