The Last Goodbye

Mao, swaying gracefully in mid-air, like waving a neon pennant. Riddle bowed to the audience, completing his lavish curtain call.

The cheers did not stop, one after another, many students stood up excitedly.Several Hogwarts students raised their wands and swished out smoke screens. They curled and circled in the air, forming bright green V's.

Vfor Voldemort. Vfor Victory.

---

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.

Odile and Odette

ODETTE AND DODILE, PARTI

1941

Prince Siegfried recognized Odile at a glance, and he knew she was not Odette.But he still went up and invited her to dance one after another.She is so beautiful.She is so charming.She was conceived from the deepest night, condensed by the most charming magic, with the most graceful figure, the most provocative eyes, cruelty like ice, and enthusiasm like fire, she captured the prince's heart in an instant.

The inexperienced Siegfried is fascinated by her.Do you love me, Siegfried?I love you, Odile.how much do you love meI am willing to bring you the best things in this world. I am willing to accompany you to heaven and hell. Wherever you go, I will go there.So would you kill Odette for me?The prince was stunned.Odette?He almost forgot about Odette.Beautiful, pure, ignorant and kind white swan.

Would you kill her for me?Odile embraced him warmly, kissed him, and bewitched him with sweet magic.Kill her, kill Odette, if you kill her for me, I'm yours.She wrapped him with black wings, wrapped him with a beautiful body, with sweet lips, soft voice, delicate skin, hot eyes...Kill her, kill her...Kill Odette for me, Kill Odette.Kill that white swan and I'll be yours.

Always be yours.

Tears welled up in the prince's blue eyes.Odette was long dead.he said softly.Odette was already dead in my heart.From the first time I saw you, that pure, beautiful, kind white swan no longer exists...

--"Swan Lake"

The final score for the Hogwarts players in the first event of the Trifinal Tournament is - zero points.

And he was ruthlessly disqualified.The reason is obvious. Bergstrm said sternly that Hogwarts contestants let go of rare species without the permission of the judges. This in itself is an extremely serious violation or even an illegal act, and the right to participate should be directly cancelled.

However, this did not affect Mr. Voldemort's reputation in Durmstrang.The story of the Hogwarts warriors 'surrendering without fighting' was legendary within days.The British teenager, who looks weak and even a bit sissy, has won the favor of many opponent school students with his powerful magic and surprising tactics. After the news of Riddle's disqualification was announced, many students were filled with righteous indignation. When they saw Hogwarts warriors on campus, they would take the initiative to make a V sign to him to show their support for him. Reporter Skeeter even parachuted into Sweden immediately, captured a company of students, took a group photo and published it on the Daily Prophet, nominating 'VFORVICTORY'.The gesture quickly became popular in the wizarding world, and coincidentally coincided with the favorite gesture of Muggle Prime Minister Churchill, and eventually became the most widely recognized symbol of the global anti-fascist movement.

Back to our Hogwarts warriors.Not long after he was disqualified, he took two weeks off work, citing unwell. Bergstrm was very proud of this, and obviously thought that the Hogwarts players' self-confidence had been greatly hit, so he gave him a false approval without saying a word.However, two weeks later, the Hogwarts warriors and Newt Scamander, one of the judges, returned to Durmstrang. Mr. Voldemort looked refreshed and in great shape.What surprised Bergstrm almost dropped his jaw was that they flew back on the missing Garuda, and brought back a document signed by the Animal Protection Department of the International Wizarding Council - this Garuda has been released .

Headmaster Durmstrang was stunned, and reluctantly agreed with the Hogwarts Warriors to continue the competition when several other judges raised no objections.The twists and turns of the Garuda incident made the already well-known British savior even more popular. If it weren't for the scarcity of resources during the war, someone would have printed his face on his shirt. Even the German media, which was once quite disdainful of him Rushing over to interview him.

"Please wait a moment..." The beautiful French girl walked through the long air corridor and caught up with the handsome boy in front of her.Hearing the voice behind him, the boy stopped and looked back, and gave the other party a polite and friendly smile.The French girl's long curly hair hangs down her shoulders, like a doll, she looks at each other expectantly, "Mr. Voldemort, can I invite you to the Christmas ball?" Her English has a French accent, which is very cute . Riddle bowed gracefully, "Thank you for your invitation, beautiful lady. I'm sorry, but I already have someone in mind."

"That's it, what a pity." The girl looked a little disappointed, "Then...can I ask you to have dinner with me on weekends?"

"Sorry, I've been a little busy lately. Why don't we have coffee on the weekend?"

"Okay." The girl happily took the other's hand, tapped her fingertips lightly, and a lavender iris blossomed in Riddle's palm, "I'm Chloé from Beauxbatons, and this is my contact information. See you this weekend !” She lifted the hem of her skirt, bowed her knees slightly, and then happily turned around to find her friends. Riddle also turned his head and continued walking, but a voice not far away made him stop.

"Sorry," said the voice, "I'm not very good at dancing."

The boy turned his head, and immediately caught sight of the figure standing in another air corridor - who else could it be if it wasn't Harry Potter.He can see the other side from here, but the two corridors do not border each other, and there is an abyss below. Riddle originally wanted to fly over to find out, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was too exaggerated, so he just stood here and observed.

"Professor Potter, the ball in Durmstrang does not require a warrior to lead the dance." The inviter in another air corridor was not discouraged. Riddle raised his eyebrows—isn't this his competitor Dragan Karkaroff?

"Or do you already have someone in mind?" Karkaroff asked.Of course he has. Riddle thought smugly. "Yes, I've already promised someone else," Harry said apologetically.This answer made the little devil even more proud, and he couldn't help raising his chin.Although there were a lot of things going on recently, he was so busy refusing others that he hadn't had time to invite Harry, but his guardian was of course willing to tell a harmless little lie for himself.

"Can I have the privilege of knowing who has this honor?" Karkaroff asked. Riddle leaned leisurely against the stone colonnade, he couldn't wait to see the surprised face of that mighty Seeker when he heard his name...

"It's Miss Charlotte Malfoy," Harry said.

——? ? ? ? ? Riddle blinked.

"I see." There was a trace of regret in Karkaroff's sea-blue eyes, "So...you prefer girls?"

"I don't think a gentleman should refuse a lady's invitation."

"... I can understand that you don't like Miss Malfoy?"

The blond Durmstrang took an aggressive step forward.He was already very close to the other party, and this step completely broke the proper distance between teachers and students. Harry looked a little embarrassed.From time to time, students in twos and threes passed by, chattering and chirping.The young professor considered his next words, "Dragan, I hope I didn't misunderstand you. I already have someone I like."

He is already engaged! ! Riddle thought inwardly.

"Who is it?" Karkaroff continued to ask, his perseverance was a good implementation of Durmstrang's indomitable military spirit. Harry looked up at him, a little embarrassed. "I like you very much, Professor." The Seeker moved a little closer, almost standing next to each other.This made the young man slip away a bit.This height, blond hair, the end of the vow not to give up, and the invisible sense of oppression when approaching, why is it so familiar...

Upon closer inspection, even the eyebrows and eyes resembled that person?

Could it be Grindelwald's bastard son?

Harry laughed at his own thought. Karkaroff was still talking to himself, "It's a pity I can't invite you to the Yule Ball. Will I have a chance to date you in the future?" He raised his hand, wanting to touch him, but Harry suddenly twitched