A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 677 Godric's Hollow
Felix looked at the magic pattern on his wrist, it looked a bit hideous, and it was seeping into his skin little by little.Felix felt a sharp pain, as if the charms were sticking out needles and piercing the flesh and skin.

Dumbledore's face was pale, and the process of transferring the spell was not as easy as he said, especially in this weak state.

Felix couldn't quite remember when he last cast a spell.

"Dumbledore!"

A yellow-faced wizard with short black bangs appeared in a frame in the headmaster's office.

"How's the situation?" Dumbledore asked cheering up.

"Two things." The wizard said out of breath: "People from the International Federation of Wizards made an accident when they left. A student recognized Grindelwald through the inconspicuous patterns on his clothes, and they had a conflict— —Fortunately, McGonagall and Babajid Akinbad showed up in time. Now the problem is solved and Grindelwald has been taken away."

"Gellert didn't wake up halfway, did he?"

"No—he was unconscious the whole time."

Dumbledore nodded slightly.

"Babajid Akinbad? The new chairman?" Felix interrupted, also trying to distract himself from the pattern on his wrist that he always wanted to burn.He turned to Dumbledore and said:

"Didn't you ask me to pay attention to Grindelwald in the near future? I paid attention to the vicinity of the school by the way-in case there are saints who can't think about it-but I didn't see this name on the Marauder's map."

Dumbledore thought about it and said, "Babajid didn't mention in his letter that he was coming...it should be a temporary decision."

"That's the second thing," said the yellow-faced wizard in the frame. "He and Mag are rushing this way, and they will be there soon."

"Let me deal with him, Dumbledore. Do it your way," said Felix eagerly, referring, of course, to dismissing Babajid in disguise as Dumbledore.

"No, Felix, you stay." Dumbledore said in a weak but clear voice, and he looked at the portrait of the headmaster waiting quietly on the wall, "You have to make another trip, Evra. Leva took Babajid to find a place to rest, and everything will be discussed tomorrow."

The yellow-faced wizard in the frame responded and disappeared.

Facing the puzzled eyes, Dumbledore said as briefly as possible: "Avoid extra complications—I'm going to Harry's place soon, and you must concentrate on getting rid of the magic power that belongs to me in the spell before Gellert wakes up!"

Felix nodded, sinking his mind. At the forearm of his right hand, there was a cluster of shining charms at the moment, which looked lazy and harmless.But Felix had no doubts that it would be unbearable to put this thing on other wizards - even Snape.

Because in essence, this thing is part of the curse cast on Grindelwald.

Or to put it another way - it was Dumbledore who took the initiative to intercept a fragment of the curse and modified it to make it non-aggressive.At the same time, because the two have the same origin, Dumbledore can perceive Grindelwald's state.

The reverse is also true.

It's just that the confinement on Grindelwald is too strong, and he can't call it at all.

There are still nearly eight hours before dawn, which is about the time Felix estimated that Grindelwald would wake up. He is very confident in the strength of his spell, unless some idiot uses a powerful resurrection spell on Grindelwald.

He and Dumbledore are not gods, but they have done everything they can to—

The exclusive magic wand on Grindelwald was taken away immediately, which almost knocked him back to his original shape and turned him into a squib again-the transfer spell does not affect the effect of the imprisonment magic on Grindelwald, but only in Felix Before regaining control of the spell, it is impossible to detect the opponent's state.

In addition, Dumbledore personally communicated with the people of the International Federation of Wizards about the transfer plan, not to mention that during this time, Felix has been following Dumbledore's instructions to closely monitor Grindelwald's abnormal behavior - Neville's hands The looking glass in the movie is not a secret, but Felix and Hermione have come to the same conclusion that the looking glass is broken and has no other magic.

But even so, they can't guarantee that it will be safe.

Dumbledore wanted Grindelwald to live, even if Grindelwald's last impression of him was that of a cruel side.That's why things are so troublesome, and many tricks cannot be used, but Grindelwald has never been an easy character to deal with.

Worst-case scenario, Grindelwald finds out that the spell's master has changed—but that's about it.

His ending won't change in any way.

As for the robbery of saints, perhaps this matter is a big trouble in the eyes of the International Federation of Wizards, but when Felix masters the spell, he can perceive the approximate location of Grindelwald based on it, unless he keeps moving, Otherwise, Felix will find him sooner or later.

With Felix taking the lead, Grindelwald's chances of escaping are actually pretty low -- unless there are hundreds of wizards guarding him day and night.

After all, Grindelwald's own strength is no longer at its peak.

However, Felix roughly guessed a possibility: if the magic world is exposed one day and the situation is difficult, Grindelwald can be regarded as a dangerous trump card.That's probably what Dumbledore was thinking too.

……

Felix was almost double-minded. In addition to trying to control the spell, he also divided some attention on the picture presented by the mirror in mid-air. At this time, Voldemort had been awakened. He squinted his eyes and looked around. He never thought that he would appear in the in a forest.

"What is this place?" After a while, Voldemort asked softly.

At this moment, the sun was shining above their heads, the grass was green under their feet, and the wind blowing from nowhere made the leaves rustle.But not far from here, there was a huge long dragon dragging more than a dozen carriages looming. Although the memory was a little long ago, Voldemort still recognized what it was at a glance-a roller coaster that only exists in Muggle amusement parks.

Although the roller coaster built by Muggles would not be suspended on the snow-capped mountains, nor would there be any tracks underneath... But Voldemort didn't find it ugly.

"Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets," said Harry deadpan. "Felix—Hip," he paused, "make the Chamber of Secrets look like this."

"So how many kilometers below Hogwarts am I now?" Voldemort said, picking up a leaf on the ground and crushing it little by little.He smiled, his eyes glowed scarlet, "Severus! I once thought you betrayed me, it seems that I was wrong, yes, even great people make mistakes, please accept my apology, My faithful friend—"

As he spoke, he opened his arms and walked towards Harry, as if he wanted to give him a warm hug and celebrate his escape.But Voldemort stopped.

Snape's eyes made him feel very strange, there was something extra from the deathly silence emanating from the black pupils on weekdays, so hot, so dazzling, he couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye——Snape's eyes were full of It is the light of hatred.

"Severus?" he said slowly, his eyes turning darker by the minute.

"Dumbledore and Hap decided to lock you up forever, but I disagree, it's too cheap for you. I stole this from Dumbledore's office." Harry said half-truths, half-lie, Throwing the white wand to Voldemort's feet, he held Snape's wand.

Voldemort stared blankly at the wand on the ground. He was not mistaken. This was his first wand, which was extremely powerful. If Dumbledore hadn't snatched it away, he would never have thought of looking for a replacement.

He thought he had lost it forever, but at this moment, his wand appeared dramatically before his eyes.

Without the joy of regaining what was lost, he was even more surprised by Snape's attitude. "Pick it up, let's duel." Harry explained his purpose coldly, "I have placed anti-apparition spells around you, and you can't escape." Voldemort looked at him with evil eyes, and Harry thought he would say Something, such as asking him why, but Voldemort didn't, he stretched out his hand, and the wand on the ground flew into his hand with a "swish".

Long fingertips brushed lightly over his own wand. "I didn't know you hated me so much, Severus? Why?" Voldemort hissed.In fact, most of his energy was spent on checking his wand to see if it had been tampered with. At this moment, strength was the key.Of course, he was also very interested in knowing why his servant's attitude suddenly changed.

He'd thought at first that Snape had been sent by Dumbledore or Hemp for some ulterior purpose, but he didn't think so now.

"Of course I—" Harry said automatically.

"Don't lie to me!" snapped Voldemort. "You think I can't see the hate in your eyes?" He raised his wand suddenly, as fast as he could, as if his previous weakness had been a faux pas.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

"Armor protection!"

A curse flashed across Harry's hair, his heart was pounding, he hadn't expected Voldemort's sudden attack, he instinctively fought back, but he was right - he was here to die, not to lose control and be tortured by Voldemort.

Voldemort looked even angrier, and shot spells again and again, but none of them were death curses. He still had reason and wanted to catch Snape and force him to extract information from his mind.

"How dare you rebel against me! Rebel against your loyal master? Why?" he growled loudly.

"I thought you should have thought of it earlier - because of Lily Evans." After a silent confrontation, Harry said, the quiet voice was full of hatred, as if he had become the real Snape, using his mouth spoke: "You took her life."

"Liar! You said you didn't care about that woman at all and would find someone better - honestly!" cried Voldemort.

"Oh, think about it, of course I would have said that at the time, otherwise how could I have continued to stay undercover among the Death Eaters? Think about it, Voldemort, why have you failed so often? Because I am no longer yours, and I am no longer yours. Much earlier than you imagined—since you chased and killed her and her family, I took refuge in Dumbledore. After Lily died, my only purpose in life was—”

"I hope - you - die." Harry said word by word.

"Ridiculous!" cried Voldemort, out of anger.He couldn't bear to be deceived, especially like a clown for more than ten years, but a voice told him that all of this was true: Snape didn't betray him recently, from beginning to end, His allegiance is a disguise.And he actually let the traitor occupy a high position, continuously passing all kinds of information to Dumbledore.He even regarded Snape as his masterpiece.This was nothing less than a huge blow to him.

Harry felt the resentment in Voldemort's heart, and the magic power accumulated in the tip of the wand, so he decided to add another weight.

"You don't know that yet, do you? Severus Snape's Patronus is a doe, like Lily Evans', which never changes! Shall I show you? Look, hoo Guardian of God—"

A silver creature is looming.Harry didn't let it fully reveal itself, the huge horns were hidden in the silver mist.

"You're a buffoon, Voldemort," he said contemptuously.

Harry succeeded, Voldemort was completely enraged, and he was full of killing intent.Then, a green light flashed.The strong desire to survive screamed in Harry's mind, telling him to get out of the way, but he realized that he couldn't do it, and the conflict caused him to lift the wand in his hand only an inch before being hit by Voldemort.

Harry fell to the ground, lifeless.

"Awada gnawed on the big tile!" The voice came slowly.

At the same time, Voldemort also felt a sudden, piercing pain, and he fell on his back...

After an unknown amount of time, Harry heard someone calling his name. The voice was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. All the stress is gone.

He wanted to lie down a little longer (though he wasn't sure where he was lying), but the voice kept urging him on, growing clearer and stronger, and he, like a drowning man, went from the most wonderful Falling back into cold reality.

Harry opened his eyes, looked at the old face close at hand, and suddenly became sober.

"I—Professor Dumbledore?"

"You slept like hell, Harry." Dumbledore said happily, "I've been calling you for a long time."

"Oh, sorry, why am I here? Wasn't I dueling Voldemort?" Harry asked.

"Think about it, Harry." Dumbledore said encouragingly, his tone was exactly the same as when he was discussing the problem with Harry in class.

"I……"

Harry tried to remember, his memory was a little fuzzy, but when he decided to think about it, those memories came back immediately, vividly, he clearly remembered what happened, he went to the Chamber of Secrets to duel with Voldemort, to be precise, Is to die.He remembers the whole process.

He even recalled the first time Aunt Marge came to visit the Dursleys, when his face was swollen from fingernails, when he was only two years old.Under normal circumstances, he would never be able to remember such a long time ago.

Under normal circumstances, he should also feel angry, but at this moment, his heart was very peaceful, without any waves - he remembered, but he didn't have much emotion.

"Where is this place?"

"Where do people go when they die?" Dumbledore asked lightly.

"I, am I dead?"

"Although it is very close to that state, but... no, you are still alive, in the gap between life and death." Dumbledore said.He blinked. "Harry, I suggest you better get dressed. Just think about it."

Harry looked down and found himself completely naked, and even in this strange state he couldn't help feeling embarrassed.He followed Dumbledore's suggestion, and as soon as the idea of ​​'clothes' flashed in his mind, an extra set of clothes appeared on his body.

Harry got up from the ground when he saw that the mist had cleared, and there was a village behind Dumbledore.

"This is Godric's Hollow?"

　This plot should end tomorrow, and I can't finish writing today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)