magic sacrifice

Harry shivered, and looked around subconsciously. He saw Dumbledore standing on the dark floor with a strange red light, his wand pointing tightly at the unconscious man.

It was Voldemort.

The savior gasped, and at the same time pointed at the unconscious man, quickly surveying the surroundings.He saw Draco Malfoy lying next to him, groaning as if about to wake up, and a little further away was his Potions professor, Severus Snape, who looked exactly like Voldemort. Also silent.

"Are you awake, Harry?" Dumbledore gave him a distracted look, and asked as usual, beside him stood imperceptibly another old man with gray hair and a shawl, with blue eyes that were frightening. casual.

Dumbledore didn't seem to notice, he was still pointing at Voldemort with steady and precise movements.

Weird blood-red threads flowed ominously on the dark floor tiles, and the color under each person's feet was brighter than the surrounding floor tiles, as if they were alive.

"What's going on here?" Harry asked eagerly. "Professor, we—"

How is he here?How is this going?

"Oh my god," the ear-piercing scream attracted everyone's attention, Draco Malfoy looked around with a pale blond face and panicked, "Magic sacrifice!"

Dumbledore glanced at him rather unexpectedly.

"Don't be kidding," Draco said, getting up from the floor (with a wobble in disbelief), looking almost fainted when he saw that Voldemort was among those present, "you can't do that Dumbledore—I Will tell my dad! You're crazy—"

Snape and Voldemort moved on the ground.

The old man beside Dumbledore sneered amidst the screams. "You're still not going to do it, Albus?" He folded his arms loosely, his old eyes showing coldness.

"Dumbledore!" Draco yelled in horror.

Dumbledore seemed to glance at the people around him, calm, as if nothing surprised him.

Under his purple velvet robe embroidered with star patterns, his slender and flexible fingers held the most powerful wand in the world. With just a simple movement, a spell that seemed to have the same effect as the binding curse bound Voldemort tightly into a ball. .

"Albus, I hope you can explain to me..." Snape's voice stopped abruptly, his black eyes flicked away from everyone for a moment, and soon a mixed look of surprise appeared on his face. angry look.

"Can someone explain to me?" Harry asked suspiciously, "What is a magic sacrifice?"

"Taking a part of a person and serving it as a sacrifice to meet Astraea's request, she, whose ears are decorated with grains, will release the part taken by the sacrificer under the protection of Demeter. On the left side of the scales, and with a sword in hand, to fairly reward the sacrificer." Dumbledore said, "Such a sacrifice may take a human life, or it may be something more important."

"Things more important than life?" Voldemort laughed hoarsely and suddenly (Snape and Draco trembled at the same time), and he also woke up, "Dumbledore, how can there be anything more important than death in the world?" Something important? Oh, oh, Grindelwald, you're-"

The people around were taken aback by the name, Harry gave Voldemort a disgusted look, and his trust in Dumbledore made him continue to ask questions with confidence.

"Are we sacrificed, then?" he said. "Who did it?—what will it cost us to leave?"

"You have too many questions," replied Dumbledore, ignoring Voldemort at all. "I can't answer them all."

"Lie!" Draco screamed, blushing. "I've seen magic sacrifices! It's a multi-sacrifice! If we don't pay the most important thing, we can't make—"

"Maybe I should write to Lucius," said Snape coldly. "Draco, Malfoy will be ashamed of you. Shut up." He turned to Dumbledore and said, "Obviously she needs It's three different things, Albus, there are six of us, and they come in pairs."

Harry moved his feet, only to be surprised to see that every line on the soles of his feet was symmetrical and interdependent, forming a huge complex and terrifying magic circle. Every inch of the surrounding air was pitch black, and the creepy blood The red sticks to the soles of his feet and changes with his movements.

"First," after the silence, the man in the black robe whispered first, "Life."

A flash of green light hit Voldemort with lightning speed, and he stopped moving.

Harry felt cold all over, he saw Dumbledore's blank expression and the former Demon King who showed his sharpness beside him for a moment.

"Albus," Grindelwald slowly withdrew the brown wand that he didn't know when he was clutching, his blue eyes rolled on Dumbledore's body, with a blunt smile on his face, "you know, I've thought about this day for a long time."

Dumbledore glanced at him, stopped Harry from almost rushing forward, and cast his gaze on Snape.

"Second," Snape moved his lips, "Soul."

Harry caught a glimpse of Draco in the corner of his eyes, whose face was as pale as a piece of paper, and the magic circle under his feet seemed to be more bright red because of the sacrifice. Grindelwald played with the wand indifferently, and the terrifying spark Dangerous ones erupted one after another.

Dumbledore did not speak.

"Apparently there's no one better than me," continued Snape, looking as though he were using Occlumency, "in fact I'd rather choose that than that, except for those two, Albus, I think you know what's next." He looked almost pitying.

mercy?

Harry opened his mouth, what could have caused Snape to show such an expression to Dumbledore?

"Don't look for me again." The man said, he aimed his wand at himself expressionlessly, and murmured a curse before everyone could stop him, the dark eyes that were originally empty quickly disappeared completely, He fell heavily to the ground.

"Professor Snape!" the boys exclaimed at the same time.

Draco rushed over, and Harry noticed that the magic circle had changed from the initial weird dark red color to a much brighter scarlet color, and the speed of the flowing silk thread seemed to become faster.

Harry's heart seemed to be pinched by someone, almost suffocating him. He turned his head and saw Dumbledore looking in their direction silently.

"The last one," he asked with difficulty, "what is it?"

A brief silence filled the eerie space.

Dumbledore was silent for a long time, as if a century had passed, Grindelwald rarely showed a look of impatience, but waited with interest until he finally spoke.

"It's chastity," he said.

Draco turned around abruptly, almost breaking his neck bone with such force.

"Excuse me?" Harry found his breath for a long time, he opened his mouth, "I—did I just—"

"Exactly," said the dark wizard cheerfully.

"No!" Draco's voice shifted. "There's no way I'd accept—with either of you! Never!"

"As if I'd love to!" Harry glared.He vented his desire to cast spells around, but the endless darkness swallowed all the light, he imagined what might happen, and shivered involuntarily, looking as if he had just been kissed by a dementor .

The most respected old man lowered his eyes and spoke calmly after a while.

"Be quiet, boys, it looks like she's chosen a sacrifice."

Harry and Draco looked at their feet at the same time - there was nothing unusual, they glanced at each other, and they could almost be called horrified to see the amazing complex blood-colored silk threads at the feet of Grindelwald and Dumbledore exuding dazzling light. shine.

"Teach..." was stuck in the middle of the sentence, and Harry felt as if he had suddenly lost his ability to speak.

The two old men faced each other less than a foot away.

The demeanor of the headmaster is still usual stable and convincing, like a protective spell, while Grindelwald appears extremely sharp and dangerously turbulent, similar to the Unforgivable Curse.When their blue eyes met, the boys subconsciously took a step back.

"What are you going to do," Grindelwald stared at the other party intently, "Al?" he asked with interest.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed.

In the end, he avoided the other party's gaze, and ordered the children while maintaining a calm expression. "Then, turn around."

Harry made an expression as if he had been bitten by a dog.

"It's not—" He jumped up, and Draco's face was a mixture of extremely twisted relief and horror.

"Shut up, boy," Grindelwald warned darkly, "You're not qualified to interrupt yet."

Dumbledore glanced at him, stretched out his hand and untied the outermost cloak (Harry looked like he had been struck by Thunderbolt), his long, smooth silver hair seemed to have suddenly changed color, and it was connected to his face. The long beard and wrinkles that time has proved are fading quickly.

He stopped when the innermost shirt and trousers were left.

Harry's face was almost cooked, and he saw a handsome young man with long, smooth auburn curly hair and azure blue eyes shining with gentleness and wisdom, replacing the old man just now. On the other side, the imposing blond-haired former demon king aggressively invaded him with a strange look.

"Turn around." Dumbledore, who had completely changed, looked at him and ordered softly, but there was no doubt about it.

The boy's face was completely red, he turned around in a panic with his hands and feet, his mind was blank - who can tell him what he is doing now!

"Mupping your ears won't help," Draco begged, waving his wand wildly, he was practically shaking (they both seemed to be in the same situation), "hell, can't you figure something out? No matter what you hear next He'll kill us for anything..."

There was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other.

And maybe the sound of a belt being undone—Merlin, Harry thought desperately, what spell could get around this?He is willing to pay a thousand Galleons!

"Your choice is the same as always," Grindelwald said in a low voice, accompanied by the sound of his clothes being unbuttoned, "Albus, you are a thoroughly moral creature, just for these two boys? I thought you were afraid of me. "

"...I'm afraid of the consequences, Gellert." Dumbledore replied slowly, his voice sounding like snow on the Scottish Highlands, "I'm afraid of knowing who cast that spell...not you."

A vague gasp made the boys' hearts skip a beat.

"You frankly surprised me, Albus," Grindelwald's voice was slightly higher, and his English with a German accent was unbelievably elegant, "Sacrifice, who made this thing? I believe we guessed the last The results of the project are also early, and you don't seem surprised by the current situation."

"Astraea wants only the best," Dumbledore replied, "and she will obviously return the sacrifice to its proper age - the strongest, the most appropriate age."

"Really?" Grindelwald seemed to laugh.

All the sounds of rubbing clothes stopped, Harry and Draco tensed their nerves at the same time, the hidden meaning in the words made them seem to understand something——

However, at the same time as the sound of quiet kisses was unstoppable, the faces of the boys showed the same look of collapse due to nightmares.

"Merlin, I finally understand what Professor Snape meant..." Draco broke down.

In comparison, he would rather choose to sacrifice his soul.

Harry painfully found himself wanting to agree with Malfoy for the first time.

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