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"Severus." Harry subconsciously called out the name he had been thinking about in those dark eyes that could never show emotion, and now he could read the emotion in it.

"He's awake, Harry is awake!" Sirius yelled first, "Wait--Snotty, let go of Harry!" He stared at the two hugging people, his eyes widened stared out.

But no one cared who was holding their savior - everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was extremely excited, the savior survived, the Boy Who Lived summoned the god of death, he was extremely powerful!

The Order of the Phoenix raised their wands and pursued the victory - the Dark Lord has fallen, and Death has taken the Dark Lord forever, so victory is at hand.

The bewilderment on Harry's face faded, he reached out and grabbed Snape's collar, kissed those lips, his tongue slipped into the other's mouth and stirred, and he backed out after seducing Snape Ended this shallow kiss.

"I said I'd be with you, Prince." The corners of his mouth were grinning, and his smile was like a warm light shining on his face from a gap in the clouds.

"Oh!" Hermione, who had just arrived at the scene, covered her mouth but still cried out.

Draco was still following her, he was even more exaggerated, he was so frightened that he would faint in a second - it was Merlin who hadn't been thrown into Hufflepuff by the headmaster before!

Snape let go, Harry glanced at Snape and then turned around to look at Hermione behind him, he hesitated to look at Hermione more, "Min, please."

Hermione blinked, and she patted her pocket at Harry, a no-question gesture back.

"Then—" He smiled at Snape, broke away from his arms and walked towards the Death Eaters, "The Dark Lord has failed, do you still need to continue chasing a dead man?" A loud voice inquired in a full-bodied manner.

Bella was the first to throw a jinx, which was like an answer, and the fight continued.

Harry also raised his wand with no expression on his face and quickly split the boa constrictor that had woken up and was about to escape in half. There was a smell of barbecued meat in the air, and it was believed that the cut meat was definitely cooked through.

He went after the Death Eaters, and Snape was by his side to protect his savior.

Hermione raised her wand and flicked away the curse that was shot, and by the way, protected Malfoy who was still wandering behind him as if he was just here for an outing.

"Stand behind me." She pouted and pulled Malfoy to protect him behind her, then rushed forward to fight alongside the others.

In the end, all the Death Eaters were captured—the agreed signal fireworks exploded in the sky, the golden red symbolizing victory, as beautiful as the sunset glow in the sky, and the tumbling fiery clouds reflected like a magnificent oil painting eye.

They walked out of the Forbidden Forest and handed over the captured Death Eaters to the Aurors who rushed over from Hogsmeade. Harry questioned Moody's small team carefully.Werewolves are indeed very strong, but they can't hold back their numbers.

And the members of the Order of the Phoenix defending the gate of the castle were also working extremely hard. The bright fish in the lake were the main combat force against the Infernal Corpse—and the group of Death Eaters who followed them fled after seeing the Dark Mark dimmed. Without a trace.

But there were not many elites among them—the main force was all among the group that Harry and the others captured.So this battle was won quite beautifully.

Ron and the others didn't hide in the tower all the time, they called on all DA members to convince the professors, and all of them stood with the team of Order of the Phoenix members guarding the gate of the castle to guard their homeland together.

"Children, I am very grateful for everyone's hard work today-tomorrow is Saturday, everyone stays in the dormitory to enjoy your rest day, and all the teaching staff and I will clean the gate of the castle and start classes as normal next Monday." Professor McGonagall gathered the students and informed everyone of the good news.

So Ron was still excitedly talking about their heroic battle with a red light on his face, but he was so frightened and screamed by the bad news delivered by their headmaster himself, the red light on his face turned into sorrow.

"No way, I thought there would be at least half a month's vacation—the Death Eaters attacked Hogwarts, even if we win, there's no need to rush to class so soon." He was about to cry, "Castle Didn’t the gate blow out a hole?”

"Mr. Weasley, I'm so glad that you love the school's gate so much. Thank you very much for being the first to sign up for the Hogwarts gate maintenance volunteer group. On behalf of all the teachers and students, I thank you for your voluntary dedication." Professor McGonagall smiled. , interpreting a good dean who loves his own college.

So Ron went completely quiet, and the DAs were actually very active in fixing the school gate.Everyone was very happy for this hard-won victory.

Harry took a deep breath. He found Hermione and brought back his little treasure. He stroked the bandage on the glass ball and led her to the cellar.

"Is it possible to restore her vitality by putting her back?"

When everyone was celebrating the victory, only Snape, who hated the excitement, would hide in the cellar—he must have met Slytherin, and returned to his territory after confirming that the students there were in a stable mood.

Harry found his lover in a single stroke, and handed over the broken, bandaged ball.

"You remember." Snape lowered his head and took the glass ball, carefully stroking the spider web-like cracks with his fingers, he didn't dare to use force for fear of deepening the cracks, and the golden light spots in it were listless but could still gather. Formed into a ball, they gathered limply at the bottom of the glass ball.

"You're such a bastard." Harry grinned, his emerald green eyes filled with complex emotions, most of which were love and regret.

"I don't want to forget Prince, I'm afraid if I forget him then who will prove that he existed?"

"Potter." Snape frowned.

"So you're an idiot." Harry rolled his eyes, and he wrapped his arms around Snape, halfway into his arms.

"I love you, whether you are 16 or 36, even if I lose those memories, I'm still attracted to you, isn't it?"

"Time doesn't change everything, and memory can't reverse my feelings for you. I love you, so I survived. I believe that death will not take in a soul that misses the world."

"This is really a heavy burden." Snape sneered, he lowered his head, his wing-like eyelashes drooped, and the figure of the little bastard was reflected in those black eyes.

Lively and active Gryffindor, it can be predicted that the number of admirers of the savior will multiply after today - a full troublesome spirit.

"I thought it was supposed to be sweet." Harry tugged at Snape's collar.

Just when the atmosphere was so harmonious that it was time for a kiss——Professor McGonagall walked out of the fireplace.

"Oh, it seems that I came just in time."

"Minerva, why are you here?" Snape hugged Harry with his back, pressing his palm on the little bastard's head and burying it in his chest.

"Dumbledore resigned." Professor McGonagall waved the letter in his hand, "I just received it, and he chose me as the successor principal."

"Then congratulations." Snape said coldly, almost chasing someone away - he actually forgot to seal the fireplace, and sure enough, Potter's appearance meant all kinds of troubles!

"Albus wrote about you in his letter," said McGonagall pointedly, and she looked at Harry worriedly. "I thought he was exaggerating, but—" As soon as she stepped out of the fireplace, she burst into tears. I see, the principal's worries are justified.

Harry got out of Snape's arms, "No way! He even said that!" He was so shocked that he could almost foresee the misery of more than a year in the future.

"I'll be 17 in three months!" He was looking forward to his Headmaster, he didn't want to miss Snape for the next school year!

"Harry, I'm sorry—of course I won't be too harsh on you—I just hope you won't be alone in the same space." Professor McGonagall said, "At least you have to be with someone."

He doesn't want a big light bulb!Harry looked at his Headmaster accusingly, missing a few golden beans.

It's a pity that the new headmaster didn't have time to pay attention to the needs of the savior who saved the wizarding world. She just smiled politely at her new subordinate Snape, and walked back to the headmaster's office with Harry.

The people of the Order of the Phoenix are looking for their new leader to discuss the next plan to capture the fugitive Death Eaters and the trial schedule of the captured Death Eaters.

Dumbledore retired, and the mess of the Order of the Phoenix was left to Harry.

"Ah Choo." Dumbledore, who was basking in the sun in New Zealand, touched his suddenly itchy nose.

"The weather in the southern hemisphere and the UK are reversed, and it's already autumn." Gellert put a blanket on Dumbledore, and he stroked his lover's round belly.

"Harry will do well, right?" Dumbledore ignored this stubborn ex-demon lord who had regressed into a young man in both temper and appearance who claimed to be retired, who insisted on dragging him to New Zealand.

"I knew you were only thinking about that kid—he has his lover, so don't forget about him." Gellert sat on the recliner beside Dumbledore, picked up the coconut in his hand Take a sip of water comfortably.

"What a wonderful retirement life, we will have cubs in a month, New Zealand will be suitable for retirement, and the milk powder here is cheap!" He said a lot.

Dumbledore looked at Gellert, and the two youths who had regained their youthful appearance looked at each other silently under the sun.

There is one sentence that Gellert said is right, New Zealand is indeed suitable for retirement.

It's time for him to drop everything and retire.

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The author has something to say:

Finished flowering.There will be extras in the follow-up, and there will be extras by the little professor.

I wrote it too hastily in order to finish it.I was pulled into a large international project team at the end of May and early June, so basically the three-dimensional was very busy.Now I am about to live a 996 life. Of course, I still have no overtime on Saturdays.Almost every night we have to hold meetings until after 21:[-], which is exhausting.So I didn't write very well from the plot of Harry's amnesia, but I really can't help it. The reality is almost making my liver bald, and it is not easy to complete the real number.

In short, thank you for watching this, I waved my hand online when I was bald.See you later.