[HP] Time Corner

Chapter 22

The pain, the pain that penetrates the bone marrow, as if the bones of the whole body are broken and reassembled one by one...

Harry opened his eyes with all his strength, and the surroundings were a vast expanse of whiteness, with no way to see where he came from, and no way back.

Where the hell is this...

Draco...

Sirius...

Ron... Hermione...

……

where are you? ? ?

Where? ?

where?

……

Their smiling faces appeared and disappeared one by one, Harry stretched out his hand feebly into the air, and put it down... They are not here... Not here...

Walking forward aimlessly, several doors suddenly appeared in front of him.Harry walked to a door curiously, and pushed lightly——

"Master—Let me go find that boy—" The familiar voice carried a humbleness that was inaudible at ordinary times.It was Snape, the greasy old bat, Harry thought, but an acquaintance anyway.

Harry approached on tiptoe, but what he saw surprised Harry.The potions professor, who was full of sarcasm on weekdays, was kneeling at a person's feet, kissing the corner of his robe.who is it?Harry looked up along the black robe, meeting a pair of scarlet eyes.It was a pale, snake-faced man—Voldemort!The unprepared Harry let out an exclamation of "Ah", but no one paid any attention to him.Harry patted his chest with lingering fear.

He began to listen to their conversation with curiosity.

"Seeing the edge of victory, I am sitting here," Voldemort's voice was low and hoarse, almost whispering, "Think, think, why the Elder Wand refuses to use its power, refuses to serve it as it is said in the legend His rightful owner works miracles... Now I seem to have the answer."

Harry seemed to see Snape's body tremble.He rubbed his eyes again, everything was as usual, if it wasn't for the trill in his answering voice, Harry almost thought he had read it wrong.

"Owner--"

Voldemort stroked the wand in his hand like a lover: "The Elder Wand will not serve me well, Severus. The Elder Wand belonged to the wizard who killed its previous owner. You killed Albus Dumbledore." .As long as you live, Severus, the Elder Wand can't really be mine." Harry felt a chill.Voldemort was heard saying again, "I must conquer the wand, Severus. Conquer the wand, and finally conquer Potter."

There was a silence that answered Voldemort, but Harry clearly saw Snape draw his wand.However, Voldemort still just stroked the wand in his hand and did not move.There was only a strange hiss, and Harry heard it clearly as "Kill!"

"Get out of the way!" Harry yelled, trying to push Snape away, but no one could hear him, and his movements didn't make any sense.Snape was obviously not guarding against the big snake.Harry could only watch helplessly as the big black snake snaked silently from behind to Snape's side, then straightened up, moved sharply, and bit his neck with its fangs.

Snape fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound on his neck.His face immediately turned pale, his black eyes were wide open, and his body was twitching in pain.And Voldemort didn't even look at the struggling people on the ground, he took the big snake and left the house quickly.

Harry didn't dare to look at the fading flame of life in those black eyes, so he could only escape from the room.

The door closed with a "bang", and Harry collapsed powerlessly on the ground, panting heavily.He covered his heart, his heart was still beating incessantly.He hated Snape, always making trouble for him, speaking harshly and harshly, but it was just hating, he never thought of killing him, especially dying in such pain in front of him, the surging and The blood that came out almost stained the world in front of his eyes red.

After a long, long time, Harry calmed down the turbulent thoughts in his heart, and tentatively pushed open another door.

There is a fierce battle inside the gate.The sound of chaotic footsteps and loud shouts continued to come from behind the door.Harry walked in on tiptoe. Although no one saw him, he was still infected by the tense atmosphere, and he carefully concealed his figure.Then, he saw himself——

'Harry' was holding a transparent sphere in his hand, and was struggling to avoid the flying spell.Sirius rushed over to fight with a hooded man, they waved their wands quickly, spells were issued from the wands, sparks shot from the tip of the wands.

"Harry, grab the prophecy ball and run with Neville!" Sirius yelled after knocking out the man in the hood while rushing towards Bellatrix.

'Harry' fought his way out of the encirclement. "Prophecy Ball, give me the Prophecy Ball, Potter!" Lucius Malfoy stood in front of him, his wand almost poking 'Harry' in the ribs.

"Neville - catch it!" 'Harry' rolled the prophecy ball along the floor, and Neville turned his back against the ground and held the ball in his arms.Malfoy turned his wand and pointed it at Neville, when 'Harry' snapped his wand back over the shoulder and yelled, "There are obstacles!"

Malfoy was knocked away. 'Harry' looked around when he got up again. On the stage, Sirius and Bellatrix were fighting fiercely.

Sirius flashed a red light past Bellatrix shortly, with a mocking smile on his face.However, the next moment, Harry was horrified to see another green beam of light sinking into Sirius' chest.The smile on Sirius' face didn't completely disappear, and then twisted into pain.His eyes widened in horror, dark eyes looking apologetically over where 'Harry' stood.

"No, don't..." Harry screamed in pain, it was useless!Useless!He still can't do anything.He could only watch as Sirius passed helplessly almost straight through the shabby curtain hanging on the arch, and disappeared behind the curtain.

The curtain fluttered slightly for a while, as if a gust of wind had blown just now, and then returned to its previous appearance.

"Sirius! Sirius!..." Harry rushed to the edge of the curtain, lying on his stomach against the arch, the inside was completely dark, and Sirius could no longer be seen.The scene that he had dreamed of countless times in his dreams was once again being staged in front of him, vividly.Unprecedented clarity brought him unprecedented grief.

He has never been so clearly aware that Sirius is gone...will never appear by his side again, thinking of this, even breathing becomes difficult, and every breath seems to have a dull pain...

Another 'Harry' rushing towards the archway was grabbed by Lupine's waist and dragged him back.

"It's over, Harry—"

"Catch him, save him, he just walked in!"

"It's too late, Harry—" Lupine seemed to be exhausted when he said this, "Harry, he's gone." Lupine tried his best to hold Harry in his arms, his voice became broken "There's no way he's coming back, he's dead—"

Harry looked at the other him like that and went mad with grief.Those words seemed to be in his ears, but also seemed to be far away from him.Harry just stood there, the fighting crowd passing through his body from time to time, he was unmoved; and the spells that flashed with various lights passed through him, he didn't feel it.The only thing that lingers on my mind is——

Sirius can't come back...

can't come back...

not coming……

You did it! ! !

It's your fault! ! ! !

……

Bellatrix's face flashed before his eyes again, and she challenged 'Harry'—"Never used the Unforgivable Curse, did you, boy?" She was almost laughing—"Hahaha , my dearest cousin is dead, and you can't even avenge him, Potter—"

The sluggish Harry quickly regained his clarity. He drew out his wand, almost gnashing his teeth—"Crucio!" However, nothing happened.

After a whirlwind, Harry reappeared outside those doors.He sat on the ground, hugged his knees, buried his head deeply between his knees, tears fell down one after another, and the tip of his heart seemed to be sliced ​​by a blunt knife...

He no longer had the courage to push open other doors...

"Harry," a man crouched in front of him and put his hands on Harry's shoulders, "Harry, wake up..." He shook Harry's shoulders. "What you've seen hasn't happened yet. Pull yourself together and you can change that."

"You are—" Harry, with red eye circles crying, looked at his other self in shock, with the same messy black hair, and the same clean and clear green eyes, but with a maturity and vicissitudes that he didn't have. ——War is a place where people can mature quickly, but it can also make people... aging faster.

"Don't be surprised, Harry, I am you. You came back from the future, because of some accident, we haven't merged yet. I just came to give you the last few words - don't start to grow after losing, we won't have the first The second chance to do it again." The grown-up Auror minister said with a sad tone, "Harry, close your eyes."

Harry did as he said, and the man pointed his finger between his eyebrows. As time passed, his figure gradually became transparent, and finally dissipated like smoke, leaving only a faint sentence in the air:

"Goodbye, Harry."

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