, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Not everyone's eavesdropping is so informative.
"Let's go to the library." He whispered to Peter, "I'd like to ask to check something out - uh, if you're not sleepy?"
"Okay or not." Peter blinked at him in the darkness and said nonchalantly, "You know I'm not familiar with it here, so I'll just follow your lead, Harry."
Harry nodded, then looked around, and after judging that they were on the second floor, guiding Peter in his head, the two of them walked all the way to the library. Hogwarts is very quiet at night, and the stairs are also resting, so Peter was very sorry: "I really want to experience the moving stairs."
Harry could only say: "You will have a chance."
They arrived at the library smoothly, without the professor or the night guard and his cat. They went straight to the archives. Harry rummaged through the old newspapers, while Peter was by his side, using it much faster than him. Playing with the newspapers with moving photos one by one at a fast speed.
...Someone has looked for this newspaper. Harry dug out a newspaper from ten years ago and found that it was not as dusty as other newspapers and had obvious signs of being turned, so he made this conclusion in his mind. He held up a flashlight and let the light shine on it. The big title paired with the terrifying picture was so scary that it was almost shocking in the dark night.
The content was very simple, and Harry almost understood the main idea after skimming it a few times - Sirius Bck was accused of betraying Mr. and Mrs. R, and after killing another of their friends and thirteen innocent people, he blew up the A whole street. Before this, everyone knew that he was the best friend of Mr. and Mrs. R, but the actual situation was that he turned to the side of the Dark Lord without everyone knowing it. Like his family and his cousin, he was full of sins. body and was thrown into Azkaban for imprisonment.
Betrayed by a friend.
These words, this sentence, were chewed repeatedly in Harry's mouth and echoed in his head. Even though his love for his biological parents was a recent one, Harry still couldn't help but feel sad when he knew this kind of detail - this kind of detail that led to their death.
He grew up in an environment that may not be so ordinary, but was definitely sunny and had healthy family relationships, so it was hard to imagine that being betrayed by a friend during the war could actually exist except that it happened here.
Charles never took the initiative to tell Harry this. Harry knew what he meant. He didn't want Harry to grow up with the burden of revenge. He hoped that Harry would not look at the past things, but always look backward and towards the future. .
Unfortunately, the wizarding world seemed to have placed a curse on Harry, which had never ceased since he entered school.
"Their friends betrayed them and sold them to the Dark Lord," Harry chewed on this sentence again and again unconsciously. "Betrayal, betrayal, yes, he did these things, but in what way? Why? ?”
"What are you talking about?" Peter asked beside him, slightly confused.
Only then did Harry realize that he had said everything in his head.
…………
"Okay, let's sort out what you know - the two professors just now are your father's classmates, one is from our side and the other is from the enemy side." He held up two fingers and held the drumstick in his other hand. , he said with a greasy mouth, "And now you find out that a murderer is another friend of your father, and the reason why he is in prison is because he betrayed your father and mother's death - your father has many friends, Yes or no?"
Harry held a cup of hot chocolate, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly nodded: "...Yes, and it only takes one friend's betrayal, and they are...all finished."
"Is this difficult for you to understand?" Peter put down the drumstick and looked at Harry's face, "It was a war, anything could happen, but you seem...hard to accept this."
"I just...well, maybe I just feel sad," Harry put down the cup of chocolate, and the boy sat on the bed, his facial expressions tangled together, "Maybe I just really have a hard time understanding and accepting being alone. Why can he be so bad that he almost single-handedly killed all his friends?"
The word friend is very shining in Harry's life. He may have been alienated by his friends when he was a child, but that is not important - after he was six years old, he was often taken to school to play. His well-behaved personality and His special status makes him have no shortage of friends. Well, it's not that everyone wants to be friends with him for Charles's sake, but it is obvious that everyone in the school is willing to be friends with him from the beginning because they respect and like Charles. Charles' son has a natural kindness.
And now - Harry felt that his life experience was rainy and heavy. He seemed to have suddenly become the most pitiable child in the wizarding world, and everyone seemed to think of him that way. Great, now he knew why he learned The senior sister specifically asked him to take care of him, and why did everyone barely mention this? Apparently everyone felt that Sirius Bck was here for him, and it was easy to understand their recent worry and anxiety about wanting to kill him.
After r finished chewing the chicken leg, he wiped it with a piece of paper and said lightly: "Maybe there is a difference between them."
"The relationship between John and Bobby is the worst among friends. They often quarrel and have disagreements." Harry tried hard to figure out this matter from the mentality of friends he knew. It was still uncomfortable, "But when Bobby After being insulted by his brother with bad words, John was even more angry than Bobby. They are still on the same team, and if a dangerous situation occurs, I don't think John and Bobby will betray each other."
"Oh, sweetheart," Peter raised his hand and touched his head, "Maybe that person didn't regard your father as a friend from the beginning. Maybe he... was controlled by some kind of magic. You can't tell. Look, S.H.I.E.L.D. previously issued a declaration saying that Hawkeye was controlled by the evil god Loki before he rebelled." He racked his brains to find something to say to comfort Harry, "Maybe he was so bad from the beginning, maybe he has some leverage against the other party. In your hands, who knows, you don’t understand the situation after all.”
"My parents must be very sad," Harry said slowly, his eyes staring at one place without focus. "They only knew at the moment they were killed that they trusted the wrong person and that their friend betrayed them."
It's a double disservice.
r scratched the silver hair on his head in distress - who can tell him how to enlighten a child when he is distressed by such a heavy problem?
"So are you sad about this? Your parents were betrayed?" He tried to make the topic simpler.
"...Betrayed by a friend," Harry pouted unconsciously and knitted his eyebrows together, "Betrayed by a best friend. That's what the newspaper said."
"Well, I don't know what's going on with your parents and their damn ex-friends."
r looked around, and a table suddenly appeared on the floor next to his bed, with a glass of juice on it. "How timely, I love magic-" He drank them in one gulp, then sat up cross-legged and picked up a large glass of juice. The quilt on the bed wrapped the two of them in darkness, and said in a soft voice full of pretentiousness, "Come on, the boys' secret time is up."
Harry was so helplessly wrapped up in him, staring in the sudden darkness and protesting: "—Hey! What are you doing?"
"Whenever boys tell secrets," Peter said proudly, "it must be in a secret space that is small enough. I learned this from watching TV series."
"Like a quilt nest?" Harry asked, dumbfounded.
"For example, the quilt nest." Peter breathed out a few rapid breaths. He didn't know whether what he was about to say would be helpful to the boy, but he personally felt that it should be enough to explain something. "You know what I have never said before? A guy was rescued from the Pentagon, right?"
"Yes, you said it was Uncle Erik." Because Peter used a soft, secretive, almost whispering tone, Harry couldn't help but whisper, "...Um, speaking of which, why was he imprisoned? In the Pentagon?”
"...You have to ask Charles about this, I can't tell you without permission," Peter smacked his lips, "Oh, okay, what I can tell you is that he has done a lot of illegal things and killed people - you know that time There’s a war, right?”
Harry opened his mouth in surprise: "...I don't know, no, I mean, I didn't know they were involved."
"Oh, anyway, he was locked up in a plastic and glass prison. I was still a teenager at that time. I was bored at home every day, playing Pac-Man, watching TV, playing table tennis with myself, and so on. One day Charles and the others came and told me that they needed my help with something."
"——Let you save Uncle Erik." Harry responded.
"Yes," Peter said happily, "I was really bored at that time. Although I could sneak out and play around, my mother's anger was also very scary... Anyway, after hesitating for a while, I agreed, and I did Here we are, do you know what the first thing your dad did when he saw Erik?"
Harry thought hard, thinking about his father's gentle and tolerant temper, and the long-standing friendship between his father and Uncle Eric: "Hug him and say 'I finally meet you, Erik', or 'I'm running out of time, come with me. Walk?'"
r was pleased by the ignorant answer. He burst into laughter. He put one hand around Harry's neck, stretched out his other hand from the quilt and took out another glass of juice and handed it to Harry, but when he drank it, he faced His ears said: "You guessed it wrong - the first time your father saw him, before he said a word, he raised his fist and gave him a hard and angry blow, and still said hello to his face... Then His posture is particularly standard and powerful, and his expression is also extremely fierce."
Harry lived up to his expectations and squirted out the juice he had just drank.
"Ahem! What did you say-" Harry was shocked, "Are you talking about my father?! Or...I made a mistake? The person you are talking about is not Uncle Erik?! My...god, Are you talking about my dad? Me, dad?! My dad is almost like Uncle Erik... isn't he the best relationship with Uncle Erik!"
"Yes, your father, Charles Xavier, there is no doubt that it can't be your aunt's change, right? Their relationship is good... okay, maybe too good?" When Peter talked about this, he still felt that he still remembered it. "At that time, he seemed very angry. He wanted to strangle his old friend and throw him back to prison. Anyway, he didn't seem to want to save him because he tried to warn him. He, your Uncle Erik, is not allowed to kill, and the other party reacted very negatively. Your father seems to want to punch him again... But we will have to escape soon." He waved his hand, "I heard Their argument on the road was so serious that it nearly killed them all.”
"………………"
Harry was too shocked to say a word.
"Okay, it's not my original intention to break the gossip, but you also know that they have a very good relationship, right?" Peter scratched his hair, "But I want to say... in their relationship, there will still be disagreements and they will separate. , maybe some people will do something wrong, and some people will reprimand him, and a good-tempered person like Charles will also get angry. But a true friend...should never betray each other. What I want to say That's it. So don't worry about this kind of thing. Sometimes people are like this. No matter what happens, they may never be true friends in their lives, or they may be extremely loyal to each other in their lives..." Peter grabbed hold of The boy put a piece of candy in his hand and said, "Eat this piece of candy and forget bck. Don't forget why we worked so hard to stay up all night, huh? At worst, we can catch him after we solve this matter." bck, you can ask Charles to help you find it, don’t forget he has an amplifier and is the most powerful mind reader in the world."
Harry subconsciously stuffed the piece of candy into his mouth...and then burst into sour tears.
"very sour!!"
After the sour smell passed and the oxygen in the quilt was almost exhausted, Harry sat on the quilt with his legs crossed and figured it out.
"Okay, I think what you said is right," he sighed and lifted the quilt, "I still have things to do, and now is really not the time to look back. bck has already done something, and it doesn't matter if I think about the reason. Use...but wait for the police, um, Auror, wait for them to catch bck, I might find a way to know the details."
"That's it... Hey, why do you want to drink pumpkin juice?" Peter took a sip of the orange drink, frowned and swallowed it and asked dissatisfied.
"...Actually, what I'm more surprised about is, how did you find this room? It almost has everything you want!" Harry watched Peter take a piece of apple pie from the plate that appeared on the table, thinking that hogwarts was really too magical. , "I didn't even know Hogwarts had such a room."
"That's how I found it - while you were flipping through the newspaper, I ran all over the castle. When I couldn't find any interesting classrooms on the top floor, I walked back and forth in boredom. Later, when I planned to find the kitchen , this room suddenly appeared." Peter shrugged, "As soon as I entered, there was a large table waiting for me inside. I was starving, so I brought you here immediately."
"...Well, you're so lucky." Harry also took a strawberry pie and found that it was an original hogwarts kitchen craft. He took a bite and said vaguely, "We can just Spend one night here and your findings will be of great help."
"Thank you for the compliment~" the silver-haired young man raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly and replied proudly.
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Hogwarts, 9:29 a.m., Observatory.
"If you want to choose this place as an ambush point, then this guy has to know all of your class schedules." Peter looked around at the countless floating instruments and star models on the observatory, poked Saturn with his finger, and said, "This thing poked Will it explode?"
"I don't know," Harry spread his hands, thought for a moment and then put on the invisibility cloak he had just taken off in frustration, "If the time turner has been in that person's hands, I think he can definitely detect this - come here, okay? r, we can’t be seen anymore.”
They were still like that, one hugging the other and huddled in the invisibility cloak. Harry looked at the clock in his hand - it was still one minute before the 9:30 class time.
On the lawn, the students lined up one by one. Soon, just as Harry remembered, they started to go to class. The hufflepuffs were uneven and had very small errors. The operation was stable. At the time, I didn’t feel it at all. From high in the sky, Looking at it, Harry found that it was so obvious to him - he was the only one who could fly sideways and remain stable.
Although most of the girls preferred to sit sideways at the beginning, after being thrown down, they were cautious and afraid of making a fool of themselves, so they all chose to sit upright. Therefore, if you look at it from a high altitude, Harry's posture is as stable as if he is sitting on a bed. The side-sitting position is fairly obvious and fairly easy to find.
Harry couldn't help but secretly note this, and determined never to do anything provocative again.
The flying lesson went smoothly, everything went as Harry remembered, including the hufflepuff boy who fell and was injured due to the bad compatibility of the broom. He also completed this dangerous process with a good look. Harry motioned to Peter in his mind to get closer to the observation tower so he could take a closer look at the situation outside, but at this moment a scent suddenly and slowly invaded the space.
He trembled all over, clutching Peter's sleeve tightly, holding his breath as he watched the black shadow seem to come out of another space, being hooked to the ground of the observatory by an invisible hand.
This was the person who attacked him that day!
Harry took a deep breath - the person who wanted to kill him was right in front of him, only two meters away from him. If they were not careful, they might be finished.
Calm down, calm down, Harry Xavier, you are here to find clues.
Harry moved his eyes to the other person's body. The black robe covered the man's whole body, not a hair was exposed, and his voice was soft and low. Harry could only tell that he was a man, and that he was from a wealthy family - the material of the cloak, he I've only seen it on my body.
The man glanced at the scene outside, snorted, glanced around, and then did something that puzzled Harry very much - he took out a pair of trousers that were almost identical to the one in Harry's hand. golden necklace, then turned it and disappeared with a pop.
"He's gone!" Peter shouted in his head, "Where did he go with that thing?"
——Time turner!
Harry immediately understood what this man was doing! Why is it that among so many broomsticks, Harry's is the one that has gone wild? Because something like the time turner has erased all the 'unknown'!
"Shh!" He gestured to Peter, telling him not to move and nodded quickly.
To Harry's surprise, within a minute, the same man in black cloak walked up the steps again, which directly confirmed Harry's guess. Sure enough, the man no longer needed to use his eyes to catch Harry in the air. He directly took out his wand and muttered in a language that Harry could not understand. As the man chanted a long spell, a series of light spots emitted from his wand. The sharp point came out and gradually flew towards Harry in the sky. The light was very weak. Under the sunlight, ordinary people couldn't see it at all.
Then Harry's broomstick in the air began to rush wildly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," at this time, Harry actually heard Peter despising the man in his head, "Wizards need to chant for a long time to make curses? How many years behind are wizards? The current games in the United States don't even have PVE. It’s turn-based! What, are we going to rip off his vest now?”
"No," Harry shook his head very slightly and said in the mental channel, "Now is not the time to intervene. My focus is on the back, on them."
r had no choice but to step back with his outgoing leg.
Harry silently counted the time in his mind, and at the same time let go of his mental realm - this was a bit uncomfortable for him, because he still remembered that he was forced to let go of a small part of his spirit because of being frightened on the broom. The noise caused me a headache, and now I have to add another condition, which is to avoid my own spirit. This level of difficulty is comparable to that of a sprinter who suddenly realizes there is a wall in front of him. If he doesn't stop quickly, he will be doomed.
Don't let your past self face or realize your future self without being mentally prepared. This is what Dumbledore warned him, because everyone who does this is crazy.
"kindness?"
Suddenly, I don't know what went wrong. The man who had been staring at Harry in the sky suddenly turned around and walked towards Harry. The latter's heart almost stopped, but he was still surprisingly calm. He held Peter down, holding him with one hand and holding the invisibility cloak with the other, letting Peter keep winking at him and calling him in his head, but didn't move.
"What are you doing? He's coming!"
"passive!"
Harry held his breath and watched the man walking towards him and extending his hand, his heart beating out of his throat.
——Then the hand, which was wearing a strange silver ring and was obviously well-maintained, was missing.
For Harry and Peter, it was like watching a hand penetrate the invisibility cloak and penetrate their own chests. It was as easy as dropping a drop of water into the ocean without any ripples.
The moment the man retracted his hand, it seemed that he still couldn't let go of this doubt, because he immediately pointed the wand in this direction and opened his mouth——
"Damn it!"
There was a loud roar in the air, and a glass bottle fell from the sky and fell on the cursing man's robe, shattering it completely. Blue flames fluttered into the air, and soon enough, the sharp claws of a golden eagle that Harry was familiar with grabbed the cloak on the man's shoulders the moment it fell. With a strong pull, the cloak was quite loose. There is a drive to tear.
"This bird is so cool, I have to get one sometime!" Peter said in Harry's head with a look of surprise on his face. The latter was two heads and two big. He looked at the pet that the man wanted to cast a spell on and counted three silently in his mind. Eryi, then casually threw a piece of candy in his pocket at that person, and after diverting his attention, he shouted "Run" to Peter.
Thank God R ran very fast. Before the man reacted extremely quickly and cast a magic spell on this side, he took Harry and ran down the tower in a gust of wind, while Harry pulled him without saying a word, teleported directly, and landed. He had already marked the location, the owl loft and its location.
He landed in time, because after they landed, before R could stop running, he saw a red light flying over from the window, knocking down a large number of shelves used for the owls to rest. Harry calmed down and looked. At that moment, I happened to see the little brown-haired witch exclaim, pushing the little platinum-blond wizard who was complaining about his pet's disobedience to the ground aside. Then there was a rumble, and the place where they were standing was already a mess.
Many owls were frightened and flew out of the window, but Harry knew that this was by no means the end. He jumped off Peter while he and Harry had no time to check what was going on, and pulled Peter to hide behind the door. To be precise. , is the blind spot next to the door.
"If someone slaps the door against the wall at this time -" Peter said dryly, "we will be slapped flat, absolutely."
"Don't bother me Peter," Harry put his finger on the side of his forehead, feeling that his brain was hurting because in addition to the malicious thoughts of the students, he was also forced to receive the chaotic emotions of the owls after being frightened, "I'm about to I can no longer feel the malice of that person, I feel like I have fallen into a thousand ducks - wait, why is he getting closer! It's not so fast from the observatory!"
"Time turner, Harry!" Peter realized that if he didn't speak louder, the poor boy would not be able to hear his voice at all, so he had to try hard to noisy him in his head, "Time turner!! He can be alone Did you forget that it appears in different places! Time turner!"
"……I forgot."
Harry looked at the figure appearing at the door with a little despair and murmured.
The figure was like the bad guys in all the movies, throwing spells at and without saying a word - Harry escaped the spell with a push that was beyond his expectations, and fell down softly at the same time, Harry You can almost hear the curses in his mind before his friend lost consciousness.
"To my surprise," the man took a step forward, and his voice suddenly became very blurry. At least Harry couldn't tell whether he was a boy or a girl like before, "there are actually two first-grade children here. Trying to stop me. It's so funny that a little witch with the most noble pure-blood identity and a Muggle-born is willing to join forces to make this little farce to disturb me - then, miss, you are prepared to bear it Is this move the end?”
The brown-haired girl let out a loud sob. Her eye circles were red and swollen from crying, but she still firmly stood in front of her slytherin classmates. She was desperate and on the verge of collapse, but refused to give in. She was shocked in her heart why this person suddenly He appeared here, but refused to show his cowardice: "You - scum!!! Murderer!! Go away!! Stay away from us!"
She raised her wand towards the man - although Harry could see the girl's calves were shaking.
"Why do you say that?" The man's words were extremely elegant. "You have to know - if I wanted it, the child behind you would have died long ago. The only reason why I left him alive is because of my kindness."
"What about Harry!" the little witch screamed, "Harry - why did you want to harm Harry!!"
"You have no evidence, young lady," the man chuckled, "just rely on what you saw to tell others about your hardships. I'm afraid not many adults can completely believe this. Get out of the way, girl, I want Inviting that Malfoy boy to my house to do me a small favor is ridiculous. I had intended to let you sleep peacefully, but it's a pity that the boy had to show his unnecessary gentlemanly behavior at this moment. "
Harry almost couldn't hold on to the Invisibility Cloak - Dumbledore had clearly said he was safe! If what he said was true, what kind of situation was this that would lead to a 'safe and sound' outcome? !
Blushing: "Don't even think about asking him to be a hostage! I won't let you pass!"
"--Then there's no way."
The man seemed too lazy to continue to maintain politeness. Without even uttering a spell, he waved his wand and floated the girl in the air——
——But the next second, no, within half a second, the girl disappeared.
"I just felt that someone was spying on my whereabouts," the man chuckled, not surprised, but flicked his wand, "Why don't you come out?"
No one answered him. Because Harry was busy covering his mouth - at this time, the answer would reveal his direction, and there was no point in showing off his words.
Suddenly, before the man could react, with a few clicks, he had to drop the wand - it turned into a frozen popsicle. Under the extremely low temperature, if he didn't let go, the skin on his hand would... He was stuck to the ice and froze to death along with him.
"Hey man, where are you looking?"
A joke sounded in his ears like a greeting. The man was just slow for half a second before he punched him in the face quickly and hard, and then kicked him hard towards the door. outside. But that's not all. The man thought he would hit the wall, but he didn't expect that he would turn again halfway, because another sudden punch knocked him in the other direction, and his cloak was completely knocked off. His head was exposed.
"Wow, this is the first time I've seen such an ugly person," Peter sighed with his hands on his hips and stepped on that face hard. “It feels so good to step on someone’s face.”
The man let out a muffled grunt, and his lips seemed to be squirming again, but he would not let go of this small detail. He kicked him away at high speed, avoiding the fate of being crushed together with the wall.
"Wow, are you so cruel without the curse?" He patted his chest in fear, and then ran back to Harry who was packing the invisibility cloak: "We have to find a way to prevent him from using the curse. Really, do you wizards rely on the spell-casting system of your equipment?! Haven’t you already frozen his wand?”
If it weren't for the wrong timing, Harry would have wanted to tell Peter that he barely used a wand. He thought for a while and used Bobby's ability on the man who was kicked away and struggling to get up on the ground with bruises on his face.
I can do it. Harry emphasized to himself.
I must do it. He repeated to himself again, and then quickly cooled the room so that the water vapor gathered in one place.
Click. Click, click, click.
Her eyes widened under the invisibility cloak. Before she could ask Harry why he was here, she saw an extremely dazzling light appear in the dim space.
I saw a block of ice standing there that was as tall as a person, with a perfectly cut surface, like a beautiful diamond. The light from the window, reflected by the ice, just illuminated the place, allowing me to clearly see the scene inside. , and then took a breath.
That man - that man whose face and speech were extremely unworthy, and who was extremely vulgar, was frozen in the ice, with an angry expression, like an insect in amber, unable to move.
Turned around to see Harry.
Harry knelt down next to him, looking at his pale face covered with dust and bruises, feeling full of apologies. He struggled to lift his friend's body and let him sit comfortably against the wall. His green eyes kept staring at the ice, for fear that the ice would break in the next second.
"...Harry?" He asked softly and in disbelief, "Really - is it really you?"
Shh.
She saw Harry shushing her, shaking his head, and then hurried out of here together with the young man who was so fast that she couldn't see clearly, and disappeared. The girl stayed there for a while, and it wasn't until the professors poured into the room that she realized what the shush meant.
When asked by the professors whose handiwork the frozen man was, she hesitated: "Well... it's Malfoy," she lowered her head and said in a crying voice, "His golden eagle worked hard. Buying us time - and some of Malfoy's mischievous products saved us."
It was full of loopholes and easy to verify, but Dumbledore, who came in a hurry, glanced at the piece of ice and nodded slightly without asking any more questions. Soon, Snape picked up his godson with a gloomy look and took him away. Walking towards the medical wing. At the same time, Dumbledore waved his wand and released the ice.
Strangely, when the ice melted into water, the people trapped inside slowly turned into a puddle of water - leaving only a silver ring floating in a pool of colorful water.
…
"What are you doing?" Harry asked Peter in a low voice under the invisibility cloak. The latter's lips curled up without making a sound. After pulling out a sticky note, he tore a small piece off it and took out a brooch from his body. Use the pin part to poke some small holes in it.
When Peter took out a time turner, Harry touched the one on his neck and was almost speechless: "When did you get it! You - if you stole this, we have this Otherwise it wouldn’t exist!”
"I stole it when I beat him." After Peter finished speaking, he tied the note that looked familiar to Harry to the chain of the time turner, and then secretly threw it towards a corner, "When I was bored at home, I created a set of words that only I can understand, using a pattern of dots to express meaning - well, it was inspired by Morse code. In short, what I just wrote is," he said slyly Blinking, he made a circle in the air with his hand, and said to the stunned Harry, "Turn 21 times and pick up people in Washington Square Park. Okay, Harry, don't be dazed, let's spin again, we have to Pick you up - yes, pick you up from Washington Square Park, and let you surprise my past self."
At this time, Harry finally found a thread in the mess in his head. Because he finally remembered what Peter said——
——
When he grabbed Peter and started teleporting, he finally figured everything out, and then he couldn't help but relax and show a big smile.
Exactly the same? That was what he tore off from the sticky note he carried with him at home!
…
They finished everything and connected all the things that had only beginnings to the end. They returned to the past and guarded the past Harry who suddenly landed in Washington Square Park, and then they came to Peter again. home, hiding from his mother under the invisibility cloak, holding Harry who was temporarily knocked unconscious, crossing the floor with his arms, and threw him down at Peter who was still playing games in the basement. Before throwing him down, Harry still I woke up that self conveniently.
——So, the boy with fragmented consciousness, still wearing the wizard's robe, fell from the sky and landed in front of the silver-haired young man with a surprised look on his face.
