[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

I use my own life as a guide to ferry you back to my side.

I can't see the stars when I look up, can I see you again when I look back?

The safety clasp was completely shattered the moment the Avada Kedavra hit him, Cedric only felt a sharp stab in the chest, and then he fell to the ground.

The moment he was unconscious, he fell into a misty illusion:

There was nothing around, no trophy, no Harry, nothing of what he had just seen - not even his wand.

His head was in a mess, and Cedric kept reaching forward and rubbing his hands, trying to find even a little bit that could guide the way.

He was trapped and stumbled for an unknown how long. The teenager tried to calm down and recall what happened just now—he and Harry raised the trophy together, and then they were teleported to a cemetery, and then They saw a figure holding something, and he was hit by a green light.

The last word he heard was an incantation - Avada Kedavra.

Moody had demonstrated to them in class, among the three unforgivable death curses.

So, is he dead now?

Thinking of this, Cedric hurriedly touched his neck, but there was nothing on it.

Desperation surged in the panic in the gray eyes almost instantly, he tremblingly touched his chest, wanting to feel the beating of the heart, at the same time he took a big mouthful of breath, trying to find the truth through the still heaving chest. It is possible that he is still alive, but a strong sadness like the indelible black in the night tonight spreads from the bottom of his heart to his limbs and bones.

His heart was still beating, and his chest was still heaving—but he didn't know what to do now, and he said the Flying Charm over and over again, and the wand didn't appear in his hand.

Cedric wanted to cry a little. The pain in his body was far less intense than the sadness in his heart. He almost collapsed and walked for a while in the mist. He felt like there were countless dementors lingering around him.

"Rosa... Rosa..." He opened his mouth tremblingly, and the syllables overflowed from his lips and teeth. He felt that the fog in front of him was getting heavier, and he raised his hand to wipe his eyes. It turned out that tears covered him line of sight.

"She's still waiting for me, I can't just die like this - I want to go back, I must go back..." Cedric closed his eyes and said to himself: "Don't give up, you can, Cedric Digory, you promised that she would come back to her safely..."

Opening his eyes again, Cedric seemed to have more determination on his face. He continued to walk, and suddenly a red petal floated in front of his eyes.

His pupils trembled, and the young man immediately followed the direction of the petals—saw another petal, he didn't even care about the wound on his leg, and trotted along with them.

He saw a door, hesitantly pushed it open, and he came to a busy city - it was Diagon Alley, because he saw the Quidditch boutique.

Just full of doubts, he saw a touch of red:

Rosalind Shen.

This is the scene where they first meet.

The girl was sitting in a daze on the seat. When she looked up, she smiled sweetly in his direction as if she saw him.

Cedric walked towards her without thinking, but the scene suddenly scattered like fragments, forming a new set of pictures in the distance - she was standing in the garden, behind her was a scene from the beginning. Delightful roses...

Cedric watched the picture continue to be broken and reassembled, and the memories related to Rosalind from childhood to adulthood were presented in front of his eyes as if they were deliberately extracted.

Another picture dissipated, but her figure did not disappear with the picture: "Go back, come back to me," her dark brown eyes wrinkled a pool of spring water, "I'm waiting for you."

Breathing suddenly stagnated, Cedric opened his eyes, he was first stimulated by the golden light in the sky and then squinted his eyes, then tried to move his fingers - he touched his wand.

Harry and Voldemort were in the sky, connected by a shimmering golden thread - a group of people dressed like hooded men from the Quidditch World Cup stood on the grass below them, and a Huge python-like things crawled around their feet.

No one noticed him waking up.

Bending to hide behind a tombstone, Cedric saw the trophy about five feet away from him. At this moment, the golden thread connecting Harry and Voldemort suddenly split, but the two wands were still tightly connected. Above Harry and Voldemort Thousands of arcs of light appeared.Arcs of light interweaved around them until at last a domed golden mesh, a cage of light.The Death Eaters huddled around the cage like wild dogs, their barking lingering above the cemetery.

"Don't move!" Voldemort yelled to the Death Eaters, and Harry saw his red eyes widen in astonishment. He could see that he was shocked by what he saw, and he was trying to break the loose link between the two wands. Split light filament.Harry gripped his wand tightly with both hands, the gold threads still held together.

"Don't move without my order!" Voldemort yelled at the Death Eaters.

Suddenly there was a burst of ecstasy in the air... that emanated from every fiber of the web of light vibrating around Harry and Voldemort.Harry recognized it, even though he'd only heard the music once before - it was the song of the phoenix...

For Harry, the voice represented hope: it was the most beautiful voice he had ever heard in his life.

He felt the singing within him rather than around him - the voice reminded him of Dumbledore, almost like a friend whispering in his ear: "Don't disconnect!"

"Hi!" shouted Harry, feeling that he couldn't hold on any longer—he flicked his wand upwards, and the gold thread snapped, the web of light disappeared, and the song of the phoenix died—

But the ghosts of those who succumbed to Voldemort did not disappear - they surrounded Voldemort so that he could not see Harry.

Harry didn't know why he didn't see Cedric's shadow, but he didn't investigate too much. What Rosalind had asked him to do could not be realized at all. He could only go back with Cedric's body.

Harry ran as hard as he could, knocking two stunned Death Eaters aside.He walked back and forth, using tombstones as cover.He felt the curses of the Death Eaters whizzing after him, hitting the tombstones - he dodged the spells and the grave, and rushed in the direction where Cedric had just fallen.He forgot about the pain in his leg, and was only thinking about hurrying back with his body.

"Stun him!" he heard Voldemort's distorted voice shout.

Harry dodged behind a marble sculpture of an angel, avoiding the red light coming from behind him, only to see the tips of the angel's wings shattered by the spell.

"There are many obstacles!" Cedric cast a spell on the group of Death Eaters. Harry heard the familiar voice and turned his head in surprise. Seeing him come back to life, his emerald green eyes were full of shock .But now there is no spare time for other thoughts.

He also hurriedly passed his wand over his shoulder, pointed frantically at the Death Eaters chasing after him, and yelled several Impeding and Stunning Curses together with Cedric.

With a few muffled yells, he knew that Cedric and himself had managed to stop a few Death Eaters, but there was no time to stop and watch.There was more sound of wand firing behind him, and the tombstone behind Cedric was half shattered by the wand.

He rolled forward hastily, reached out to grab Harry's arm, and a shower of light passed over their heads—

"Get out of the way! I'm going to kill him! He's mine!" screamed Voldemort.

There was only a tombstone between the two of them and Voldemort now, and the Death Eaters followed behind him.Cedric and Harry looked at each other, the trophy was a long way away—

Voldemort's red eyes glowed red in the darkness, and Harry looked over from behind the tombstone to see his lips twist into a grim grin, and then saw him raise his wand.

Cedric pointed his wand at the Triwizard Cup and cast a Flying Charm on it desperately.

The trophy flew towards him.He grabbed the handle of the trophy—

They heard Voldemort screaming in rage, felt a jerk under their navels, the Portkey worked - and they were swept away in a whirlwind of colors...

They made it back.

When Cedric and Harry appeared at the entrance in embarrassment at the same time, Rosalind felt that her already painful heart was about to be crushed.

"Sed!" She almost ran to him at the fastest speed in her life.

"Harry!" Hermione also screamed and ran down the stands when she saw the people coming out.The students who were watching behind him also stepped forward after being dazed.

The two teenagers who walked out supporting each other were about to fall to the ground due to lack of energy.

The moment Cedric fell to the ground, Rosalind hugged him tightly, but the weight of the boy's sudden weight on her still made her half fall to the ground.

"Sed?! How are you, Sed?" She was eager to ask whether her lover was safe or not.Cedric struggled to pull out a forced smile, trying to raise his hand to comfort her, but he only raised halfway and then completely passed out due to lack of energy.

Rosalind dared to swear to Merlin that this was her fastest reaction in 16 years—his hand was held tightly by her almost as soon as it dropped from mid-air. Contaminated with grass and sand.

"That man's back! He's back again..." Harry felt nauseous after trying to finish the sentence to Dumbledore - the scar on his forehead was throbbing with pain, making his vision blurry.

"Take them to the hospital wing quickly." After listening to Harry's words, Dumbledore waved for someone to take the two brave men who escaped death to Madam Pomfrey, but the sinking eyes behind the half-moon glasses showed that With the seriousness of the matter.

"I'll take Harry Potter first." Moody pushed through the crowd, half dragging and half hugging him through the crowd, Harry hearing the gasps, screams and shouts of the crowd, and the heavy thud of a man. gasp.

Seeing Aiko fainted, Digory and his wife were in a panic and ran down from the stands together with Yucheng Shen.Hermione was no longer as calm as usual at this moment, she was shaking Ron's hand and couldn't say a word.

Rosalind watched Cedric being carried onto the stretcher, and stood up hurriedly, intending to send him to the medical wing with Madam Pomfrey.Unexpectedly, as soon as she got up, her eyes went dark, and she fell down limply as if her soul had been sucked out.