The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

At the time of life and death, the hallucinations and reality in Harry's eyes overlapped. In his view, Wormtail's cruel and ugly face gradually intertwined with a pale, noseless face as smooth as snake scales.

The woman's screams were still echoing, and the sound sounded far away, like a cry from the other side of the cold valley, and it seemed that there had been a long interval of thirteen years - at this moment, Harry's scar There was a sharp pain, as if a red-hot iron was embedded in the bone.

"Ah!" he yelled in pain, all the strength in his body dissipated, and his soul seemed to fall into the cold winter river.

Harry could no longer see the real scene clearly, and his connection with Voldemort's soul was so deep that a memory that did not belong to him but belonged to the Dark Lord emerged at this moment.

——"Voldemort" walked through the dark streets of Godric's Hollow at night, stood outside the fence of a cozy house, and observed the scene in the living room from afar through the bright windows.

He saw a black-haired man in glasses, doing magic tricks for a little boy in blue pajamas. That's James Potter and his son. The father and son were very happy, with smiles on their faces and no worries.

A red-haired woman enters the living room and talks to her husband with ease. James picked up his son and handed it to his wife to take him upstairs to the bedroom, before lounging on the sofa and yawning.

Looking at the unsuspecting Potter family, Voldemort could hardly help laughing. Wormtail had revealed the secret to him, and the Fidelity Curse would naturally be ineffective, but the Potters didn't know it, and they still felt they could sit back and relax.

He barged straight into the courtyard, drew his wand, opened the door, and walked freely into the hall.

James ran over at the sound, not even holding his wand, and the moment he caught sight of Voldemort, he had only time to shout, "Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll stop him—" —”

"Avada Kedavra!"

The dazzling green light illuminated the corners of the living room, and James' soul disappeared from his body with this painful magic light. He fell to the ground suddenly like a clockwork machine exhausted of strength.

The husband died, and his wife screamed upstairs. Lily also did not hold a wand, so she could only use chairs and boxes to block the way. Power aside.

He goes into the bedroom.

Lily put her son in the cradle behind her, while she opened her arms, her youthful and beautiful face was wrinkled in fear, big and big tears flowed from her emerald green eyes, her long dark red hair was disheveled on her face, and she was caught The sweat oozing from his forehead was soaked like a pool of fresh blood.

"Don't kill Harry, don't kill Harry, please, don't kill Harry! Please, kill me, kill me..."

Lily hissed and begged, standing in front of Voldemort, she had no power to resist, when the Dark Lord approached, she could only kneel down at the most helpless speed of a mother, reached out and grabbed his robe and his legs.

Voldemort didn't intend to kill her, as long as Lily handed over her son and let Voldemort kill the son of prophecy, he could magnanimously forgive this penniless woman, not because he really had such generosity, but because he responded to his loyal and capable subordinate, West. Ferris Snape's begging.

Snape grovelingly begged Voldemort to spare Lily Potter's life. Voldemort didn't give a clear answer. Originally, he could indeed let Lily go, but the Dark Lord was tired of her desperate entanglement.

"Get out of the way, stupid woman...my last warning..."

"Have mercy...have mercy...kill me!"

Voldemort looked at Lily's face for the last time. At that moment, they were all quiet, but there was only a brief gap of less than half a second. Lily seemed to really believe that Voldemort would let Harry go, and her eyes were vividly suspicious. , fear and the color of luck.

A green light flew out from the head of the staff, Lily also fell down, her soul left her body, her emerald-like eyes were covered with dust...

Her dying gaze and expression were like an oil painting hanging over the bed in the middle of the night, and in the lightning that shot through the window instantly, it turned into a burning mark and was embedded on Harry's retina.

The Albanian morning wind whines through the woodlands.

Thirteen years later, the Dark Lord who possessed Wormtail cast the Death Curse on Harry again.

The Son of Prophecy lost the ability to resist in the severe pain, and could only lean on a young fir tree dejectedly.

"Don't touch Harry!" a woman's voice tearing through the wind, like a growling lioness, yelled, "[Expelliarmus]!"

Before Voldemort's Killing Curse broke out, Lily's Disarming Curse hit him, and the wand fell out of his hand, and the spell was naturally broken.

"What?! And wizards?"

"Wormtail" turned his head in astonishment, and then, an angry stun spell hit him, knocking him far away, and fell unconscious in the fallen leaves.

Harry was out of breath, his vision blurred, a witch approached him slowly, as if passing through the gray curtain of thirteen years of time and death, only the crimson hair was still as bright as blood.

"Oh, Harry, are you all right?" Lily said hurriedly, flustered and incoherent.

"Mom, mom..." the boy murmured, "Is that you?"

Lily held Harry in her arms and stroked his cheek lightly. The boy was almost pale and cold to the touch.

She wanted to say, "Mother is here."

But the agreement with De Lin reappeared in his heart, and he could not take the initiative to reveal his identity before completing the teaching assistant task.

De Lin never stated the price of breaching the contract, but his eyes were very meaningful.

Everyone in the magic world knows that those who play with death are doomed to escape the pursuit of death. In the story of the three brothers, only the third brother who begged for the invisibility cloak could die, because he avoided the eyes of death all his life.

Lily felt that De Lin let her hide her name and change her appearance, perhaps to prevent death from finding her.

If she admits it herself, does that mean she was noticed by the god of death and re-extradited to the kingdom of the dead?

Because of this, Lily struggled, but did not dare to say yes.

At this moment, Harry was already unconscious, his eyelids were drooping, and he just kept repeating: "Mom... Mom... I miss you so much... I will definitely... take you back from death..."

Lily couldn't hold back the tears that came out of her eyes anymore, she hugged the boy gently, put her cheek against his cheek, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, baby Harry, mom is here, no one can hurt you anymore."

The wind that blows through the forest seems to have become terrifying, like coming from the cold river Styx. Her heart was pounding, waiting for the imaginary disaster to strike.

For a long time, Lily still stayed where she was, and she didn't encounter any death. Her heart hanging in her throat was finally able to let go.

Harry in his arms made a soft sleeping sound, with a clean and relaxed smile on his lips, like a wanderer returning to his mother.

"Wait a little longer, Harry, just a little longer... Mum will be taking you home soon."

Lily cleared a piece of dry ground with a spell and carefully lowered Harry. She looked back at the boy with nostalgia, but turned and left.

By the swamp, Sirius pushed Lupine away who was on top of him.

He yelled: "What are you doing? Moon face, can you use a little bit?"

Lupine clutched the back of his head in severe pain, his eyes staring, the disarming spell was almost ready for him.

"Harry, Harry...how is it?"

Sirius turned his head anxiously to look around, and in the corner of his vision, there was a big snake meandering from the forest.

"Hiss—" Nagini approached, spitting out the letter.

Sirius yelled [Thunderbolt Explosion], a fiery red ray shot from the head of the staff at the serpent, Nagini dodged deftly, almost as lightly as swimming in the air, and then suddenly rushed to the right, the air No one shot a curse from the left, it was Ron.

"No! It's very flexible!" Ron, who appeared, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted to remind him.

Sirius, Lupine, Hermione, and Neville also cast spells one after another, and brilliant magical auras lit up in the woods. The big snake Nagini used the trees as a cover, dodging around, and occasionally hit him with a few spells, but part of the power was absorbed by its scales, causing no serious damage.

Lily's roar "Let go of Harry!" came from the distant forest.

Startled, Hermione immediately took out a scroll from her bosom and tore it open.

"Be careful of my ice storm!" she shouted, the magical aura in the scroll was transformed into ice elements, and under the constraints of the spell configuration, it formed a short columnar frost-white vortex with a diameter of five feet, sweeping the cold wind more than ten feet away He galloped towards Nagini.

Ron and Neville quickly dodged to avoid being affected. They Apparated and left the place, and then took out the magic scroll from their arms.

"Neville! Leave it alone and go see how Harry is doing!" Hermione shrieked.

The big snake swam vigorously, dodging an ice storm, its black and green scales were covered with a thin layer of frost, and its speed plummeted. Ron tore open the scroll in his hand, and a cloud of purple lightning appeared in his palm.

"Monster, eat my lightning beam!" The red-haired boy screamed, and shot a thunderbolt in his hand, hitting Nagini hard.

The big snake was so shocked that its bones lit up. It raised its head and neighed, then fell limply to the ground.

At this time, Nagini had not been transformed into a Horcrux by Voldemort, and his combat effectiveness was not very significant. Had Voldemort been given a little more time to prepare, Nagini would have been even more terrifying.

"It's dead?" Hermione carefully stood at a distance, not approaching the snake.

"Where's Harry?" Ron looked around.

Neville carried the fallen Harry out of the woods, with Wormtail fainting behind him, "He's fine! He just passed out!"

"Wormtail?"

"I was knocked out too!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and after looking at each other, they all showed relaxed and grateful smiles. (end of this chapter)