Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 414 My Past 39

Harry's eyes flickered.

"What are you hiding from me? Could it be..."

Seeing me struggling to get up, he pushed me back down forcefully.

"Legolas is fine," he interrupted.

"It's just too good..." he muttered quietly.

"What do you mean?" I breathed a sigh of relief at first, but from his tone, it seemed that the situation was not favorable to me at the moment.

"Remember what I told you?" Harry looked disappointed, "You and Legolas' Unbreakable Curse..."

"I broke my oath..." I said belatedly.

"Well, it backfired on Legolas..."

"So how is he?" I asked with concern.

"He is suffering from the backlash, but there doesn't seem to be anything abnormal, except..." He showed an expression of reluctance.

"Don't show off!"

"He seems... to have forgotten you..." His voice became increasingly dimmer.

"What do you mean...forgot me?"

"The power of backlash... caused him to have all his memories of you erased... In other words, he forgot about you..."

"How is that possible?" I subconsciously stroked the mark between my eyebrows.

"it's useless……"

Harry grabbed my wrist.

The mark between the eyebrows became almost invisible.

The same is true for the connection deep within the soul...

I called out to him deep in my heart, but as expected, there was no response.

The scene before my eyes began to become foggy.

"Cry if you want to..."

The boy with black hair and green eyes hugged my neck.

"Aren't you laughing at me for being a fool?" My voice was nasal.

"You've always been so stupid..."

His eyes were burning and he ruffled my mane with his hands.

"Harry, is Aurora awake?" Legolas' voice came from outside the door.

My attention was completely drawn to Legolas outside the door.

He came to my side with brisk steps.

"I heard from Salazar that, thanks to you..."

"I..." Seeing him standing in front of me safely, I was so ecstatic that I became incoherent.

"You can tell me anything you need..." He gave a polite yet unfamiliar smile.

He didn't know that my heart felt like it was broken.

He actually used honorifics to address me.

"I heard that my mother used your blood when she gave birth to me... We have all seen your dedication to the elves..."

"Shut up, you!"

Harry interrupted loudly.

My tears dripped onto the dark green sheets like beads that had broken off the string.

Legolas was a little overwhelmed.

"Is it caused by excessive blood loss?" He stretched out his fingers and wiped away my tears.

Then, his facial features continued to enlarge.

He...actually kissed the tears on my face.

"You, remember?"

"Ah, sorry... I'm sorry..." Legolas suddenly kept his distance from me.

His fingers stroked his lips gently: "How could I...?"

That is a memory deep in his soul. Even if he forgets me, the physical memory still exists.

Can I think that as long as I stay by his side, one day he will remember me?

"Aurora... You are my elder and my savior, how could I be so disrespectful to you..."

His eyes were full of apology.

Sometimes, when he goes too far, I miss the mutual respect we had when we first met.

But, when the memory of our love is only stored in my mind, this heart-wrenching feeling is too painful...