[HP] turns in your hand

Chiara's eyes were almost staring, Snape casually threw the invisibility cloak on the ground, then he shook the hand holding the wand, looked down at Chiara: "What do you want to do? Did I say that?"

Chiara couldn't say anything, her brain seemed to be broken after drinking too much, and it lost its function for a few seconds.But her powerful mind was intermittently trying to connect everything that happened just now, Voldemort, the resurrection ceremony, Snape...

Snape helped Voldemort complete the resurrection ceremony, and also tied Harry from Hogwarts?

Chiara's eyes slowly shifted to Harry and Voldemort who were lying on the ground, and now Voldemort was the only one lying on the ground, and Harry—she meant, the unconscious Harry was being held by a special face Harry, who had obvious red palm prints, was hugged in his arms, and the "Harry" who was hit by Snape just now was tremblingly trying to test the breath of Harry in his arms.

"The other Harry, is..." Chiara asked tremblingly.

Snape glanced at the man who was slowly growing taller and his beard was growing out, and sneered inexplicably: "It's Black, he volunteered to replace Potter to be tortured."

Ziara's hands were also trembling uncontrollably: "Then, the blood you put into the cauldron just now, and the bottle that looks like the love potion..."

"The blood belongs to Potter, because if he doesn't give his blood to the Dark Lord, Potter may not survive after the Dark Lord casts the Death Curse." Snape pursed his lips. "The other bottle of extra potion is The hallucinogens, ingredients and the love potion are indeed mostly the same. Because Potter is going to replace Black in front of the Dark Lord, it is necessary to use hallucinogens and confusion spells together to make the Dark Lord ignore what is happening in front of him."

Chiara slowly understood all this.

"That is to say." The plain mirror she used for camouflage slowly slipped to the tip of her nose, and she had no time to put it up, "You, you have been away from school recently because you came to Little Hangleton to contact Voldemort, get His trust, and then planted beside him as a spy to help him prepare for the resurrection ceremony. You, the principal and Sirius all know about this plan, only I don't."

Snape said calmly, "Potter didn't know either, he only found out about this an hour ago."

"Of course he doesn't know anything, so he should know nothing—but I, I know everything, but I—" Ziara's eyes turned red, "I didn't know that you did it again This is a dangerous thing! If I can be more careful, if I can not concentrate so much on the review, if I can ask you more, and pay more attention to—”

"Harry's not dead!" cried Sirius suddenly, "he's alive!"

Of course he is still angry!

But Chiara is about to die!

Dumbledore lifted himself from the invisible state, he walked up to Chiara and Snape, and said jokingly: "You have to comfort Chiara, Severus. She just saw the resurrection She almost turned her head and bit me at the beginning of the ceremony, and I used the Leg Lock Charm to get her under control."

Snape didn't recognize the red-haired handsome boy at first, he stared at Dumbledore for a few seconds in bewilderment, until the beautiful boy suddenly began to grow wrinkles and white beard sharply, he suddenly realized: "...you How do you pretend to be like this?"

"Since it's for camouflage, of course the less recognizable the better." Dumbledore shrugged.

Then he walked over to deal with Voldemort, and Snape saw Dumbledore first pull the yew wand out of Voldemort's hand and throw it away, and then a large bundle of ropes emerged from the tip of the Elder Wand and bound him to death. I caught a kingfisher.

"It's...it's over, everything's over. You don't need to worry about me anymore, you should be happy about his death and think about yourself." Snape said stiffly to Ciara, " And what I'm doing isn't dangerous because I used to be..."

Chiara bowed her head, he couldn't see her expression clearly, and his voice became softer and softer.

"...I was a Death Eater before. Before the Dark Lord fell from power, I was," Snape said.

So he was the perfect candidate to help Voldemort with the resurrection ceremony, so he gained the trust of the Dark Lord so easily.

Does she know?

Chiara, this girl who always puts his safety first, even turning a blind eye to the unconscious Voldemort being tossed and tossed by Dumbledore in front of her eyes, she knows that the true face of the person she cherishes so much is actually a former chef. Dead Apostles?

Did she know that her hands were once stained with blood, and there was still a bright red Dark Mark on his left arm. Did she know that she was the type of person she hated the most?

patter

There were drops of water dripping in front of him, dripping from Ziara's drooping cheeks onto the newly sprouted spring grass of the cemetery.

One drop, one drop, another drop.

Snape didn't know why he said this to her, he wanted to keep it a secret forever, and then enjoy Chiara's almost blind love for him with peace of mind.

But he... he couldn't feel at ease.

His hands were clenched into fists under the black robes, and then Snape suddenly found himself frightened.He was afraid to see the expression on Chiara's face after she raised her head. He knew that no one would fall in love with him, let alone his true appearance, but he still felt the pain in his heart before the loss. It hurts like a prick.

He's just a greedy and fucking coward.

Snape had nothing more to say, he turned around, and walked towards Dumbledore who was about to wake Voldemort up, ready to be beside him as an aid in controlling the Dark Lord who was about to be judged.

Suddenly, a warm body bumped into his back, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, the body trembled violently, tears soaked the black robe on his back, but also soaked the endless power come over.

"You will never be again."

Chiara buried her face in Snape's black robes, her face still disguised as he had seen it in Gringotts.The face of an oriental girl looks more immature than her peers, and today, Chiara, who is wearing a plain mirror with her plain face facing the sky, looks no different from a student.

She was embracing Severus Snape for the self in her previous life who had fallen in love with him, and she was also embracing the most distant dream of a girl who was ultimately doomed.

"All his Horcruxes have been wiped out, Nagini is dead, Voldemort is about to die, and you can live a decent and happy life as a good man," said Chiara, her voice trembling. It's the goal I've been determined to achieve...from the first moment I saw you. Even if I didn't finish the last blow, even if you still...you went to be a spy by his side again, but..."

"But I can finally see you walking under the sun, without fear or anonymity, and continue to live in an ordinary and happy way."

Snape froze in place, and Dumbledore, Sirius, and Harry Potter who woke up stared at them, and then watched Snape grow more and more from his neck to his ears to his whole face. more red.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything, and couldn't move at all.

The feeling of being hugged is too strange, but the warm touch and the moistness of tears are extremely real.He stood there blankly, the girl behind him was still sobbing, his mind was muddled, and he couldn't even grasp a single thought.

Harry, who just passed out, didn't know what happened at all. When he woke up, he saw a girl hugging Snape from behind - his potions professor was blushing!

"What happened—" He stammered and pointed at Snape, and then looked in shock at Voldemort who was struggling to wake up tied up like a big bastard, "That guy is—"

"Hush, Harry." Dumbledore pressed his hand down with a smile, "Wait, wait, let Severus and Chiara settle their affairs first."

Harry was even more shocked: "That's Chiara?! How could the two of them—I mean, although I already felt that she was special to Snape, but—no, how could Chiara be here? here?!"

"I don't understand why girls like snot-nosed." Sirius said sourly, "let alone such a normal-looking girl."

The red palm prints on his face became more vivid.

At this time, there was a person who didn't want to know why the girl he didn't know appeared here, and didn't want to hear gossip about Snape at all. He just wanted to know why he passed out just now, but after waking up, he was tied into The roast suckling pig in Gwartz's kitchen, in front of Dumbledore who was watching the excitement, Sirius Black with red palm marks on his face, who was watching the excitement, and even though he looked shocked but quickly adjusted his state, he also started Watch the lively Harry Potter.

...Why didn't your kid die? !

Can you give him some attention - can you give the Dark Lord the respect he deserves? !

"Cough." Dumbledore coughed, "Then what, Severus, Chiara, someone woke up here. Get rid of him first, and then you..."

Ziara let go of Snape like an electric shock, and she looked at the three Gryffindors who were sitting and standing in a row watching her lively, and then looked at herself who was tied up into a big bastard and still glared at herself Voldemort, in an instant, turned redder than Snape.

Snape was still stiff, but Chiara quickly completed the process of converting "shame" into "anger".

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape, you thought I didn't do anything just now!"

Then she stomped towards Voldemort, her face grim.

Snape:?

How could he act like nothing happened? !

But he was hugged—two hands wrapped around him firmly!

There is still a large group of wet tears of hers on his back now!

Don't admit it after hugging?Don't admit it after hugging? !

There is something like this? !

He is pure, pure, pure and so on - he hasn't been hugged by a girl in nearly 20 years!

Snape was completely dead, but Chiara wasn't much better now.She forcibly forcibly left behind her behavior just now, and picked up the yew wand from the ground with a murderous look.

Then he broke it in two with great force in front of Voldemort.

Sirius and Harry opened their mouths in unison.

Voldemort's pale face was about to turn as red as Snape's, but Chiara didn't give him a chance to swear. She casually threw two sticks that looked like broken branches in her hand, wiped her face, and wiped her face He changed back to the black-haired golden pupils of the familiar Western girl, and then swung the wand and gave Voldemort a "tongue and throat lock".

"Tom Riddle's diary," she said.

Voldemort's expression changed suddenly.

"Gaunt's heirloom ring, Slytherin's locket, and Hufflepuff's cup," Chiara went on.

Every time she uttered the name of a Horcrux, Voldemort's expression twisted.

"Ravenclaw's crown, Nagini...and a Harry Potter you don't know about." After counting, Ziara twirled her wand in her hand like a pen, "Seven, every After all of them are wiped out, only you will be left in the end."

Sirius and Harry slowly closed their mouths again, and the godfather and son showed the same confusion on their faces.

"I'm against letting you say your last words, because an ugly thing like you who lives to create waste for the world is meaningless to say anything, and no one wants to hear it." The contempt on Ziara's face almost turned into juice and dripped down , "But after all, I want to ask other people's opinions, the headmaster, Mr. Black, Harry, what do you want to do with him? ... and Professor Snape."

Snape would rather she hadn't called him, because after hearing his own name from Ziara's mouth, his heart trembled suddenly.

"Well, I don't like to play with captives." Dumbledore said calmly, "I think a person should be given the lowest bottom line of respect and human rights."

Sirius looked at Harry, who hesitated for a moment.

"I want him to die soon," he whispered.

Snape had nothing to say, he put his hood back on, and put on a "nobody talk to me" self-closing look, and no one wanted to mess with him.

Harry's wish was easily granted, and no one had a problem with it.In view of Voldemort's cunning and unclean characteristics, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is best to kill him as soon as possible.

But who will execute the sentence has become a big problem.

"I'll do it." Sirius raised his hand first.

Harry looked around, a little undecided, but also looking a little ready to move.

Seeing this, Dumbledore denied them both gently but firmly: "Oh, no, I think I should do it. You young men with clean souls shouldn't do such a thing."

But Chiara raised her hand too.

"Come on, my soul is the most unclean." She said, "I have killed two people."

Both Sirius and Harry turned to stare at her: "Two?!"

"Two Death Eaters," said Chiara, not daring to look at Snape's expression. "Although you can use 'this is for justice' as a prevarication, but murder is murder. My soul may have died by now." Torn apart like Voldemort, there's not much more of him, so—"

Snape's question cut in sharply: "Shattered souls?"

"Perhaps after the soul is torn apart, you can avoid the troublesome problems of reincarnation after death, and I don't think I have any other changes. If the soul and the like are not because of the Horcrux or something, I don't believe it exists. By the way, I was actually an atheist five years ago..." Chiara's voice became softer and her eyes kept avoiding Snape's direction, "so I can just leave this kind of work to me."

"No," said Snape grimly.

Sirius looked at Ziara, then at Snape, and finally looked at Dumbledore, and said Harry's inner voice beside him: "I don't understand."

How did the point become that this 16-year-old girl knew everything and killed two Death Eaters with her hands, and now she brought up some messy things about soul fragmentation, and she was suspected of being interested in each other with Snape?

Dumbledore smiled and said: "It's okay, you don't need to understand it, just understand it."

Sirius & Harry: ?

They don't want to know this kind of thing at all!

Seeing that the topic was gradually turning in a wild direction, Voldemort quit.He felt that his self-esteem was deeply pricked by these people's behavior like kicking a football, so he wriggled on the ground and expressed his protest.

Chiara kicked him immediately: "Don't bark!"

Voldemort: ? !

"Or," said Sirius, "we don't do anything and we just bury him in his father's grave, so it doesn't count for any of us—or is it evenly distributed?"

Chiara looked like she was about to make a more sinister proposal, and Dumbledore had to stop it.

"Stop, stop, forget what I just said? Don't abuse the captive, give him the most basic respect and human rights." Dumbledore sighed, "A simple spell will do."

He stretched out his wand, suddenly remembered something, and looked up at Harry, making Harry a little nervous and confused.

"Fate is really wonderful." Dumbledore smiled slightly. "Although I predicted many things wrong before, of course, Tom did too. But there is at least one thing I can be sure of..."

"Your scar won't hurt anymore, Harry."

A red light flashed, and Voldemort didn't move any more.

he died.

Harry held his breath. He stared blankly at the strange corpse on the ground for a long time. He raised his head in a daze until he heard voices from beside him, and was hugged heavily by Sirius.

"He's dead, Harry, he's dead at last, James and Lily..."

Chiara squatted down slowly, she tilted her head, put her head on her arm, and tried to see Voldemort's face clearly.

so ugly.

But it's not scary at all.

Snape raised his hand. He lifted his black robe and rolled up his shirt sleeve, exposing his left arm.

It was as clean as ever.

He looked down and saw that Chiara was also looking at him from the side.She blinked her golden eyes, then suddenly whispered "I'm sorry".

"Just now..." Her face was a little red again, "Just now it may be because I inhaled some hallucinogens, and you also said that the ingredients of that thing are similar to the love potion, so I did some emotionally extreme actions. You Don't... take it to heart..."

Had she done it because of the hallucinogens?

Snape dropped his hands and nodded dryly, but he didn't look away.

Black eyes met golden eyes, and after a while, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a fleeting smile.

On the sky of Little Hangleton, the dark clouds gradually dispersed.

The sun is out.

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The author has something to say:

Snape: She hugs me, she hugs me, I ()&...￥&...￥

Xiao Qi: It's a misunderstanding, the effect of medicine!Misunderstand!

Snape: Responsible, you must be responsible, you can't be a rogue and not responsible!The principal is watching!

Hurry up and fall in love with me, you two (stretch out your hand and press the two together with a grim face)