This love is only a memory

It was a scorched black mark, with a blood-red glow shining around it.

"It's the Catching Fire Curse!" Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise, "This is a forbidden curse!"

Hermione looked at him coldly.

It was only then that Harry realized that his fuss was inappropriate at the moment. He was Harry Potter, a Harry Potter who would stand still even if the sky fell, and the "surprised look" should not appear on his face. Mouth wide open" this incongruous expression.After all, the fuss had always been and could only be Ron's, not and couldn't be his.

Beside him, Hermione, who was holding her wand tightly, was obviously in a state of preparation for battle.

Harry couldn't help but tighten his grip on his wand.

In the distance, Muggle farmers are walking into the crops that are taller than people in the farmland one after another, salvaging the surviving grain.

"I think we should go, Hermione, before we get caught."

But Hermione didn't move.

Harry took Hermione's hand, trying to Disapparate her, but found her palms were freezing cold.

"Hermione..."

Harry was pushed over, and the moment he fell, he saw a green spell slap relentlessly where he had been standing.

The attack was launched from the middle of the field.

Beginning with the Avada Kedavra, one vicious spell after another was issued one after another.Harry and Hermione stood side by side, because they were afraid of accidentally hurting the farmers working in the field, they only dared to use defensive spells, which greatly restricted their hands and feet.

"This isn't going to work!" Hermione yelled at Harry, as Hermione deflected yet another Green Light spell with a powerful Armor Charm.

This is a fact.

If they just blindly defended, they would be surrounded soon. Judging from the increasing density of spell attacks, the number of opponents was obviously on the rise.

"We must disperse!"

Hermione's proposal made Harry instinctively want to refuse. Although this was indeed the only feasible solution at the moment, his worries still made him hesitate.

Those people, whether they were the remnants of the Death Eaters or some new Dark Arts group, were extremely dangerous people, and Hermione could get hurt and die.

Fear gripped his heart.

"Trust me, Harry, I'll be fine!" As if knowing what he was thinking, Hermione's quiet and gentle voice sounded in his ears, accompanied by a feather-light touch on his cheek kiss.

During the second that Harry froze slightly, Hermione had already Apparated.

"There must be nothing wrong, Hermione!" Harry said to himself, waving his wand to intercept a green light spell ten feet away from him.

Several years later, when Harry searched the memory of that day in the Pensieve, he found that all the parts about the battle were hazy and indistinct, and he could only vaguely see that it was a melee, with red and green lights intertwined Shuttle through the yellow farmland.

chaos.

Long periods of chaos.

Then, the memory gradually became clear, and it was Hermione who appeared in front of him.

He ran towards Hermione with all his strength in his memory, but in his memory, he wanted to hug her fallen body.

It's all his fault.

If it wasn't for his negligence...

If it wasn't for him...

he damn...

he really damn...

The news that the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement was injured in the arrest operation quickly spread throughout the Ministry of Magic. As one of the parties involved in this incident, Harry had to go to the office of the Minister of Magic to explain the whole story, but It is impossible for Harry to leave Hermione. Kingsley, who has a good understanding of the Hogwarts Iron Triangle, borrowed the famous words of the Islamic prophet Muhammad: "Since the mountain cannot come to my side, let me go to the other side of the mountain." .”

So, Kingsley immediately put down his work and rushed to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness.

When Kingsley came to the intensive care unit where Hermione was staying, he found that it was already crowded, and everyone from the Weasley family had obviously come to report——

Molly Weasley and Arthur Weasley with Rose Weasley and Hugo Weasley standing nearest the hospital bed; Bill Weasley and Fleur Weasley with Victor Eva Weasley, Dominic Weasley and Louise Weasley stand at the end of the bed; Charlie Weasley stands behind his parents, looking overwhelmed; Percy Weasley and Audrey Weasley was holding Molly Weasley and Lucy Weasley standing a little far away, discussing Hermione's condition; George Weasley and Angelina Weasley were leading Fred Weasley and Roxane Weasley stood by the window, trying to magically mend the old sun blind.

Outside the ward, Ron Weasley listened to the chief therapist's instructions with a sad face. Ginny Weasley was sitting on a bench in the corridor with her three children, and she was sobbing softly.

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