The Last Goodbye

The name ddle is the predecessor of Lord Voldemort.Then if the name is changed, will there be no such person as Lord Voldemort?Thinking about it this way, it wasn't so unacceptable to take a small risk on the Potter family tree.

"Okay, it's called Salazar Potter."

There seemed to be a look of joy in the eyes of the boy across the table, although it was only for a short moment.Happy?Before Harry could ask this question, Riddle lowered his head and went to eat again.

Salazar Potter...

The golden pocket watch on his chest trembled slightly. A light flashed in Harry's mind.

He has a new plan.

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Author's Note: The pairings are Harry and Riddle and Gindelwald 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.

goodbye my world

APROPERGOODBYE, PARTI

2002

Once upon a time there were three brothers who walked along a lonely, winding road in the twilight.Finally, the three brothers reached a treacherous river.They are well versed in magic, so they waved their wands to conjure a bridge.However, before crossing the river, they found a hooded figure blocking their way.That is death.Death felt cheated by the three brothers.Passengers often drown in the river.But death is very cunning.

He pretends to greet the three brothers and their superior magic, and says that each of them deserves a reward for being smart enough to evade him.The eldest brother begged for the most powerful wand in the world, and Death made a wand for him from a nearby elderberry.The second brother decides that he wants to further humiliate the god of death, and asks for the ability to awaken the loved one from the grave.Death picked out a stone from the river and gave it to him.At last death turned to the youngest brother.The younger brother is a humble man, and he asked for an item that would allow him to move on from now on without being followed by death.Reluctantly, Death cut off a piece of his invisibility cloak and gave it to him.

The elder brother went to a distant village, and with an elder wand in hand, he killed a wizard with whom he had feuded.Reveling in the power bestowed upon him by his elder wand, he boasted of his invincibility.But that night, another wizard stole the wand and slit Big Brother's throat to prevent future trouble.So Death got the big brother.

When the second brother returned home, he took out the stone and turned it three times in his hand.To his surprise, the girl who had wanted to marry but died young appeared in front of his second brother.But soon she becomes cold and sad, because she is not of this world.Driven crazy by impossible delusions, the second brother committed suicide so that he could be with the girl.So Death got the second brother.

As for the third brother, Death searched for many years, but was never able to find him, and only when he was very old did he take off the cloak of invisibility and give it to his son.He later greeted Death like an old friend for many years, and happily walked with Death, and passed away with equal status.

Professor Potter stroked the golden pocket watch in his hand, watching Hogwarts outside the window gradually being shrouded in night.His sight was quickly blocked by something, it was a mass of dark shadows.The shadow stayed by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's window, like a thick fog extending from the night.The night wind blows, the candles in the house are extinguished, and the black shadow is coated with a layer of hazy silver by the moonlight.

"You're here?" Harry looked at the black shadow calmly, "It seems that this is really true..."

He weighed his watch thoughtfully, then raised his head and looked around the room.The camouflage spell was released silently, and the originally empty teacher's office was filled with drawings and books.On the ground, on the wall, wherever there is a gap.Rolls of parchment new covered the old, black ink stains gleaming in the moonlight. Harry stepped on the messy books with bare feet, walked to the window and stared at the black shadow.

"What's the price?" he asked softly.Only the cold moonlight and the silent night answered him.The young man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. "...I see," he said to himself, "then... at least let me go and say goodbye to them."

When Ron Weasley saw his old friend suddenly appear in the corridor of the Ministry of Magic, he jumped over with joy.The surrounding Aurors watched in amazement as their young deputy director cast a flying spell on himself, and moved to the other end of the corridor in an instant, hooking the neck of the equally young Hogwarts professor, " Hey buddy! Finally free to leave your castle?"

"You nearly broke my neck..." Harry smiled and broke away from the red-haired Auror who was a head taller than him, just short of the Disarming Charm.

"I'm going to have a good drink today!" Ron patted him on the shoulder excitedly. "I'll tell Hermione to stop worrying! She said that you shut yourself in the house all day studying ancient magic, which is better than we go to school." You were serious when you were talking. We both thought you wanted to single-handedly carry out the great renaissance of the wizarding world." Ron winked at him happily, and Harry couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm not that great..."

"Come on, buddy, you're great enough..." The red-haired Auror took out a sticky note from his pocket with a smile, scribbled a few words and threw it into the air, "Depulso!" The paper plane flew towards the law enforcement officer. flew over. Hermione Apparated to the Howling Wolf Tavern after receiving the letter without changing her clothes.The witch, who was still wearing a black robe, quickly found her friend sitting by the window, passed through the crowd, and gave Harry a big hug as soon as she got her feet firmly on her feet.

"You worry me to death, Harry!" Hermione's tone contained the love and harshness they felt after seeing each other locked up by Snape when they were young. "There's nothing to worry about..." Harry turned sideways to make room for his friend, "I'm a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts after all, and I just want to study to see if I can enrich the course."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and then both looked at the third person with distrust. "Stop joking, buddy." Ron lowered his voice, "Hermione said she saw you watching Dark Arts, but she didn't see you watching Defense. Are you in some trouble?"

Ah... being discovered, I really can't hide anything from a know-it-all. Harry had no choice but to admit, "Of course it's not all for the course, I'm also quite interested..." After saying this, the worries on the faces of the two friends deepened.The Harry Potter they knew had never been a keen learner.If there was anything that made him study so hard, it must be a big problem.

"Harry," Hermione answered Ron's words with a gentle and serious expression, "I hope I'm overthinking, but if you have any difficulties, please let us know—Ron and I will stand by you at any time." This side."

"I know." The green-eyed youth smiled and took a sip of the beer.thank you all.He said silently in his heart.

That night, the three friends chatted until the Howling Wolf closed.They talked about their professors, classmates, former comrades in the Order of the Phoenix, and the war-torn youth they walked together.There were nostalgic smiles on the faces of the three of them, and Ron and Hermione, who were a little drunk, didn't notice that their long-time friend was staring at them with longing green eyes for a long time.When Ron teased Harry and Ginny that they might be sorted into ambitious Slytherins if they had children, Harry laughed so hard that he almost shed tears.In the end, the three drunken people were kicked out of the door after being double tipped by the bartender.

"Don't send us off, Harry." Hermione smiled and cast a levitation spell on her dazed husband, "Hurry up and go back to Hogwarts, it's so late."

"Are you going to Apparate back?" Harry poked and woke Ron who had nearly fallen asleep on his feet. "Don't be kidding," Hermione giggled, straightening Ron's posture with her wand, "it's not far from home, let's take a walk back." The witch said and turned her husband around, but she heard He heard the sound of a friend calling from behind. "What's wrong?" Hermione smiled back.The night wind blew her fluffy brown hair, making her look extra warm.

"It's nothing, I just..." I want to take another look at you.The green-eyed youth completed the second half of the sentence in his mind, "See you next time."

APROPERGOODBYE, PARTII

2002

Hogwarts is beautiful at night.

The dark blue sky, the dark green forest, and the lake water with light silver ripples.The warm red lights in the windows of the ancient castle last all night.The night wind ruffled Professor Potter's hair. Harry stood on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, quietly gazing at this thousand-year-old castle, his first home.Here he found his most important family.Here are the memories he loved, and the people he loved.He fought to protect this place.Here is his heart, his soul.The young wizard shakes the suitcase