[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

Voldemort was talking to Snape when Rosalind and Harry rushed to the Shrieking Shack:

He believed that the reason why the Elder Wand could not exert its full strength was that its owner was Snape—

Voldemort smacked the air with the Elder Wand.Snape was unhurt.Then, as the cage of the serpent rolled in the air, Snape let out a single scream, and the cage enfolded his head and shoulders, and Voldemort spoke in Parseltongue:

"kill."

With a terrible scream, Harry and Rosalind saw at the same time what little blood was left on Snape's face as the snake's fangs dug into his neck.He feebly pushed away the magic cage, and fell to the ground with his knees limp, his face turned pale, and his black eyes opened wide.

"I'm sorry." Voldemort said coldly.

He turned around, and there was no sorrow, no regret in his heart.With a wand that absolutely obeys his commands, it's time for him to get out of the shed and clean things up.He pointed his wand at the starry cage, and it floated away from Snape.Snape fell to the ground, blood gushing from the wound on his neck.Voldemort left the room quickly, without looking back, and the serpent, which was enclosed in a large protective sphere, floated away with him.

"Principal Snape!" Rosalind ran over immediately after Voldemort left. Snape in a black robe was leaning weakly against the stained glass window on the wall, and he was covering his neck with his hands—— Nagini's teeth had just bit through two holes in it.

Snape looked at the girl with a sad face, his eyes couldn't help but get a little more moist.Harry followed her to Snape, looking helplessly at the limp man he had always resented, lying on the ground.

After Snape saw Harry, he tried to open his mouth: "Catch... catch..."

Surprise flashed in the savior's eyes, but he still hurriedly squatted down to take the test tube bottle conjured out of thin air in Rosalind's hand.

Snape's black pupils stared into his eyes without blinking, a drop of clear tear fell across the test tube and instantly turned into a puff of light blue smoke.

It was his memory—to be placed in a Pensieve to explore his past.

Snape felt that his body was gradually getting lighter, scenes of the past in his head rushed like a fleeting moment, 38 years of his life were dumped into a bottomless black hole, and finally only a pair of emerald green eyes remained.

"Look at me..." Snape said to Harry, and the boy looked up at him again.

"You have your mother's eyes," he said softly to Harry, trying to keep them open.

The expression on the savior's face became even more stunned. Rosalind looked at Snape's gradually dilated pupils, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart: "No, no, no——Principal Snape?!" Her hands were also stained. A lot of blood - from between Snape's fingers.

What should I do, it seems that I can't save him this time.

At the critical moment, the girl suddenly remembered that she still had a bottle of Phoenix tears.

Rosalind impatiently took out the small gold-threaded bottle in her inner pocket: "Lemon Sherbet!" The lid made a small and crisp "click", and then she pulled Snape's hand away to wipe away the tears. All his brains fell on the wound bitten by Nagini.

"Bai Xian! Harry, do you still have Bai Xian essence? Give it to me quickly!" Rosalind recited the more complicated advanced healing spell Nora taught her with her wand, and stretched out her left hand to receive it. After Harry rummaged through the brown vial he found, he dripped the potion on the two seeping blood holes without hesitation. Green smoke billowed up, accompanied by the girl's slightly solemn incantation.

Harry knew he shouldn't be distracted and interrupted now, but he still suddenly felt that Rosalind was like the angel in the fairy tale book he secretly read Dudley didn't want when he was a child - there was no irony, he just felt that she was there Feeling inexplicably at ease, it was as if the balance of the Goddess of Destiny was biased toward me.

Snape felt that he was in a state of dying now. While he was ready to follow the emerald color deep in his memory that carried all his goodness and regret, at the same time, he seemed to hear someone shouting again and again. Calling his name and not letting him leave.

The weight of his body slowly returned, and he felt his heart beat heavily.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, just now he saw Lily smiling at him again.

The light in Snape's eyes gathered again, and he saw clearly the two people with different colors in front of him again.

Forget it, I still don’t want to read it—he closed his eyes again without a word.

The bleeding had stopped, but the two hideous blood holes hadn't completely healed, so Rosalind had to use her wand to cut off a small piece of robe and do a simple bandage for him first.

"I'll take care of him here first, go and see what Principal Snape thinks you know, maybe it can help you deal with Voldemort!" The girl turned to the savior and said, "Put on the invisibility cloak, be careful!"

Snape was half awake and half stupefied when he heard this sentence, and suddenly wanted to get up from the ground and get his memory back—there was no way to deal with Voldemort!Merlin's beard!Dumbledore's beard!Rosalind's beard!oh well she doesn't have a beard...

Frowning and cursing inwardly, the black-robed man had no choice but to force himself to accept the fact that the memory he had treasured all along was about to be seen by the little green-eyed monster.

Heh, I beg Lily, take him away quickly—couldn't Voldemort cast Avada himself?Why didn't Nagini take a few more bites just now?Why couldn't Rosalind save him before he gave up struggling?Merlin is good at everything, but he doesn't want to think about how to deal with Baby Potter in the future.

He originally thought that he would finish this short life with only a few good things to linger on before dawn, but Merlin, oh—or this girl, saved him again.

Rosalind looked at Snape lying on the ground, and Fred flashed through her mind again. She even thought of Dumbledore: Badger House was not among the choices given to her by the Sorting Hat, but she chose to be sorted by herself. to Hufflepuff.Perhaps in the following seven years, the warm and dry lounge and the bright yellow neckline have subtly affected her mentality: she never thought that one day she would risk everything to save others, her best The spell is still an attack spell, she never aspired to be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded...

When the last moment comes, any originally planned things will be broken in an instant, and the beating flame in the chest will help the lost traveler find the right direction.

Harry, who didn't know it at the moment, took Snape's memory and went straight to the headmaster's office - there was a Pensieve there.

His mind is also very messed up now, Snape's last words always make him feel something stuck in his heart, isn't he a coward or a traitor?No, he obviously killed Dumbledore and defected from the Order of the Phoenix.

The girl has cast a safe guarding spell since he left, she can't take Snape to find Madam Pomfrey and Nora now, let alone bring him back to the secret door - now Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix Everyone regards him as a traitor.

After thinking about it, she waved her wand again and said, "Protect everyone! Headmaster Snape, please wait for me here for a while, and I will find someone to help."

She still needs some recovery potions, but Nora has been fighting side by side with Yucheng Shen, and Madam Pomfrey needs to take care of the wounded who are constantly being sent to the auditorium.Ron and Hermione didn't know what was going on, and Cedric insisted on fighting the Death Eaters head-on.

The black-haired and blue-eyed savior saw from his memory the Severus Snape he had never seen before. His face was filled with a smile and relaxation that was not like his usual. He also saw his mother Lily Evans .It turned out that Dumbledore was more like cultivating him as a knife, and the doe that saved him in Godric's Hollow turned out to be Snape's patron saint...

No wonder Dumbledore believed him until his death. It turned out that this was what they planned long ago——

Half-blood prince, double agent.

He is both a coward and the bravest atoner.

Harry stood by the Pensieve for a long time, and when he really faced death, he felt very peaceful in his heart.

It turns out that the reason why he can always connect with Voldemort's thoughts is because he has a piece of soul fragment in his body: when Voldemort used the death curse on him in Godric's Hollow, because of Lily's maternal love, his soul was broken again. was damaged.

Suddenly, a high-pitched, grim voice that seemed so close at hand began to speak, and Rosalind almost tripped: she was running towards Ron and Hermione's place.

Voldemort's voice echoed through the walls and floors, and the residents of Hogsmeade and those still fighting in the castle could hear him clearly, as if he was standing next to them, his breath on their necks Later, he could kill them with a single strike.

"You have resisted bravely," said the high, grim voice. "Lord Voldemort knows how to appreciate courage."

"But you have suffered heavy losses. If you continue to resist, you will die one by one. I don't want this to happen. Every drop of wizard blood is a loss and a waste."

"Lord Voldemort is merciful. I order my party to retreat, immediately."

"I'll give you an hour to settle the dead with dignity and treat the wounded."

"Harry Potter, now I speak directly to you. You let your friends die for you instead of facing me. I will wait an hour in the Forbidden Forest. If you do not come after an hour I, did not voluntarily surrender, then the fight will continue. This time, I will fight myself, Harry Potter, I will find you, I will punish every man, woman and child who tried to harbor you, not a single one Pass. An hour."

The girl found that Ron and Hermione had left, and there were small packages scattered on the grass in front of the castle, and it was still dark all around.

The Death Eaters were evacuating, and the Hogwarts guards were slowly gathering in the Great Hall.Cedric and Sirius took Lupin back to the auditorium on his shoulders, where he had also been injured.

The castle was eerily silent, and there was no flickering of light, nor crashing, screaming, or shouting at the moment.The stone slabs were bloodstained, the gemstones from the hourglass were still scattered, as were broken marble and splintered wood; part of the railing had been blown off.

When Rosalind rushed back, she happened to meet Molly and Ginny: the former hugged her excitedly, with tears in his eyes.

"Thank you, Rosa! Thank you for saving Fred," the woman hugged the girl tightly, "Thank you, good boy!" Ginny also smiled at her gratefully.

Cedric saw this scene as soon as he came back—it took him almost a second to guess that his little Rose must have gone out just now.After putting Lupine down, he hurried to her, and Molly let go of her. Her face was not as bloody as before this time.

"I'm fine, Seid. Principal Snape, we need to save him." Rosalind met the young man's scrutinizing eyes and said, "It's in the Screaming Shack. Move him here now."

Cedric naturally knew the priorities, and Kingsley and Amos also came back—there were several corpses on the ground, but they didn't have time to commemorate the dead at the moment.

Harry felt eerily lonely at the moment, and he longed to see Sirius: so he, too, returned to the Great Hall under the Invisibility Cloak.Ron and Hermione were relieved to see that he was fine. Harry originally wanted to say goodbye to them for the last time, but now he felt his throat was constricted and he couldn't say a word.

Cedric and Rosalind also came over, and they were all waiting for Harry to speak.

"That's my responsibility. I have to go to the Forbidden Forest to meet him." Harry glanced at Ginny who was beside Molly from the corner of his eye. He wanted to hug her again.

Hermione couldn't accept watching her friends who were born and died to meet their fate: "But, there must be a better way! Don't you—"

"There is no better way, Hermione." Harry interrupted her, and he looked at these friends again: "Nagini, as you know, it is the last Horcrux, you must think There's no way to kill it. The sword is with you, isn't it?"

"It disappeared...Harry, I don't know where it went, I'm sorry." Hermione choked up, and Ron put his hand on her shoulder: "We still have two basilisk fangs, there must be It’s okay, you just do what you have to do.”

Rosalind's eyes were also sour, and Cedric held her arm, also silent.

"Harry, although you don't believe in the things you learned in the divination class, I think my divination is still very credible." The girl's dark brown eyes were still full of warmth. She looked at several people and felt the knitting for the first time. The lie deceived himself: "I once predicted that in this battle, Hogwarts will be turned into ruins, but Voldemort will also die, and he finally fell into the sun like a mortal— —He died, and we won in the end." The girl glanced at the iron triangle in front of her again, and decided to make the lie sound a little more complete: "This is why I stayed at Hogwarts to teach, I don't have you So brave, it is precisely because I know the ending that I choose to stand here and fight side by side with you."

Cedric also lowered his eyes. He understood that Rosalind said these words to make them feel better: "So, Harry, just do what you should do, and leave the rest to us."

Harry looked at them, a determined smile on his face too.

The savior was never just in name.