The Mortal

It's a huge idiot. "The worst thing I did was think you needed privacy too, Potter, it seems you're powerless to keep that right with a head that can't tell right from wrong."

Harry squirmed uneasily on the sofa. Snape was really, really scary right now - something enveloped him.

"Uh... I thought," he lowered his voice guiltily. "That's what Aurors do?"

"You thought-" A sullen chill seeped from Snape's body. "Do you think that there are so many black wizards that every Auror needs to go to the front line to fight, or do you think that any special treatment on yourself is justified? Now, answer me, have you been assigned to do the kind of confrontation with the enemy? Dangerous mission?"

The vivid pictures flashed quickly, those things that constantly challenged his bottom line and belief-

"...I think so." And he had no time to care about it at that time. From the very beginning, he was with the team under the director's command, and he didn't have the mood to talk to other people in his spare time. "But for what? At least not to get rid of me - he also saved me, and in the end, if the director hadn't refused me to stay in the post, maybe I would have really gone crazy." You need time (*see Chapter [-]), Harry Thinking of the way the director said this, it seemed that there were more metaphors besides caring.

Snape didn't answer right away, his gaze deepened.

"If this is the purpose," a hesitant female voice sounded after a pause. "The Savior can't die, Harry. But as long as you..." Hermione's voice dropped.

Snape and Harry looked at her simultaneously.

"As long as you are destroyed, there will be no hindrance to anything." She uttered these words with difficulty.

She was the one who had been by his side and had seen all the chaos and pain first hand.She didn't know the truth enough but was close enough to it to make her shudder anytime she thought about it, and it was a miracle to see her friend's bright smile again without the haze.

"But I'm right here right now," Harry said.

"Here, at least out of the wizarding world." Hermione bit her lip and thought, "We all know that you were infinitely close to... It is a very small probability that you can survive. If someone wants to carry out some conspiracy , as I said before, you are an obstacle that must be resolved."

"So it all started two years ago, maybe even earlier." Harry arched his back and bowed his head, his arms resting on his knees, a chill welled up from the soles of his feet. "But why didn't something happen until now? I don't understand. As long as the first half of the year is earlier, at such a good time, I will not be able to make a strong response to anything outside."

"Something must have happened." She slid her thoughtful gaze to the other side. "It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't - the other party should not be fully prepared yet, but for some reason they have to start early -"

"I don't think I'm that important." Snape responded to the gaze on himself.

"Not him." Harry said, staring at his folded hands. "Assuming that the events on both sides are connected, the initial start should have been three months ago. At that time, Snape hadn't shown any signs of waking up."

"July... I don't remember anything special." Hermione shook her head.

Harry lowered his eyes and recalled everything about that time: the same daily activities, shopping at Tesco every Friday, and one time when it rained heavily and Mrs. Anderson poured him a large cup of ginger tea.The committee is too idle to work, and Ed doesn't need help either.I went to the bookstore twice and bought lilies at the flower shop, but Nancy (*see Chapter [-])'s invitation was rejected by him.The Monday meeting with Dr. Green was reduced to a monthly one as the scores of the test flew high (*see Chapter [-]).On the last day of my birthday, I received gifts from my friends. Many owls stood in line waiting to be fed. At night, he ran to St. Mungo's ward to face the quiet sleeping man. At least he didn't spend the day alone-

Hold on.

"I think there's one thing to be concerned about." He looked up. "At that point I passed Dr. Green's psychological evaluation - that is, I may be a threat again."

"But according to the "Doctor-Patient Confidentiality Agreement," Hermione pointed out, "I have checked the relevant information on purpose, and any content between you is confidential."

"That's probably too much." Harry tilted his head to look at her. "Monitoring recordings, Legilimency, and even Dr. Green himself being one of them - but the last one is unlikely, I trust your vision."

I trust your eyes, she repeated in her mind, not I trust Dr. Green.She was starting to worry - more worried than the danger itself, was the bloody familiarity, the dangerous environment and everyone questioning, and she didn't know what it was going to do to Harry.

"What do you want to do?" she asked.

"Give me some time." Harry buried his face in his palms, muffled. "I wonder how many people around me are watching my every move."

Hermione stroked his back, suddenly feeling that words were so powerless that there was no effective rebuttal when faced with the naked reality.

"You shouldn't continue to live here." Snape asked the more realistic question at the moment - if he could pay attention to his own thinking angle, he shouldn't have said that, it's not the most favorable solution.

And Harry didn't respond right away this time.He maintained the previous posture and didn't know what he was thinking, making it impossible to see any clues.

"I'll take you to Hogwarts." After a long silence, Harry suddenly raised his head and said. "I just created the illusion of losing my combat power. At this time, it is best to stay here as if I don't know anything, so as to lure the opponent to continue to make moves. Please prepare the compound potion, and let the Auror outside the door pretend to be you look." He narrated calmly, "Then I need to go to MI5, and I have another guess about the series of Muggle attacks..."

"Potter." Snape cut him off sharply.

Harry kept his mouth shut, but anyone could see the unflinching stubbornness in those green eyes.It was the best plan, and unless Snape had something better to say instead, he would never compromise-

"Are you guys going to quarrel?" A female voice broke into the simmering atmosphere. Hermione was a genius at timing - no, she was at everything. "If it is, I will go out and pour out space for you first."

"How exaggerated is the scene in your mind." Harry was immediately discouraged, and he looked at her helplessly. "We're not going to roll on the ground and fight."

She smiled at him.

"That's not certain," she said.

In the end they didn't quarrel because of this, and the one who temporarily compromised - no doubt - was the young man who was still swearing at the moment.Probably due to the presence of a woman, Snape didn't reprimand him after directly rejecting the proposal, but Harry guessed that he would not be able to escape this in the end.

"You know, I can definitely stay." Hermione persuaded him sincerely. "Thinking of the protective spells you've worked so hard for, there won't be a problem here. Or you can want Ron to come, the only reason he's not here now is because I've stopped him, and if you don't give him When writing a letter, you have to think about how to deal with the roaring letter from the Weasley family."

"Oh, I have no doubts." Harry smiled genuinely. "You don't have to, go back to the Burrow, you're needed there too - I can't be two, watch them for me."

Hermione gave him a firm hug before leaving, and at the same time left a very serious order: take care of that damn wound.When she spoke, she looked directly at the former professor behind the boy, and the meaning was both threatening and concerned.

Harry stared at the closed door for a long time.

"I think I have the best friendships in the world," he said.And that's one of the reasons why the miracle happened, without them he didn't know how to get through the misery, to climb out of the bottomless dark canyon - it was only a thought away from being smashed to pieces.

"You are."

Snape's reply came from behind him.

If the environment can have a considerable influence on an adult, his answer is yes.In the process of gradually advancing his life, he learned that nature is not indestructible, and there are still many cruelties unknown to us in this world that are enough to shake it-but he dare not say that this can be attributed to the so-called growth.

"I have something to tell you." Harry handed Snape his freshly brewed tea. "I didn't bring it up to Hermione, she sometimes has a bit of a preconceived notion of me - you can only blame me for scaring her. But I trust your judgment that I need...you."

"I don't see it." Snape clearly hadn't let go of the past.Just when Harry thought they were going to start arguing about the best plan in his eyes, he suddenly caught a sentence - "Take off your shirt."

This hallucination is a bit straightforward.To be honest, he hadn't thought of this step.

"Don't make me say