[HP] The Last Demon King

Changed the ending, it's a bit too fast now

No matter how much Harry objected, he failed to prevent the implementation of the "Seven Potters" plan.

Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Fleur, and Mundungus all simultaneously drank the Polyjuice Potion with his hair in it.When the potion irritated their throats, they all gasped and grinned.Immediately, their facial features began to squirm and deform like hot wax.Hermione and Mundungus grew taller, while Ron, Fred, and George shrunk.Their hair had turned black, and Hermione's and Fleur's seemed to be snapping back into their scalps.

Moody, indifferent to the scene, was unlacing the two large sacks he had brought.When he straightened up, there were six Harry Potters panting heavily in front of him.

Fred and George turned to look at each other and said at the same time, "Wow - we're exactly the same!"

"Strange, I don't think I look better." Fred said, using the kettle as a mirror.

"Ouch," Fleur looked at herself at the microwave door, "Bill, don't look at me—I'm ugly."

A disarming smile surged in Harry's heart.How much he wished time had stopped here, or they had changed their minds - he never wanted to see his friends risk their lives for him again.

Although he had seen some extremely weird things, the scene in front of him was probably the weirdest he had ever seen.He watched as his six doubles rummaged through their pockets, pulled out suits, put on their glasses, and shoved their own things aside.He really wanted to ask them to respect his privacy a little bit, because they all started undressing without any qualms, showing his body with obvious nonchalance, which they certainly wouldn't do with their own bodies.

"I knew Ginny was lying when she said you had tattoos," said Ron, looking down at his bare chest.

"Harry, your eyesight is terrible," said Hermione, putting on her glasses.

After the fake Harrys were dressed, they took out their backpacks and owl cages from the second pocket, each containing a stuffed snowflake.

"Very well," said Moody, seeing at last seven well-dressed, bespectacled, and carrying suitcases standing in front of him, "this is how the groups go: Mundungus and Sirius ride broom--"

"Why am I with Black?" muttered the Harry closest to the back door.

"Because you need supervision the most, you coward!" Sirius had already walked to his side, lifting Mundungus' back collar with his metal prosthetic limb.

"But you have only one hand... to ride a broom..."

"Even if I lose both hands, I can still do a feint on a broomstick for you to see!" Sirius said bluntly.

"Sirius' Quidditch is the best of ours, and he's used to prosthetics, so you have nothing to worry about, Mundungus," said Moody impatiently.

"I said it... I'd rather be a secret keeper..."

"Shut up," growled Moody, "you boneless reptile, I told you that whatever Death Eaters we encounter, they're out to catch Potter, not kill him." Deng Bullido always said that You-Know-Who wants to kill Potter himself. The bodyguards are the ones you need to worry about the most, and the Death Eaters won't die if they see the bodyguards."

Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Sirius worriedly.Sirius caught his line of sight, let go of Mundungus and strode towards him: "Harry, don't worry, your task is to protect yourself later." He stared at Harry with a hint of distress in his expression. Dismayed.

Harry knew what he was missing, if his arm was still alive, then Harry's bodyguard would not have a second choice except Sirius, but now, for safety, he can only give up this position and step back to do it Mundungus' bodyguard.

The grouping was completed quickly, and Hagrid was the one to escort Harry.

"You follow me, Harry. Will you?" said Hagrid, looking a little worried. "We ride a motorcycle, and the broom and thestrals can't bear my weight. But when I sit on the motorcycle, I don't have much room, so You sit in the sidecar."

"Great." Harry didn't quite say what was on his mind.

"We speculate that the Death Eaters will think you ride a broomstick." Moody seemed to guess Harry's feelings, and said, "Snape has told you all about you that he hasn't mentioned before during this summer vacation." So, if we run into Death Eaters, they're going to pick Potter, who's so good at riding a broom. All right," he fastened the pockets of the fake Potter's clothes, and led the group toward the door. , while continuing, "We leave within 3 minutes. The back door doesn't need to be locked, and the Death Eaters are coming to search, and the lock can't stop them... Come on..."

"But Snape hasn't contacted us for more than a week." Harry followed closely behind him, with an aggressive tone, "Maybe he has betrayed."

"If he really betrayed, he won't lose contact with us." Moody looked back at Harry, "Harry, you have to learn to trust him."

"Just because Dumbledore believed him?"

"Okay, okay, time is running out, we'll talk about it next time," Moody said loudly, the magic eye rolling around in his socket, making sure everyone was in his rightful place, "everyone Get ready. I ask everyone to leave at the same time, or the whole diversion tactic will fail."

Everyone gets on a broom.The motorcycle roared earth-shatteringly, and Harry felt the sidecar tip dangerously to one side.He was flying through the night sky, his eyes were slightly teary, and his hair was blown back.Around him, broomsticks also rose into the air, and the long black tail of a thestral whizzed by.In the sidecar, his legs were squeezed by Hedwig's cage and his backpack, and they were already aching and numb.He was so miserable that he almost forgot to take one last look at number four, Privet Drive.When he looked over the edge of the sidecar, he couldn't make out which house it was.They flew higher and higher in the air—

Suddenly, without anyone noticing, they were surrounded.Countless hooded figures hung in the air, forming a huge circle, and members of the Order of the Phoenix flew into their encirclement without realizing it——

There were screams and blinding green lights everywhere.Hagrid yelled, and the bike flipped over.Harry didn't know where he was: streetlights overhead, shouts all around.He clung to the sidecar tightly, and Hedwig's cage, firearm and his backpack fell from under his knees—

"No—Hedwig!"

The broomstick spun and fell to the ground, and just as the motorcycle was righting itself, Harry grabbed the backpack straps and the top of the birdcage just in time.He just breathed a sigh of relief when another green light came, and the owl screamed and fell to the bottom of the cage.

"no no!"

The motorcycle rumbled forward.Hagrid broke through the encirclement swiftly, and Harry saw the hooded Death Eaters fleeing in all directions.

"Get him! Arthur! Get him, there he is!" Harry heard Bellatrix's piercing scream, and for a moment Harry thought he had been spotted. Instead of chasing him, she got farther and farther away from him.

"Hedwig—Hedwig—"

The owl is like a toy, lying pitifully motionless at the bottom of the cage.Harry couldn't accept this reality, and he was even more afraid of other people's safety.He turned his head and saw a large group of people moving, with green lights firing back and forth, and two groups of people on broomsticks quickly flew into the distance, but they couldn't make out who they were——

"Hagrid, we've got to go back, we've got to go back!" he yelled, over the roar of the motor, drawing his wand and stuffing Hedwig's cage at the bottom of the sidecar, unwilling to believe it was dead, " Hagrid, turn back!"

"It's my job to get you there safely, Harry!" roared Hagrid, stepping up the gas pedal.

Hagrid swerved, but the Death Eaters followed the motorcycle and gave chase.Another spell was shot from behind, and after avoiding the spell by ducking into the sidecar, Harry drew out his wand and shouted: "Dizzy!"

A flash of red light shot from his own wand, and the four Death Eaters who were chasing him scrambled away, leaving a gap.

"Hold on tight, Harry, this one's gonna kill 'em!" growled Hagrid, who started using the buttons next to the fuel gauge.The first button was a wall coming out of the exhaust pipe, taking out the two Death Eaters, the second button was a huge net, but the prepared Death Eaters didn't fall for it, and the third button - solved one, but the Death Eaters kept coming.

Harry shot one stun spell after another at his pursuers, but couldn't knock them back.Harry cast another blocking spell at them: the nearest Death Eater dodged, his hood slid down, and in the red light of the next stun spell, Harry saw Stan Thornpark's grotesque , expressionless face - Stan -

"Disarm!" Harry yelled.

"It's him, it's him, this is true!"

The shouts of the hooded Death Eaters even drowned out the roar of the motorbike motor and reached Harry's ears.Harry's heart tightened, what is real?How will they know who is real?Although Harry didn't know exactly what was going on, his gut told him he'd messed things up—

As the Death Eater yelled, many more Death Eaters joined the team chasing Hagrid. Hagrid's pressure suddenly increased, and the distance between them and the Death Eaters was getting closer and closer—suddenly, haha Leigh watched helplessly as the faces of the Death Eaters who were chasing after him turned stiff and motionless, as if suddenly turned into a stone statue, they fell off the broom and fell vertically—from thousands of Falling from a height of meters.The Petrification Curse at this time is no different from the Death Curse - except it's more brutal, because the victim is also subjected to extreme terror until their bodies shatter on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, there wasn't even a single Death Eater behind Harry - except - except -

"What are you doing?!" Harry was so shocked that he forgot that he was still in the sidecar and was about to get up in a hurry. A shock of air blasted him back into the sidecar, but his eyes were still glued to the sidecar. In that Eridinth Selwyn who does not ride a broom or a Thestral, and flies freely in the night sky like a pair of invisible wings behind her.

Aridins just glanced at him calmly, then her eyes moved to Hagrid's motorcycle.

"You can't escape at this speed, he is coming soon."

Harry knew who she was referring to, and knew she wasn't lying.When she said this, Harry felt the scar on his head burning with pain, but strangely, he saw Eridins, who had always been calm, showing a painful expression when he felt the pain , although it was only for a moment, Harry still caught the change in her expression.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Harry! Hold on tight, we're going faster!" cried Hagrid, starting to pick up speed again.But with the roar of the motorcycle, Selwyn still flew beside the motorcycle steadily, without falling at all.

"Listen, Potter." When Selwyn's special quiet and deep eyes fell on Harry, he still couldn't help his heartbeat. He didn't know what he was expecting, but he still couldn't help but stand up. ears.

"Snape has been imprisoned for offending Voldemort. Voldemort may use him to convey false news to you. Before meeting Snape himself, don't believe any information he sends."

"Remember, survive. Only you can defeat Voldemort."

Harry couldn't see Eridings's face clearly, but he could hear the pain in Eridings' quivering voice, and there was a low groan from Eridings—she read a song Harry had never heard before. An unheard spell with a strange tone - Hagrid's motorcycle jumped out at an incredible speed as if it had been revived, the surrounding scenery became a dotted line in an instant, and the strong wind squeezed Harry's face At last, he closed his eyes, and saw "he" was flying against the wind, and was about to descend on the battlefield... He came to the center of the battle, but found that his target had disappeared, and his magic wand was flying in the air, emitting green light... He was going to punish his servants for letting Potter escape the siege...

Then, "he" saw Eridins... he raised his wand at Eridins angrily...

The scene in Harry's mind suddenly disappeared at this moment, and he snapped back to reality, gasping for air as if he was out of oxygen.

"...Eri...us..."

In his messy breathing, there was a person's name vaguely mixed in.Hagrid looked down at him. Harry was sitting in the sidecar properly, but his breathing was a little short. Hagrid raised his head again and looked ahead intently.

"We'll be there soon, Harry."

Harry didn't answer, he closed his eyes tightly, but he couldn't get into Voldemort's thoughts anyway.