[HP] Dark Lord's pet

Dumbledore looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly thought of that snowy night.

At that time, he was sitting behind the desk, talking to Fox for a while that no one could understand.

Suddenly, he stopped, and Fox was equally quiet.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and a light flashed on Dumbledore's half-moon glasses. He said loudly, "Come in."

Olivia walked in like this. She was wearing a thick magic cloak, and the fur on her shoulders was covered with snowflakes.

"Good evening, Olivia." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Not very good," Olivia said impatiently, she unceremoniously took off her cloak and hung it on the hanger by the fireplace.

Dumbledore waved his wand considerately, and the fire in the fireplace burned brighter.He said lightly, "I'm surprised to see you, Olivia, my child."

Different from his relaxation, Olivia was obviously a little annoyed. She stared at Dumbledore and elongated her tone: "Really? Professor, I thought you contacted me over and over again just for such a day?"

Dumbledore smiled even more happily, and he touched the pink bell hanging from the very carefully braided beard: "I just gave you one more choice, but I am very happy to see that you finally chose the right path. "

He tapped his wand, and a cup of black tea appeared on the table.

Only then did Olivia leave from the warm fireplace and sit on a chair.She sighed and stared at Dumbledore sharply: "If you thought the same way 50 years ago, you don't have to worry so much now!"

Dumbledore froze with a smile: "Oh, this is indeed one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made. You have to forgive an old man for his inconsideration. I often regret it, even if I figured it out earlier."

He sighed, then looked at Olivia: "So, Olivia, my child, how can I help you this time?"

Olivia took a sip of black tea, her eyes turned around the neat and orderly principal's room, and finally stopped on Fox.

Dumbledore didn't interrupt her contemplation, he lowered his eyes.He knows that she needs to make a difficult but correct decision tonight, just like he did back then.

Olivia took another sip of black tea, and she looked at Dumbledore: "Professor, I don't understand, many people are looking forward to, looking forward to the final duel between two extremely powerful wizards, just like [-] Years..."

Her gaze swept across Dumbledore's calm eyes, the crooked bridge of the nose that was obviously broken, and fell on his neat silver-white beard, and she suddenly felt a little familiar, and she withdrew her thoughts: "[-] You stood up in [-], so I want to ask you, when are you going to fight this time?"

"You know, Olivia." Dumbledore said, with a smile on his face: "If a duel can really end everything, then I swear this will have a result long ago."

"Really? Would you like to?" Olivia put down her teacup and leaned forward.

Dumbledore had rare doubts in his eyes, and he looked at Olivia carefully, without saying a word.

"It's like this again!" Olivia smiled bitterly: "Every time I am stared at by such eyes, I feel that I have nothing to hide, and you always know everything."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"I know what you want to know, professor, I can't answer your doubts." Olivia lowered her eyes: "This is a ridiculous thing. Killing is a cruel atrocity. He did the most evil thing. Love can save him...he recovered very well..."

Olivia looked at the pale blue snowflakes piled higher and higher on the window sill outside, and fell silent again.Dumbledore looked at her quietly, with some sadness in his eyes.

Olivia withdrew her gaze and looked directly at Dumbledore: "You say love is great, so does love bring pain or joy?"

Dumbledore didn't speak, a bitterness flashed in his eyes.

Olivia noticed it, and she had a doubt, she felt ridiculous, and changed the subject again: "If, I mean if, let him disappear... almost completely disappear, but you need to pay your life, you Do you want to?" Olivia looked at Dumbledore with some inquiry and apology in her eyes.

Dumbledore smiled gently: "Olivia, I've lived for 120 years, which is long enough, so how can I be reluctant?"

"Is 120 years a long time?" Olivia lowered her head, as if she was calculating: "It's still a long time, and I will be 80 years old in 120 years! It's so long...Professor, I don't understand, you said there is After such a long life, why do you still pursue longevity?"

"It's his misfortune." Dumbledore said decisively, "He doesn't know that some things are worse than death."

Olivia smiled, obviously convinced by this reason.

"The children are all grown up, Professor," Olivia raised her teacup again, "I see that you are raising Potter as your successor, which is great...I mean, there is no other immortality in the Dark Lord He also needs an heir. It's time for the children to exercise."

"Yes!" Dumbledore nodded knowingly: "The world belongs to them after all."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Olivia suddenly stared at Dumbledore's neat silver-white beard: "Your beard is so beautiful, Professor, I remember you had brown hair when you were young, didn't you?"

Dumbledore touched the beard with Olivia's gaze, and smiled happily: "Oh, yes, yes, a very beautiful color!"

Olivia stood up suddenly, she walked around the chair expressionlessly, a sudden but reasonable idea hit her mind, making her dizzy.She finally looked at Dumbledore: "Just to be on the safe side, Professor, I need an Unbreakable Charm."

Dumbledore looked at Olivia who was suddenly a little irritable, and said calmly, "Of course."

He grabbed a handful of Floo powder and stuck his head into the fireplace.

After a while, Snape appeared in the headmaster's room.

He glanced at Olivia gloomyly and vigilantly, and stood aside silently.

"Oh, Severus, I need to make an unbreakable oath, maybe you'd like to be our witness?"

Snape glanced at Dumbledore in surprise, then turned to Olivia, neither of them looked at him.

"Okay." He finally said coldly, and took out his wand.Under his gaze, the two held each other's right hands.

"Professor, I must say that my promise does not include the piece on Potter's head. You should also know that it is small and insignificant. I think you can understand?"

Porter? !Snape looked at the two men puzzled and uneasily. What were they discussing?

Although Dumbledore felt a little pity, he still nodded his head to express his understanding.Obviously, he had no intention of answering Snape's questions, he looked at Snape, urging him with his eyes.

This made Snape purse his lips in displeasure, but he still tapped the tip of his wand onto their clasped hands.

Olivia motioned for Dumbledore to start.

"Olivia, are you willing to do everything you can, except Harry's piece, to make Voldemort disappear completely?"

Snape stared at Olivia and Dumbledore in horror, as if watching two lunatics, they actually made such an oath!

"I would." Olivia said calmly.

A tongue of flame shot from the tip of Snape's wand and wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Professor Dumbledore, after the Dark Lord disappears, are you willing to keep your promise and pay the same price?"

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, at the message contained in the oath: "I do."

The second fire snake spewed out, intertwined with the first one, forming a thin chain.Then it slowly disappeared on their hands, leaving a thin mark.

"You can kill him yourself, why make him make such an oath?" Snape asked Olivia with an ugly face.

She raised her eyebrows, and said calmly: "Of course it's because he has lived long enough, 120 years!"

She walked to the fireplace, took off her cloak and put it on her arms, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Dumbledore, before going to the door.Snape's eyes followed her figure, and she stopped at the door, turned her back to them, and said something inexplicably: "The battlefield is not here, everything will end eventually."

When she put her hand on the handle and was about to open the door, she suddenly thought of something and seemed to want to turn around, but in the end she just turned sideways: "If you keep your promise, I will prepare a gift for you."

Dumbledore nodded, not paying much attention to the gift.

She opened the door and walked out, Snape's face was ugly: "Dumbledore—"

"Dumbledore!"

Only then did Dumbledore come back to his senses. He glanced at the uneasy Death Eaters on the second floor opposite, and turned his gaze to Snape who called him just now.

He touched his left forearm and nodded with an ugly face.

A silver feathered snake patron saint suddenly rushed to the center of the field and handed Arnold a letter.

He watched in silence for a while, then suddenly raised his head: "My mother, Olivia Star, she is the greatest woman in this world! The battlefield is not here, now let's continue—"

As his voice fell, the restless Death Eaters fell silent instantly.

Dumbledore watched all this in silence, then suddenly laughed and beckoned Harry over.He reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder: "The world belongs to you, Harry, remember, make the right choice."

Dumbledore passed the puzzled Harry, nodded to Snape with a complex expression, and appeared outside the arena in an instant.

He read the spell on the parchment, and while he was waiting, he suddenly remembered that sentence.

"The battlefield is not here..." He muttered the words that impressed him deeply, and calmly raised his lips: "Everything will eventually end..."

A black mist enveloped him, the feeling of weightlessness came over him, and Dumbledore let his senses go.

He believes that a mother's love for her child will remove any obstacles for him, so this is the end...

Messy fragments flashed before Dumbledore's eyes. This is his life... Memories surged, and finally stayed on a person who was laughing... Ah, it was him...

After a long time, Dumbledore felt a rough hand wipe the corner of his eyes, and he opened them suddenly, widening them in surprise.

"Gellert!"

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