The Last Goodbye

A cage designed with the heart in mind.If he came in person, he would definitely leave his magic wand at this level.Even if he came with him, he couldn't go forward without leaving his wand behind.They set up such a checkpoint in order to weaken his strength as much as possible.And I just...unfortunately brought something more important than a wand with me. Riddle pondered for a while.The portrait of Flamel waiting patiently.

"Okay." He finally made a decision, "I'm not going. You let him go." The portrait nodded and made a please gesture to Harry.

"Wait, what does he need to leave behind?"

"He can go straight there."

"He doesn't need to leave anything?"

"He has stayed."

The young man froze for a moment, then smiled dryly. The trap designed by Nicolas Flamel...is really sinister. "Then... can he come back?" He asked luckily.The old man looked at him apologetically.In fact, he had noticed a long time ago—all the checkpoints after the first checkpoint, there is only one way, either advance or surrender.Come to think of it, he had nothing to complain about.That's the way it should have been designed.Since this was a well-crafted trap for Grindelwald, and the Philosopher's Stone was just a decoy, no hunter would be foolish enough to leave his prey with a way out.

The young man nodded in compromise, and turned his head to look at the people around him, "You go, Harry. I'll stay." The green eyes stared at him, and the owner of the eyes did not move. Riddle smiled with feigned ease, "You can go there. It's useless for me to go. Here's to you." He handed over the Portkey, but Harry didn't answer it.

"Take it." The boy put the card into the opponent's hand, "Tell him when you see it, and you will fulfill your promise to help you recover. We have cast an unbreakable spell." He laughed a few times to ease the atmosphere, but it didn't work . Harry was still looking at him.

"Go." Riddle gave him a slight push.The green eyes finally moved away reluctantly. Harry had just taken two steps before Riddle grabbed him.The young man looked back, and at that moment he looked very happy, as if he thought the other party would not let him go, which made Riddle feel a pain of happiness in his heart.

"...I think I should tell you, maybe I won't have the chance to say it in the future." His voice was cold and soft, as pleasant as a winter bird's song.

"I love you."

He paused, savoring that sentence carefully, and then smiled gratifiedly, "I'll go to Azkaban alone. Goodbye, Harry."

The young man stared at him blankly, then turned around suddenly, and kissed his lips firmly. Riddle closed his eyes subconsciously, but then he felt something pressing against his forehead.He opened his eyes in surprise, and saw a touch of sly green.

"Harry—"

The spell entered his head.Too close, too fast, and he couldn't shoot back.The whole world fell into darkness.Before losing consciousness, he only remembered the tender green.

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Author's Note: The pairings are Harry and Riddle and Grindelwald and Dumbledore.Main plot direction, medium-length novel, HE ending, the outline has been drawn up so there will be no pitfalls, monthly updates are guaranteed, and weekly updates are strived for. I hope readers like it.The significance of original characters is only to promote the plot, there is no original CP.

Various memes: Why didn't Voldemort guard against Riddle in the first place?Because Voldemort didn't expect Riddle to help Harry either.When Voldemort saw Riddle helping Harry, he was stunned.Poor Lord Voldemort.In the next chapter, Alpha's Harry is finally coming back, Sahua!However, starting from Chapter 20, World War II also started.This means that this work will fall from an innocent and bright campus love story into the quagmire of war, and become a bloody, dark and pornographic story.Of course our savior will eventually pull this story out of the mire and into the light.laugh.

sky falling

SKYFALL, PARTI

1939

It's almost time. Grindelwald put down the book in his hands and walked to the window to look at the mountains in the distance.It's early summer in Bavaria, the sky is blue and the mountains are shallow and deep.Far away from war and political situation, it is a real paradise.

He had imagined that one day he would live here with Albus, even if it was just for a few months every year. Albus likes sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and reading a book.He likes the breath of Dongqingmu, likes to watch the snow slowly cover the ground.He loved the oddities of Muggle inventions.He talked about one day filling his home with all those wonderful technologies.

Everything here is arranged according to his liking, although he has never seen it before, and he will never see it again. "...we all have some silly, distant dreams at one time, don't we?"

Grindelwald shook his head mockingly.There was a soft sound from behind.He turned around calmly, with a long-awaited smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Mr. Potter."

The black wizard gracefully walked around the desk and extended his right hand to the young man who appeared out of thin air.The other party didn't intend to shake hands with him. Harry took out a bright red stone from his pocket and beckoned him to take it.

Grindelwald glanced at it nonchalantly, "You're still so cold, Harry. Is there some misunderstanding between us?" His guest ignored him, however.Seeing that he didn't intend to take the stone, Harry stepped forward bluntly and put the Philosopher's Stone on the desk.

The black wizard who was completely ignored did not show dissatisfaction or disappointment, but just waved his fingertips and locked the door.The young man turned his head suspiciously. Grindelwald gave him a charming smile back. "Didn't your little master come with you?" He didn't look surprised at all.

Harry's body flickered for a moment. The smile on Grindelwald's face deepened, "Don't waste your effort. You can't disapparate in my manor." He walked up to Harry again, only stopping when he was only half a step away from him, then stretched out his hands and slowly Slowly leaned on both sides of the table, wrapping the young man between his arms.He was much taller than Harry, and the other half retreated half a step under this invisible pressure, and now he was almost standing against the edge of the table. Grindelwald admired those impassive green eyes with great interest.

"I want you, Harry Potter." He said suddenly, and as expected, he saw those green pupils shrinking vigilantly.

The black wizard continued to talk to himself slowly, "But you always reject me, I really don't know what to do. You have to understand, I'm not very good at being rejected..." There was a hint of sadness in his tone , "How can I make you listen to me?" He took an inch closer, and now he was standing close to the other party. Harry's hands trembled, as if fighting the urge to push him away.

Grindelwald lowered his eyes contentedly, staring at Harry's slightly quivering eyelashes.

"Why don't you put a piece of my soul inside you?"

A burst of magical power suddenly erupted from the young man's body, and hit the black wizard's shield with a bang. Grindelwald raised his hand just as slowly, and squeezed Harry's shoulder - those green eyes widened in shock.The black wizard smiled slightly, and suddenly exerted force, pushing him down on the desk with a slam.He looked at the young man's surprised face with a smile, "It seems that Albus taught him to be so unguarded against people." The free hand snapped its fingers, causing a tremor in the air.Swarms of magic lines emerged around the two of them—carved on the wall, sunk into the floor, suspended in the air, surrounded them from all directions, and finally turned into a huge magic circle.

Harry drew his wand quickly, but Grindelwald didn't even bother to use the Disarming Charm.As soon as the young man's magic power was released from his body, it was immediately shattered in the hedge of the magic circle-for the first time, panic appeared in those indifferent green eyes. Grindelwald drew out his wand slowly and slowly rested it on the opponent's neck.

"I've studied you well, Harry. I've only seen it once, but I happen to have a good memory."

The person below raised his hand suddenly, Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, a black light pierced Harry's palm, and nailed it to the desk with a bang.The young man immediately bowed in pain, and squeezed out a sob from his throat. "Shhh..." Grindelwald stroked his hair tenderly, "Hold on."

He raised his face, pale with tension and pain, and gently wiped away the physical tears from his green eyes. Harry turned his head away violently, avoiding his hand.He looked at his palm silently, as if trying to heal it with magic, and gave up on it after a few failed attempts. Grindelwald just watched happily the whole time, with a rare kind of patience.Finally Harry stopped struggling.The black wizard stretched out his hand in satisfaction, brushed aside the other's black bangs, and gently stroked the lightning-shaped scar.

"Which bastard did this?" He laughed, "Don't worry, I won't leave this kind of injury." Harry still tilted his head, ignoring him at all.Bi