Harry Potter's Guardian

What is the memory of this time?

scream booth.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron hid outside, listening to the voices inside.

"Severus, who are you loyal to?" The hiss was reminiscent of a viper.

"Master, of course you. I am your most loyal servant."The trembling voice of the man let Harry know his fear.

"So, Severus." The horrified voice paused, "Who is the owner of the Elder Wand?"

"Draco Malfoy, my lord."

"Severus, you're lying." The unhurried voice made Harry's heart hang.

"Draco knocked off Dumbledore's wand, and you, knocked off Draco's wand. So..."

The hissing stopped, there was a flash of red light, and Snape fell to the ground.

"Nagini."

Through the frosted glass, Harry could vaguely see the man being bitten by a big snake.

Harry clenched his hands tightly, blood dripping to the floor.

After the inside became quiet, the three of Harry walked in quietly.

The black-haired man was lying on the ground with blood oozing from his neck.

Harry knelt beside the man, put his hands on the man's neck, "No, don't..."

"Harry...look at me...."

don't want!Can't!Can't let Sif look any further!Harry strongly refused, allowing his brain to shut down, and Legilimency ended.

Harry slumped in his chair, gasping for breath, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

Snape didn't know what to say, to be exact, Snape froze.

What is that memory?

"Potter...what's that?"

"Professor, I..." Harry opened his mouth, "The Pensieve flew in." Harry knew that he couldn't hide it anymore.

A Pensieve hung in front of Harry.

Holding the wand to his head, he pulled out the silver memories and put them in the Pensieve.Of course the part about the feelings for Snape was omitted.

"That's why I can use advanced spells and use the God's Edge Wuying you created. Professor, you can see for yourself."

Snape buried his head in the Pensieve.

Snape participated in Harry's life as a bystander.

At the school-opening banquet, the disgust in his eyes hurt little Harry deeply, and the two have been entangled since then.

He troubled Harry again and again, and Harry was on the verge of life and death again and again.

What Snape couldn't accept was that the boy he wanted to protect with his life was also a Horcrux.

"You keep him like a pig waiting to be slaughtered", this is what Snape said when he accused Dumbledore.

However, he killed Dumbledore again...

He actually personally killed this old man who gave him a reason to live when he was most desperate.

The later memory is how Harry eliminated the Horcrux and won the final victory.

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Snape went back to the cellar from memory.Looking at Harry with complicated eyes, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Snape managed to digest all the content, tried to calm down, and ran Occlumency again to make his eyes look empty again.

"Then...how did you come back?"

After hearing this question, Harry's green eyes became blurred, as if recalling something.

"I'm dead, Severus."

Snape was shocked by the reason why Harry came back here, and didn't pay attention to what Harry called him, "Dead?!" How could he be dead? Didn't he already defeat the Dark Lord?

Harry's sadness deepened, and the whole person was shrouded in a dead atmosphere.Immersed in the small world, I didn't speak for a long time.

"Potter..."

Snape's soft voice woke Harry up.

Harry looked deeply at Snape in front of him, the breathing Snape, the living Snape.

Harry clenched his fists tightly, "Severus, this doesn't matter anymore." Yes, it doesn't matter anymore.This time, I will definitely protect Sif.

Snape clearly saw the boy's tightly clenched fists, and the doubt in his heart was even greater because the boy had concealed the cause of death.

However, Occlumency does a good job of masking any emotion in the eyes.

The voice became cold again, "Potter, what did you call me?" The tone rose slightly at the end of the sentence, which made Harry feel damn charming.

"Oh, okay. Professor." It seems that we have to go step by step.The long road to chasing husband wow.

Harry's answer was a cold snort.

"Professor." Harry straightened his face.

There were so many things Harry needed to do, he couldn't do everything, and he needed someone he could trust completely to help him.

"You will help me." The tone was very sure.

Snape nodded, he had no reason to refuse.

Snape actually didn't care who was in charge of the wizarding world at all, and didn't care about the lives of other people at all.

But Harry cared, the boy wanted to protect the world.

Harry is like the only sunshine in Snape's world, Harry is the only reason for Snape to live, Harry is Snape's soul.

Snape needed Harry, needed Harry to live.

And Harry also needed Snape, needed Snape to live.

Two people, two souls, supporting each other, leaning on each other.

There was a long silence in the cellar.

"Good night, then." My professor said.

Snape went into the bedroom.He closed the door and said softly, "Good night."

Harry didn't fall asleep all night.Lying on the bed alone, feeling the steady atmosphere in the house...

If the development process of the previous life is followed, Harry still has six years left.

But the sooner the Horcruxes are resolved, the better. Every time a Horcrux is destroyed, Voldemort's power will be weakened.Snape's undercover career would be safer.

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Harry got up early the next day.

He tiptoedly pushed open the bedroom door, and Snape was lying on his side on the big black bed, his brows were furrowed, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

Harry quietly closed the door again and left the cellar.

Harry walked to the door of the Gryffindor lounge and looked at the fat lady in a pink dress.

After thinking for a while, the password for the beginning of school should be "Dragon Slag".

The fat lady lifted her skirt, bowed slightly, and the door opened.

Looking at the familiar golden-red outfit, Harry remembered the dull color of the cellar, and thought of redecorating the cellar.

After thinking about it, I still think it’s okay.He didn't want to be an ingredient in Snape's cauldron.

Because he didn't want to wake up the sleeping Snape, Harry came out without even washing his face.

The only place where Harry can wash up is Ron's bedroom.

Ron's bedroom is still the same room.Only this time Harry was missing, and there were only three beds in the dormitory.

Harry finished the wash without waking anyone up.

Walking to Ron's bedside, the long-lost mischievous heart revived.

Harry looked at his masterpiece and smiled unkindly.Oh, looking forward to seeing Ron get up and look in the mirror.

Ron was awakened by the laughter, opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the other three boys in the dormitory were laughing so hard that they couldn't even stand upright by his bedside.

"Oh, Ron. I think you'd better look in the mirror," Neville reminded kindly.

Ron quickly ran to the bathroom, and Ron in the mirror was painted with red lips, and there was a living farting lion cub on his face, signed: Harry Potter.

Ron screamed, "Harry! I'm going to kill you!"

The people outside the bathroom burst into laughter again.

Harry, who was sitting in the dining room enjoying his breakfast, sneezed.

Shrugging indifferently, a smirk appeared on his face, oh, 11 years old need such entertainment.