[SSHP] End of life

"There will be no next time, Harry." It was the first time Mr. Weasley had taught Harry so severely since they met each other.Harry bowed his head before him.

Snape had just left through the fireplace with a look on his face as if he was about to strangle Harry.

"The wand is a wizard's second life, and I thought you, more than anyone, should have realized after You-Know-Who's return that you must always be on your toes. Danger is everywhere, Harry! At home, you don't even have a wand in your hand, do you care about life or the restrictions of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Then will he..."

Harry asked apprehensively and remorsefully, almost burying his face in his knees.Ever since that successful deception in the Department of Mysteries, Snape had been dead in Voldemort's eyes.The price was that Snape could never use magic outside of Hogwarts and Spider's End until Voldemort was destroyed.

The Dark Mark works both ways.It also responds to the recipient's magic as it communicates its summons downwards.If Snape used his magic, Voldemort would know instantly that he was alive, and even locate him.On the last day before the summer vacation, Dumbledore personally came to Spider's End to cast an anti-detection spell for Snape, and Harry became the secret keeper of Spider's End.Snape would pick him up at the Burrow - it made him forget that Snape was already restrained.

He lowered his head, obediently listening to Mr. Weasley's reprimand.He never left his wand at his aunt's house, and he was only negligent because the one who picked him up was Snape, someone he trusted with his life.His wand is not only for protecting himself, but also for protecting others.Because of his blind dependence, he almost killed Snape.

"Fortunately, it's okay this time." Mr. Weasley said seriously. "Dumbledore really can't get away, and I really don't know what he thinks... Fortunately, he told Sif-cough, Remus to go I had foreseen this situation when I picked you up, and set up an anti-detection spell around the Dursleys' house in advance. Thanks to Merlin, Remus was still within the anti-detection spell when he used the spell. But you have to pay attention in the future Now, Harry! That wand protector on your wrist is not a decoration!"

Ron and Hermione sat bewildered in the living room, watching Mr. Weasley lecture Harry.Ginny poked her head out of the kitchen and walked quietly behind Ron: "What did Harry do? I've never seen Dad so angry."

"Yeah," Ron whispered, "Looks like Harry stuffed the goblin's head in—"

Mr. Weasley cleared his throat loudly.But after seeing Harry's confession, he probably felt that he couldn't continue, so he just coughed dryly and said, "I have to go back to the Ministry of Magic to continue working...Harry, take your wand with you!" Then and went into the fireplace.

Ginny shrugged as she brought out a large plate of cream tart from the kitchen. "Harry, what did you do? Remus and Daddy are so fierce."

"I did make a huge mistake," said Harry listlessly, picking up a piece of pie and taking a casual bite.He stared at the missing corner of the pie that had been bitten off, and suddenly remembered something.

"Ron, do you remember the day Remus turned into a werewolf in the third year?"

"Remember." Ron spread his long limbs, "We didn't even know that you became a patron saint at that time. But you are...well, the one who came back, now that you think about it, it's not surprising. "

"But I've never been across the lake," said Harry. "You remember, you said I was unconscious."

"There must be other ways, but you forgot." Ron replied nonchalantly, "Your memory was still very confused at that time, wasn't it?"

"Maybe. But my Patronus isn't that big." Harry stared at the pie. "I just suddenly wondered... could two people in the world have the same Patronus? Except for love."

"I thought you had read Professor Spanger's "Defense and Deterrence Spells" carefully." Hermione said angrily, "Each Patronus is unique! The form of the Patronus may change with the wizard, If there were two people in the world with the same Patronus, it would have to be bereavement or what you call falling in love."

"Oh," said Harry.This made sense - Snape's Patronus might have been an eagle in the first place.As he falls out of love with Lily, his Patronus is no longer identical to Lily, but reverts to its own.As for himself—Harry Potter himself, his emotions changed drastically because of Snape's death. On that night, his Patronus changed from a stag to an eagle like Snape.

"Not everyone's Patronus changes because of bereavement or falling in love. There are many couples who are famously in love with Patronuses that are completely different, and it's not as easy to change because of love. It's hard for me to imagine how deep love is." It can lead to changes in the Patronus..." Hermione reminded, "In fact, the change of the Patronus is just a theory, and the Patronus of most wizards will only be the same animal from the beginning to the end, even if there is a major change in him. Factors cause Patronuses to change, usually these types of people are more susceptible than others. Self-change, love someone deeply, or some other reason... I have to check the information...Merlin! It's been so long since I left school ...I need a library...”

"But I don't see any connection to the eagle at all," Harry muttered. "I don't see it at all." He thought Snape's Patronus was some sharper or more ferocious creature—something like the one hiding in the One-shot kills in the dark, or animals that bite their prey tightly and don't let go.Except for sharper eyes and fiercer attacks, the eagle's other qualities did not match Snape's level, as if the difference between a kitten and a leopard was as great.But he'd looked all over the Muggle world for animals and magical creatures, and he couldn't find anything as strong as he imagined Snape would be.Perhaps the Patronus most suitable for Snape in the world should be a flying alloy scalpel.

"Defense and Deterrence Spells, Harry!" Hermione said angrily, with Crookshanks in her arms, flicking his brush-like tail impatiently at Harry, "The Patronus is a hidden secret in human nature." part of the human body, and will not awaken until needed. The Patronus is the embodiment of the caller's hobbies. Some people may not hide their true nature in daily life, and unreservedly show the characteristics that others may want to hide. Regardless of the Guardian Regardless of the form of the god, the viewer should show respect—Harry, maybe there is an unknown hidden important part of your personality that is the eagle, and you cannot deny it—it is your own patron saint!"

"Hermione, can you not endorse?" Ron looked up to the sky and sighed.

"If I couldn't remember a page like you, I might choose to live among trolls!" Hermione said sternly.

"Harry, don't you like it?" Ginny asked.

"Oh? No," said Harry, who had just noticed that he had been staring at his pie, and hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth again.

He looked at Ginny, the little girl who was visibly shy, but when he looked at her, she looked back at him with flushed cheeks, unflinching, bright eyes full of courage.Harry smiled at her.

He ate the pie, thinking about Dumbledore's words and the Patronus.He was convinced that he had no feeling for Ginny at all, and with the change of the Patronus form, he felt that his life was getting further and further out of track, as if there was a force that made a part of his soul or emotions unable to be controlled by him. Dominated the same.

But strangely, instead of panicking, he was delighted by the invisible connection he had with someone.He used to be proud that his Patronus was the same as his father, but now he felt unspeakably relieved that his Patronus was the same as Snape.This made him feel that everything was going in a good direction.

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Harry knelt on top of the luggage rack.

This time Slughorn called them over very briefly, resulting in him kneeling on the shelf for at least 10 minutes.Even if Draco didn't cast the petrification spell on him for a while, he might not be able to stand up.

Finally, with a final clang, the train came to a complete stop.Goyle jerked the door open, and just as he was about to sprint towards a group of second years, Draco stood up from Pansy—he'd never been there since he'd heard he might marry Greenglass or Hermione. He doesn't have any intimate contact with any other women anymore, which he himself refuses to admit is shy.He said loudly, "Wait a minute!"

Goyle turned his head, looked puzzled, and walked back with clumsy steps.Crabbe and Zabini stood on the edge of their own row of seats, and Pansy looked at Draco as well.

"All petrified!" Draco pointed his wand at Harry suddenly, and Harry froze immediately.He slumped from the luggage rack and landed heavily at Draco's feet, the Invisibility Cloak under him, his body exposed, his legs in a stiff kneeling position.

"Potter?" Zabini said with a look of disgust on his face, "You were the one who blocked the door when I came in?"

"Shameless eavesdropper," Draco said coldly.He stomped so hard in Harry's face that his nose was broken and blood splattered everywhere.Draco didn't spare any effort.

Harry complained silently with his eyes.Draco looked at Harry's face with a gleeful smirk.Then he stopped Goyle, who was about to come up to make up for a few feet, and pulled the invisibility cloak out from under Harry's motionless body, and put it on Harry.

"I suppose they won't find you until the train returns to London," he said softly. "Good-bye, Potter . . . maybe never again."

He walked away with a few Slytherins, and Goyle's 46-yard foot dragged heavily past Harry's eyes.Harry looked at the foot, and suddenly he didn't resent Draco for not keeping his hand. If Draco hadn't stopped Goyle in time, his brains might have been kicked to pieces by that stupid and powerful foot .

After a while, the voices outside the train disappeared.Tonks opened the door from outside the box, her hair this time bright yellow. "Ouch, that was pretty badly beaten, Harry," she said, and a flash of red light broke Harry's body.He sat up and took the Invisibility Cloak from Tonks.

"The train's leaving soon, we've got to get out of here," she said, galloping off with Harry.Harry's nose hurt so much that he stopped Tonks and cast a healing spell on his nose.

"Who taught you the healing spell, Harry?" Tonks asked curiously as he followed Harry through the platform, "I'll only heal the healing spell, but this spell, um, always It's a bit of a side effect."

Maybe that's why my nose stayed a little crooked for the next two years.thought Harry. "Severus," he replied, and Snape had been fully identified as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, making potions or other such logistical work at Spider's End.There was absolutely no need for him to hide anything.

"Severus? That's what you call him?" Tonks laughed, and her steps were very brisk. "Actually, in the five years since you entered Hogwarts, I always thought he hated you very much."

"Well...that's what he needs to make you think." Harry said vaguely, unless he ignored it when he was furious, he only dared to call his name occasionally behind his back, "He's a good guy."

But he wasn't at all sure in his heart that Snape really hated him so much, and he hated him even more now because of his willfulness.After all he had said that his distaste for him needed no disguise at all.

Tonks was too curious.When the Patronus ran away, Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the tall stone pillars on either side of the school gate, topped with winged boars.Although he wasn't hungry, he was a little cold, and under Tonks' continuous questioning, he felt like he was going to die.

"Someone's coming for you," said Tonks cheerfully. "Look!"

A dangling lantern appeared at the foot of the castle in the distance.Harry stared at the light. It was Snape who had come to fetch him last time, but he obviously couldn't be in the castle now, it might have been Hagrid.When the bright orange light was only about ten steps away from him, Harry felt that the height of the light was not suitable for Hagrid's height. He raised his head in surprise and found that the person who came was Remus Lupine.But as far as he knew, Lupine had been sent out by Dumbledore to find the werewolf, and he shouldn't be back so soon.He looked carefully, startled, and finally managed to make out, through those sneering eyes, that it was Severus Snape.

"Severus!" Tonks called happily.

"Very well, very well," Snape sneered, drawing his wand and tapping on the lock.The chain retracted like a snake, and the gate creaked open. "Great friendship, Potter, you'll have to struggle a little bit to recognize that the werewolf has been dropped."

"I just thought you'd be in Spinner's End -" Harry was interrupted by Snape.

"Potter arrived safely, Nefer... Tonks," he reluctantly corrected, stepping back to let Harry pass, "Fifty points from Gryffindor for being late. And, let I think, another twenty points deducted for wearing Muggle clothes. I don't think there's any house that has deducted points so early in the term - before dessert is served. You probably set a record Yes, Potter."

Harry seriously suspected that he had finished reading Nefah on purpose before changing his words, and he seemed to hear Tonks make a small protest in the dark.Snape slammed the door shut in Tonks's face, tapped the chain with his wand, and with a clang of metal, the chain snapped back into place like a snake.

The lantern in his hand flickered as Snape turned around.The light swept across Tonks' face, and Harry saw Tonks staring at him, a smirk flickering across his face.She winked at Harry and mouthed, "Severus?" But then she was enveloped in darkness again.

"Good night!" Harry called to Tonks over his shoulder as they walked towards the school together with Snape. "Thank you...thank you for everything - except for your farewell!"

"Goodbye, Harry!" Tonks laughed loudly from behind.Snape didn't speak for a moment.

They turned and walked towards the castle.The time Harry was allowed to ask was only a few minutes on the road. He had a lot to ask, but he didn't know where to start.Finally he said: "I missed the teacher introduction before the dinner, are you coming back to teach?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," replied Snape curtly, as if he didn't want to say more.

"But there's a curse in this lesson—"

"Nothing comes closer to being cursed than having you by my side, Mr Potter," Snape replied coldly, and they were halfway there.

"I'm sorry, sir!" Harry summoned up his courage, "I'm sorry, I will take care of myself in the future, I will carry my wand with me, I am sorry to make you—"

Snape didn't answer him.Harry reached out and tugged at his sleeve, then more vigorously.Snape stopped.

The two stood less than fifty steps away from the hall. The light from the auditorium made it not too bright for them, but it was not so bright that they couldn't see their fingers.Harry asked hesitantly, "So, you really don't care about my mother anymore? Your Patronus has become your own."

"I thought I told you," Snape said.He flicked out the lantern, which Harry thought was to free his hand.

He looked at Snape's tall silhouette in the dark, and finally decided not to ask either of them about the Patronus.Snape obviously didn't want to say much about it.He asked, "That blood-fusion spell, the blood-fusion spell I chanted before I came back here, was it you who studied it?"

This is the first time he has asked this question.Snape turned away, and he never asked why they could go back to this time."What spell did you recite?" he asked.

"Written on parchment, a whole page... I think it looks like your handwriting." Harry said, he couldn't remember the spell clearly, and read a few broken sentences.

Snape was silent for half a minute in the dark before he opened his mouth softly: "After that incident, I searched all the books I could find, trying to change history and let Lily live. But I didn't Her blood. I didn't expect this magic to save myself in the end."

This is also the first time he has responded positively to a question related to himself.For a moment, Harry felt that the strangeness caused by the whole summer vacation between the two of them disappeared. "Is that a magic spell that changes history?" he asked curiously, "So the space-time spell that Ron said is real? I thought it was Hermione's slap in the face that made the spell go wrong."

Eyes gradually adjusted to the dim light, and Harry finally realized that Snape was looking at him.The disbelief in the man's eyes even went far beyond impatience, as if seeing Dumbledore naked | naked at the tip of the Astronomy Tower singing loudly, or Voldemort wearing Santa's clothes standing in front of the store under the lights He and Piaoxue smiled and distributed gingerbread men to the children.

Harry pretended not to see the look.He continued to ask, "Blood?"

"Now I have a new understanding of how terrible your ancient rune is. I must have understood the harsh conditions for the success of this spell. I have to say, it is a miracle that we can stand here now." Snape mocked Said, "It's adapted from an ancient spell, and to use it successfully requires blood sacrifice. The blood of two people must be fused, and this is only the easiest part of it. What really prevents me from using this spell is another A necessary condition." He paused for a while without specifying, "It has the same effect as the hayarn potion, in ancient times, spells with similar effects were usually used as a test..." He paused again, "It's just that people found it very difficult for anyone to reach the level required for the success of the spell. If it is not successful, its consequences are extremely dangerous, so wizards tend to use potions instead of this test."

"What are the consequences if it fails?" Harry said.He vaguely felt that the hayarn potion was very familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

"It's hard to say what their consequences are, death is just a more optimistic guess." Snape replied, "They act directly on the soul, and if a person's soul is damaged, they can no longer tell others how they feel That's why the spells were later classified as forbidden, even though detection is only a small part of their side effects. Their real purpose is always bigger."

He used "magnificent".It wasn't exactly the right word, but Harry was sure he knew what he meant. "Then why did you add this part to the spell, if it's so likely to cause you to fail?" he asked again.There may even be some unexpected torture, for an uncertain duration.

"Soul," Snape said, "this is something that wizards have never been able to study thoroughly. The power of the soul is very mysterious. There are only one cases in history, and they don't know how to do it until the end. Happened. Especially for some spells involving time and connection, the part belonging to the soul cannot be skipped, let alone replaced."

"So we're very lucky?" said Harry. "We happened to meet all the conditions for the spell, and then my magic managed to sustain it. So now we're here?"

Harry felt that Snape seemed to be giving him a complicated look in the dark.He waited, but Snape finally said nothing, just strode toward the Great Hall.

The author has something to say: After the SS points were deducted, I really wanted to smirk.Erha immediately slapped her in the face so that she lost face hahahaha I'm so happy.

Rowling didn't seem to have said anything about the Dark Mark, did she continue to sacrifice part of her own magic power to the master or the master could directly sense it or something.So my setting for the Dark Mark is that the use of magic will always leave traces, as long as the magic power is completely used after the suspended animation, it will not be able to locate.Just like a mobile phone, it will not be positioned unless it is turned on and activated.In fact, there is also magic power in the body, I don't know if it can be reversed.Just pretend not to feel it.It stands to reason that a seal is the safest, but I can't make a seal in the wizarding world.So be it……

Information about the Patronus comes from Pottermore.