I'm playing a big knife at HP

The next day, Dumbledore disappeared all day, and Professor McGonagall has not been discharged from the hospital.Umbridge had been found - horrified by the centaurs, and now living in the school infirmary.Marciana temporarily assumed the duties of Professor McGonagall, maintaining the order of the school together with the other three principals.However, all this is the last calm before the storm.

The other faculty members may only have a vague premonition, and the students who discussed the gossip in private didn't understand, but both Marciana and Snape knew that although Voldemort's plan was thwarted, the Ministry of Magic was forced to admit his The return of , but this does not mean that the battle has become easier to fight.On the contrary, now that Voldemort has no scruples, the future will only be ten times more difficult than it is now.

On Friday night, Dumbledore finally returned to Hogwarts and sent Marciana to the headmaster's office.

"I heard Severus and Remus describe the whole process of last night. You and Severus did a great job—even if I was here, I might not be able to do better." Dumbledore said gently Said, "I must thank you for keeping everything in order while I was gone. Especially you, who took over the task of teaching Harry Occlumency after Severus, which was crucial."

"Thank you, but it's still useless in the end, isn't it?" Marciana shrugged in frustration.

"No, not for nothing. I'm sure Harry has learned a valuable lesson, the fear of nearly losing a loved one and putting a friend in danger will grow him."

"Speaking of loved ones, how are our wounded?"

"Oh, quite good!" Dumbledore replied happily, "Sirius is awake. The therapist said there is no permanent damage, but he needs to rest. Alastor is making a fuss about being discharged from the hospital. He is recovering very well. Mi Leva also woke up this morning, but the therapist insisted that she stay in the hospital for observation for two more days... It's really embarrassing for her."

"What about... Harry? How is he?"

"He needs to rest, but other than that he's fine. I told him about the look on that kid's face when Sirius was still alive..." The old wizard paused for a moment, with a sad look on his face, but soon He just shook his head and smiled, "I'm very happy for him. Not everyone gets a second chance. For Harry, if Sirius died last night, I'm afraid he will bear the burden of death." The guilt of the dead godfather..."

Dumbledore paused again, and said after a long time: "Guilty is too heavy a thing, Harry is so young and has so few relatives, if something happened to Sirius, it would be too cruel for him. I'm glad you saved him."

Marciana nodded, "This is my job." She lowered her head: "About Harry..."

Dumbledore looked at her calmly: "I guess you have doubts. Before I answer any of your questions, I want to ask you—have you ever told anyone what happened to Harry that you witnessed last night?"

Marciana shook her head: "Neville, Harry, Voldemort and you and I are all insiders."

"That's good." Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, "I want you to keep it a secret for now. This matter is of great importance."

"...Okay." She pondered for a moment, "I have some guesses about what I've seen."

Dumbledore made no sound, motioning for her to continue.

"Actually, ever since Harry was able to speak Parseltongue, I have noticed the extraordinary connection between him and Voldemort. That's all Parseltongue. No one knows whether an ancient family like Potter is related to Slytherin or not. There's no blood relationship, but Harry's recurring dreams of Voldemort, and even being able to sense his emotions and hear his orders, is highly unusual."

She paused, "When I found out all this, my guess was that when Voldemort attacked Harry 15 years ago, that powerful counter-curse not only destroyed his body, but also damaged his soul. Since he once created There are many Horcruxes, and the soul is already very unstable, maybe the Killing Curse tore apart a small strand of his soul and attached to Harry, so that there was such a mysterious connection between them."

She watched Dumbledore carefully, but the expression on the old wizard's face was unpredictable, and her words didn't move a single muscle in his face.So Marciana went on.

"Of course, it's not a big deal. Although the soul is mysterious, according to Casas' research, if it's just a very small wisp without enough memory and personality, it can't do much. As Harry grows older , the power becomes stronger, and sooner or later his complete and powerful soul will swallow or destroy that ray of invading soul. But everything I saw last night changed my previous guess. Voldemort can actually possess Harry, this kind of The connection is much stronger than I ever imagined ... that piece of soul is much stronger than I ever imagined."

She took a deep breath and stared closely at Dumbledore: "If I guessed that the piece of soul in Harry is not weaker than the soul attached to the snake, would you say that my judgment was wrong? "

"I wouldn't say that."

"Then..." she trembled, "then... Harry and he..."

"I don't want you to use that word."

Marciana clenched her fists and tried her best to control herself. She closed her eyes and said, "There must be a way. Although Kasas' notes did not mention how to take out the invading soul piece from the living body, there must be a way." There is a way. I have done many experiments on that snake, and you must have studied it for a long time..." She looked at him stubbornly, "There must be a way."

Dumbledore's face was tired and sad.

Marciana shook her head: "We can't hurt Harry."

"Of course not. But Harry must die, and he must die at the hands of Voldemort."

"What do you mean!? Why?"

Dumbledore didn't answer.

"No. No way." Marciana shook her head resolutely, "We destroy the other Horcruxes, kill Voldemort, and then we can take Harry to the top black magic research experts. Maybe the soul piece won't Wake up!"

"Martha, your greatest weakness is blind optimism in the face of unacceptable things." Dumbledore said sharply, "After seeing Voldemort possessing Harry with your own eyes, you still think he can't use it Occupy Harry's body? If we destroy other Horcruxes, kill Voldemort, and force him to nowhere, do you think Soul Piece will wake up and snatch Harry's body? By then, our outcome will be decided Mention, Harry really has no way out."

Marciana froze.She stared blankly at the table and thought for a long time, biting her lips until blood came out.Finally, trembling, she buried her face in her hands, "I can't do it... how are we going to face that kid again? He's a good boy... and that James face and... and Lily's eyes. "

"You can, and you must." Dumbledore's voice carried a firm coldness, like an iron hand that dragged her out of the quagmire of sorrow, "Three years ago, you said you would Help me, you made your choice that day. It might be happier to be kept in the dark, but Martha, you said you wanted to know the truth. That's the price of the truth."

Marciana lifted her pale face from her hands, and her blue eyes were burning with a terrible gleam in Dumbledore's blue eyes.At this time, the expressions on the faces of the old and the young are surprisingly similar, it is a mixture of fragility and firmness, fear and courage, rebellion and stubbornness-this is the expression that when facing an irresistible fate, it is still necessary to act like a mortal. The face of a rebel whose body is trying to turn the great wheel of fate.

"We must destroy all the Horcruxes, then Harry must die at the hands of Voldemort, and finally Voldemort is destroyed. These three things must happen in this order. I am sorry, but I have thought about it countless times in the past three years. It's the only way."

Marciana looked at Dumbledore with alert eyes, and the old man's face was as motionless as a stone sculpture.

"The only way?"

"Yes."

"So, is Harry going to die?"

"I'm afraid so."

Marciana narrowed her eyes and stared closely at Dumbledore, "Then let me ask another question. Can Harry live?"

Dumbledore's expression finally changed, and an almost imperceptible look of surprise crossed his face.He was silent for a while: "I don't know, at least not with certainty."

"His chance of survival lies in Lily's blood protection curse?"

Dumbledore could hardly hide his surprise.Marciana pursed her lips: "That's enough. Albus, although I dare not claim to understand you, I have never seen you set up a perfect game. No matter what it is Such a person, you will always leave him a chance. That's enough."

"You're wrong, it's not me, but fate that left everyone alive." Dumbledore sighed.

Marciana was silent for a long time before she said, "Sirius won't accept it."

"I'll spare him the pain of knowing the truth. But I think you may be underestimating Sirius Black. Sirius believes some things are worth dying for."

"Dying yourself and watching someone you love die are two different things," retorted Marciana.She asked again, "And does he know? Severus...does he know?"

Dumbledore was silent.

"You didn't tell him? You have been hiding such an important matter from him? He...does he still think that he is taking the risk to protect Lily's son?" She raised her voice in surprise, "You can't keep it from him, He has to know the truth."

"I know...I know..." Dumbledore rubbed his forehead wearily, "Severus is too important, I admit, I have some worries about gains and losses. Among all people, he is the most unpredictable for me, Even Voldemort I'd say I can guess right, but Severus..."

"I'm not sure about anything else, but I'm sure of one thing—he's different from Sirius, and you can't hide it from him. If you don't tell him, he'll figure it out sooner or later, and it's really too late by then. .” Marciana crossed her arms.

Dumbledore heaved a long sigh, "I know. I'll tell him, give me some time. I hope he's not just working for our side for Lily Potter, and sometimes I think that's the case ...especially over the past year or so, I think he wants as much as we do to end Voldemort's threat and rule. But you know Severus...you can never be sure what he's thinking..."

Marciana pursed her lips and lowered her head: "Yes."

"I hope you will keep the secret strictly and never reveal any clues in front of Severus. I will tell him about this matter, but I can only tell him."

"Of course." Marciana said sullenly.

"Martha, you need to be careful with this request. I ask you to cover up any speculation about the matter. You must act ignorant to Harry, and you must act ignorant to Sirius, especially if you Need to act ignorant in front of Severus. Severus is not only the most gifted occlumency master I have ever seen in my life, but also a gifted liar, his ability to see through lies is not weaker than Voldemort, Do you understand? Can you do it? If you can't do it, I'd rather modify your memory now so that you forget what we talked about today."

Marciana was a little surprised at Dumbledore's sternness: "I will. Just pretend that I don't know anything."

"Secrets are stones that weigh on our chests, and I feel its weight every day. I don't know if you're ready to live with it, maybe it's better for me to help you move it away."

Marciana raised her chin, "No. I'd rather live with a heavy truth than delude myself in ignorance. If I were a person who would choose the right path, I wouldn't choose revenge in the first place. You Even if I modify my memory today, sooner or later I will re-guess the truth and come to you again. Besides..." She paused, "One more person who cooperates with you will give Harry a chance to hold on to life .”

"Even if it means hiding Severus? Don't nod hastily, think about it, I know he's your weakness."

Marciana's complexion changed drastically, her cheeks flushed red: "Albus, what are you talking about!"

Dumbledore smiled knowingly, and said gently: "I just noticed that a friendship has developed between you. It is not easy to conceal a friend, especially when that friend is sensitive and intelligent."

"Well, yes." Marciana calmed down and pursed her lips, "I said I would help you, but my mind has not changed. I will do my best."

"Your best effort is stronger than most people's vows." Dumbledore was satisfied.Before she could leave, he called her abruptly, "Martha, I want you to know that I am very grateful for the friendship between you and Severus."

Marciana nodded, but she didn't understand why there seemed to be tears in the eyes of the old wizard.

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