HP's Impassable Time

--You said that time will always let everything pass, but I love everything.

Although a patient with premarital phobia was not cured, fortunately, he did not continue to deteriorate. Draco still smiled softly every day, and was often with his future bride.

The rare peace cannot last long.

Lily, who was enjoying the meticulous breakfast service, glanced at the newspaper next to her.

"what happened?"

Seeing Lily frowning, Draco stopped his movements and looked at the newspaper aside.

The bronze door of Gringotts, engraved with dense inscriptions under the cover headline, is tilted to one side, the skylight of the original dome has completely disappeared, and there is a dark hole in the floor of the hall, and the small broken stones around the hole are constantly falling into the dense black In the middle, leading directly to the depths of the deep hell, some goblins and people from the Ministry of Magic pointed around the ruins with serious faces.

Full of bureaucracy.

Lily clicked on Harry's wanted notice in the newspaper, "When did Harry learn to rob a bank? What's even more strange is that, just like seven years ago, nothing was lost at Gringotts. Of course, if That guardian dragon is not considered property."

When interviewed by a reporter from our newspaper, the goblins said, "We have not lost the private property of any client in Gringotts, so the majority of wizards don't have to worry about this at all. Gringotts' anti-theft mechanism and security measures are extremely complete. ..."

A lot of blah blah.

Lily pouted, extremely perfect but still often robbed.

In short, there is no valuable information except that Harry robbed the bank, but it is better than seven years ago, at least the mastermind has been found out.What makes Lily feel strange is when a young wizard who just graduated can successfully come and go in the only bank in the wizarding world?

Putting down the tableware, Lily reached out to take the newspaper and looked it over carefully. In the crowd of onlookers in the background, Lily spotted a few Death Eaters with sharp eyes. Could it be that her brother was doing something?

"Let's go home tonight."

"go home?"

Draco's thinking didn't keep up with Lily, and he subconsciously repeated it.

"Well, Malfoy Manor."

A place called home, because of Snape, one at Spider's End, and one because of Draco and his brother, Malfoy Manor.

"There is only one spell class in the afternoon. After class, we will go back directly from the fireplace in the cellar."

Lily even set the time and method, and Draco nodded to show that he knew.

Harry's wanted notice on the table stayed there quietly, using an old photo of Miss Beetle interviewing Harry, on which Harry has not experienced the death of his companions, and the most disturbing thing every day is probably worrying about when the Dark Lord will be killed. Will come back, but then maybe the annoyance hasn't been bigger than Draco's sneer.

The round mirror frame hung on his nose, showing a trace of impatience, but he still cooperated politely. He was a clean boy who would give others face.

A small tent stood alone by the water. The naughty waterfowl flapped its wings and landed on the top of the tent after eating enough. Its sharp claws slid on the tarpaulin several times before it could barely stand still. The frightened waterfowl flapped its wings Like a threat, he pecked at the tent.

"It turned out to be a water bird."

Hermione put down the tent and ignored it. The waterfowl flew up when Hermione opened the curtain. Seeing that the curtain was lowered, it flew back with its long beak and picked up the thick curtain to look inside.

Harry sat blankly on the chair, "The golden cup is not a Horcrux anymore, how could it be possible."

"Harry, I know I may not like to hear what I'm saying now, but I think we'd better go back to Hogwarts! You heard it too, the headmaster is back, and there are some things that we can't solve if we say we can. Besides, we've put in so much effort this time, it's completely useless, I suggest asking more clearly, and it's not too late to act."

Hermione was still not used to calling Professor Snape the headmaster, and the headmaster she was talking about was naturally Dumbledore with the white beard.

Harry was silent.

How to go back?Now he is a wanted criminal in the wizarding world. Wherever there are wizards, there will be his wanted warrant posted on the wall. He dare not even show his face now, let alone just escaped from Gringotts. The Daily Prophet There must be crazy reports of something, and now wherever you go, you will be caught in the mouth of a tiger.

As for Dumbledore, Harry put his hand over his stomach, where there was a cramping pain.When they first got the news, their plan was already halfway through, so naturally they couldn't waste it halfway, but now...

Seeing that Harry was silent, Hermione was about to continue persuading Harry, but she hadn't spoken yet.

"Let's go back, back to Hogwarts."

"what?"

Hermione thought she had heard it wrong, and she was indifferent to her persuasive persuasion a few days ago.

"Let's go back to Hogwarts. From the secret passage in Hogsmeade, we can confirm that the mysterious man has begun to notice that our previous direction is correct, but he is one step ahead of us. The Holy Grail is very important. It may be false, used to confuse us. You are right, we are single-handedly, with no news, we can't fight him at all, we need everyone's strength, I'm thinking now, I don't know what's going on with Ron. "

Harry clutched his stomach, his hair was disheveled, he looked like a little puppy who had just been frustrated, his teeth were bared and he was fierce and unwilling, it should be considered pretty good that he didn't have anyone to bite.

"Let me cut your hair," said Hermione suddenly.

Reaching out to touch his messy hair, Harry smiled wryly, "Hmmm!"

The tent became quiet. Hermione found a piece of cloth and spread it around Harry's neck. She held the comb in her left hand and the scissors in her right. She was a bit at a loss for what to do, but naturally a schoolmaster wouldn't say that she couldn't. See how other people cut it before downloading.

Hermione cut it very carefully, maybe because she was afraid of making mistakes, she cut it very carefully and seriously, but she didn't expect that it felt smooth when she cut it, and Hermione felt that she might be able to take a place in the hairdressing world when she was old.

The scissors clicked and clicked. Harry looked at the hair falling in front of him and Hermione's serious face. He didn't know what he was thinking for a while, and he became a little crazy.

"Okay!"

After appreciating her achievements in 360 degrees, Hermione nodded in satisfaction, folded her arms and tilted her head to take a closer look.

"This is the best way!" Hermione, who was happy both physically and mentally, took the cloth off after admiring her own work. Harry came back to his senses and felt that there was a prick on his neck, which was very itchy.

Harry scratched his neck as he patted, trying to shake his hair out as he got up.

"Oh, I forgot." Hermione saw the stubble around Harry's neck, and suddenly remembered that when people cut their hair, it was always wet. Just now, they cut the stubble very short for fear of making a mistake. At this time It was all stuck to Harry's neck, and he couldn't take it off if he wanted to.

But it looks like a collar, the kind worn by pet dogs.

"Don't move, I'll fix it for you."

Hermione immediately went to the lake to fetch a basin of water and came back, making Harry bow his head. The two of them worked for a long time before they got rid of all the stubble. In this way, the long-term depressing atmosphere was broken by such a farce. The two looked at each other after packing up, and suddenly laughed together.

It never occurred to the two Muggle-born children to use a magic to solve this little trouble.

"Let's go tonight! Hogsmeade doesn't know what's going on. The Dark Lord must deploy defenses around Hogwarts. When we arrive, we can..."

In this way, the two discussed the possible situations they might encounter at night, how to deal with them, and what to do if the two separated.

Soon, night falls.

After the two had a quick meal, Hermione closed the tent with Harry's help, "That's all."

Hermione patted the small bag, and everything was packed. Harry stretched out his hand to her. Hermione was a little nervous. Although the news of the mysterious man staying at Hogwarts has not yet spread, the mysterious man and Dumbledore are at school The confrontation has spread as early as it has grown wings.

There are different versions. Some say that the two fought, and some say that the mysterious person has the upper hand. There are different opinions. Now that the two of them go to school, they can be regarded as self-inflicted traps.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Feeling Hermione's nervousness, Harry didn't Apparate immediately, but held Hermione's hand slightly and gave her a soothing smile.

Hermione didn't look well.

"It's okay, I'm just a little nervous, let's go!"

Harry didn't move.

"what happened?"

Hermione asked a little strangely.

"No, nothing, let's go!"

As soon as Harry and Hermione apparated to Hogsmeade, there was a shrill siren, which caught both of them off guard. They saw panic and panic in each other's eyes.

Holding Hermione's hand tightly, Harry grabbed Hermione and the first thing he thought of was to leave the place as soon as possible. It was obvious that Harry's intuition was right. Just as they turned into a small alley, four or five figures appeared Where they apparated suddenly appeared.

"You look there, let's go here, we must find the trespasser."

With sweaty palms, Harry whispered to Hermione's ear, "Let's go around from behind, be fast, don't worry, I will protect you."

Dodging awkwardly, Hermione felt as if a feather had been brushed against her ear, which was very itchy.Before she could reach out to scratch, Harry had already dragged her in the direction of Honeydukes.

All the way to Honeydukes without any risk, the place was closed, Harry carefully unlocked the lock and got in together with Hermione.

The furnishings in the store were all covered with heavy curtains, and the rectangular counters could not help but remind people of coffins. Hermione nervously walked through the gaps in the white cloth, her eyes fixed on the pale surroundings, as if the In a second, something will burst out of each square.

"The secret passage has been sealed."

Harry's voice broke into Hermione's ears through the thick white, and Hermione finally remembered what she had just scratched her ears. She scratched her ears uncomfortably, and her voice changed a little.

"Harry, what did you say?"

The author has something to say:

It is said that there are three things in the world that cannot be hidden

poor, cough, and like

I can't hide my liking for you, but finally use the wrong way

like waves

what it might bring

But most of the time it takes something

i forgot my heart was on the beach

I think you must have accidentally taken it with you when the tide went out