[HP] Subversion - Destined

"Yes, I'm the Half-blood Prince."

The air froze at this moment, and almost everyone held their breath.Snape looked down at Umbridge, who had completely disregarded his image, and his low and smooth voice was like a whisper, as if a thin blade was attached to the skin of his neck, making people feel powerless from the bottom of his heart. It magnified the cold fear even more.

"You... you, you'll regret it!" Umbridge's teeth were chattering, and perhaps she was trying to suppress her screams, "The Ministry of Magic will, will..."

"You know too much, ma'am. Obliviate." Snape narrowed his eyes slightly, retracting his wand, a ray of light had sunk into her head, "It's over." Her eyes instantly changed Confused, and then passed out.

"Cool!" "Cool!" George Fred winked at each other and echoed in a low voice, "You knowtoomuch (you know too much)! HeiHei!" X2

Snape turned around, his black robe fluttering, he stared at Filch with empty eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Well, do I need to remind you? —— You haven't been here today."

Filch seemed in disbelief that he had let him go, and after a long pause he squeezed out a rather ugly smile: "Yes, yes, I've been cleaning the corridor on the first floor, I haven't been here, and I haven't seen Anyone! I'll be leaving right away..." Carefully glanced at Snape's expression, he immediately disappeared from everyone's sight.Qiu Zhang, who had almost collapsed, cried and threw himself into Cedric's arms.

Snape gloomily glanced at the stunned people present: "Don't let me know the news of your discovery, this time I will finish it for you, next time you will have to bear the consequences alone! I don't care about your private violations. How many so-called school rules and even laws have been passed, and there is one sentence that I will firmly remember-no, no, lose, face of Hogwarts! Otherwise, I will kick out the DA!" Flying Umbridge casually, he Raising the black robe, he turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he paused again without turning his head. "In addition, because of the explosion caused by the private research on potions, the wall in the corridor was damaged, and Ravenclaw deducted ten points."

The deathly silence lasted for as long as a century before someone finally broke the silence, "Cheat... lie..." "Tell me it's not true!" "How could Snape be Mr. HP?!" "Impossible not Probably impossible..." "The greasy, dark old bat can't be my idol Half-Blood Prince! Impossible... Absolutely impossible!" "Merlin's unwashed underpants for a whole century!"...

Gryffindor hit the wall, hit the wall and knelt on the ground, Hufflepuff was one third petrified, one third weathered, one third thought he was in a dream, and Ravenclaw was still looking for it with force. Any possible connection between Snape and Mr. HP.Blaise shook his head and exclaimed gloatingly, "Poor kid, they need time."  …

Ever since he knew that Snape was Mr. HP, DA fell into a very strange atmosphere for a while.People kept asking me in private if he was Mr., so annoying that I simply yelled "Snape is the Half-Blood Prince" through the DA communication badge-then the world was quiet...

Snape was still the same as before, he should deduct points and points, he should speak harshly, as if nothing happened, but it was hard for those little animals, there were frequent situations in Potions class, almost every time he saw him, he thought of him Identity, when he thought of his identity, the cauldron exploded, and the gems of Hufflepuff and Gryffindor fell down.The most courageous ones were the group of young wizards who wrote to Mr. HP to ask him his real identity. Those who Snape knew the names deducted their marks back in class.And when everyone had to accept this fact, except for Ravenclaw's research fanatics, few people would contact him after sending out their daily assignments. part of it.

After Umbridge was forgotten, his memory seems to have regressed back to the days when he was dedicated to finding the true identity of the Golden Lion, because the Ministry of Magic knew about this matter, and if he also deleted this part of his memory, he might be discovered, so now It's like transferring DA's troubles to me.Her repeated temptations caused me to have nightmares in the middle of the night, and the effect of the dreamless potion has been increasing, and because the OWL exam is approaching, I don’t have enough rest during the day, sometimes I am in a trance, and the lightning scar suddenly hurts.

After the curfew, even if there is no labor service or Animagus courses, I will habitually go to the cellar, and then Snape throws me a bottle of potion without saying a word, and I pour it down on the bed and cover it with a quilt Shut up, "Damn, didn't the damn Voldemort just want to know the prophecy! Sev, you tell Lucius Malfoy that the second half of the prophecy is that two people can only live one! Tell Voldemort not to bother me anymore!!" I Holding his head frantically, fed up with a bunch of inexplicable images always popping up in his mind, Occlumency can't do anything at all.

"...Harry..." Snape hesitated to speak, his breath was very close to me, his voice was a little dry, "I was the one who made the first half of the prophecy..."

"I know." I jerked off the quilt, stared at him sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, and reached out to rub his frowning brows, "Even if you don't tell him he will know sooner or later, I won't bother you What?" He opened his mouth again, and I immediately pulled him down on the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover him, "Okay, sleep!" I hugged the large black pillow beside me, regardless of whether he took off his clothes or not, no dream The potion's effect had already begun to take effect. With a wave of his hand, the whole room went dark, and it seemed that he heard an imperceptible sigh before falling asleep...

I haven't slept so soundly for a long time, and there is no Umbridge's class and labor service the next day, so my good spirit rarely lasts until the night. "Harry, I heard that Hagrid is back, let's go see him sometime." Ron, who was tired of sitting in the library, whispered to me.

"Ron! Finish your homework first, don't always think about being lazy!" Hermione gave him a blank look, and continued to write.

"We all worked for an hour! It's a combination of work and rest, don't you think, Neville?" Ron planned to recruit Neville, who seemed less assertive, to be an ally, but the latter let out a dumbfounded sound and continued to flip through His Potions textbook.

"Neville is not as restless as you are!..." Hermione began to preach routinely, and the most powerful thing was that she could still do her homework while citing scriptures, which stunned Ron for a while.Poor Neville wanted to ask her questions a few times, but he didn't dare to intervene. Finally, he looked at me for help, and I resigned myself to be the substitute teacher for Hermione.

"...The most important thing to pay attention to is that the raw materials should not be put too much. The step of sprinkling moonstone powder is more troublesome. After all, the amount of addition varies with the force, so I suggest..." Holding the quill pen unconsciously Scratching on the manuscript paper, I feel my brain is a bit confused, the sounds around me seem to be getting farther and farther away, my mouth opens and closes instinctively, I can't even hear what I said... What kind of picture flashed in front of my eyes, and I was distorted The voice, black, many black figures, in a dark place...

"Crucio! (Crucio) Hahahaha——" A huge figure fell to the ground and wailed and rolled, "Enough Bella, we are here to complete the mission, don't let people find out in advance." "Hehehe... ...Hmph!" "Hiss...hiss..."...

"...Harry, Harry! What's wrong with you?" Someone was shaking me.I stood up with my head on the desk in a daze, and knocked the chair to the ground, "Sorry, I'm going first..." "Harry?" "Harry?!"... I stumbled and was about to come over Mrs. Pince, who reprimanded us, passed by, and there was only one thought left in her mind-the Death Eaters invaded the Forbidden Forest!

"Potter!" I had just crashed out of the castle, when Snape suddenly appeared in front of me, "What's the matter with you?" After listening to my somewhat nonsense narration, he said calmly, "Are you sure In the Forbidden Forest? And to guarantee that these images were not intended for you to see by the Dark Lord?"

"I'm not sure...but I saw a giant," I grabbed his arm tightly, trying to make my logic clearer, "Didn't Hagrid be sent by Dumbledore to win over the giants? He seems to have brought back If you kill a giant, you will be placed in the Forbidden Forest!"

"What? That brainless idiot!" Snape had a bulging vein on his forehead, and he roughly dragged me towards Hagrid's hut beside the Forbidden Forest.

As soon as we approached the hut, Hagrid's rough voice could be heard: "I don't know what a lion is. I've never seen a lion in the Forbidden Forest!" We looked at each other and hid behind the house.

"If I were you, I wouldn't expect to stay too long, I'd better pack my bags first," Umbridge warned sharply, and she opened the door to see a hippogriff pacing in the field. Piccolo, "Hey, you raised this ugly creature, right? The Ministry of Magic suspects that the Death Eaters who invaded the Forbidden Forest during the Christmas holidays have internal ties, and are investigating what it is, maybe it's not the lion? It's... ...Hee hee, do you understand what I mean?"

"What did you say? Bacobeak is so cute, he can't hurt anyone! He has nothing to do with Death Eaters!" Hagrid retorted bluntly in a rough voice.

"That's not up to you!" Umbridge snorted contemptuously, sprayed himself with perfume, as if he didn't think it was enough, crossed Hagrid's huge body, and then twisted his waist gone.

After making sure she was gone, we walked out of the hiding place, "Hagrid!" Snape's angry voice stopped Hagrid from closing the door.

"Professor Snape? Harry? Why are you here?" He froze in place stupidly.

"Bringing dangerous creatures into Hogwarts without permission, do you really regard the Forbidden Forest as your back garden!?" Snape's accusation obviously failed to convince the simple-minded Hagrid what he was talking about.

I bit the bullet and stepped forward: "This is Hagrid, did you bring a giant into the Forbidden Forest?"

"You... how do you know? I didn't tell anyone... He, he's my brother Glop, he can't hurt anyone - he has nowhere to go, I chain him in the forbidden forest, my poor Brother..." Hagrid burst into tears as he spoke.

"Forget about that, you can take us there now." I asked before Snape could sarcastically.Hagrid hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The low air pressure around Snape didn't affect the thick-skinned Hagrid at all. He kept talking about Grapp's life experience along the way. Just when Snape couldn't help but explode, we finally reached our destination. "Glop! Grap!" Hagrid called out in a rough voice to a mountain of meat piled on the ground in front of us, "Glop, wake up, I'm coming to see you, Grap!" He pushed the huge arm, but remained motionless.

"Stop screaming!" Snape took a few steps forward to check, then raised his head with a heavy expression behind him, "I got Cruciatus."

I paled all over my face: "Then it's true... where are the other Death Eaters?! Could it be..."

"Incarcerous!" Suddenly, two voices sounded at the same time, Snape's silent armor spell blocked one of them, while the other hit the unsuspecting Hagrid directly.

"I knew it was you guys!" Umbridge shrieked excitedly, showing his figure, and it was Percy Weasley who was accompanying him. "I knew it was you, Snape!"