American TV series World Rescue

Hogwarts.

The next day.

After the last summary class of the semester, the students were either playing with each other or packing their bags to prepare to leave school tomorrow.

The top floor of the castle.

Big clock in the attic.

"Draco, I'm sorry."

Hermione looked apologetic: "I shouldn't have missed you so much."

"It doesn't matter."

Owen looked at Hermione in surprise, feeling an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

"What will happen to Harry in the end?"

Hermione leaned against Owen and said with a worried look on her face.

"That depends on what Dumbledore thinks."

Owen said casually: "The Elder Wand in his hand is very special. It can kill Voldemort's soul without hurting Harry Potter. The premise is that Harry can defeat Dumbledore with the disarming spell first."

"So that's it."

Hermione murmured, leaning harder on Owen unconsciously, her face flushed: "This puts me at ease, Draco~"

"hiss!"

When Owen saw Hermione calling his name with her rosy little face raised, he suddenly took a breath and thought to himself: "No wonder something feels wrong, Hermione shouldn't be like this... It shouldn't be like this, right?" ~"

"Draco, are you still angry with me?"

Hermione said sadly.

"No no."

Owen unconsciously took a few steps back and distanced himself from Hermione. This sudden enthusiasm made him very uncomfortable. If it weren't for the fact that the spider sense didn't respond, he would have wondered if Hermione had been transformed by someone else...

"Huh!"

Thinking of some possibility, Owen's expression changed drastically, he waved his hand to stop Hermione's approach, forced a smile and said, "Hermione, let me see your patronus."

"Look at my guardian beast?"

Hermione was startled and saw Owen's serious face. At this moment, she was facing Owen with all her heart and soul, so naturally she had no intention of refusing: "Calling God to protect me!"

"call!"

When Owen saw that what Hermione summoned was indeed the Fire Phoenix from the Other Side, and not the phoenix that sent chills down his back, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It wasn't that he thought too much, but Dumbledore could really do such a thing. The other party was not only proficient in the transformation spell, but also had the determination to do whatever it took. The most important thing was that this matter was nothing to him, and it was even a kind of thing. enjoy.

Just like in some novels, in order to complete an earth-shattering task, the male protagonist voluntarily goes to the enemy camp to donate his body to the stunningly beautiful enemy female leader. In addition to the male protagonist's confidante, including the male protagonist's heart, No one seems to think this is a chore...

"Since it's not... could it be a love potion?! Come with me!"

Owen looked at the enthusiastic Hermione, and then thought of some possibility. He grabbed Hermione's hand and apparated downstairs, entering the Room of Requirement.

"Drink it!"

"What's this?"

"Hermione, do you believe me?"

"believe."

At Owen's signal, Hermione drank the tranquilizer, but after Owen observed it, he found that this medicine to calm nervous excitement did not work.

"Is it because the love potion is too powerful and the sedative doesn't work, or is it because you haven't drank the love potion at all?"

Owen's thoughts were racing, and seeing Hermione unconsciously approaching him again, Owen took a deep breath, heaven and man were fighting, several villains were fighting in his mind, and finally...

"Draco, what are you doing?"

Hermione shouted, her throat going dry.

"Trust me, Hermione, this is what you want..."

Principal room.

"You are still a young man after all~"

Dumbledore stood by the window, looking at the sky, ruffling the feathers of Phoenix Fawkes with one hand, and murmuring to himself: "It's almost time, we should get there."

Phew!

Phoenix Fox called out.

"Don't do it, Fox."

Dumbledore caressed Fawkes and said softly: "I know you like him. In fact, I like him quite a lot...but the harm he has brought to the wizarding world has far exceeded Grindelwald and Voldemort. I, can't Keep him! You know what?"

Phew!

Phoenix Fox called again.

"I know I know."

Dumbledore said softly: "Some people and some things are destined. Since you can't bear it, just stay here. I will make him peaceful and painless."

After saying that, he comforted Phoenix Fox for a while, then he apparated and disappeared.

Eighth floor.

Entrance to the Room of Requirement.

"How many years?"

Dumbledore stood in front of the wall and sighed: "Back then, I saw a room full of luxurious chamber pots. What will I see today? I hope you won't disappoint me. Separate left and right!"

The wall suddenly cracked open under the attack of the spell.

"Draco, Draco, what's wrong with you?"

What came into view was Hermione, whose clothes were slightly disheveled, holding Owen, whose face was darkened and in a coma, with an anxious and mournful expression on his face.

"Professor Dumbledore! Draco doesn't know what's wrong, come here and save him!"

"My child, I'm sorry, I can't save him."

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed.

"Why? You haven't seen it yet!"

Hermione cried out sadly.

"Malfoy is under the Maleficent Curse. Unless the person who cursed him or someone designated by the cursed person kisses him, he will fall into sleep forever."

Dumbledore said leisurely.

"Maleficent? Teach you!"

Hermione looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, her eyes filled with horror and anger.

"Eh."

Dumbledore sighed softly: "My child, you guessed it right. This curse was indeed cast by me, and the person I appointed was also me. I believe you can understand, right? When you see Draco holding that When the horrific murder weapon massacred so many people, you should have had the thought of stopping him, right?"

"I-I didn't!"

Hermione shook her head violently, panic in her voice.

"Don't blame yourself, kid. This kind of reaction is the kind of kindness a good child should have."

Dumbledore smiled and said: "Voldemort alone caused such a big disaster, but he and his Death Eater army were all slaughtered by Malfoy with a weapon. Think about it, once this kind of weapon spreads, what will happen?" How much harm it will cause, maybe the whole world will be destroyed. You come from the Muggle world, you should understand, right?"

"But, but, isn't there any other way? I don't want him to die."

Hermione cried.

"Sorry, there is no other way."

Dumbledore walked towards Hermione, hugged her, and comforted her: "But it's okay, you won't be in pain. First let me check where Voldemort's Horcrux is, and let Mr. Malfoy make his final contribution to the world, and then I'll help you, just like I did last night..."

"Like last night? Professor, are you talking about the Oblivion Curse?"

Hermione raised her head and smiled brightly.

"Oops!"

Dumbledore was shocked. Before he could react, the Elder Wand was taken away from his arms, and a sharp sword pierced his chest...

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