HP leap time

When Hermione came back, Harry had already fallen asleep on the edge of the bed, his jet-black hair messed up on the white quilt.She quietly walked up to him and patted him awake.

Harry rubbed his eyes and adjusted his glasses, which had slid down the bottom of his nose.

"Sorry, Hermione. I accidentally fell asleep." Harry's voice was full of sleepiness.

"It's all right, Harry," said Hermione wearily, "but we need to talk."

"It's already three o'clock in the morning, you should go to have a rest, you have done a lot." Harry looked at her worriedly and said.

"No, this has to be discussed tonight." Hermione looked at the person on the bed. "You know Malfoy can't stay until tomorrow morning."

"Okay, but Ron..." Harry stood up and moved closer to Hermione to the window.

She raised her hand and cast a silent spell.

"It's really inconvenient to call him. Let's talk it over first. I'll have a good chat with him tomorrow." Hermione sat on the windowsill.

Harry sat down next to him and told her about the conversation he had had with Malfoy.

"Obviously, Malfoy is not taken seriously over there, look at his injury, no one cares about him." Hermione said, shaking her head.

"It doesn't make sense, his parents are one of Voldemort's most loyal Death Eaters." Harry couldn't understand.

"Don't you forget, Lucius Malfoy is still in Azkaban, and his mother, like you said, she even saved you and lied about your death. For this, Voldemort was backfired and not even killed You, guess what punishment his mother will get?"

"I didn't think of it?!" Harry felt a little guilty, "But Malfoy didn't show his sadness. Is there any reason why Voldemort forgave them?"

"It's very unlikely, Harry, we don't even know whether Malfoy is here to join us, or just to deliver medicine and contact us, don't be so surprised Harry, look at his injuries! Think about it, if he was a spy at the beginning, then of course he would not get close to us during the battle, or even attack each other. The injuries on his body can only be caused by very accurate spells. Do you think it will happen to him? The injury is..." Hermione paused, looking at Harry worriedly.

"Voldemort...?" Harry shook his head. "No way? Why did he punish him?"

"I can't be sure about Harry. These are all my guesses. The specific situation has to wait for him to wake up. However, the current situation is very pessimistic, and we cannot be completely affected by Malfoy. This happened suddenly, but it is not unexplainable." , if Malfoy is one of the possibilities that Dumbledore planted for us or one he is going to use, then we may have other ways to break this situation."

"What to do? We can't even get close to him, and the snake, the last Horcrux hasn't been wiped out, what else can we do?" Harry scratched his hair a little upset.

"I don't know, don't be like this, Harry, it's useless to be upset, we are already working hard, but this war should not be carried by us alone, Harry? Members of the Order of the Phoenix are already asking the Ministry of Magic for help Yes, they're also trying to make Portkeys to take away the younger children..." Hermione held Harry's hand "This crisis will be resolved, you see, at least we got Malfoy, even if Ron saw He just wanted to throw up, but I think you can take it."

"Oh, Hermione," Harry chuckled, and said sarcastically, "At least we got Malfoy, this is really the best gift God has given us."

"Hey! You can't do this, I thought you'd mature." Hermione laughed too.

"Of course, I have no problem with him. After all, he has brought us more surprises than I have contributed to everyone. Don't frown Hermione. Really, I am very grateful to him. This is how I treat him with admiration." Let's start."

"I'm glad you think so, Harry," Hermione smiled softly. "Hope we're all safe."

"Yes, we will." Harry nodded seriously.

The aftermath of the moonlight faded away, lightly sprinkled on the lake and turned into silver shadows, and the golden magic circle surrounding the castle deepened and strengthened layer by layer... Hogwarts at night is more like a fortress in a crystal ball, Firmly protect those lives that are worth cherishing.

The sun still rises from the east, and the air is mixed with mud and obscure and thin sunlight. Every gap is becoming clear and bright. A new day begins, and the tranquility suppresses the solemnity that is about to move.

Harry never fell asleep again. He looked at the sunrise and the golden magic circle, and the hatred in his heart was lingering. Everyone here hated Voldemort, except of course a few Slytherins who were locked up.

Futile hatred is useless, except for causing pain, it does not substantially help the war.

He didn't know when the war would end or how it would end, no one wanted to throw in the towel, no one wanted to give up the castle that so many great men had given their lives to protect to an enemy they hated and hated.

"Hmm..." There was a soft hum from the bed, and Malfoy was slowly waking up.

Hermione also quickly opened her eyes in light sleep.

"Oh my God, you're finally awake!" Harry moved quickly to the side of the bed. "I've been wondering when you wake up all night!"

"Potter?" Malfoy was obviously still awake, he looked at him blankly, without any defense or malice in his eyes.

Then Harry slowly saw his eyes focus on his own face, and then a flicker of panic, until the familiar disgust filled his gray eyeballs again.

"Oh, Potter," he repeated, in an extremely bad tone, "I never thought that one day I would open my eyes and see No.1 is you."

"I've let you down, Malfoy." Harry was very calm, he knew they didn't need to quarrel. "But we need to talk about it."

Seeing the reluctance on Malfoy's face, Harry was a little helpless, but he had to continue talking because they hadn't figured out many things.

"Of course." Malfoy sat up and stretched his legs a little rascally. "You want to chat while I'm disheveled."

"Okay, of course you can get dressed first, but I'm sorry I don't have any clean robes for you." Hermione pulled Harry towards him.

Malfoy didn't speak, but put on the old robe from last night solemnly, and buttoned every button.

Compared with the weakness last night, he looks much more energetic today.He waited until he was ready and sat back on the bed before turning his attention to them.

"Tell me about your plan." Hermione considered her words

"I'm leaving soon and going back to the Dark Lord," Malfoy said, "no accident, you will be attacked every day, as far as I know, the attack will not be very powerful, just to waste your manpower, and A mental blow."

"Why, does he have any other plans? You must know that attacking in one fell swoop is far more convenient than this. The longer it is delayed, the easier it is to change?"

"Good question, Granger, take back your idiot expression Potter, the Dark Lord has other purposes, but I don't know very well, maybe tonight, I will know the answer." Malfoy played with the bedside table crimson teacup.

"Draco," Hermione said, and Malfoy raised an eyebrow at her. "Please allow me to call you that, I want to ask you, how is Mrs. Malfoy?"

Malfoy's eyes were fixed, and he didn't speak for a while.

"I'm sorry," said Harry, "Mrs. Malfoy saved me, I..."

"Thanks to the savior, the status of the Malfoy family in the heart of the Dark Lord has plummeted, and my mother is still wanted."

"Oh my God, the injury on your body is really..." Hermione said quickly, "But you said you want to go back?!"

"You don't need to worry about these things. My mother is hiding in the secret place of Malfoy Manor. There is no danger for the time being. As a role model for the new generation of young people, I just get a small punishment." He looked at himself , "It's nothing, after all, I can't make any waves in the eyes of the Dark Lord, can I? Besides, I'm the leader who betrayed Hogwarts! It's more or less useful." Malfoy sarcastically Said.

"You don't have to go back." Harry bit his lip

"You really are a pig brain. I don't think explaining my innocence to everyone here is of any use to this war."

Malfoy looked at Harry's embarrassed expression in a good mood. "Like I said, I want to know what the principal left for you."

"What exactly do you want?"

"The way to kill the Dark Lord, Potter, is that everyone knows that the Dark Lord is immortal, but no one knows why he can't die, except for the dead Dumbledore. I believe you must know," Malfoy said, "unless you tell I and you have been busy for a year and have done nothing."

"You know it's useless, and it will hurt you." Hermione looked serious. "There is no other way now."

"Tell me" Malfoy said angrily "I have a right to know."

"Give it up, De Malfoy," Harry said, "There's no way we'll tell you."

"..." Draco squinted at Harry, the computer's eyes sweeping back and forth on him.

Finally, he did not continue to press

"Well, Saint Potter," he stood up, "I'll be here every night if nothing else."

"You have to be careful," Hermione said hastily, "protect yourself."

"Of course, I can still bring you potions, can't I?" Malfoy smirked.

"You know we don't mean that! Malfoy!" said Harry angrily.

As soon as the "goodbye" was said, he disapparated and left.

"He can actually move away at will." Hermione shook her head.

"After all, he is from both sides, and the people on the other side will not doubt his landing." Harry said.

"It's time for you to rest, Harry. I'm going to find Ron. If nothing else, there will be a meeting soon." Hermione looked out the window worriedly.

"If it is full of vitality, it will be full of hope. I hope that this magic circle will no longer be used in the future."

Harry followed her gaze and looked out of the window. A white dove flew past the sun with its wings fluttering, and flew into the distance through the golden light barrier unhindered.

Harry clenched his hands. Good luck, Malfoy.