if i am not me

Looking at the familiar layout on the page, Harry was a little dazed by the content on it.

Azkaban prison break.

If he hadn't seen the news again, Harry would have almost forgotten about it.Of course, in Harry's original intention, he wished that he could remember some things clearly. After all, even if history has changed, it is good to be able to plan ahead for some things.

But now he can't control the development of the situation.Leaving aside the changes in his physical appearance, as far as the memory of his previous life is concerned, Harry can hardly remember when and what specific things happened.The only thing that is clear in his memory is the magic engraved deep in his soul, and those people and things that brought him to death step by step...

Feeling overwhelmed, it sucks.

However, he had no choice.

It's not that Harry didn't think about extracting the memory for storage, but let alone his ability to control the wand to extract the memory with ease, even if he did, he didn't have the tools to read it.

The Pensieve, which is more precious than the Invisibility Cloak, as far as he knows, only Dumbledore currently owns it...

Frowning, Harry, who regained his composure, scanned the few black-and-white photos that filled the front page, and compared the names on the newspaper with his vague memory one by one.

Anthony Dolokhov, August Rookwood... I looked at the names one by one, some of which I still remembered, but some I couldn't remember clearly.After seeing the last one, Harry froze suddenly.

Strange, did he overlook something?

Looking at the newspaper again with doubts, Harry carefully read the content of the article, trying to find some clues to prove his doubts just now.

"The Ministry of Magic announced last night that there was a mass escape in Azkaban. Minister Cornelius Fudge confirmed in an interview in his office that nine recidivists escaped last night, and stated that he had informed the Muggle Prime Minister of the danger of the fugitives Fudge claimed that the escape of these nine recidivists was planned for a long time. Since October last year, several criminals have attempted to trigger riots in Azkaban. Although the riots were finally suppressed by guards, the prisoners...

……

…At the same time, Ms. Dolores Umbridge, the new Headmaster of Hogwarts and the current Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, revealed that the jailbreak was a conspiracy.The strictness of Azkaban has never been challenged in the past few hundred years. Therefore, judging from the scale of this prison break outbreak, one has to think deeply about whether there are artificial reasons behind it...

……

…The Ministry of Magic is currently sparing no effort in hunting down the fugitives, and the public is asked to remain vigilant and refrain from approaching these important criminals. "

After reading the entire article, Harry got almost no useful information except for Fudge and Umbridge's verbal evasion, and about the nine criminals...

and many more!

Nine!

If he remembered correctly, there was one person among the group of fleeing people that he hated to the bone—Bellatrix Lestrange.

The woman who killed Sirius...why, why didn't she appear here?

Didn't she escape with her?

No, it's impossible.With her loyalty to Voldemort, even if she died, she would probably return to her master as a ghost.With so many people successfully escaping from prison, unless she wasn't with them, it was absolutely impossible not to come out with them.

Then there is only another possibility.

Is it dead, or is it...

"Harry...Harry?" Drake was also shocked by the occurrence of this prison escape incident, but the many incidents that have been sent in this year have already made him practice the ability to not be surprised, so the surprise is only for a moment, but Harry's reaction worried him even more.

Drake's voice called Harry's attention back, his green eyes looked at Drake, suddenly, he remembered something, something he had neglected for a long time.

"What's the matter?" With a worried look gathered between his brows, Draco stared at Harry whose face suddenly changed, and asked cautiously.

Harry's current state is too abnormal.

Shaking his head, listening to Draco's question, Harry suddenly didn't know how to answer.In the past, whenever he found something and remembered something, the first thing he thought of was to discuss with Drake, even about Voldemort.But this time Harry hesitated, because the person involved in this topic was none other than Bellatrix—that was Narcissa's biological sister and Drake's aunt!

Do you want to tell Drake, 'Oh, it's nothing, it's just that your aunt is not on the list this time'?

Not every aunt is like Aunt Petunia.

Therefore, Harry didn't dare to talk nonsense until he found out how deep Draco's feelings for his aunt were.He is afraid!

Yes, be afraid!He was afraid that his biased view of Bellatrix would affect the relationship between him and Draco—even if there was no secret between him and Draco, it might be a common problem of people in love. There will still be worries about gains and losses.

"Harry?" There was a hint of urgency in the tone, and Draco didn't understand why Harry was so hesitant to speak. Is there anything they can't say between them?

Lowering his head to avoid Drake's sight, Harry bit the corner of his lip, but still didn't answer.If he remembers correctly, Bella seems to love her only sister Narcissa very much. Although she encourages them to do many things because of the "master", it is undeniable that the status of her sister and nephew in her heart is only Second to her "master".

Blaise also noticed the abnormality of the two at this time. He looked at Harry and then at Drake. He patted Drake on the shoulder knowingly, picked up his schoolbag and left the dining table where there were not many people.

Seeing this, Draco just nodded casually, and then continued to return his attention to Harry.

But Harry still didn't speak.

Staring at Harry who started to wander again at some point, Draco couldn't help but sighed, picked up a few sandwiches from the dining table and wrapped them in paper, then picked up his and Harry's schoolbags, and dragged him out of the restaurant.

The first class this morning is Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the classroom is on the fourth floor.There were many old abandoned classrooms there, so Draco had no trouble finding a convenient place for them to talk.

"Speak." After closing the door and cautiously cast an anti-tapping spell, Draco waited quietly for Harry's explanation.It wasn't that he didn't want to give Harry privacy, on the contrary, it was because he knew Harry so well that he made the previous move.

Harry's expression just now clearly wanted to say something, but suddenly he had some worries and swallowed it back abruptly.If what he was worried about just now was the place to speak, then now that he helped them change the place, he should not continue to remain silent, right?

Harry knew his intentions from the moment Drake dragged him out of the restaurant, but after thinking about it for a few seconds, he decided to confess to Draco.After all, no matter how you say it, it’s actually not a big deal, it’s just because of himself...

Thinking of this, Harry blushed slightly.Fortunately, Draco was only focusing on dragging him to find an abandoned teaching classroom at this time, so Harry took advantage of this opportunity to organize his words in this idle moment, trying to think about how to say this matter.

After seeing Draco arrange everything around him and face him, Harry paused, and finally got to the heart of the matter, "Draco, do you still remember your aunt, Bellatrix. Lestrange ?"

Obviously, Draco didn't expect that the matter that had entangled Harry for so long was related to her, so he couldn't react for a while.After a long while, when Harry started to have the thought of 'I shouldn't have said this', he said slowly, "Why did you mention her?"

Seeing that there was no emotional resistance from his lover, Harry took a deep breath and said, "Do you remember her?"

"Of course..." Thinking of the conversations of his parents that he overheard because of his playfulness when he was a child, Draco seemed to have thought of something, and a few hints of understanding flashed in his eyes. "Is it that 'her' has a different experience than 'you know'?"

As expected of Drake!Harry secretly praised his lover appreciatively, and nodded.Now that he said it himself, it's easy to say the next thing, "Before...she was included in the list."

I see.After thinking about Harry's series of performances today, Draco figured out the crux of it.This kid is afraid that he will be sad.

Smiling slightly, he raised his hand and stroked Harry's messy hair.As they grew older, they hadn't done this action for a long time, but seeing Harry's performance today, Draco couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and raised his hand almost subconsciously.

This was the longest gesture they made to each other when they first met—it was not a kiss, but it was better than a kiss; it was not a hug, but it was better than a hug.

Feeling the warmth of Drake's palm, Harry felt relieved, and rarely made a childish grimace, "Don't rub it, it's all messed up!" He said, and raised his hand to remove Drake's hand from his head. Pulling it down, hearing Harry's complaints, Draco also stopped as soon as he saw it, and withdrew his troublesome right hand with a chuckle.But after a few seconds, he restrained his smile and looked at Harry seriously, "If it's like what you said, my aunt stayed in Azkaban before and then escaped during this prison break? "

"Well, it's been closed for... almost 14 years."

Hearing this, Draco's eyes flickered.Stretching out his fingers and rubbing the pulsating temples, he suddenly closed his eyes, as if he was enduring something sad.

But this time was not long, and it was only a few seconds after he opened it again, but Harry noticed that Draco's expression was different from before.

"Harry, there's something I haven't told you because I don't think it's necessary."

As soon as these words came out, Harry knew that Draco was thinking of something based on his words, and his spirit immediately tensed up.

Sure enough, Draco looked into his eyes without blinking, and said word by word, "Actually, my aunt is already crazy!"

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