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Ginny Weasley, another Weasley prefect.

At this time, Mrs. Weasley was praising her clever and beautiful little daughter, showing off her daughter's prefect badge to relatives and friends at the Christmas party.She was not stingy with her saliva and hugs, and imprinted countless kisses on Ginny's face, and finally stopped after Ron pursed his mouth and retched deliberately.

After a while, Mrs. Weasley let go of Ginny, who was blushing like a tomato, and began to prepare for the upcoming banquet.

The Burrow felt a little dangerous, and I wondered if it would collapse at any time.Hermione was very surprised about this, since the Weasleys were also a pure-blood family, and the accumulation of generations did not leave much property, except for the mottled marks on the house.Hermione couldn't help but rolled her eyes. For her daughter-in-law who was about to marry into the Weasley family, this was really a huge challenge passed down from her ancestors.

The Burrow in the setting sun seemed to be coated with a layer of golden orange on the outside. Although it was crooked, it gave Harry a warm and happy feeling of being reborn after a catastrophe, as if—this is really a home.

The gardens outside the Burrow feature trees coiled around the walls, overgrown grass and overgrown grass, a large pond, and swarms of goblins.Of course, in order to allow the guests to spend a better night, and to save the Weasley family's little face, these have been sorted out by Mrs. Weasley.

At the small family banquet, Longbottom, Lovegood, and Hagrid were invited.The only thing that made people a little unbearable was that Professor Trelawney was there, which made several young people gather together and mutter for a long time.

The party was full of laughter and excited screams from the young people. Plates flew over the table and landed in front of everyone. Fleur accompanied Bill and sprayed countless shining ribbons with magic. Usually more active.

All is well and good, except——

A lame self-made song sang from George's mouth, and he deliberately exaggerated his expressions and gestures, trying to have some fun.The twins have always claimed to be the number one humor master and have never let everyone down, but the person who has always been by his side and his funny partner is gone.

Even after half a year, those wounds still haven't healed.I'm afraid it won't heal for a lifetime.

There was a moment of embarrassment in the atmosphere, which was covered up by everyone's louder laughter.Only Mrs. Weasley, while everyone was chatting and laughing loudly, embraced the somewhat lonely George and kissed his forehead.

Harry saw all of this.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, laughed and opened the champagne bottle, and the spewed wine fell on everyone. Harry, like a naughty boy, did not let everyone around him go, causing screams and whistles.But no one noticed the stiff smile on Harry's face, and the overly cheerful expression.

The grief brought by the last battle has not yet completely passed, and Mrs. Weasley is still mourning Fred's death.Even if the final victory is ushered in, it cannot make up for the pain that has been lost.

Harry withdrew from the crowd and approached Ginny. She was arranging the presents everyone gave her, and books were the most given. Ginny was becoming more and more like Hermione.Ginny, who has become a grade leader, is getting busier and busier. She not only has to perform her responsibilities as a cadre, but also strives to achieve better grades.

Harry picked up the timetable on the table, glanced at it pretending to be casual, and then put it down.The courses on the timetable were scary, but Harry knew the secret.This excessive class means that Ginny needs more time than others.

"You..." Harry stood nervously behind Ginny, shaking his shoulders slightly, "You will be very tired after so many classes. How can you enroll so many?"

Harry couldn't see her expression. Ginny was packing her head down and stuffing all the presents into the bag. "Of course not under normal circumstances..." She suddenly turned her head to look at Harry, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at him. With a smile, "How could you not know, this is Hermione's suggestion to me. Time-Turner."

"...Oh!" Harry's heart skipped a beat, "Oh yes, how could I have forgotten, I didn't think of it just now. You are more and more like Hermione now, reading books non-stop."

Ginny put down her things and turned to Harry, "I just want to do better, I'm a prefect."

Harry smiled a little stiffly, "I understand, but don't make yourself too tired."

Ginny looked a little disappointed, "I know, don't worry about me."

Harry looked at Ginny with a guilty look on his face.Lying and trickery, he has never been able to use it freely, especially to the people around him.For the first time, he felt that Slytherins were not all good.

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"Where's Harry?" Ron sat down, leaned against the table behind him, licked his teeth lazily, and looked at Hermione beside him.

"Please clean the leaves between your teeth, that decoration just shows your sloppy features." Hermione sarcastically sarcastically.

Ron's rosy face, which was originally rosy from the full meal, turned even redder. He quickly turned his back to Hermione, took out a small mirror that Hermione had given him before, and looked in the mirror with his teeth bared.

"Oh! Look at the cabbage leaves on your front teeth!" The loud voice of the magic mirror yelled loudly, regardless of Ron's face.Before it could finish speaking, poor Ron held it in his arms, looked up and looked around, most of the invited guests had gone back, parents also went to bed, and Fleur and Bill, the two of them Tired of being together, it seems that there is no time to listen to this ridiculous mirror.

Hermione snickered from behind, seemingly extremely cheerful.Ron sat up straight and threw the mirror on the table. It was rare to be very educated to maintain the change of expression on his face, not to let the exaggerated expression show his front teeth - the leaves on the table.

"Maybe...we should go see Harry." There was a suspicious trill in Hermione's voice.

Ron looked as if he had swallowed a slug, nodded, and said dryly, "Okay."

Ron followed Hermione to the Burrow. Before entering the door, he turned his head and glanced at Bill and Fleur who were snuggling together. He closed the door with a mournful face and walked to Harry's room.

The two walked up the stairs and came to the door of Harry's room. Hermione knocked on the door but got no response.

She was a little puzzled, "Harry?" She frowned and looked at the doorknob, with an inexplicable feeling of bad premonition in her heart, she pulled out her wand: "Alahoo hole——"

Ron was behind her, and hurriedly pressed her hand, "What are you doing?" But he was still a step too late, the spell took effect, and the door creaked open.

"I'm just worried about Harry, he hasn't been very..." Hermione was also a little embarrassed, she was about to explain, but when the door was opened, she was like being cursed, and she couldn't make a sound anymore .

Harry's room was in a mess, with books, notes, and miscellaneous things scattered on the floor, as if it had just been visited by thieves.

Ron couldn't understand her recklessness, Hermione would never be like this, although they made many mistakes together, but—"Merlin, Harry was kidnapped?!"

The two of them walked into the empty room, and Hermione knelt down to examine the scattered books on the floor.

"If I'm not mistaken... Ron, Harry is in trouble." Hermione held a few books in her arms, looked away from the open notebook in front of her, and looked at Ron with a somewhat distracted gaze.

"Look here," Hermione controlled her emotions in the shortest possible time, and showed Ron the few books she found in the room, "These two books are forbidden books. It will be strange, the...soul of the You-Know-Who we have searched for before. And here—look." Hermione glanced up at Ron, and handed him the parchment.

Ron took it, his voice suddenly raised, "Three Hallows!?" He looked at the symbols on the parchment in disbelief.

"That's right," Hermione took a deep breath to adjust her emotions, "Just now "History of Magic" was put on hold, and this page records that 300 years ago, Bostant Swan was arrested for using a forbidden spell." Sentenced to be imprisoned in Azkaban, life imprisonment... on the charge of attempting to resurrect his son." Hermione couldn't hold back anymore, she grabbed Ron's arm, her face was pale, and her voice trembled as if she was crying .

Ron put his arms around Hermione, connecting all the clues with trembling in his heart, "No, Harry wouldn't be so stupid... He saw what happened to that Bostant, and he would never go the same way. Maybe there is not only one Way..." Ron cut his voice off abruptly, looking down at Hermione, "Buckbeak! We've done it before! Reversing fate and saving Buckbeak, he's still fine, and we—we're fine too !"

"No, he can't. Dumbledore said that no one can use time to reverse the fact that has already been done."

"But," Ron's eyes gradually brightened, "but we did it. Not only did we reverse the facts, but we saved Buckbeak and Sirius!"

"So what if it works? Maybe Dumbledore won't die, Sirius won't die, but maybe Voldemort won't die either—"

Hermione's words were like sharp swords, and Ron froze for a moment, the unformed thoughts in his mind were shattered by her, and the cold quickly spread to his limbs - if Voldemort would not die - he shivered.

Suddenly there was a shout, not very loud, but loud enough for Hermione and Ron to hear.

"It's Ginny!"

Ron turned and ran to the stairs, strode up the stairs two steps at a time, and rushed to Ginny's door. He hesitated for a moment, and then pushed open the door forcefully.

Ginny was lying on the bed, looking very calm, as if she had just been asleep.The room was not as messy as expected, and everything was normal, unless their ears just had a problem.

Ron rushed to Ginny and lowered his head to check what was wrong with his sister. Hermione stood at the door and quickly took out her wand. She knew that Harry had an invisibility cloak.

"What are you doing here, Harry?"

"Harry?" Ron took out his wand and was about to raise it when he was knocked down by the spell. He leaned forward and fell on the bed.

"Disarm!" Hermione cast a disarming spell at almost the same time, but missed Harry.She saw Harry's exposed arm, his wand raised.

Harry pulled off the Invisibility Cloak in a look that pained Hermione - his eyes were bloodshot, haggard, and sad.

Harry stood two meters away from Hermione, "Just this time, Hermione, please!"

"No," Hermione confronted him, holding up her wand, "you can't change, you can't change. They're all dead, there's no chance."

"No! Yes!" Harry replied with a firm tone, "I will succeed, and I will bring everyone back, Sirius, Professor Dumbledore, Fred, and—Snape!"

"Don't be stupid! You shouldn't be responsible for all of this, it's too heavy! You can't be blamed for their deaths. You killed Voldemort and took revenge. Let them rest in peace!"

Harry's hand holding the wand was trembling slightly, with a tense expression as if he was about to cast a spell: "No, I didn't kill Voldemort, it was Dumbledore." Harry's eyes welled up, "I I was never a savior, I was forced to walk a fate that belonged to the "Boy Who Lived"...but I had no chance to walk my own way! I never really faced it and worked hard! But this time..." Harry looked at Hermione, who blinked hard, "Hermione, just this once, I want you - I beg you - to let me be my savior once. I know his plan, I know his The trick will not be worse than it is now."

Hermione's words were all choked in her throat, her face flushed, "At least...tell me your plan, let us be with you..."

Harry's expression loosened for a moment, but then he looked at her vigilantly. He had been friends with them for many years, and he was always clear about Hermione's insistence, and he knew her bottom line even more.

Harry quickly cast a Legging Charm and a Disarming Charm.He subdued Hermione, but the look on his face was as if someone cast a death curse on him - despair.

Together, what a beautiful word.They had gone through many thoughts together, many trials together, but this time, no, no.

Hermione was knocked to the ground by two spells, her back fell heavily against the wall, and she sat on the ground in a panic.

Harry felt a little guilty about Hermione. He picked up the hourglass that belonged to Ginny on the table, "Hermione," he knelt down and took Hermione's hand, "please believe me, I will bring back Dumbledore, Bring back Snape, and Fred, and I'll erase Bill's scars, and I'll bring back all that was lost."

"What about you?" She stared at Harry closely, her eyes flushed, "what about you?" Feel free to tamper with the deepest secrets - the source of life, the essence of self - must be prepared to take the most extreme and dangerous Consequences.'Have you forgotten, this is the most important article in the "Basic Rules of Magic"! You, you intend to really... attempt to reverse time and resurrect souls! Those who attempt to use time will face extremely dangerous as a result of--!"

"I will win the final victory, and I will make up for all my regrets and guilt, at - any - price!"

Hermione's eyes widened in horror. She saw Harry getting ready. He raised his wand and aimed it at the hourglass, and a series of long and complicated spells repeated from his mouth whispered——

"My God!" Hermione stared at the elder wand in his hand, her face pale as death!

"The Elder Wand!" Her lips trembled as if meeting Harry for the first time, "You... are crazy!"

After the complicated spell, most of Harry's magic power was exhausted. His face was pale and exhausted, but his eyes were firm and bright: "For the maximum benefit."

"Don't... Harry!"

Harry raised his wand aloft and smashed the hourglass, scattering gold dust all over his body, completing the last step of the spell.Hermione's tears rolled down, Harry disappeared in blurred vision, leaving only an Invisibility Cloak and the Elder Wand on the ground.

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Harry felt dizzy, as if he had been hit by a spell, and all the blood rushed up, hitting his head with pain.

But even so, Harry was relieved, at least he knew his method had worked.Whether the result was good or bad, it was still a consolation when he couldn't open his eyes at this moment.

Rita Skeeter has reported that he is the son of Merlin.He got honor and fame, everything anyone could dream of, he got it, and from the moment he was born, he was written in the history books.

What else should he be greedy for, because he defeated Voldemort, he gained both fame and wealth, and he has both friendship and love.This was countless times better than the life in the Dursleys' house, which he never dared to dream of before!What is there to complain about?

He broke away from the Dursleys, had friends, and even accidentally discovered that he had a godfather.On the night that Sirius escaped, he got a promise that Sirius was willing to live with him and take him with him.At that moment, he felt that life was so good, he was crazy with joy, crazy with joy.

What is there to complain about, even if some things never come back, but he once had, nothing lasts forever.It's time to be content.

But he is not satisfied with Merlin!After he got it, why did he still take it away? Even though he got enough, what he lost...is like a hole in his heart that can never be filled.

He wondered more than once, if, if everything had changed, if they had changed their choice, if they hadn't died, if time could turn back...

He slowly clenched his fists beside him. This was an opportunity. He was willing to do his best and use all the costs to get everything he wanted!He's not greedy, he just wants his godfather back, Dumbledore, Snape, and everyone else he cares about to be alive...

I don't want the wealth, status, and prestige pursued by the Malfoy family, or even the entire Slytherin generation. I dedicate them all to you, Merlin.As long as you can give me back the little warmth and happiness I once had.

Harry closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body was in pain.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted him——

"Hey, don't stay in bed!" A boy interrupted his painful thoughts, and Harry was shaken vigorously by him, "Don't think that showing a painful expression is enough to sleep in!"

Harry opened his eyes in surprise, and a boy who looked like him was sitting next to him in pajamas.His hair was messy, and there was still gum in the corners of his eyes. The boy adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Get up, Harry!"

Harry looked at him in shock, "Who are you?!"

"Stop playing—"

At this time, a man suddenly opened the door. He looked at them and knocked hard on the door frame, "After dinner, children, don't let mother rush you."

Harry sat on the bed in a daze, staring ahead.Obviously, he has realized that his crappy time travel spell has been a complete tragedy.But he didn't know that his life also took a beautiful sharp turn, and then he bumped into the Populus euphratica tree by the side of the road.