69novels Chapter 26 Open
Chapter 26 Open
It was almost winter at this time, and Godric's Valley was covered with dusk, and the tall withered grass swayed back and forth with the bleak autumn wind.
When he came back to this place many years later, Harry felt a little uneasy.He tightly held the platinum boy's hand and interlocked his fingers.Slowly walking towards the two small tombstones, Harry felt something heavy on his chest, and an irresistible sadness filled his heart.
The tombstone is carved from white marble, and the inscriptions on it can be seen clearly without getting too close.
詹姆波特1960年1月30日——1981年10月31日
莉莉波特1960年3月27日——1981年10月31日
The last enemy to destroy is death
Harry read the words slowly, feeling something new each time.He read the last line: "The last enemy to be destroyed is death."
Draco squeezed Harry's hand tightly, as if he would disappear if he let go. "Harry, they've been in your heart for as long as you can remember...Harry..."
"I've always known." Harry's voice was low and hoarse.Tears gushed out when he was ignorant, scalding hot, he didn't wipe them off, just let the tears run across his face. "There was a time when I kept thinking that maybe it would be happier to die with my parents, and I wouldn't be left alone in the world..."
Draco's heart shrank violently, and he frantically wiped Harry's tears. "Harry...don't think so, they all want you alive...Harry...you and me..."
"I still have you, and now I still have Sirius..." Harry looked up, tears streaming back into his eyes, "Mom and Dad, I came to see you...Look, I brought my lover to see you, he is very happy Excellent, good for me, the godfather is here too... you can rest assured, I am not alone..."
Draco bent down, placed the little daisy in his arms in front of their graves, and then bowed deeply, "I will take good care of Harry, don't worry..."
Not far ahead is where James and Lily used to live.But it's overgrown with weeds now.The hedges were overgrown, and the rubble was buried in the waist-deep grass.Although most of the house was still standing, it was completely covered with dark ivy.Harry and Draco were standing at the door looking up at the ruins.
Harry reached out a hand and grabbed the rusted iron door.A wooden sign rose from the ground in front of them, poking through the tangled weeds.Gold letters on the plaque read:
Lily and James Potter died here on October 1981, 10.Their son Harry is the only wizard who survived the Killing Curse.
The house, invisible to Muggles, was preserved as a ruin to honor the Potters and serve as a reminder of the violence that tore their family apart.
Next to these neat handwritings, there are various inscriptions, all of which were written by wizards who came to pay their respects to the place where the "Boy Who Lived" escaped from death.Some just wrote their names in indelible ink, some carved their initials on wooden plaques, and some wrote messages.
Good luck, Harry, wherever you are.
Hope you read it, Harry, we're all behind you!
Long live Harry Potter.
"They're all your fans! But they shouldn't be here..." Draco said with some dissatisfaction.
But Harry smiled broadly at him.
"Fine, I'm glad they did..."
Draco, who finally saw Harry's expression, was relieved.
Taking a deep breath, Harry said, "Draco, let's go."
"ζηξìㄥㄦㄦДдЕЁжёзйуспмМНЧ..." A long string of jerky words came out of Draco's mouth, and Harry cut his finger and dripped it on the unicorn badge in his hand.After chanting, Draco also dripped blood on it.
Like a hoarse sigh from ancient times, only a creak was heard, and the thick iron gate appeared out of nowhere behind the ruins.
As the dusk drew apart, Potter Manor slowly revealed his mysterious veil in front of them.
The manor has a strong historical atmosphere. Although it has not been opened for many years, it does not feel messy. Everything looks like it has just been taken care of, with verdant trees and lush flowers.Different from the magnificence of Malfoy Manor, Potter Manor reveals a low-key luxury.
"I didn't expect to see Potter Manor open in my lifetime." Harry sighed.
"Old Mr. Potter set the conditions for opening the manor too harshly. If you hadn't accidentally awakened the bloodline this time, the Potter manor must have been sleeping in history... But after that, the manor should not It's closed." Draco said with a kind of genuine pride.
No sooner had he entered the hall than the portraits in the room stirred.
A disheveled-haired-Harry once dreamed-Potter eagerly stood up from his chair, almost rushing out of the painting-"My child! You are the child foretold in the prophecy! We have finally waited for you... ...Thanks to Merlin, we are almost moldy in the manor... 1000 years... I finally see you! My child, I am Knoxport, you should know..."
"En." Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, "I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
"Yes, he is an excellent heir, no wonder he can get the blessing of the Deathly Hallows..." Knox nodded in satisfaction.
"What happened back then, how could it be so serious that the manor should be closed?"
"The prophecy, the prophecy of the Prophet Trelawney... Darkness covers the earth - the last Potter will sacrifice his life... the blessing of the Deathly Hallows... a one in ten thousand chance... It's incredible, doesn't it? However, Prophet Trelawney's prophecy has never failed... We all believed it, and tied the vitality of the entire manor to you, and now it seems to have succeeded..." Old Potter rubbed his hair, shouting Li blinked, and his expression of "don't thank me too much" made Harry dumbfounded.Unexpectedly, the face that was still very stable just now twisted, "...but the secret method given by the headmaster is too cruel...it is too cruel...for a whole 1000 years, we have not seen the sun...even Not a single living..."
"Go away, Knox, you're scaring Harry!" A dark-haired witch squeezed into the frame, brown eyes brimming with tears. "Harry, you came back from the future, it's great... great... you're still alive..."
"Yes, I'm still alive..." Harry had a good impression of the two of them, and his tone was very envious. "The manor will never be closed anymore... I will come to accompany you from time to time..." Then, he pulled Draco, who was two steps behind him, to him. "Two...uh...ancestors..." Harry stumbled a little, he really didn't know what to call these two ancestors who didn't know how many generations ago.
"You can just call me Lina, he... Knox." The black-haired witch said bluntly, looking up and down the boy Harry pulled in front of her, "You want to introduce him to me, first let Let me guess... well, platinum blonde hair, gray-blue eyes, delicate and beautiful, almost carved out of the same mold as Lainley - you are a child of the Malfoy family." The voice was very sure, and then it was like As if remembering something, he suddenly raised his voice, "Harry, the manor you opened with him?" After receiving Harry's affirmative nod, his brown eyes almost shot out with anger, "Harry, how could you find a manor?" Boy, what about the inheritance of the Potter family?!"
Draco flinched, the angry Gryffindor witch was scary.
"Lina, the Malfoy family is passed down from one generation to the next..." The head of the Potter family patted his wife on the shoulder, "They will not let the inheritance be broken..." The black-haired witch was thoughtful.
Harry interrupted hastily, "Birth potion, we have birth potion..."
"That's about the same." Lina turned her head, "Boy from the Malfoy family, take good care of Harry. If you dare to bully him, I'll visit Ryanly every day..."
How could Draco dare to refute, Nuo Nuo repeatedly said, women are really not to be offended.
Then the voice of the portrait was a little sad, "It would have been great if there had been a birth potion, the dean and the others wouldn't have any regrets..."