[SSHP] End of life

An hour later, Harry, Draco, and Snape were standing in the principal's office.Draco was still pale, but looked relieved.Snape's face was clouded.Harry stood next to Draco, playing with his wand, in a good mood and not guilty of Snape being in a bad mood.

"He's happy, then?" Dumbledore asked.Beside him was a white cloth that had been covering his face just now.

"Yes, very pleased," said Draco darkly. "He praised me and promised my dad to be Minister for Magic soon..."

"Don't worry, Draco. Even if you do nothing, there will be such a day." Dumbledore said, "You behaved very well, especially when you ran out of the hall at the end, you were so clever... How did you come up with that?"

"Harry gave me some Felicia." Draco glanced at Harry, slightly grateful, "After Gibbon examined you, Alecto actually wanted to put a Death Curse on you. She doesn't trust me... …If it wasn’t for the Felicia, then I really would have been helpless.”

"Felix Felicia is just a supplement. It's you who really control it, Draco. It's a good thing you can stay at Hogwarts... House-elves can't bring candy." Dumbledore said very happily, " I think you must have learned the illusion spell."

Draco glanced at the bag of all-flavored beans in Dumbledore's hand, and nodded very cheerfully.Until now, he seemed really relieved.Harry glanced at him, and maybe Draco didn't know it, and there was a little smile on his face.

"So what's going on with Harry... Severus?"

"He's got a curse," said Snape, baring his white teeth viciously at Harry.Coupled with this expression and Lupine's haggard face, for a moment, some werewolf shadows really appeared on his face.

Harry glanced at him, then continued to play with his wand.

"Stop fiddling with things that are worse than a fire stick." Snape said coldly. "It's a good thing you hit him so he couldn't say the last syllable. Otherwise your magic power will be lost forever, even if you sacrifice Your soul, it won't come back either!"

"I managed to hit him—that's why the curse can be reversed. It's only been half a year," said Harry, putting his wand away. "Is it worth your tantrums at me? Felicity Elixir!"

"If it weren't for this half of Felicia, you think you can still stand here and talk hard!" Snape said angrily, "As long as you are a student, you will be inseparable from your magic power!"

"Come on, sir," said Harry curtly, "as if you really thought the exam was so important."

Draco took a step back.

Dumbledore clapped his hands.Patiently waiting for all three to turn to him - Draco was far away from Harry, Harry's mouth was pursed, Snape's face was livid.

He smiled and picked up the white cloth again. "Draco, you can go back to your dormitory to sleep now - I think your headmaster may check on you tonight because he is worried about the damage you have received today. Severus, you can go back to your dormitory with Harry In the office, express your concerns slowly... After all, there is no class tomorrow, Harry can sleep more. My funeral is in the afternoon." He lay down, "Tomorrow I will enter my graveyard - I hope Lucius As a school manager, I can find a way to make it more comfortable... Today I can only sleep on the hard floor in this morgue for one night. I wish you good dreams." He said, covering his face with the white cloth.

Draco gave Snape a wary look, nodded at Harry, walked into the fireplace and said "Slytherin common room", green flames went up and he was gone.

This evening the fireplace in the principal's office and the common room were briefly joined together.Of course, it also connected to the Gryffindor common room, but it didn't look like Harry could use it.Snape pressed Harry by the back of the neck and shoved him into the fireplace, and stood in himself, almost roaring "Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts office".

The two spun around in the fireplace, Harry coughing from the dust.Snape waved his wand, and the four candlesticks on the office wall were lit, and the office was brightly lit. "What makes you think I can't escape that spell, Potter?" Snape said in an almost abyssal tone.Leaving the headmaster's office - after leaving Dumbledore, his expression did not hide the rage in his heart.

"I didn't... it was just instinct," said Harry, who didn't think he'd done anything wrong, steadfastly refusing to show weakness despite Snape's frightening expression, "and it was Felicia that suddenly made me feel like I should Do it. Blessed to the soul—I think I saved you."

There must be a reason for the guidance of Felicia, this is not the first time he has drunk this thing.He was sure that if the potion told him to do it, then he should do it.Magic, guidance, infallibility - luck and heart.This is magic, something above all else.

"Wonderful, it tells you what to do, but not the consequences," said Snape manically. "We've spent ten years trying to teach you to focus on your most important goals, and you still can't accept the necessity of war." sacrifice!"

"You are not a necessary sacrifice for war!" This sentence was like a igniter, and suddenly something in Harry's chest burned violently and exploded.He roared, furious, "How many deaths have I witnessed over the years? What I can save, what I can't? I'll rush over, all because it's you!"

"Me?" Snape looked as if he had heard a joke, and he shot Harry an angry and contemptuous look, "You put my safety above the victory of the war? Very well, a Potter, yes Me. I thought that the demands you made before the Ministry of Magic battle had exhausted your sense of shame, but I didn't expect that a Potter's willfulness would never have a bottom line! If you insist that my existence is so important that you would rather let everyone's efforts It’s all in vain, then I can discuss this small issue with Dumbledore! In order to win the war, we don’t need uncertain factors! This is war, not flying chess, not a child’s game!” He said at the end, Also growled.

"You're no small problem!" Harry yelled angrily, and he rushed to grab Snape by the collar and shoved him to the edge of the table.The ink bottle was knocked to the ground and shattered.He was panting heavily, his mind was buzzing, and his vision was spinning. "You threaten me with yourself? I just care about you! I can't control it!"

Panting for breath, he stared at Snape, his hands tightly strangled by the collar, resisting the urge to slap him across the face or to hit his head five hundred times on the table.Snape's hands twisted his collar viciously like pliers, and his eyes were bloodshot red.He was sure Snape wanted the same at the moment.

Half a minute later, Snape seemed to move, and Harry cringed for a split second—he couldn't beat Snape.Snape could easily smash his egg into pieces with one kick, sending him flying across the office against the wall.But his fury keeps him from backing down even when he's at a disadvantage.

"That's what I've been trying to teach you since the first lesson, learn to control. Too bad you won't learn it until the hundredth lesson. Fifty points from Gryffindor, let go of your hand, Potter!"

"You buckle, buckle! Quidditch keeps losing, the House Cup can't belong to Gryffindor, we both know nobody really cares! You can't escape, I love you! I love you, Severor Snape, though you're an old bastard!"

Snape narrowed his eyes, he seemed to have all his emotions under control.He yanked Harry's hand off his collar with horrific force and flicked it away like a speck of dust, then pushed Harry aside.

Harry watched Snape warily for a sudden straight punch to his nose.But he still stood there, glaring at Snape. "You take points, you bastard! Fifty points for insulting the professor, Gryffindor - you take it, I'm not afraid of that! But I love you, I won't let you die, I'll watch you, you Will be in my whole future!"

"Be kind, Potter." Snape straightened his collar, showing a slick smirk, "For insulting the professor, Gryffindor will deduct fifty points."

Harry was shaking with anger.He looked around, grabbed another ink bottle on the table, and slammed it on the ground.

"Ten points from Gryffindor. For maliciously damaging the professor's property."

Harry stared at Snape angrily, until it was fully realized after a few minutes that Snape was trying to provoke him.He knew exactly what his words meant, but he pretended that he didn't acknowledge them, that they didn't exist—he was a cunning coward.

"Don't try to run away, sir. You can't get off the subject today. You are one of the most important people to me, and I love you without a doubt—"

like.Dumbledore was right, this word carries the most powerful magic in the world.It wasn't until the word came out unexpectedly that he realized he loved Snape.Snape was sullen, repressed, and resistant, but he loved the man's stubbornness, the man's restraint, the man's principles, the man's aggression—he loved Snape as much as he loved Sirius.

"The disappearance of your magic power is not the reason for your brain to be broken! I am 20 years older than you! Gryffindor will deduct [-] points!"

Harry froze for a moment.Snape's face was expressionless, but observing the man, he saw that Snape was not looking at him like he was looking at a fly with no potion value.All of his anger suddenly disappeared.

He wanted to clarify the meaning of his words, but was surprised that the idea he had never considered - spending the rest of his life with Snape - wasn't bad, or an unexpected fit.Maybe when you really can't convince him, this method can be used as the last way to keep him.Although it sounded a bit strange, he found that he was not repelled at all. "Just under 50 years ago, it was fashionable to bond with wizards who were more than ten years older than yourself. I noticed that History of Magic was the only subject you didn't get an O, sir."

"Miss Know-it-all's nose is everywhere!" said Snape in disgust. "Of course she can pull out all the report cards from the past fifty years. But this is not the history of magic, it is common knowledge in the wizarding world. I also need to remind you, In that era, it was witches who longed to combine with wizards who were ten years older than themselves. It seems that the savior of the world is a bit unclear about his gender identity."

"Common sense. But you've been a Muggle longer than I have," said Harry.

He was still confused by what he had just thought.Snape's misunderstanding gave him a strange flash of inspiration, reassuring and warming.Somewhere he seemed to take it for granted.But that reason quickly faded, and he couldn't grasp it no matter how hard he recalled it.

There was a moment of silence in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.Both of them had calmed down, Snape shook his sleeves, and began to take out bottles of potions on his own. It seemed that he didn't intend to continue the whole topic: "Stay in Grimmauld Place during the Christmas holidays. Get out of that house. I'll send you all the potions by Floo system. Get out of my office now."

Harry looked at the crystal bottles, they were very beautiful in dark purple, light blue, light blue, gold, dark green and other colors under the candle. "I don't regret it, Severus," he said firmly. "Felix Felicia kept me from dying, but I would have made the same choice if I hadn't had that stuff today."

"Fifty points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter." Snape placed the potion and said without looking back.

"See you tomorrow, Severus," said Harry, who could almost foresee Hermione's hysteria when she woke up the next day and saw the Gryffindor hourglass in the hall. "Have a sweet dream."

The author has something to say: In the last chapter, I just created a spell by myself.A portmanteau of Latin forever and Latin annihilation, magic, meant to permanently remove the magic from a victim.I always feel that such a curse should not be so simple, but I can't spell anything else.

Originally, I wanted SS to press Erha on the wall and scold Erha as soon as he entered the door. After thinking about it, he should not do it completely, but he had to move.Men, even women, whoever fights don't jump up and use their fists, and whoever is really impatient swings a wooden stick, isn't it, it must be cool.When Fred and the others were provoked, their first reaction was to get out and fight together, not wands.Well, anyway, I think it's good to start.laugh.

By the way, after drinking compound decoction, did he completely become the other party?Strength, reflexes, things like that. Who is stronger, SS or Lupine?