School hospital,

Harry was lying on the hospital bed, and although his chest hurt, he was still excited to tell everyone about his experience in the cemetery.

"William's wand just pointed, and such a large cliff... was blown open... like a meteorite, smashing towards the Death Eater..."

"That's so big... how big is it?" Ron, who was on the bed next door, couldn't help asking.

Everyone else looked at him, and Ginny rolled her eyes even more, feeling a little disliked Ron.

After a while, he always interfered in Harry's mouth, interrupting the coherence of the story.

You want to interrupt, can't you wait for no one?

But Harry was waving his hand and gestured, sometimes so big, sometimes so big, and it was difficult to explain clearly, which really made people anxious.

"It's probably four times bigger than our castle... no! Seven or eight times!" Harry said exaggeratedly.

"Next!" Bill asked.

"William threw Voldemort into blood with one punch, and he hit the tombstone.

But no Death Eater dared to move and hid in fear."

Everyone took a breath. Why didn't they sound like wizards, but they were like boxers who were unethical.

Charlie thought: "I didn't expect William to do this. When he is fine, he can talk to him for a while."

Harry was very satisfied with everyone's expression and continued:

"You didn't see it. The two of them fought each other next, spells against spells, explosions against explosions, illuminating the sky.

I stood behind William and kept watching them, from the cemetery to the hillside, they fought back and forth for half an hour.

William took the knife and fell, and he didn't blink at all!"

Ron wanted to interrupt tactically again and asked whether to do the eyes or not, but Ginny glared at him.

"That guy, that scene...that's quite big!"

Harry spitted everywhere, squirting on Charlie and Bill's faces by the bed.

As he spoke, he was infected by his own words... the spirit was as if he was fighting Voldemort at that time.

Oh... I feel like a sense of substitution!

Mrs. Weasley handed a bowl of potion and whispered: "Drink it quickly, Harry, the medicine is almost cold."

Harry started drinking in big gulps, as if he was drinking. He stretched out a finger and said, "Fudi... The mysterious man almost died there.

It’s not Auror that comes, William will definitely be able to kill him!”

If William was here, listening to Harry's boast, he would probably have a stomachache. He wanted to give himself a "ear plug" to listen.

"Harry, how did you get hurt? Was it also caused by fighting the mysterious man?" Ron brought up any pot without opening any pot.

Harry was embarrassed.

He was too embarrassed.

Harry's ribs were broken.

If Voldemort did it, it would be okay, but Voldemort had nothing to do, it was William who kicked it!

At that time, in order to prevent Harry from being hit by Voldemort's spell, William took the opportunity to give him a kick.

The strength was well controlled, but the angle was not good. When Harry flew out sideways, he accidentally hit the stone and the bones broke.

Of course, Harry was not dissatisfied with the kick from William, after all, it was to save him.

He is William's number one dog licking now.

But how to say it, no one wants his epitaph to read:

"The boy who survived Harry Potter's disaster died during the War between Voldemort and Stark.

Cause of death: When the onlookers were accidentally kicked to death by Stark."

This is a way of death, too...that's so majestic.

"You know what I'm going to tell you to do. If you have no objection...If you're ready..."

"No problem," said Snape.

His face looked paler than usual, and his cold black eyes flashed with strange light.

"So, good luck." Dumbledore sighed.

"As for you... Sirius, you and William and Hermione leave, they both have something to tell you," Dumbledore said.

"Let's go." William looked at Hermione, who nodded and led the way out of the ward.

The three of them quickly left the ward, and Sirius asked in a low voice:

"William, snot...I mean, what is he going to do with Snape?"

William glanced at him and shook his head and said, "Don't inquire, it's the same confidential task as you."

"What? There is a secret mission!" Sirius jumped. "As long as I don't stay at home, I can do whatever I want!"

"This mission is very important, Sirius." Hermione said seriously. "No problem arises."

Looking at Hermione's expression, Sirius also curled his smile: "What mission?"

"You need to be a Death Eater." William smiled.

"What?" Sirius was shocked.

Hermione escaped the key and opened Professor McGonagall's office.

In the corner, there is a big box.

"I asked Hermione and Professor McGonagall to catch him. He was about to escape." William hugged his chest with his hands and watched Hermione open the box.

"What exactly is it?" Sirius said curiously.

William was becoming more and more mysterious. He had previously directed him to capture Barty Crouch Jr.

Then, he actually fought with the resurrected Voldemort.

I don’t know what to do now!

Hermione opened the box and the three of them looked down, and Sirius screamed.

There was a big pit at the bottom of the box, like a basement. There was a person lying on the floor about three meters deep.

Kakarov.

"I want you to become Kakarov and go to Demstrong to be the principal."

William smiled.

bite!

It's closer to the principal of the third school.

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Chapter completed!