[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Everything happened too suddenly, leaving no time for them to react and make decisions.Sirius had clearly realized this from the moment he saw Gideon Prewett walking slowly and hovering nearby through the window of his house.

Three months of captivity and torture, the Death Eaters and the You-Know-Who are obviously not all in vain.They must have used Veritaserum, Legilimency, ecstasy, Cruciatus, everything imaginable.They failed, defeated by the strong will of a great warrior, and in a fit of rage, they ended his life in frustration, and then grinded the morsel of information they painstakingly scraped from him into a monstrous poison, Painted on the blade of evil, aiming at his teammates who are unwilling to betray the damage until death.

At the moment when Gideon's life died, they all felt sadly... the companion who once fought side by side with them has fallen forever, and will never open his eyes again, and will never come back to them again.But now that everything has become like this, what is this person who can walk and move like a living person who appears in front of them now?

The moment Sirius saw his appearance clearly, two completely different emotions hit him violently at the same time.One is the intense mourning for seeing companions and comrades-in-arms with no eyesight and no peace after death, and the other is for Voldemort making people into corpses, manipulating the dead, and imprisoning their bodies and souls so that they cannot return to peace. A monstrous rage.

He couldn't hide like this anymore.At this moment, Sirius Black realized this very clearly.The Death Eaters had roughly pinpointed the location of their home from Gideon's unlocked memories, and in this deliberate situation, perhaps all they needed was time, and a bit of Regulus who saw the apparition go wrong luck.

Regarding his co-resident, all the Death Eaters know now is that his name is Sean, a member of the Order of the Phoenix from Durmstrang, and they don't know that he is actually Regulus who has mysteriously disappeared for a long time. black.All the camouflage on him can deceive people who don't know enough about the inside story, but no one is sure to face Voldemort's adventures. Regulus can't hide like him, which arouses suspicion instead, and as long as he clearly disappears Here, too, the Death Eaters must lose interest in this plain, ordinary house.

Only he can do this kind of thing.When making such a decision in the blink of an eye, Sirius found himself surprisingly calm. It can even be said that there is a kind of eagerness hidden in his calmness, a kind of... a passion that is just about to move.

Yes, death is never terrible, and it is much more interesting to let a short life light up the whole night sky than to live a long life in hiding.He moved his fingers holding the wand ready to go, and after saying goodbye to his younger brother, he jumped down from the open window, out of the protective range of the Fidelity Charm, amidst the sound of the falling wind , the wand pointed directly at Gideon Prewett, whose eyes were empty.

"All petrified!" he snapped, "Quickly imprison! The curse stops immediately!"

These three spells worked together, and Gideon Prewett's body froze in place, not moving.With his body as the center, an evil black mist escapes to the surroundings like a hurricane, followed by a decadent aura—yes, he has been dead for less than half a month, and under the control of the spell, The corpse looks normal, but once the spell stops, the traces of time on the dead are immediately apparent.

"Gideon Prewett is flying!" Sirius aimed his wand at his body, and the lifeless body was summoned to his feet.He landed at the same time, protecting Gideon Prewett's body behind him. At the same time, when he wasted time casting these four spells, the Death Eaters who were quietly visible in the dark clouds had already The wands were all aimed at him.

"Siris Black." One of the Death Eaters said, with a cold mockery in his tone, "It's been a while since I saw you, you stupid little bastard who betrayed your noble blood. Wanting to see you is not as difficult as imagined." , isn’t it? It’s enough to let a dead body play its last useful value. The master is absolutely right, you self-proclaimed righteous people will always do such hypocritical and hypocritical things, you will be very self-moving, very Well, it's easy to catch and solve, thanks to your stupidity... Why do I have to rush to get back a corpse? You will be with him soon, and your corpse will be of great use to the master, really Hope the whole Potter family are as stupid as you are."

Sirius has never lost to anyone in a verbal battle.He smiled coldly, and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect you to be quite proud when you said it. There are so many living people, not even a dead body is useful. If I were Voldemort, I would kill you all as soon as possible." Made into infernal corpses, driven by the corpses of smart wizards caught. Since your brains are not only useless, but also do bad things at critical moments, what's the use of keeping you breathing? I must regret to say that you I have proved how useless I really am from all angles. No wonder Voldemort looks down on you and trusts Gideon more than you. It should be true that your master's brain is a little brighter than yours. But it's only a little After all, the only ones who are willing to follow him are you idiots with underdeveloped cerebellums."

Several irascible Death Eaters breathed heavily, no doubt, they were utterly enraged by Sirius' words—Bellatrix Lestrange's voice was particularly prominent in it. Sharp, she swung her wand furiously, aiming at her cousin.

"Damn you!" she screamed furiously, and a green light from her wand shot straight at Sirius.Sirius dodged swiftly, and also raised his wand, facing the Death Eaters who were outflanking him.

When will he die?When the green light brushed past the tip of his nose, Sirius was suddenly distracted and thought about this question.

Will Bellatrix Lestrange, who is so enraged and loses his mind, be killed with a death curse in this siege in the next moment?Or a chance to kill himself at the moment of capture?Or, like Gideon, after suffering for a long time, he was finally executed after the other party found nothing, and then the corpse was restless, and it would also wander in Godric's Hollow like this, the soul was imprisoned and could not rest in peace, and the body was violating the law. Willingly be used as a weapon to attack your important friends?

Anyway, no matter what the future holds.Sirius withdrew his briefly wandering thoughts, and a red light condensed in his wand.

——It is enough to drag as many Death Eaters as possible to die together.

Sirius Black's final score was six.

This was thanks to a stockpile of modified Muggle weapons provided by Eli when he was forced to stay at home.After Rodolphus Lestrange was shot and fell, and then sent to the wizard for trial, and finally got a dementor's kiss immediately, and spent his life in Azkaban as a walking dead, It was so popular that some people claimed that it could even hit Voldemort in the heart.

This rumor is false, and Sirius proved it with his own experience.He felt a bit regretful that he couldn't tell Eli the results of the experiment immediately. After all, the Death Eaters were not that kind of gracious opponents. It seemed impossible to publicize this matter through their mouths. I don't know when Eli will receive the news.

However, it seems that this is not what he prepared for Voldemort. There are some more powerful things that have been modified, and they have never been shown before. He doesn't know much. After all, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better.When Sirius was imprisoned in the dungeon, he began to have time to think about it. He thought about it a lot, but soon found that it didn't make much sense, but since he had nothing else to do, he still concentrated on thinking about it long time.

This is not an easy task, after all, since he was captured, he has had very little waking time.He can be sure that he is treated better than Gideon. After all, they tortured Gideon just to catch him, and it was different when they tortured him. It was only one step away from the address of the prophesied savior , can't blame each of them for being overly excited.

But they can't really gain anything.During his brief sobriety, Sirius would calmly and indifferently watch their fanaticism and hysteria whenever he was tired of thinking about problems. In the case of magic, I cast an Avada Kedavra with a silent spell on myself to end my life.The difficulty of this kind of attempt is indeed too great, he tried hard for a week and still couldn't do anything.

We can't drag it on like this any longer.Sirius exhaled heavily, looked up at the ceiling of the dungeon, and thought ecstatically, James must have seen that this was an upright trap, and he wouldn't be so stupid as to expose himself and come out to save him... I hope, he can Be sure to hide it well, don't be found out, don't always challenge the impossible like they did when they were in school, and dare to break into anywhere wearing his invisibility cloak...

"Who?!" Sirius sat up sharply, his eyelids trembling.His eyes narrowed slightly in the darkness, and he looked exactly in the direction where he noticed the abnormality.

His heart beat suddenly and he could hardly contain his agitation at all.He tensed his body, but moved unconsciously, staring at the darkness in that direction, and lowered his voice extremely low.

"...James?" He whispered, staring fixedly there, with worry and blame in his tone, but also a trace of deeply buried excitement and joy.

The person who was quietly hiding in the shadows heard the name he blurted out, was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly sneered imperceptibly.

"I'm afraid your good buddy can't be here at this time." He dragged his voice, said sarcastically, and took a step forward from the shadow, half of his face appeared.When Sirius saw his face clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Severus Snape.

His greasy hair and hooked nose were still as annoying as he remembered, and his whole person was a little more gloomy and cold than he remembered.But his expression at this time was not his usual indifference and sarcasm, he was staring at him closely, with malice and relief flashing in his eyes.He stood upright, looking down at him, who was seated tightly on the ground, as if he was watching a monster who suffered from it as a child, and now finally able to squeeze the neck of the thing of fear.His expression showed a strong pleasure, so strong that his expression was almost distorted.

Under the Whomping Willow a few years ago, he also looked at him with such aloof eyes in the bright moonlight of the full moon.

Now a few years have passed, fate reincarnated, and it was his turn to stand in front of him and look down, full of contempt, and undisguised ridicule and ridicule in his eyes.

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Thanks to meh for the landmines, Guoji Chuanbuki., Gu Yue Qiran’s mines × 2, F6, maple maple grenades~

I would like to hear everyone's answers. If there was a chance to kill Sirius in a fair manner without affecting the changes in the situation, would Snape do it?

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