Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2573: Distance

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After spending the first half of the night chatting casually with Sarah, he spent most of the rest of the time watching the magic sand table and sorting out his thoughts.

Then the night passed as the water vapor in the air thickened and faded.

It's not raining. It's just that the weather is still unpredictable, and it looks like the faces of those wives sitting in the living room waiting for their husbands to return late.

Until the early morning of the next day, when the first ray of light was cast on the coast by the rising sun, the familiar figure finally appeared beside the flagpole outside the central tent.

Sarah, sitting not far from the door, actually noticed the man as he approached.

But she didn't move immediately, but after waiting for the other party to stand outside for a while, she raised her head slightly from her busy work and glanced at Maca in the tent.

At the sand table, Maca nodded at Sarah, who then walked out with a half-doll.

……

"Sarah."

Hermione has been here for a while, but even at the entrance to the tent, she still hasn't been able to actually go in. When she saw Sarah coming out, she couldn't help but say hello to the other party, although she knew very well in her heart that the person inside would definitely have noticed whether she was coming or speaking at the moment.

To be honest, although she was reluctant to admit it, but yesterday, when she saw the ice coffin melt away and "that person" woke up from inside, she was actually much more "at ease" in her heart. too "resistance".

Perhaps it was precisely because she wanted to escape the peace of mind that made her feel numb, that she chose to stay away from that place for the first time after confirming that it seemed that it was really "him".

However, after that, the other party hurried to find them again, and even said a lot... a lot of things that would probably never have been told to them before. Even though he still didn't answer the question she most wanted to know, it was clear that he had explained to them the reasons why he couldn't say it.

Then there was a whole night of silence, which gave Hermione enough space and time to cool down her mind, thinking for most of the night in the dim light, and it was not until late at night that she was still in the dark The peace of mind that had not been completely dissipated fell into a deep sleep.

She will not realize until she wakes up before dawn. Since "he" left her and others, including herself, everyone may have been waiting for this day to come - even after experiencing hardships and challenges, interrogating the body and mind, in self-doubt, The determination to grow and the occasional abandonment wandered forward, and even in the end, in the Buckingham Palace incident, he gritted his teeth and split his heart.

But even so, it seems that I really no longer have any nostalgia for it. When it comes to the end, it seems that I can't completely give up that feeling after all.

Not just herself, but Ron, and Neville, Hannah, Ginny...and of course, Harry, who seems to have made up his mind and won't look back.

After all, isn't this the ending everyone has been waiting for? Everything that happened before must be hidden inside! Instead of believing in the "he" who looks like a devil from the outside and inside, why don't you believe in the more kind and gentle him now?

Even if she thinks back to this day, she still can't find any flaws in that "devil Maca" that can prove that "he" is not Maca...

"Miss Granger," Sarah, who appeared at the entrance of the tent, swept her head towards the entrance behind her, "Aren't you going in?"

Hearing this, Hermione, who was looking sideways at the eastern sky, turned her head slightly and glanced at the tent subconsciously. Only from this angle, it is difficult to see his figure.

Hermione just glanced at her, then quickly withdrew her gaze and looked back at Sarah in front of her. She paused, and said softly as if to change the subject:

"As I recall, you've been calling me 'Hermione' lately."

Sarah, who has been with her for so long, but her figure is still as petite as before, raised her head slightly and looked at her fixedly:

"I thought that using the old name might help you get used to it more quickly...or is it just me being nosy?"

Hearing Sarah say that, Hermione was taken aback for a moment. After a few seconds, she pursed her lips, and finally cast her gaze to the depths of the camp behind the other party again.

Seeing this, Sarah took a step aside and let the door open.

"Then I'll go first...and, thanks."

And at the moment Hermione lifted her foot and walked into the entrance of the tent, two figures just happened to appear in the shadow by a tent in the distance. One of the shorter ones was supporting the taller one. When he saw this scene, the expression on the taller figure's face seemed a little complicated.

After a moment of stagnation, the figure who was being supported swayed slightly, seemingly taking a half step back. Then, a very faint voice sounded.

"Go, go back."

"Harry!"

The girl who was supporting him seemed to be unwilling and just walked away, unwilling to move her footsteps, and called out to him softly.

Originally, with the boy's strength, even if the injury has not recovered, he could easily pull the girl who was supporting him away. However, at the girl's soft call, he still stopped the momentum of turning around again

^0^, the footsteps hesitated and stayed in place.

Then the girl said again~IndoMTL.com~ just hugged his arm and said seriously:

"Hermione must have been in the same mood as you these days... no, she must have suffered even more. But even so, she chose to face 'him' again. What happened yesterday Lupin and the others also talked about it in the evening. Needless to say, it must be Hermione's decision after careful consideration... No matter what 'he' is, at least Hermione is a good friend we never doubted, and this time , I think we should still trust her, shouldn't we?"

The girl's voice gradually settled, and the surroundings returned to silence. The boy held the sword that never left his body, and pursed his lips in silence for a long time.

Perhaps he thought about something again, or maybe he had nothing to think about for a long time, just let his head calm down for a while, and then the boy spoke again, looking at the tent over there and said:

"Is that...'he', or, in other words, which is the real 'he'?"

"I don't know either." The girl shook her head. "Perhaps Hermione already knew that! You know...she's so smart."

My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^