The time trajectory of HP

?Chapter 61

Harry poked the beetle's belly, and the beetle's six legs tried to catch Harry's finger, but they couldn't catch it. At this moment, the beetle, whose belly was facing the ceiling and was flailing wildly with eight legs, suddenly fluttered its wings and avoided Haha. Leigh's index finger was crushed, he flew up, turned back into the big Ivor in an instant, fell on the three boys, and the sofa fell down.

Harry, who sat in the middle, was the worst. He was sat on by a big boy with a shapely figure and a height of 1.7 meters. It was murder. "I'm flying so high, I'm scared to death." Ivor got up and pulled Draco up.

"I won't apologize, you really treated me like a bug." He glared angrily at Harry, who was clutching his belly and howling.Ron, who got up first, touched his painful head and helped Harry up.

"You deserve it, Harry, did you have a good time?" Draco sneered at Harry who was 'severely injured' and nestled in his arms.Harry looked in terrible pain, and Ivor was a little sad, as if he had actually bruised him.

"I just touched my stomach, oh, my stomach must be broken, oh, it hurts." Harry supported his stomach and leaned against Draco, his expression looked extremely painful, Draco wrinkled Mei felt distressed and rubbed his stomach lightly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. I saw the ground as soon as I flew up. It was too high. I was dizzy, and I couldn't control it for a while, and then I changed back to the original." Ivor panicked and quickly squatted down, carefully touching Harry. belly.

"It's okay, dear son, I'm too much, don't worry, I'm fine." He said it's okay, but the pained expression didn't slow down at all.

"Harry, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital wing and let Mrs. Pang Rui see?" Ron worried.

"No, Ron, I think I'll be fine with a night's rest."

"You look in pain, Allen is so heavy, what if you break your ribs?" Draco touched Harry's chest, Harry had a painful expression all the time, and he didn't know if his bones were okay.

"I think it's okay, the bones shouldn't be broken. I tried to stand up." Harry stood up slowly with Draco's support, but just as his legs straightened, he fell down again.Ivor couldn't help roaring in his heart, no way, I crushed Dad?He's not that vulnerable, is he?But it's not light in weight.

"Harry, I'd better take you to the Healing Wing," Draco said.

"Yeah, maybe I really broke your bones." Ivor said anxiously.

"It's so late and don't bother Mrs. Pang Rui, my bones should not be broken."

"How are you going back to the dormitory, Harry?" Ron asked.

"Why do you want to go back to the dormitory, change the bed, and just rest here." Ivor said.

"I'm here with you." Draco turned the sofa into a bed and helped Harry onto the bed.

"You're so sweet dear." Harry hugged Draco's waist, looking less painful.

"Then we will meet in the dormitory first, Harry, take a good rest." Ron said.

"I'm sorry, Papa Harry, you have a good rest, I'll bring you the Bone Healing Potion tomorrow," Ivor said.Severus has them, he'll have to ask for some tomorrow.If Severus knew that he had crushed Harry, he would probably have laughed and would have given him a bottle without hesitation.

"Ah..." Hermione, who had been silent all this time, suddenly screamed, scaring them out of their wands. "It's Bellatrix." Hermione pointed in horror at a dark corner not far behind them.

"Where is she? Where is she?" Harry, who was almost bedridden, raised his wand and immediately jumped up, facing the corner, blocking in front of several people, and nervously protecting them behind him.

"Where is it? Hermione, I didn't see it." Ron looked around in fear, but saw nothing.

In contrast, Ivor and Draco were much calmer. They were not in a hurry to find the Death Eaters, but stared at Harry who was alive and kicking with sullen expressions.

Meeting their sharp gazes, the wand in Harry's hand was so frightened that it dropped and he squatted down to pick it up.He swallowed hard.

"You seem to be fine, then I don't have to take care of you." Draco gave him a blank look.

"I don't think you need Bone Heal anymore, good night, Harry's father." Ivor stood beside Draco with the same expression.

Ron stood beside Ivor and made the same expression.

"Wait, I really hurt, I didn't lie to you, although it's not that painful, but I really hurt." Harry collapsed on the bed with his chest pressed, and it really looked like that.

"Is it fun? Harry? Hehe." Hermione looked at Harry with a smile.

"Why did you expose me?"

"I can't bear to see Ivor and Malfoy look so sad. Who made me a kind witch? You shouldn't make such jokes."

Harry pursed his lips, looking annoyed, regretting that he had played too much, but it really hurt, but no one believed him this time.

"Do I really have to attack Dumbledore? Even if it's fake, I'm still afraid that my aunt will definitely stare at me, and she will see through the thing?" Draco worried.

"Ivor, do you know when Dumbledore died? How?" Hermione asked.

"I really don't know the details. I haven't tried to find out. I was basically asleep in History of Magic class, and I didn't test this in the exam. But I can be sure that Draco didn't do it. Besides, he died before the battle. ’ Ivor replied.

"But someone has to kill Dumbledore, who?" Harry asked.

"Death Eaters, only they can do it." Ivor said uncertainly.

"In other words, Dumbledore might be killed by the Death Eaters who broke in at Christmas?" Ron exclaimed.

"Impossible, Dumbledore will not be easily killed by a few Death Eaters." Harry quickly retorted.

"So what happens on Christmas Day? It's not as simple as acting, is it?" Draco said.

Several teenagers looked at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to speculate about the unpredictable future.Dumbledore's attitude was very relaxed, and he didn't seem to care that he would be threatened with his life in front of the Death Eaters. As wise as he was, maybe Dumbledore was quite sure?

Tonight is doomed to sleepless.

Today may be the quietest day of the whole year. Even though it is Christmas, the students cannot go home and can only stay in school. The Daily Prophet reports the missing wizards every day, most of them are relatives of certain students.No one played Quidditch, let alone played around or did homework to pass the time, and they sat around talking in small groups with nothing to do.Many people peeked at Harry from the corner of their eyes.

After tonight they will have to separate.So Harry was reluctant to part with Draco throughout Christmas Eve. They stayed in the mystery room for a whole night and did not separate until noon. Allen looked calm and his smile was still charming.At noon, he couldn't cut the grilled lamb chops, and his expression was cloudy. Today's grilled lamb chops seemed to be tougher. Harry put a piece of lamb chops on his plate, and carefully controlled his appetite. Magic power, using a small magic front Wuying, cut the lamb chops into pieces, and exchanged it with Alan's plate of lamb chops that couldn't be cut.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Professor Snape will hate you if he sees you using the Dark Arts he created like this, Harry. Pass me the pepper," Hermione whispered.Taking the pepper from Harry.

"Black magic can hurt people. If you just help me cut lamb chops, it's not black magic. He should be grateful that the magic he created has a right path." Harry smiled slightly.Holding a knife and fork in his hand, he carefully cut Alan's lamb chops. It broke with a single knife, and put a piece in his mouth with the fork. It tasted good, and it might be better to add some cumin.

From time to time, Harry glanced at Draco on the long Slytherin table opposite him from the corner of his eye. He frowned and chopped the steak on the plate very impolitely, as if he couldn't cut it.Harry unconsciously touched his pocket, which contained his own invisibility cloak, including the infinite pocket given by Draco, which contained a lot of medicines prepared by Draco and Allen himself.

After lunch, the DAs would have a training session, but Harry stopped Alan, who was about to leave, to skip this afternoon's training session.They came to the Quidditch practice ground and sat in the Gryffindor stand.Usually, the noisy training ground, which is always arguing for the venue, is now deserted. It was still too cold in Britain at the end of December, and there was still unmelted snow in the stands.Harry cast a warming spell on himself and Alan to remove the snow.

"I'm really not in the mood to practice anymore. When I think about leaving tonight and maybe not seeing him for a long time, my heart is always heavy and very uncomfortable," Harry said.

"I can't tell you the word reassuring, and I'm not sure how good a school would be under Death Eater control, but I think it's at least safer than you hiding around."

"You're right. The school should be safer. Besides, we've been doing well all the time. It's very lucky, isn't it? Maybe this good luck will continue."

"Of course, you've been lucky."

"Tell me, what happened after Draco was gone. For example, during the summer vacation, you said I always worked overtime or something."

"Grandma Narcissa told me that you originally wanted to bring me back to the Potter family and add me to the family tree, but Grandpa Lucius did not allow it. After all, I am the only heir of Malfoy. Lucius sternly Repaired you, since Draco died, curses, magic attacks, never stopped, he said, you took Draco, and you want to take me, how much do you hate Malfoy. Maybe From then on, you gave up the idea of ​​having my surname Potter, and Lucius allowed you to come and take me away for two days every two weeks."

"It's too little to see you for two days after being separated for half a month."

"You can't compete with Lucius. Narcissa gave you a suggestion. If Malfoy can appear in the magic world openly and without being threatened by security, maybe Lucius can change his mind. Life was on the line. You and your friends worked hard."

"And we succeeded?"

"Lucius' body has been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse and other tormenting spells for many times, and his health has long been affected. Especially when his beloved son was killed, he suffered a double blow to his body and mind. He couldn't last until you eradicated the alien party. Narcissa too, she felt that she couldn't hold on any longer, and after handing Malfoy over to you, she went too."

"I couldn't be happier if that's how I got your custody."