[Twilight, HP] Wizards and Vampires

"Oh, delusion? He really thinks me so good! Hell, they have guns! God, Edward Cullen can't care less about pretending to be an ordinary person in front of me. I think I know the man who was there on the day it rained heavily. Who the hell is the good 'wildling of the forest'..." Harry didn't care what his friends were, but a Gryffindor couldn't wait here.

He ran in the direction of the logging camp, and just as he reached the edge of the clearing, he saw the lights in the old wooden house suddenly go out.

Then the bald man's frightened voice sounded: "Damn it, what is this? Oh my god..."

"No..." The little girl screamed.

"Come out, come out! I shot!" Edwin.Rhodes roared.

A gunshot followed.

"Edward!" Harry regretted not giving him an armor protection in advance.

It was pitch black, Harry couldn't see anything, and he was distraught.With Edward's speed, he shouldn't be hit.Well, at least the darkness can hide his identity, and no one can see his face clearly.

Before reaching the door, the door of the wooden house suddenly opened.

The little girl, Bree, seemed to be pushed by something and then ran out of the dark wooden house at high speed.She stared at the dark jungle around her in horror, biting her lip.

"Here, Bree!" Harry yelled at the little girl who was in a panic. "Hey, it's me, come here!"

When the little black-haired girl saw Harry, her hazel eyes filled with tears. She stumbled towards Harry and slammed into the green-eyed boy's arms: "Oh, you came to save me..."

In the next second, a figure let out a miserable scream, broke out of the window, fell to the ground and turned over a few times before not moving.With the faint moonlight, Harry could clearly see that it was the bald man.

God, did Edward kill him?

Then came several consecutive gunshots.

"Okay, it's all right, good girl, run towards the forest, don't stop!" At least to get Bree out of danger first, Harry pushed away the black-haired girl who was going straight into his arms, and ran towards the wooden house by himself.

"Don't go!" Bree bit his lip and grabbed Harry's clothes, "There are ghosts there!"

Harry gently broke free from the girl's hand holding the hem of his clothes: "It's okay, I'll go and have a look."

The girl's hand stopped in the air, she looked back at Harry, hesitated for a moment and ran towards the forest.

Just as the black-haired girl was about to run into the woods, two beams of bright yellow light suddenly lit up on the edge of the clearing, just in front of Bree.

"Oh, damn it!" Harry quickly turned and ran towards Bree. He knew that it might be the fourth wanted man-George had returned.George must have not turned on the lights for safety reasons, and the sound of the off-road vehicle whose make could not be discerned in the dark was very soft, so Harry, who had been worried about Edward, didn't notice at first.

George might have heard the gunshots, but he didn't know there was another Edward, and the only reason he was turning on his headlights now was because he saw himself and Bree in the clearing, and he was going to shoot!

"Get down, Bree!" Harry yelled, running over, adding an armor to protect the girl.At that moment, the magic armor shattered, and the bullet bounced off of Bree's body and grazed Harry's cheek, causing a burning pain.

Harry knew he had been grazed by a bullet, but he couldn't care less.The next body of armor fell on him, and Harry was already on the side of the fallen girl.

Immediately afterwards, he silently said "Disarm You", but there was no response there.The bright headlights and the dark background made it difficult for him to see George's exact location. The spell must have missed.He didn't have time to put another armor on the girl, so he could only hold Bree in his arms and block bullets with his body while preparing the next armor.

The moment the gun rang, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Harry.

There was a muffled sound, which seemed to be the impact of a bullet hitting something.

"No, Edward!" Harry's mind went blank, the bullet must have hit Edward.

The next moment, the black shadow rushed towards the direction of the car.Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out and fell beside Harry, and fell to the ground without moving.It was a tall, thin man who Harry knew was the last wanted man—George.

The surroundings fell silent, the headlights went out, and everything returned to darkness.

Harry let go of the black-haired girl who was tightly clutching his skirt, and turned to Edward who was standing still.Karen walked over: "Are you injured? That bullet..."

Edward.Karen stood quietly beside the car, his neck was completely hidden in the shadow of the trees, making the "bruises" under his eyes more obvious.Harry couldn't make out his expression, but his eyes flickered and seemed to turn completely dark black.

"You've been shot! You don't have to stand there." Under the illumination of the moonlight, Harry saw the clearly visible small hole in the clothes on the other's shoulders, and the surrounding clothes were charred black, which were the marks left by the bullets. , but there was no blood, and there seemed to be no major damage.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't come here, Harry!" As Harry approached, he took a sharp step back, and his whole body retreated into the darkness.His face was extremely strange, and there was a strange hunger in his gaze on the green-eyed boy.

His eyes were fixed on Harry's cheeks scratched by bullets, and he turned his head suddenly: "Damn it!" He disappeared into the dense forest the next moment.

The green-eyed boy stared blankly at Edward.Where Karen disappeared, he reached out and stroked the wound on his face. There was a tingling pain, and his fingers were stained with red blood.In an instant, he seemed to see the sadness flashing in those dark eyes.He was actually able to control himself, but he left anyway...

After a long time, Harry forced himself to come back to his senses, and murmured, "Damn, this kind of trait is not very good, Edward... Oh, does it mean that he wants to find a place to eat? Or he wants to leave me alone Aftermath! How did he know I could handle this..."

He wiped the blood off his face with his hand and looked back at Bree.

"Hey, just now...is that...Superman? It was too dark just now, I didn't see his face clearly...I said, are you Superman's assistant?" The little girl looked at the direction where Edward disappeared in astonishment. The fear in the brown eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only incomparable curiosity.

Edward really has a relationship with "Superman", and Harry can imagine the very "romantic" whimsy in the mind of a girl of this age.

"No, he's not a superhero. On the contrary, he's actually a vampire." The green-eyed boy winked at Bree and said jokingly, "By the way, my name is Harry, Harry Swann." .”

His expression succeeded in making Bree heave a sigh of relief, but the little girl obviously didn't believe his words: "Oh, that's so cool! My name is Bree Tanner and I'm from Seattle. Harry, thank you for saving me."

"It's an honor to serve such a beautiful lady." Harry held out his hand to the brunette.

The girl took his hand and stood up: "I won't say what happened today. Really... I know the rules of those heroes."

The green-eyed boy laughed: "Yes, I believe you won't say it, Bree... because you won't remember." Harry looked at her gently, with a little guilt in his green eyes.

Then the black-haired girl loosened her body and fell to the ground, Harry.Swan caught her sliding body and lowered her gently to the ground.

"I'm sorry, girl, you will forget all the bad memories of tonight, have a good dream..." the boy with green eyes said softly.

A "swoon" plus a "forgotten", Harry deleted Bree.Tanner has all the memories from the night he met him on the street to the present.

Then he began to check the other wanted criminals. They were not dead, the most serious thing was just broken three ribs. It seemed that Edward acted with discretion.He also gave them a "Forget Nothing".

Afterwards, he circled around the wooden house twice, and performed a few "clean up" and "restore as before", eliminating the traces left by the huge impact force on the walls and the footprints on the ground.

Harry is quite handy in doing this kind of thing. When he was an Auror, he often handled cases in the Muggle world with his colleagues, and he always did this kind of aftermath work. He knew how to hide from the detection of high-tech instruments Very insightful.

"There won't be any trace left, and then go out and make an anonymous call to the police. But Charlie will have a headache later, and he won't know who did it, because neither the prisoner nor the hostage remembers anything, he When writing the report, I probably have to make up a lie to deal with the General Bureau above. Well, at least Charlie won’t be so busy in the future, if he doesn’t work overtime on Saturdays in the future, how can I sneak out..."