[HP] The girl with black hair

Dumbledore has been Tom's most feared opponent since he was a student. Tom has many enemies besides Dumbledore, but the one he hates the most is Harry Potter. He made himself very embarrassed.

During the summer vacation without Dumbledore around Harry, it was Tom's best time to act. The newly bought wand was already ready to move in his palm.

Because of Snape's information, the plan to capture Harry was set on a Saturday night, when a large number of Death Eaters arrived above Privet Drive on broomsticks.

But Snape's information did not say that there would be seven Harry Potters!

The Death Eaters glanced at each other, and green lights shot at the members of the Order of the Phoenix who were protecting the Potters. Anyway, their mission was to catch Potter, and the others didn't matter.

But the Potters obviously didn't intend to go all the way, they split into seven directions, and the Death Eaters had to spread out to chase the identical Potters.

After the Death Eaters dispersed, two figures, one tall and one lower, wearing black cloaks were revealed at the end. They didn't use any flying tools, but stood lightly in the sky. The whole picture of the big man's robe is still very serious.

Artemia looked carefully at her feet, and suddenly felt that the broomstick was actually quite safe. She nervously asked the man beside her, "Is it really not going to fall?"

"Of course not," Tom's eyes twitched, "but if you try harder, I'll be dragged down by you."

Hearing this, Artemia loosened her hand slightly, but still did not let go of the hand holding the robe. She looked at the violent collision of spells of various colors in the air around her, and couldn't help feeling a little worried. This is really true. Won't it be seen by Muggles?A group of people will still glow in the air, which will cause panic.

Erasing the memory of the Muggles they saw wasn't something the Death Eaters and the Order should be concerned about, the Ministry of Magic would take care of these little things anyway.

The Death Eaters still have concerns about attacking when they are not sure which one is the real Harry Potter, which leads to them accidentally dropping their brooms.

When all the Death Eaters were wondering which one was the real Potter, a white owl showed them the way.

"It's him! That's the real Potter!"

The Death Eater who confirmed the target immediately cast a curse at the fake Potter in front of him without hesitation, and the situation reversed in an instant.

Tom's eyes also shone brightly in the darkness, and he excitedly pulled Artemia to fly in the direction of the real Potter.

He shuttled through the sky like a black smoke, and the Death Eaters retreated quickly when they saw him.

The howling wind blew Artemia's long hair and loose robe, her hair was messy on her shoulders, and some of it was blown on her face.

Tom didn't have this kind of trouble at first, but Artemia's hair was too long. They flew too fast, and Tom felt as if his eyes were covered.

Harry gripped the handlebar tightly, his scar suddenly ached like a fire, Harry turned his head, he saw two figures flying towards him like the wind, they were not riding a broom or a Thestral .

Harry didn't see them clearly until they flew into Harry. The pain in the scar seemed to make him hallucinate. What did he see?Complex emotions flashed across Voldemort's snake-like face, and there seemed to be hair growing on the top of his bald head?

Merlin's beard!This is too spooky!Harry's eyes widened.

Merlin's beard!I'll never believe Tom's nonsense again!Artemia angrily pulled at the hair that was blown into a chicken coop, she didn't feel a trace of Slytherin's noble and elegant flying shape, she only saw Harry's expression as if he had seen a ghost!

Oh, so there was Mia, Harry calmed down his shock.

Hagrid let out a terrified scream, and drove the motorcycle straight forward, while Harry pressed the severe pain scar tightly.

The green light grazed the body of the motorcycle and hit the air, and Tom's death spell missed.

Harry's peripheral vision turned to his side, the black smoke had reached his side, a red light from Harry's wand collided with the green light on Tom's wand.

Tom's determined smile was slowly faltering, and the new wand in his hand was cracking at a very fast rate.

Artemia, who was closest to him, also saw it, her mind went blank for a moment, she gritted her teeth, and then Apparated.

The speed of the motorcycle was getting faster and faster. With a huge flame coming out of the exhaust pipe behind the car, the motorcycle left the spot like a shooting star in the blink of an eye.

Away from the spell of various colors, the sky became dark again.

"I think we should have gotten rid of him." Hagrid's goggles were so full of moisture and fog that his vision was a little blurry.

No one answered Hagrid's words. He lowered his head and looked at the seat around him. There was only an empty seat where Harry should have been sitting.

Hagrid froze for a moment. The handbrake of the motorcycle was suddenly pressed at high speed. Hagrid rushed forward due to inertia. Fortunately, his weight was stable enough to prevent him from falling out of the car.

Hagrid took off the goggles in disbelief, he looked around in a daze, and then lowered himself to look inside the seat.

Harry?Why is it gone?

Hagrid returned to the place where he met Voldemort just now. He searched around for a long time but couldn't find Harry.

Damn Voldemort!He kidnapped Harry!

Hagrid was the last to return to the Burrow, and they lost a lot in this transfer mission. They lost not only Moody but also Harry, their most important golden boy.

Hagrid squatted in the corner guiltily, hoping that the shadow of the corner could cover him, but he was too big, even though he was crouching in the corner, Dumbledore who hurried over still saw him at a glance.

"Sorry, Albus," Hagrid touched the tears streaming down his beard with his big hand, "I didn't protect Harry well, and Harry was gone before I realized it."

Every member of the Order of the Phoenix has a heavy face. They have already imagined the worst outcome, and there is inevitably some complaint in their eyes.

Sirius held his injured arm and jumped angrily. If Lupine hadn't pulled him, he would have rushed out to find Voldemort by now.

That child like James was his only courage to live, and his only thought in this world. He couldn't imagine what would happen to Harry in Voldemort's hands.

Harry was aching from the pain of the scar. He pressed his forehead and saw Artemia lying on the ground not far away. Her body was curled up because of the pain. Beside her was the pale Voldemort. His already bloodless lips trembled as he chanted the few healing spells he knew.

Harry walked over carefully, and he saw that half of Artemia's body was soaked in blood, and a large piece of exposed skin had disappeared, as if it had been dug out by something.

Seeing Artemia's wound, Harry felt the pain on his forehead no longer hurt. He stood in a safe position and asked nervously, "What's wrong with her?"

Tom didn't answer, and even gave him a stingy look. The wand in his hand belonged to Artemia, and the wand that was split in two was lying alone at his feet.

He rarely regretted anything in his life, but the thing he regretted the most now was insisting on taking Artemia out.

He panicked when he saw the girl who was always smiling happily lying on the ground as if she hadn't made a sound.

That's not how it should be.

His healing spell was completely useless, and blood rushed out of her body like water.

He'd seen death too much, but only this time, and he didn't want to see the light fade from those dark eyes.

"Um...maybe...we need to take her to the hospital first?" Harry wanted to pat himself after saying that. What was he talking about?us?Unexpectedly, one day this us actually included him and his greatest enemy.

Harry's words got Tom's attention, but he wasn't going to send his daughter to St. Mungo's now, she wasn't fit to move, let alone apparate, but he had a potions master.

Artemia was lying on the ground in a daze, her delicate face was covered with sweat and tears that shed unconsciously because of the pain.

When Snape felt the call of the Dark Mark, he had just received the news from the phoenix. Before Snape could recover, the Dark Mark on his right arm was burning crazily.

It can be seen that both sides are very anxious.

Snape tore off a piece of paper casually, a rare nervousness appeared on his usually calm face, he scribbled a sentence and threw it to Fox, and he disapparated.

The place where Snape landed was a completely unfamiliar place, surrounded by towering trees and fallen leaves all over the ground. He was stunned for a moment, first glanced at Harry standing there, and saw that there was no scar on his body. Snape I was relieved and at the same time had some regrets.

When he saw the Dark Lord squatting on the ground with blood on his hands and Artemia lying on the ground covered with scars, Snape's always smart brain seemed to stop spinning, and he looked at the unscathed Ha Li, the corner of his mouth twitched, is this the other way around?

Despite thinking a lot in his heart, Snape still had an indifferent look on his face: "Lord, you summoned me?"

"Severus, come on, come and see her." The pale hands were covered with blood, some of which had even dried up due to the long time.

Snape walked over quickly, his overlapping hands moved, and he frowned: "Separate body." He took out his wand as he spoke.

Facts have proved that even though the Dark Lord's magic power is several times stronger than Snape's, Snape is still better in healing, but even so, he can only temporarily stop Artemia's continuous bleeding, Her wound was too big to be cured by a simple spell, so Snape made a special trip home to get the potion, and wrote a letter to Dumbledore by the way.

The moon quietly hid in the black sky, only the stars remained in the sky, and the cicadas on the branches were especially obvious in the empty woods.

Snape's potion dripped on Artemia's bloody wound, and white bubbles emerged from her wound. After the bubbles disappeared, her wound seemed to have healed for several days, pink New meat fills the red breasts.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt something was wrong.

Harry silently took a step back. He glanced at the unfamiliar environment around him, thinking in his heart how likely it was to escape successfully.

Tom held Artemia's larch wand and walked towards Harry step by step, but he was not in the mood to play some childish chasing games with Harry now. He waved his wand and Harry felt himself moving. no more.

Harry looked at him nervously, then at Artemia who was still lying on the ground, his mouth moved as he wanted to say something.

Snape was also staring nervously at the Dark Lord's back. If he did something to Lily's son, he wasn't sure he would be able to protect him under the Dark Lord's spell.

Tom brushed Harry's messy hair away with his wand, revealing the lightning-shaped scar, and he rolled his eyes to understand why he couldn't hurt him even with a different wand.

He once disdained Dumbledore's words that love is the most powerful magic.

Harry stared wide-eyed in horror at the snake face that was close at hand, but he couldn't move at all, no one could save him, Snape took pleasure in making up for it.

Snape gripped his wand vigorously, his eyes fixed on the Dark Lord's movements.

Tom's fingers touched the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead, and Harry immediately screamed out in pain, and then he felt something pull out of his body, and that thing seemed to feel the call His something, scrambling to get out of Harry's scar.

Panting, Harry saw a black cloud of smoke wrapping around Voldemort's finger, he muttered something and the black smoke disappeared.

Before Harry recovered from that feeling, he heard a crackling sound. He looked at the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared in surprise: "Professor Dumbledore!"

Tom raised his eyebrows, turned around and said, "You came quite quickly."

He finished and glanced at Snape.

Snape moved his fingers uncomfortably at the look in his eyes.

Dumbledore froze for a moment, he took a deep look at Harry, and put down his raised wand in front of everyone's eyes. With his blue robe of stars, he looked like a man in the night light at the moment. old man for a walk.

"My intuition told me something was going to happen tonight, and now it seems my intuition is pretty good."

Tom snorted coldly: "It's a pity you are late, Dumbledore."

"You're wrong, Tom," said Dumbledore softly, "some lateness is not really lateness."

Tom snorted coldly: "Your appearance still makes me feel sick."

Dumbledore nodded: "Indeed, many people don't like this feeling."

He glanced at the girl lying on the ground in a mess and said: "But before that, maybe you need to change the position of the poor little girl. Lying on the ground is really uncomfortable for a patient."

Tom squinted his eyes, and immediately looked alert.

Dumbledore just smiled, as if he really just made a kind opinion. He watched Tom carefully pick up the girl lying on the ground and thought for a while and said: "Hogwarts will always serve everyone The little wizard opens the gate."

Tom snorted softly through his nostrils, full of disdain: "Dumbledore, you are old."

Then Harry saw the familiar black smoke lingering in the sky, and soon disappeared. Harry looked at Dumbledore suspiciously.

Dumbledore waved his wand to lift the spell on Harry, and he glanced at the sky: "It's almost dawn, I can go back to sleep well, um...maybe I can eat a piece of candy before going to bed," he said Glancing at Harry, "Would you like a piece, Harry, I want to say that the new flavor of Honeydukes is not bad, you can try it after school starts."

Harry looked up at the dark sky and frowned: "It's still dark."

Is it dark or not the key?no!Harry said worriedly: "Voldemort just left."

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes. Lily's son only inherited those green eyes, and the rest were just like his father, stupid and arrogant.

Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at Harry through the half-moon glasses: "Harry, love is the most powerful magic in the world, Lily has such power, and likewise, others have it, even if he doesn't want to Admit it." He glanced at the sullen Snape.

Snape snorted coldly, Apparated, who didn't go out suddenly.

Harry nodded half-understanding.

Dumbledore sighed, and he patted Harry on the shoulder lightly: "You will understand, you still have a long time to understand, now, you should go back to the Burrow, if you don't go back, I think Sirius The Burrow is about to take the roof off."

Harry laughed, nodding in agreement.

Artemia lived in St. Mungo's.

It was the Dark Lord who sent her here, and their appearance in St. Mungo's covered in blood shocked the therapist. Although they had treated many injuries that were much, much worse than this, they were under the terrifying gaze of the Dark Lord. Trembling and over and over again, the spell was cast on the girl, as if the girl on the hospital bed was already terminally ill. Although she looked really scary, in fact, her injuries were almost healed, and she could recover as long as she took good care of her. .

But Draco didn't think so, he rushed over as soon as he heard about it, he didn't even notice that his shirt was buttoned wrong, Malfoy's demeanor had already been thrown into the corner by him.

Lucius and Narcissa came with Draco. When they saw Artemia covered in blood on the hospital bed and the therapist with a sad face, they had already thought of the worst possible outcome.

Lucius straightened his expression in an instant, making himself look more uncomfortable than Tom, the real father.

While Lucius was still carefully wording his words, Tom spoke first, and he looked at the tearful Draco with disgust before looking at Lucius.

Tom frowned: "What's wrong with you?" It seemed like the Malfoy family had gone bankrupt.

Lucius cleared his throat, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, lord, I miss my little master..."

"Mia! You're awake!"

Lucius' speech was interrupted by Draco's excited voice, he was stunned for a moment, and said dryly under the Dark Lord's sight: "The little master will recover soon."

Tom still used the disgusting face you said.

Artemia opened her eyes and was dazed by the white walls and curtains in front of her eyes. If it wasn't for Draco's familiar voice, she would have thought that she had left this beautiful world.

Artemia raised a pale smile and looked at the people around her.

It's good that she can still see the people she loves the most.

The author has something to say:

Tom: How can you be so stupid, you can even split a simple apparition, you are so stupid.

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Well, the text ends here, this is the most perfect ending I can think of. (Tom isn't better, just less aggressive, he's smarter!)

Now there are post-marriage episodes and Scorpius episodes tentatively scheduled for extra episodes. Do you have anything else you want to see? (The grandparents and grandchildren will appear in Scorpius, and ask for a girl's name by the way hahaha)

感谢在2020-06-2117:57:25~2020-06-2300:42:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of shyical;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!