[HP] How to properly feed the savior

Carefully avoiding the range of Dumbledore and Voldemort's battlefield, he came to Bellatrix's side.The other party flinched, probably thinking that he was here to kill her.However, he just half-kneeled on the ground, inspecting the enchantment that Dumbledore had cast on the statue.

Dumbledore's magical structure is quite complicated, and there are many subtle techniques that he had never thought of before.Especially Dumbledore himself is maintaining the magic here, making it more difficult to break the curse.As if sensing his movement, the wizard statue suddenly came alive and joined the battlefield over there.

Bellatrix was still sitting on the ground, as if not reacting to the sudden change.

"You want to save me?" She asked hoarsely, "Aren't you... from their side?"

He shook his head, "But if you want to help the Dark Lord, I'll stop you too."

Bellatrix smiled contemptuously, "The Dark Lord didn't need my help to get rid of that old man. So what do you want from me? I don't believe you would save me for no reason... although I don't I need your help."

"I just want to do this." He stretched out his hand a little timidly—not sure if the other party would allow him to do this—touched the other party's cheek, "You are so beautiful."

The other party slapped his hand away with a cold face, "You want to fuck me, kid? Wait until you grow up."

"Okay." He replied softly.

Probably because he didn't expect him to answer like this, Bellatrix's face changed, "You have no hope."

"Your ex-husband has passed away. If you don't mind, I would like to take care of you for the rest of my life." He understood what the other party meant by hopeless, and he could see it from the way Bellatrix looked at Voldemort , This woman’s heart has long been given to other men.

The other party laughed sharply. "Do you think the women of the Black family are so easy to pursue?"

His heart skipped a beat when she mentioned Blake.

"You need me, deep down in your heart, you need someone to accompany you." He looked into the other's eyes, the pride that Bellatrix used to arm himself was so vulnerable, in the seemingly solid Under the outer shell, there is a soft heart scarred by fear and pain.So soft, he wanted to hold it in his hand and caress with the greatest tenderness he could have.

"What do you know about me?" The other party sneered.

"I know you don't want to kill Sirius—"

"Damn him!" the other party flatly denied, "He is a disgrace to the Black family! The scum who dares to hinder the Dark Lord—"

"You hated him, hated what he did, hated the stain he brought on your family's name. But you loved him as much as you loved everyone in the family. You hated him because he failed his family. Love." He chuckled softly, "You two are exactly alike, you and Sirius."

"A bunch of crazy talk." Bellatrix curled up her thin lips.

"You are the eldest daughter of the Black family. Before Sirius was born, you shouldered the heavy responsibility of taking care of the entire family. Maintaining the honor of the family is your mission and the source of your pride, but you are only a girl, and you cannot inherit the Black family. Your last name. The birth of Sirius made your efforts ridiculous. In your opinion, he is too rebellious, self-willed, ignorant of the general situation, unable to afford the high expectations placed on him by the family, but has everything you want—— The status of male eldest son heir, and the doting of his family. You look down on him and think he doesn't deserve these things. You can do better than him, but you are born a woman. This is an unchangeable fact. What you hate the most Not him, but yourself, who hates your own powerlessness over fate."

Bellatrix stared at him, her chest heaving violently.

"I can't save you, Bella." He said sadly, "Your pride has become a part of you. You live for the Black family, guarding this family, guarding its glory. You regard Sirius as For your own responsibility, if you want to preserve the family's reputation, then you must remove Sirius, the traitor, like the former mistress of the Black family. However, for the continuation of the family, you must protect him. Now you have made You made a choice, for the sake of the eternal purity of the Black family, you chose to end it completely. You are freed from your responsibilities, but you have nothing left."

What he didn't say is that no one understands this pain and sorrow better than him. In order to protect the object he loves, he has to destroy another existence he loves deeply.He could understand how the other party felt about killing Sirius, the deepest hatred and the most intense anger, which finally turned into endless despair.As long as a person stands in front of such a fact, he has to endure the pain of being completely destroyed time and time again.

When Bellatrix killed Sirius, she also destroyed the basis of her own existence.

"The Black family has not disappeared." The other party shook his head slowly, staring at him intently, as if this could reverse the facts. "Narcissa is still here, and I am still here."

"It's over. Nobody can pass it on."

"Then let it end, a family that has tarnished the glory of pure blood does not need to exist!" The other party stood up, trembling with anger, but a fanatical smile appeared on his face. "It is my honor to end such a filthy existence with my own hands! A new era is coming, and the Dark Lord will purify this depraved wizarding world, and he will praise my actions. I did the right thing, Black family Must be wiped out!"

"Don't say that." He shook his head. "You're hurting yourself."

"People like you don't understand the magnitude of what the Dark Lord is doing—"

"You don't love him as much as you think you do," he said softly. "You're just desperate, cornered by a dilemma. You thought the Dark Lord would give you salvation, but he couldn't. He didn't even None can be saved."

"Shut up! What right do you have to talk about the Dark Lord?" Bellatrix raised her wand angrily, "Crucio!"

He was knocked to the ground, and unspeakable intense pain swept through his body.However, the pain came and went quickly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.He raised his head and looked at the other party who was at a loss for a moment, "It's not like you, you didn't endow the spell with evil power. You didn't want to hurt me, you were just afraid, afraid of believing what I said was true. But what you feared has become reality."

"Shut up! Shut up!" she yelled incoherently, casting spell after spell at him, but none of them hit him.

"You don't need to be afraid. Bella, there is nothing to be afraid of in front of me." He comforted softly, "I have experienced the despair you have experienced. I have had worse mistakes than you have made. We It's so similar, I can totally understand you, I can... love you."

The other party stopped and didn't say anything. The green flames lit up one after another in the fireplace along one wall, and a black shadow flashed in front of him—Voldemort took Bellatrix Apparation .

He turned his head, the battle was over, Dumbledore stood there with his hands tied, Harry was hugged by Riddle, struggling hard.Suddenly Riddle accidentally made Harry run towards him. "She killed Sirius!" Harry yelled at him, "How could you let her go?!"

"Killing her won't bring Sirius back to life," he said quietly.

"Traitor!" Harry punched him hard, knocking him to the ground. "I saw the way you talked to her like she was a sweet little girl...Damn her! How could you do that to her?!"

"If hitting me can calm your anger, then do it." He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

"You..." Harry raised his fist, but Riddle grabbed his arm.

"Enough!" Riddle said sternly, "Sirius' death was caused by your recklessness, what right do you have to blame others?"

"You tricked me into coming here!" Harry shook off Riddle's grip with all his strength, "You and Voldemort are on the same side! Stop pretending here!"

"Really?" Riddle raised his eyebrows, "You are the one who saw Sirius here, and you insisted that he was here too, and you were the one who dragged us to rescue Sirius! Are you ashamed to blame others?"

"You know he's not here! Why didn't you tell me?" Harry yelled.

"I have no obligation to tell you anything." Riddle crossed his arms with a haughty expression, "You have to be responsible for your actions."

Harry wanted to say something more, but Dumbledore cut them off. "Now is not the time to argue about this, you go back first." The headmaster turned a fragment of a statue into a portkey and handed it to them. "We will meet in about half an hour."

They stuck their fingers on the debris one after another, but Harry still had a reluctant expression on his face.Seconds later, they showed up in the headmaster's office, where everything was exactly as Dumbledore usually was.His eyes fell on the dirty Sorting Hat, which he wanted to ask a lot of questions after his trip to the Department of Mysteries.

Almost at the same time, the other two people also stood firm on the ground. Harry's rapid panting was very clear in the silent room, "You owe me an explanation!"