hp lord of the rings still time

"I'm sorry!" Kleist approached the man who had been leaning against the coffin, sat beside him and said softly.

The haggard man shook his head silently, without speaking.

"You shouldn't have put him here like this." It was already the fifth day since they returned from Annuminas, and Christopher Cooper refused to let him go into the ground even though he put Dyrendel in the coffin. The crowd couldn't bear to disturb them, and there was nothing they could do, so Kleist had no choice but to come forward to persuade them.

"I know, my reason tells me that I can't do this, but my emotions can't give up. Once I bury him in that dark hole, I will lose him forever." Christopher Cooper's bloodshot eyes Staring blankly at the front, there is a cemetery that has been arranged by everyone. The young wizards once joked that when building the floating island, they specially left a hidden place at the back as their future cemetery. Someone really lay in it so quickly.

Kleist lit a cigarette, handed him to Christopher Cooper, and said, "Give him the dignity he deserves, Christopher, and let him rest in peace. Maybe his soul is watching us not far away? Don't Make him so sad."

After a short silence, Christopher Cooper replied with a hoarse voice: "I know, please wait a while."

"Okay, we're right behind!"

"Thank you!"

Kleist pursed his lips, patted Christopher Cooper on the shoulder, and walked away quietly.

"How about it?"

Facing the anxious expression of his companion, Kleist shook his head helplessly, "Although it is still painful, it will pass. We are waiting and giving him some time. By the way, is there any news about Peter?"

James Potter shook his head: "No, the map shows that he went to sea, and then there are no clues."

"Is he all right?" Lily Evans asked worriedly. Everyone has been having a hard time these past few days. Sad emotions spread throughout the floating island, even the Gryffindors who have always been used to self-regulation I can't cheer up.

Kleist: "No."

Under the auspices of Christopher Cooper, Dirundel's funeral was held in a very quiet atmosphere, perhaps because of the starry sky that he did not have the last chance to see. Christopher Cooper arranged the funeral at night. Directly below the source, at the bottom of the floating island, under the dazzling starry sky, Christopher Cooper looked at his lover's face for the last time, and then quickly and decisively closed the coffin.

Christopher Cooper stood quietly watching his companions place it in the crypt.At the moment when the seal was put on, the girl whose eyes were moist could not help covering her mouth and sobbing softly. During the long years in Middle-earth, they had attended many funerals, and most of the time they were feeling the ruthlessness of the years and missing their friends. Only this time, they really felt that the world is impermanent, death and separation go hand in hand, and people's hearts are unpredictable, and they will give you a fatal blow at any time.

Kleist and Dyrendel were close friends, as were the others, and it would be unrealistic to say how much they were saddened by Dyrendel's passing.They are only heartbroken and sad for the short and beautiful relationship between Christopher Cooper and Dyrendell, and complain about what happened to their friends and companions.

Those who left have left, and those who stayed are still going on in order to live.

On the third night after the funeral, Peter Peruni walked back alone without notifying anyone, just like that, holding a small handful of fresh daisies, walking on the suspended corridor leading to the lounge.The moment he pushed open the door of the lounge, everyone stopped talking.

Kleist looked at Peter Peruni, put aside the shock in his eyes, and blinked hard, trying to make the sore eye sockets feel better. She walked forward, opened her arms, pulled a smile, and said slightly choked: " Welcome back, Peter!"

Peter Peruni kept his head down. He quickly hugged Kleist, then separated, and stood aside silently, as if he was really waiting for the verdict, full of anger and anxiety.

"It's good that you come back, Peter!" Lily Evans also stepped forward and hugged Peter Peruni.

Then came Ranrisa Bulstrode, with red eyes, and Ella Smith, who asked Peter Peruni if ​​he needed a meal.Compared with girls who are more emotionally released, boys are more restrained.They gathered around Peter, patted him on the shoulder, or gave him a hard hug, and said a few words of reassurance.

Peter Peruni looked at Christopher Cooper, who was walking in front of him, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Christopher Cooper shook his head: "Peter, we are all right, what is wrong is only this era." He inadvertently glanced at Peter Peruni, noticed the flowers in his hand, and said with a gentle face: "He is right there, we Go see him!"

"Okay." Peter Peruni nodded in agreement, and then walked out behind Christopher Cooper.

Everyone stared at the direction in which the two were leaving until their figures disappeared. Kleist kicked down the chair beside him fiercely and roared in a low voice: "That damn bitch!" She was too angry, when she saw By the time Peter Peyroni had gray hair, the outburst of rage and heartache almost made her lose control in an instant. That damned woman ruined her two companions and affected them all.

"Oh, poor Peter, I don't know how he spends these days alone, he is so heartbreaking, why do you do this to him?" Ira Smith buried her face in Sirius Black's arms, whispering Sobbing, this little sparrow with a rich nature and emotion has shed tears a lot these days.

Regulus Black, who had always been a little quiet, sat in a corner of the lounge, put his hand on his forehead and said, "Sister, let's go back and live for a while!"

"The two of them will be fine together! I don't want them to be separated!"

"Lily, even if you say forgiveness on your lips, the scar in your heart will always exist. Christopher will always hold hatred in his heart, while Peter will always harbor guilt. Numenor will become a taboo for all of us. Such is the consequence of our recklessness, that Peter would not have met her, and Christopher would not have been injured trying to save us, and would not have been It was all our fault." For the first time, James Potter admitted his mistakes in front of everyone, and he didn't quibble or shirk. This also marked the end of the era of pranks belonging to the group of four. Force them to recognize themselves and allow them to grow quickly and become more responsible and responsible.Remus Lupine stood beside James Potter, patting his back encouragingly, and like James Potter, all of them were having a hard time.

Kleist had already calmed down, and she leaned against the wall: "There is no right or wrong in this matter, it is like this, whether it is Sinlyfil or Dyrendel, they will all die, it's just sooner or later. It's just not like It just left such a tragic mark on our lives!"

Matthew McConaughey looked out the window: "When they come back, let's go back! Do something else to distract yourself, it will be better."

"You're right."

"Then do it!"

"I heard you guys went to sea?" Christopher Cooper and Peter Peruni walked quietly for a while, and he took the initiative to ask. Compared with the previous two days, he looked much better and seemed to have accepted the reality, but understood His companions all knew that he never came out.Christopher Cooper wears a ring from Dyrendel, which he puts on his ring finger.He had insomnia and could only fall asleep with the Severus Snape potion.He doesn't read or do research, and spends most of his time in a daze, and he can't even concentrate most of the time.

"Yes, I have sailed for a long time, but I have not found the top of Mount Minertamar, maybe it has been submerged!" Peter Peruni didn't say the whole thing, but Christopher Cooper already understood that the woman was sunk into the sea , and the man who buried him was as miserable as himself, no, he was not even as good as himself, Peter Peruni got nothing but grief from that woman.

"Peter, I choose to forgive, what about you?" Christopher Cooper said calmly, standing in front of Dirundel's tomb, on which was planted a sapling of a white holy tree, which became the tip of Christopher Cooper's heart, as if every day Watching it grow was the only thing worth doing for him.

"Thank you, but I, I... still can't let go...she..." Peter Peruni quickly glanced at Christopher Cooper, afraid that his inappropriate words would irritate him, Peter Peruni knew that he would never be able to In front of other people, she said her lover's name, she was the source of their pain, he continued with his head down: "I should bear the corresponding consequences for my choice, even if you don't forgive, it doesn't matter, it's all mine crime."

"You're right, I'm right," Christopher Cooper said, pointing to the position of the sapling. "He's also right. Since we're all right, why worry about it."

"No," Peter Peruni shook his head, "I was wrong, and love is my fault." He understood that even if Christopher Cooper said forgive, he was only forgiving him, and Miriel would never be forgiven by his companions.

"You regret it, Peter!" Christopher Cooper suddenly laughed and said inexplicably.

"Yes, I regret, but what I regret is not love, but the consequences of my stupid impulse."

Christopher Cooper was silent, watching Peter Peruni place the daisy in front of Dyrendel's tombstone, which had no epitaph, it was just an empty slate with a name engraved on it, not even a date of birth.The remaining vacancy there will be reserved for Christopher Cooper, who decides to live together with the beautiful vision they have said, and finally, one day, lie beside his lover.Christopher Cooper emptied the flowers in front of the tombstone after Peter Peyroni's turn, before walking back with him again.

It was the first time that the wizards wanted to escape from Middle-earth, and Kleist did not refuse. She hurriedly met with Thranduil to talk about some recent developments, and then returned to the wizarding world with her companions who were still dressed in black.

If the wizards in Middle-earth were pierced through the chest with daggers and faced the bloody pain directly, then the young wizards who returned to the wizarding world have turned into sharp swords and directly cut wizards and goblins. The final fig leaf.

At this time, Tom Riddle is doing his best to keep calm in front of these accusing goblins, listening to their worthless nonsense while scolding Kleist and others in his heart, if he can use it now Magic, do you still need to listen to these quiet ugly monsters shouting here?

"You must give us an explanation today!" An older goblin pointed and yelled loudly, with an extremely arrogant attitude.

Kleist and the others hid in a corner of the living room and watched all this secretly. When the goblin yelled again for Kleist and the others to come out and give them an explanation, Kleist rushed quickly with the long sword in his hand. go out.

A black shadow flashed with silver light, and the head of the goblin head rolled to the ground in the splashing hot blood. Kleist held up his long sword and looked coldly at the terrified goblin and scolded: "Who gave you the guts to dare?" Reckless in my territory!" Kleist threw out a dagger again, nailed a goblin who was about to flee behind to the wall, and gestured to his companions behind, "Except for that, the remaining ones Do not stay."

"No!"

"You are..." The goblins didn't even have time to escape, and they were killed by young wizards who rushed out from behind Kleist. Ironically, all the goblins who thought they had excellent magic Died by the swords of the wizards, bleeding everywhere, without a whole body.

"You're finally back!" Tom Riddle, who was closest to the goblin and whose face was spattered with blood, gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"As you wish, Tom!" Kleist stared at Tom Riddle coldly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Tom Riddle felt trembling when he saw it, Kleist turned his head, and watched the sword fall from the goblin's Christopher Cooper, who drew his sword out of his eyes, said, "Give him back his magic power."

Before Tom Riddle's face turned happy, Kleist gave a warning: "I hope next time we don't need to do it ourselves, dealing with these meaningless trifles!"