Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

They ran wildly in the dark night with red or green lights, passing by the silent black lake that reflected the spell and the light of the moon, and rushed to the Whomping Willow.

Ron scratched a spot near the base of the Willow tree with a floating branch, and the writhing branches quieted down.

Indra and Draco held each other's hands tightly, and then drilled into the earth tunnel under the tree roots.

The fluorescent flashing spell illuminated the dirt tunnel surrounding them. The closer they got to the Shrieking Shack, the lighter Indra's breathing became, and the group of people walked forward silently.

Finally, a glimmer of light appeared in front, and dull voices came from the dilapidated room of the Shrieking Shack.

They crouched down and moved little by little to lean on the outside of the wooden board wall of the house, carefully looking in through the cracks in the wooden boards.

In the dim light of the Shrieking Shack, Indra first saw a magical protective ball shining with starlight, with a large snake suspended in it, twisting and coiling.

It's Nagini!

Voldemort must be here too.

Indra's eyes moved slightly, and he carefully scanned other places in the shed, and then discovered a piece of cyan clothes.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar deep voice sounded, almost on the other side of the wooden wall where Indra and the others were hiding.

"...Master, their resistance is collapsing..."

"You have no credit for this, Severus," Voldemort said in a clear, cold voice, "You are a superb wizard, but I don't think you are of much use now."

"Let me find Potter, Master, please, I can bring him to you."

"No, I have a problem, Severus. Do you know why I called you back from the battlefield?"

Voldemort said softly, standing up from the chair, and Indra could see his evil red eyes flashing, playing with the yew wand in his pale fingers.

Snape asked calmly: "Master?"

"This is the wand I got from Ollivander many years ago. It works perfectly for me. Unfortunately, it is a twin wand with Potter's. I cannot use it to harm the boy."

Voldemort continued, "So, I borrowed Lucius's wand, but that idiot's wand turned into pieces as soon as it touched Potter's wand. Do you know what happened?"

Draco's eyes flashed with anger, and he unconsciously tightened his hold on Indra's hand.

But Indra, she had an ominous premonition in her heart, why, why did Voldemort ask this?

"I-I can't answer, Master."

"I searched for the third wand, Severus. The Elder Wand, the Wand of Destiny, the Death Wand... I opened Albus Dumbledore's grave to get it from its previous owner. ,but--"

Indra heard the gloomy anger in Voldemort's tone, and he whispered, "The Elder Wand was stolen from Hogwarts, right under your nose..."

"Master - let me find that boy -"

Snape's empty eyes looked at Voldemort, and when he spoke, people were surprised that it was a living person, not a dead man wearing a pale marble mask.

"Throughout the long night, I saw the edge of victory, but I still didn't understand whose hands the Elder Wand was... Now, I finally have the answer. Severus, Harry Potter - got the Elder Wand .”

"Master, please let me bring that boy to you. The Elder Wand belongs to you."

"No, Severus, I called you because only you can solve this problem for me. You are a smart man after all. You must have understood? You have always been a loyal and good servant. I am very worried about what must happen next. I feel sorry for that——"

Indra's face turned pale, her body trembled and Draco hugged her tightly, and Hermione immediately grabbed her arm, thinking she was about to stand up.

Indra's tearful eyes could only see the dark corners of Snape's clothes through the narrow gap in the wood.

She had obviously taken away the Elder Wand...

She had obviously taken away the Elder Wand...

Why……

"Owner--"

"The Elder Wand is only loyal to its true master, the wizard who killed its previous master. Severus, it was you who killed Albus Dumbledore, and Potter, he was holding a wand that did not belong to him. The wand will not have any effect. Of course, it would be best if this wand belonged to me. It would not be willing to attack its owner——"

Snape seemed to know that things had reached a point of no return, and raised his wand, "Master!"

Voldemort looked at his most loyal and useful servant coldly, "There is no other way. I need to conquer this wand, Severus."

Do not……

Indra's lips moved silently, and tears flowed down her cheeks, fearful of seeing the green light that was about to flash.

Her pupils stiffened and shrunk as Voldemort raised his wand, and Voldemort punched the air, but the green light of the Killing Curse did not appear.

But then, the magic cage shining with stars flew to a place where Indra couldn't see it.

After Voldemort spoke a word in Parseltongue, a painful and terrible choking sound echoed in the Shrieking Shack.

Indra's fingers were clasped on the rough wooden wall, tears flowing silently. She saw Snape leaning on the wall and falling to the ground, with streams of blood spurting out from his neck, and the only trace of blood on his face disappeared.

After a long time, or maybe just a moment, all movement in the Shrieking Shack disappeared, and Voldemort seemed to have left.

Indra stood up immediately, staggered open the wooden door and ran into the house with Draco. When she came to Snape's side, she immediately pulled out her wand.

"Heal quickly!"

But the blood gushing from his neck couldn't be stopped, and it kept flowing out and onto the floor.

"Yes! It must be possible..."

Snape's dark eyes stared at Indra quietly.

Harry got out from under the invisibility cloak and looked down at this scene in silence, looking at the man he hated.

Snape saw Harry, his eyes widened, and he struggled to speak.

Draco immediately raised his hand and pulled Harry down.

Snape grabbed the front of Harry's clothes and pulled him towards him, making a hoarse and broken hoarse sound from his throat.

"Take...go...get...go..."

What flowed from the corners of Snape's eyes were not only tears but also a silver-blue substance that was neither gas nor liquid.

Indra immediately took out a glass medicine bottle and stuffed it into the hands of the confused Harry.

"I have the tears of the phoenix! I have the tears of the phoenix!"

Indra suddenly remembered, as if grasping a life-saving straw, she took a deep breath and reached into the bag with trembling hands.

"Phoenix tears are flying..."

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If Voldemort is real, Nagini’s cage should also look like sparkling stars.

I can't stand it.

Voldemort: What do you know?

Snape: Take this cage off my head