The students appeared in an unfamiliar hall through the door keys made by wine glasses.

A few little wizards who had been here soon recognized that this was the lobby of the Merlin Memorial Hall.

The Merlin Medals of the Years have been awarded here.

In the room, there were also several professors and members of the Order of the Phoenix standing together.

They will take care of students here.

It not only ensures everyone's safety, but also temporarily restricts freedom and prevents news from leaking.

"Everyone stays in place and don't walk around!" Professor Sprout said loudly:

"The chiefs of each college will immediately determine the number of students.

Then, I will take you to the restaurant for dinner and stay here tonight.”

Tonight, the little wizards experienced the sudden appearance of the Dark King, surrounded by the Death Eaters, and came to the Merlin Memorial Hall again...

Many people were still in shock and did not recover.

Therefore, instead of staying still as Sprout's order, they panic searching for their familiar partners.

"Harry, I still feel like I was dreaming just now..." Ron murmured.

Unfortunately, no one responded to him.

He turned his head in confusion and became surprised, because Harry, who was originally standing next to him, suddenly disappeared.

"Harry, Harry?!"

Ron was trying to find it, and he suddenly saw a familiar back, walking through the crowd, towards the door of the room.

He shouted, "Harry, where are you going, wait for me..."

Harry paused for a moment, but did not turn around and look back, but accelerated to leave as if he was escaping.

Ron's eyes widened, and he saw Harry walking to the door, where Malfoy was already waiting.

Ron thought the two would fight, and rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over to help, but Harry raised his hand.

In his hand was a door key made by Garon.

But Ron did not see the door key, he only saw his best friend Harry holding hands with Malfoy.

Malfoy looked back, and in Ron's eyes, he had a provocative ugly face!

A feeling of loss and sadness spread in Ron's heart instantly.

It felt like Harry said to him, "Don't call me, I'm afraid Draco will misunderstand."

"Don't say goodbye to that guy?" Draco asked.

"No, if we can meet again, there is no need to say goodbye. If we can never see each other again..." Harry said calmly. "It's useless to say goodbye."

Draco looked at him, suddenly sighed, and said, "Potter, I have something that I have been holding in my heart for a long time. I wanted to ask you many years ago..."

Harry looked at Malfoy, his veritable mortal enemy for many years.

If it were before, he would not have talked to the other party at all, but at this moment he nodded calmly and said, "What's the matter?"

Draco hesitated for a moment and asked:

"If I hadn't said bad things about Hagrid in Diagon Alley that year, but I was enthusiastic about introducing you to the magic world...will we become friends?"

Harry had grown up his mouth. He never expected Malfoy to ask such a thing.

Harry was about to say "No", but he suddenly remembered his mother and Professor Snape.

Finally, he whispered: "Maybe."

Malfoy was relieved and the two disappeared from the spot at the same time.

Their goal is Malfoy Manor, and the goal they want to see is... Voldemort.

...

...

Hogwarts,

Inside the office of ancient magical literature.

Hermione stood naked on the soft bed, and William handed her a close-fitting, thin lady's soft armor.

This is the armor he made the goblins recreate.

It feels like a tights, extremely soft, but has strong defense capabilities and will not hinder the flexibility of the body.

William also arranged countless protective magic on the soft armor, which could withstand a lot of fatal damage from the attacks.

After Hermione replaced the soft armor, she moved her body and felt it fit very well. Then she changed into a clean robe.

The two of them were alone in the room and had been staying long enough. They checked their equipment. William opened the door and walked out together.

Both of them were about to leave Hogwarts, but their destinations were completely different.

William is going to kill Voldemort, and Hermione is going to lead the team to Guling Pavilion to destroy the Horcrux in advance.

Before leaving, Hermione suddenly hugged William tightly.

He felt his chest be squeezed by a plump ball, like a persimmon that was about to fall.

Although it has not been completely swelling and ripe yet, it is heavy enough.

They just hugged each other, their lips pressed against each other.

Finally, Hermione let go of her arms, and she didn't say anything to encourage each other.

And like his wife for many years, she smiled gracefully and helped him carefully clean up his clothes and sent them to the stairs.

The girl stood there alone, and before he could turn around, she hurriedly ran towards the corridor window.

William quickly walked out of the castle gate and walked along the empty road towards the forbidden forest.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at a window as if he had a heart of mind.

this time,

She smiled.

I was also satisfied.

...

...

Standing on the edge of the forbidden forest,

Voldemort looked at the Hogwarts Castle in the distance with a gloomy face.

The general attack had already begun, and they also played for twenty minutes, but there was no progress.

To be more precise, the ancient defensive magic of the castle is like a glass cover that protects the school.

The Death Eaters army was blocked, and they all held their wands, constantly releasing spells, smashing them on the defensive shield.

The magic shield is full of golden light, and it looks more like a dazzling undefeated golden body.

It was too thick, as thick as a tortoise shell, and it was not something these wizards could shake.

Voldemort held his hands in his chest, looked at the gorgeous scene impatiently, and asked casually:

"Oakland, how long do you say they will take to break this magic?"

Although Auckland, who was standing beside him, felt that it might never be broken, he observed his words and expressions, and knew that the Dark King was in a bad mood, so he carefully flattered:

"Maybe... your army can break through in half an hour, letting you step on the land of Hogwarts."

Voldemort glanced at him and said coldly dissatisfiedly:

"It's too slow. With this time, Stark may have transferred all the students out."

After that, he will also deal with the endgame between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Time is endless, and it is once a lifetime to be so good as tonight.

How could he just waited for half an hour to barely enter the Hogwarts gate?

His wand was already hungry and thirsty, and he couldn't wait to attack Hogwarts.

This castle is like a beautiful woman. At this time, she has lost the protection of the strong and is about to be on her body.

He was wearing more and thicker clothes, but he refused to untie patiently, just trying to violently tear them apart.

"Have you ever seen my peak power?!"

Voldemort's voice echoed in the ears of the Death Eaters. They all stopped attacking and turned their heads to look.

The Dark King stood high, wearing a wide black robe, and he raised his wand high.

The tip of the stick suddenly rose, and the light shone everywhere. The splendor was even better than the glory of the magic shield.

It also highlights Voldemort's bare head...it looks like a 1,500,600-watt light bulb.
To be continued...