Hogwarts Homecoming

Across a hollow corridor, Harry looked at Cedric opposite.

The pride of Hufflepuff House, a warrior who represented Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament.

He roared crazily, and Harry, with his sharp eyesight, could see the sad tears on Cedric's face.

He waved his magic wand like crazy, killing the little leprechauns that were rushing towards him, preventing the monsters from getting close to his beloved girl!

The girl in his arms had blood on her forehead. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. Her face looked so peaceful.

The world was noisy, but Harry felt like his heart was hollow.

"Move!"

Sirius roared, and a burst of purple magic fire came out of his wand to drive back the leprechauns who were also rushing towards them.

It seems that he has sensed the breath of life.

The other monsters climbing up the wall jumped onto this corridor. The previously 'empty' corridor was becoming 'filled' at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Move!"

Mr. Weasley roared too.

Harry came back to his senses. He was confused for a while. Instinctively, he looked at Hermione and Ron beside him. He wanted to ask his closest friends what they thought.

Hermione - she kept shaking her head slightly, covering her mouth and eyes filled with tears. Ron was mumbling something, but Harry couldn't hear it clearly.

"Don't hurt my students!"

Professor Flitwick shouted. Harry couldn't believe that the funny Professor Flitwick, who had been teaching them spells, could roar like that.

He was more flexible than Harry expected.

Professor Flitwick dragged his long robe tail, slashed with his wand, clearing a narrow path for himself, and then rushed over at the lead.

All the adult wizards here stood in front of the young wizards. Professor McGonagall turned the extinguished torches on the wall into a metallic rope, binding several leprechauns.

Neville's father threw out several bright red curse lights one after another. Several ferocious-looking fire crabs were hit and rolled on the ground. However, after they stabilized their bodies, they did not faint. Instead, they charged at them even more fiercely with their pincers. to them.

"Be cruel!"

Seeing this scene, Frank yelled,

"These monsters are not ordinary, ordinary magic has no effect on them!"

Then, Sirius and the others started bombing wildly!

While supporting the magic barrier, they used control and explosion spells to repel the monsters blocking the way, clearing the way for the little wizards behind them!

Woo!

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air outside the corridor where they were, and a huge black shadow blocked the hazy sky.

"Sirius, it's a dragon!"

Just as Harry had time to roar, the fire dragon with a wingspan of more than twenty feet and a back covered with sharp bone spurs arrived.

Click!

The bone dragon's sharp bone claws were embedded deeply into the outer wall, and large rocks fell rustlingly.

Boom!

The bone wings were slashed horizontally, and in a violent earthquake, several pillars supporting the corridor were cut off, and smoke billowed.

Harry's heart sank!

The huge body of this ferocious bone dragon, which held its terrifying head high and seemed to be swallowing something, cut off the way forward. They could not move forward unless they were killed.

And every second you waste here, more monsters will be attracted.

"roar!"

A deafening roar sounded, but it was not the Bone Dragon that roared, but Hagrid.

In the second that Harry hesitated, Hagrid had already taken action. He let out a wild roar and charged towards the bone dragon with indomitable determination!

"Hagrid, you want it!"

Sirius, whose eyes were astonished, hadn't finished shouting--

Boom!

Hagrid and the bone dragon, who was about to spit out dragon flames, collided hard!

The entire corridor shook.

Then--

The terrifying fire dragon was knocked out of the corridor, screaming and falling to the ground. Hagrid fell with it.

Harry saw Hagrid, who was firmly tied to Dragon Kiss, turning his head in the air. He looked at the people in the corridor. Harry saw Hagrid smiling at him.

Immediately, Hagrid and Bone Dragon, who were entangled together, were swallowed up by the gray mist that filled the air and disappeared from his sight.

"Hagrid!"

It wasn't just Harry, many people let out heart-rending roars at this moment.

"Shut up, everyone, Hagrid may be fine!!!"

However, before everyone could vent their sorrow, Sirius roared even more violently.

Harry looked at his godfather who turned to look at him. His eyes were as red as a hungry wolf who was cornered.

"We don't have time to be sad. There are at least hundreds of children in the auditorium. Follow me and rush down!"

Harry's sobs were stuck in his throat and he let out a roar full of grief and anger just like Cedric had before.

They charged into the burning world and cleared away the monsters blocking their way.

Cedric

When Professor Flitwick arrived, he stopped moving.

He collapsed on the ground, holding the sleeping Qiu tightly in his arms, his eyes lifeless.

"How's the situation in Ravenclaw's tower? Talk!"

Sirius roared.

'Many people died and were injured'

Cedric cried sadly, like a helpless child.

"Act as planned!"

Sirius pulled Cedric up, ignoring Cedric's frantic kicks and keeping Cho Chang in place as his body lost all warmth.

Harry saw his godfather looking at him, looking at his friends,

"Stay alive, understand? Use the skills Amosta gave you."

Without time for too much farewell, Sirius, Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout rushed upstairs.

"Hold on for twenty minutes!"

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Professor McGonagall and Mr. Weasley also had to go upstairs and rush to Gryffindor's tower from the corridor above.

Mr. Weasley looked at his children with reluctance, but he still left.

"Let's go down."

Frank took over Sirius's command of their actions.

Entering the castle, it was a little calmer here.

The biggest obstacle to their descent was the broken stairs, and the monsters had not yet broken into the castle.

On the way, they met two little Ravenclaw wizards who were crushed by the collapsed wall. They were only in the second grade and sat in the ruins crying desperately.

Boom!

I don't know what was hitting the castle. In the violent shaking, all the stairs below were broken, and they could only go down by detour.

After walking through the intricate corridors inside the castle for two minutes, Harry passed Professor Braine's office.

The door of the office was wide open. Kingsley and the strikers of the Ministry of Magic were not inside. There were only some fainted Death Eaters in the office.

"It must have been Kingsley and the others--"

Frank hurriedly looked over and said,

"There is no way to take care of them. We can't save ourselves now."

Boom!

"No!"

Amid the terrifying roar, a heart-wrenching roar sounded, from a student,

"No!!!"

Harry was stunned, then shouted,

"It's Malfoy!"

"The Slytherin student from last night?"

Frank hesitated, then made up his mind,

"We have to save him!"

Why did Malfoy make such a desperate roar? Harry was silent, he thought he already knew the answer.

They rushed forward for dozens of feet, then turned right, crossed a pile of ruins and came to a corridor with many paths.

The scene in front of them suffocated everyone!

Centaurs!

There were at least a dozen centaurs, each of them was stronger than Ronan and the others Harry knew!

But they were not the centaurs of the Forbidden Forest. Harry could tell from the gray mist rising around them that they were monsters.

They stood under the dome at the intersection of two wide corridors, holding up wooden spears in their hands, aiming at --

Draco Malfoy.

He knelt on the ground crying, kneeling beside a man pierced by a pitch-black wooden spear.

Even though the man had only one breath left, he still raised his wand and pointed it at the centaurs surrounding them, until he saw Harry and his group running towards them, the wand slipped from his weak hand.

"Survive"

Lucius gently wiped the blood off Draco's cheek, he looked at Draco, his eyes full of regret.

Thousands of words, finally turned into one sentence,

"I love you, son."