[hp] stay out of it

Facing Vincent's question, Malfoy slightly turned his head away and snorted.He concealed it so well that no one could see that he was actually panicking, and even he himself would have been fooled—if it wasn't for the thumping movement in his chest that reminded him loudly.

Vincent shrugged and did not pursue further.

Malfoy glanced around, his eyes unconsciously falling on the dark corners of the room where the candlelight couldn't reach, really wanting to throw the messy emotions in his heart there.

He remembered something.Those emotions had no reason in the past, and they still feel absurd now, but they still exist undoubtedly, stirring in his mind.

I am making a fool of myself.Almost self-defeating.

Thinking of this, when Vincent looked at him again, he couldn't help but straighten his spine a little and put on the most elegant posture.Just for a moment, Vincent's eyes turned away again, and Bellini told him to go back to the future.Because he won't go back with them, but just wait for the magic of the crystal box to pass, and return directly to his own time and space.

"Maybe I should give myself an amnesia spell? After all, no matter how careful you are, if you go back with memories of the future, it will disrupt the development of the past." Vincent murmured.

Malfoy scratched his hair.

Maybe we will never see each other again next time.

He and Vincent met eyes again.Even though he was in front of a younger version, he still couldn't help but miss the guy from before who didn't have such sharp eyes.

He also had to think about the future. Even if Voldemort was eliminated, the turbulent atmosphere in the wizarding world would not disappear overnight.His parents' future, his own future, are all still in the void.At this moment, he was still focusing on such unspeakable emotional issues, which really made him feel ridiculous.

Vincent waved to him: "You should take it away."

Malfoy pursed his lips, walked over to Bellini, and the two hung the necklace around their necks.

"We're all going to survive." He said suddenly, and stopped chasing Vincent's gaze.

Bellini said nervously, "How many times should it go?"

When Vincent was about to help them turn the Time Converter directly with magic, an alarm sounded faintly outside the door. He frowned and threw a number to Bellini: "You do it yourself. I'll go see what's going on outside. .” After finishing speaking, he ran out.

Malfoy picked up the converter, preparing to cast a spell on it.

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, like an explosion.Malfoy's incantation hand trembled, and the spell hit the switch instead of the handle, and the glass shattered, and quicksand trickled out and disappeared before they reached their knees.

They took another one from the shelf behind them.Re-chant the mantra.

This time the hand was steady, but for some reason, the converter did not move at all.

"It's so difficult." Malfoy muttered.

The sound of explosions outside grew louder.The shock caused the dust in the room to fall down, and the shelf on which the converters were placed was shaking slightly. The converters collided with each other, making the sound of glass jingling.

There was too much noise outside, and there were all kinds of angry shouts.

"It seems that there are a lot of people here." Bellini frequently looked at the closed door.

"We couldn't help in the past." Malfoy was also nervous, sweat slid from his forehead and wet his pale brow.He concentrated on the third Time-Turner.

Bellini shook his head violently: "We have definitely experienced more things than the people outside. At this time, Voldemort has not yet been born, and the entire British wizarding world is as safe as a pink fairy tale."

"If we don't go first and cause him trouble..."

"But..." Bellini wanted to say something, but the door suddenly opened.The two of them looked over together, but what they saw was an adult wizard in a navy blue uniform.

"Hey, there are two damn students here." The staff member was obviously annoyed, and raised his hand and cast a stun spell.But Malfoy and Bellini were faster than him, knocking him to the ground with two binding spells as he slipped away.

"It's really annoying. We are obviously saving the wizarding world, but we are being chased by these guys from the Ministry of Magic." Bellini complained in the dark with his waist down.

After they figured out the situation, they were not too nervous.At this time, the Ministry of Magic is full of silly wizards who are as pure as white paper, and there are no Death Eaters or the like hiding behind them, so the biggest danger they can encounter in a short period of time is nothing more than being locked up in the Ministry of Magic. floor office.

In any case, no matter how safe it is here, it is the best policy to leave early.They touched the door of another room all the way, opened that door carefully, and a ray of blue light came through immediately from the opposite side.

"It seems to be the house that houses the brain." Bellini muttered.Then the door was jerked open from there.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Vincent helped Malfoy who almost tripped.

"The Time-Turner... always fails," Malfoy said.

Bellini patted his head: "We forgot to take the Time Converter!" The Flying Curse is ineffective on all items here.Bellini turned back and ran back to the house just now, trying to get the converter before more officials rushed over.The row of shelves was further back in the house, and he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Malfoy looked back at Vincent.

They are alone now.He was so aware.

Vincent was watching out for Bellini vigilantly, completely oblivious to the sight behind him.

Malfoy looked at the nape of his neck, the shaggy hair, the line of tight shoulders.He doesn't think about the future, doesn't think about anything, he really wants to touch it.

Thinking like this, I acted.But the hand stopped halfway, not knowing where to put it.

Vincent felt the air blowing from his sleeves, turned his head and saw Malfoy's hand.

When the eyes met, bang—all thoughts were short-circuited, Malfoy's mind was stuck, and the hand was pressed on Vincent's head, and he followed a sentence firmly: "This battle is so big, in the end Don't mess with yourself, you."

Where is this coming from?Suspicion arose in Vincent's heart, but seeing Malfoy's carefully combed hairstyle, he was not ashamed to rub his head back with his backhand.

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I have a good wish to finish this 18 years ago...

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