HP monster

In the middle of the night, Harry was woken up by the pain of the medicine that started to take effect, and the movement was so loud that I could feel him writhing beside me sleeping next to me.

I quickly turned around and held Harry in my arms. I hated myself for not being able to share his pain. I could only clumsily say "It's okay...it will be fine soon, trust me, soon..." He The pain was so bad that he bit his lip hard, and blood beads rolled out all over the skin of his mouth.I helped him loosen his lips, and offered my own arm... If Harry was sober, he would never bite a scar on my body. all the strength...

How painful it must be for him!Damn Lockhart, he's dead!

...I just hope that he can bite me harder now, if it can share his pain with me.

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Harry was obsessed with this matter. If I hadn't forced him to push him to Ron, he would have spent a month holding my arm with tears on his face.

That's why I hid it so Madam Pomfrey didn't see it - I wanted Harry to leave some marks on me... it was left by Harry, just thinking about it makes me think Son's happy.

Most importantly, this can give my increasingly restless heart a little comfort.

Lockhart is still doing his damn stupid things with impunity, he even bravely asked the old bat Snape to be his assistant, and started a dueling club - of course, we didn't find out until after he took the stage, Forgive me, I actually had a certain interest and expectation in this club before.

He arrogantly wanted to demonstrate the Disarming Curse with Snape for us, but he was sent flying as soon as Snape issued "Expelliarmus", and many people secretly cheered and cheered at this moment.He was full of nonsense and almost annoyed the cellar snake king.Snape looked murderous.Lockhart probably noticed too, and he had to change the subject to hide his embarrassment.

You'll know it when you hear me say it, but his cover-up is so bad that even a three-year-old can't fool him.

When he was assigning groups, Snape suddenly interjected coolly, and he put Harry and Malfoy into a group.

"Malfoy, come here. Let's see what you can make of the famous Potter." I swear he meant it.

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"Face your partner!" Lockhart yelled back on stage, "Bow!"

It seems funny, but the atmosphere is not the slightest relaxed.

The condensed air under the stands was suffocating. Even though they were practicing in pairs, no one dared to yell at this moment. They pointed their wands at each other while stealing time to look at the two protagonists on the stage.

Everybody knows.

If Harry and Malfoy were to be rivals...

That's the real fight.

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"One...two..."

Before he could leave his mouth, Malfoy had already hit Harry. Harry took a few steps back from the attack, but he quickly reacted.

"Grind and hooray!"

"I said, just disarm!"

Lockhart was trying to keep the two children's spells from getting out of class at this point.

That's too late……

"Tarantella dance!"

Harry's feet began to throb uncontrollably...

"Spell Stop!!" Snape yelled, stopping everyone, including the students practicing off the stage.Lockhart seemed to be saved at last. He wanted to quickly dismantle the pair of Harry and Draco. He even did not hesitate to name Neville and call this timid kid to perform in public...

He thought Snape would finally let Harry go - or in Lockhart's case, stop messing around...

But Snape just called Malfoy and taught him a spell.

I guess that's a more diabolical spell.

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"Oolong comes out of the hole!!"

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I don't think I will ever forget Harry at this moment in my life.

It seems to be possessed by something, and it seems to reveal another hidden Harry that we have never understood.

Harry didn't back away as the snake writhed and slithered across the ground as Malfoy yelled.

He took two steps closer to the snake, and made a more sinister hiss like the snake.

Ron was screaming under his breath, saying, Harry's a Parseltongue, why didn't he tell us.

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This is obviously not a good thing, although we have thought of countless options after Hermione's guess: bird language, cat language, lizard language, and even sex language.We were discussing these languages ​​in a joking manner, guessing which one Harry heard, but everyone bypassed the Parseltongue in unison... Maybe this is nothing, from a biological point of view, this Nothing strange, but in this era, there is a more terrifying existence, Voldemort.

Harry can speak Parseltongue.

That is in line with the recent widely circulated: Harry Potter is the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter is the heir of Slytherin... This kind of statement coincides.

There's no doubt that Harry was isolated, utterly... even after he wandered dazedly down the corridor for the second time and bumped into petrified Nick and Justin, no one could even believe it wasn't him. of.

Everyone seems to have agreed to get together, avoiding Harry like the flu...

...It shouldn't be so arbitrary, I mean, the good news is that Harry still has a lot of friends who are willing to support him, such as Ron, Hermione, Hagrid, and even Tyler and Mandy who are often with me , Stewart.

I don't need to say more.

This is also the reason why Harry has been frequenting the Ravenclaw lounge since he joined the club—it is much quieter here, and more people are willing to spend time on research instead of gathering in groups to gossip about Harry. Identity origin.

We have advised Harry several times, if you don't care, if you don't take those people who don't want to believe you into your heart, then you will be more relaxed Harry, the truth will eventually come to light, you should give ignorant people a sudden enlightenment and peace chance for remorse.

...It sounds very nice.

But it couldn't make Harry, who had become a little depressed, happier.

Harry even refused to come home with me for Christmas.

I guess, because of the complicated trivia, he has forgotten that I once said that I would take him back to see his mother at Christmas.

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It doesn't matter, there are more opportunities.

On the train home, I waved goodbye to Harry through the window, put my hand on the center of my brow, and pointed to Harry.

Harry finally smiled, and he also pointed to the center of his brow with a smoothing motion.

Goodbye, Harry.

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There are also many people who come to the cemetery to visit their families at Christmas.

The cemetery didn't feel very dead and silent. I held a large bunch of lilies and walked inside according to the memory of last time. Surprisingly, there was already a person standing in front of my mother's tombstone.

He is tall, with a straight back and a cane in his hand. The most terrible thing is that this person has long platinum-blonde hair.

... There is no reason to refuse me to set him up with the little noble's father.

I guess he heard my voice - the stupid exclamation, and even stared and stood still, if he wanted to attack me, he could have killed me in the first place.

Fortunately he didn't.

"I have to say," he said slowly and in a long tone, "after knowing your identity, it's not easy to be sarcastic to you, don't you think? Standing in the Weasley The boy who waved the flag behind the family."

"I don't understand what you're talking about, sir."

"It doesn't matter," he put his left hand into his coat pocket. After a while, he took out an extremely sparkling ring. The style was simple, like an old antique heirloom. The most amazing thing was the huge sapphire on the ring.Big Malfoy spoke again, this time, with a slightly commanding tone: "If you still have some discerning ability, you can rationally judge the strength gap between you and me, you won't want to run away."

His hand holding the ring pushed forward.

"I'm sorry." I looked at his hand inexplicably, "I don't know what this means? A ring? Why should I run away?"

I'm sure the great noble took a long breath at this time.

I guess he was trying to calm himself down.

Even though I don't know what kind of emotions he wants to calm down.

I can only look at him intently—I hope to end the conversation with him as soon as possible. My original intention is not to have unnecessary conversations with him here. If I didn’t wait to talk to my mother and wish her a Merry Christmas, I might have out of here.

"Portkey."

I heard the gnashing of teeth of the nobles.

Coincidentally, I have just heard of what he said...

Calmly running my brain, I slowly accumulated energy on the soles of my feet, counting silently, three...two...one!

I quickly turned around and ran towards the way I came, I could almost hear the wind whistling in my ears, my hat fell off the moment I turned around, covering my eyes.I hurriedly grabbed it with my right hand, and just as I was about to throw away this obstructive hat, I heard the voice of a great noble behind me: "All petrified!"

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The resistance was declared a failure.

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"dad?"

This is a feeling of being pulled into the plug by super suction, as if the whole body is instantly shrunk by a medicine, drilled into a hole smaller than the seam in the ground, and then after rolling upside down, it is enlarged again from that hole squeezed out.

There are two little nobles who are confused in front of my eyes.

Petrification has been lifted.

This is very necessary. I know the Portkey. When I was captured by an enemy and brought into another strange environment, even if he hadn't tied me up, I don't think I would run around.

"Stupid, you have opened your eyes to see the reality, but you still choose to use your feet to carry out pitiful resistance."

"You are so fierce that you want to take me away, how can I not run away."

Talking about it now is completely pointless.Shaking my head, I staggered and threw myself in front of the nobleman, and grabbed his clothes: "I still haven't figured out what you are going to do after kidnapping me... But don't say you are my father!" Ghosts won’t believe anything like that.”

The little nobleman looked at me in shock, and then at his father, with a look of betrayal, biting his lips pitifully.

And the noble... His expression is much more playful, he seems to have swallowed a carload of slugs, his mouth is only opened a small slit, and he squeezes out a sonorous voice: "Of course not!"

The author has something to say:

Discussed the plot with my sister before going to bed last night, I slept very soundly o(￣ˇ￣)o

Encourage the girls to continue to find faults and continue to discuss the plot with a certain star, in fact, a certain star likes to talk about these things with the girls hahaha_”