The Last Goodbye

Continuing to hit the transparent wall, one of them pulled out its arrow and drew its longbow. "Stop!" Harry yelled.But Riddle seemed to be waiting for this moment, and he swung his wand like a sword—"Expelliarmus!"

A red light flashed, and the centaur's longbow came out of his hand.This completely angered them.The leader who had been watching the battle raised his forelegs to attack Harry, and the young man quickly opened his second shield.But at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another centaur—the arrow in his hand aimed at the person beside him.

The arrow came out of the string.

Riddle noticed too - he waved the barrier immediately, and Harry waved his wand at the same time.Two golden lights shot out at each other, splitting the arrow one after the other, and the arrow was shattered into thousands of pieces of sawdust with a bang, but the curse did not stop because of this.

Oops!

Harry was shocked, but he couldn't stop the curse from moving forward. The two golden lights collided, but instead of canceling each other out, they entangled each other tightly—an indescribable force came back and bound him instantly. Two hands holding wands.

Their magic is drawn uncontrollably into the vortex.

Brother Wand!

Riddle looked at Harry in shock, "Be careful!" He yelled, but it was too late - the moment the two of them were restrained by their wands, the centaur leader raised his hoof and hit the young man's chest.With a bang, Harry fell, his wand out of his hand.The golden light was interrupted.The young man heard the sound of his ribs breaking in severe pain.

"Mr. Potter!" Quint knelt down in panic, and he also drew his wand and pointed it at the leader.

"Stop it! Cough..." Harry grabbed him struggling, "Don't...you can't beat..."

Riddle swung his wand hard, but the spell just shattered in midair.The barrier in front of him has become two-way, and now his attacks can't penetrate this iron wall.He looked at Harry in surprise, but the other party just shook his head firmly.The young man was lying on his back on the ground, panting heavily.He tried his best to raise his head to look at the centaur who was stepping on his chest.

"Leave my students alone."

Throat choked with blood, Harry coughed violently.The other two centaurs were still hitting the invisible wall.One of them planned to go around behind the boy, but found that the barrier was actually a closed loop, tightly wrapping the black-eyed boy in the middle.

The leader did not continue to attack.His crystal blue eyes were sharp and deep.He uses them to gaze at those beneath him. "You shouldn't protect him." His voice was sad and deep. "He is a disaster. He will start a war and slaughter my people!" Harry looked at the other person out of breath, and it took him a while to say a word Full line, "He won't...I promise."

"What guarantee do you have?" The leader lowered his head and looked at him.The young man coughed violently, and bright red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Quint looked at him in bewilderment.

Harry tried to calm down, "...what do you want me to take...my life?"

"That's worth nothing to me," said the chief contemptuously. Harry didn't speak any more.He gave up and dropped his head on the grass.He really didn't have the energy to keep looking at him.The broken ribs pressed against his chest and lungs, and every breath hurt so much that he almost fainted.

"Untie that," the centaur ordered, "if you don't want to die."

Harry gasped for breath, but didn't answer. "Untie it!" The leader stepped on it, and the young man burst into tears in pain. "Okay..." He finally compromised.Satisfied, the leader relaxed the power under his feet.

Harry turned his head with difficulty.Physical tears blurred his eyes.He stretched out his hand tremblingly, aiming in the direction of the boy in his hazy vision. Riddle is ready.He looked at Harry calmly, and nodded slightly.

"Cough..." the young man lowered his voice, "...Sacrificiumego."

His voice was soft, but every syllable was clear and powerful.

There was a faint tremor in the air, gently swaying like water waves, and quickly disappeared.What is he saying? Riddle blinked suspiciously - what spell was that?The spell had no light, no sound, and it seemed to have no effect.But all wizards know that the real power of a spell lies not in those appearances.The two centaurs in front of him raised their hooves and hit the solid wall again with a bang.The leader's crystal eyes sank. "You forced me to do this." He said angrily.

"No..." Harry gritted his teeth in pain, "You forced me." He stretched out his hand to grab the other person and stepped on his foot, "If you kill me..." The young man gritted his teeth and said word by word Say, "The man who killed him... also... has to... die."

"What did you say!" the centaur growled in a low voice, "Do you think I will believe your nonsense!"

"Heh..." The young man at his feet raised his chin arrogantly, "...then try it."

I'll let you see what real magic is.

"You—!" the leader hissed angrily.His entourage watched him nervously, waiting for instructions. Quint and Riddle both gripped their wands tightly. Harry gasped heavily, the lion's blood rushing through his body.The green eyes sank, and the young man released all his magic power.Immediately there was a restless echo in the air, rubbing tiny static electricity in the dark night, the surrounding soil trembled, and the trees began to whisper.The curse is like a fluttering butterfly, resting on the young man's lips.

If you want to fight, then fight.

The centaur guarding Riddle neighed uncomfortably.Their leader was also shocked.He glared viciously at the people under his feet.

This person... experienced war?

Crystal blue eyes weighed.The owner of the eyes finally sank into anger, and slowly moved away from the hoof that was on the opponent's chest. Harry immediately curled up in pain. "Okay." The leader nodded in admiration, "You have the guts, wizard."

"But don't think I don't know your tricks. What's it called... an unbreakable oath, right?" The centaur's burly body turned to the boy standing in the protective circle. "Come here," he ordered. Tom Riddle was furious, but he walked over without hesitation and knelt down beside Harry. [Should I listen to him? ] He asked in a low voice. Harry nodded.The other two centaurs also gathered together.They looked at the three humans on the ground together.

"You two," the leader pointed at Riddle and Harry, "make an unbreakable oath. If this kid tries to start a war, you must kill him yourself. Otherwise," he kicked Harry, "you must die! "

"You—" Riddle was about to stand up angrily, but Harry grabbed the hem of his robe. "Don't…" he said weakly.The black-eyed boy gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger. Harry tried hard to turn his head to look at Quint, "...be our...witness."

"Mr. Potter..." The red-haired boy looked at him anxiously, "Okay, I'll do it, I'll do it. Let's finish it quickly, you need treatment."

Harry nodded and took Riddle's hand.The youth's hands trembled uncontrollably.The boy held him steady with both hands. Harry smiled wryly.It seems that no matter which time and space we are in, you and I cannot have an ordinary fate.He endured the sharp pain and collected himself, "Take out your wand, Quint...put it in our hands." Quint did.The green eyes finally turned to the little devil. Riddle was watching him calmly.There was no panic in the dark eyes.There was only steadfast, deep anger in it.

"It's okay." Harry said softly, "You just need to ask me...what he asked me to do."

Riddle scowled.

The centaur leader kicked him impatiently, "Quickly ask!"

The boy held each other's hand tightly.

"Will you, Harry Potter, guarantee that I won't start a war?"

"I am willing."

A flickering tongue of flame shot from Quint's wand, wrapping around their clasped hands like a red-hot wire.

"If I insist on going my own way, are you willing to do everything in your power to stop me?"

"I am willing."

Another tongue of flame shot from the wand, and entwined with the first, forming a fiery thin chain.

"Will you..." Riddle's hand twitched lightly, but he forced himself to hold Harry tightly, and asked firmly, "If you can't stop me, would you kill me yourself?"

Harry stared at him.The orange-red light of the tongue of fire danced in the pair of pitch-black eyes.He choked up, as if a blood clot had clogged his throat, preventing him from making a sound. Riddle looked back at him calmly, and suddenly moved the corners of his mouth, giving him an encouraging smile like Harry would usually do for him.

"...I will."

Harry said tremblingly.

A third tongue of flame shot out, illuminating the little clearing.Three tongues of flame were tightly intertwined, binding their hands together like red-hot iron chains.impregnable.unbreakable.

"Very good." The centaur leader whispered.His crystal blue eyes stared at Riddle,