The Mortal

Revenge - So Harry suddenly understood that hatred, anger, desire, these human emotions are war itself, and it will never die.

Human beings keep saving themselves and hurting themselves again. Sometimes they do it when they know it is wrong, but they don’t want to do it when they know it is right. How strange and normal. Harry began to learn to accept the powerlessness of not being able to save everyone. Harry Potter is not an omnipotent hero in fairy tales, and the boy who survived cannot really save the world. Idealism is barren, but there is still life worth moving forward.

He didn't stay long in the cemetery.

The presence of the Savior is always noticeable to the wizard, the halo above his head is shining brightly again, and the reporters have tried tirelessly to chase him down. Although they have not succeeded so far, the various wonderful reports in the "Daily Prophet" are still there. is increasing day by day.

Harry returned to London after outright rejecting the Minister's invitation.It took him a few days to dig out the brain of the old duke before him. Legilimency is not very proficient but it is enough to deal with a Muggle-the truth is a bit unexpected.

The Conservative Party, which failed in the last general election, is not wrong to deal with the current ruling Labor Party. It is not wrong for the aristocrats of the House of Lords who have no real power to join forces to make profits. It is actually someone from the Labor Party (at least it seems to be)-the position of cabinet secretary can be said to be the most powerful existence in the entire British government except the prime minister, including the mobilization of MI5 and MI6. Harry almost felt sorry for the Muggle government, it was hard to be stabbed in the gut, and I heard that the Prime Minister almost kicked down the expensive solid wood desk for this - compared to the other news, it was not a big deal, although he was also surprised The clerk girl named Nancy (*see Chapter 6) who often gave him flowers belonged to MI[-], and Dr. Green, who happened to break into the scene when his medical records were stolen, was completely forgotten about this matter.

At that time, the workload of MI5 was almost at its peak, and only Ed was free because he was still in charge of the wizard.

"If in the end the Ministry of Magic decides to go back to the way it was before, then I think you'll have to go back to your old jobs too," Harry reminded him. "Maybe some memory will be erased."

"That is to say, whether it's about wizards or about you, I will forget?" Ed frowned and saw the young man on the opposite side nod. "That doesn't sound good."

"Unless the prime minister or someone can negotiate a new agreement with this side."

Ed rested his chin in thought for a long time. "Isn't your opinion important too?" he asked.

"I guess so?" Harry replied uncertainly. "But you don't need to worry too much. Our minister has always been friendly to Muggles. No matter what opinions other departments put forward, the final result will not be too bad."

"It's about my head." Ed rolled his eyes at him. "I think you can talk to this new cabinet secretary."

"So soon?" Harry asked, thinking of the two vacancies for directors that hadn't been finalized yet.The ministers wanted to tie him back to the Ministry of Magic, and Headmaster McGonagall would have jumped at the chance to ask him if he wanted to go back to school - maybe he needed to start worrying about the wizarding population more now, Harry thought, considering Ron and Hermione Get married before the next breakup.

"It's politics, young man." Ed patted him on the shoulder with mock seriousness.

"Okay." Harry felt a headache when he heard this. "I thought it would be more convincing to speak directly to the prime minister."

"That's because you don't know who Mycroft Holmes is." Ed smiled cryptically. "At that time, you can try the mind-reading magic."

So he really used Legilimency.The kind that just wants to simply judge whether the other party is malicious, and his moral bottom line has not yet fallen.

But the direct result is that Harry reluctantly apparated back and went to the bathroom to be with the sink without saying a word. By the way, thinking about Ed's gloating face, he planned to send some experimental products from the joke shop as a gift-please, that is indeed human brain?It's not a pleasant experience to be overwhelmed by a huge flow of information unprepared. Harry felt that he had saved his face as a wizard if he didn't spit it out on the spot when the world was spinning. Surprisingly ridiculed, Snape had no intention of canceling one of the few entertainments in his life that struck him.

"I bet there's a dozen libraries in his head." Harry retorted muffled as he collapsed on the sofa. "It's a good thing he's not a wizard, otherwise I'd have a headache and become a Dark Lord—but with such an official, I'm afraid it will cause wizards to be more defensive, right? Ed shouldn't have recommended him."

"Don't always think other people are as stupid as you, Potter." Snape gave him a powerless glance. "If that person is smart enough, he'll find the right balance between Muggles and wizards."

Snape still used to call him by his last name sometimes.But Harry didn't mind, for his own sake, it's not uncommon for him to unconsciously blurt out the professor on the bed, and the end result is that it makes the act of leaving the bed in the morning Quite difficult.

"So you'd better never leave me, in case the savior is so stupid as to ruin the entire wizarding world," Harry said, then poked around curiously. "What are you looking at?"

"I'm trying to find something useful... out of all the compliments I've written about someone." Snape put the newspaper down in a bad tone. "But it's clear that other pages have sadly been taken across the board."

Harry looked down, normally the potion-related part had been taken up by his own face - which was not so good, he always felt that the best way for him to get on this page was to rely on the potion accident.

But there's more to it than that.The boy in the photo looked haggard, and the camera was zoomed in so close that he couldn't see the surroundings. Just as Harry wondered when his vigilance became so low, he saw the person in the picture lowered his eyes, hands Holding the other's hand, he raised it to his forehead.He pressed so hard that the edges of his fingertips turned white from the loss of blood.

You look like you want to cry. Harry wondered, then realized it was himself - was that what I was then?As for who was being held tightly, he knew it without thinking.The photographer should be outside the window, and that angle cannot capture the whole picture of the hospital bed.

"I thought you'd never wake up." Harry whispered, trying to hide his embarrassment in a steady tone. "But why is it brought up so long ago?" he asked.

Snape didn't answer, just looked at him with raised eyebrows.So he had a bad premonition, and his premonition was always accurate - Harry continued to look down, and his face changed strangely as the reading time increased.

Maybe journalists are very good at building stories from bits and pieces.

"Well," he looked up after a while. "It says that I have special feelings for you." Harry tried not to smile too obviously.

"Your ability to summarize always allows you to perfectly avoid the point," Snape commented.

"If you're referring to the theme of how I acted irrationally because the person I liked was seriously injured and heartbroken, and now we are finally together after going through hardships, I definitely understand, although he It's so cryptic, 'the admiration for the professor who has been taking care of me and the guilt caused by various misunderstandings'?" Harry pretended to read a sentence and couldn't help it, "Why don't you just write I love you."

"And then wizards all over Britain will know that you, the Golden Boy, have a crush on a disreputable ex-Death Eater twenty years your senior," Snape said cautiously.

"I just remember that he was the most powerful potions master in England, the double agent who played the Dark Lord to the end, and always protected me very well." Harry climbed up his legs slowly, keeping the two people's eyes flush with each other. "I can say this for half an hour without repeating words. If you want to check my English, now is a good time."

"My focus is on the first half of the sentence, Potter."

Harry blinked blankly at first, then frowned slightly.His arms were on Snape's shoulders, wrapped around the nape of his neck.

"You don't want others to know?" He asked tentatively.

"I'm afraid it's not something I can decide." Snape snorted. "As long as they're not blind - and as much as I sincerely doubt - I think you're going to get a ton of questions pretty quickly from everywhere," he cautioned. You are talking nonsense. By the way, they will try their best to wake you up, and try their best to choose a more suitable one for you..."

"Wait," Harry cut him off. "So you don't simply care about our relationship being known, but the part that will be triggered later."

Snape couldn't react for a second at his sudden utterance.

"...if you insist on thinking that there is any difference between the two." He glared angrily at the boy who smiled too brightly.

"The difference is huge."