Professor hp snape wants me to drop out

Severus woke up slowly from his lethargy, feeling violently dizzy and limp all over.

He subconsciously stretched his hand to his side, but found nothing.

Now he was wide awake.He immediately sat up, pulled out his wand, and checked the time.

One p.m.

Severus felt a faint sense of foreboding.He got out of bed and quickly changed his clothes.

Last night, after reading Harry's memories, Serra followed him back to his room.Although they didn't do anything at night, Sera came up to hug him and kiss him without moving, and the two of them didn't sleep well in the middle of the night.

Although they had anticipated the return of the Dark Lord, it still made people feel very heavy when it actually happened.

Under pressure, need to release.

—at least he thought she thought so.

Severus left the bedroom as soon as he changed his clothes, opened the door to his vibrant living room, and saw the light yellow note at a glance - placed lightly on the round table.

He couldn't help stopping his steps and holding his breath, feeling a little scared for a moment.

Severus stepped forward quickly and grabbed the note.

"To Severus

I love you.

- Sierra"

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At ten o'clock on Sunday morning, Serra called Harry from the hospital wing and took him to the emergency room.

At this time, here is a small room decorated in a pastoral style, which looks very suitable for afternoon tea.

After Harry went in, he found that someone was already inside.Headmaster Dumbledore sat on an armchair.Harry had some guesses in his mind, so he wasn't too surprised.However, Harry saw a shiny silver sword placed in front of Dumbledore, and he didn't quite understand what it was for.

Selah and Harry sat down on two single sofas respectively, Selah sat between Harry and Dumbledore, and the three sat around a round table.The teapot automatically poured them two cups of black tea, and a plate of biscuits appeared on the table.

"Good morning, Harry." Dumbledore spoke first.Harry felt a subtle sense of disobedience. Even though something like Voldemort's return happened yesterday, the headmaster's expression was very calm at this time. He thought he would be heavier.

"Good morning, Professor Dumbledore. What are we... going to do?"

Serra put her crystal ball on the table and said, "Harry, can you trust us?"

"...Of course." Harry looked at Serra, then at Dumbledore, and nodded in confusion.

"Thank you, Harry. Now, do you still have that brain hacked feeling from last night?" Dumbledore asked, leaning closer to the boy, looking him in the eye.

"...No." Harry felt it seriously and said with certainty.

"Then let's make a long story short. Voldemort's Killing Curse didn't kill you the night 12 years ago, but a piece of his soul entered your brain and you became his Horcrux. If the Horcrux survives, we will Can't really get rid of Voldemort." Dumbledore's tone was emotionless, absent-minded.

"What...soul, Horcrux?" This was a word he couldn't understand at all.Harry was getting more and more confused.

"I'll explain it to you later." Sera took out a note, "If you read this spell, the intruder will be driven out, and we can handle the rest."

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I love you.

Only these three words.

Severus knew immediately that something bad must have happened.Sierra's romantic feelings always prevailed when she was out of body and mentally unstable, which meant that she might decide to do something dangerous when she left the note.

The last time she wrote to him to express her feelings was on his birthday last year.What she wrote to him was "I don't love you".Is it because she did this today because she didn't want to leave him with no love before she left?

Severus panicked for a moment, then rushed out the door immediately.

At the door of the cellar, Dumbledore came towards him and stopped him.

"Severus, come with me. Are you wearing that curse bracelet? The one made of bones?" Dumbledore looked cold, grabbed Severus' arm, and said quickly.

"Albus, do you know anything?" Severus stared intently at the old Headmaster's wrinkled face, "Where's Serra?"

"She's safe. We have more important things to do now. The bracelet?" Dumbledore was very tough, and it was obvious that he wouldn't let him go find her.

"I want to see Sera first..."

"Severus." The old man raised his cursed right hand and pulled the sleeve away. The charred curse had obviously deteriorated and spread, covering his entire arm. "Let's fix it, right now."

The horrible black pierced Severus' eyes and made his heart sink.

Isn't there another Horcrux?

He immediately guessed that perhaps Sera had already taken action to solve it.Why didn't she disclose any news to him, and... also left a note that seemed to be a suicide note?

Is this one exceptionally dangerous?Is the result of divination bad, or...

"Take the bracelet." Dumbledore dragged him into the office involuntarily, "Let's go to Malfoy Manor."

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Harry took the note, but didn't do it right away.

"Where does it go?" he asked. "That soul fragment... where does it go?"

Looking at his stubborn and determined eyes, Sera sighed, "Into this crystal ball."

"Wouldn't that be the equivalent of moving it from my head to yours?" Harry said sharply. "I've never seen you leave this crystal ball, Serra. You can't leave it, can you?" Harry took a deep breath, "I can't read it!"

"You must read," said Dumbledore. "Harry, don't hesitate any longer. We cannot give Voldemort time to breathe."

"Is there no other way?" Harry's heart was beating fast and his hands were shaking.

He thought of Quirrell.

"No, Harry," said Serra, "say the spell and it will be banished into the crystal ball, and then Albus can destroy it with the sword."

"Otherwise you'll have to kill me, won't you?" Harry stared at Dumbledore.

"We won't," Dumbledore said flatly and unquestionably.

"...But, but," Harry's green eyes welled up with tears, and his voice became sobbing, "I, I can't let Serra die instead of me... just let me die, Professor Dumbledore... ...this is my destiny, this is my own business..."

"Wow. Little Harry, I didn't expect you to love me so much." Sera touched the little boy's head, and when he slowly stopped crying, he smiled and said, "I'll be fine, don't worry about me .Call the spell quickly."

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Severus took the bracelet.Dumbledore told him that Serra said it would work - because Harry remembered Voldemort's resurrection using Wormtail's hand.

The two apparated to Malfoy Manor.

They walked into the magnificent castle.There was no light in the room, and in the gloomy living room, several members of the Order of the Phoenix were sitting around a magnificent long table, but the two masters of the manor were not among them.

"Where's the Malfoys?" Dumbledore asked.

"Upstairs in the bedroom," Mad-Eye Moody said flatly. "It was painful. Just threw up here."

Moody had a deep hatred for Death Eaters, but now, the tragic situation of the two former Death Eaters made him barely restrain his hatred, and he didn't utter any curse words.

"Mr. Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy," said Dumbledore in a loud voice, "here I come. Please come down and help us."

Soon, two light-haired figures appeared in front of the long table.They fell to the ground as soon as they emerged.Severus silently waved his wand to heal them.Moody's horrifying eyes turned to look him up and down, but said nothing.

Lucius put his arms around Narcissa, letting her lean on his shoulders, while he looked up at Dumbledore.Everyone saw his pale face.That face did not have the arrogance he used to face Dumbledore in the past, only weakness and pain, and even an invisible fragile begging.

"Is he still torturing you?" Dumbledore looked down at Lucius.

"...Yes. He hasn't stopped calling." Lucius' voice was like a broken gong, without the splendor of the past.

"Where is he?"

"do not know……"

"Then you two take me and Severus." Dumbledore's voice was emotionless.

"I...I can, but I'm afraid my wife..." Lucius hesitated.

"I'm fine." Narcissa, who was so painful that she couldn't open her eyes, propped herself up from his arms, looked at Dumbledore, and said in a soft but firm voice, "Let's go, Mr. Dumbledore."

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With tears in his eyes, Harry finished the long list of incantations word by word and carefully.Like Serra when he was 11, he was doing so well that he didn't mispronounce a word.

Then, immediately, he heard a scream of anger and fear from the back of his brain. It felt like his soul was being torn apart. Harry was shaking and twitching wildly, unable to control his body at all; The eye sockets, ears and mouth were pulled out... Harry passed out from the pain.

A cloud of black smoke emerged from Harry's body, like the shadow of its master who had been forcibly stripped off.It seemed to want to escape, but an invisible force trapped it; the smoke struggled, but was quickly sucked into the crystal ball.Its entry is like a drop of ink falling into the water. From a small black spot, it quickly spreads into a large cloud of black smoke, which is about to fill the entire transparent crystal ball.

"Quick... Albus..." Sela collapsed on the sofa, breathless and staccato, "It's... invading..."

Dumbledore quickly picked up the sword and slashed at the polluted crystal ball.

Then, as he'd witnessed so many times before, the crystal ball shattered, accompanied by an angry cry as the Horcrux was destroyed.

When the dust settled, Dumbledore immediately walked to Serra's side. Her head fell powerlessly on the back of the sofa, her face was bloodless, and her half-closed eyes lost their spirit.

"Selah!" Harry regained his senses, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the shattered crystal ball on the table—and a lifeless Selah beside him.He bounced off the couch, rushed to Selah and knelt at her feet, holding her hand, big tears welling up. "No...you clearly said you wouldn't die..."

"Harry." Dumbledore cast a spell on Serra, and a soft white light shone on her. "She is not dead. She will wake up."

"But she..." Sera's chest stopped rising and falling, and she had lost her breathing and heartbeat.

"Her soul hasn't left yet." Dumbledore's eyes were unfathomable, and he said calmly, "Now, Harry, I'm leaving. You can also go to breakfast."

"What about Selah?" Harry looked at Dumbledore with tears in his eyes, "I'll go find someone...I'll go find Professor Snape, okay?"

"Professors have their own things to do, just like me, Harry." Dumbledore gave a vague explanation, "Selah is safe here. And no one can help her, everything depends on Herself."

"No...I, I want to stay here, I want to be with her." Harry squeezed Serra's hand tightly, "She will really wake up, right?...Professor Dumbledore, you will too Came back, right?"

There was a fragile hope in the boy's sad green eyes, and Dumbledore was silent for a moment, before finally sighing imperceptibly, and then nodded slightly.

An hour earlier, Serra had come to the headmaster's office to tell Dumbledore that she had found the last Horcrux.

—it was Harry himself.

There will be an induction between the Horcruxes, and they knew this before, but because they had no chance to pile the two Horcruxes together, they didn't know what kind of induction it was.

Harry's strange behavior last night, both Dumbledore and Severus understood that Voldemort had a special connection with him through his lightning scar, and the two never thought about it in the direction of the Horcrux—this guess It was too shocking, and the news of Voldemort's resurrection left them no time to think about it.

However, Sierra thought his case was obvious.She'd felt that way too, so she immediately thought of the possibility.

And according to the previous divination information, they need to destroy "6 to 7" Horcruxes-or maybe it means that the last Horcrux must be special enough.

It's Harry, so that makes sense.Because they couldn't possibly "destroy" Harry like they destroyed other Horcruxes.

Last night, within just an hour of returning to the castle while holding Severus' hand, Sera basically confirmed her guess and thought of a possible solution.

In fact, Sera is not sure how destroying the crystal ball will affect her.

Her relationship to it is inseparable.The crystal ball is a part of her body, like an organ specially grown to hold the soul.Moreover, the half of the soul in the crystal ball is not completely isolated from her own soul, but can still communicate and communicate with each other.

She didn't know what the effect of introducing another shard would be.

In the best case, the crystal ball can trap the fragment, and then destroy it together, and she only needs to lose half of her life; the worst result is that the soul piece invades her along the way, and then she also has to die; the worst result is that the soul Pieces controlled her through the crystal ball, and used the properties of the Philosopher's Stone to achieve immortality.

What disturbed her most was that the crystal ball did not give an answer to the divination this time.

But Dumbledore supported her idea.

"No divination," said Dumbledore. "I'm sure the worst will not happen. It's just that... Serra, can you trust me?"

"Of course, Albus."

This answer meant that she not only believed in him, but was also ready to die.

Then the two quickly finalized the plan for the day in peace.In the end, Sela jokingly asked if he should divination whether the operation would go well, but Dumbledore refused.

"Let's keep the future a mystery until we unravel it ourselves," he said. "This is our world, our story . . . written by us."

His blue eyes shone with time-honored wisdom and seemed to see through everything.

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"Tonight, I want you to go to Azkaban and release our friends..." The snake-like cold voice was suddenly interrupted by something, and he spoke again lazily: "Very good, very good. Let's see if it is Who's coming?"

In the gray conference room, several Death Eaters sat around a long table, and the Dark Lord with greasy skin, no hair and no nose was sitting at the head seat in a faded black robe.A puff of black smoke rushed into the room, and before Lucius and Narcissa appeared, the Dark Lord had already noticed it and pointed his wand at them.

Unexpectedly, however, it wasn't just the two of them who came.

Dumbledore!

Among the few Death Eaters, there are not too powerful characters. Most of them are just minions who escaped after being chased by Oro and have been hiding their heads for many years. When they saw Dumbledore, their first reaction was not to attack, but to run away. .

Severus pierced through the roof and cast a spell into the sky. In the next moment, several members of the Order of the Phoenix appeared one by one and started fighting with the Death Eaters present. After a while, he was beaten to pieces by a dozen wizards.

The Dark Lord himself immediately tried to run, and Dumbledore quickly hit him with a Freezing Curse.

"Ha! You have been cursed by me, Dumbledore." The Dark Lord paused for a moment, and immediately felt that the force of the hit on his body was not right—then he saw the old man's blackened arm, and he stopped running immediately. Angry and proud, "You can't beat me. Today is your death day, Dumbledore!" He fired a green light, and Dumbledore did not use his wand anymore, but blocked it with his sword.

"How long can I last with this sword?" The Dark Lord charged again, but was stopped by Severus. "And you—Severus Snape, your betrayal will be the worst decision in your life!" He said contemptuously and coldly.

Severus pursed his lips, casting spells from his wand.Dumbledore held a sword in close combat, Severus cursed and attacked from a distance, and fought with Voldemort.

The Dark Lord still has terrifying strength after his resurrection, and it is completely easy to deal with a former subordinate and an old man who can hardly use magic at the same time; if it is not for the Death Eaters present, they are still easy to bully, so other members of the Order of the Phoenix can occasionally Help, and the battle might have been over long ago.

"Where's that girl? Selah Green?" The more the Dark Lord fought, the more he felt that he had a chance to win, so he decided not to use his ultimate move, but just fought back nonchalantly, and at the same time started chatting leisurely: "How dare you kill my girl?" Nagini... Huh, Severus, since you don't love that Mudblood anymore, why did you choose to betray?" He paused, then smiled with interest, "Take that girl and join me. Wouldn't it be better under your seat? Look at how embarrassed you are now."

"It seems that splitting your soul has caused irreversible damage to your IQ." Severus said coldly, "Ah, that's not right—you weren't very smart in the past."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately felt a pleasurable tingle, like a pustule being punctured, and the sticky and gloomy things that had been lurking in his body for a long time were all expelled along with the words, which made him feel refreshed.

Severus felt that it was not enough, and even smirked at the ugly devil. "Why don't you ask Death?—Tom," he said softly, waving a red light at the same time.

He was finally able to show his hatred in person in front of this arrogant, stupid, deeply hated Dark Lord - and, today - he wanted to kill him to avenge it!

The contempt from his subordinates obviously made Voldemort feel greatly insulted. His complexion turned livid instantly, and he waved his wand to use more powerful magic to get rid of this servant who dared to speak rudely.

"You make me feel pathetic," Dumbledore said softly at this moment, "Tom, it's over." He gestured to Severus.Severus knew he had made a judgment, and his blood boiled.

Severus took out the black bracelet quickly and calmly, and swung it at the Dark Lord with a spell - the latter's strong fighting instincts made him aware of the danger, and he blocked it immediately; however, the Dark Lord To his astonishment and horror, his magic failed to block the attack!

——Could it be that this traitor didn't show his full strength before, and was just letting him relax his vigilance? !

The cursed bracelet hit the Dark Lord's chest, and immediately covered his whole body like vines, revealing vein-like lines on his gray skin.The Dark Lord finally panicked - his wand, which was about to burst into flames, went out - what was it that made him lose his magic? !

Already close at hand, Dumbledore, with a stern face, swung his sword across without hesitation - the Dark Lord lowered his head stiffly in disbelief - and saw his own body cut off at the waist.

"Goodbye, Tom." Dumbledore retracted his sword, smiled and raised his right hand.

The last scene the Dark Lord saw before he dissipated was the appearance of the black that was firmly entrenched in the old man's hand gradually fading away.

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"She's in the Room of Requirement."

Hearing Dumbledore say this, Severus immediately realized something was wrong.

—Dumbledore had actually cast the Confusion Curse on him when he wasn't looking!

In the time it took to kill Voldemort, he had forgotten the note Sera had given him...

Severus' blood flowed backwards, he glared at Dumbledore with red eyes, and immediately Apparated away without saying a word.

He came to the Response Room on the eighth floor of the castle, silently said "I want to find Sierra Green"...then successfully opened the entrance.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a small black head turned towards him inside - it was Harry Potter.He was sitting on the sofa, next to... Selah who had passed out.

Severus clenched his hand at his side into a fist and strode towards Sela's position.

"Professor Snape," Harry stood up, bewildered, "you... are you all right?"

Severus met his eyes, Legilimency.Harry sensed it and didn't resist.

……

After Dumbledore left, Harry has been guarding here, in a daze with the corpse-like Serra, for four or five hours.

At first he held Selah's hand and kept crying, then sat next to him and turned a blanket over Selah.

Perhaps because he was hungry, the Room of Requirement automatically offered a plate of pies and a glass of pumpkin juice, but Harry didn't eat them right away.He looked at the food for a while and then at Sera. After about half an hour, he seemed to understand something, and finally made up his mind to start eating.

Around noon, the shattered crystal ball turned into white smoke and dissipated inexplicably.Sera didn't show any signs of improvement, but her condition didn't deteriorate either—her body was still as pale and cold as when she just passed out, but there were no... things like corpse spots.

Severus glanced at the boy's memory quickly, and backed away when the crystal ball disappeared.

He couldn't speak.Facing Harry's concerned gaze, he nodded curtly.

Severus pulled Sera into his arms and held him close, resting his chin on top of her head.It was cold, whether it was her body or the white leather sofa under her.

He didn't dare to think about whether this piece of ice could melt into the way he wanted.

Harry had made his way to the door of his own accord.

"Professor, that..." Harry began again, and Severus turned his head slightly to look at him.

"I, I heard—" Harry's expression was inexplicably unnatural—maybe it was because he saw his tears. "...I heard that in fairy tales, the prince's kiss can make——"

Harry couldn't speak any more, and hurried out the door with his head down.

Resuscitate the comatose princess?

Severus moved slightly away from Serra, resting her head in his palm.

Really heavy.It didn't seem so heavy before.She must have used her own strength at that time, right?

The girl in her arms has black hair and snow skin, her brows stretched out.She never trimmed her eyebrows, and there were a few thin miscellaneous hairs at the end of her thick black eyebrows, carrying a barbaric vitality.

It's just that there is no color on this face now.Her night sky-like eyes were concealed under the curtain of silence, and her cherry-like lips were like withered petals, faded bright red.

Severus kissed it lightly, staying for a second, tasting a dreadful coldness.

His tears hit her face, and he immediately wiped them away.It reminded him of a rainy funeral.

"I love you," he said softly, "I love you, Sierra."

If his calling would wake her up, he would say it a million times.

next second.

thump--

It's the sound of a beating heart.

"I love you too." Sera's eyelashes fluttered slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, and said in a breathy voice, "—Severus."

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long.

Severus felt a strong noseache, a thousand words came to his mind, but he couldn't say anything - just smiled.

He cast a few spells on her, and watched her lips turn fresh and pink, and her skin turned pink; then she finally had the strength to hug him.

"I miss you so much," Serra whispered, her voice nasal.

"Next time..." Severus paused, "No, no next time." He would not give her the chance to leave alone again.

"Don't be angry." Sera looked up at him and smiled, "I'm not very good..."

"Half of your soul is missing." Severus pressed her back into his arms, "...broken."

"No, Severus." Sera wrenched his hands away, pulled herself up and knelt on his lap, looked him in the eyes, and kissed him.

"I'm complete."

She licked away the silver thread from the corner of her mouth, and her bright smile was as beautiful as the first snowfall.

The author has something to say:

It's over, a little rushed

Thank you for your support along the way. The biggest feeling is that without your comments, I would probably have been cheated a long time ago.

Thank you "Paper Fish" Bao for the nutrient solution, the baby should be the first few to comment on me

Then I will post the extra episode immediately, just write a pro-era if line, and put Sierra in the same grade as the professor. I hope everyone will give you more feedback

Because there was no Philosopher’s Stone in her era, Sera didn’t have the talent for prophecy, otherwise she would have no solution, but her life experience is still miserable, and the reason for the misery is actually the same as the main text (the main text is only the professor’s guess, which is not fully presented.

Then... I looked at my copywriting's "Happy Tucao style".

Laughed to death, didn't complain at all

I just want to complain about the episode! !I'm going to write daily! ! !

Then I will bring over some small stalks of the article that I locked, so it can be regarded as a continuation