[SSHP] End of life

Harry thought that with the different magic of elves and wizards, Kreacher would be back soon, at least before dark.But it was late at night, Kreacher did not come back, until the third day, when it got dark, there was still no news.

Because of Kreacher's absence, they had to cook for themselves.The lunch on the first day was made by Hermione. She waved her wand decently, but the cooked food was so unpalatable that Harry and Ron could only swallow it forcefully.They were careful not to hurt Hermione's pride, and when it came to that, a screaming Hermione would have nothing to say.

After Hermione tortured them for two days, both Ron and Harry felt the end of it.Ron pretended to mention the lack of news casually, and suggested that two people should go out to buy ingredients, plus listen to the news.Of course, Harry who stayed at home couldn't do nothing, he had to be responsible for the food for the two of them.

"This is the best configuration," said Hermione. "Who knows what spell the Death Eaters put on Harry, we're much safer going out than him."

Harry and Ron could only look at each other and smile wryly.

The waiting time is always anxious.On the night of the fifth day, when the three of them were almost quarreling because of waiting, Lupine came.

"Didn't see Severus?" he asked, putting down his hands that were in a gesture of surrender from three wands pointed at the same time.

"No." Harry said, when the name came out of someone else's mouth, he suddenly felt as if he hadn't heard it for 100 years, and the memory of this person seemed to be very distant, "Everyone Is everything okay?"

Hermione held onto the hem of her shirt, nervously waiting for Lupine to say something.Ron was standing behind Hermione, and Harry heard him muttering under his breath, "He's the one who made us suffer so badly, and you call him so affectionately..."

Harry coughed so he wouldn't hear any more of Ron's curses on Snape.

After a while of silence, Ron asked softly, "So, except for Fred..."

After trying not to think about Fred for a long time, Harry almost trembled when he heard the name.

Lupine shook his head, patted Ron on the shoulder, and took out a few bottles of butterbeer from his traveling cloak: "Fred is a hero, and we decided to engrave his name on the memorial tablet by the Black Lake."

Harry glanced at Ron.Surprisingly, his expression was very calm, and he didn't seem to be crying at all.

Lupine also seemed unwilling to continue this heavy topic: "As for the others, everyone, don't worry. I should come on the day of the wedding, but I have to get rid of the Death Eaters who are staring at me. Those guys delayed us. It's been days. Now, let's go downstairs, boys. I have a lot to tell you, and what happened to you when we parted."

It felt like a long time to Harry from the time they walked into the kitchen, to the time they lit the lamps, and sat down.They briefly narrated to each other what had happened since their separation, and when they heard that the three had encountered two Death Eaters on Tottenham Palace Road, the expression on Lupine's face could only be described as horror.

Unable to figure out how the Death Eaters would know that the hunted object was there, the discussion on this mystery quickly ended under Harry's deliberate diversion.Lupine took out a crumpled newspaper, and Harry was shocked to see that on the front page there were several bold words: WANTED FOR HARRY POTTER.But then, he couldn't even utter a full word, because on the back was a large photo with a strange-looking person hanging from it.Harry recognized the face, it was still intact.

"S... Scrimgeour—?" Ron gasped.

"Yes." Lupine's face was a little gloomy, "The Death Eaters turned the Burrow upside down, not only the Burrow, of course, they searched every place where Harry might be. All the protective spells were penetrated, Since Harry couldn't be found, they went to the Ministry of Magic."

"So Scrimgeour—"

Harry was in shock.He hated Scrimgeour, and he had always thought that Scrimgeour was worse than Fudge, not only a coward, but also a staunch opponent of Dumbledore.But if the papers were true, the last thing the man had done was try to protect him, hours after Harry had yelled at him so disrespectfully.

After he made it clear that he didn't believe in the savior.

Why is everyone so complicated.What they do in the end is always the opposite of what they show. How can we know what they really think?How can we know whether it is just a sudden discovery of conscience before death?

Hermione's words saved Harry from a shudder: "But what decent excuse do they have for hunting Harry so blatantly?"

"They don't need an excuse." Lupine said, and he had already put the half bottle of butterbeer on the table in his hand. "The mysterious man has controlled the entire Ministry of Magic and told everyone to know what will happen to you. Rita S. Kit, use that damn newspaper to tell the entire wizarding world that Harry was seen fleeing the scene not long after Dumbledore fell."

Ron yelled angrily.

Hermione thought for a while, and asked, "So, they gave up playing tricks behind their backs, and instead declared war on the entire wizarding world? Didn't anyone resist?"

Lupine shook his head, he looked tired: "Yes. But even the protective spell of Tonks' parents' house has been broken, what's the use of resisting? The Death Eaters are now backed by the entire Ministry of Magic, and they can safely use any black Magic and not get caught, and Muggles, Muggle governments can't do anything." He folded the newspaper, hiding Scrimgeour's picture behind it, but inevitably revealing Harry's wanted notice, Harry cast his eyes on it subconsciously.

Hermione glanced at the newspaper in disgust: "High-handed policy? Same as Muggle World War II. You-Know-Who used the stupidest trick, but it's working so far."

"You-Know-Who is not as irrational as we imagined." Lupine shook his head, "He controlled the Ministry of Magic and immediately suppressed the most rebellious group of people—these people will rebel sooner or later, he just He took the first step to prevent future troubles. Then, in order to prevent another one from popping up after Dumbledore's death and continue to raise the flag against him, he tried to make you one of the suspects in Dumbledore's death. As for Dumbledore..."

"What?" Lupine's apparent wavering made Harry very uneasy.

"You probably don't know, there is a book now..." Lupine hesitated, as if looking for a milder wording, "revealed Dumbledore's life in its entirety, and wrote him as a book about the Dark Lord of the previous generation." Collusion, a deep hidden conspiracy theorist. To be honest, some things in it even shocked me. Many people don't know Dumbledore, just like many people don't know you. Your people are wobbling. Combined with the intimidating effect of those corpses, of course Scrimgeour is only one of them, then anyone who wants to help you should think carefully before actually hiding you .”

Harry remembered the old hag's slander against Dumbledore at the wedding.If a lot of people thought that, or a lot of people went from believing Dumbledore to thinking that...he felt sick and horrified.

"What's even less optimistic is that every Muggle-born wizard is now under investigation. Azkaban is no longer a place where Death Eaters are imprisoned. If you can't prove that you have a close relative with wizard blood, you will immediately I was locked in. I heard that people are dying there every day. Hogwarts is also under control, and every little wizard who has reached the age of eleven will be forced to enroll. This way, everyone can be under the surveillance of mysterious people Under the circumstances, he will not let go of any fire that may resist him."

Harry fell silent.If Dumbledore was still alive, at least people still had someone to follow.And now Dumbledore's character is under suspicion, no matter how inhumane Voldemort is, people don't have a hero they can trust.

The worse possibility is that people will think that if Dumbledore is a conspiracy theorist, if Harry is also a future Dark Lord, then it doesn't matter who wins.They will no longer be willing to rebel against the new regime.

"Don't be discouraged, Harry." Hermione patted him on the shoulder, "All members of the Order of the Phoenix are still working hard, and there must be people who know the truth. You refute the rumors. Our goal is to defeat the mysterious man, no matter how long it takes, there will always be a way. We believe in you, just like Dumbledore believes in you."

Harry nodded, at least now he had to convince himself that everything was going to be alright.

Just because Dumbledore damn believed him.

But he couldn't help thinking that maybe he had been pushed against all wizards except the Order of the Phoenix.Hermione was right, and maybe his classmates would support him too - only those who really believed in him, but only for a few years, that's all.Those newly admitted students are educated by the new regime, they will not support themselves.Others who were half-blood or Muggle-born would remain neutral out of fear, perhaps never going to school before being sent to prison first.If he could find the remaining Horcruxes after ten or even twenty years, he would be alone after all his companions left him.And thirteen is as magical a number as seven, there is no guarantee that Voldemort will not notice it.

Perhaps Voldemort would make more Horcruxes as he searched in vain for them.Like killing Dumbledore, oh, a day to remember.Like taking over Hogwarts, oh, a day to remember.Even if he is getting more and more crazy because of the split soul, it is a fragment of Voldemort, full of malevolence and power, the soul piece that can use black magic.And it is impossible for him to spend his whole life looking for and destroying debris like clearing mines.

--Maybe.Maybe he can.Wandering alone in the world, looking for the soul of the enemy, watching others live a normal and happy life.But he can't guarantee that the little wizards can get rid of Voldemort's main soul and the Death Eaters receive normal education, and he himself won't die prematurely due to an accident on the way to destroy the soul piece.

"Harry, are you all right?" Hermione was pushing him when she recovered. "Is your head hurting again? You're pale."

"No, I promise," said Harry. "I just feel... a little stressed. I figured we might be fighting alone."

"No. We will all support you. Let's not talk about it, Harry." Lupine said, "At present, the Order of the Phoenix has reason to believe that Dumbledore has left you a mission. Is there such a thing?"

"Yes." Harry said honestly.

"That's right. In view of your current situation and the pressure you just said, I think I can walk with you. If you don't tell me about the content of this mission, I will never ask. You know my identity and Ability, after all, I have also been your teacher. I can provide protection for you before the final completion of the goal."

"Where's Tonks?" Before anyone could speak, Ron was the first to speak, his face flushed instantly, "I heard she's pregnant."

Harry glanced at Ron.In the Order of the Phoenix, Ron is most familiar with Tonks.He felt he had reason to believe that Ron felt a special affinity for Tonks, as he did his sister, or any real family member for that matter.

"So she'll stay at her parents' house," said Lupine. "How? You'll probably meet a lot of people on your trip, and a lot of terrible dark magic, which I've seen more than you. I'm sure Dumbledore will Glad to see you guys are safer."

"Why do you sound more desperate to escape than to protect us?" Harry asked directly and pointedly.

Lupine's face suddenly turned pale.But he quickly forced a smile: "How come, Harry. Protecting you is the most important thing in the wizarding world now. If James is still around, he will be very happy to see us together."

"I don't think so," said Harry word for word. "I do think he'd ask you to be with your wife and children."

"Wrong. It was a mistake." After a while, Lupine said sullenly, "Werewolves don't usually marry, let alone have children."

"So you're going to run away, pretend you're not married, pretend you have no children?"

"Harry!" Hermione yelled reproachfully.

"You don't understand, Harry!" Lupine jumped up, knocking over his chair. "If you walk around a lot, you'll know what wizards think of my kind! My boy will never be able to hold his head up, he Will be ashamed to have a werewolf father! Without such a father, he will be better off, a hundred times, a thousand times better than with me!"

"But you've got a baby now!" Harry shouted, standing up too, kicking his chair aside, "Just because you don't have any parents yourself, you're judging your own baby doesn't need either! He Shame on you! If he knew his father was a coward who couldn't even take on family responsibilities, I bet he would!!"

There was an eerie silence in the kitchen.There was no other sound except the heavy, furious panting of Lupine and Harry tensing up.

"The premise is that he can live to that time." Harry said softly, looking into Lupin's eyes. "If the new regime won't let go of Muggles who are not a threat, I don't think they will let a father go. A werewolf hybrid of a key member of the Order of the Phoenix."

Lupine drew his wand too quickly.Harry's hand just touched his wand, and Lupine's wand was already pointing at the tip of Harry's nose.A muscle in his face was throbbing strangely, and Harry could see the veins on his forehead.

But Harry pursed his lips and didn't flinch.Only now did he think he could see something of a werewolf in Lupin's face.

"So you're going to abdicate all responsibility just to avoid what you don't want to see? That's all your own doing," said Harry. "I can't believe the person who taught me how to defeat dementors is a coward — all his courage was spent in deciding to abandon his wife and children and run away."

Lu Jing stared at Harry quietly for a few seconds, then turned around and strode towards the stairs.Harry's right hand was tightly gripping the corner of the table, and he looked hard at the cloak that was floating behind Lupin as he walked.

"Come on, Remus, Remus! Come back!" Hermione yelled, and she tried to run around the chairs that the two had kicked over to stop Lupine, but Lupine didn't answer or stop.

"No one's chasing him!" Harry yelled, feeling his temples throb wildly.Seconds later, there was a loud bang at the front door.

Hermione wasn't trying to catch up to Lupine anymore, he must have Apparated away.Standing between the long legs of the chair by the door, she cried, "Harry! How can you say that about Remus?"

"He deserves it," Harry said, fighting the urge to pound on the tabletop.The throbbing in his temples subsided slightly, and he turned to look at the fire.

The fire was beating, and Harry seemed to see Lupine's gentle face when he helped him regain his confidence in James through the fireplace.His eyes swayed from side to side with the flames, and Lupine's expression before he slammed the door flickered before his eyes.Although he didn't want to admit it, Harry knew he regretted it.

Ron pulled Hermione back to the table and sat down.He stared at Harry, who was panting heavily, for a while, then spoke after deliberating.

"I get it, Harry, you're a good man. You broke up with Ginny, and I hope everyone isn't like you—"

"You don't understand at all!" Harry interrupted roughly, "No parent should ever leave their child without death! Even You-Know-Who's mother understands this!"

Ron looked a little annoyed.He straightened up.

Hermione probably yanked Ron quietly from behind the desk, and Ron shut his mouth again.Harry was leaning against the fireplace alone, and the two friends were opposite, and they seemed to have a perfect understanding.

Ron looked at him angrily.Hermione was crying.Harry couldn't help guessing that the two men's hands were probably clasping together under the table.

This apparently two-on-one situation made Harry rediscover the deep-seated loneliness in his heart.He turned his head, sat down by the fireplace, and ignored them.

Hermione and Ron still sat there without saying a word, and the atmosphere was very stagnant.Harry picked up the newspaper that had just dropped and pretended to be reading it.

He doesn't want to look at them.But even without looking, he knew they were silently communicating with each other from the sidelines.Regret begets irritability, and never before had Harry wished he had learned Occlumency.

It would be nice to have someone to teach him now.Even if the opponent is that old bastard Snape.

Ron cleared his throat. "Listen, buddy, I think maybe you'd be better off by yourself for a while. But not too long, we have to talk about what to have for dinner." He finished, dragging Hermione out of the kitchen, and gently closed the door .

Harry let out a breath.He put down the newspaper and stared at it for a while.Scrimgeour died, Dumbledore left him a bunch of puzzles and refused to see him.Fortunately, Arthur kept his job, and the Ministry of Magic was still functioning.Hogwarts isn't closing either.

Everything in the world is functioning normally, only they are different.

From now on, I really can only rely on myself.