The day to become the final boss

This is a row of dilapidated and crowded brick houses, the glass windows are black and dusty.In the middle of dilapidated and crowded houses, a tall mill chimney stands, it is dilapidated, some tenacious weeds have clung to its surface, it no longer wafts overwhelming smoke and dust, the mill has been closed for several years up.Not far away is a dirty creek that exudes a strange smell. Even in the daytime, there are no pedestrians in this dark alley.

Snape looked up at the street lamp with a broken bulb, yes, he was back here again - Spider's End.

"Alohomora. (Alohomora open)"

The door opened, and a damp and musty smell came into his nostrils. Snape paused and walked into the dimly lit room.

Stepping on the cracked floor tiles, and looking at the mottled walls with peeling wallpaper, Snape finally sat down on the old sofa in the living room that was so dilapidated that the sponge was exposed.

He hasn't been back here since he inherited the Prince Manor, and all he has left with his home in Spinner's End is bad memories, and there's even Tobia's pile of wine bottles under his little flimsy hardboard bed .

Snape covered his face with his hands and rested his elbows on his knees.

It was in this alley that he met Moores.

At that time, he was just a little monster hated by everyone in Spinner's End, a little monster who didn't even eat three meals a day, and could only watch Tobias beat Irene.

If there is no Moers, then he will definitely die in that magic riot when he was young, and the wand that Moers gave him has also helped him many times later.

Not long after he entered Hogwarts, he met Ferigus—an ancient and powerful monster who would approach an insignificant little wizard who was just a refreshment in his eyes for something, and pretended to be a pet Location and live with him?

Thinking about it now, if it weren't for Ferriges' wisdom and a large number of lost ancient books, then he would definitely not have the magical attainments he has today.

There are traces of Moers everywhere in his growth trajectory. If there is no Moers, what awaits him will be another fate.

Snape was now certain that the Lizard Dragon had come to him because of Mers, perhaps it recognized the wand as the handiwork of its great master?

But what is certain is that without Ferriguez's mention of magic, he would not be able to win the foursome who always bully the less.Without the ingredients for the potion that Ferriges had brought out, he couldn't even come up with a spare silver Sickle to buy daisy root to practice brewing potions.

Of course Snape knew what kind of treatment a poor and gloomy half-blood would receive in Slytherin, especially when this half-blood would fail and lose face in the face of the Gryffindor foursome time and time again—

Maybe he would really like to kiss the Dark Lord's robe willingly like the memory in the dream when he didn't know when?

If there is no Moores, Lily, who is the only light in the darkness for him, will definitely be his only treasure, but assuming he really followed the Dark Lord——

Snape lowered his hand, his expression numb.

The dream that I had always judged as absurd by myself turned out to be so reasonable at this moment.

But what if, Mers has been in his life from the beginning to the end, and he can't help falling in love with this... God who has been imprinted in his soul?

Thinking of Mers' identity, Snape's thinking froze. Although he had vaguely guessed before, he never had the courage to think deeply, or even ask Mers for confirmation.

[——I love you, even if you can't be with me for too long. ]

[…I can be with you for a long time. ]

how long?

A bitter self-mockery appeared on Snape's lips.

Is there a time limit for the existence of gods?What qualifications does a humble human soul have to accompany such a noble existence...

It was already afternoon when Snape returned to near Hogwarts.He walked through the dark woods, stepped on the ground that was a little slippery from the morning rain, and walked in the direction of Hogwarts.

Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping wings in the woods.Snape looked around, only to see the golden eagle of the Malfoy family flapping its wings towards him.

The golden eagle landed on his shoulder, stretched out its claws eagerly, and pulled the corner of his clothes with its beak.

Snape frowned. He removed the parchment from the eagle's claws and unfolded it.

[There is an ambush, run! 】Snape's pupils contracted suddenly, he drew out his wand, cast the armor on himself, and ran towards the school at a faster pace.

"Crucio!" With a piercing scream, a bright red light flew out against his shoulder, blasting the nearby branches to pieces.

Snape was forced to stop. He squinted his eyes and looked at the dozen or so figures jumping out of the woods.

"Aha—! Look who we've caught—? Britain's only Potions Master—" a woman's voice shrieked, her voice rising high, as if terribly excited.

—Is that Bellatrix Lestrange?Beside him were the werewolf Fenrir Greyback with rough faces, eyes shining like beasts, and canine teeth, and Antonin Dolohov... There were several familiar faces—these were all As the prisoner who escaped from Azkaban, Snape stepped back cautiously and silently.

"Snape, you dirty bastard—" Bellatrix grinned, her skin was dark, her hair was as dry as straw, her once thick lips had become shriveled, but her eyes were Terribly bright as burnt "You betrayed your master's trust, you turned to old fool Dumbledore - what can he give you? Does his boot taste better to lick - Crucio (Eviscerate )!"

"Reducto!" Snape dodged, throwing a spell from his wand, and shot it at Bella accurately, but was intercepted by other Death Eaters on the way.

The Death Eaters drew out their wands one after another, and all kinds of spells lit up the dark forest for a while. The destroyed sawdust and the blasted turf mud splashed in the air together, accompanied by the arrogant laughter of the Death Eaters and swearing.Bellatrix let out a nervous scream that fully demonstrated how crazy her ten years in Azkaban prison had driven her: "La la la run, baby, let's fight Break his bones and give him to the Dark Lord - aha! Let's see what happens to his Dark Mark -! Incendio! (Fire)"

The stormy battle made Snape gradually exhausted. Even with relatively advanced magical attainments, it was very difficult for one against ten.Snape's magic was starting to run out, he had to get out of here—

Just then, a spell hit him, and Snape's wand flew out, hitting a tree trunk and flying a long way.

Bella let out a strange laugh, and the faces of the Death Eaters became more hideous under the dim light.

They slowly surrounded him, their malicious eyes sparkling, as if they could already see the man howling under the torture.

“Crucio (boning and cutting the heart)!”

"Protegos! (Armor Protection)"

Amid Bellatrix's excited squeal, Snape drew a wand again.

"Damn! The bastard has a spare wand!" Bella threw another spell angrily, hitting Snape's armor body.

For an instant, Snape faced several rays of light directly.

His back is sweating because the mana is running low - he needs a chance to escape, "Sectumsempra!"

Snape originally didn't want to expose Shadowless, which would make him lose one hole card. He planned to use Shadowless to attract the attention of the Death Eaters first, and then cast the Bright Light Curse to temporarily blind them.

But at the same time when Shenfeng Wuying shot out, a cold magic power suddenly gushed out from the ring on his left hand, and flew out along the spell!

Ever since it was invented, there has never been any sign of Shenfeng Wuying when it is cast, but it has a faint black light and a suffocating sense of oppression, even though it is only for a moment——

Then the Death Eaters all held their breath at the same time - they witnessed the two people hit by the black light disintegrate in an instant!

It's not a wound or a certain part being cut off, but a disintegration in the true sense-they have at least turned into dozens of copies, and a lot of blood and internal organs are sprayed all over the surrounding people.

Snape himself froze for a moment, but immediately recalled his wand with the Reaching Charm and cast the Bright Light Charm at the same time.

"Merlin!" The Death Eaters yelled in horror. The unknown, powerful and terrifying black magic seemed to pinch everyone's heart. Even though they couldn't see it, the tragic situation of the two people appeared before their eyes. They are all afraid of being next.

But the expected death did not come. When the strong light gradually dissipated, some Death Eaters were still retched by the strong bloody smell.

Snape was gone.

"Damn Snape!" Bella howled crazily, tugging at her straw-dry hair. "What beautiful dark magic—you're a dark wizard through and through—! What did Dumbledore give you?" It was only because of the benefits that you betrayed the master!"

Above the woods, Snape stared down silently, watching Bella's howl, the two puddles of blood spilled on the ground, and the black figure who had harvested the soul and slid silently into the darkness, holding a huge scythe .

In some places, he has gone beyond the common sense of wizards, such as the current physical flight.

The Death Eaters were going to find him, and it was Lucius—or Lucius' golden eagle—who would tell.Even though he still has the Dark Mark, but during the downfall of Voldemort, he advertised that he was under the Imperius Curse. Lucius, who escaped from Azkaban's imprisonment, needs to show his loyalty to the Dark Lord if he wants to become the core of the Death Eaters again. ——What could be more suitable than offering yourself, a traitor who has even erased the Dark Mark?

It seemed that Lucius was convinced that he would not be caught, or that Moores would leave protective measures on him.

And Snape was also thinking, if he was hit by Avada Kedavra, would there be a black shadow holding a black scythe to claim his soul?

He looked ahead with his dark eyes, under the dark sky, several dementors were floating there, but they didn't dare to approach, just hovering in the distance, exuding bursts of cold breath.