The Mortal

I can't give up on one thing, but I can accept that you can come and go in my head freely, and I can give everything about myself to you-"

His words can hardly be more straightforward, but not completely straightforward.

"And I think there's a reason for that."

Harry spoke the last, most important sentence in a surge of tiredness.He wondered how it was possible that Snape didn't understand.

Of course there must be a reason for this.

What he was worried about finally happened.

Not good or bad, but he was prepared before he accompanied Ed and a small MI5 team to enter the duke's estate with a search warrant.The old duke, who was suspected and should be imprisoned only after the evidence was convincing, entertained them with a calm demeanor, and he cooperated with the staff to investigate everywhere, as if his innocence had nothing to do with anything.

Of course Harry wasn't fooled by that.When a wizard wants to target Muggles, it is very difficult to fail. The connection between the duke and members of the Conservative Party is obvious in his eyes. Their deeds must be related to the series of events that persecute the Labor Party. Since there is currently no evidence of a clear connection between him and wizards, things still need to be done in accordance with Muggle procedures.

Until a red light hit from behind him.

That is the magic of wizards. Harry didn't see it first, he was idly sitting on the sidelines listening to the unnutritive temptation between Ed and the Duke, and then Ed, who had always been told to be vigilant, pushed him away with excellent professional ability the moment he caught a glimpse of the red light out of the corner of his eye.

The spell fell on the wall and blasted a scorched black mark.Then quickly, spells were cast in his direction one after another. When Harry sidled sideways to the nearest corner, he judged from the density of the spells that there was only one enemy, but the opponent must also be a wizard who was good at fighting. Ed was standing with a gun on the other side of the corridor less than two meters away. There was no echo from the communicator worn on his ear. He smiled wryly at Harry and shook his head, indicating that the helpers had been wiped out at some point.

Harry wasn't surprised by this.

"We don't need to waste time on meaningless fights." A slightly familiar female voice came clearly from there. "Harry Potter, I know you don't have your wand, but I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Savior. We can negotiate terms."

"Really?" Harry asked flatly.

"If you don't hinder us, you won't be in any danger." She said confidently, her footsteps stopped not far or near. "We have no direct conflict. In fact, Muggle fighting is not the responsibility of the Savior, is it? As long as you don't interfere with this, I can guarantee that your Muggle friends will be safe."

"Are you threatening me?"

"I prefer to call it equal representation."

They stalemate in silence for a moment, and then Harry steps out cautiously around the corner.He was empty-handed, obviously, and the female wizard across from him smiled with satisfaction.

"You were the Ministry recorder who accompanied Kent to my place to arrest Snape." He eyed her in surprise. "So that's the case. I think you must have done a lot of things to add fuel to the flames at that time."

"It's a pity you didn't let it go," she said regretfully, still holding her wand. "That's why we have come to this step. We have exposed a lot of information in order to successfully lure you here."

"You've gone to great lengths to make the trap realistic," Harry said. "That doesn't sound like a deal."

"No, I came here with sincerity." She smiled. "Please believe that we have no malicious intentions. After all, it is not that simple to create a suitable conversation environment."

It would be more appropriate to create a threat environment that works in your favor. Harry thought sarcastically.

"As just said," continued the witch. "I hope you will drop this investigation on behalf of the committee."

"But I guess it's not just a matter for the committee anymore. Meddling in Muggle government affairs is a felony, and the Auror Division has been involved as well," Harry said.

"Then don't bother you, Mr. Potter."

"Can I ask why?" He sighed. "Although I'm not obliged to protect Muggles, I don't want to see more bloodshed. What makes you have to do this?"

"You don't need to know why," she refused, flatly. "Now, it's time to get your Muggle friend out."

Harry glanced at her unrelenting wand, and motioned for Ed to come out from behind the wall.

"Put down the gun." The witch said disdainfully. "You don't want to experiment with the power of magic."

Reluctantly, he lowered the gun in his hand, then slowly squatted down and approached the ground.

"What safeguards do we have?" Harry asked her in a bad tone. "You said you wouldn't let my friend get hurt."

"Of course." She turned her gaze back to the savior's face, "We can sign an unbreakable spell."

"That requires the presence of a third wizard as a witness," he reminded.

"Yes, and my friend has been waiting for a long time."

The witch lowered her wand as she spoke, and a cloaked figure appeared from the farthest corner of the room, where he had evidently been hiding.

"Come on." She held out her hand.

Strange wizards stood beside her holding their wands without saying a word. Harry walked towards them slowly, and then stretched out a hand to shake hands with the witch who was holding the winning ticket.

A wand rested between their hands, and thin tongues of flame began to climb and twist.

"Harry Potter, can you guarantee-"

They all broke the script in the moments before the next word was uttered: Ed, who was ignored, quickly raised his gun again before dropping his weapon and fired continuously, while the dark wizard who seemed to be focused on the unbreakable spell immediately cast the armor protection, and at the same time Harry Tighten the strength in your hand and cut the witch's arm backwards.

There was never any trust between the two parties in this room.

After Ed's bullets were all emptied, he was hit unconsciously without any suspense. The black wizard turned around to face the savior who was holding his accomplices in front of him.

"I wish we could have resolved it more peacefully," he said regretfully. "You have better use value when you are alive."

"Don't be so absolute." Harry held the wand he had just confiscated in one hand, "Very few people are confident when facing me."

"Yeah, it's you after all." This time it was the witch who was being held hostage who spoke, and she didn't sound worried - rather, she exuded joy on the contrary. "So what you have in your hands is just useless props."

Harry waved the wand, but it didn't do anything.This made him a little surprised, she must have replaced it while he was evading, these people were able to spend so much thought on dealing with him, and even dared to tamper with such an important weapon.

"So you're going to cast a spell on her?" Harry threw away his wand and stood warily behind the witch.

"You seem to have forgotten something." The wizard on the opposite side easily pointed the tip of his staff to the other side, where was the long-forgotten old Duke - he pointed a silver pistol at Harry with both hands. "It's over," he said.

As he finished speaking, the gunshots rang out again.

But things didn't happen as they expected.They thought that the young savior had no way out, they thought that all the circumstances had been considered, but the last thing they should forget was that they couldn't take any chances when facing the person who defeated the Dark Lord, even if there was only one chance, it was still Chances are -

The wandless and silent armor protection was completed in the blink of an eye, and before anyone could react effectively, the only wizard present with a wand was knocked away by a fierce spell, and Harry left him no strength to resist.The next one was the Duke with a frozen smile, his distorted expression was stilled by the petrification spell.

"It's time to end it," Harry said calmly.

"This is not..." The witch finally started to panic, "Magic without a wand! This is impossible!"

"nothing is impossible."

If anyone looked at Harry at this moment, they would find that there was no expression on his face.He is neither complacent nor disappointed, this is the kind of calmness when facing the enemy that bloody experience taught him - and he also learned not to hesitate and soften his heart under any circumstances.

"If we hadn't waited for your companion to show up, we should have ended long ago."

These were the last words she heard before losing consciousness.

TBC

【ten】

It was Snape who was the first to notice that he was in a different mood than usual.

Even though he came home as usual, remembered to hang his coat on the hanger instead of throwing it on the back of the sofa, and the first thing he did was spontaneously wander over to the workshop to save a miserable man with the smile that could save the wizarding world. Old man - but Snape still picked it up in his various body language that probably no one else could read.

But that's about it.Slytherins don't have an excess of eagerness to ask for trouble.

"Do you have any effective methods of torture?" The savior who had been by the door frame for a long time asked suddenly.

Snape, who had long since had to get used to this unavoidable gaze, stopped what he was doing almost immediately.

"Are you finally crazy?" His knife-like eyes pierced the young man.

"No, pretend I didn't say it." Harry rubbed his face. "Again, I'll ask the question differently. Do you have any Veritaserum in stock?"

"Or you are