The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 285 For the Greater Good
A sudden battle broke out at the foot of a seldom-inhabited hillside, breaking the tranquility here. Ancient trees in the sky collapsed one after another, and birds and beasts ran around, trying to stay away from this "doomsday", which seemed like a natural disaster, but they didn't wait for them to run away completely. Not far from it, another "tragic" battle took place. The battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun.

And the two protagonists in this smoky battlefield that covered the sky and the sun were squatting side by side and chatting together, but the wands in their hands swung from time to time, causing loud noises and rising smoke.

"Kablev, why didn't you come as planned? You should have cast a few spells on my side at that time. Only if you pretended not to care, that little girl would be safe." Grindelwald frowned and whispered to Weiss while throwing the spell around and blasting out bursts of black mist: "How can you put the value of that little girl to you in front of him? Isn't this putting her in danger ?"

"Don't pretend to be like I think about it, don't worry, there will be no problems with the big plan you designed." Weiss and Grindelwald squatted in a row, slammed the spell, and blasted the ground around them into potholes, and then He yelled again: "Grindelwald! See where you are going!" After the yelling, he threw a huge fireball out, causing a violent explosion. Under the cover of the explosion, he opened the wine bottle he had just taken out Se's voice was muffled.

"If your thinking is what I think, I have to say, it is very risky to do this! If you are not careful, Voldemort will capture her and threaten you! It will be exactly the same as the scene just now! At that time you are going to What should I do? Isn't the plan still ruined?" Grindelwald rolled his eyes, reached out to take the wine, and drank it in big gulps.

"...Let's talk about it at that time." Weiss said helplessly after a long silence: "I have thought of many ways, but there is really no other way. Now the Death Eaters below have started to catch her. Everything I can think of Only by making Voldemort feel that she is valuable, as long as I can bring him greater value, can her life be guaranteed, whether it is used as a bait or a means of blackmailing me."

"You take it for granted..." Grindelwald shook his head slightly and said, "If it were me, I would definitely catch her immediately."

"That's right, since he handed over the 'resurrection' plan to me, I have to give him another handle, a handle that I will step into without hesitation even if I know it's a trap." There was a wry smile, then he shook his head, and said in a doubtful tone: "You caught her, what if I die when the time comes?"

"Kill you directly." Grindelwald squinted at Weiss.

"It's as if you can do it." Weiss gave Grindelwald a big white eye in disdain.

"Oh, brat, aren't you too crazy?" Grindelwald stood up abruptly, stopped releasing the spell four times, and pointed his wand straight at Weiss.

"Don't mess around! I will rely on you to save Professor Dumbledore later! I didn't expect him to come after me this time..." Weiss slapped Grindelwald's wand away and pointed in a direction outside the black mist Said, there is another battlefield.

"Coward... But, you're right, and how did he know we're here?" Grindelwald wasn't annoyed when Weiss took his wand aside, squatting back beside Weiss, pointing his wand up and down Scanned many times, but still nothing.

"It's definitely not a guess. At that time, he was very confident, and he didn't hesitate at all in the direction of flight he chose." Weiss shook his head and said, his eyes swept back and forth on Grindelwald.

"I'm sure I don't have any marks or marks on my body." Grindelwald waved his hand indifferently at Weiss.

"...you...you really can't, go to mine...go to Hermione's castle and hide, the one in France..." After a long silence, Weiss said slowly: "He did what he did today, so that I can An unknown premonition..."

"No? A joke!" Grindelwald said disdainfully, then looked at Weiss with deep meaning in his eyes for a while, and finally chuckled: "An unknown premonition..."

"Oh... okay, come here and I will blacken you, you should run away..." Weiss reached into his pocket, took out a watch to check the time, immediately got up and said, "Don't forget to give me a ruthless Knock me out."

"Oh, I don't know what mercy is..." Grindelwald rubbed the wand in his hand, and the corner of his mouth opened a weird arc: "I will definitely make your knock-up angle beautiful!"

"Also, remember to ask me what happened to Snape? Did Professor Dumbledore instruct him to come?" Weiss nodded and frowned cautiously.

……

"It's dawn..." Weiss lay on the ground panting and watched the rising sun.

"Get up and keep chasing." Voldemort whispered while standing in front of Wes with his expression unchanged.

"I've been chasing you all night, are you still going to continue?" Weiss raised his head and looked at Voldemort, who looked normal, wondering.

"You can't do it?" Voldemort glanced down at Wes.

"Don't think I can't see it, your face is a little pale!" Weiss raised his eyebrows and said to Voldemort: "However, since you ask, you have to do it if you can't do it!" Struggling to get up, I slipped several times as if I lost my strength halfway.

"Those two people are worse than me." Voldemort said lightly, after speaking, he glanced at Wes's efforts to stand up again and again but it didn't help, he just watched with cold eyes.

……

"It's really a familiar scenery..." Weiss patted the floating sand off his shoulders and said while sitting on a bedrock with only half of it left, looking at the fiery red sunset in front of him.

They are now in a desert. Below the yellow sand here is a large piece of ancient building wreckage. Now, the gravel that has covered the upper part of the year has been blown away by an unknown force, revealing its original appearance-a piece of ancient Egypt. A small gathering place.

"Next, you fly yourself..." Voldemort said while sitting on another piece of bedrock that was blown by the wind and sand, and the patterns could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were still fixed on the yew wand on his lap without blinking. , with an unusually serious expression.

"..." Weiss was lying on the bedrock, expressionless, wondering what he was thinking, and after being silent for nearly ten seconds, he said, "You don't have magic power anymore..."

"If you can keep up, let's go." Voldemort stood up abruptly after hearing the words, but his body shook violently and almost fell down.

"Oh, old man..." Weiss sat up with a mocking look on his face.

"Huh." Voldemort snorted coldly, and with a wave of his robe, he instantly turned into a black mist and rushed towards the sky.

"..." Weiss silently stared at Voldemort flying towards the sky, and the ominous premonition in his heart became more and more violent.

……

Weiss faced the east with his sword in both hands, silently admiring the fiery red sun.

The golden yellow sand and the flaming sun are obviously a very beautiful scenery, but the muffled hum that comes from his ears from time to time breaks this beauty.

At the same time, Weiss' heart was broken.

He didn't dare to turn his head, afraid of seeing the miserable scene of the two old men behind him.

He didn't dare to move his body, afraid that his trembling body would completely expose his heart.

He didn't dare to look away from the fiery red sun, for fear that his reddening eyes would be noticed by others.

Even, he didn't dare to release any of his own magical power, and he was tightly suppressing it in his body, because he believed that it must be unprecedentedly violent.

The reason why he is like this is very simple.

When the two old men fell, the idea of ​​giving up all plans and killing them immediately flashed in his mind.

He firmly believes that he can do it.

No, he must do it.

But those blue eyes stared at him firmly.

And the other pair of blue eyes stared at him firmly.

A pair is full of calm.

The other pair was full of determination.

He gave up.

Eyes meeting each other, he backed away.

So, he turned towards the east with no expression on his face, waiting for the morning sun in the dark night sky.

All this came to an end with "Avada Kedavra".

That sound was full of madness.

That sound was full of pride.

That sound was full of tyranny.

That sound was full of relief.

Then, without waiting for its owner to speak, Weiss spoke first.

It was a hoarse voice.

"If you didn't ask your question, what are you going to do?"

Its owner spoke without the slightest hesitation.

There was a joyful voice when he opened his mouth.

"My answer is in this magic wand!"

"Huh? This one?" Weiss turned his head at this moment, his voice had returned to the original, but a silver mist flashed in his red eyes from time to time.

"That's right! It's powerful enough to make everything surrender!" Voldemort stared at the wand in his hands with a pair of greedy eyes, and he didn't care about the side things at all.

"Did you find Ollivander or Gregovich? Did they tell you? By the way, don't tell me, you found that Levi?" Weiss wondered whether there were cellars or prison cells or something.

"Grigorovich? Oh! There is no Gregorovitch in this world anymore!" Voldemort caressed the wand in his hand, the gentleness in his hand and the wild laughter on his face seemed to be two people.

"Oh, congratulations, what are you going to do with these two? Throw them away?" Weiss pointed at the two calm-faced corpses.

"Heh, what's your plan?" Voldemort's scarlet snake eyes shifted to Wes's face, and his smile slightly restrained.

"Throw it back to Hogwarts, and put a shiny Dark Mark on it to announce your victory to the whole world." Weiss spread his hands, with a weird smile on his face: "Then I'll make it for the two old guys." An alchemy formation makes their bodies inseparable, it's interesting to think about it, a most famous white wizard must be buried with a notorious black wizard..."

"That's right, but first, let's try my new wand!" Voldemort nodded slightly, but he quickly cast a spell over.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Weiss dodged quickly, and appeared several hundred meters away in an instant with a sway of his body. He shouted loudly: "I have no magic power now!"

"..." Voldemort didn't reply, he squinted his eyes and stared at the wand in his hand after throwing out the spell, the ecstasy on his face disappeared instantly, and he became very shocked and puzzled.

"What's the matter?" Weiss' figure returned to Voldemort's side, imitating Voldemort's appearance and staring at the wand in his hand.

"..." Voldemort stared at the wand in his hand with a gloomy expression, and didn't make another sound. After a while, he growled in an angry tone: "Kablev, hurry up! Alchemy array!"

"Why don't you know how to appreciate such a beautiful scenery?" Weiss shook his head as he quickly walked to the side of the two old men, squatted down quickly, and quickly took out a variety of alchemy materials. A series of alchemy formations were carved into the bodies of the two of them.

But at this moment, Voldemort was pacing back and forth very restlessly, but his eyes looked at the wand in his hand from time to time.

Its power is not as great as imagined.

"By the way, can you give me this wand? You see my wand is about to break again, and its magic power is becoming less and less smooth..." Weiss pointed at Grindelwald while shaking the alchemy circle. A dark wand said: "Although each wizard only has one wand, I consume it too quickly..."

"'Every wizard has only one wand'?" murmured Voldemort after hearing the words.

Accompanied by the crisp snapping sound of "snap", Voldemort's cold voice came over: "Yes."

……

The next day, the Daily Prophet and a piece of news spread throughout the British wizarding world.

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

fall.

With the help of some people, this news spread throughout the entire magic world like a spark that started a prairie fire.

……

"You said that wizard is inside?" A capable wizard asked the tavern owner in a low voice outside a tavern.

"Yes, Lord Auror, he... is very similar to that person..." The tavern owner lowered his voice, his eyes filled with panic.

"You stay outside the door, I'll go take a look." The Auror's face was tangled together, then he shook his head vigorously, straightened his clothes and said to the group of Aurors behind him, not waiting for a few people After replying, he pushed open the door of the tavern, strode in, and saw Weiss sitting quietly on a table at a glance, and he was the only one in the whole tavern.

"Kablev, what are you doing in our country?" The Auror quickly walked to Weiss's desk, staring at him with fiery eyes.

"Huh...Bada? It's been a long time. I hope I didn't call you by the wrong name." Weiss raised his head slightly, glanced at this unusually familiar Auror, pondered for a while and nodded to him.

"..." Bada stared at Weiss with a frosty face, only to realize that the two bottles of wine he opened were put aside, but what he himself drank was ordinary water.

"So, what are you going to do in my country?" Bada drew out his wand, sat opposite Wes, and pointed the tip of his wand straight at Wes.

"I'm tired, sit down and have a drink." Weiss waved his hand and said without paying attention to Bada's wand.

"I'll keep an eye on you." Bada stared at Weiss with a cold face.

"Don't catch me?" Weiss raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

"..." All he got was Bada's long silence, and after a while he showed a wry smile: "I can't catch it, I don't want my country to be like Greece and Sweden..."

"Oh, then sit down, I'll take a break and leave." Weiss nodded to the man, brought another bottle of wine, opened it and put it in front of him, and then asked as if chatting: "Go on That girl last time was... Forget it, I can't remember, are you two married?"

"...Well." Bada was stunned by Weiss's question, touched the ring between his fingers and subconsciously smiled, then straightened his face, and said loudly: "You don't mind if I let my men come in too Have a drink?"

"Up to you." Weiss shrugged and responded indifferently.

"Come in, find a place to sit by yourself." Bada waved his hand towards the door, and a dozen or so Aurors filed in, forming a small circle around Weiss' position.

"Well, it's mine today, everyone, drink slowly." Weiss waved his hand casually while talking, and a stack of Galleons slowly flew down on the bar, and then ignored everyone, silently Sitting in his seat, he drank water slowly.

He sat for three days.

And the Auror beside him also changed nine waves.

It's just that Bada, who was opposite him, stared at him for three days, and drank countless refreshing potions on the way.

"Hmm..." Weiss suddenly said, and the Aurors around stood up in surprise, and many of them pointed their wands straight at Weiss.

"You guys are using wands now too." Weiss couldn't help but said as he watched Bada grabbing his wand tightly.

"What are you going to do?" Bada put down his wand and asked tentatively.

"I'm hungry." Weiss spread his hands and said to the owner who didn't know when he would return to the bar: "Give me some food."

"...Understood." The shopkeeper first fixed his eyes on Bada, and then responded after seeing him nodding slightly.

While waiting for the food, the whole tavern fell into silence again.

"Snapped!"

Just as the Aurors sat down and put down their wands, the door of the tavern was pushed open.

The shock made them stand up together again. Before they could react, a girl had already rushed to Weiss in a hurry.

"Snapped!"

Another crisp sound.

All the Aurors who were provoked by this sound took a breath, covered their left cheeks together, and stared at the visitor with slightly surprised eyes.

"Why did you do that!" the girl yelled, clutching Weiss' collar tightly, "Why!"

"Your oral habit is gone?" Weiss rubbed his face, staring at the visitor indifferently.

"Say! Why!" Parvati's eyes were red, tears swirled in them, and her voice was hoarse.

"..." All that was exchanged was Weiss' silence.

"You can obviously save me..." Parvati growled loudly with tears, but before she finished speaking, she felt that she was stuffed into a rubber tube, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"What's going on! Why isn't there any anti-apparition arrangement!" In the tavern, Bada stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and suddenly slammed on the wine table and roared at the surrounding Aurors.

"He stayed quietly for three days...so we..." an Auror crouched and whispered.

"Idiot! Go find him! Find him for me!" Bada slammed down all the wine bottles and glasses on the table, and roared angrily with the sound of glass shattering: "Also! Find that one for me!" Who the hell is the girl!"

……

When Parvati woke up again, there were already dots of stars twinkling in the sky, but now she was lying on a bed, and the appearance of this bed was very familiar to her.

It was very much like the bed she had slept in for 6 years.

This familiar scene made her a little dazed, but she quickly shook her head. She opened her curtains abruptly, sat up quickly and scanned the surroundings, and instantly found the mighty man sitting in front of the fire. s.

So she grabbed the blankets and pillows beside her and flung them desperately.

"Why don't you save the professor! You can do it!" Parvati yelled with tears.

"..." Weiss sat silently in front of the fire without saying a word, quietly watching the flames gradually spread to the entire blanket.

"Why did you leave Hogwarts! Why did you become what you are now!" Parvati threw the pillow on the bed at him again, and her hoarse voice distorted her original crisp voice.

"..." Weiss still sat in front of the fire without saying a word.

"Say it! Why!" Parvati sat on the bed and cried, choking with rain, "Give me a reason!"

"For the greater good..." Weiss' tone was quite calm.

"Then why didn't you let them kill me...and Lavender?" Parvati buried her head in her knees, and her voice slowly rang out with sobbing: "You can't save us like you saved us." Professor?"

"...I can't." Weiss was silent for a long time, and then slowly spit out a word: "I can't do it."

"So... the greater good of bullshit..." Parvati sobbed, her voice becoming weaker and weaker, and she slowly fell on the bed, her brows were furrowed tightly, and her expression looked extremely painful.

"Yeah, the greater good of bullshit..." Weiss conjured up a blanket, waved it casually, and it flew to Parvati's body like a magic carpet, covering her tightly.

…Hogwarts, in an empty classroom…

"I decided not to go back, don't tell Professor McGonagall or anyone else!" Parvati raised a finger at Lavender and Hermione.

"Then you are going to hide here?" Lavender's eyes were red and swollen and he grabbed Parvati's hand: "What about the holiday?"

"I'm going to Hogsmeade, if you have something to do, go to Hogsmeade and find me!" Parvati broke away from Lavender's hand with a somewhat unnatural expression, and said to Hermione: "I will stay in the next semester. Hogsmeade! Welcome to me!"

"Are you going to the funeral in a few days?" Lavender sobbed softly, wiping away tears.

"...Go? I should go..." Parvati pondered for a while and nodded, then looked at Hermione: "Do you think Wes is real..."

"Don't mention him!" Hermione frowned and stared at Parvati seriously.

"Well, don't mention him!" Lavender also stared at Parvati and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)