HP's Lost and the Lighthouse

"What is he doing here?" Snape growled angrily, glaring at Black, who had returned from his Animagus state to his human form - the same disgusted expression on Sirius' face.

He wasn't surprised that Black would be in Dumbledore's camp. After all, Dumbledore's arrangement for Potter to let Black go last year already explained a lot of things—Snape just didn't expect that he would see this again so soon. enemy.

Dumbledore stood between them, looking at the two dark-haired men in turn. "I invited him." He answered Snape's question, then turned his head to look at Sirius again, "You too, Severus."

The latter half of the sentence was obviously addressed to Sirius Black.The provocative expression on the face of Sirius, who was looking at Snape with distaste, disappeared.

"I trust you both. Now it's time for you to put aside your differences and trust each other."

Harry, who was sitting on the hospital bed, showed that he thought Dumbledore's expectation was an impossible miracle, but few people paid attention to his thoughts at the moment - Snape and Black stared at each other, their faces They are all expressions of extreme disgust and disgust towards the other party.

"In a short time," Dumbledore frowned and said in a pressing tone, "as long as you don't openly hostile to each other, that's enough for me. You might as well shake hands, after all, you are in the same camp now. Time is tight , those of us who know the truth must stand together or there is no hope."

Snape glanced at the old man's frowning eyebrows - he didn't seem to really think that Fudge would be too timid to accept the obvious fact that Voldemort returned, so his face was a little anxious.

He turned his eyes back to Black with an ugly expression, as if he wanted to pierce a hole in the person opposite him, but the potions professor still started to move slowly in the direction of Black.

For some unknown reason, Sirius also walked forward very slowly, and the two shook hands carelessly.

Dumbledore quickly inserted back between the two people staring at each other, separating the two people who held great hostility towards each other: "Now you both have tasks. Although we also expected Fudge's attitude, But that changed the whole thing."

He first looked at Sirius: "Sirius, I need you to leave immediately... You can temporarily hide with Lupine, and I will contact you there."

Sirius nodded, and whispered to comfort Harry who didn't want to part with him so soon.Soon, he turned into a black dog, twisted the doorknob with his claws, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Severus," Dumbledore turned to Snape, "you know what I'm going to tell you. If you're okay...if you're ready..." The old man's tone became rare hesitant, There was concern in the blue eyes that watched Snape.

However, Snape didn't seem to see Dumbledore's hesitation, he said without hesitation: "No problem."

To Dumbledore, Snape looked even paler than usual, and there was an eerie gleam in his dark eyes.

"Good luck, then," he said, watching Snape follow Sirius off without hesitation, and couldn't help but glance back at Harry's curious green eyes as they watched them.

After a few minutes, Dumbledore turned his eyes away as if suddenly realizing something.Fortunately, everyone in the medical wing thought he was worried about Voldemort's return, and did not notice the old man's loss of consciousness for a moment.

"I must go downstairs," said Dumbledore. "I must see Mr. and Mrs. Diggory. Harry—drink the rest of the potion. I'll see you all later." He looked at the last Glancing at the tired boy, he pushed open the door of the medical wing and left.

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Dumbledore did meet the Diggory couple who still couldn't accept this sad fact.They came to watch their son proudly represent Hogwarts to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. At this time, the child they were proud of had lost his temperature and fell into an eternal sleep... If it was normal , the old man will definitely use 100% patience to comfort this pair of sad poor people.But tonight, for some reason, he was unable to focus on the matter at hand like never before——

After commemorating the tragic death of Cedric with the Diggory couple as the headmaster, he handed the parents back to Professor Sprout again—the Diggory couple probably didn't want to accompany them. He is a mind-wandering listener, but for Dumbledore at this moment, what worries him even more is another life...

I heard that Voldemort likes to use the Cruciatus Curse to punish followers he considers incompetent... He sat behind his desk thinking, wondering if the information brought by Severus could be trusted by the suspicious Voldemort—since Lu Hughes, the Death Eaters who claimed that they had been under the Imperius Curse, were not blamed, so Snape shouldn't be... After all, becoming a professor at Hogwarts was a task Voldemort gave Snape, Death Eaters Now is the time when we are short of manpower...

The old man's brain, which is good at careful reasoning, is almost in a mess.Staring at Fox standing on the branch combing his feathers for a long time, he realized with self-reproach and sorrow that if Snape died at the hands of Voldemort tonight, then he would be absolutely responsible for the death of the young man— as ever...

He closed his eyes, put aside all complicated thoughts and plans for the first time in decades, and let himself be immersed in the surging emotions.

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Dumbledore had been brought to his senses by the sudden green flames of the fireplace in his office.

As if waking up from a long dream, he blinked in a daze, and then slowly remembered everything that happened in this chaotic night.Worrying about the various ways in which the Potions Professor could die - because the bad temper of one of his former students was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people - he woke up and quickly speculated on the most likely visitor.

The sparks in the fireplace had flickered off and on for some time.Almost gratefully, the old man walked quickly to the fireplace—soon, an even bigger green spark exploded, and a pitch-black figure fell out of his fireplace unsteadily.

...Severus.

Dumbledore embraced the trembling young man lying in his arms. He lowered his head and stared at his pale cheeks stained with sweat and stains. the other party's name.

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I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I must not look back at this paragraph!Let it exist as a perfect impression in my mind hahahahaha, I will definitely dislike my writing when I look back!

The principal finally realized his feelings!This relationship line!I'm such a clever little ghost!Everyone flood me with comments!

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I found out, you guys don’t love me at all. QAQ comments are all trying to trick me into updating, and I lost my comments as soon as I put it in the manuscript box _(:з」∠)_ You heartless people!Big boy! (?_?)