HP Nocturne and Evening Bell

Chapter 32

The first Christmas without her parents, she and Harry Ron spent by the coast of Norway, the Nordic sheath reef hit a loud noise that shattered the soul, the sky without the aurora was only pure darkness, like a stage The curtain call, the hustle and bustle ends.In order to avoid the pursuit of the Death Eaters, they left Northern Ireland, where they stayed the day before, and came to the top of the cold cliff in the polar region half by magic and half on foot.

"This place is very close to the hometown of Santa Claus. In Muggle fairy tales, Santa Claus is a kind old man who will secretly deliver Christmas gifts to children. He drives an elk sleigh from the chimney to the children's beds. Give them gifts, unfortunately, on that day, there are Santa Clauses all over the world, but his hometown does not have him on Christmas Eve." Hermione breathed out a cloud of white air, and the cold starlight reflected In the sparkling waves, blurred and lonely, except for the fluctuation of sea water, there is silence around.

"Mom probably won't have time to make onion soup this year. Everyone is too busy. I hope she won't worry about me." Ron said regretfully.

"After 17 years of drinking, you still haven't gotten tired of the strong taste?" Hermione raised her eyebrows deliberately.

"Come on, Ron doesn't hate any delicious food. Remember that time when we were almost late for Charms class? It was all because Ron was reluctant to part with the unfinished chicken legs." Harry chuckled.

"You two! It's a huge sin to waste food! Besides, I haven't eaten for a long time!" Ron exaggeratedly touched his stomach.

Looking at the heavy shadows under the red-haired boy's eyes and the unhealed wound on the back of his hand, Hermione was suddenly speechless.

"Hey, come on, we should think about things after the You-Know-Who is eliminated." Harry tried to liven up the atmosphere.

"First of all, I'm going to drink a big pot of lamb stew with potatoes made by my mother. I want to die for this taste. And the honey zizi candies from the candy store in Diagon Alley. The big bag I bought last time was all eaten by Ginny Take it away, she actually thinks I'm fat, let's see what she says after everything is over this time! Oh, speaking of Ginny, Harry, don't think I don't know about her and you. She was abducted by unknown fools, she might as well be with you, I have accepted her to be with you, Harry."

"Oh, I don't think Ginny will care... Anyway, thank you for your approval, I... don't know if I can live to that time, if something really happens, please take good care of her. Harry stared at the white break of the sea breaking in front of the cliff.

"Harry, you will be fine. You will survive. I believe we will be victorious. You see, besides us, there are so many members of the Order of the Phoenix who have won victories and are fighting bloody battles. You can't think like this, we can't Not allowed to think like this. Look at it optimistically, you see, if something happens to me, at least I don't have to worry about whether my parents will be unbearable, after all, they are living a happy sojourn life in Australia now." Hermione Trying to swallow the surging sourness.

"What's the matter with you? Did you explain the funeral one by one all of a sudden? We won't do anything, no matter what, we won't let you die." Ron suddenly changed his face, his blue eyes seeping into a shadow.

Harry nodded solemnly, he nodded quietly to Ron in a corner where Hermione couldn't see, and something flashed in the eyes of the two.

"You guys? You didn't hide anything from me, did you?" Hermione looked suspiciously at the two boys with different expressions.

"Do you think we can hide anything from you? As I once said, who can escape the eyes of that know-it-all lady who knows everything?" Ron raised his eyebrows.

Hermione continued to eye the red-haired boy suspiciously: "Very suspicious, Ronald."

"Don't call me Ronald!" Ron turned away in embarrassment.

"Merry Christmas! I think it's past twelve o'clock Muggle time." Harry was about to be overwhelmed when he saw Ron, so he simply changed the subject.

"Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas!"

The three lightly lighted the light on the tip of the staff, and three beams of faint white light rose slowly, and the cold light reflected their pale cheeks.The sea breeze blows, the rocks tremble, and the stars in the sky are far away for hundreds of millions of years. The three faint light beams are like three humble candles, swaying the loudest cry in the silent and cold winter night.

"Harry, Ron..." Memories flooded in like a tide, and the faces that had been away for many years were no longer blurred in dreams. Their clear eyebrows and bright smiles appeared vividly in front of him. Hermione's pink hair curled together, and Hermione remembered how they had turned the color of roses from the excitement of seeing her.Sirius stood next to Tonks neatly dressed, he took off the arc and vicissitudes tortured by Azkaban, just like Padfoot in his youth, as naughty and cunning.Luna stared at herself with those dreamy eyes, and unconsciously fiddled with a string of beer bottle necklaces with her hands.Neville hugged a pot of rice buds and secretly looked at Luna's loose curly hair, and said something in his mouth.Little Malfoy was still arrogant and lawless, as if the pain and fear of the sixth grade had never appeared on him.Everyone forgave Hermione for all the mistakes she had made and all the bitterness she had poured out, with open arms, like children returning to Eden, waiting for Hermione to join them.

Hermione crawled towards the mirror bit by bit, and the scenes in the mirror began to flash back frequently, the modern London streets, Snape's Potions classroom, the crowded tavern in Hogsmeade, the bright library, the terrifying Dementors, the stormy Forbidden Forest, the sky where countless black shadows whizzed by, a pair of red eyes, countless pictures flashed continuously, faster and faster, until it became a piece of constant fluctuation, and it was impossible to see what it was .

Looking at Hermione who was in chaos, Greenwald exclaimed: "The little girl has experienced a lot, but I can't find my trace. Instead, it is an unknown person who has attracted attention. Strange, strange."

Tom looked at Hermione, who was crawling towards the mirror, with an unfathomable expression. In the midst of countless confused thoughts, he heard the word "Voldemort". Unexpectedly, he felt a slight pain in his heart, and his delicate nerves tightened suddenly. Could it be that they What's the connection?

Just as he was about to say something, the chaotic picture in the mirror suddenly changed. Tom saw himself appearing in the mirror, handsome as usual, with a gentle smile on his face in the mirror. Eyes sparkle, full of love.His heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but want to go forward.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that your girlfriend has you in her heart. This mirror will reveal the deepest desire in the heart, and it will usually make people obsessed and stay in front of the mirror until they die. Therefore, I advise you... .”

Before Greenwald finished speaking, Hermione suddenly stopped crawling towards the mirror, her forehead was covered with sweat, and a scream of pain echoed, piercing her heart, she suddenly raised her wand, confused Cast a spell.

"Oh," Greenwald moved his body and easily dodged Hermione's attack, "what? I'm angry because I revealed something you've been trying to hide all along? But the secret will be revealed one day, I miss you Should be more than happy to tell me, who is that Lord Voldemort? Is he the reason for my obscurity?"

Hearing these three words, Hermione's pupils shrank suddenly.She actually made such a serious mistake, uneasiness and anxiety welled up in her heart, she looked at Tom uncontrollably, and found that he had no special reaction, so she was slightly relieved.

"I don't know." Hermione replied stiffly.

"It seems that you are more useful than I thought, and you actually contain so much useful information. It's a pity that Legilimency is useless on you. It seems that I have to recalculate the value." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his wand Shoots a red light in Tom's direction.Tom ducked out of the way immediately, and raised his wand to fight back.

"I regret it. Maybe your information about the future is more useful than Tom's mastery of black magic. Losing him, but one less assistant, if I capture your boyfriend, maybe you will be happy to tell me everything, I can There are plans to avoid possible dangers in the future." Greenwald kept attacking Tom while talking to Hermione.

Tom dodged Greenwald's attack, remained silent, moved his wrist slightly, and the tip of the slender staff immediately emitted a few red rays of light.

"Silent spell? It seems that I underestimated you." Greenwald shook his wand, and a stronger yellow light shot straight at Tom.

The Elder Wand!After realizing what was in Greenwald's hand, Hermione worriedly wanted to stand up, but she couldn't succeed. She felt big beads of sweat dripping down, and her vision was a little blurred.

A flash of red light nearly hit Tom's chest. Tom dodged nimbly, but the spell still scratched the back of Tom's hand. Seeing Tom injured for the first time, Hermione was very anxious, her arms supporting the ground trembled even more .

The red blood on the back of his hand seemed to touch Tom's nerves. He stopped hesitating, clenched his jaw, turned the wand in his hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Without further scruples, he secretly gathered his magic power, and cut off the blood instantly with a quick cutting spell. A few strands of Greenwald's hair.

Grinwald watched angrily as his beautiful blond hair fell to the ground. He let out a low growl, and angrily fought back. His arms shook, and several intermingled beams of light passed through the empty hall, smashing the stained glass windows, and Hermione rolled over. Trying to avoid the shards of glass falling from the zenith, leaving a few bloodstains on the smooth ground.

Seeing Greenwald deliberately moving back and forth near Hermione to fight him, Tom couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and a red light flashed in the black eyes.

"Professor Dumbledore, you are finally here!" He suddenly shouted excitedly.

Greenwald's movements froze for a moment, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to turn his head. At this moment, Tom shot a green light at the blond wizard without hesitation: "Avada Kedavra!"

"Expelliarmus!" At the same time, a slightly hoarse voice sounded, and the wand in Greenwald's hand flicked into the hand of the witch who was half lying on the ground. At the same time, his body was penetrated by green light. Slowly, he remained surprised. look, fell to the ground.

Hermione lay back on the ground weakly, but clutched the Elder Wand tightly.

Tom put down his hand that had been holding his wand, and walked towards her slowly: "Hermione, you owe me an explanation."