[HP] Astringent

Vanessa was woken up by the Cruciatus Curse. She wailed in pain, but her hands and feet were bound and she fell in mid-air, with her head hanging down, and the blood was condensed on the top of her head.

"Our guest is awake at last," said a voice excitedly.Vanessa struggled to turn her head. The man was right in front of her. There was no such weird person anymore—he had no hair, no nose, and was wearing a black robe that dragged the floor. He looked more like a snake than a human.

Surrounded by people wearing masks and black robes on both sides of him, he knelt down and shouted: "Everything is at the command of the master."

"What made you prostrate in front of me, I hope it's not the Cruciatus Curse." His empty red eyes scanned the black kneeling figures on the ground.

"It is our loyalty, Master."

Voldemort smiled with satisfaction: "There are four people missing here, three died for me, and one, I think he left me forever..."

There was a small commotion among the Death Eaters, and the masked men exchanged furtive glances.

"I want to reward Batty, it is his hard work that our little friend is here."

Crouch, who had changed back to his original form, kissed Voldemort's robe excitedly.Karkaroff moved, but was stopped by Voldemort: "Of course Igor also brought us... an appetizer." Everyone turned to Vanessa and smiled maliciously.

A person took a step forward, and Malfoy's voice came from under the mask: "Master, we are eager to know... I implore you to teach us... how did you accomplish this... this miracle... come back to us... "

"It's a long story, Lucius." Voldemort lazily walked to the other side, and Vanessa barely caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye. Harry was lying on a tall tombstone, and Bertha Jokin was lying at his feet. His body.Voldemort lifted the woman away like a rag, running his long, pale fingers across Harry's skin.

"I think I can touch you now, can't I? I was resurrected with your blood donation, your father's bones and the servant's flesh. Now the spell your mother put on you is no longer valid, it can no longer protect me from you." Voldemort He screamed excitedly, "Sires Black! I know you're still hiding here and haven't left. Now I'm going to duel with your godson and defeat him! It doesn't matter if you don't come out. After killing Harry Potter, I will I'll kill you!" After speaking, Crouch stepped forward and cut the rope that bound Harry.The Death Eaters spontaneously formed a circle, enclosing the two of them in the middle.

"You've learned to duel, haven't you?" he smirked. "Take your wand and let us bow to each other, Harry. Dumbledore must expect you to behave in style. Bow to death, Harry. "The Death Eaters burst into laughter.Vanessa struggled to hook her neck, trying to see the situation over there.

"Now - we duel!" Harry didn't even raise his wand before being knocked to the ground by Cruciatus Curse.When he was about to get up, there was another one.Harry was like a monkey in a circus, being tricked and tricked again and again, but his life was killed.

Voldemort finally had enough of playing. Looking at Harry, his voice was full of delusion: "You don't want to experience the Cruciatus Curse again, Harry, beg me for mercy, beg me to kill you."

Harry stared at him intently, without saying a word.This action undoubtedly angered Voldemort, who raised his wand violently: "The soul is out of the body - please forgive me, please!"

Harry was struggling with everything, but soon there was a result - the teaching of the fake Moody helped him at this time, he broke free from the spell, threw himself sideways with all his strength, and rolled into one of the tombstones.

Voldemort yelled grimly: "It's no use hiding, poor thing. Come out." He threw a destructive spell, and a flash of light turned many tombstones into rubble.

Harry rushed out from behind a stone tablet that was still intact, and at the same time shouted the spell: "Disarm." A white light collided with the green light that spewed from Voldemort's wand in mid-air.The two spells stuck together, and at the same time, both of them were surrounded by a web of golden light.No one knows what happened inside.

Just as everyone was concentrating on the duel on the other side of the field, the spell binding Vanessa disappeared and she fell heavily to the ground.

"Vanessa, I'll take you and Harry out of here." Blake emerged from the tombstone, cutting the ropes tied around Vanessa's hands and feet while talking.

But he failed, a green light flashed, and Vanessa was pinned to the ground by Black.

Karkaroff ran over: "This is my gift, don't you want to run away with her?"

And the golden light on Harry's side is getting dimmer. If Vanessa misses this opportunity, no one will be able to escape. She pushed Black away: "Take Harry and go! Leave me alone, go!"

The golden light faded, and before Harry stood several ghosts, Bertha Jorkins, then Lily Evans and James Potter.

Blake had to make a decision immediately: "I'll bring someone back to rescue you right away!" He used the invisibility spell to help Vanessa hide, and rushed towards Harry's direction.The ghost's obstruction greatly hindered Voldemort. Taking advantage of this moment, Black summoned the trophy that was made into a portkey, and the two disappeared into the dark cemetery.

"Ah!" Voldemort angrily rewarded each of the Death Eaters with a Cruciatus Curse.Vanessa hid quietly behind a tombstone, but no spell could escape Voldemort's search, and she was found soon, and was thrown in front of Voldemort like garbage.

Voldemort cast the Imperius Curse on her, one after another, as if venting his anger.She felt that the bones in her whole body were about to poke out of the skin, and her brain was about to explode.She was rolling on the ground, her skin rubbed against the gravel, and a small opening was cut, and tears mixed with mud stained her entire face.The spell sometimes stops for two seconds, and this short break is even more torture.She didn't even have the strength to shout, and a big ball of blood coughed out of her throat.

Vanessa felt like she was just waiting to die.She knew her end when she pushed Blake away.There is nothing unacceptable about death, but Barty Crouch Jr. is not dead yet, how could she be willing.

She was hung up again so that everyone could see her miserable state.

Voldemort sneered, "I beg you to die, Vanessa Weasley."

Snape followed behind Dumbledore: "The Dark Lord is calling us, let me go."

"It's not the best time yet." Dumbledore stood in the tent wearing a burgundy robe.

"But Vanessa—"

Dumbledore interrupted him with a wave: "I know what you're worried about. But we'll have to wait for Harry to come back. Sirius won't leave Vanessa alone."

"You don't understand his methods!" Snape's face was full of despair, this was the first time he contradicted Dumbledore, "I don't care if you agree or not, I must go, it can't be later! I'm afraid Nissa..."

Dumbledore sighed for a long time: "If Voldemort promised you to release Vanessa, would you come back?"

Snape turned back, his black eyes were like pools of stagnant water: "I'll bring her back"

Black helped Harry into the tent, and Dumbledore helped him hold Harry up.Snape looked behind him anxiously, but no one came in again.

Blake's face was pale, and he gasped, "Qu--help, Vanessa!"

Vanessa waited quietly with her eyes closed, but did not wait for the Cruciatus Curse.Then she heard familiar footsteps, and a man knelt beside her and said in a low voice, "I'm late, master." The same spell was cast on that man, and he almost fell to the ground shaking , let out a suppressed pain in the throat.

"I thought you had betrayed me, Severus."

"I will never betray you." Snape lowered his head and kissed Voldemort's robe humbly, "I am lurking in Hogwarts by your order, my master. For so many years, every I've been waiting for your return all day."

Voldemort stroked his wand: "Like welcoming Quirrell?"

"I didn't know it at the time." Snape explained anxiously. "I brought the Boy Who Lived for you, Master."

"You lied! You cunning bastard!" Crouch jumped out angrily.

"I'll give you a chance to explain, Severus," said Voldemort, "but I will never allow half a lie."

"It was exposed when Crouch killed his father for his own gain."

"I do not have!"

"Is that so?" Snape raised his chin haughtily, "Master, you are so powerful that you can take a look at his modified memories. I knew your plan at the time, and I was the one who persuaded Dumbledore to believe in bringing you back to life." Is the only way to kill you, I persuaded that stupid and underestimated old guy to let Barty Crouch complete his plan. Dumbledore let me watch Igor, I let him go quietly. But Who knew that this idiot had brought Vanessa Weasley here on his own initiative. Now Dumbledore is going to summon the Order of the Phoenix to rescue her! I will sneak out and inform you."

Voldemort waved for Crouch to come up to him.After a while, he finally smiled: "Get up, Severus. I have confirmed your loyalty." Snape kissed the corner of his robe in fear, and stood beside him respectfully.

Voldemort smiled cordially: "My rebirth banquet should be entertained by some old programs. Unfortunately, there is only one here—a dying woman." The old program was about torturing Muggles by all means, and everyone present knew it .He looked at Snape expectantly: "According to the usual practice, the hero should start, but it's too late now. Let's get started, Severus."

It's not that Snape never tortured Muggles, and he invented many spells himself.The spells swirled in his mind, and he held down his trembling hands.How did he manage to face this cruel game indifferently before?They fell to the ground like filthy rags, they writhed like worms, they kowtowed and begged for mercy.Their vivid faces were burnt beyond recognition, and they watched as their flesh was peeled, healed, and cut open again.The faces of the dead, mad Muggles seemed to be Vanessa's, and their voices seemed to be Vanessa's...

Despite the familiar fear of Voldemort affecting him, and knowing that he would never be able to defeat Voldemort no matter what, he couldn't help pointing his wand at the demon in front of him.But he had to obey Voldemort's orders, he had to do it.He had warned Dumbledore early on when he had agreed to spy for him that spies sometimes had to choose not to save them.He thought he could do it.

Snape didn't even dare to look up at Vanessa's face, he was desperately trying to think of a way to keep her safe.

Snape's voice still awakened Vanessa's will, and the focus seemed to be found in her slack eyes.

"Severus, please..." She looked at Snape imploringly, her voice hoarse and weak as it passed through dry bark, rubbing against Snape's eardrums.

Voldemort watched them with interest. "You're stuck, Severus? Like with the Mudblood?"

"No, my master. I realized my previous stupidity." He didn't let any emotion leak through his trembling voice, "But if I still need to stay by Dumbledore's side to steal information for you, I will go back today There has to be a reasonable reason for it."

"If you really want it, it's okay to give it to you." He said contemptuously, "If she can't make it through tonight, I'll leave her a whole body too." The Death Eaters grinned, and he continued, "Don't do it yet, do you want to resist me?"

Snape had no room to refuse, because Voldemort had already raised his wand, and he knew that if he didn't do so, Vanessa would only be punished more cruelly.Though heartbroken, he slowly raised his wand and whispered the incantation: "Pierce the heart." The last light in Vanessa's eyes went out, and she floated in the air like a lifeless rag doll.