I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

Voldemort began to walk back. Although there was a window behind him, he still retreated to the edge of the window. He wanted to disconnect the two wands.

Harry also realized that this was a problem with the wand, although he did not understand why his wand had such a strange connection with Voldemort's wand.

but……

Harry was unsure whether to follow Voldemort's plan and disconnect the wand.

However, this must not continue like this. Harry didn't dare to bet on whether there would be a rescue. In such weather, there were no people outside, and no one might even see the flare that Draco threw!

Harry may not care about his own safety, but there is Draco Malfoy here!

Damn Malfoy!

Harry also walked down the stairs step by step, and then he and Voldemort looked at each other, one at the top of the stairs and the other at the bottom.

Harry and Voldemort retracted their wands almost at the same time, and then issued another attack spell towards each other at the same time, still the same.

"Potter!" Draco stuck his head out anxiously and looked at Harry worriedly.

Harry was now certain that it was the wand's fault.

He shouted, "My wand! There's something wrong with it..."

Harry didn't know what was going on, as if his and Voldemort's wands were unable to attack each other.

"I can't attack him!"

Harry shouted anxiously.

Voldemort couldn't understand either, but Harry's words reminded him that it was the wand's problem.

Is he going to have a physical fight with Harry Potter?

Draco didn't expect that the wand would have problems at the critical moment, but he thought again. If there was no problem with the wand, could Harry defeat Voldemort?

How can it be? !

Draco felt incredible at his own thoughts, that was Voldemort! Dark Lord! Mystery man!

Why did Harry Potter defeat Voldemort?

How could he...

Draco hiccupped subconsciously, he was too nervous to move.

But what if?

Harry Potter was training under Salazar Slytherin along with Tom and Angus. That was a special course!

He should...maybe have learned something special?

Draco couldn't help but look at Harry.

What if?

Draco knew the idea was crazy, he couldn't even believe he was thinking it.

but……

Why not take a gamble?

Bet on Harry Potter that he can win.

"Potter!"

Draco leaned forward halfway.

Harry distracted himself and looked at Draco.

Draco took out his wand.

"Potter, take this wand!"

"what?!"

"Catch the wand! Potter!"

Harry saw the wand in Draco's hand and instantly understood what Draco meant.

If the wand in his hand couldn't attack Voldemort, what about Draco's wand?

Can't both wands be broken?

Harry and Draco looked at each other, understanding each other.

They are still Quidditch players, and they can coordinate well.

The only problem is...

Harry looked at the wand in his hand, feeling regretful for a moment.

Harry closed his eyes and decided to give up his wand.

"I'll blow up both wands!"

Harry knew what to do, he had to destroy the wands in his and Voldemort's hands first.

As Harry exerted his strength, he walked towards Voldemort step by step.

The wand made an overwhelming crackling sound.

During the first confrontation, Harry discovered that when Voldemort's eyes were full of murderous intent, the two wands would emit a mournful cry, as if they were about to break, unable to withstand the attack.

That's why Harry wanted to disconnect, but the two of them knew that they would try to attack each other first at any time. Even if they were disconnected, they would follow up and attack.

The wand broke into pieces the moment Harry burst out with murderous intent towards Voldemort, and even the one in Voldemort's hand was in the same condition.

"Potter!"

Draco threw his wand at Harry.

Harry got Draco's wand under Voldemort's disbelieving eyes.

What spell?

Harry knew that he had already figured it out.

Let Voldemort disappear completely!

The spell sank into Voldemort's heart.

Harry suddenly thought of something.

"Tom... Tom has also endured such a spell, but he has Mr. Slytherin's protection... Unfortunately, you don't."

Voldemort looked at Harry in surprise.

He fell slowly.

It was completely quiet.

Harry's hands were covered with wounds caused by the exploding fragments of his own wand. He held Draco's wand, his hands trembling, and the blood instantly stained Draco's wand red.

Draco's trembling voice sounded: "Is he dead?"

Harry couldn't answer. He could finally feel free to be nervous and fearful. He fell to the ground, his whole body covered in sweat.

"Just die..."

Draco said with a cry: "Don't! Are you sure he is completely dead, okay?"

Harry felt he couldn't do it.

"My legs are weak..."

Draco choked with sobs: "Aren't my legs weak?"

That was the nightmare for children of Harry's generation.

Who dares to imagine that he would kill such a terrible person.

"Harry?"

Hagrid's voice sounded beneath Harry.

Harry couldn't move.

"I think I heard Harry's voice?" Hagrid was carrying two dead chickens, which were still dripping with blood.

"Is there anyone up there? Who sent the flare? I saw it! Don't say anything? You obviously heard the sound just now..."

Hagrid said as he walked up.

"Who's up there? Do you need help?"

He finally came up and saw Harry.

"I just said I heard Harry's voice. Oh, little Harry, what's wrong with you? Was it you who sent the flare? Why are you sitting on the ground?"

Hagrid smiled his broad smile.

"It doesn't matter, I saw what happened..."

He saw Draco sticking his head out and crying very miserably.

Hagrid was stunned.

How is this going?

"Hagrid..."

Harry looked at Hagrid with tears in his eyes. For the first time, he felt that Hagrid's huge body was so full of security and majestic.

"Wow~~"

Harry screamed and burst into tears.

He is just a child...

Draco followed closely behind, shouting: "Wow, Professor Hagrid... you are so great..."

Hagrid: (⊙_☉)

Voldemort's fallen body could not be seen by Hagrid, who was still bending down on the stairs below Harry.

Hagrid looked at Harry and Draco with a confused expression.

He still doesn't know what happened.