[HP] S·M event book

The expected victory brought not ecstasy, but rage.

——The Boy Who Lived is the Horcrux of the Dark Lord! !

Who would have thought?Who would have thought!

There were cheers and wild laughter in his ears—perhaps because he had been suppressed by the reputation of "the savior" for too long, or because he wanted to echo him, but now, these voices were a great irony to him , They turned into iron rods full of barbs, twisted in his stomach one by one, he stared at the "savior" lying on the ground, with a faint smell of blood lingering between the gaps between his lips——Albus Dumbledore Lido, he will be together until death!That damned, shameless old man!

The hand holding the wand tightly trembled slightly because of the raging anger, and the back of the blue-white hand showed ferocious veins—this was originally a treasure he was proud of, which proved his strength, but now it also proved his ridiculousness.If it wasn't for the last sliver of rationality controlling him, he thought he would crush this thing to pieces!He even felt that Dumbledore had designed him to get this wand!

The last thought flashed through his mind, instantly extinguishing the surging anger under his cold skin, he calmed down slightly, and stood expressionlessly amidst the noise.

——The great Albus? Dumbledore will design himself to die at his hands?

How likely is this "possible" to happen?what is the reason?What is the purpose?

In the past, he would have sneered at this speculation—money, power, and honor, all of which are valuable only while alive, once life is over, everything will become meaningless, and no one will get these after all. Will willingly step into the grave.

But now he doesn't think so - there are always some people who are willing to give their lives for a certain belief, even something more important than life.

Even though some of his memories were blurred, he was still deeply impressed by Dumbledore - he was his worst enemy.When he was a student, he assembled and obeyed his strength under the eyes of all the professors. Only Dumbledore was aware of it. Just one look could make him restrain himself for a long time. He had spent a lot of time trying to figure out how Dumbledore To dispel his vigilance and defense, after all, this can make him more unimpeded in school.It's a pity that it didn't work at all, and all the camouflage was no stronger than parchment in Dumbledore's eyes.

Over time, he also understood that some things cannot be achieved by self-confidence and perseverance.During the seven years at Hogwarts, he dared to show off his...talent in front of everyone unscrupulously, but when facing Dumbledore, he always kept his mouth shut, unwilling to take the slightest risk of exposing himself.

Thinking of some things that happened in the past, he snorted with a gloomy face - Dumbledore is dead, and now the "Savior" is also dead, what tricks does that guy have left?Who else has the ability to stop him from moving forward? !

The wrong history has been corrected, and he will live in "eternal life".

He now has plenty of time to deal with these small troubles that are not even stumbling blocks - such as the Order of the Phoenix.

Raising his hand slightly, the originally noisy cheers stopped immediately, and he said flatly: "Throw him to Hogwarts." At that time, those mice hiding in the dark will definitely be lured out.

The man closest to him nodded and bowed quickly, and then walked forward. He saw Ron, who had been panic-stricken and colorless, suddenly raised his head. After being slightly surprised, a strange feeling came up—that was a danger. instinct.

--moment! ! !

The originally flat and peaceful grass around Ron and Harry split apart as if a bomb had been dropped. Dozens of black shadows sprang out from the ground. Immediately afterwards, colorful light beams shot at the unprepared Death Eaters. Many people collapsed limply before they even had time to utter an exclamation.

I don't know who shouted: "Feng...Order of the Phoenix!"

Except for a few people who fought back in time, everyone else was in a hurry.

The freeze of time was broken at this moment.

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He waved his wand to block the curse that was coming at him, but he seemed a little careless—the Order of the Phoenix has been hiding underground, why did they appear now, regardless of the life and death of the savior?Abandoned?No, Harry Potter is the only and most important pawn in the Order of the Phoenix after Dumbledore's death, but if this is the case, why...

A thought flashed through his mind quickly, he frowned slightly, and just as he was about to catch it, a Death Eater beside him accidentally bumped his elbow, listening to the sincere apology, He waved his hand impatiently, raised his eyes and saw the mess in front of him, and yelled slightly angrily: "What does this mess look like! Harry Potter is dead! What else can make you flinch! !"

These words were like a boulder falling on everyone's heads, mourning and anger, excitement and madness filled the night instantly, and the sound of murderous curses came and went one after another.

He raised his jaw, glanced across the chaotic crowd, and realized through a gap that the body of the "Savior" had disappeared, perhaps taken away by his companions, or trampled into a pulp by the Death Eaters, but Who cares?It's just a dead man, and the Order of the Phoenix won't even have time to mourn.

The wrong history has been corrected, and there is nothing to stop him.

At this moment, scorching flames suddenly burst out from the scarlet eyes, as if they were going to burn everything up.

He swung down his wand suddenly, and a tearful man in front of him was immediately cut off from the waist by something invisible, and the blood burst out, causing voices of grief, anger and ecstasy at the same time.

"My servants, this is my reward for your long-standing loyalty." A deep and hoarse voice slowly escaped from his throat, seemingly calm, but only he knew that the organs in his chest were throbbing. How violent. "Enjoy this moment and let the blood of the enemy stain this land red."

"Of course! Master! I will never let you down!"

"Avenge Harry! Never let these lunatics get out of here!"

"Ha! Let them die without a whole body! Grind them into a pulp!!"

"We must protect our family!"

Hate, sorrow and anger, excitement and madness, the two diametrically opposed emotions collided together, submerging the gloomy forest in countless deadly spells.

He raised his eyebrows playfully, then waved his wand, and after a moment of weightlessness, he appeared in front of his only descendant - she seemed surprised by his appearance.

"I thought you'd stay there," Saila said, and took a step forward to hold him by the hem of his coat.

He silently looked at her hand, held it gently, and immediately felt a warm touch in his palm, and an inexplicable violence suddenly surged in his heart, which made him wish he could crush this feeling in his palm and turn it into ashes.

He is only one small step away from success... No, the death of the savior already means his success.He can enjoy eternal life unscrupulously, but what right does this traitor in front of him have to stay by his side?

Cowardly, incompetent, and ignorantly looking at Xiao Si.

Is such a descendant really necessary?

Is it really necessary for the immortal him to leave a descendant?

Slightly squinting eyes stared at the small and soft hand, and the scarlet blood flowed in it.

As if aware of something, Sai La's back froze - all these years, she has been trying to figure out his thoughts all the time, for fear that if she is not careful, she will die without a burial.She didn't understand him, and no one would understand him, but now the cold killing intent pierced into her body undisguisedly, followed by a strange feeling.

Mourning, despairing, but not facing the fear of death.

Saila lowered her head slightly, staring at her toes very seriously. The black shoes were stained with a little dust, and a small ant staggered past her feet...

She just waited to be wiped out...abandoned.

The weird silence did not make the surroundings dead silent, because the wailing and screaming from not far away continued to pass over.

I don't know how long it took, Sara heard a faint sigh, the voice was so low that she almost thought it was an illusion, and then, there was a gentle touch on the top of her head, which melted the ice all over her body in an instant.

"Harry Potter is dead, and the rest of the debris is left to someone else to clean up."

Saila raised her head in disbelief, and looked at him with an inexplicable gaze for a while, but he seemed to be unaware and turned to look at the thrilling battlefield not far away. She swallowed her throat and finally found it. In her own voice, "You..." The weak note jumped out of her lips in a particularly hoarse voice, with a hint of joy that she couldn't even perceive.

He glanced at Sera quickly, then asked nonchalantly, "What?"

Sera didn't know what to say for a moment, the cold killing intent came for no reason, and disappeared inexplicably.After a while, she shook her head, racked her brains to find a topic for a while, glanced at the fire forest not far away from the corner of her eyes, and said in a daze, "When will this... this war end?"

"Soon." He said quickly, as if he had thought of something interesting, and he laughed under his breath, "War? War is based on equality, but now look, Sera, this Is it war?" He opened his hands, as if he was embracing the bloody, screaming, and frightening sky, his scarlet eyes flashed with wild and wanton fire, "I prefer to call it... massacre."

Sai La looked at him intently, the organ inside his chest throbbed violently because of his laughter, the black robe fluttered slightly in the wind, the blood printed on it and the firelight mixed into a breathtaking color, which made everyone feel sick. She looked up at it and trembled at it.

This man is already at the top.

After a while, Saila pursed her lips and said softly: "What do you want next...?" She didn't ask him what he wanted to do, because what he wanted to do the most has already been done, and what follows will be endless plunder.

He froze for a moment, as if he hadn't even thought about this issue, he knew that he had endless time to get what he wanted, but he hadn't thought about the order, so he thought about it for a while, and suddenly Ask: "What do you want?"

This time it was Saila's turn to be stunned. She looked into those scarlet eyes in surprise and didn't say a word for a while.

Looking at her current appearance, he suddenly felt proud.He remembered that Zachary said that she liked Honeydukes candy, and girls of this age are always interested in these things that make him scoff, for example... a thing suddenly flashed through his mind, faster than lightning, This made the corners of the mouth that were slightly raised froze for a moment.

"...Draco Malfoy?" He almost snorted the name, in a tone of weighing ants.

Sierra's mind went blank for a moment—Draco Malfoy, this was the first time she heard this name these days, and it was also the first time she thought of this person.As if woken up by a hammer, she suddenly looked at the battlefield not far away—the flame made of blood turned into the tongue of a giant beast and gnawed at the gray sky. At the same time, it also burned countless dead souls. Her hair was pale, and she felt as if she heard a wailing sound, which made her brain buzz.A frightening guess surged up from the bottom of her heart, she tore wantonly in her parched throat, almost bleeding from being scratched, she opened her pale lips tremblingly, and a meaningless low moan accompanied by the smell of blood overflowed out.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Sai La, not touched by her fear at all, but reached out and gently stroked her golden hair, and said ambiguously: "There is no need to care, you are still young, in the future... no, you are now Standing at the top, you will have endless time to look down on everyone, and when you experience that feeling, you will be amused by your ignorance now."

The hands hidden in the cuffs were tightly clenched into fists, and the sharp nails pierced into the palms. The pain made her concentrate slightly, and she said incoherently: "He...he is a Malfoy...he has a lot of love for you. Great help... Gallon in Gringotts can help you to strengthen everything after the war... Lucius Malfoy is still in Azkaban, you want to keep him in it, so Germany Depco would be easier to maneuver."

"I never disdain to use money to solve problems. Even without Lucius, Narcissa should not be underestimated. This woman may be more difficult than Lucius in some aspects. What's more..." He sneered, "Help? Sai La, I'm the only one in the world who doesn't need 'help'."

"—but I need it!" Saila said almost sharply, her emerald green eyes suddenly burst into a strange brilliance, like an outlaw on the verge of extinction. "I'm different from you! I don't need to stand at the top! I don't care if I will regret it in the future! All I care about is who can live with me!"

His eyes instantly turned cold.

'Are you cursing the lord? '

The cold voice spread from the grass, making Saila tremble for a while—a giant python exuding an evil aura slowly appeared from there, and finally hovered at his feet.

Realizing that she had said something wrong, Saila turned pale and said helplessly, "No...I didn't...I mean..."

He looked away from her in a blink of an eye, but aimed at the feet,' said. '

'Something's not right at Hogwarts. '

He said: 'The bunch of idiots were stopped outside? '

'No, just the opposite. ' it hissed. 'They all went in, but Hogwarts was empty, not even a portrait in its place.There is no defense, no movement, and no trace of magic. They are worried that it is a trap, and they dare not act without your instructions. '

He frowned - something was really wrong.No defense, no resistance, have you given up?Of course it's impossible, the guys from the Order of the Phoenix won't allow this to happen. 'What about the dementors? '

' There was also no living thing to be found inside the castle, nor were the ghosts and house-elves. '

He almost certainly had some conspiracy brewing behind him, by whom?The Order of the Phoenix is ​​still... His face became more and more gloomy. If it was the old man who couldn't live in peace after death, it would indeed make things a little tricky.

Sierra stood aside for a long time, she tugged at the corners of her mouth, and finally said timidly: "So many people... can't disappear out of thin air, maybe they are hiding somewhere." '

The cold snake language slipped out from between the lips, and Saila carefully tried to make up for the previous mistakes in this way.

How could he not understand her thoughts?While he was thinking, he distractedly stroked Sara's hair - this action made Sira's eyes brighten up.

At this moment, the space around them distorted for a moment—Snape appeared not far from them, he didn't look very calm, he didn't even have the time to straighten his clothes, and he knelt down on his knee in fear feet. "Master... I beg your forgiveness."

He didn't speak, just looked down at Snape coldly, and rubbed the white wand with his fingertips. Those who knew him very well knew that this was a precursor to anger.

Sierra stared blankly at Snape, the flames not far away were still biting the sky, and the screams stimulated her nerves one after another - the failure of the Order of the Phoenix was doomed, and she was doomed to have no way to continue before s Choice.Saila suddenly felt a sense of relief, and the burden of "revenge" that had been on her shoulders seemed to be much lighter.

... She was forced to give up.

... Her own strength is too small to do it.

Saila said to herself over and over again, her little hands clutching his black robe tightly, as if grasping the only straw.

— This is her, a timid Slytherin.

Sensing Sara's uneasiness and the power exerted on his robe, he restrained his anger slightly, and said coldly: "When did Hogwarts become a decoration? Severus, you are my most trusted and loyal servant, I thought...you should know something."

"I would like to use my life to prove my loyalty to you." Snape lowered his head slightly, and said with great difficulty, "But...without Dumbledore coordinating in the middle, the Order of the Phoenix no longer trusts me as it did before. You Knowing my relationship with Sirius Black and the others, they..."

"Don't make unnecessary sophistry." He finally interrupted him impatiently, his anger was evident, "I just want to know now—what about people? Portraits, ghosts, and those ugly little beasts! They're all gone! Wouldn't you know?"

Sierra shrank from the side, and whenever he was extremely angry, the marks on his face would tingle sharply.Apparently Snape felt it too, and Serra noticed that his left hand was shaking slightly.

"No...Master..." Snape said palely, "Trust me...trust my loyalty to you..."

The stings stimulated Saila's nerves, she clenched her teeth and said sharply: "Enough! Say what you know!"

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Sira in surprise, his gaze fell on the swimming Dark Mark, finally sighed, and pulled Sira into his arms, his cold palm gently covering the mark.

Feeling the stinging pain gradually fade away, Saila relaxed.

Looking at them, Snape was stunned for a moment, then met the cold gaze, and said hastily: "I searched outside, and those people indicated that their children have not returned home, I think the students should still be in the castle , just don’t know where it’s hidden.”

"There are many secret passages under Hogsmeade, have you found them?" He asked while thinking.

"Yes, Master." Snape said, "I inspected it, including the Forbidden Forest."

Where in Hogwarts can all students be accommodated?

Sela was stunned, and blurted out: "...the Room of Requirement!" Sensing his gaze, Sela couldn't wait to say, "I heard Qiu Zhang mention that magical place before, it's the most suitable place to hide !"

If it is there, if no one informs, it will be difficult to find an opportunity to open the right room.But it's not entirely impossible, as long as the same point comes to mind... Did Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix make all students take this risk?Is this the last insurance against a dead end, or just another trap?

Just when he wanted to think more deeply, Snape's voice distracted him temporarily.

"Master..." Snape sounded hesitant, "If it's the Room of Requirement... I just thought of something that might be a clue."

He saw Snape's eyes become cold again, and after scanning him from head to toe, he snorted coldly: "That's a coincidence."

"No! Please don't misunderstand!" Snape said hurriedly, "Rodolphs reported it to me during the search! He didn't pay much attention at the time!"

Saila buried her head in his sleeve, turned her head slightly, and squinted at Snape, her eyes were cold, while this man just stared at her only relative with a kind of fearful and fanatical eyes, as if he was interested in her Sight knows nothing.

"...Get up, Severus, I trust in your loyalty."

No... don't trust him, he is a traitor and he will kill you!

Saila almost cried out, and at almost the same time, a maddening pain came from her right arm, like a living thorn, spreading up from the contract, wrapping around her whole body, making her unable to move or get out. Voice.

This kind of pain was no less than Cruciatus, causing all the nerves in her body to scream in despair, everything became noisy, but she could still hear their conversation clearly.

"So... what clues?"

"Written on the wall opposite the tapestry is a sentence... 'Where it all began'...Master, please forgive my ignorance, what does this mean?"

"...'Where it all began'...Dumbledore, he really is a guy who will not settle down even if he dies!"

Sara heard him gnashing his teeth, almost chewing the name he hated.She wondered what he should mean by this sentence.

--do not go!This is a trap!

"Master, this is a trap! No matter what you think of, you shouldn't take risks! We have more ways to force them to appear!"

Then there was a strange silence, Saila almost fainted from the pain, but inexplicably, there was always a strange force supporting her, she never gave up making a sound, just a little bit, as long as it could remind him!

But in the end, Sera could only listen to him in despair——

"It seems to be an invitation, why don't I go?"

"Master! But..."

"That's enough, Severus, having enough loyalty doesn't mean you can dictate how I feel." He said displeasedly, and then looked at Sierra who was leaning in his arms, only to realize that she His face paled, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

--do not go!do not go! !

"...she seemed unwell," Snape said.

He frowned, then leaned over to kiss her cold forehead, and said softly: "I'll be back in a while, you wait for me here."

— Please!do not go! !

The body couldn't move, even if the anger and fear reached the extreme, there was no way to make the limbs tremble strangely. Saila could only stare wide-eyed, looking at the black robe in front of him--a black that made people even more desperate.

He took a few steps back, waved his wand, and hissed a powerful incantation, casting a golden barrier around Sira and her.

The magic that is so ancient that it is almost lost is extremely powerful, it can isolate all spells and invaders - this is the first time he used the protection spell that he despises the most.

'You stay inside, you can't take a step out... Sera, protect Nagini. ' he hissed in Parseltongue, then turned to Snape and ordered, "You stay here and it's best not to let accidents happen."

"Yes, Master."

The air twisted, and at the same moment he disappeared, Sierra murmured hoarsely: "Don't go..."

There was a movement next to her ear, and Sara came back to her senses, watching Snape take two steps forward, gently stroked the golden protective spell with her hand, and was immediately repelled by the scorching heat.

Sensing her gaze, Snape said indifferently: "It's a very powerful protective spell, I didn't expect the Dark Lord to have this. Now...you can fulfill the contract and come out with this reptile."

It crouched in alarm, and did hiss threateningly at Sira.