Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard

When Dumbledore arrived at the Potions office, Snape had already collected himself.

No matter what, life must go on, and the days of being a double agent must continue until success or failure.

In fact, when Grete invited him, he was slightly shaken in his heart.

However, students can't compare to Bai Yueguang after all.

Lily is gone, her child, Snape must protect it.

Even if you pay for it with your own life.

After all, this is the only remaining proof of her existence in this world.

If Harry Potter also dies, Snape doesn't know how he will go to the kingdom of death to face Lily after he dies.

As soon as Dumbledore stepped into the office, Snape spoke.

"If you don't come back, I'm going to write you a letter."

Dumbledore frowned and looked over.

"The Dark Lord gave me an order to give you some advice and put the Order of the Phoenix's target on McGregor.

But before that, he gave an order to all Death Eaters not to take action against Mike Gretel, and he doesn't know what the situation is now. "

After Snape finished speaking his message, he looked up at the deep blue eyes behind the two glasses.

"Severus, please take a look at this first," Dumbledore handed Snape the letter Voldemort had sent him.

"This is the letter Voldemort gave me. In the letter, he said that MacGregor's strength was unfathomable and he was coming to recruit Death Eaters.

In the end, he offered to cooperate with me to deal with Dawn. He promised me that he would not take action against Harry until Dawn and Mike Gretel were eliminated. "

After reading the letter, Snape raised his head anxiously.

"It's impossible. The Dark Lord is trying to divert trouble. He can't be trusted."

A light flashed through the eyes behind the glasses, then turned gray in an instant, and he spoke slowly.

"Severus, don't worry, I have never believed in Voldemort.

In fact, I came to you just to ask you what Mike Garrett actually said to you.

I know that he has won over you. In the entire Hogwarts, except for his group of companions, the only time he got along with you was that there was no barrier.

Whatever assurances you may have made to him, this matter is now important and will affect my judgment.

I definitely won't believe Voldemort's words, but I'm worried that the two of them will join forces.

Remember that night when we interrogated Barty Crouch Jr.?

From his words, we know how much Voldemort values ​​McGregor. Barty Crouch Jr., Voldemort's most trusted Death Eater, is jealous of his position in Voldemort's heart.

I have to consider things more comprehensively. "

In fact, Dumbledore wrote to Gretel just to keep him away from Voldemort.

But who would have thought that after the letter was written, his attitude was also expressed, why did Gretel, a little guy, still want to find Voldemort? Doesn't he know that those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black?

Originally, he wasn't worried. After all, as long as Gretel wanted wizards and Muggles to merge peacefully.

It would be impossible for him to collude with Voldemort.

That's unrealistic. Apart from immortality, Voldemort's only remaining obsession is to rule the magical world.

If given the chance, he wouldn't mind ruling over the Muggles as well.

As wizards of the same kind, he was divided into three, six or nine levels. Muggles who had no ability to cast spells were not even slaves in his heart.

So this is why Dumbledore has never been worried about Gretel cooperating with Voldemort.

However, Voldemort's letter was a wake-up call for Dumbledore.

Although their ultimate goals are contradictory, in the early stages, it is entirely possible for them to cooperate.

The obstacle to Voldemort's dominance of the magical world is himself, but Gretel's Dawn wants to twist the people of the magical world into one rope, and he is also the obstacle that cannot be circumvented.

No matter how much hope he had for Gretel's dawn, he, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot who had maintained the law of secrecy for decades, could not betray his identity.

This is a responsibility he cannot avoid.

What he was worried about was not how powerful the cooperation between the two would be. What he was worried about was that Gretel's dawn would be contaminated by those Death Eaters.

If the Death Eaters and Dawn really cooperate, can the group of underage or just-adult little guys really ensure that everyone in the Death Eaters' big dyeing vat will emerge from the mud without being dyed?

Snape was silent. He could tell that Dumbledore was serious.

In fact, this was not the first time Dumbledore asked him about Gretel.

But he never said it once, although his students specifically told him before leaving that there was no need to keep his information confidential. If necessary, just ask.

But he didn't, no matter what Dumbledore said, he never revealed a shred of information.

Even, in order to protect Gretel's secret.

He hid the information related to Gretel in his mind with bits and pieces of Lily.

This is what he did when he was under the Dark Lord.

This way, no one can get anything they want out of his head as long as he doesn't want to talk about it.

He believed that even if Dumbledore's Legilimency ability was stronger than that of the Dark Lord, he still wouldn't be able to do it.

But this time it seems different, you can tell it from the eyes.

Today's principal seems to be very sharp.

"He won't. He said that people can be stupid, stupid, and useless, but they can't retaliate against society like the Dark Lord. He promised me that he will never become a person like the Dark Lord.

I could tell he was serious when he said these words. "

Snape still wanted to explain, but Dumbledore had no intention of letting up.

"Severus, you know this doesn't convince me, I need proof.

Just as proof that you protected Harry. "

After Voldemort's resurrection, Dumbledore tested Snape.

It was the silver deer with the same patronus as the tip of Lily's staff that jumped out of the window, proving himself for him.

As long as the Doe was around, Dumbledore had no fear of betrayal.

The Dark Lord and Harry, there is no doubt that he will always choose Harry.

Just like the day the Dark Lord decided to attack Lily, he knelt in front of Dumbledore and asked for his help.

Even if the Dark Lord is resurrected a thousand times or ten thousand times, he will not choose to betray.

However, if he had to prove in front of Dumbledore that Gretel would not cooperate with the Dark Lord, he really had no evidence.

However, Snape could also see that the current situation was very serious, if Gretel could not prove that he and the Dark Lord were innocent.

Dumbledore certainly wouldn't mind nipping a crisis in the bud.

He once saw the danger of the Dark Lord, but he did not take action. After that, he expressed his regret more than once.

Although it was not the case that he wanted to kill the Dark Lord at that time, it was completely possible to imprison him.

With Dumbledore's prestige at the time, he might not even have symbolic opposition to do this.

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While Snape was still struggling, Gretel was already studying Voldemort's memory fragments in Moldova.

Just as he imagined, the fragments obtained through threats were indeed not a good thing.

Compared with the memory fragments Voldemort left for him when he escaped in the first grade, the fragments just obtained today do contain traps left by Voldemort.

As the Dark Lord who has been immersed in the Dark Curse for many years, Voldemort's mastery of Dark Magic is absolutely perfect.

Gretel didn't even know how a small fragment could have at least ten curses embedded at the same time.

It obviously took less than half a minute for Voldemort to go from cutting to throwing the fragments over.

But in such a short period of time, I haven't seen him recite the curse, causing blindness, weakness, aging, disease, and death...

Fortunately, he was cautious enough and did not touch it directly with his hands.

Otherwise, he would have capsized directly without Voldemort taking action.

Even with the help of Silver Eye Vision, it took Gretel a long time to remove all the curses on it.

The dark memory fragments finally became clear and transparent. After repeated inspections, Grete finally relaxed, picked up the fragments, and patted his forehead.

Memories like a flood rushed into Gretel's brain instantly.

Different from the pure knowledge in [Gift], this time the memory except the Legilimency and Horcrux he requested.

It also contains decades of Voldemort's life experiences.

Including his manic laughter torturing wizards and Muggles, and the painful memories of his split soul.

As a master of Legilimency, Voldemort's favorite thing is to invade other people's souls and create false painful memories in other people's souls.

It was a torture even more painful than having one's heart cut out.

So he knows very well that painful memories can destroy other people's souls.

Since Gretel wants his memory, he should be generous and give him more things.

Even if Gretel survives the curse, under the wash of countless memories, even if Gretel's soul is not destroyed, it will be lost in his memory.

As the Dark Lord with the deepest research on souls in the magical world, he was confident that Gretel would not be able to discover this trap.

Indeed, just as Voldemort thought, Gretel peeled off the curse, but was unable to cut the memory fragment.

Even if he knew there were traps in the memory fragments, he had to step into them.

Granted, he could also learn Legilimency and Occlumency from scratch.

Even though these two curses are rare, he owns a communications company and has no shortage of money.

With the high reward, someone will bring him what he needs.

With the help of the panel, theoretically there is nothing in this world that he cannot learn.

But again, he didn't have enough time, so he could only take risks with Voldemort.

Only by obtaining Voldemort's memory fragments can we help him reduce the time cost of learning.

Just like the Unforgivable Curse, because of the [Gift], he was able to become a master of black magic in just a few months.

When the memory hit him like a wave, Grete's face instantly turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

All the memories of past and present lives combined could not reach half of the memories that Voldemort had crammed into him.

Gretel saw Voldemort's birth, his childhood, and his ecstasy when he got the Horcrux made.

In a trance, Gretel seemed to have become Voldemort himself, and he was gradually lost in the madness of pursuing immortality.

Just as Voldemort expected, Gretel's teenage soul and brain were unable to control themselves in this frenzy of memories.

Just like a lonely little sampan standing in the vast ocean with howling winds, it might be blown into the boundless darkness by the huge waves at any time.

As the memories of Voldemort torturing wizards and the pain of tearing apart souls came through, Gretel's pale face gradually gained a perverted smile that was exactly the same as Voldemort's.

Fortunately, there was no one else but him in this office, otherwise it would be difficult for Gretel to doubt whether he would take action against the people around him in this kind of pain and torture.

Gretel leaned back on the chair, closing his eyes tightly, breathing rapidly, enduring waves of pain.

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Groot, who had been sleeping in his pocket all year round, seemed to have noticed something and cautiously popped his head out.

I don't know what it was thinking about. The green leaves on its head swirled around a few times, and it mustered up the courage to get into the pocket again.

After a moment, he climbed out carrying Gretel's wand.

When it climbed up along Gretel's magic robe, its eyes were filled with fear, and the aura coming from Gretel's body made it feel evil and terrifying.

But it still grabbed the wand and climbed up firmly.

Finally, along the armrest of the chair, he bravely slipped into Grete's hand.

Groot held the wand and closed his eyes tightly. Starting from the green leaves above his head, his whole body lit up with an emerald green light full of healing.

The wand seemed to be activated, and a thought rushed down the arm into Gretel's brain.

In that sea of ​​memories, Gretel could no longer hold on, the boat capsized, and he fell into the boundless darkness.

He seemed to have forgotten who he was, and the only thing left in his mind was the sharp and cruel laughter.

Gretel felt very annoyed, and he wanted to wave the sound away, but the dark sea was very cold, and he was tired from persisting. He just wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

Until, a faint green light penetrated the darkness, struggled into the sea, and rushed towards the sinking Gretel.

Light?

How can there be light here? After persisting for so long, there is only darkness.

He didn't remember what happened, he only knew that he was tired and didn't want to work hard anymore.

But that ray of light is still persevering in drilling down, even if the light on the body is getting less and less, getting darker and darker.

Gretel, who was still sinking, seemed to be touched, and he suddenly wanted to struggle again.

As if she saw him swimming, the glimmer of light became a little brighter, and she desperately moved closer to him.

Finally, Grete approached the extinguishing light, his eyes confused.

Tangled vines that glow?

There was a voice in his heart urging him to pick up the vine, but Gretel's arms were so heavy that he couldn't even lift them.

The light flashed twice and then extinguished little by little.

Gretel suddenly woke up. He wanted to keep this light, the only light in this darkness.

The moment he got the tree vine, he saw a new memory.

A young boy with brown hair and brown eyes stood happily in the wand shop, the vine in his hand jumping for joy.

Oh, it turns out this is a magic wand!

When he used the magic spell for the first time, the wand mustered up the power and let the magic power spurt out from the tip of the wand. The boy opened the door excitedly and called his mother to come and see.

That's Swann Gretel.

On the steaming crucible, the wand was waving, and a sullen wizard stared at it.

This is Teacher Snape!

There were many young faces in a lecture theater, and the young man was explaining magic spells on the blackboard with a magic wand.

And Peneiro, Seni, Diggory...

A strange rabbit holding a brick burst out of the wand and ate the dementor.

patron saint

…

Countless memories awakened Gretel, and now he finally remembered that he was Gretel, Mike Gretel, Mike Gretel of Dawn.

When we returned to the sea, a red sun was rising from the sky.