[SSHP] End of life

After Umbridge's "No.20 Education Order No. [-]" was issued, the whole school was filled with a tense atmosphere.

In the corridor, teachers can often be seen talking in twos and threes, and when the students approach, they stop immediately.With all the concealment, anger and worry hidden in the seemingly peaceful daily life, Fred and George's telescopic ears are selling better and better.

Halfway through the term, Professor Trelawney became increasingly neurotic.Now Umbridge wasn't going to sit in on the other teachers' classes as often, and focused on her and Hagrid instead.Although Hagrid was upset, he insisted that some principles were more important than keeping his teaching position. He was not affected as much as Trelawney.And Professor Trelawney's condition is far from as good as she said.She would even pass out on the spot when Umbridge asked her some outlandish questions.

Harry wondered if she really passed out, but overall he maintained a steady indifference.In addition to Trelawney and Hagrid, Umbridge especially likes to embarrass people, as well as McGonagall and Snape.The former is Dumbledore's confidant, and since Dumbledore is Fudge's imaginary enemy, it is necessary for her to prevent McGonagall from saying crazy things in her imagination.The latter is a irascible ex-Death Eater whom she must keep an eye on in case he endangers the students.

Gradually, everyone realized that Umbridge was in a class of his own.She was not on the same level as the teachers at Hogwarts or Voldemort, but she was undoubtedly the enemy of all students.The enemy of the enemy is a temporary ally. After Snape showed undisguised impatience and non-cooperation with Umbridge, even the Gryffindors did not treat Snape in Potions class. So bad.

Ron was doing intensive Quidditch training, Hermione was studying hard, and Harry was practicing spells.The three people had less and less time to talk, but this did not prevent them from quickly reaching an agreement in the brief exchange: If one day Voldemort takes control of the world, Umbridge will definitely fall to Voldemort's side immediately.

DA's training is still going on, and everyone has made great progress.Cho Chang was always peeking at Harry, until the eve of Valentine's Day, after Harry rejected her proposal to go to Hogsmeade village with him, she never talked to him again, but fortunately she was still under the DA's training. Participate as usual.Lost the Quidditch match again.Some time later, the Quibbler published an interview about the truth about the events at the end of the Triwizard Tournament, and the students' attitude towards Harry finally improved.

But these things couldn't distract Harry any more.After he'd yelled at Snape's office that night, Snape hadn't asked anything.He didn't ask Harry if he really went to find Dumbledore, and he didn't get angry at him again, but practiced his spells as usual at the next appointed time, as if the unhappiness had never happened.For more than two months, Harry has been taking lessons with Snape, and has almost re-mastered all the common spells, and also learned some useful new spells, and he can start learning black arts soon.The price of regaining strength is that he is exhausted every day, falling asleep when he touches the pillow, and sometimes even the last few words of his homework are crooked.But the professors didn't care.Once in herbal medicine class, he was unbalanced and bumped into a water bottle. Professor Sprout immediately told him to sit down and gave him a juicy fruit.Immediately afterwards, he received Madam Pomfrey's refreshing potion.Sometimes after Charms class, Professor Flitwick would sneak him a box of screaming peppermint mice, and even Professor Trelawney deliberately arranged him in a hidden corner during class.

Finally, on a Friday night, Harry couldn't resist asking Snape why the professors treated him so favorably.Apart from Snape and Dumbledore, no one else would know about his learning of spells. "All professors will forgive an unruly troublemaker who has poor potions and tries so hard to pass OWLs, so that he can die as soon as possible as an Auror," Snape answered him with a smirk.

Their conversation was almost peaceful as long as it didn't involve Snape's feelings and protection for Harry, and Harry's importance to Snape.This kind of conversation is often accompanied by protection and sacrifice, which is a forbidden sentence between them.Snape never approved of Harry trading himself for victory, never expressed more regret for those who died in the war, and when it came to what he himself did or what Harry wanted to return to him, the conversation changed. A complete tragedy.It was impossible for either of them to talk about them calmly.

Dumbledore never interfered with their progress, and never asked how they felt about each other.Harry wondered if Snape would occasionally go into Dumbledore's office and throw a tantrum, accusing him of being stupid and reckless as he remembered, but he guessed not—because Dumbledore would sometimes talk to Snape at breakfast. Talking to Pu, the only time he was in front of the crowd was at breakfast time.Harry noticed that their exchanges were usually calm, that Snape never glare in Dumbledore's direction when he was talking to him.

Two months had passed since Harry and Dumbledore's conversation.After knowing all the Horcrux items and locations, Harry was surprised that Dumbledore hadn't shown he had any big plans for it.Still shutting himself out in the headmaster's office, he never repressed his increasingly disgruntled teachers and ignored Umbridge's bans.

In the last two weeks before Easter, Harry had finally learned the common jinxes that Snape thought he should know - some of them were in the Standard Spells textbook, some of them were not.At the end of one Monday's dueling training, he rose from the floor with his disheveled hair and aching body, and Snape stood in the middle of the room with his arms folded, abruptly telling him that there would be fewer lessons in the future. Notified when he arrives.

"Why?" Harry asked nervously.He had closed his mind for a long time, and for three months, he was completely ignorant of Voldemort's movements.Had Voldemort become agitated or stepped up by the Department of Mysteries' prophecy ball, he would have been completely unable to cope.It wasn't the only time he'd realized that his mental connection with Voldemort had some use, but it was the first time he'd been obediently not taking advantage of it.

"No reason," Snape said.

Getting such an answer again made Harry very angry.His bad mood lasted until Wednesday. During the two consecutive Potions lessons in the afternoon, Malfoy threw something into his cauldron. Of course, Snape would turn a blind eye to Slytherin's undisciplined behavior, and he was deducted. Five points for Ryffin, using Vanish on Harry's Cauldron resulted in another 0 for him and a 6pm labor service penalty.

It has to be said that even though Malfoy has become a prefect, he has not become more annoying than last time.Since Harry had mercilessly named all the Death Eaters, he and his young minions had looked resentful, but behaved much more restrained than before.Harry wasn't sure if it was because of some indescribable little bond between him and Malfoy, but at least Malfoy wasn't making his already tangled and messy fifth year any more unbearable.To this day, Harry still doesn't know how he managed to complete his homework and practice the spell for more than two months to survive.

When he pushed open the door of the Potions office at night, Harry was surprised to find that the room hadn't been given a space-stretching spell like he was used to - it had always been shattered during the two months he'd been training in spells. Extraordinarily spacious and huge.Different from the cramped and small space that has been giving all the students a strong sense of oppression these years - as if those bottles and jars would burst if he waved them casually and spill him with unknown and unknown smell liquid, it is so big that it can catch up with Half of the auditorium in the school.But he found that on this day, it returned to its original shape.

"Close the door, Potter." Snape stood in front of the table with the familiar opening words.Desks were pushed against the walls, and the small office was rarely cleared out of a central space.There were candlesticks on the table, and the candlesticks were brightly lit.Next to it stood a cage full of white rats.

"I'm sorry to tell you, Mr. Potter, because we can't let you experience the black magic that we started to learn today, so we will lose a lot of fun."

Harry glanced at Snape, who had a wicked smile on his lips.

His first dueling lesson back at school was ruined by an emotional outburst.In the second dueling class, in the potions office that had become extremely large, Snape told him that if he wanted to learn a spell, he had to experience the feeling of it acting on himself first, which would allow him to get familiar with how it worked as soon as possible. So as to maximize its role.

Harry very much doubted that Snape meant to torture him, but he also wondered if Snape was right.After he was rolled around by Snape several times - and each time he couldn't help thinking that this might be Snape's only chance to cast a spell on him openly - the speed at which he learned spells really improved by leaps and bounds .The effects of those spells went into him, and when he tried to cast them right, he seemed to suddenly know which part of the word would do what, and what gestures he made, what words he pronounced. Such a length can play this role.Maybe that's why Ron learned the Stunning Spell the quickest in the DA's training - he learned it even faster than Hermione.Because in the fourth grade, Harry had practiced this spell on Ron several times, causing Ron to always fall with a black nose and a bruised face, just like his state in the past two months.

Ron couldn't always fall properly on the mat.But that was his own problem: Hermione just kept getting herself unscathed.But it wasn't his own fault that Harry couldn't fall properly on the mats, Snape always had a way of making him avoid all the mats perfectly.He had a whole row of cushions in the Potions office, and seemed serious about keeping Harry safe, but they never worked as they should.Each time Harry either flew out and hit the wall, or fell to his knees.Many times when he got up from the ground, he felt that his ribs and spine were probably broken beyond repair, or that his knees had been shattered into small biscuits smashed by a sledgehammer.

"—our future course will not be Defense Against the Dark Arts, but—Potter?"

"Yes, sir," said Harry hastily.He didn't want Snape to know he was distracted.

Snape gave him a suspicious look: "Then let's continue. Facing an enemy who uses black magic, it is useless to just learn defense. Because there is no defensive spell in this world that can resist the death curse. Unfortunately, your enemy The killing spell is my favorite. The only thing you can do is knock the enemy down before he attacks you. I trust you agree with that?"

"Yes—oh, I mean, yes, sir."

"So let's get straight to the point. Black magic is not just about bleeding people - like the Evisceration Curse or the Cutting Curse - it's more about causing dire consequences that are irreversible, like a wide variety of curses. It will leave you unaware So people suffer and die slowly. But in a duel, shorter and faster spells allow you to take the initiative as soon as possible. Therefore, in the last 100 years, there are three spells that dark wizards I like to use these three Unforgivable Curses without a solution. Although there are some ways to alleviate their effects, most of the time people will not think of these ways, or it is too late. Other curses or black magic, as long as You didn't die instantly and you used the right method, at least you can save your life."

Harry looked into Snape's eyes.Snape taught the Dark Arts the same way he taught Potions - if he wasn't trying to intimidate, the look of focus and affection was almost charming.He was surprised he hadn't discovered this in sixth grade.

"I heard that you showed some resistance to the Imperius Curse in your fourth grade, and at the end of your last sixth grade, maybe you don't remember..." Snape didn't show any obvious emotional, but he frowned, "On the night of Dumbledore's death, Amycus Carrow cast the Cruciatus Curse on you. These two spells can incapacitate people, but they are not as good as the Death Curse."

He said, watching Harry's expression with cold black eyes: "Although Barty Crouch Jr. is a Death Eater, he is more qualified than any Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who has taught you in this school— Except me." Harry smiled. "He may have told you that the use of this type of spell requires a strong magical power as the basis, but he certainly did not say that the successful use of the Unforgivable Curse requires a more critical condition, which is determination. This is the relationship between black magic and The biggest difference in white magic. For some people, this determination is not a problem, but for the savior who wants to save everything, it is more difficult to obtain than powerful magic power."

Harry shook his head in bewilderment.He seemed to recall the Cruciatus Curse he had cast on Bellatrix at the Ministry of Magic towards the end of his last fifth year.But Bellatrix just rolled on the ground and stood up.What had she said to him—

"You need to give them evil power, Potter! You need to actually inflict pain to be good at it. Righteous anger can't do anything to me for long!"

"Potter, pay attention." Snape reminded, his voice was low, but his tone was not very harsh, "I believe that if you took out your wand and pointed it at me now, it would only cause me a little nosebleed. One-shot kill , Potter, that's what you're really going to learn next. Weaken your enemies, kill them, don't hold back. The Death Spell requires more determination than the other two spells, and in my opinion, your course is the best Start with it. Once you learn this, the rest of your lessons will be much easier."

Harry shook his head again, then he recovered and nodded.

He learned the Dark Arts for power, to protect those he wanted to protect, and if more selfishly for himself - but he certainly didn't do any of it to cause pain.His purpose is legitimate anger rather than torture, can he really learn the killing curse?

Snape watched him, and pulled a mouse out of its cage.

He murmured something to the little white mouse, and the mouse transformed rapidly in his hands.He dropped it on the ground, pointed at it with his wand, and said something.The mouse stretched and lengthened, and within ten seconds, a Voldemort stood up in front of the two of them.

The author has something to say: make a buffer for the transitional chapter, a running account, just read it casually.From tomorrow onwards, there will be continuous quarrels, but there is no physical action, lol, only verbal advantage.If possible, I will let Erha drink some water... hahaha.

I have something to do this afternoon, so I will only update one chapter.Hope it doesn't lead to crazy updates for the remaining days, lol.I have to go out immediately when I have something to do, and I will send it first, and I will look back and see if there is a problem before I correct it.

From tomorrow on I'll show you what the greasy old bastard is doing.laugh.