[HP] Can you be gentle with me

Voldemort raised his hand, held it in front of his eyes, looked at it repeatedly, as if admiring a work of art, and then, slowly, even gracefully, he took out a wand from his robes.

Not Quirrell's alder wand, but Voldemort's original yew, bone-like white that made one's hair stand on end.

"Finally." He said softly, the voice was unusually soft, but it was completely different to his ears, and the invisible force directly impacted their spirits. "Ten years."

"Lord..." Bella was the first to respond. She lay on the ground and crawled forward until she reached Voldemort's feet. She lifted the corner of his robe that was hanging on the ground slightly reverently, and then He lowered his head and kissed it as if he was treating some treasure.

"Bellatrix, your hand." Voldemort didn't have any expression on his face, he just said something lightly.

Bella raised her head excitedly, then pulled up the sleeve of her left arm, and the ferocious Dark Mark on her top instantly jumped into everyone's eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that Voldemort showed ecstasy. He reached out and touched the mark.

hiss

Tahlia immediately felt the pain in her left arm, the kind of pain she hadn't experienced for many, many years, and it was not unbearable, but the pain seemed to come out of her bones, and she couldn't stop it by any means at all. live.

"Soon..." Voldemort said flatly again. "Soon we'll find out who still... dares to face my ─ rage."

Everyone present seemed to know that they should not answer any questions at this time, just wait quietly.

Waiting for those former Death Eaters to come in panic, waiting for the Dark Lord to lead them again──

──But no.He has no chance.

That's the only thing Tahlia is sure of right now.

Not long after, some people appeared one after another. Unlike Tahlia and others, they all wore the same black masks and cloaks, making it impossible to recognize their identities. The only thing that could be seen from their trembling bodies Judging by the fact that they were clearly terrified and shocked to see the Dark Lord standing before them alive.

Voldemort just stood straight in the center of the circle surrounded by the Death Eaters who continued to appear unknowingly, watching them coldly, but he was still able to accurately identify people's identities, occasionally coldly. He yelled someone's name, but didn't say anything in essence.

But gradually, Voldemort realized that something was wrong.

──The number of people is too small.

what happened?

Too many people were absent, places were missing in the circle they surrounded, and especially—Voldemort could not help frowning—Lucius Malfoy was absent.

Abraxas Malfoy's only son, and his most cunning lieutenant, Lucius Malfoy hadn't shown up.

"Where's Lucius?" He asked coldly, his eyes fell on Tahlia who was standing straight not far away.

Tahlia forced a flattering smile and spoke. "Lord, I think he'll be—"

"Crucio." A red light flashed, and Tahlia fell to her knees instantly.

"Don't try to put me off, Tahlia, I don't have that much patience," he said unhappily. "What's the matter with him?"

"I..." Tahlia said with difficulty. "I don't know, Lord."

The truth is, of course she knew what was going on...

She knew before that Lucius did follow their orders to instigate some people, and he also knew their actions today──

But she told him not to come.

Draco would be very sad if he died here...that was his father!He admired and admired his father since he was a child──

Voldemort was clearly enraged by this.

A series of cold hisses came out of his mouth, and the snake immediately responded with the same sound... The next moment, it suddenly turned its head and assumed an attacking posture towards Tahlia──

"No!"

With a loud roar, green light shot out from the side and hit the big snake fiercely.

Everything seemed to happen in an instant, so fast that people couldn't react at all.

I saw it landed on the ground in a ridiculous posture, with its mouth wide open and its eyes wide open, obviously dying instantly due to that spell──

At that moment, Voldemort seemed to take a few steps back, with a look of astonishment on his face, as if some black smoke came out of Nagini's body and dissipated into the air in a blink of an eye.

Maybe no one else would know what it was, but Tahlia did.

...but how?

Unexpectedly, Voldemort actually created another Horcrux in such a short period of time!Still on a living snake!

Did Merlin really care for them?It was accidentally hit and destroyed with a death curse?She felt very lucky, if no one had killed the snake first, wouldn't they... be doomed to fail today?The consequences... She couldn't imagine it at all.

Tahlia turned her head unconsciously, trying to see who that person was──

"Pettigrew!" But before she could move her eyes, Voldemort's roar revealed the man's identity.

Is it Peter? Tahlia could barely recognize him, he was much paler, his hair was messy and scattered behind his head, his face was covered in large patches of bruises, and he was missing a leg.

Even so, Tahlia felt that she would never forget this sight for the rest of her life. At this moment, the firmness in Peter's eyes was evident, and the hand holding the wand did not tremble at all, pointing directly at Voldemort.

"You...you can't kill her!"

Tahlia wants him to stop doing this... he should get away soon-

Voldemort was obviously furious, and he wouldn't let him go so easily anyway...

But Peter didn't move a step.

He knew what was coming, but he didn't run away.

He will never run away again, never will.

Turning his head, he gave Tahlia a reassuring smile, a gentle and innocent smile that Tahlia saw most often on Peter's face when she was in school...

Then came another green light.

Peter was hit hard and fell straight backward on the ground, but the smile seemed to stay on his face forever, it seemed like his indifference to life, and it seemed like a mockery of Voldemort.

"Peter..."

Tahlia froze in place.

"Very good...very good!" Voldemort turned back angrily, his gaze returned to Tahlia. "Look at the good things you've brought with you!" he roared.

Tahlia knew she couldn't keep pretending anymore.

She didn't want to keep pretending that she was still Voldemort's obedient puppet, if she had stated her position earlier... had acted earlier, Peter would not have died...

He'd be alive, he'd be able to talk to Sirius and the others again.

Tahlia still remembers the cheerful expression of Peter holding those dolls he made by himself... He said that he wanted to open a shop, and many children would like his works, but he never had the opportunity to apologize to Sirius and the others personally, nor Never had the chance to hear their forgiveness with my own ears—

Eye sockets filled with tears unconsciously.

"Are you feeling sad?" Voldemort growled, eyes widening. "Do you feel sorry for the death of a traitor?"

Tahlia turned her head, clenched her fists, and looked at Voldemort intently. Snape knew almost instantly that they had to use Plan Two... they had to inform Dumbledore of them.

Secretly activating the props hidden in the robe, he clenched the wand tucked into his sleeve.

"He's my friend," Tahlia said quietly. "He's not a traitor." Saying that, under Voldemort's angry stare, he released Harry's rope with a wave of his wand, and stood in front of him. "He's a true Gryffindor."

"Do you want to die that way, Tahlia?" Voldemort hissed. "Have you forgotten that your life is completely in my hands?"

"Maybe." Tahlia replied. "But I don't care, you're going to die here anyway."

Voldemort was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

And Bella took out her wand right away, angrily about to cast a spell on Tahlia──

Tahlia didn't try to dodge the spell. In the next second, the spell that was rushing towards her was missed by another beam of light. Finally, it hit a tombstone on the right rear of Tahlia, and the tombstone instantly shattered into pieces. .

"What—"

More people showed up.

But not the Death Eaters, these are their people, Sirius, Remus... and the Aurors—

They all came.

"...Tahlia?"

Just when Voldemort couldn't believe it, Harry, who was guarded by Tahlia, woke up.

Tahlia smiled back at him. "Don't worry, I will protect you."

"I can help too!" Harry yelled, jumping up lightly, and quickly drew out his wand and held it high.

Those companions who appeared had already entangled the lone Death Eater, several people surrounded Bella, forcing her to have no time to think about other things, and could only barely fight back.

At that moment, Voldemort was the only one left on the field, and he didn't seem to be able to realize what happened... But the next moment, he caught a glimpse of Tahlia standing aside, and when all his men were under siege, she stood There, a look of staying out of it.

"Watson!" he growled.

It looks like Voldemort is completely confused...

"Lord?" She smirked. "Any orders?"

"It's you..." Voldemort widened his eyes and understood instantly. "You sent them here!" He roared frantically. "You betrayed me!"

This knowledge seemed to shock him even more than anger...

That's right, Tahlia Watson must die, she is too capable, and too many people are also afraid of her power, but he never thought that the person who betrayed would be her──

"traitor!"

"You are wrong, my dear master." Tahlia replied flatly, still with a smile on her face. "Betrayal means abandoning one's original position..." She paused for a moment. "Since I have never been loyal to you, how can I be called one?"

Voldemort responded by throwing out a barrage of vicious curses, and Tahlia dodged them all, albeit by a fluke.

Voldemort was really powerful.

It was impossible for her to fight him one-on-one.

"I'll kill you." Voldemort screamed, and started a new round of attacks, even fiercer than before.

This time, Snape made the move.

Standing aside, he cast several fatal spells at Voldemort without warning.

"Snape!" Voldemort was forced to stop his attack on Tahlia, stopped his movements, and looked at the two of them coldly. "Now I understand, you are all...betrayers."

"Ever since you said you were going to kill Lily Potter, you have lost him." Tahlia said coldly. "The mistake you made was that you didn't agree to his request...you ruined the only person he cared about in this world──"

Voldemort laughed again.

"It doesn't matter..." He said with a frantic smile. "It doesn't matter... I will kill you, you will all die in my hands, all—"

After finishing speaking, he no longer insisted on attacking Tahlia, but began to use his own strength to attack all the enemies around him...

No one could stand against Voldemort.

Even though they were numerous, most of them were afraid of Voldemort, almost no one could stand in front of him for even a second...

In such a short period of time, the Death Eaters who were originally at a disadvantage seemed to suddenly gain strength, and several Aurors fell, while Bella's group became more and more crazy, and continued to viciously attack the others──

no, can't go on...

Tahlia didn't know why Dumbleodre was taking so long, but they were running out of time... She had to do something—

"Harry..." She turned her head, and was about to cast a spell to protect him, but she stopped suddenly...

and many more.

──Why not?

Even though she never thought of using that spell on Voldemort, what they needed was to delay time?

"Harry, you put on your cloak..." she whispered. "Go carefully to your godfather, be careful..."

Harry hesitated for a moment, nodded, and the next second, he disappeared.

well.

Tahlia turned back, pointed her wand at the red-eyed Voldemort, and muttered a spell.

A golden, thin beam of light shot out from Tahlia's wand, but unlike any spell flying in the sky, this spell moved very slowly, but surprisingly, no one noticed it. Man would have any defense against it--

Then, it hit Voldemort in the left side of the abdomen.

And at that moment, all attacks from Voldemort disappeared.