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"The Elder Wand doesn't serve me perfectly, Severus, because I am not its true owner. The Elder Wand belongs to the wizard who killed its previous owner. You killed Albus Dumbledore. And you live , the Elder Wand cannot really be mine.”

"Master!" Snape protested, raising his wand.

"There is no other choice," said Voldemort, "I must master the wand, Severus. Master the wand, and in the end I shall master Potter."

Voldemort struck the air with his wand.It had no effect on Snape, and for a moment he seemed to think he was forgiven, but it was immediately clear what Voldemort was up to.The cage containing the snake rolled through the air, wrapping itself around Snape's head and shoulders before he had time to do anything but yell.Voldemort spoke in Parseltongue.

"kill."

There was a scream of terror.Harry saw that the remaining blood on Snape's face disappeared, and at the same time, the black eyes suddenly enlarged, and the snake's fangs pierced his neck. He struggled in vain to break free from the magic cage that was covering him, his knees gave way, and he fell on the ground. on the floor.

"I'm sorry," said Voldemort coldly.

Severus felt his vision become blurred, and after handing over the memory to Harry, he began to wait for death quietly. He could feel Harry leaving gently, and Severus taunted in his heart, look, you Still failed to protect Lily's child to the end.

The pendant on the neck suddenly shattered, and Severus could clearly feel the cold liquid seeping into the skin from the neck, and the hot liquid flowing out from the wound, "I'm about to die" and no one noticed it at all The two exaggerated wounds on the neck have begun to heal slowly, and most of the black snake venom has been discharged from the wounds, flowing to the ground and making a rustling sound.

It seems that after a long time, I feel my body being moved by something, is the war over, cleaning the corpse?Am I not dead yet?

"Professor Snape." Someone's voice sounded like a thunderstorm in his ears, and Severus felt that the strength to lift his fingers disappeared, "Professor Snape is still alive!" Severus could Feeling the people next to him happily shouting towards the distance, his consciousness gradually blurred.

I don't know how long it has passed. When he opened his eyes, the white ceiling made him feel strange. Is it Saint-Germont?I didn't die.

"Senior Snape." A timid voice came to his ear, "Are you feeling alright?"

Severus opened his mouth and found that he couldn't make any sound, was it Nagini's poison that made him dumb. "Professor, your vocal cords are injured, so you can't speak for the time being, but you'll be fine soon." Severus turned his head and found that his wand was lying neatly beside his pillow. He ignored the question of the person next to him, closed his eyes and prepared rest.

"Professor Snape" Harry's voice suddenly appeared at the door, Severus clenched his fists irritably and tried to sit up, "Professor, thank you very much, we misunderstood you before." A Potter's apology, Severus Les is a little fresh waiting for the next article.

"Professor, when we found you, your wounds had already healed. It was probably because the pendant on your neck protected you. It was completely broken. I collected them all for you and brought them back. There is also a pendant inside." A note." Severus looked at Harry quietly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Harry quickly enlarged the note and handed it to Severus, "Professor, rest well, we'll see you tomorrow." No more, Severus thought to himself.

The snake venom made his whole body weak, and Severus reluctantly opened the note with his hands. "I like you." Severus was taken aback for a moment, if it wasn't for this representative handwriting, he even thought it was a prank by Potter and the others.

I like you, what an unbearable word, Severus felt a little sour in his eyes, what is there to like about a poisonous snake like me, a Death Eater, a gloomy Slytherin, Severus laughed at himself smiled.

How long ago was the last contact, from 1982 to 1998, 16 years.

Severus had to admit that he admired this Ravenclaw, and also felt sorry for his meanness and ignorance at the beginning, what the last year was like, turning away every time she sneaked a look at him, retreating Christmas presents, even saying in class that she was nothing more than an opportunistic student.Lily's death made him mean, and it hurt Trista as well.No wonder she didn't give herself a chance to speak when she left in the end.

I don't know where she is now, what she is doing, but I heard that she is still flying around the world to identify the medicinal properties of materials.Severus had to admit that he was a little envious of this kind of life. When she recommended this position, he was a little tempted, but now it's all the other way around, and he has become the potions professor she most wants to be.

Severus rubbed the wand in his hand, no matter whether it was fluorescent flashes or orchids blooming, he couldn't use it anymore. Although the doctor stumbled and explained to him that it was just because the snake venom blocked the magic circulation in his body, Severus knew that he There is no magical power in the body at all, it is not blocked or disappeared at all.I don't know if it's lucky or...sorrowful to exchange my magic power with death.

"Professor Snape, I hope you can go back to teach." Severus put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Harry who was coyly persuading him to go back, and shook his head slightly.

"You don't need magic in Potions class." Seeing Severus' pale face, Harry realized he had said the wrong thing, "Please."

Severus took the quill next to him and wrote in a notebook, "If you can't find a better candidate, I can recommend someone to be my professor." She "Severus paused" Excellent."

Harry was surprised to see that Severus could rate someone as "outstanding".

"Trista Olympander." Severus quietly continued to read the newspaper after writing his name, and Harry realized that he refused to continue talking to him, bowed silently and left the ward.

Everyone knows the surname of Olinvander. The famous wand shop is their family business. The name of Trista is no stranger. I have seen her trophies and honorary photos during the closed labor period. 8 O graduates Senior Ravenclaw, she published 3 excellent papers on Potions in seventh grade, and was recommended by the school to work in the Ministry of Magic.

Harry pushed open the door of the Ministry of Magic and stood in front of the reception desk, "Excuse me, is Miss Trista Olinvande there?"

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