[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Jane followed Harry and the others into Whomping Willow from a distance. She didn't understand why they came here, and she didn't understand where the uneasiness in her heart came from.All she knew was that she had better do it.There is absolutely no reason to do so.

At this moment, she heard Hermione, who was walking behind Harry, whisper to Harry, "The Invisibility Cloak! Put the Invisibility Cloak on!"

Harry fumbled behind him as Hermione shoved the slippery dress into his wandless hand.Pulling the clothes back on with difficulty, Harry murmured "Knox," extinguished the light from his wand, and continued to crawl forward on all fours, trying to make as little noise as possible.

Jane followed them about two meters away, and whenever they stopped she stopped too.Thanks for enough darkness in the tunnel, and thanks to Harry for not being able to hold up three lighted wands.The three of them moved forward, relying only on the wand in Harry's hand to carefully illuminate the surroundings.

Just as they reached the hut that Lupine had transformed into, there were voices of voices inside, but the opening at the end of the tunnel was blocked by something like an old box, making the voice muffled.Jane moved her steps, turning the distance of two meters into one meter.Her eyes fell silently on Ron's red hair, and then she was drawn to Harry's attention.Because he was moving little by little to a gap in the room, looking through the narrow gap between the box and the cave wall.

Jane didn't know what was going on inside, but she seemed to vaguely heard Snape's voice: "...Master, their resistance is collapsing—"

"—it's not your fault," Voldemort interrupted Snape with his high-pitched, clear voice, which clearly came out of the room, "Severus, although you are a brilliant Wizard, but I don't think you're of much use now. We're almost there . . . not nearly there."

"Let me go find the boy. Let me bring Potter to you. I know I can find him, Master. Please." Snape's voice sounded tense, and Jane couldn't figure it out from outside. What was going on inside, just stared at Harry standing there with the back of his head slumped over the gap, resisting the urge to push him away.

"I have a problem, Severus," whispered Voldemort from inside the room.

"Master?" said Snape.

"Why doesn't it work for me, Severus?"

"M-Master?" said Snape blankly. "I don't understand. You--you've worked some great magic with this wand."

"No, I just cast my usual wand. I'm superb, but this wand... no. It didn't show the wonders it should. This wand is the same wand I bought from Ollivander many years ago I can't feel any difference compared to the wand I have." Voldemort whispered in a very calm tone, but Jane, who had been with him for a while, knew clearly that this was definitely a harbinger of Voldemort's anger.That Dark Lord always liked to execute some unpleasant things peacefully, and she had enjoyed similar treatment in this regard.At this time, Voldemort said again, "There is no difference." Then he said, "I thought hard for a long time, and I even suspected that I was deceived... Severus...you know why I put you Called back from the battlefield?"

"I don't know, Master, but I beg you to let me go back and find Potter."

"You talk a lot like Lucius, and none of you know Potter as well as I do. No need to look. Potter will come to his door himself. I know his weakness, one of his great flaws. He doesn't want to see Watching other people get knocked out around him, and knowing it's all because of him. He's going to do whatever it takes to stop it. He's coming."

"But, master, he might be killed by someone else—"

"My orders to my Death Eaters were very clear—take Potter alive. Kill his friends—as many as possible—but not him." After a pause, Voldemort added, "But, West It's you, Ferrers, I want to talk about, not Harry Potter. You were worth a lot to me, a lot. Because that girl won't listen to me unless you're in my hands."

"Master knows I am willing to serve you. But—let me go find the boy, master. Let me bring him to you. I know I can—I can get her back, too, and I know you— —”

"Enough! I told you, no! And I also know that she will never appear in front of me again! There will be no second chance!" Voldemort said angrily.There were cloaks rustling around the room like snakes crawling on the ground, and Jane guessed that Voldemort must be walking around restlessly.He said, "Severus, my concern right now is what happens when I finally face that boy! I have to break the curse first!"

"Master, of course there can be no problem—?"

"—there's a problem, Severus, there's a problem," said Voldemort. "Why don't my two wands work against Harry Potter?"

"I—I can't answer, Master."

"Really?" Voldemort drew a long tail when he spoke, which sounded very similar to Lucius, but the sense of danger in it also rose sharply, "My yew wand is obedient to me, West Fleurs, but failed to kill Harry Potter. Failed both times. Ollivander told me about the twin cores under torture and told me to use someone else's wand. I did, However, Lucius' wand shattered into pieces as soon as it met Potter's. Jane was forced to tell me the truth about the Elder Wand, so I set out to find the most powerful wand."

"I—I don't understand either, Master."

"I found the third wand according to her words, Severus. It turned out that I did find the fabled Elder Wand, the Fate Wand, the Death Stick. I took it from its previous owner. I got it from A Brought it from Dumbledore's grave."

"Master—let me find the boy—"

"All the long night, seeing the verge of victory, I sit here," said Voldemort, in a voice that was almost a whisper, "think, think, why the Elder Wand won't do what it does, won't do what it says Its legal owner has performed miracles... If possible, I might ask Jane, but she is not in front of me now. I thought I was helpless, but now I seem to have the answer."

Snape didn't speak.

"Perhaps you already know? You're a wise man after all, Severus. You've been a good and faithful servant, even putting what was at your fingertips in front of me, but I still have to regret what had to happen." .If Jane Jean hadn't left, perhaps all this tragedy would not have happened."

"Owner--"

"Now that I have one less trump card, the Elder Wand will be my only way out. And now the Elder Wand will not serve me well, Severus, because I am not its true owner. The Elder Wand belongs to kill it The wizard of the previous owner. You killed Albus Dumbledore. As long as you live, Severus, the Elder Wand cannot really be mine."

"Master!" Snape protested, seeming to resent Voldemort's inference.