The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 323 Final Chapter ([-])

The moon is bright and the stars are shining.

The white moonlight reflected two figures, separated by a wide street, they walked side by side quietly, no one made a sound, as if the environment they were in was as peaceful.

The houses on both sides of the street are completely dark, the low chirping of insects and the occasional 'cuckoo' of night owls make people unconsciously ignore the dry and hot air, and their mood seems to have been sublimated.

The two of them were not walking fast, but the street was only so long, and within a few minutes they stood in front of a house with lights on. Immediately, the young man's voice broke the tranquility:
"you arrived."

"Ah."

"Let's go back."

"Um……"

"..."

"..."

"what happened?"

"Walk with me again..."

"okay."

Following the boy's straightforward and earnest response, the girl stretched out her slightly trembling arm, held his arm firmly and firmly, and stared blankly at the arm that hadn't been pulled away. After a long while, her eyes Bend into a beautiful arc, raised his head and looked into his blue eyes: "Let's go, just walk around."

"Ah."

The street fell into silence again, only the 'rustling' sound from the two people's feet, drifting away...

However, the two figures under the moonlight have intertwined at this time, and there is no gap...

……

In a park for children to play, a girl sits on a swing, and the two metal chains of the swing make a crisp sound as she sits down.

The young man stood quietly behind her, without using magic power, he just used his hands to gently push it again and again, and the swing drove the gentle wind to blow the girl's brown hair even more messy.

After the girl shook her head slightly, Weiss stopped pushing the swing and silently watched her straighten her long hair. Although it didn't help much, she still fiddled with her long hair stubbornly, hoping that it would be better. neat.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" Weiss asked softly while holding Hermione's hand that was about to continue.

Accompanied by a long silence, Hermione put Weiss' big hand on her shoulder and squeezed it tightly, but in the end she just shook her head slightly and replied softly, "...No."

"Really?" Weiss responded noncommittally, but also clenched her little cold hand tightly.

"I always feel that the time is too short, obviously you have been here for 7 years..." Hermione felt the warmth and strength from her hands become softer and softer: "If you don't go to Voldemort, we should have more time... ..."

"No, this is a must." Weiss gently kneaded Hermione's shoulders with his hand: "I already knew that Voldemort was just trying to 'make money' in that attack, but we still had to go to the last We are on guard against a possible 'attack on Harry', he has been hiding in the dark, we are too passive..."

"But what does this have to do with your past?" Hermione felt Weiss' breathing above her head, and hearing the strong heartbeat behind her head, her face turned red and she turned her head to look around to confirm that there was really no one else here.

"Voldemort knew me from some people, and through that attack, he realized that I might mess up his plan, so before he got my power, he would hide in secret again and again to implement the plan, and Dumbledore Professor Lido can't watch me and Harry at the same time, and more importantly, we need an internal response to know his movements." Weiss let go of the hand on Hermione's shoulder, walked around her, Squatting in front of her and looking into her eyes, he said, "Besides, there is no pressure to do things when you are around bad people. You just need to appear worse than them."

"Your 'badness' is known to the entire wizarding world." Hermione rested her hand on her chin, staring at him with bright eyes without fear: "You villain! Tell me all the bad things you have done!"

"Killing the giants, it shouldn't count..." Weiss looked at Hermione and smiled: "After all, Hogwarts can't withstand the simultaneous attacks of so many giants."

"You really did this?" Hermione repeated in disbelief with a look of surprise on her face, and then she frowned and said in distress: "Those are real... giants, Hagrid said at the time that I still didn't believe you will do..."

"The old guy Grindelwald always said a word: 'for the greater good'." Weiss reached out and pressed Hermione's furrowed eyebrows, helping her to stretch them out, and said softly at the same time: "At least In this matter, I think he is right. I can't let Voldemort get that great help for nothing. You also participated in the war that just ended. Facing those giants, it is difficult for us to defeat them in the first place. And when fighting them, the group of Death Eaters will attack at the same time, and the casualties will be even greater."

"The group of 'Death Eaters' are no big deal." Hermione grabbed Wes's hand from her forehead, thinking about the scene at that time, she said angrily, "Even Neville took care of one!"

"That's because I have tried to kill those more powerful Death Eaters one by one in the past few years." Weiss shook his head and said in a tone full of regret: "The few of you who rushed into mysterious affairs that year Division, if it wasn't for Professor Moody and the others moving too slowly, Voldemort would have been alone back then, and this war would have been much easier to fight."

"That year? Department of Mysteries? Professor Moody?" Hermione tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly realized: "The prophecy ball?"

"Ah."

"That year...well, Harry saw you fighting Voldemort? Is it true?" Hermione recalled with a slight frown, imitating a strange syllable in her mouth: "What is 'Clarinet'? "

"It's the 'black coffin'. It doesn't use magic power, so I used it to attack Voldemort. Unfortunately, I couldn't kill him at that time." Weiss repeated it clearly, and then explained: "This kind of energy is a kind of energy. A magical energy that does not belong to 'magic'. Every world has its own unique energy, would you like to go and see it with me?"

"I think!" Hermione nodded without any hesitation, stared at Wes without blinking, and said in a very serious and solemn tone: "But here..."

"'But here's something I have to do', right?" Weiss added the second half of the sentence for her in Hermione's voice with a smile.

"Don't speak in my voice!" Hermione said with a slight complaint, and then said with a downcast expression: "This way, my firm determination after so much effort will be shaken again."

"Shaken? No." Weiss shook his head slightly and said with a gentle expression, "You are Hermione Jane Granger."

"..." Hermione buried her head down again, her low voice was somewhat muffled: "Then how can you use my voice?"

"Inspired by the spell I learned when I left Hogwarts, I wrapped my throat with magic power, and tried out your voice little by little." Weiss stood up and gently placed his palm on Hermione's head On, the voice was full of laughter.

Weiss noticed that the little heads of his subordinates trembled visibly, and Hermione's whole body seemed to shrink even smaller. After a long while, her muffled voice sounded: "...It must have been hard work."

"No." Weiss stood up and stretched his waist and said casually, "After all, it's just a very familiar voice."

"Meow~~"

"Hey, Crookshanks." Weiss looked back and found a fat orange cat squatting at the entrance of the park, staring at the two with green eyes.

"Meow~" Crookshanks meowed in a low voice, and walked over leisurely, first circled around Wes's feet, rubbed him affectionately, and then ran to Hermione's side. Regardless of her posture, she jumped directly on her knees, looking up at her face covered by her hair.

"It seems that Crookshanks is looking for you to go back." Weiss bent down and patted its big head and Hermione's small head.

'Well, it's all messed up. Weiss thought so, and stroked it smoothly.

"...Hmm." Hermione buried her face in Crookshanks' fur, rubbed her face vigorously, but did not raise her head, but stretched out a hand to Wes: "Go back."

……

Wes let go of Hermione's hand in front of Granger's house, nodded to Crookshanks' flat nose in her arms and said to it, "I sent her home safely."

"Meow~" Crookshanks let out a low cry, rubbed his face against Wes' fingers, and struggled to jump out of Hermione's arms.

"Then, goodbye?" Weiss looked at Hermione who was still bowing her head and scratched her head in distress.

"Hmm..." Hermione lowered her head and answered in a low voice, still standing in front of the door without moving her feet.

"Then I'm leaving, you can go back too." Weiss looked sideways at the house beside him, and through the bright windows, he could vaguely see two figures staying in the living room: "Your family is still waiting for you Woolen cloth."

Hermione looked back at the window subconsciously, and the two figures illuminated by the light were projected on the curtains, and her parents were looking at her silently through the window.

Even though the shadow was pitch black, Hermione, who was their daughter, could already imagine their worried expressions.

So, almost subconsciously, she raised her feet and walked towards 'home', towards the person who was still waiting for her.

Weiss stood on the street, silently watching Hermione's movements of 'opening, entering, closing' in one go, and finally took a deep look at the closed door, then turned and left.

As soon as he walked past the three houses, Weiss stopped, looked suspiciously at the shadow of the group of houses under the moonlight, and looked back at the location of Hermione's house.

"I remember I paid special attention to it. All the Time Converters have been destroyed. Where did you get this one on your neck?" Weiss walked towards the shadow with a few steps, squinted at the pale Hermione in front of him, and stretched out his hand Help her caress her back and comfort her: "Or have you been infected by Gryffindor and become reckless, thus using such a broken time-turner?"

"Huh~huh~" Hermione just put her hands on her knees, gasping for breath, big beads of sweat dripped from her forehead onto the neatly manicured lawn, and shattered into pieces.

After a long while, Hermione finally let out a long sigh of relief, straightened her waist and stretched out her hand to pull the damaged Time Converter off her neck, looking at it full of cracks, she said helplessly: "I finally know that Professor Dumbledore Why do you say 'your hair is white', you know it was still intact when I got it."

"Then where did this come from?" Weiss followed Hermione's gaze, and Hermione covered his eyes in the next second.

"Ms. Inpass gave it to me." Hermione adjusted her collar, and after confirming that it would not be exposed, she let go of her hand covering Wes's eyes: "Ms. Inpass said that my second source of magic It is most likely because we experienced a time travel together, so she 'brought' one, and after repairing it, she is going to let me go to a place with you to try again... In short, it worked a lot."

"Don't take things made by my mother in the future..." Weiss said with a strange expression.

"... Oh." Hermione was obviously stunned for a while, and then answered softly after lowering her head for a while.

"How about the things she modifies? Simply put, they will go wrong in various unexpected places. In the future, let me try the things she gives you before using them. At least...my life is hard." Weiss said bitterly. Gritting his teeth, he looked at a house where there was a very funny mage——Lena Imbass.

"Isn't it?" Hermione immediately raised her head when she heard the words, and followed Wes's gaze with surprise, but she didn't know why, but she was a little happy.

"Oh, why not, how many times did you turn this time?" Weiss sighed deeply and asked Hermione helplessly.

"A circle... um..." Hermione responded subconsciously, she was taken aback after she finished speaking, and her face began to turn pale.

"You've thought about it too, right?" Wisson shook his head resignedly: "The time should be back an hour ago, but the 'now' you have just returned home."

"Uh, this is just a special case, right?" Hermione dryly defended, touching her arms with some fear, as if she wanted to confirm their integrity.

"Oh, you ask my dad, he has the most right to speak." Weiss's face was full of pain, and his face was filled with the expression of 'can't bear to look back'. After pondering for a long time, his face eased a little, and he looked at Hermione strangely. With a questioning expression on his face, he asked: "You spent so much effort to come here, what's the matter?"

"You don't suspect that 'I' was pretended?" Hermione pointed to her nose.

"Will you recognize me as Harry?" Weiss reached out and brushed his face, and Harry's face appeared in front of Hermione's eyes in the next second.

"Um... well, it turns out that in this state, you can find that your magic fluctuations will not change at all." Hermione was stunned by the change of Wess, and after staring at Harry's face for a while, she suddenly realized. .

"Remember my magic fluctuations." Weiss said with a smile, and changed his face back casually: "You can easily identify our magic source after awakening. The magic fluctuations of people like us are almost It won't change, even if someone pretends to be you this time, I can recognize it at a glance."

"'Our kind of people' always feels a bit wrong..." Hermione twitched the corner of her mouth, then pulled Lavis into the shadows completely and looked at her house waiting silently, explaining in her mouth : "When I go home... Anyway, I have something to tell you."

"Oh, you're coming out?" Weiss also looked back at Granger's house. Within a few seconds, a Hermione slammed the door open, ran up the street and looked around blankly. After looking around for a while, she walked towards Li Na and the others ran to the house where they lived now, but she only ran a few steps. Her footsteps stopped again, and she stood there alone with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Then, I'm here." The voice of Hermione next to her sounded faintly. Following her words, Hermione in the street reached into her arms, took out a glittering golden necklace from it, and fiddled with it. Slowly disappearing in the air.

"Now, I've found you." Hermione raised her head, her eyes no longer dodged, and she looked straight at Wes next to her.

"Don't use this thing anymore, there is something wrong with 'time' and 'space'." Weiss looked at the position where Hermione 'disappeared' and then looked at the position where Hermione 'appeared' and said cautiously: "Next One time might turn you into a fellow student of Voldemort."

"Okay." Hermione responded softly, and stood there looking at Granger's house in a daze: "Mom told me that I need to tell you clearly my heart, so as not to leave any regrets when I grow up. ..."

"Ok?"

"I also think what mom said is right. After all, when I see you next time, maybe I'm in my seventies..." Hermione turned her gaze back to Wes's face, looked into his blue eyes and said softly, "Wes , you know, I really, really, really like you..."

"Well, I see." Weiss's expression became weird instantly, he scratched his head and tentatively replied with some hesitation: "Thank you?"

"You should respond to me more formally at this time!" Hermione complained, rolling her eyes at Wes.

"You know I like you, after all, I told you in dozens of very formal ways the day before yesterday." Weiss spread his hands innocently: "But even so, it's still...forget it, let's not talk about that .You see, I have used at least dozens of ways to tell you dozens of times."

"That doesn't count!" Hermione immediately blushed and loudly defended, then looked at Wes's confused face and frowned in distress, stood there with her head raised and stared at Wes with a little expectation : "Okay, that's true... But I still want to get your positive and direct response from you... Do you understand?"

"Uh, to be honest, I don't really understand." Weiss shook his head bluntly, but his expression softened, and a smile bloomed on his face. Although his body movements were a bit stiff and unnatural, he still firmly moved towards He Min approached: "However, Jonathan once told me that when I don't know how to answer girls' questions, I need to do this..."

Immediately, Hermione, who had a look of hesitation, was hugged by Weiss. Her already flushed face even turned a little pink, and she subconsciously wanted to wave her arms to push him away, but her ear The powerful heartbeat coming from the side changed her movements strangely - her arms were still stretched out tremblingly, and then, she hugged her tightly, without leaving a trace of gap.

Immediately afterwards, Weiss' voice sounded, but it sounded a little confused:

"Then he asked me to say something at this time? Am I wrong? Buy all? Love? Choose you?"

In an instant, Hermione's excited heart calmed down.

He squeezed Weiss' waist hard, broke free from his embrace, and then stared at Weiss with a pair of eyes aggrieved.

But before she opened her mouth, Weiss nodded as if he had thought of the answer, suppressed his smile, looked into her eyes and said solemnly: "Well, I like you too."

Hermione was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and her eyes were filled with joy, but it took only a few seconds for her to react. She squinted at Wes and said in a bad tone, "Is this what Jonathan taught you?"

"This sentence is not." Weiss smiled again, stretched out his arms to hug Hermione again, and whispered above her head: "This is not true either."

"Really?" Hermione buried her head in Wes's chest, her voice muffled.

"Really." Wes patted Hermione on the back, let go of her, looked down at her slightly, and raised his arm: "Would you like to try to release an unbreakable spell? There is no such spell on this arm, It’s still quite unaccustomed.”

"Really? Then let me add one for you..." Hermione looked up at Wes, who was close at hand, and stretched out her hand to gently grab his arm in the air.

"You may not know this spell, its release requires witnesses..." Weiss raised his eyebrows and added, but he didn't struggle and let Hermione pull his arm closer to her.

Immediately, Hermione opened her small mouth violently, and bit down hard.

A few seconds later, she crouched down clutching her cheeks.

Weiss looked at the scene in front of him with twitching corners of his eyes, and then looked at the clear tooth marks on his arm, nodded his head for a while and said, "Madam Pomfrey's craftsmanship is really good, look how many teeth you have now. tidy."

"Is now the time to care about this matter? Hiss... my teeth..." Hermione stood up holding her cheeks, pulled Wes's arm and looked in front of her, and then smacked her mouth a few times with some hesitation. In the end, he still gave up and didn't take another bite, muttering to himself with some confusion: "There is no bleeding..."

"If your bite force is not enough, you have to bite with the mentality of killing me to be able to bleed..." Weiss said helplessly.

"Really? I'll try again?" Hermione blinked twice and looked at Wes with her head up and asked.

"...It hurts, okay." Weiss' tone became more and more helpless.

"It's just to make you feel the pain." Hermione insisted with a very serious attitude.

"reason?"

"A book I read once said that 'pain is an instinct and the most powerful way to maintain memory'. Maybe if you leave, I won't be able to see you until I die. I have to impress you. I want you to remember me!" Hermione said solemnly, and then she became depressed after speaking, she gently stroked the tooth marks on Weiss's arm and murmured: "But I can't do it, I can't bite it down... ..."

"Then take out the 'memory' and keep it close to you. Whenever you forget something, you can take it out again." Weiss reached out and took out a small crystal bottle from his arms to show it to Hermione. The strands of silver inside shrugged and said in a relaxed tone: "We are wizards."

"It will also lose its luster with the passage of time." Hermione shook her head subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that she looked at the crystal bottle in surprise and asked, "Whose is this?"

"Jessica." Weiss' eyes were slightly loose, as if he was recalling, but he only recalled it for a few seconds before putting away the crystal bottle, shaking his head slightly and saying, "She doesn't want it anymore."

"..." Hermione didn't speak any more at this time, but stared at the crystal bottle that Weiss put away with a pair of red eyes.

"Memory is a very precious thing for a person. It cannot be shown to you, at least not in this world." Weiss immediately refused when he saw her expression.

"If you don't look at it, then don't look at it." Hermione turned her head aside angrily, suppressed her voice and said in a nonchalant tone: "You can tell by the name that this girl is very beautiful..."

"How did you know she was beautiful from the name?" Weiss looked at Hermione dumbfounded, and when he found that she didn't mean to answer, he recalled slightly and nodded his head in a tone full of praise: "She Familiar with all kinds of firearms, long-distance sniper aiming is very accurate, and almost hit me."

"After you stripped her memory, she gave her memory to you?" Hermione asked in a strange tone.

"That's right, she thinks being spellcast is a very interesting thing, and it's not convenient to keep this part of her memory with her." Weiss shrugged and said casually: "Anyway, I don't understand her at all. idea."

Hermione stared at Weiss with a strange expression after listening to Weiss's narration, and then said in a confused voice after a long while: "And then?"

"There is no more, she should have changed to another country to carry out the mission now." Weiss spread his hands and said that he didn't know where Jessica went.

"...Thinking about your 'experiences', I suddenly have an urge to go with you." Hermione looked at Weiss with a strange expression, and said such a sentence after a while.

"Then let's go." Weiss quickly answered with a smile on his face, but then he spread his hands and expressed helplessness: "But, will you? Hermione Jane Granger, will you?"

"Weiss, I hope you can come to see me again before I die?" Hermione said solemnly to Wess, then smiled and showed Weiss the palm of her hand, a red one. The ruby ​​ring shone between her fingers: "Also, remember to put the ring on for me when you give me it in the future."

"Okay." Weiss nodded and responded, and then added: "The customs here?"

"...Yes!" Hermione was taken aback when she heard the words, then she pondered for a moment and nodded with a smile.

"Would you like to return it to me? Let me try it?" Weiss looked at the ring on Hermione's finger and asked aloud.

"Next time." Hermione shook her head, and hugged Weiss very hard for nearly a minute, then quickly rushed out of the shadows without looking back, and ran towards her home: "I'll wait for you to wear it with your own hands next time." In my hands."

"Oh, I see." Weiss responded loudly to Hermione's words, and watched Hermione leave again. It was not until she closed the door that she looked down at the large wetness on her chest, and stretched out her hand to rub it in confusion. Tap it up with your fingers, and the clothes will look brand new in an instant.

Before he had walked a few steps towards the house where his family lived, the window on the second floor of Granger's house behind him was pushed open, and half of Hermione's body leaned out from it, waving her arms at Wes in the moonlight While yelling: "Wess! Thanks! And! Sorry!"

"Oh! Got it! Don't fall! I'm going back!"

"Well! Goodbye! Wes..."

(End of this chapter)