[HP] Night Haze

For the sake of his own life, Angelo did not report the Horcrux to Dumbledore.After entering the interlayer of the flame, the old man with the white beard threw Angelo the same bottle that Harry drank when he entered the black flame.

"Come with me later, Angelo." Dumbledore drank another bottle of potion with a solemn expression.Time was running out, he could have handed the boy a bottle of return potion, but he didn't want to waste time dissuading the boy from going back.Because a Gryffindor lion never leaves his friends behind.

The greatest white mage of this century is confident that he can protect the young blond boy while dealing with the evil forces possessing Quirrell.The two of them walked through the black flames. At this time, Harry Potter had fallen on his back in the room where the Mirror of Erised was placed. Quirrell, who broke free from his arms, was covered in blisters, like a snowman exposed to the scorching sun. Melting just as fast.

"Don't look!" Dumbledore pulled Angelo behind him and blocked the boy's sight with his tall body. He raised the Elder Wand and uttered complicated spells.

"Help me, Dumbledore!" Quirrell's screams echoed in the room, Angelo couldn't see what was happening in front of him, and the miserable screams easily penetrated his eardrums.

Quirrell's voice disappeared shortly after, along with the voice and Quirrell's body.When Angelo poked his head out from behind Dumbledore, there was no trace of Quirrell except for a purple scarf on the ground.A wisp of black smoke fluttered straight up from the scarf, rapidly condensing into a vague human figure in the air.Although I don't know what it is, the surrounding air seems to have turned cold all of a sudden.

boom!Fiery flames shot out from Dumbledore's wand, igniting the scarf, and the treacherous black figure twisted a few times in the rising flames, and then disappeared soundlessly.

The surrounding air returned to high temperature, and the danger was lifted.As soon as Dumbledore moved, Angelo ran towards Harry who was lying on the ground lifeless.

"Harry, Harry!" Angelo yelled, Harry Potter's emerald green eyes were tightly closed, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Professor Dumbledore, what's the matter with Harry!" Angelo anxiously shook his unresponsive friend.

"I'll take him to the hospital wing, don't worry... he just passed out." Dumbledore checked and picked Harry up, and with the spell in his mouth, the wall of fire that blocked their way completely disappeared.

"That person was eliminated?" Angelo was relieved to hear that Harry was fine.As he moved, the corner of the amulet peeked from the sweat-stained neckline.

"No, he's not really alive, so he can't be killed," said Dumbledore.Hearing this sentence, Angelo shivered, and covered his clothes with his hands—in that position of the clothes, an amulet with cumbersome magic patterns was clinging to his skin.

"Do you want to make the other party suffer?" Angelo still remembers the seductive male voice from the ruby ​​when he said this-this amulet has not been used yet, and he carries it every day.Is this the end of the matter?

Naturally, the matter did not end so easily. The two wizards walking back did not notice that a wisp of black mist was re-condensing in the air and hovering over the boy's head.

"Come on." The horcrux in the ruby ​​felt all this but didn't tell the boy, he wished the main soul would take the boy as the next carrier of the soul.Because only in this way can the magic pattern he modified be able to play a role, turning the main soul into his food in one fell swoop and absorbing it all.

Under the attention of the Horcrux, the black mist finally started to move. It rushed into the amulet hanging on the boy's neck at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and squeezed into the boy's body with unabated momentum.

"Woo..." The boy following Dumbledore stopped suddenly, and he felt that something suddenly appeared in his body, and a pain rising from the depths of his soul swept his whole body.The boy, in unbearable pain, clutched the fabric on both sides of his body, crumpling them into a ball.

Why... that amulet... A sharp voice suddenly appeared in Angelo's mind, moaning in pain.Angelo immediately realized that the owner of that voice was also feeling uncomfortable at this time.The bone-piercing chill was quickly withdrawn from his body, and this process was only a blink of an eye.

"He escaped." Another voice sounded, and only then did Angelo realize that the cloth he was clutching in his hand happened to be where the pocket was, and a deadly ruby ​​was being wrapped inside.

"I couldn't absorb him, my little Angelo, what did you do to the amulet to ruin my plan?" The magnetic male voice was calm, but there was a cold aura that made the boy shudder.

absorb!You actually want to absorb the soul of the mysterious man!You can actually absorb it!Angelo screamed in his heart.

"Angelo?" The old man walking in front of the boy turned his head when he heard his whimper.Although Angelo seemed to have experienced long-term changes, in reality, only a short second had passed.

"Deng..." Bullido.Angelo only had time to call for help from the old man when he felt his heart twitch violently, as if he had been struck by lightning instantly.

"If you inform, you will die." Before falling into darkness, Angelo heard a male voice jokingly teasing, "Go to sleep, my disobedient little Angelo..."

*****

"Dumbledore, can you tell me what happened to this child under your 'protection'?" In the medical wing on the second floor of the castle, Snape stood beside a hospital bed facing Hogg with an unhappy expression. Watts' old principal.On the hospital bed, a boy with slightly curly blond hair was lying there with a pale face and his eyes closed tightly.

"Bobby said he just fell asleep and will wake up soon." The old man with a blue bow tie on his white beard shrugged and said, "The relaxation after tension, plus your two drops of concentrated strong The booze did its job and the kid would sleep well and wake up."

"Don't talk to me about sending these kids away, Dumbledore." The potions professor's finger brushed the boy's bloodless cheek, "I saw... that black shadow in the mirror."

"—Voldemort wants to attach himself to Angelo," Dumbledore exhaled heavily after staring into Snape's angry eyes for a few seconds. "Just like he parasitized Quirrell before."

"Parasite?" With a forbearing voice, Snape withdrew his hand that had caressed the boy's skin and clenched it into a fist. "Is this what you call a foolproof action, my respected headmaster?"

"Severus, with Voldemort's current state, he can't do any substantial harm to the boy. This is an unwise decision for him, and it will only aggravate his weakness." Dumbledore walked up to the boy and started Untied the necklace around Angelo's neck.An amulet with intricate magic patterns dangled on the chain, and a strange symbol was graffitied on the lower part of it, which was not originally on the amulet.

"What's this?" Even the Potions Professor, who had no research into alchemy, saw the anomaly. The weird graffiti symbols ruined the overall beauty of the amulet.This is where the part protruding from the boy's neckline was completely invisible.

"This amulet was given to Angelo by Quirrell a few days ago. Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as an amulet." A light reflected under Dumbledore's half-moon-shaped lens, "With it, it will be easier Attached to someone else, that's why Voldemort made this stupid decision."

"The talisman." Snape repeated in his mouth. He pointed to a part of the magic pattern that was obviously not written by the same person, and asked Dumbledore, "What is this graffiti?"

"Stop the magic pattern," the old man who was proficient in alchemy showed his first smile today. He had cooperated with the master alchemy Nicole Flamel in many aspects. "Its function is to terminate the magic circle that has been drawn and decided to be discarded. Otherwise, they will continue to run. I think Angelo drew it himself. He is very smart and has realized Quirrell's malice towards him."

"When did you find out that he was wearing a talisman, Dumbledore?" The Potions professor's face was gloomy. During the school exam week, he saw something with a small horn sticking out of Angelo's neck more than once, But never realized its danger.Maybe Angelo was asking them for help in that way, but he didn't notice...

"Since the day Quirrell gave it to him." Dumbledore drew an identical amulet from his pocket, "but before I tried to change it, the boy had taken it upon himself."

"I take back what I said earlier, Dumbledore. You are sure to be prepared for nothing. A surefire savior development plan." A sarcastic smile emphasized the word savior.Snape didn't look at the pair of similar looking amulets.He walked up to Angelo and put the boy's hand out of the quilt back into the quilt.

Angelo Burns was no less perilous than Harry Potter, if not more perilous, all because their headmaster wanted to make the name of the blue-eyed kid savior more realistic.

Snape, who was making the boy's quilt, looked gloomy. Angelo's clothes were not changed into hospital gowns, because his other hand was still tightly clutched to his clothes.Although Voldemort's unsuccessful possession did not cause substantial harm to the boy, it was evident that he was in great pain at that moment.

"I'm sorry, Severus." Dumbledore raised his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Did you already know, Angelo..." It's your child?The suspicious old man behind did not ask.

"Is there anything you haven't said all at once, Dumbledore?" The Potions Professor raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, Angelo's visit time may have passed, I saw Bobby approaching aggressively." Dumbledore glanced at Madam Pomfrey who was heading this way.He thought the Potions Master was kind to the child because he already knew the child's identity.Since Severus hadn't sensed the truth yet, it would be better if he didn't talk too much.

"What will you give me in return, Severus?" Dumbledore recalled that scene a long time ago.The man with nothing left in his eyes came to him, begging him to hide the Potters.

"In return?" the hoarse voice said, "anything."

So he just asked Snape to put on the sorting hat, and let the magical objects from the era of the Big Four a thousand years ago judge his sincerity, and... the inextricable relationship with the Death Eaters.

So from the beginning of the new semester, the headmaster of Hogwarts has actually accidentally learned of the possible relationship between Angelo Burns and the potions professor of this school.

But he didn't say anything to embarrass Snape. As a headmaster who works hard for the school, he has a lot of things to do every day. Publish it now.

In Hogwarts Castle, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is a consumable, and it was hard to find. Now that Quirrell's murder happened, the things he, the headmaster, has to do have really increased a lot, a lot... …