Harry Potter and Shafik

Chapter 192 Memory
Dumbledore was in a panic at this time, a lot of panic.After he knew of Snape's death, he also knew where Harry was and where he was going.Can only stay in the pig's head bar and drink non-stop.

"Albus, what message did you leave for Harry Potter?" Gellert sat down with a glass of wine.

"Harry is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. To defeat Voldemort, Harry must die."

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Harry sank headfirst into the sunlight, his feet on the warm earth.He straightened up and found himself on a mostly deserted playground.A large chimney towered impressively in the distant sky.

Two girls stood facing each other, one with red hair and green eyes.

Harry knew who it was, it was Lily, his mother whom he had longed for, and another girl not much older than her was his aunt, Petunia.

Lily picked up a dead flower from a bush.Petunia came up, looking curious and dissatisfied, and conflicted in her heart.Lily waited until Petunia got closer enough to see it, and then she spread her hand, and the petals kept opening and closing in her palm, like some kind of weird, multi-layered oyster.

"You freak!" Petunia screamed.He slapped Lily's hand.

Lily ran away, "You're a freak! I'm going to tell mom that you're a freak!"

A skinny boy came out from under the big tree. The boy's black hair was very long, and the clothes on his body were extremely uncoordinated. It seemed that he was dressed like this on purpose: a pair of jeans that were too short, and a pair of jeans that were too big and long, like A shabby coat worn by grown-ups, and a strange-looking maternity shirt.

Petunia ran away in fright.

The boy picked up a grass and handed it over. The grass spun like a bamboo dragonfly and flew into Lily's hand.

Lily looked at the grass in her hand and smiled at the boy.There was also a slight smile on Snape's stiff face.

The scene in front of him disappeared, and before Harry could react, the surroundings completely changed.

He is now in a small wood.He saw a small river flowing through the trees under the sun, sparkling, and the shade of the trees cast a dark green coolness.The two children lay side by side on the ground.Snape had already taken off his coat, and in the semi-darkness the odd maternity dress seemed less glaring.

"You don't have to worry, they're not like you. She's jealous of you, she's mediocre."

"Severus, that's going too far."

The scene disappears again...

Harry stood behind Snape, facing a long candlelit house table surrounded by excited faces.At this moment, Professor McGonagall said, "Lily Evans!"

He watched his mother walk forward on trembling legs and sit down on the rickety stool.Professor McGonagall put the Sorting Hat on her head, and within a second of touching her crimson hair, he shouted, "Gryffindor!"

Harry heard Snape let out a soft sigh.Lily took off her hat and returned it to Professor McGonagall, and hurried towards the cheering Gryffindor classmates, but she glanced back at Snape with a helpless wry smile on her face. "Hi, I'm James."

"Hi, I'm Lily."

The roll call continues.Harry saw Lupine, Pettigrew, and his father all at the Gryffindor table, sitting with Lily and Sirius.Finally, with only a dozen or so students still unsorted, Professor McGonagall called to Snape.

Harry walked with him to the stool and watched him put the hat on his head. "Slytherin!" the Sorting Hat shouted.

Severus Snape walked across the hall, getting further and further away from Lily.The Slytherins were there cheering him on, and Lucius Malfoy, wearing the shiny prefect badge on his chest, patted Snape who was sitting next to him...

The scene changes again...

His father, James, bumped Snape and Lily away, and smiled back at Lily, but Lily took the textbook Snape picked up with a cold face.Turn around and walk away.

And then the scene gets really fast, and in a blink of an eye, Lily, James, Snape grow up, Lily starts dating James, and he knows what happened during that time, when he fought Legilimency in Snape's office Seeing that, Snape yelled the unforgivable word at her in a huff: "Mudblood."

The hallway disappeared, and the scene change took a little longer this time.Harry seemed to fly through many shifting shapes and colours, before the surrounding scene settled at last.He stood on a desolate, cold hilltop in the dark, and the wind whizzed past a few dead, leafless trees.The grown-up Snape turned around on the spot, panting, wand gripped tightly in his hand, as if waiting for someone or something... His fear also infected Harry, although Harry knew that he could not be affected by it. harm.He wondered what Snape was waiting for, and couldn't help turning his head—

Suddenly there was a blinding, zig-zag flash of white light in the air that Harry thought was lightning, but Snape fell to his knees and his wand flew from his hand.

"Do not kill me!"

"That was not my intention."

The wind whined through the branches, drowning out the sound of Dumbledore's Apparation just now.He stood in front of Snape, his robes fluttering in the wind, the light of his wand illuminating his face from below.

"How is it, Severus? What message does Lord Voldemort have for me?"

"No—no message—I came for myself!"

Snape wrung his hands and looked a bit distraught, his black tangled hair flying around his head.

"I - I brought an alarm - no, a request - please -"

Dumbledore waved his wand.Although the surrounding branches and leaves were still dancing in the evening wind, there was silence where he and Snape stood face to face.

"What can a Death Eater ask of me?"

"That—that prophecy...that prediction...Trelawney..."

"The prophecy didn't say a woman," said Dumbledore, "it said a boy born at the end of July—"

"You know what I mean! He thinks it's Lily's son, and he's going after Lily—kill them all—"

"Since Lily is so important to you," said Dumbledore, "surely Voldemort would have spared her death? Couldn't you beg him to spare that mother in exchange for her son?"

"I—I begged him—"

"You disgust me," said Dumbledore, and Harry had never heard Dumbledore speak in such a contemptuous tone.Snape seemed to shrink back a little. "Then you don't care about the life or death of her husband and children? They can die as long as you can get what you want?"

Snape said nothing, just looked up at Dumbledore.

"Then hide them all," he said hoarsely. "Keep her—their—safe. Please."

"And what will you give me in return, Severus?"

"In return?" Snape gaped at Dumbledore, and Harry expected him to refuse, but after a long moment, he said, "Anything."

Then there was a place he didn't want to see until he died. Lily knelt down beside Harry and left him a protective spell with love. When Voldemort approached, she tried to make a deal with Voldemort to exchange her life for Harry's.She was desperate to protect Harry, but in the end she died protecting Harry.The last sentence before death: "Don't kill Harry, please, show mercy, I can do whatever you want, just kill me." And Voldemort gave a sentence "Avada Kedavra!"

Snape sat slumped in his chair, leaning forward.Dumbledore stood before him, looking stern.After a while, Snape raised his face. Since the scene on the top of the wilderness, it seemed that he had passed through 100 years of suffering.

"I thought...you would...keep her...safe..."

"She and James mistakenly trusted others," said Dumbledore, "like you, Severus. Didn't you also expect Voldemort to spare her life?"

Snape's breathing was feeble.

"Her son survived," said Dumbledore.

"He needs no protection, the Dark Lord is dead!"

"The Dark Lord will return. Then the child will be in danger. He has eyes like hers."

After a long silence, Snape slowly controlled himself and breathed freely.Finally he said: "Very well. Very well. But please don't—don't tell, Dumbledore! Only you and I! You swear! I can't stand it... especially Potter's son... I I swear to you!"

"Swear me, Severus, never to reveal the best of you?" Dumbledore sighed, looking down at Snape's agitated and pained face, "if you insist... "

The office disappeared, only to resurface shortly afterwards.Snape paced up and down in front of Dumbledore.

"—like his father, mediocre, haughty, disciplinarian, showy, attention-grabbing, insolent—"

Voiceover: James Potter, lazy, arrogant!

My dad is a great man!Your father is a pig!

This time, Harry was still standing in the headmaster's office.It was night, and Dumbledore was slumped weakly on the throne-like chair behind the table, looking delirious.His right hand was drooping, charred and black.Snape murmured a spell, pointed his wand at that wrist, and poured a cup of thick golden potion into Dumbledore's mouth with his left hand.After a while, Dumbledore's eyelids fluttered a few times and opened.

A cup of thick golden potion was poured into Dumbledore's mouth.After a while, Dumbledore's eyelids fluttered a few times and opened.

Marvolo Gaunt's ring lay cracked on the table in front of Dumbledore, next to Gryffindor's sword.Dumbledore soaked the Gryffindor sword in basilisk venom.

"There is a particularly powerful enchantment on that ring, and the best we can hope to contain is it. I have temporarily imprisoned the enchantment in one hand—"

Dumbledore raised the blackened, useless hand and examined it carefully, as if facing a very interesting antique.

"You've done a great job, Severus. How much time do you think I have?"

Dumbledore's tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was asking about the weather forecast.Snape hesitated, and said, "I can't say, about a year. There is no way to stop such a curse forever. It will always spread eventually, and this curse will continue to strengthen over time." Snape Pu got up and left.

"Wait a minute, Snape. You and I both know that Voldemort sent that Malfoy boy to kill me. But he won't do it, and Voldemort still has doubts about you, so only you can kill me. Dismiss him." Doubt. One more thing, when the time is right, you have to tell Harry one thing. You have to wait until Voldemort is at his weakest, on the night Voldemort went to Godric's Hollow to kill Harry, with Lily between them , protected Harry with love, and the Killing Curse rebounded, and Voldemort's body was wiped out at that time. At this time, a fragment of Voldemort's soul disintegrated, and the only living thing in this room was attached to Harry A part of Voldemort lives in Harry, giving Harry the ability to talk to snakes and connect to Voldemort's mind, which has always puzzled him. As long as the soul fragment that was not discovered by Voldemort is still attached to it Harry, protected by Harry, Voldemort cannot die."

"The boy...the boy must die?" Snape asked calmly.

"And it has to be done by Voldemort himself, Severus. That's very important."

"You raise him like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, and kill him when he is fattened?"

"I spied for you, told lies for you, risked death for you. All this supposedly to keep Lily Potter's son safe. And now you tell me you keep him like a pig A pig waiting to be slaughtered—”

"How touching, Severus," said Dumbledore gravely, "are you really beginning to like that boy?"

"Like him?" Snape exclaimed, "Call God to protect you!"

From the tip of his staff sprang the silver doe.It landed on the floor, jumped across the office, and flew out the window.Dumbledore watched it go away, watched its silver light disappear, then turned to Snape, his eyes filled with tears.

"Lily's Patronus? Is it still like this after all this time?"

"It's always been that way," Snape said.

"after all this time?"

"always."

Finally, the truth came out.Lying on the office floor with his face pressed against the dirty carpet, Harry once thought he was here to learn the secrets of victory.Harry finally understood that he was not going to survive.His task was to walk peacefully into the open arms of death.Along the way, he would also sever Voldemort's last link to life.That way, when he finally rushes to face Voldemort, and doesn't shield himself with his wand, the ending will be clean and complete, and the work that should have been done back in Godric's Hollow is truly over: no one survives, no one survives.

He even wanted to ask Dumbledore why!
He felt his heart beating violently in his chest.How strange that, in his fear of death, his heart beat so powerfully that it bravely kept him alive.But it had to stop, and it had to stop soon.It won't be beating too much.How many times could his heart beat as he stood up and walked across the castle for the last time, across the playground, into the Forbidden Forest?

He lay on the floor, flooded with fear, the funeral drum beating inside him.Does death hurt?How many times he thought death was imminent and got away with it, but never really thought about death itself.His desire to live was always stronger than his fear of death.But now it did not occur to him to escape, to escape Voldemort's clutches.He knew that it was all over and there was only one thing left: death.

Slowly, very slowly, he sat up, feeling himself alive, more aware of his living body than ever before.How had he never realized before what a marvel he was: mind, nerves, beating heart?It's all going to go... at least, he's going to go from it all.His breathing was slow and heavy, and his mouth and throat were very dry, but so were his eyes.

Dumbledore's deceit is really nothing.Of course there was a bigger plan, but Harry was too stupid to see it.He finally understood now.He had always taken it for granted that he had never doubted that Dumbledore wanted him alive.Now he knows that the length of his life is always determined by how long it takes to wipe out all the Horcruxes.Dumbledore entrusted him with the task of destroying the Horcruxes, and he obediently proceeded to weaken the tie not only to Voldemort's life, but to his own as well!How succinct, how crisp, don't waste any more lives, and entrust this dangerous task to a boy who is destined to die. His death will not be a disaster, but another blow to Voldemort.

Dumbledore knew that Harry would not run away, knew that he would go to the end, even though that was his end, because Dumbledore had tried to understand Harry.isn't it?Voldemort knew, and Dumbledore knew, that once Harry found out he had the strength to stop him, he would not allow others to die for him.The sight of the bodies of Fred, Lupine and Tonks lying in the Great Hall flooded Harry's mind again, making him breathless for a moment: Death can't wait...

So after he died, he had to let them kill the snake.These thoughts swarmed over the hard, undeniable fact that he had to die.I must die.Things have to end.

Harry stood up, heart pounding against his ribs like a mad bird.Maybe it knows time is running out, maybe it decides to finish the beating of a lifetime before it's over.Without looking back, Harry closed the office door...

　I cried while writing this chapter, let’s not talk about it, find a place to miss the professor (*)
　　
　
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