[HP] Guardian

Harry felt himself fall to the ground, his face buried in the grass, the smell of grass filling his nose.He slowly supported his body, a wave of sound drowned him, voices everywhere, footsteps, yelling... He frowned tightly, the feeling of burning blood made his whole body hot, and the forehead felt like a sharp pain like tearing , The blood has blurred the eyes, and the eyes are like a fire.

A pair of strong hands wrapped around his back, and Harry leaned back wearily.

"Harry, Harry!"

Dumbledore squatted in front of him, and behind him was Sirius, and they called their names alternately.Surrounded by dark figures, they all squeezed towards him.

"He's back" Harry whispered "Voldemort he's back"

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Cornelius Fudge screamed, and Harry frowned and closed his eyes, clearly disgusted by the sound.

"He needs to go to the school hospital!" Fudge exclaimed. "He's sick and badly injured...Dumbledore"

"Harry, hold on, Dumbledore has to go to the hospital"

"I'll take Harry, Dumbledore, I'll take him..."

"No, I think..."

"Harry, stay here..."

The girls were screaming and crying hysterically...

"It's okay, kid, I'm here... let's go... go to the hospital..."

"No...I'm not going...There's no time..." Harry panted and pushed the fake Moody away and grabbed his hand, he extended his injured wrist to Dumbledore "Voldemort is back, in Riddle's graveyard...father's bones ...the flesh of the servant...the blood of the enemy, he rose again"

He heard gasps, screams, shouts.

"Professor Dumbledore...Call Professor Snape over here" Harry paused, panting for breath as he gripped Sirius' arm.

"Severus!" Dumbledore called out not far away.

"It's a curse." Snape walked over quickly, frowned and cast the Checking Curse, then his hand trembled slightly unconsciously, but he whispered to hide all his emotions.

"Professor..." Harry raised his eyes, looked vaguely at the black figure, and smiled weakly, "I think your... lost things... can be found... on Moody... maybe... because he should be called Ba Dee...Crouch...II"

Harry finished the last word and passed out in Sirius' arms.

The scene was chaotic for a while, Dumbledore and the fake Moody quickly pulled out their wands, but Dumbledore was still slightly better, a disarm and then tied the fake Moody subdued to the ground, the fake Moody roared and reprimanded Dumbledore for being crazy.Dumbledore walked up with a very gloomy face, every wrinkle revealing cold anger.

"Severus, please go and get your most powerful veritaserum, and go to the kitchen to find a house elf named Winky... Sirius sent Harry to the hospital wing, please stay with him every minute "

However, Snape didn't leave immediately, he walked up to the fake Moody, found the flagon from him, held it under his nose and smelled the strong smell of Polyjuice Potion.He lowered his eyes, pinched the fake Moody's mouth and poured the recovery potion into him, and soon the fake Moody changed.The pain gradually disappeared, the skin became smoother, and the mutilated nose grew and shrunk.The long gray hair was shortening, becoming a pale yellow.Suddenly, with a clang, the wooden leg fell aside, and a real leg grew out.Then the magic eye popped out of its socket, and a real eye took its place.The magic eyes rolled on the grass, still spinning around.

"He's back! The Dark Lord is back! He's assisted by me! They'll welcome me back like a hero!" Seeing that he was exposed, Little Crouch laughed indifferently. He wriggled on the ground and tried his best Wiping off his sleeves to reveal the Dark Mark on his hands, he screamed at Snape, laughing nervously, "And you traitors, wait to be tortured to death by my master!"

"I'll call someone." Snape silently glanced at Barty Crouch Jr., handed the veritaserum in his pocket to Dumbledore, turned and walked out of the arena.

"Fudge, I believe you are willing to listen to what he has to say with me." Cornelius Fudge shook his hands with an ugly expression, obviously unwilling to believe all this.

[My strength is being swallowed!Nagini!That prophecy!that child!It must be him!I'm going to kill him!Heart-piercing! 】Voldemort hissed and screamed, he felt as if he was being burned by a raging fire, and every inch of flesh and blood creaked as if being grilled by charcoal fire, he could not relieve the pain, he could only torture the Death Eaters as a consolation.

After the last Death Eater fell to the ground with a scream, Voldemort told them to get out, and he sat down on the chair in the dark with his teeth gritted.

【I want to know that prophecy, I have to figure it out... Nagini!I don't believe them, I can only let you go...] Voldemort's red eyes gleamed strangely in the dark, Nagini climbed onto the railing to hide his head and whispered in his ear, Voldemort patted her head to show praise.

"Master" knocked on the door, and Voldemort raised his hand and waved the door open. Under the dim firelight in the aisle, he was dressed in a black robe.

"Severus, I was worried that you were lost... I don't know why you came so late?" Voldemort seemed to have surprise in his eyes, but soon he looked Snape up and down with scrutiny.

"Master, Dumbledore arranged some things for me... It took me some time to gain his trust, but I brought some useful news to my master." Snape stood calmly on the spot, waiting respectfully for Voldemort's question.

"So you are still... loyal to me?" Voldemort got up and walked up slowly in a long tune, and Nagini followed him, spitting snake letters.

"I have always been loyal to you, Master." Snape looked at him blankly with blank eyes, Nagini coiled around him, and the cold snake scales occasionally brushed against the hem of his robe.

"Tell me what's the news?" Voldemort spoke for a long time. He turned and walked back into the darkness, but Nagini was still dangling beside him.

"Barty Crouch Jr. was arrested, was forced by Albus Dumbledore to find out about his master, and was kissed by a dementor during the handover of Azkaban. Cornelius Fudge and Abu Dumbledore officially broke with Fudge, and Fudge was unwilling to admit the return of his master. Dumbledore had to recall the members of the Order of the Phoenix. This matter was handed over to Sirius Black. Dumbledore asked me to be his spy Come back again" Snape told Dumbledore's plan one by one, Voldemort sat back on the chair, his red eyes looked at Snape faintly, flickering inexplicably.

"Where's the boy?" Voldemort said in a low voice.

"Seriously injured and unconscious, Dumbledore will guard him personally." Snape's tone was still calm, as if he didn't care.

"It seems...he still doesn't trust you...Severus...you've let me down so much! It's piercing." Voldemort raised his finger and hit Snape with a curse, and he fell to his knees with a muffled groan.

"Lord, master. I... I don't understand... Please show me..." Snape gritted his teeth and let out a scream. His face was as white as a paper bean, and a drop of sweat fell from his forehead. He tremblingly asked Voldemort in a low voice, He obviously didn't know what was going on.

"Obviously...he trusted that boy more than you, and he didn't tell you...the boy cast a curse on me, a successful curse...burned me like a fire" Snape looked at Voldemort in shock, shaking His body lowered his eyes, but soon calmed down.

"His serious injury was caused by... Master! Perhaps there is no need to worry too much about the curse. Dumbledore will teach him the curse again. After all, he is still a student. He was injured more seriously than the master. I checked him personally before I came, and he has a curse. Backlash, now unconscious, the curse should have failed, Dumbledore is busy now, he wants to save the boy, he must solve the curse, I can provide some potions to the master first, can the master tell me yes What kind of curse, I can serve my master wholeheartedly." Snape prostrated himself on the ground, lowering his head and trying his best to convince Voldemort to trust him.

"Dumbledore..." Voldemort roared out Dumbledore's name from his throat angrily, "It's as false as it is..."

"Severus, Dumbledore will not trust you easily, he will use all valuable people...I ask you to find out the situation of that boy, what Dumbledore told him...you must do it" Voldemort said with a pale face His finger pointed at Snape, clearly a warning.

"Yes, master...the master's injury..." Snape asked hesitantly.

"Since you guessed that the curse was unsuccessful, prove it" Voldemort beckoned, and Nagini slowly swam back from Snape's side.

[He still needs to eat, Nagini, I will find another food for you] Nagini lay quietly beside him and kept spitting out messages.

"Go and fetch Wormtail," Voldemort ordered.Snape quietly exited the room and closed the door behind him.

"Severus, I have to talk to you..." When Snape was about to go back, Lucius stopped him with an ugly face.

"This is not the place to talk," Snape replied blankly, and Apparated away before Lucius could ask any more questions.

Snape hurried back to Hogwarts with a gloomy expression, his whole body was trembling slightly, but he still kept walking, and the black robe flew behind him like a bat melting into the night.

The cellar door was pushed open, and something in the drawer was emitting a faint red light. Snape pulled the drawer open, and the whole cellar was illuminated by a flash of red light. In the box, there is a red gemstone in the box, which is full of brilliance and breathtaking.

Soak it in my blood and the sacrifice will cease.A familiar font was displayed on the box cover, the crease between Snape's brows became deeper and deeper, and the fingertips holding the box were already pale and bloodless.After a few seconds, he put the box in his pocket and walked quickly to the medical wing.

Harry was still groggy when he woke up. He blinked for a long time before adapting to the dark environment. He suddenly felt someone nearby. He sat up quickly and looked for his wand, but he found that he didn't seem to need it.

"Are you injured?" He invaded Voldemort's brain again in his sleep, and naturally saw everything that happened before.He jumped down to the ground in a hurry, but due to the bleeding, his vision was blurred when he got up too quickly. He leaned on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them. Snape, who was standing by the window, had already turned his head and looked at He, time stood still for a moment, and Harry walked up to him with a guilty conscience, lowering his head and not daring to breathe.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Snape said in a hoarse voice, and threw the red gold stone that had stopped offering sacrifices at him, obviously in a panic.The jewel in the box glowed faintly red, and in the center of the jewel was a drop of blood, Harry's blood.

"Did you tell Dumbledore?" Harry lowered his head and blinked, staring blankly at the drop of blood, and said nonsense.

"I thought you were arrogant," Snape said coldly.When Harry looked at him with pleading eyes, this time he didn't compromise, he was very angry now, with anger and disappointment in his eyes, which made Harry tremble slightly.

"I...you...don't be angry, I will explain this to the principal..." Seeing the dodging eyes of the little troll, Snape interrupted him furiously.

"I'm not in a position to be angry, am I?" Snape sneered.The little giant planned everything long ago, but he didn't tell him a word. He didn't trust himself at all, and he didn't even give an explanation.Yeah... deserved... He's just a Death Eater with bad reputation who killed his parents, shouldn't be trusted, should he?

Harry looked into his empty eyes and was a little flustered. He was a little anxious and didn't know what to say.The old bat has a sensitive mind, and the peaceful relationship between them can't just be destroyed like this...

"I... I didn't tell you, I know you won't agree, I was wrong... don't be angry..." Harry took two steps forward and tugged at the old bat's sleeve, looking at him with pleading green eyes.

Snape wanted to shake him off and leave, but unexpectedly, the little troll saw that he was going to leave, and he ran into his arms like a fox in normal times, and put his chin on the In the pocket of his shoulder, he stubbornly hugged him by the window and refused to let him go.

"Let go!" Snape said with his body stiff and gritted teeth.No matter how mischievous the little fox is, he is still a fox. It doesn't mean he can accept a half-grown child being so close to him, let alone a little monster.

"I'm sorry..." Harry Shameless Potter began to use the familiar technique of coquetry and cuteness, although he refused to admit it...

"I have some important matters to talk to Dumbledore. I'll come back and explain to you after I go to him, okay, don't be angry." Harry said in the old bat's arms in a muffled voice. This kind of shameless behavior It made him blush, and he didn't dare to look up, for fear that the old bat would strip him alive.

"You sacrificed your brain, is there only an empty shell left? Let go!" Snape relaxed his body, glanced at the messy hair under his eyes, and really wanted to cast a curse on the little troll.

"I'll let you go if you don't get angry." The scoundrel heir, all the portraits in the medical wing turned aside, and they all lost face for the heir.

"If you don't let go, don't come into my office forever." The old bat agreed, and Harry raised his head with a smile, looked directly at his fierce stare, and let go of his hand happily.The old bat tidied up the sleeves wrinkled by the little troll in distaste, glanced at the silly smiling troll, and walked out of the medical wing with a cold snort.

"Rest early," Harry said to the old bat who didn't look back.

After Snape left, Harry regained his composure. He summoned his Patronus and told the stag to go to Dumbledore. Now it's time to tell Dumbledore some truth.

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