[HP] Time Corner

Chapter 5 Harry's Crisis (1)

After such a long time, his scar began to ache again.

Harry is not stupid, if this happens for several days in a row, even his now perfect Occlumency can't resist, then there is only one explanation - Voldemort's soul piece in his body did not follow his original death And disappear!

Harry was startled, then depressed.It's not that I don't worry about Voldemort's resurrection, but now, whoever, Harry said to himself, please give me time to appease the helplessness of repressed strong and sincere feelings that have to be suppressed before they can be confessed.

The war has already destroyed his home, and also destroyed his soon-to-be happiness, and made him fall into the abyss of boundless loneliness again, waiting for the late dawn every night.

Harry, who hadn't been in such a vulnerable state for a long time, was licking his own wound like a wounded beast.He really wanted to question Merlin, after losing his father, mother, godfather, and principal, why did he lose even the chance to pursue his lover? !

Speechless until dawn.

"Harry, are you serious?" Hermione was completely stunned by the news Harry brought. It has to be said that as a dark wizard who has brought terror to the atmosphere for decades, Voldemort's strength makes one's heart tremble. .It never occurred to Hermione that Dumbledore's calculations had gone fatally wrong, and now the soul piece was trying to occupy Harry's consciousness.

"Is there no way?"

"No, I checked a lot of information." Harry waved his hand helplessly, with a trace of sadness in his green eyes, "Blood magic is a very wonderful kind of magic. So far no one has been able to fully understand its mysteries. Since he lent me Our souls can no longer be separated. The death curse I voluntarily endured only weakened Voldemort’s soul piece, but did not make him disappear completely, and my own soul also took part of the damage.”

"Although this is not a curse, his soul is gradually strengthening, but I can't. Like Dumbledore, I can only last for a year. I can suppress him while he is still weak. After a year, it is hard to say Yes, after that..."

"Don't tell others about these things, there is no need to panic now. Hermione, I believe in you the most. Also, our plan is about to speed up!"

Looking at the thin figure of her departing friend, Hermione's eyes turned red.

Malfoy Manor.

"Master Draco, we have a visitor." Dora the house elf excitedly went to report to his little master.Harry Potter's name is very popular among house elves.

"who is it?"

"Harry Potter."

"Who are you talking about?"

"It's the Deputy Minister for Magic - Harry Potter."

"Ask him to come in." Draco let go of the "Daily Prophet" in his hand, and the newspaper showed the pale face of him and the cold face of the Savior in the dock.

"Potter, I didn't expect you to come to Malfoy Manor. Are you here to see the poor thing you saved?" The platinum boy raised his chin, and Harry suddenly remembered Draco's words when he was picking on him every day at school. Looking like a little bastard, he smiled:

"Poor thing? I never knew a Malfoy could be so self-pitying."

"It's really rare for a Potter to know a Malfoy." Draco said sarcastically, but his tone was much better.

"Tell me, what do you want me for?"

"I want your father to be a witness at the trial of all the captured and accused Death Eaters. I know it's hard, and I didn't want to bother you. But how to identify the real Death Eaters, I don't know, after all Not everyone followed him sincerely, many people were coerced, I hope to give them a fair chance, if you can help..." Harry hesitated, a little confused, "I know this is very Dangerous, it may bring disaster to the Malfoy family, if you don't want to, I won't..."

"No, it's our honor to thank you for giving those Slytherins who have gone astray a chance. Harry, uh, can I call you that? Thank you for everything you do for Slytherins."

"Of course, Draco."

My hands were clasped tightly together, and Harry's face shone with pure joy.

Of course, at the beginning, people did not believe Lucius Malfoy's testimony, but when he made an unbreakable spell with Harry Potter in public, people fell silent, voices of disapproval were temporarily suppressed, and the situation gradually stabilized.

With the rapid passage of time, more and more neutral nobles have cleared themselves with the help of Harry and Draco; the family that was once forced to follow Voldemort has preserved the millennium inheritance under the severed wrist of a strong man; of course, those Diehards were thrown into Azkaban to receive the Dementor's Kiss or to be imprisoned for life.And under the urging of Harry and Draco, pure-blood nobles and commoner wizards are in tentative exchanges. Although there are still differences, the situation is very good.

The only ones who were dissatisfied were the senior bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic. The savior took away too much glory from them. Mr. savior, who thought he was not keen on power, was frantically gathering power.Harry knew they were going to fight back, but he didn't have the energy to deal with it for the time being, and could only let the undercurrent rush under the calm lake.

The situation was getting better, and Harry's face was getting worse and worse, because of Voldemort's harassment, he had not been getting enough rest.

Hermione was watching him with growing concern, too, the secrecy was driving her crazy.She hesitated to speak many times, but Harry...she could only add nutrition to him in different ways, but Harry didn't show any signs of gaining weight.

Draco and Harry's relationship has also been eased.He would sometimes be slightly sarcastic, with the same aristocratic tone as always, "Is the head of the savior a troll? Make yourself look like an old man, poor Malfoy's eyes." Harry could hear his latent Concerned, smiled, noncommittal, and continued to work hard.

one year later.

"Hermione, come to my office."

A minute later, Hermione came to Harry's office through the fireplace.

Hermione looked at Harry's pale face, his green eyes were tired but could not conceal their sharpness.Harry now has more and more temperament of a superior. Looking at her rapidly growing friends, she sighed, "Harry, don't push yourself so much, you have done enough for them."

"I know." Harry didn't even look up. "But it has to be done."

Hermione nodded lightly, "Harry, I know what you said, those Slytherins will remember your kindness."

"I don't need it, Hermione, you know, I don't have much time. I'm looking for you this time, it's about what's next, I can't hold him down anymore."

"Harry." The brown-haired witch's eyes were red, and she closed her eyes hard, forcing back the hot tears that welled up. Harry didn't need her sympathy. "Harry, oh Harry, you didn't deserve this. Maybe we can do something else."

"It's useless. Now, Professor Dumbledore said that it's a blessing to be able to choose how you die. Death is another great adventure, isn't it?"

He blinked like Dumbledore, trying to convey calm to his concerned friend.The brown-haired witch couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

"Harry..."

Harry finally looked up, stood up and hugged his most loyal friend.

"Hermione, don't be sad, no matter what, I will always be in your heart, won't you? Wipe your tears," Harry gently wiped the tears hanging from the corners of the brunette witch's eyes, "If I die, I hope you can keep those innocent Slytherins." He paused, and smiled helplessly, "Although I have recruited most of the people in the Ministry of Magic in the past six months, the foundation is not stable. Once there are greater interests , They may turn against them immediately. We need more layouts."

"I will give you some of my memories, if...they can be used as evidence in court, although I don't want to expose my experience to others, it is really painful." Harry pondered for a while, "And... ...Draco, although I believe in his ability, if he has something to do, please help him. I hope that the name of the savior will last longer, so that this transitional period can pass smoothly. Hermione, you will help him Me, huh?"

The brunette witch nodded firmly with tears in her eyes.