[HP] Kiss you in glory

Remus ran to us and knelt down, I slowly stood up, my hands were stained with Harry's blood, I touched my forehead, there was no hole, a little bit of golden light danced on my fingertips.

I turned to look at Voldemort and saw the horror on his face that he hadn't seen since he came to school, the disbelief in his red eyes.

At that moment, I realized that I couldn't stay in the school any longer. I silently recited the Flying Charm to summon the wand, and ran out of the school gate.

"Catch her!" Voldemort yelled, each crazed: "Catch her!! Catch her!!!"

I swung my wand and cast the spell backwards, blowing away the Death Eaters who were chasing me. I saw Hagrid running towards them in the opposite direction. I wanted him to stay away, but there was no sound.In the dark night, I rushed to Apparate outside the gate, and a puff of black smoke stopped in front of me, transforming into Voldemort with a gun.

At the same time he pulled the trigger, the dizzying darkness hit me. I wanted to go to Black's old house, but the moment I felt hit in the abdomen, the most familiar building suddenly flashed in front of my eyes.

Nagini, the living Horcrux made by Voldemort in the previous life, was beheaded by the sword of Gryffindor. Both Nagini and the soul in it were wiped out.To some extent, killing the Horcrux in Harry also requires killing him.

After Voldemort got the old wand that did not belong to him, he went to kill Harry. Because Harry's blood flowed in his body, the Horcrux was destroyed, but he himself did not die.

The Avada Kedavra has always killed the soul while killing the life. Voldemort himself resurrected with Harry's blood, so that the blood magic remained between the two. He used the Kedavra to kill himself. Harry with soul fragments, the spell first eliminated the weaker souls, and Harry's life was bound to his own soul, the Horcrux fragments only attached to Harry's life, and being killed would not do him any harm. what effect.

But this time was different, because Voldemort could not kill Harry with the Killing Curse because of the Loyalty Curse, he chose the weapon he despised the most in the Muggle world to deal with him.The harm that the gunshot wound brought to Harry was just the loss of life, but when he lost his breath and pulse, heart died, brain died, and lost all vital signs, his soul and Horcrux fragments would also dissipate.

With no life and nowhere to rest his soul, a gunshot wound wouldn't kill Harry all at once, but it would traumatize him internally, not to mention a shot in the chest.

Voldemort must have thought of this, but he didn't expect that someone could pass a bullet through the head without dying.

I will be hunted down by Voldemort crazily. Rather than making Horcruxes for soul immortality, he wants to get the answer to why a person can be shot through the head without bleeding or unconsciousness and run away.

I clutched the wound, thinking vaguely, I felt a cramping pain from my left abdomen. I didn't know how deep the bullet went in, I just knew it was stuck inside, and the flesh seemed to be ripped apart alive, with a burst of burning. burn.

I curled up against the wall, trying to take off my school robe, tear the opening to cover the wound, my hands were trembling so badly that I couldn't even pull the sleeves.My throat was dry and painful, and it was difficult to breathe. I coughed and fell to the ground, spitting out salty blood. I tilted my head and pressed my right cheek against the cold tile.

Relying on the moonlight coming in from the window, I looked up at the upside-down world. There were ordinary tables, chairs and sofas in the living room. I looked at the pool of blood slowly escaping from the tiles under me. I moved my fingers and crawled forward. .

I used my arms to support the weight of my body, and slowly moved forward. I don’t know whether it’s because the floor is too cold or my own body temperature is dropping. My body shivered involuntarily. I closed my eyes, feeling a little sleepy, and my consciousness became more and more blurred. He obviously closed his eyes, but white light flickered.

How can I rely on your protection, I look like a child who has not grown up and is conceited.I thought I accepted the reality that you weren't here and could walk this path by myself, but I found that I didn't.

Maybe that's why you left, I believed too much in the security you brought me, so I had to suffer a little bit.

The white light slowly diffused, and I gradually forgot what I was thinking just now. I only knew that I was about to faint, and my fingers were stiff to cover the bleeding wound. It turned out that the blood was really hot, I thought, and what I was currently descending Compared with body temperature, it is extremely warm.

The pain seemed to be leaving me too, and I fell into a comfortable white, no pain, no emotion, just want to sleep forever.Maybe a long time, maybe a moment later, suddenly there is a voice in my mind shouting from a distant place, the white light disappears, leaving only darkness, I seem to be falling in the darkness, but I am getting closer and closer to the voice ——

The pain reappeared and intensified. I opened my eyes and vaguely felt something warm in the robe against my arm.I slowly felt that place getting hotter and hotter, and I was a little angry.

But now that I have regained consciousness, I have to rely on my own strength to get up again. I cover my stomach and hold my wand and silently say that the coin is flying.The hot thing in the robe jumped and stopped moving.

As my vitality fades, so does my magic.Only then did it occur to me that my beaded pouch might have been lost at the entrance to the Astronomy Tower due to Greyback's attack.

I took a deep breath and chanted the Flying Curse hoarsely, the coins flew out of my pocket and fell on the tiles in front of me.I dropped my wand, stretched out my hand and pinched it, leaving a bloodstain on the tile. The names of Ron, Neville, Ginny, and Ritter flashed alternately on it. I squinted at the message in the moonlight. , without exception, asked me how I was and where I hid.

How is the battle going now, how is Harry's life safe, did Voldemort kill more people, and sent a few Death Eaters to catch me, all these questions I want to send, but I don't have the energy to leave a comment on it anymore.

The coin fell to the ground, I bent down, and lifted my clothes with trembling fingertips. There were two blood holes in the abdomen, not far away. Only then did I realize that he shot two shots, but the abdomen was concentrated together. I didn't realize the pain.

I took a few breaths, held my wand, and tried to stop the bleeding by using a spell I read in a book. I even wondered if I could use a healing spell to draw the blood on the ground back to the wound for repair.

I tried it and gave up. The human body is not a dead thing. Even if this house is not inhabited now, the floor tiles are still covered with dust.I struggled to get up, the blood flowed out of my mouth uncontrollably, I picked up the coin, and there was a message from Draco.I watched the message for a few seconds, then laughed out loud, silently, regardless of the pain.

His news inspired me. I actually felt that my legs had gained strength. I stretched out my hands and grabbed the end of the sofa in front of me, and stood up with a muffled grunt. Because the amplitude was too large, my body trembled violently.My legs went limp, I bent down feebly, and my abdomen pressed against the end of the sofa. A burst of intense numbness and pain made me curse in my heart the dirty words I hadn't said in two lifetimes.

I knew I would die of blood loss if I continued like this, so I had to rest on the sofa for a long time before I straightened my body and moved forward step by step. After reaching a certain distance, I rushed to the door with all my strength, and hummed twice weakly. Standing next to the door, he raised his wand and said to the doorknob, "Alahoo hole is open."

Fortunately, this is the basic spell I knew in the first grade, and it didn’t take much mana. I twisted the doorknob with a lot of strength, pushed the door open, staggered down the steps, slipped my foot, and sat down. On the ground, the pain was not limited to the abdomen.

I raised my head, looked at the leisurely Muggles in the opposite square, and silently put my wand and coins in my robe.The warm yellow street lamps beside the steps enveloped me, vehicles passed by me, I straightened my legs, tilted my head, and leaned against the lamp post.

Someone was walking their dogs on the path, and one of the dogs probably smelled the blood on my body and barked in my direction.

A couple came to me and found my bloody clothes under the robe. They panicked and called for help. I waved my hands to express my gratitude.After seeing the bright red on his hand, he wiped it on his robe a few times.

I watched them stop the vehicle, and felt like I was about to pass out, and the pain was gone. I felt a strange feeling in my abdomen, a little itchy. I looked down curiously, and found a little bit of broken light floating out from the damaged clothes at the wound and dissipating. .

I finally understood, it turned out that the broken brand could only resist instant fatal injuries, and now I put it here to see that I was really going to die, and slowly let out a sigh of relief.

I was so angry, the hoarse laughter startled the couple, their eyes went dark, and they passed out completely.

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