hp lord of the rings still time

"Yes." Miriel replied without hesitation.

"Why?" Peter Peruni asked loudly in disbelief: "Why did you do this? Why did you do this to me?"

Miriel didn't answer but just looked at Peter Peruni calmly, as if he was the one who made trouble out of no reason.

Kleist: "You wanted to die a long time ago, so you persuaded Peter to stay with you just to let him die with you, right?"

"Yes." The answer was still very straightforward.

Kleist: "So this is your revenge?"

Miriel raised her head, as arrogant and arrogant as she was at the beginning: "Yes."

Kleist snorted coldly and stepped forward quickly. With a sound of "snap", the beautiful queen was thrown aside, while Peter Peruni, who had been holding her all the time, was restrained by Kleist's magical hands and imprisoned in place.Kleist sneered: "You deserve it, you are cowardly and selfish, and you really are a perfect match with Farathon."

"What do you know....."

"I don't need to understand you. I need to understand what you are. You are pitiful, pitiful and hateful, but it has nothing to do with us." Kleist walked to Miriel step by step, and then slowly squatted down. Riel's chin, staring at her face, the cold tone became peaceful: "You shouldn't be like this, your willful way hurts everyone who cares about you, maybe no one of them treats you sincerely, but here we are There are lovers and relatives who put you in your heart, but you still hurt them deeply." Kleist pinched her chin and straightened her head hard, "Look at me and tell me, do you regret it?"

"No, I don't regret it!"

"Insomnia!" Taking advantage of Miriel's distraction, Kleist used a spell to invade her brain, searching for information about sex.

After a while, Kleist let go of Miriel who was trembling with pain, sighed, stood up, turned to look at Christopher Cooper, and shook his head helplessly under his expectant gaze.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill her!" Christopher Cooper almost yelled, shaking with anger, but the wand pointed at Miriel remained motionless, while the terrified Peter Peruni broke away from Clare. Ster's spell blocked Miriel, begging: "Please don't do this, she has no way out!"

"Go away, Peter." Christopher Cooper roared: "If you still treat me as a brother, don't protect that woman, are you a fool? She has been lying to you, look at you, for her, you got What!"

Peter Peruni shook his head, pleading with red eyes: "No, I beg you, she...she is dying too!"

"She deserved it..." A red light appeared on the tip of Christopher Cooper's wand.The young wizards were a little at a loss looking at the two opposing people. They stood not far away, holding their wands tightly, ready to stop this meaningless fight at any time.In the face of Christopher Cooper's curse shot at any time, Peter Peruni still stood in front of his lover and never flinched.

"Christopher, there's no need for this!" Kleist pressed his wrist, forcing him to put it down.

Dirundel, who had been standing silently beside Christopher Cooper, also pulled him back and whispered, "Forget it, Chris, let's go, take me out of here, Chris!"

Christopher Cooper looked at his sad friend, took a deep breath, tried to make himself gentler, looked at him deeply and replied: "Okay, where do you want to go?"

Dyrundel looked at Kleist and smiled, "I hope I can have the honor to visit your island."

Kleist nodded: "Of course." Then he said to the other companions: "Go back first, too!"

"I'll help you."

Dirundel stopped Christopher Cooper's hand and said with a smile: "I feel good now, I can do it myself." After taking two steps, Dirundel suddenly turned around and said to the people behind him, "Master Elendil , if... If I don't come back, I will give all my things to Mr. Cooper, please!" After saying that, he bowed and saluted, ignoring the shouts from behind, and holding the wet-eyed Christopher Cooper by the head without looking back. Go outside the hall.Since his homeland was long gone, this place meant nothing to him. If he had to choose a place to die, he hoped it would be the one closest to Christopher Cooper.

"Peter," Kleist called out, bringing Peter Peruni, who was still trying to persuade Miriel, back to his senses, and then he heard Kleist say to him, "You guys go too!"

"Kleist..." Peter Peruni was both surprised and moved, then he nodded to Kleist and thanked him in a low voice.

"Let's go, Miriel."

"Go, where else can I go?" Miriel slumped on the ground, looked towards the direction where Dyrendel was leaving, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Whether it is Númenor that has long been submerged or the vast and boundless Middle Continent, there is no Where I live, I'm dying, Peter!"

"Yes, I know, I will be with you." Peter Peruni was very uncomfortable. He didn't know why things suddenly became like this. They were still planning for the future, but they suddenly had to face eternal separation.

Rui Mier smiled, compared to the previous indifference, her smile was more warm and apologetic: "I'm sorry, Peter, you are a good person, but I took advantage of your kindness..."

"Don't say that, you're fine too, but we all know..." Peter Peruni was silent for a while, he didn't know how to comfort him, it seemed that the dry words had lost any convincing power, he tried his best to fight Spirit said: "Let's go! Where do you want to go?"

Miriel thought for a while, then asked softly, "Can you take me to see the sea?"

"it is good!"

"Your people took them away like this?" Isildur thumped Kleist's barrier, he seemed very impulsive compared to his silent father.

Kleist raised his eyebrows, "Why, can't you?" Her attitude became tougher, and she looked at Elendil and the others with unfriendly eyes: "To be honest, if I knew that helping you would be this In the end, I would rather you sink to the bottom of the sea. I don’t know what the last straw is, but you definitely have an inescapable responsibility.”

Elendil looked serious: "I'm sorry for letting you see such an unbearable side."

"Don't worry, we're not interested in these things, and we won't spread them around for you." Kleist took out a flower pot from his large sleeve robe, and when it was taken out, everyone's expressions changed. Yes, Elendil said in surprise: "This is... oh, thank the gods for blessing..."

Kleist passed the flower pot, "I hope that their whereabouts will not be pursued."

Elendil took the flowerpot, stared deeply at the seedlings in the flowerpot, and replied sincerely: "I understand what you mean, I hope we are still friends."

"No!" Kleist shook his head: "We are neither friends nor enemies, but strangers who know each other. I don't think we will come here in the future." After speaking, Kleist turned and prepared to leave, she walked After taking two steps, he turned around and said, "By the way, do you know about the Phantom Swamp? The territory to the north of it belongs to us. Don't wander there if you have nothing to do. After all, we will be very distressed if there is too much fertilizer!" Then he waved casually : "Let's go, there's more, don't follow!" Turn around chicly, and stride out without hesitation.

As Kleist said, Elrond watched a play in which the protagonists were the descendants of his brother, and he couldn't judge the past between them, so he always acted as a bystander, walking around Kleist. After that, he also chose to leave.

"Father, she is the one who stole the fruit. It is because of her that we are suspected. Everyone thinks it is the fruit of the white holy tree that we picked. It is really hateful."

"Shut up," Elendil stared at the door, but quickly withdrew his gaze, gently stroking the plants in the flower pot; "We should thank her, at least we can still see it, find our hope and To believe in it and keep it going, and that they can germinate the fruit, is already remarkable."

"But……"

"Forget it," Elendil handed the flower pot to his eldest son, turned and walked in the direction of Gilgalad, "let this matter go! The elves are afraid of her, we don't need to cause trouble .We are fighting for those people who follow us and advance and retreat with us. The gods will guide us to choose the right path. Now, the White Sacred Tree has returned, at least proving that our initial choice was correct."

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected the top of the forest into bright red. In this dazzling red, the young wizard looked particularly lost.

"This is the worst day I've ever lived, how I wish time would stop here." Ella Smith buried her face in Sirius Black's arms and said sadly.

At this time, everyone was sitting in the watchtower of Fangorn Forest, and they gave the floating island to Christopher Cooper and Dirundel, allowing them to enjoy this last time alone.

James Potter straightened his glasses: "Time? Stop, ah! I thought of it!"

"Be quiet, what are you screaming for?" Severus Snape, who had been studying drug toxicity in his mind, was interrupted by the sudden sharp sound, and growled unhappily.

"I heard that we are wizards! We have a time-turner! Just go back to before they drank it and throw it away, wouldn't it be all right?"

"That's right! Do you have a Time-Turner, Ranrisabel?"

Different from the excitement of others, Ranrisa Bulstrode shook her head in a low voice: "It's useless, I tried, the time converter is useless here."

"why?"

"how come?"

Severus Snape sneered: "Please use your brains to think about it, this is a world created by the gods, no matter its climate, seasons, or the sun, moon and stars are all under Vera's control, including Time, the gods will not allow time to go backwards."

Sirius Black knocked on the forehead: "Damn it, forget about it."

After a short silence, Remus Lupine looked down and said, "Kleist is back."

Kleist noticed that her companions were all on the tower, so she climbed up too, only to find that everyone was there. She leaned against a corner tiredly, closed her eyes and said hoarsely: "Peter took her to the seaside !"

Lily Evans choked up a little: "Poor Peter, how miserable he must be!"

Regulus Black: "No one else to blame, this is his own choice. Although I sympathize with him, since he fell in love with that woman, he has turned his back on us. Love made him a prisoner, lost himself, and tortured , Even if repentance is futile, the harm is a foregone conclusion, he created a gap between us. He felt ashamed to face us, ashamed of Christopher, it was that woman who ruined him."

Ranrisa Bulstrode: "It's not his fault, he shouldn't take the responsibility, although he brought the woman, but compared to Christopher, he is more pitiful, even though he paid so much, he didn't even get his heart .”

"Frank!" Kleist suddenly said with his eyes closed.

"what's up?"

Kleist: "Find a coffin and bring it back!"

Frank Barton scratched his hair vigorously, and said a little discouraged: "I know!" He quickly stood up, took a few companions, and prepared to go to the Barren Mountain Tribe, where there would be something suitable for the human race.

Ranrisa Bulstrode frowned and looked towards the sky: "This sunset glow changes too fast, it's annoying!"

"Yeah! I don't want to watch it anymore."

"It's almost time, isn't it?"

"No, no, no! It's still early!" Even though he has lived for many years, at this moment Christopher Cooper shook his head in a panic like a frizzy boy, speaking meaningless words of comfort.He doesn't face death as calmly and calmly as Direndell can.He couldn't imagine that after giving love and sincerity, he would get such an ending. The person he loved deeply should not be taken away by death like this.

Direndell hugged Christopher Cooper, patted him on the back and said: "Actually, this is also very good, although you never said it, but every time you leave and reappear, it will be the same as when we first met." Almost, I know, you are different from us, maybe you will suddenly leave one day, if you were not by my side at that time, how lonely I would be alone! It’s good to have you by my side now, Chris!”

"what happened?"

"I'm a little sleepy!"

"Don't sleep, please!" Christopher Cooper begged in a low voice.

"Promise me, forgive him! In the end, please bury me in the place closest to you, and, I'm sorry, the things I promised to do together can only be entrusted to you..."

"No...no..." In the empty underground world, a man's mournful cry sounded. Christopher Cooper hugged his lover who was no longer breathing tightly, stroking his gradually cooling face, and couldn't help crying.No pale words can tell his pain at this time, it seems that crying tears are the only way for him to express his sadness. This is Christopher Cooper's most desperate day, and it is also the day that belongs to the best chapter of his life. Rendell buried deep underground together.

"Let's go in later!" The young wizards sat quietly outside the gate of the floating island, trying to plug their ears and close their eyes, not to imagine what happened inside.

Kleist: "What a bad day!"