[HP] Elena must be a genius

Elene hesitated to enter the Gryffindor common room again after throwing the sleeping Bellatrix back to the corner she had hidden on the fifth floor.On the red plush sofa embroidered with gold, the three of Harry had already returned to their respective dormitories after talking to Sirius.

'...I remember you saying that Harry wasn't going to die...'

'...' In the original book, he really won't die.The first Killing Curse Voldemort hit on him killed the shard of soul in his scar, and the second Killing Curse bounced off Voldemort because the Elder Wand thought Harry was its owner and ended up dying on himself in the death curse.

But now that the Elder Wand is missing, there is a high probability that it was taken by Voldemort.

Irene, who didn't know whether Voldemort became the master of the Elder Wand, floated quietly beside Irene.

Irene stared at Irene who had the same expressionless face as her, as if she was saddened by a stone that sank in her heart.The two of them seem to be in a whirlpool of traps everywhere, unable to control themselves.

Elene smiled at the fat lady who was awakened by herself, cast a disillusionment spell on herself, and left the Gryffindor common room.

Early the next morning, everyone was summoned to the auditorium.

Bellatrix stood weakly on the stage with her face covered in her heart, and met the eyes of Irene, who raised her head slightly and calmly stared at her. .For some reason, she woke up to find herself collapsed outside the Gryffindor common room and was taunted by Snape who approached her.

"——Harry Potter?" She scanned the Gryffindor queue, but didn't find that the savior whom the Dark Lord told her to monitor gradually panicked in her heart, and her face of disastrous defeat became even more gloomy.

Elene looked at the Gryffindor queue, only to see Hermione and Ron looking for him with pale faces.

Grimmauld Square NO.12.

"...Sirius! Let me out!"

After thinking about it for a long time in the middle of the night, I brought some necessary items with me, took the Marauder's Map and put on the Invisibility Cloak, set off from the dormitory and left Hogwarts along the secret passage, planning to find a place to deal with Harry. Not far away, Sirius, who noticed something wrong in the middle of the night, grabbed him and took him back to Grimmauld Square, where he was locked up.

Harry had never seen such a ferocious face as Sirius, which was the same as when he had just escaped from prison.His wrist was pinched tightly by the other party, he must have already turned a lot of blue, he was stared at by Sirius as if he was going to be deeply imprinted in the other party's eyes.

"What are you—what are you going to do?" Sirius asked through gritted teeth.He had a premonition when he heard Harry's quiet state during the puppet call, but he caught Harry who sneaked out of Hogwarts not long after he came to Hogsmeade.

"..."

Harry didn't answer his question, he couldn't imagine himself being the guarantor of his enemy's life.Whenever he thinks of this, he feels like dying.

Sirius was silent for a long time, watching Harry's green and calm eyes like ashes slowly loosen his grip on his wrist and changed it into a tight grip, hugging him.

"I... just a little scared... a little..." Sirius sobbed, he already regarded Harry as his relative, and he didn't want to lose it anymore.

Harry stiffly comforted his frozen grief, and began to understand the persistent care of Elene's parents for Elene.

Worry is born of love, fear is born of love...

Bellatrix, who was looking for Harry Potter at Hogwarts, made a big fuss. She searched up and down up and down and left Hogwarts with a pale face.

Elene, who was not put back into the lounge until late at night, stared at the darkness outside through the window of the lounge surrounded by vines, lowered her eyes, answered Susan's call, and left the window.

A tawny owl flapped black and yellow wings past the dark window.

Harry was never heard from, and Bellatrix disappeared for a few days.

The next time I saw her was in the second week of Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

She seemed to be very weak, half of her vigorously growing bright black and somewhat messy beard was wilted, as if her energy had been sucked out of thin air, and silver strands even appeared on the sideburns by her ears.

"—The Dark Lord pays attention to the next generation, you—should be honored! You are entitled to sit here peacefully, peacefully, and happily—"

Only when it was about Voldemort did Bellatrix get the stamp of fanaticism in his eyes.But the enthusiasm in her eyes and the slightly trembling body seemed to tell another possibility.

'She must have been tortured by Voldemort for a long time. '

'It seems so. '

' Much like the state after that night. '

'...'

"—of course—excluding Mudbloods—"

The conversation between Elena and Elena in her heart came to an abrupt end.

Voldemort, who had been avoiding seeing people for a long time, saw Bellatrix Lestrange and Severus Snape who had returned to his command twice in a row within two days after he came out. With a trembling look, he glanced faintly at Snape, who was looking pale with his head slightly lowered, and said, "Tell me, what happened to Bellatrix."

"...a student cast the Unforgivable Curse on her."

"Oh?"

The snake tail under him that lost his legs and turned into a snake tail supported his broken body and slowly came to them. The scarlet eyes caught Snape's lifeless eyes and forced him to face himself so that he could use Legilimency. .

Snape looked at his erect red pupils, struggling to resist his growing magical power, his hands hidden under the robe were clenched white, Voldemort and his snake were slowly merging...

Finding that Snape didn't know who was torturing Bellatrix, Voldemort let go of his grip.

"Poor Bellatrix—" He stroked Bella's skinny cheek in a soft voice, feeling her slight trembling in his palm, and continued contentedly: "Cure her—"

"Yes, Master."

"—you've disappointed me Severus—you've got ten days to find this man—and, I've changed my mind now—the one who cursed Bella will be with the girl in ten days Bring—she's looking good with you."

The figure of Snape who was about to turn around and leave with Bellatrix paused, and there was unconcealable resentment and anger in his lifeless eyes.

"...I promise, Master," he said quietly.

Bellatrix, who was tortured to the point of losing her mind by his side, seemed to have regained her composure and slightly raised her head to see his expression, and couldn't help shaking.

Elene, who had sneaked out to torture Bellatrix again in the middle of the night, stood in line listening to the threatening speech of Snape, who had summoned everyone to the Great Hall after returning from Voldemort.

"Anyone who fails to report Harry Potter's whereabouts will be punished unimaginably."

He identified Bellatrix's tormentor as the missing Harry.

Elene calmly listened to what he said about her, and followed the crowd back to the common room, without seeing the surprised looks from Hermione and Ron.

"...the only person who would dare to cast a spell on Bellatrix under these circumstances is—"

"Ron—"

Hermione, who was chatting in the corner of the Gryffindor common room, took his hand and interrupted the name he was about to blurt.

She was a little disturbed, they all knew who had cast the spell on Bellatrix, especially after the incident happened the night Bellatrix had uttered that insult in Black Arts class.

And the day Bellatrix entered the Hogwarts Great Hall, Erenee was seen by a lot of people when she cast a spell on her in front of a large audience...

"... Well, actually, I also have a bad feeling..." Ron looked at her disturbed look and was not in the mood to think about anything else, muttering to comfort his girlfriend.

After Harry, who was imprisoned in the Order of the Phoenix, was stared at by the house elf Kreacher and escaped to no avail, he wandered aimlessly in the house until he opened the attic door full of sundries.

The former Minister of Magic, Scrimgeour, was sleeping soundly on a simple hard plank bed.

Harry froze; they thought Scrimgeour had been killed by Voldemort.

He sniffed forward and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that Sirius imprisoned him in the Order of the Phoenix and went out alone to buy necessities, Harry suddenly realized that he did not have to be alone in the fight against Voldemort's evil rule.

In the dead of night, the wine lid door of the Hufflepuff common room was lifted again.Irene, who was wearing a black robe, walked along the somewhat damp wall to the cellar and knocked lightly on the door.

Not long after, Snape, who looked ashen and haggard, appeared in the tiny doorway and pulled her in.

"I told you not to cast any more spells on Bellatrix—" He was stunned to see her calmly sitting on the sofa after his hand was pulled away from Elene's wrist.

Yi Renee lowered her eyes and opened her smooth white hands to stare at her freshly painted bright red nails for a while.

"When will he see me?"

"...You did it on purpose..." Snape's face gradually turned pale.

Yi Renee didn't speak, and continued to look at her nails.She seemed to be very interested in her hands now, not gazing at her lover as she used to.

Of course she did it on purpose.Let Bellatrix approach the madman, one is to avenge her for hurting Leona and Sickle, and the other is to lure Voldemort out. This time she deliberately did not erase her memory.

It's just that he didn't expect that even if he achieved this level, Voldemort would not be willing to appear in front of him in a fair manner.

"...in ten days." Snape, who had cast the Oblivion Curse on Bellatrix to be on the safe side, couldn't restrain his worry, his lips moved slightly, and spit out the deadline.

Irene paused, stood up, and took his hands instead.

The cold touch continuously transmitted from the palm of her hand to her heart.

She slowly pressed his cold, somewhat rough hands to her warm cheeks.

"We're ready, aren't we?"

Irene watched the uncontrollable worry and fear in his eyes, and clenched his hand a little more, as if wanting to infect this man who couldn't hide his pain with her own body temperature.

What would become of this poor man if she were gone?

She lowered her eyes slightly and stared at the shell pendant on his chest and shed tears.

she does not know.But she was ready.

In the dark cellar, two black figures merged into one and embraced each other forever.