I'm playing a big knife at HP

In the early morning of July 1996, 7, Grimmauld Place

In the kitchen, Sirius, Tonks and Marciana were sitting at the table, talking one after another.Tonks was listless, Sirius was yawning, and Marciana rolled her eyes: "I said, Sirius, you'd better go to bed. Dumbledore and Harry will probably arrive tomorrow morning!"

"No, what if they come? I must greet Harry with a loving embrace as soon as possible." Sirius firmly drank another cup of hot tea with refreshing agents.

Marciana decides to leave him alone and concentrate on comforting Tonks, who is not in a good relationship.

Sirius remembered something, poked Marciana, and said that he wanted to talk to her about Harry.

Marciana turned her head.

"Harry has been afraid to see you since the incident with the Ministry of Magic." Sirius scratched the back of his head, "He thinks that he and us are in danger because he didn't listen to you and Hermione."

Marciana curled her lips: "He's right."

Sirius sighed: "Martha, please don't blame him too much. He already knew he was wrong."

"Sirius Black, you almost died." Marciana said slowly.

"I know, I know..." Sirius rubbed his hair in distress, "but he was just worried about me. He made mistakes to save me. Harry is like my son. Way to blame him."

"What about Alastor? If Dolohov used the Killing Curse, Alastor would be dead!" Marciana raised her voice, "Yes, because of Harry's special nature, we will protect Harry at all costs. He, even if he sacrificed his life. But we can obviously avoid that danger!" She remembered Harry's presumptuous assertion that night, and she couldn't help flushing with anger, "He also said that he wanted to be an Auror, you Ask Dora, what will happen if the Auror doesn't trust his companions like this and insists on going his own way? He will kill all his teammates!"

Nymphadora Tonks spread her hands, obviously agreeing with Marciana's words.

Sirius said helplessly and somewhat proudly: "He is James' son after all, and it is his nature to take risks."

"Don't come here!" Marciana slapped the table angrily, "You encouraged him! You repeatedly tried to make Harry look like James. He was originally a more cautious and careful child. Harry It's already enough to distrust adults, and you have to add to his impression! His behavior has nothing to do with adventurous spirit, but with the judgment of whether you can trust your comrades in arms, and whether you can do the right thing at the right time It turned out that he didn't trust neither me nor Hermione's judgment, and our judgment was just right! Judging by how hard he tried to learn Occlumency, he didn't even trust Dumbledore's judgment believe!"

Sirius was petrified by her anger.

Marciana calmed down and pointed at Sirius threateningly: "You have to talk to him. If you want him to understand the truth, you can't be a godfather who can only play cool." She softened her voice, "I Don't blame Harry, he's a teenager and makes teenage mistakes. But he's not like normal kids. I know it's not fair to him, but the truth is that when Harry makes a mistake, someone could die. He has to understand situation."

Seeing that the cool person in front of his godson was in danger, Sirius sighed sadly.At this moment, there were three knocks on the front door.

Marciana pulled out her wand: "Who is it? Please state your name."

She was still half aggrieved, and there was a burst of murderous intent when she asked this question.

"It's me, Dumbledore, with Harry."

Of course, this one cannot be offended.Marciana counted and undid the twenty-odd protective spells on the front door, opened a crack, and it was Dumbledore and Harry standing outside.She moved sideways to let them in.Footsteps sounded behind him, and Sirius Black ran up to Harry and gave him a bear hug.

Marciana resisted the urge to roll her eyes and nodded at Dumbledore: "You arrived sooner than expected."

"We were lucky. Slughorn made it through easily, not at all as hard as I thought. It's all Harry's fault, of course. Ah, hello, Nymphadora!"

"You brought Professor Slughorn's favorite bait, no wonder he wants to take the bait." Marciana glanced at Harry and smiled, "It's great, I can see an old friend again when school starts .”

Tonks came out: "Hello Professor, hello Harry." She put on her traveling cloak, "I should go." Marciana also took the opportunity to leave.

Dumbledore stopped Marciana before she went out: "Martha, if you are free, tomorrow morning... no, this morning to be precise, can you come to my office?"

Marciana rolled her eyes around his withered right hand and nodded.

A few hours later, Marciana sat in the Hogwarts principal's office, and in front of her was a rough ring with a cracked black stone inlaid on it.

"I have two very good news. First, another Horcrux has been destroyed." Dumbledore pointed to the ring on the table, "Second, if the plan goes well, we will soon know that Voldemort made a total of How many Horcruxes have been killed?"

The fifth one, Marciana counted secretly in her heart.Add to that Mrs. Gray's clues—since Tom Riddle asked her about the whereabouts of the diadem, it might be assumed that the diadem has been turned into a Horcrux by him—then there might be a sixth one.

Marciana pondered, "Since he is so obsessed with symbolic meanings, the numbers he chooses must have some peculiarities. Seven, nine, and thirteen are all magical numbers. I hope he didn't choose thirteen... "

"I hope so too, to be honest, running around like this really makes my old bones a little bit unbearable!" Dumbledore said lightly.

The number of Horcruxes is of great importance, and Dumbledore deliberately kept it secret, so Marciana pondered for a while: "I think the person you are referring to who knows the number of Horcruxes is Professor Slughorn? Is there a way to get him to talk?"

"I haven't, but I think Harry will."

Since Harry is asked to join this plan, it can be seen that Dumbledore thinks it is time for Harry to start knowing the truth.Marciana nodded, then pointed to Dumbledore's right hand, "Do you want to tell me about this?"

"That's what I meant," Dumbledore said briefly, putting his hands on the table, fingers facing each other, "Marciana, I was cursed while looking for this ring, and this curse will kill me , I still have one year to live. There is no way to save my life. After one year, the curse will spread to the whole body, and I will definitely die. This is not anyone's mistake, but my own mistake. I hope Remember what I just said."

His blue eyes were fixed on the other's blue eyes.

After hearing this, Marciana paused for a while, then raised her eyebrows: "What did you say?"

"I'm dying. Severus helped me trap the curse in this hand, buying me for a year. But the curse will grow stronger with time, and it will kill me eventually."

"Do not."

"Martha, this is a fact, and I need you to accept this fact, because I have many things to entrust to you."

"No!"

"Martha, listen to me..."

Marciana calmly raised a finger, then pointed at the scorched hand: "No, please forgive me, you should listen to me. Can you?"

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow too, but he nodded.

Marciana held his scorched right hand with her left hand, put her right hand on his healthy shoulder, and closed her eyes.After a moment, she opened her eyes: "The spell is indeed very powerful and vicious, it is indeed fatal. Can you call Severus over and let me ask him a few questions?"

Dumbledore agreed, and Snape appeared in his office ten minutes later.When he saw Marciana, he froze.

Marciana's eyes lit up, showing a bright smile.Fortunately, she still remembered the business under the watchful eyes of a room full of dead or alive principals, and asked him: "You managed to trap this spell, how did you do it?"

"I fed the principal a potion that temporarily stimulates vitality and magic power. His own powerful magic power automatically repels foreign spells. Finally, I drew the power of the curse into one hand and sealed it."

Marciana nodded, picked up the withered hand, and gesticulated on it: "That is to say, you deceived the spell, making it think that this hand is a whole wizard." Her finger touched Dumbledore He poked on his elbow, "As far as I can tell, you have set up a magic barrier at his elbow to isolate dead tissue and healthy body, right?"

Snape took a step forward and began pointing and entering the state of academic discussion: "Exactly. With the headmaster's own magic power to strengthen this barrier, although the curse will become stronger and stronger, it can still persist for a year. Of course , it is best not to overuse magic power during this period."

"If that's the case..." Marciana turned to face Dumbledore, "I have a way to save your life."

Dumbledore only showed a slightly surprised expression, but Snape immediately spoke, with a bit of eagerness in his voice: "I would like to hear more about it."

"The curse will be automatically broken on the dead body, right?" Marciana said, a dagger took shape in her right hand.

Seeing that he was about to transform from a living teaching prop into a specimen, Dumbledore quickly said, "We don't need to worry about this..."

"You misunderstood." Marciana said calmly, "I just want to chop off your hand."

Snape's expression was very strange, it seemed that he was shocked and wanted to laugh: "This is difficult to operate. This kind of curse will spread within a second when it is stimulated, and it will be even more difficult to trap it at that time." .”

"I don't need a second." Marciana said confidently, "You help him block the curse with magic power, and I will do it."

Snape thought about it, and he nodded to Dumbledore: "This idea is worth a try. As long as her sword is fast enough, it is not impossible to succeed. Others probably can't do it, but Marciana..." He showed a With a weird smile, "She is skilled, maybe it will work."

Dumbledore sighed: "The situation is a bit complicated now... To be honest, it is more convenient for me to die, and it will make many things easier."

Snape fell silent.

"What are you talking about!" Marciana was very puzzled, "The Order of the Phoenix needs you, and Hogwarts needs you too! What could be simpler!?"

Snape and Dumbledore looked at each other, and Snape said angrily, "You tell her."

"Okay, Martha, I need you to keep the next thing secret. It's good to tell you, you can help Severus." Dumbledore sighed. "Voldemort gave Draco orders to kill me."

Marciana sneered.

"There is no doubt that he didn't expect Draco to succeed, he just wanted to punish Lucius, let him watch his son fail, and then accept punishment. Voldemort knew that Lucius and Narcissa loved Draco very much, knew how The most painful means can make them die. My death can completely save the child from the wrath of the Dark Lord."

"And obviously the dirty work has to fall to me," Snape interjected angrily.

"Yes, Severus, I'm grateful. But after Narcissa's visit to you the day before yesterday, it was clear that this decision would not only save Draco's life, but it would save you from your vows, wouldn't it? "

"What? What oath?" Marciana became alert.

Dumbledore betrayed his men without hesitation: "Severus has made an unbreakable oath."

"What are you kidding?!" Marciana jumped up and clenched her fists, "Are you crazy? Why are you doing this!"

"Martha, calm down." Dumbledore stopped Marciana who seemed about to rush up and shake Snape.

She trembled and took a few deep breaths, covering her forehead with one hand, "God, why is no one reliable..." She paced back and forth, "What did you swear?"

Snape avoided her angry gaze: "Martha..."

"I want to know, tell me word for word." Marciana said through gritted teeth.

"Well... I swear to watch over Draco while he tries to fulfill the Dark Lord's will, to protect him from harm to the best of my ability, and if necessary, if Draco appears to be failing, to order the Dark Lord to Follow through on what he's done."

Marciana closed her eyes, supported the back of the chair and took a deep breath: "Fortunately... Fortunately, it is not without loopholes - she has no time limit. That is to say, as long as Albus dies in your hands in the end Here, it doesn't matter if it's a year from now or 100 years from now..."

"Honestly, I really don't mind letting Severus kill me." Dumbledore said calmly, "I've lived to be more than 100 years old, and Severus and Draco are still so young, I'm very Willing to trade my own death for theirs. My death will make a lot of things easier."

There was a weary sadness on the old wizard's face, and Snape couldn't help but be moved too.But Marciana was even angrier.

"Of course it's easy! It's always easy to die!" She blurted out, "What's so difficult about dying? Living is the hardest thing!"

She pressed her hands on the headmaster's desk, leaned over and stared at Dumbledore, the voice sounded in his head - I know it will be difficult for you to face some of us after your plan is fully unfolded, Harry, Sirius , even Severus, but you can devise such a plan, don't you have the courage to admit and face the consequences?

Dumbledore's face changed, and a terrible majesty radiated from under the wrinkled body.

"You must live." Marciana stared coldly at the most powerful wizard of this century, without flinching, "You were the one who got us on board, don't think about leaving us and going down first."

Snape had heard that in the animal world, lionesses were responsible for hunting, and they were actually more ferocious than male lions. Now he realized that this was true for Gryffindor.

Dumbledore looked at Marciana, his tense face suddenly relaxed, showing a somewhat gratified smile: "Of course, if there is a possibility of surviving, I will not give up easily. Although the plan will become complicated, But we'll figure it out."

Marciana crossed her arms and snorted.

"Pity me, an old man. I can't even put my whole body in the grave." Dumbledore sighed.

Marciana was unmoved: "I don't see Alastor complaining either."

"That's because Alastor is much stronger than me." Dumbledore said kindly. "In any case, my death was necessary. It seems we have to find a way to fake a death."

"I have an idea or two," Marciana said darkly, "but before discussing this, let's see if it can save your life. If my idea doesn't work, why not fake it. "

Seeing that Marciana was getting more and more irritable, Snape decided to retreat strategically: "I'll go back and get some useful potions."

"I'll go with you." Marciana gave him a vicious look.

Snape clearly saw the big words "I want to settle accounts with you" on her face.

Snape cast a very resentful glance at Dumbledore who betrayed him, Dumbledore returned him a self-seeking look, and opened the office door with a wave of his wand.

The author has something to say: Let's do a double update today!It is still being repaired later.