[HP] The Curse of Harry Potter and Slytherin

Snape hurried through the Forbidden Forest, following Umbridge's trail, and found that it was a mess.

It was hot summer outside the Forbidden Forest, but the temperature in the Forbidden Forest was very low, which even made him feel a little cold.

He had just entered a slightly deeper place, and he had already encountered two staggering hippogriffs, and was almost dragged into the cave by a clump of wildly overgrown devil grass. Not far away, two dragonfus pod trees sprayed green Bean, waving his fist-shaped branch angrily at him.

There is faint purple mist floating everywhere in the woods, and everything in front of me seems to have changed color.

He looked at the mist vigilantly, there had never been such a thing in the Forbidden Forest before.

It seems to be affecting the creatures of the Forbidden Forest, making them unconscious and aggressive.

Snape held his wand, stretched out his hand cautiously, and a wisp of mist floated towards him.

For some reason, he feels that these fogs are not malicious to him, but instead exist naturally in his blood, with a sense of intimacy from the same source.

But something must have happened in there.

Lost sanity Hippogriff, crazy-growing devil's weed, withered giant tree, angry pods...

The ecological environment in the Forbidden Forest seems to have been greatly affected. What exactly is this fog?

Where did Umbridge take Hermione Granger again?

And... how could Umbridge be a Death Eater?

Snape frowned tightly, all kinds of strange things made his thoughts numb.

Dumbledore had investigated Umbridge. During this period of time, his false flattery made Umbridge trust him very much, but he never found out that she had any connection with the Dark Lord.

In fact, Umbridge is a fool with an extremely strong desire for power-of course, some of the methods she uses are very dark.

Snape sometimes felt that with Umbridge's level of evil, if she really got the chance, she might not become the second Bellatrix in time.

He beckoned again, and a wisp of mist swirled around his hand.

These strange purple mist are indeed not offensive to him.

And whatever its oddities, there was no delay, Hermione Granger was still in Umbridge's hands.

Snape held his wand, raised his foot and continued walking.

"You can see that thing, can't you?"

Snape turned sharply.

The centaur Firenze stood behind him, and he looked at this side melancholy, with a little fear in his expression.

"What is that thing? This fog?"

"I don't know. Is it fog?" The centaur moved his hooves uneasily. "Everyone feels that something powerful is about to move in the Forbidden Forest, but no one—including animals—can't see it."

"Can't see?" Snape frowned, looking at him suspiciously, "You mean, you can't see the fog in this forest? It's so obvious, lavender—"

"Lavender...does it have a color? I just know that its scope of influence is getting bigger and bigger, maybe it can only be seen by certain people," Firenze shook his head, "I can feel it , a powerful artifact is buried somewhere... powerful, and evil."

"When did you feel it? Did it exist in the Forbidden Forest before?"

"The stars didn't tell me that it doesn't exist on the chart," Firenze pawed at the ground, "maybe it's always been there before, and it didn't change until recently... That woman named Umbridge often comes in."

"Then why didn't anyone tell Dumbledore, or the other teachers—"

"The centaurs don't participate in worldly battles," Firenze said hesitantly. "Ronan and Baine thought this was a bad omen, and they decided to lead the tribe to move to other places."

"Yeah, did the stars tell you where it's safer?"

Snape was on fire, and he looked at Firenze sarcastically.

"I cannot disobey my tribe, though sometimes they are a little..."

Firenze did not blame him for his bad tone, but sighed instead.

He stamped his feet, flicked his tail, and looked at Snape earnestly.

"Go away, it's coming out, Mars is bright—brighter than ever, and no one can stop it."

"I can't go. A student has been taken in and I need to get her out."

"As far as I know, you don't get a high evaluation in this school," Firenze said doubtfully, "the students all hate you."

"Maybe," Snape turned to face the fog, "I don't like them either."

"Although we all think that we are more intelligent than humans... But you know what? Sometimes I really have a hard time understanding the human mind."

"That's probably because you've never really lived with humans."

"Well, maybe you're right...the people are waiting for me, I have to go."

Firenze sighed and backed away slowly.

"Then, one last word of advice - a student was indeed brought in here, but it wasn't the woman who brought her in, not just Umbridge, but... him."

"he?"

The centaur refused to say any more. He gave him a sad look and disappeared into the mist.

Harry waited restlessly, looking now and then at the bushes at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

That's where Snape went in, maybe the next moment he could see the black figure leading Hermione, appearing suddenly from behind the woods.

Even if Umbridge were a Death Eater, she would never be a match for Snape.

Harry had confidence in Snape's fighting ability.

But he still felt faint anxiety and uneasiness, as if a big stone in his heart was getting heavier and heavier, making him unable to breathe.

Why did Umbridge go to the Forbidden Forest?Did the dog jump over the wall in a hurry to find a random direction to escape, or...

Or... is there a way for her to leave the school from the Forbidden Forest?

Harry thought again of how he'd had Dobby stalk Umbridge earlier.

She went deep into the Forbidden Forest and disappeared...

Did she really disappear, or was she hiding somewhere?

In case she sneaked up on Snape in the dark...

"Why haven't they come out yet?"

As time passed, Harry became more and more anxious. He walked back and forth like an ant on a hot pan.

"Please, Harry," Ron said pale, "I beg you, don't walk back and forth, I... I can't breathe..."

Harry couldn't bear to wait like this anxiously anymore, he pulled Ron, and the two quietly returned to the dormitory avoiding the sight of the crowd.

He took out the invisibility cloak and whispered into the air, "Dobby!"

As Snape walked deeper and deeper in the Forbidden Forest, he found that he didn't even need to look for traces deliberately. The fog should be emitted around a center.

The color of the mist became thicker the further one went in, and the occasional bloodstains on the ground pointed to the deepest part of the mist.

Finally, he found himself facing a bright circle of light, which seemed to be an enchantment. It looked like an upside-down glass ball, and a purple mist so thick that it turned black was flowing in it.

It seems that this is the center.

What the hell is this?A little leaked breath can have such a big impact.

The bloodstain stopped here, did Umbridge bring Granger inside?

He stretched out his hand and waved, but the fog in the circle of light remained motionless.

Snape held his wand, took a deep breath, and stepped in.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he seemed to see the bushes coiled, entangled, and alive in the mist, like giant snakes.

The majestic singing resounded in his mind and resonated in the depths of his soul. It was the coercion imprinted in his bones. His knees trembled instinctively, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down, and performed the big salute with infinite respect.

A black figure rushed over quickly, and a sharp weapon slammed down on the top of his head.

Snape sensed the danger, he gritted his teeth and came to his senses, and dodged swiftly.

He raised his wand quickly.

"Armor protection!"

Then his eyes widened in shock, Merlin, what kind of monster is this!

Umbridge - no, is this monster still Umbridge?

Long, hairy legs protruded from all over her body, propping her up high, making her look like an ugly poisonous spider.

Her eyes were wide open, she was panting heavily, and she rushed wildly, her two front legs slashed wildly, bringing out streaks of red light.

A delicate locket dangled from her chest, glowing silver-green with every movement of her body.

Hermione Granger crouched under a tree, dead or alive.

Snape dodged Umbridge's attack with difficulty and moved towards Hermione.

Whatever happened to Umbridge, get Granger out first, Dumbledore will be back soon, just keep the situation under control and wait for Dumbledore to come back and deal with it.

Snape reached out and grabbed the unconscious Hermione Granger, leading her quickly to the place where she came in.

But the mark on his arm suddenly emitted a scorching temperature, stinging hotly.

"Severus, my old friend."

A smiling male voice sounded, and Snape was shocked.

This voice is so familiar...

Umbridge fell silent, and approached with a rustle of eight legs, and the voice came closer and closer.

A white light flowed through the barrier in front of him, and Snape secretly exerted his strength, only to find that the space seemed to have been sealed.

Snape turned slowly, and a translucent figure floated out of the locket hanging on Umbridge's chest and landed on the ground.

The outline of that figure was blurred, it looked like there was a layer of frosted glass, but a smile slowly erupted on his face.

His face still retains the handsomeness of the past, with a lock of hair hanging on his forehead, he looks chic and handsome, and his voice is firm and magnetic.

Back then, he had sincerely bowed down at this man's feet and followed him fanatically.

At that time, he firmly believed that this person could change the status quo of wizards, so that wizards would no longer hide and hide, so that all people with the same fate as him would no longer have to feel inferior...

Until Lily's death.

"Why, surprised?"

There was a faint red light in the eyes of the young Voldemort, and he looked at the shocked Snape with a half-smile.