[HP] Illusion

Harry also understood, but what he didn't understand was why they made such a decision. Could it be that they had already discovered their whereabouts?

When he thought this way, the person who came had already begun to direct another person to prepare, "It was the order just given by the person above, and it seems that it has to be tossed again."

The man who delivered the lunch was obviously reluctant, "Did you see what state they are in?" He pointed to the pale-faced person sitting slumped on the ground, "Do you think they can go?"

"Stop talking nonsense." The visitor said viciously, "It's not your turn to talk here."

A series of swear words echoed throughout the room in an instant, and the man just punched and kicked the people in the room cursing, and even kicked their lunch away, completely ignoring their sick appearance.

After a while, the man saw that he was about to vent, and his voice softened a little: "That's enough, they didn't let you transfer alone, they also asked three other people to help, you can vent here, don't let They hear."

"What about the other three?"

"It's coming soon."

The lunch guy stopped talking nonsense: "What about the execution time?"

The man raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Ten minutes later."

"So fast?" The mood seemed to have calmed down a lot, and the lunch guy was finally not so manic. "Are we exposed?"

"I just follow orders and do things, and I don't know anything else." The expression of "don't ask any more" on this man's face made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

Yes, very, very upsetting someone in the room.

10 minutes.

Harry calculated whether he would have enough time to find someone and get them all together before they moved, or if he could take them all down alone.

There were three others, and theoretically he should be able to subdue those two first - but he's out of Polyjuice Potion in his space pocket - and then wait for the other three to come before putting the other three But the biggest problem is that he doesn't know who the people are, their combat effectiveness, and how fast they will come.

If he underestimated the fighting power of these two people, and the other three came during the entanglement, then...he would fall into a very passive situation.

There didn't seem to be any perfect solution. He finally found this place. If they moved to other places, or fell into the clutches of the female devil, Black, these Muggle-born wizards might not have good fruit to eat.

Thinking of this, Harry quietly took out his wand, waiting for the right moment to hit him.

There is another biggest problem. The wizards who have been arrested in the room now seem to be in a bad state. The person guarding them has already said that it is not easy to transfer them.

—Wait, if he knocks out those two guys, what are the chances of disapparating them with him?

That would avoid the other three, and he'd only have to deal with those two... Sounds like a good idea, but Apparating with a bunch of people?Harry knew in his heart that the chances of success were not high.Dobby once managed to take them away with a group of them, but the number of people now is at least twice the number of people that Dobby brought back then.It should be better to be closer?

Can't delay any longer.

Time passed by, Harry no longer struggled, but shot decisively. At the moment he shot, the person who was not targeted by him seemed to sense something and shouted "Be careful", but Harry The movement was fast and accurate, and even with enough force, before that person could react, the light of the curse had already penetrated into his body in an instant. Harry didn't hesitate much, and pointed at another person. He said "Expelliarmus", but obviously the man was already prepared, and he even started to attack in the direction where the curse came, but fortunately, Harry had already moved to another angle.

One person had already fallen to the ground, but the other person began to resist tenaciously. This person's fighting ability was stronger than Harry's imagination. Although he couldn't see where Harry was, he was able to dodge it accurately. Harry's spell and accurately capture the source of the magic.

"Who's there? Come out!" the man yelled.

But because Harry's attack was too ferocious, the man only yelled and had no time to take care of other things, and he was quite embarrassed even to fight back.

This person is really not weak. When facing an invisible opponent, he knows that he is not an opponent at all, so what he has to do, delay the arrival of other people in time, then there will be four of them, and the chance of winning It was obviously much higher, and of course Harry knew this, so his attacking power became stronger and stronger. This man also knew what would happen if he couldn't survive, so he also tried his best and gritted his teeth. Fight against this mysterious man.

Even after that, Harry couldn't find the opponent's flaw.Even between you and me, Harry almost got hit by the opponent several times.After narrowly evading a move, Harry suddenly found that the man stretched out his right hand as if he wanted to press somewhere on his left arm, Harry seized the opportunity and shouted: "Shenfeng Wuying!" !" The next second, the right hand of the man was cut off by Harry, and the man's wand fell to the ground.

That is, in an instant, the situation changed. Harry seized the opportunity and quickly knocked down the opponent here, and then hurriedly ran to the side of a group of ignoring people sitting on the ground.

At this time, the invisibility cloak was a bit in the way, so Harry took it off directly, and then quickly checked the captured wizard.These wizards seem to have been forcibly disenchanted, they look weak, and only a few of them are really interesting. Harry doesn't know if this is permanent or temporary, but it also means that he It is impossible to find help among these people.

—In any case, he had to get them all out first.

Harry conjured a rope and started to tie everyone tightly, but when the rope was tied to the last person, the person suddenly stood up and took out the wand that he didn't know where he hid Attacked Harry.

Harry just checked the magic power of a few of them, and found that everyone had the same situation, so he didn't waste any more time checking. As a result, he fell into the trap of these people. When Harry was about to attack this person, he heard Someone yelled, "No! He's a Muggle, too." The man, apparently with the last of his strength, said, "He's under their Fascinating Charm."

Because of this man's voice and Harry's hesitation, a curse from the other party rushed towards Harry's face fiercely. Harry twisted around in embarrassment, only to be grazed by this force from his arm.

There was a sharp pain in Harry's arm, and the gurgling blood rushed out in an instant, and it was too late to stop the bleeding. Harry knocked the person down as if he couldn't feel it, but he didn't target the person's vitals.

"Sorry," said the person who spoke just now, "I didn't know it would hurt you."

——Don't be afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.

Harry gritted his teeth and directed the rope to tie up the last person, and then he said, "It's not your fault, how many people are still awake now... Forget it, pretend I didn't say it," the wound came out burst after burst Painful, he gritted his teeth and looked at the few people who were awake. "Listen, they're coming soon, and now I don't know how many minutes we have left, but I have to take all of you to apparate." After he finished speaking, he heard someone gasp, It seemed that he wanted to say something, but Harry said directly and assertively: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't succeed, you will succeed. I believe you all know this."

In the battle just now, Harry already had several wounds on his body, but none of them hurt his vitals. He didn't look at the expressions of these people anymore, because he wanted to know what the sober people were thinking.

"Ready?" Harry said as if to the air.

Harry stood among them, holding the arms of two of them, and began to concentrate on thinking about the three points of the Apparition Charm.

And at this moment, there were panicked footsteps coming from outside the door, and in the next second, several people broke into the door, and one of them, Harry was very familiar with, was the werewolf Fenrir Greyback, who had already been in Hoag last time. Maud brought the werewolf down.Harry was chanting a curse, holding two people in his hands, there was no way to resist.

"Look at this, I said I smell blood," the werewolf licked his mouth, and then he flew towards Harry. At this moment, Harry's mantra was at a critical juncture, and he couldn't give up all his efforts, but at this moment, A beam of light passed the werewolf and rushed straight towards the returning chest.

The next moment, Harry felt that his Apparatus spell was successful, and the whole space began to distort, but at the same moment, the spell hit his chest hard.

……

When he landed on the ground, Harry found that he was pinned down by several people and could not move. There was a sharp pain in his chest, and Harry felt that all the strength in his body was draining.

Did you make it?

Harry slowed down for a while, and finally crawled out from under the crowd. Several of them were helping the unconscious people up. Harry checked the number of people and found that he seemed to have succeeded before he put down. Let's take a closer look at his foothold.

This place is obviously not too far from the place just now. If the other party finds it, it might not last long, so it has to be moved quickly.

Harry felt that his chest was also wet, and blood began to ooze there. He made up his mind not to look at his blood, but reluctantly cast a healing spell on his chest, and took out a bottle of potion from his pocket. Down.

He didn't know how much was wasted. At this time, he found that his ears could hardly hear any sound. The buzzing sound made him quite irritated, as if someone was asking him how are you, but he didn't even have the energy to answer. No.

Sensing the Healing Charm and his potion working, Harry grabbed the hands of two of them again, trying to Disapparate again.

His head was dizzy, and at this moment, there was only one place in Harry's head.

The space was distorted again, Harry's consciousness became more and more blurred, and only his faith kept him going.

"Who's there?" A loud roar suddenly exploded in Harry's ears.

Harry squinted and saw Aberforth running over in a panic through the gap between the people stacked on top of him, "Merlin, what's going on?"

Harry felt himself being pulled up, but just as the other was pulling him, the pendant around his neck suddenly slipped out, and some fine sand was falling into his hand, Harry reflexively Grabbing the blood-stained pendant, I suddenly realized that something was wrong——

That person hit his pendant just now, and there were already faint cracks on it, and the sand was constantly leaking out. He grabbed the key and found that the key had escaped unharmed, but because of his last time The key had already been broken once, and the cracks on it seemed more obvious.

Because the sand was exposed, the sand in the hourglass had become less and less, and Harry realized what was going to happen——

"Merlin, what's going on here, who are you?" Aberforth grabbed the young man's arms, just supporting the young man's crumbling body.

Harry didn't have the energy to explain to Aberforth, he quickly grabbed his hourglass to stop the sand from leaking, and only had time to say a name to Aberforth: "Albus!"

Then, Harry shook off Aberforth's arm, and Apparated as fast as he could.

Aberforth only had time to ask "what", and watched the blood-stained young man disappear in front of him, leaving only the warm red blood with the smell of iron on his hands.

Today was the beginning of the Easter holidays, and most of the Slytherins who applied to leave school began to rush towards the train station.

This morning, from the moment Snape woke up, he felt a wave of uneasiness, which left him completely in a state of depression.Even when his roommate came to question him, little Snape ignored him, because he was worried that if he opened his mouth, he would beat him up.

And this feeling lasted until he got on the train and never subsided.He was worried that something might happen, but nothing happened until he got off the train.

But the feeling of uneasiness is still getting stronger.

As soon as the car stopped, little Snape walked outside the carriage to Apparate, and almost instantly, the boy returned to Cokeworth, and the moment he landed, he smelled the smell of blood.

There was a shocking pool of blood on the ground, and little Snape's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, the boy couldn't calm down at all, and even his hands and feet began to lose control.

Little Snape stumbled towards the door of his home, and then found that the door of his home was not closed at all. He pushed the door, but found that the door was not easy to open, and there seemed to be another person behind the door.

Thinking of the bloodstains on the grass, the boy didn't dare to continue to use force at all. He tried to stabilize his mind, and then pushed the door open a gap that he could enter with the smallest force.

"Harry!"

As soon as little Snape entered the door, he found the people lying on the ground, blood was gurgling on the ground, and little Snape was sweating nervously, he forced himself to calm down, shaking the people on the ground with trembling hands. turned around.

The clothes on Harry's body were completely covered in blood, but one of his hands was only pressing on something on his chest, and Snape wanted to let his hand relax, but it was impossible to do so. Just in vain.

Little Snape no longer wondered what he was holding, but began to cast a healing spell on Harry. He tore open the youth's clothes, and then found a bloody wound, which was worse than he had imagined. To go deeper, little Snape didn't dare to waste any more time, but recited the healing spell over and over again.

"Keep going, Harry Potter, don't sleep," little Snape encouraged while reciting the spell, but Harry's consciousness still hadn't recovered significantly.

I don't know how many times he recited the healing spell. Little Snape finally saw the young man's wound start to heal slowly, and the young man's body also began to respond. His eyebrows and eyes moved, his face was quite pale, and his eyes were moving Seeing this, little Snape walked away and whispered something in Harry's ear, encouraging him to wake up. "Don't sleep, get up, Harry..."

Harry's eyes were slightly separated, and Snape was continuing to chant the healing spell. Soon, Harry finally managed to open his eyes.

"Why are you back..." Harry opened his mouth, thinking he had spoken, but Snape just saw his mouth open slightly.

"I'm back," said little Snape. "Don't sleep, Harry Potter."

"Who's there?" A loud roar suddenly exploded in Harry's ears.

Harry squinted and saw Aberforth running over in a panic through the gap between the people stacked on top of him, "Merlin, what's going on?"

Harry felt himself being pulled up, but just as the other was pulling him, the pendant around his neck suddenly slipped out, and some fine sand was falling into his hand, Harry reflexively Grabbing the blood-stained pendant, I suddenly realized that something was wrong——

That person hit his pendant just now, and there were already faint cracks on it, and the sand was constantly leaking out. He grabbed the key and found that the key had escaped unharmed, but because of his last time The key had already been broken once, and the cracks on it seemed more obvious.

Because the sand was exposed, the sand in the hourglass had become less and less, and Harry realized what was going to happen——

"Merlin, what's going on here, who are you?" Aberforth grabbed the young man's arms, just supporting the young man's crumbling body.

Harry didn't have the energy to explain to Aberforth, he quickly grabbed his hourglass to stop the sand from leaking, and only had time to say a name to Aberforth: "Albus!"

Then, Harry shook off Aberforth's arm, and Apparated as fast as he could.

Aberforth only had time to ask "what", and watched the blood-stained young man disappear in front of him, leaving only the warm red blood with the smell of iron on his hands.

Today was the beginning of the Easter holidays, and most of the Slytherins who applied to leave school began to rush towards the train station.

This morning, from the moment Snape woke up, he felt a wave of uneasiness, which left him completely in a state of depression.Even when his roommate came to question him, little Snape ignored him, because he was worried that if he opened his mouth, he would beat him up.

And this feeling lasted until he got on the train and never subsided.He was worried that something might happen, but nothing happened until he got off the train.

But the feeling of uneasiness is still getting stronger.

As soon as the car stopped, little Snape walked outside the carriage to Apparate, and almost instantly, the boy returned to Cokeworth, and the moment he landed, he smelled the smell of blood.

There was a shocking pool of blood on the ground, and little Snape's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, the boy couldn't calm down at all, and even his hands and feet began to lose control.

Little Snape stumbled towards the door of his home, and then found that the door of his home was not closed at all. He pushed the door, but found that the door was not easy to open, and there seemed to be another person behind the door.

Thinking of the bloodstains on the grass, the boy didn't dare to continue to use force at all. He tried to stabilize his mind, and then pushed the door open a gap that he could enter with the smallest force.

"Harry!"

As soon as little Snape entered the door, he found the people lying on the ground, blood was gurgling on the ground, and little Snape was sweating nervously, he forced himself to calm down, shaking the people on the ground with trembling hands. turned around.

The clothes on Harry's body were completely covered in blood, but one of his hands was only pressing on something on his chest, and Snape wanted to let his hand relax, but it was impossible to do so. Just in vain.

Little Snape no longer wondered what he was holding, but began to cast a healing spell on Harry. He tore open the youth's clothes, and then found a bloody wound, which was worse than he had imagined. To go deeper, little Snape didn't dare to waste any more time, but recited the healing spell over and over again.

"Keep going, Harry Potter, don't sleep," little Snape encouraged while reciting the spell, but Harry's consciousness still hadn't recovered significantly.

I don't know how many times he recited the healing spell. Little Snape finally saw the young man's wound start to heal slowly, and the young man's body also began to respond. His eyebrows and eyes moved, his face was quite pale, and his eyes were moving Seeing this, little Snape walked away and whispered something in Harry's ear, encouraging him to wake up. "Don't sleep, get up, Harry..."

Harry's eyes were slightly separated, and Snape was continuing to chant the healing spell. Soon, Harry finally managed to open his eyes.

"Why are you back..." Harry opened his mouth, thinking he had spoken, but Snape just saw his mouth open slightly.

"I'm back," said little Snape. "Don't sleep, Harry Potter."

"I'm back," said little Snape. "Don't sleep, Harry Potter."

Harry couldn't hear his own voice, the sharp pain was affecting his brain nerves, and even blocked all his senses, he seemed to be able to hear little Snape telling him not to sleep, and he also felt his wounds were healing, But all of them were not worth the fact that there were countless sand crumbs on his hands.

Harry was exhausted, and he could feel that little Snape was reciting the healing spell to him over and over again.

It may have been as long as 10 minutes—in fact, he didn't know the exact time at all. Harry found his head held up, and someone pinched his chin and poured him a potion, but Harry couldn't even swallow it. The strength was gone, and almost all the potions slipped from its mouth.

Suddenly, someone blocked his mouth, but he only felt a soft and cold touch, and felt the potion slowly slide down from his mouth.

Repeated this several times, the potion flowed into his throat obviously much smoother, and Harry began to have the strength to swallow, but he still had no strength in his whole body, and his eyes couldn't see anything clearly.

The gagged mouth just now was finally let go. Harry opened his mouth and panted slightly, because each breath was still accompanied by bursts of severe pain, so Harry only took a few hard breaths, and then Obviously slowed down his pace.

Perhaps it was the effect of the potion, Harry regained his consciousness slightly, and he could already clearly hear little Snape talking to him.

"Harry, wake up, do you hear me?" Little Snape said over and over again.

He really wanted to give the other party a response, but he didn't have the strength, and there were more important things waiting for him.

When he had some strength, he grabbed the necklace with the strength he had just accumulated, but soon, he found that his body was suddenly empty, and then he was put on the bed.

Little Snape took off Harry's tattered clothes, but Harry was still holding on to the pendant that was still stained with blood on his hand. Just when little Snape wanted to stop him, But I heard the young man say weakly: "Sif..."

Snape's hand stopped for a second, and then he went on again, this time aiming at Harry's hand, because he wanted Harry to put the thing down.

Harry couldn't help taking a big breath, the severe pain swept through his body again, but the potion started to take effect, Harry didn't feel the pain all over his body, but he always felt that his body was starting to float up.

"Listen to me..." Harry half-spoken, directly gave up these useless words, and said directly: "I...I'm leaving soon, you, you don't want to be with..."

"What?" Harry's voice was not loud, and Snape could barely hear a few words.For example, go.

"Death Eaters..." Harry managed to grab Snape's hand with one hand, "Don't..."

Little Snape moved closer to Harry, "Don't..."

Almost at this moment, little Snape watched the person in front of him slowly become transparent, he thought he was dazzled, but the feeling of being about to go made him subconsciously rush towards Harry.

However, what he pounced on was only a bed of air, and the sheets were stained red by the fresh blood.

Harry is gone?Little Snape was scratching at the sheets in disbelief, but there was no one on the bed.

Just disappeared out of thin air?Little Snape was sure he didn't feel the flow of magic power, but the man just disappeared.

The blood all over his body told little Snape that everything just now was not a dream, but...

"Harry!"

The room was empty, only he was left alone, and a broken and desperate roar.

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When Harry landed on the ground, his whole body was in pain, his body couldn't feel much, and only when the house-elf was almost all around him screaming, did Harry know that he had returned to Old Black. House.

The elf looked at the half-naked master who was still stained with blood and couldn't help screaming, his hoarse voice was especially out of control, but the elf still transferred his master to the bed in an instant.

"Master, drink it!" The house elf immediately found the potion and poured it down for Harry, then checked Harry's body that had healed but not completely recovered, and healed his master again.

Unlike little Snape's eagerness, the house elves were obviously more familiar with these things, and because little Snape's treatment was timely, Harry was much better now than before.

"Merlin, master, why are you hurt?" The house elf's tears flowed down, pattering onto the bed sheet. "It's terrible, do you know that you almost died..."

Harry felt that he couldn't breathe, but fortunately Kreacher was very experienced, so he immediately gave Harry an emergency treatment, and soon Harry felt that his breathing was much easier.

After finally feeling a lot of strength in his body, Harry struggled to get up, but the next second, he fell back heavily.

Kreacher screamed, "Master, what else do you want to do?"

Harry lay down weakly, but couldn't say a word.He wanted to order Kreacher not to go find someone, but apparently he couldn't even do that.

"Lie down, I'll find someone." Kreacher pushed his master on the bed, and then quickly Apparated.

The elf thought that Harry was so injured that he couldn't do anything except lie down, but not long after he left, Harry struggled to get out of bed.

Harry kept holding on to the pendant on his hand. His glasses disappeared at some point, so he could only pull the necklace, which was also injured, to his eyes with all his strength.His hands were still full of sand crumbs, and all the sand had already poured into the cracked lower hourglass, so this time, more sand leaked out.

Harry reluctantly leaned against the bed. After a while, he took out several bottles of potions from his interspatial pocket. Regardless of the hourglass that was still leaking, he grabbed the potions bottles and poured them one by one. down.

He has to leave.Harry thought.Before Kreacher called Ron and Hermione.

The hourglass might break, and he might not be able to return to that world. Ron and Hermione came to prevent him from leaving. The sand in the hourglass might run out. If there was no sand symbolizing time, he might never There is no way to stay at that time for a long time.

——But even if he went there, what would change?

Harry had no way of knowing the exact answer, but he knew that if he didn't go, it would be too late.

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