[SSHP] End of life

By the time Harry and Ron left the office, there was already chaos outside.Pink squares of paper were flying around the corridor, and one flew past Harry's eyes.Harry didn't know how he still had time to reach for it, and it had a headline boldly printed in gold ink: 'Mudbloods, and the danger they pose to a peaceful pure-blood society'.

Harry figured they'd have to find Hermione and get out of there as quickly as possible before they could figure out what was causing the sudden chaos.As for the cause of the confusion, they can track it down later or drink Polyjuice Potion to find out.Thinking of Snape's deep black pupils just now, Harry couldn't help wondering if Snape had finally made up his mind to report to his master.

"We have to find Hermione quickly," said Harry, as he and Ron mingled with the crowd and ran quickly towards the elevator. "Find her and get out of here. Anyway, we can't go back to Grimmauld Place for the time being."

Ron ran beside Harry, lowering his voice so that Harry could hear him crying.

"I - forgot - what Hermione looked like!"

"It's okay!" Harry also lowered his voice, he didn't dare to recall the face of the witch that Hermione had turned into, for fear of the terrible possibility of finding that he hadn't remembered that face clearly, "We know she's downstairs, as long as we go ——" Runcorn's features are so obvious, at least Hermione should remember them.

They ran and squeezed into the elevator.People kept shouting and asking what happened, but no one could tell why.Harry rushed into the elevator, and the next second he realized he had found Hermione without much trouble.Merlin bless, she was squeezing through the crowd unscathed and pale.

It wasn't until everyone gathered in the middle of the hall that Harry realized that he didn't see Snape.The sound waves from the crowd around them were deafening, and Harry didn't know how they could make such loud noises from bodies that looked thin and small or hollow from being overweight, but he decided not to bother.

The crowd in the hall was guarded by two Death Eaters who were roughly shoving the wizards.A group of Ministry of Magic officials were busy sealing the exit of the fireplace.In addition, several wizards in black robes shuttled through the crowd, roaring loudly.People in the black robed wizard's path tried to stay away from them, and Harry assumed they were Death Eaters.

Hermione's face was pale, she puffed out her chest, and gripped her wand tremblingly.Ron was gasping for air, asking in a low voice what to do.Facing his partner who was at a loss or was about to escape desperately, Harry felt that he had to do something.

At least not let them be killed in front of their own eyes.For such an example, Sirius and Dumbledore are enough.

Harry took advantage of his height to look around, then grabbed Hermione and Ron's arms and led them towards the fireplace.He saw a short, bald man cleaning his glasses nervously, asking what was going on, asking the person on the left and then going on to the right.Harry vaguely heard a witch shriek in reply that someone had sounded the alarm - evidence that someone had infiltrated the Ministry of Magic or that Muggles under interrogation were about to flee.

As he tugged Ron and Hermione toward the fireplace with great difficulty, the crowd erupted again.A black figure walked quickly from the elevator to the fireplace. People who couldn't dodge pushed each other, and finally stumbled and separated like flowing water.Harry felt his heart sink to the bottom of his stomach, but his mind quickly became clear.He remembered that he still had a running alarm clock in his pocket, which was an upgraded version of the decoy bomb, which was being tested.But under the current situation, he couldn't think about it any more.

Harry took out the running alarm clock, set it for 1 minute, and threw it into the corridor opposite the statue while no one was paying attention to him.Staring at the silent clock spinning, running back and forth at the feet of the crowd, Harry thought he could hear the ticking of the clock counting down.

"Run! Harry!" After a while, a loud voice rang out from the other side of the statue, followed by a burst of laughter.Because the wizards were all gathered on one side of the hall, the empty hall echoed endlessly.

"It really is that little bastard!" A few people in black cloaks roughly pushed away the staff of the Ministry of Magic, and the glasses in the hands of the bald man were knocked off by the Death Eaters and crushed with their feet.He tried to speak, but finally drew back and began to grope in vain.

The alarm clock laughed merrily as the Death Eaters ran to the statue.The Death Eaters growled in anger and intimidation, and drew their wands and pointed.The wizards began to scream loudly in terror.The alarm clock kept laughing, but Harry knew the chaos wouldn't last long.His palms were sweating coldly, Hermione didn't speak, and grabbed his hand even tighter than before.

"Get out of the way!" Harry roared, and Runcorn's thick voice echoed through the crowd.People were too panicked to even notice that Harry was dragging two people who absolutely shouldn't be with him.But as Harry reached the last of the unsealed fireplaces, a throbbing throbbed across his brow.They are still late.

Snape was standing by the fireplace, arms folded, talking to the wizard who had sealed the fireplace.The wizard headed by him was a small man in a gray robe. He was almost shrunken into a ball, pointing to several fireplaces with trembling fingers, and kept wiping the sweat from his bald head under the situation of no retreat.

"S-Severus," Harry said firmly.The unfamiliar address made him stutter without warning.Snape glanced at him, and the smirk on his face reassured Harry that there was nothing wrong with the title.

The gray robe wizard turned his head and glanced at Harry.His eyeballs were almost popping out of their sockets, and Harry thought the poor man between the two Death Eaters was about to cry.

Harry stuffed his hands into his pockets and took hold of his own wand.He stood where he was, facing both Snape and the gray wizard at the same time, so that at least he wouldn't be defenseless should Snape suddenly attack him. "I was ordered to lead them out before the fireplace was closed." He deliberately avoided Snape's stare, trying to look dignified.

"Yeah, but we're ordered to close all the fireplaces and not—"

"Shut up!" Harry said aggressively, "Are you going to rebel? If so, I need to check your family tree!" The words rushed out of his mouth, and he was startled.

Snape sneered seemingly imperceptibly.

"Close the exit—!! I tell you to close it!" A crazy roar came from the side of the elevator, shaking people's eardrums rumbling.Harry turned his head, and the Death Eater who seemed to be familiar to him before was galloping towards them.Harry took out his wand quickly, he didn't know what he shouted, and the next second, the Death Eater was hung upside down in the air.

"No!" Hermione screamed in despair.She drew her wand at a speed Harry had never seen before, and shouted "stunned" at Snape.Before the gray wizard and his companions could react, Ron knocked him down with a punch, and dragged Harry and Hermione towards the fireplace.At the last second, Harry was spun ninety degrees by Ron, who had swooped into the fireplace, and he saw Snape parrying Hermione's attack, his black eyes blazing with terror, and the almost instant spell with The orange-red light grazed Ron's back and hit the edge of the fireplace, bouncing off.The Death Eater who was hung upside down had already fallen to the ground and was pulling himself up.One of his arms seemed to be broken, but he didn't seem to care, his face was full of undisguised rage, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were twisted cruelly.The wand in his hand was raised half way up.

In the next second, all the pictures disappeared, and the three of them twisted into a ball, ejected from the toilet, and slammed into the door of the compartment.Harry scrambled to get up, his shoulder was knocked, and the pain was so painful that he almost lost consciousness.Hermione was pushed into the fireplace by Ron first, and was pressed to the bottom. Harry helped Ron stand up, and pulled Hermione up again.Fortunately she did not lose consciousness.The three of them were squeezed into a small compartment, and there was no room for them to turn around.

Harry put down the toilet lid, stood on it himself, and told Ron to open the door.Hermione was the first to go out, then Ron, and by the time Harry was out, the door to the next compartment opened.Snape stepped out from behind the door, his wand held up straight.Almost reflexively, Harry raised his wand too.

He thought Snape was going to attack him in the next second, but Snape pointed his wand at him, and it didn't look like he was using a silent spell, and he didn't say a spell for a while.He smiled grimly. "I don't remember a time when we used each other's Christian names, Runcorn. You fool, never remember not to look people in the eye—"

Harry gasped and stood still.He didn't know who Snape was talking to.With a loud bang, the door of the other compartment was kicked down roughly.Panting heavily, with a cruel grin on his face, the Death Eater staggered out.Hermione finally noticed what was going on behind her. With a scream, she threw herself back and grabbed Harry tightly with one hand, the familiar suffocation surrounding him.

"Avada—"

"No! Can't go back—"

In the darkness, the voices of Snape and Ron echoed in Harry's ears repeatedly.He tried to control himself, trying to keep his thinking clear.He saw the familiar door knocker in Grimmauld Place, but at this moment the door was wide open, and several figures in black robes turned their heads in surprise.

Harry grabbed Hermione with his backhand, threw himself to hug Ron, and tried his best to perform the second apparition in his life with his companion.He didn't know where he took them, only that after a panicked darkness, his back touched the hard yet soft ground, and the blue sky swirled before his eyes.It took a while for Harry to regain his language skills.

He called his companion's name to brace himself, and was relieved to find that both Hermione and Ron were getting up.Ron's left arm seemed to be in great pain, and he squeezed it with his other hand, slowly opening and closing the fingers of his left hand.

Lying around Snape and running away, even if for a short time, had almost drained Harry.His temples were throbbing and throbbing, and his eyeballs even felt squeezed, very much like the situation after being read by Legilimency.He took the locket from his pocket, and the three of them stared at it, and after a few seconds, laughed at the same time.

Ron gasped with laughter, and said, "Harry, it's a good thing you didn't grow so strong. When you rushed over just now, I felt like I was going to be crushed by you."

"You are a qualified goalkeeper." Harry also laughed and answered him, "I really can't imagine that you can pull me and Hermione into the fireplace with this body!"

"Merlin, Snape!" Ron continued to laugh, reaching out to pat Harry on the shoulder vigorously.The three of them leaned forward and back together with laughter.

This hysterical, desperate frenzy lasted only a moment.As the sun rises gradually, the forest covered with fallen leaves and withered grass becomes more and more quiet.The three of them also gradually quieted down.

"Ron and I heard that the protective spell in Grimmauld Place was broken, but we just haven't had time to tell you," said Harry.The effect of the Polyjuice Potion was slowly wearing off, and his vision began to blur again, "We were in the elevator and heard Snape talking to Mr. Weasley."

"Do you think it's going to be true?" Ron said hesitantly.

"It's true. I just saw them standing in the house . . . I can call Kreacher for details."

"But he betrayed once, how do we know he won't betray a second time? And Mundungus is still inside."

"We can't go back," said Hermione. "Fortunately, it's Mr. Weasley who knows, so we won't go back."

Ron leaned against a tree and slowly tore a dead leaf: "Grimmauld Place has... so... what should we do?"

There was a dead silence.Harry slowly took out his glasses from his robe pocket and put them on his face.Ron laughed dryly twice, then closed his mouth again.Hermione cleared her throat.

"Anyway, we got the locket, and the first step has been completed." Among the three, Hermione was the first to cheer up, "I brought the tent, the one from the Quidditch match Sleeping in the open is not a problem, but they know that we are still resisting, and they will probably send a lot of people to hunt them down. Then, we must act cautiously, and send one person to watch the night every day—"

"But they already knew we were there. Why now?"

"Why do you think they took so long to decide to storm 12 Grimmauld Place? Because I stuffed a picture of Phineas Nigellus in my bag!" said Hermione. "Now they can't wait, So broke in, we should be thankful we weren't there."

"That bastard Snape should be thanked." Ron said, pressing his arm firmly, "if the Death Eater didn't wait to bark at my dad as soon as he did something, we would have fallen into the trap by now gone."

At the mention of Snape, that face jumped into Harry's mind for an instant.Not furious, not sarcastic, but deadpan.Harry blinked, but said nothing.

"That alarm clock must be my brother's new product. When did you record it?"

Harry gave Ron a wary look.After making sure that he was just curious and didn't think of any sad facts, he replied: "When Hermione was decorating the wedding scene, we used a little charm to turn the lanterns into pumpkin heads."

Ron smiled.His Polyjuice Potion had pretty much worn off, and the color of the circles under his eyes suddenly looked a little like his undyed hair.However, he quickly raised his head and stood up.

"Come on, we've got to find another place. It's still a little too close to the Ministry," he said.

Hermione stood up and agreed with Ron almost without hesitation for the first time.

But Harry sat where he was, not moving for a moment.

Hermione bent down.Once again, the wise witch was keenly aware of Harry's concerns, and she stretched out her hand to pull him up.

"I'm Muggle-born, and Ron is a pureblood, but there's no one who doesn't know we're friends with Harry Potter. Either go back and be interrogated or be killed. We won't be safe Go through the last year of school, and then continue to resist. They will not spare any pure-blood corruptors." She said, holding Harry's hand tightly, "If you don't want to do nothing or be killed or Fleeing separately, we must go together. Harry, stop thinking about it. There is no going back. We have no choice."

The author has something to say: about Legilimency and chanting mantras.

Let me start with what Rowling said about Occlumency.Rowling said Draco was good at Occlumency, I think Bellatrix taught him.Rowling said he was able to master this because his character can easily close off emotions, self-separation and denial.Regarding Draco, what Rowling wanted to show was the trauma of his personality caused by his resistance to pain and the inner psychological struggle of repression.My understanding is that Draco's heart is always different from what he expresses, life is like a play, laughing, so it is easier for him to learn Occlumency than Harry.What he really thinks about him is made quite clear in The Cursed Child. SS also said that the point is to separate emotions and thoughts, which is why Harry learned Occlumency after Dobby's death.

Then let’s talk about Legilimency.Rowling's setting is more psychological, and it is easier to be read by looking directly at the other person's eyes.Voldemort and Dumbledore are both proficient in Legilimency, so it is difficult for people to lie in front of them.

When SS taught Harry Occlumency, Harry could definitely feel his memory being read, and he could see what was being read.But wizards actually don’t feel special every time they are seen through by Dumbledore or Voldemort, so my setting is like this, a real Legilimency spell will not arouse the other party’s vigilance. In front of the wizard who was reciting the spell, he had to keep running Occlumency at all times, because he didn't know when he was being read by Legilimency.If it is for teaching like SS, it can be made more obvious.Flipping through memories over a large amount or over a long period of time can cause headaches.In this chapter, Xiao Hu felt a headache after running into the forest because of apparition and excessive tension, not because of Legilimency, or maybe there is a reason for it, but not too much.

This setting will be used later in the article.

Finally... After writing, I found out that it was Hermione who attacked SS.Curse the teacher.It's not easy for Hermione, too, laughing.