[HP] Aunt of the Savior

"Harry! Harry!"

In a daze, Harry heard someone calling his name.However, when he struggled to open his eyes, the first thing he saw was the busy back of the school doctor Madam Pomfrey.She was changing the sheets on the empty hospital bed next to Harry.And he himself was lying on a bed covered with crisp white linen sheets. Obviously, he was now in the school hospital.

Harry's consciousness was still a little groggy, but this did not prevent him from remembering that he should have been in front of Professor Snape's office before he passed out.He thought, Professor Snape must have sent him here.So he looked around vigorously, but apart from Madam Pomfrey, there was no one else in the room, which made Harry feel a little lost.

Madam Pomfrey might have cast some spell on Harry's bed, and when he woke up, she knew immediately, and gave him a full body check with a wave of her wand. "I'm glad you woke up so soon, it's getting late, you'd better stay here for the night, I'll tell Professor McGonagall. Get a good night's sleep and I'll come back and do it for you in the morning A check. Would you like a glass of water?"

After Harry declined her kindness, she could not help Harry draw the long curtain in front of the bed, turned off the lights in the room, turned and left.

The moonlight outside the window shone on Harry's bedside through the window, and Harry blinked, feeling that he was not sleepy at all.His head was aching, and what happened just now made him unable to regain his composure.

"I remember, just now Madam Pomfrey told you to sleep, instead of staring... in a daze?"

Harry was startled by the sudden sound.But he quickly recognized the owner of the usually deep and cold voice, which was now very gentle to him. "Professor Snape?"

Snape took off the Invisibility Cloak, and Harry realized that he was standing in front of the window.Under the moonlight, Harry could even clearly see Professor Snape's frown tightly, which made him a little nervous unconsciously, and he was not even in the mood to pay attention to why the invisibility cloak was in Professor Snape's hands. inside.

Snape sat down beside Harry's bed, stretched out his hand to brush the messy hair on his forehead, and gently stroked the famous lightning-shaped scar with his fingers. "Does it still hurt here?"

"Another point."

Snape's fingers paused, and gently massaged Harry's forehead with the gentle way he usually treats potion ingredients. "Would this make you feel better?"

Professor Snape's actions made Harry feel a little hot in his eye sockets.Desperately resisting the urge to cry, he nodded.

"If Mr. Potter doesn't want to sleep now, can he tell me what happened tonight?" But despite his gentle behavior, Snape still had no expression on his face, but whispered in a calm voice. asked.

Only then did Harry intermittently tell Snape what happened to him that night.

Harry was indeed the first to arrive in the hall this evening, as Hermione and Neville knew.Shortly after him, Malfoy arrived.

"Malfoy said some...very...hateful things. We...um...argued a few more words. Later, Malfoy proposed to have another Quidditch match, and the loser would have to do all the labor and service .I thought, he must want to take the opportunity to avoid labor service, so I... agreed."

Having said that, Harry glanced at Professor Snape with some anxiety.But Snape didn't say anything, and continued to massage Harry's scar, "Keep talking."

"We went to the broom shed to get the broom together. Malfoy walked in front of me, but just as I passed outside the Forbidden Forest, I suddenly felt..." Harry blinked his green eyes in confusion, as if he didn't know what to do. How to express your experience. "I feel like I have to go in."

Seeing Professor Snape's stern expression, Harry hastened to add: "I know it's wrong, but I just feel it's wrong. I... I feel like I can't control myself, like sleepwalking, until I come to the Forbidden Forest Then... when there was an open space there, I became a little more awake."

Harry hoped Professor Snape hadn't noticed his unnatural pause just now.He almost told about the last time he secretly followed Professor Snape to the Forbidden Forest to eavesdrop on his conversation with Professor Quirrell.In fact, he only regained consciousness suddenly when he walked to the clearing where Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell were talking.

"Then, I saw a unicorn running out from the depths of the Forbidden Forest. It stumbled and was seriously injured, with silvery white blood flowing from the wound..." Harry avoided Snape a little ashamed. Staring at the professor's black eyes, "I, I'm a little worried, so I want to follow and have a look."

Snape snorted heavily and stopped rubbing Harry's scar. "It seems that Mr. Harry Potter has completely forgotten how powerful and difficult a unicorn is. What makes you confidently think that you can help a unicorn?!"

Professor Snape's criticism made Harry blush.He had indeed completely forgotten this common sense at that time, he only thought that Hagrid had mentioned that there seemed to be something wrong with the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, which made him unable to keep up with the unicorn.

In the dark Forbidden Forest, the white unicorn is an obvious target.Harry found it quickly.At that time, it had already fallen to the ground, its eyes wide open helplessly, and its white mane shone like pearls in the dark night.The bleak yet beautiful scene left Harry standing dumbfounded until he saw a hooded figure suddenly slip out of the darkness like a vampire bat, then bend down and lay on top of the unicorn , close to its wound to suck its blood.

Harry felt that this scene was horrific, and he couldn't help but backed away, but he tripped over the tree roots behind him and fell to the ground.Immediately aware of Harry's presence, the figure raised his head and seemed to be staring at Harry.

Harry narrated the scene as calmly as possible, but it was difficult for him to keep his voice absolutely calm and calm. When talking about what happened at that time, he was even a little weak: "At that time, I felt that my The forehead hurts like being pierced, and the scar is burning. I...I have never felt so much pain...It hurts so much that I can't stand up..."

Seeing Harry's pitiful look, Snape snorted angrily, stretched out his hand again, and massaged Harry's forehead again. "Mr. Harry Potter is always very lucky, and it seems that this time is no exception?"

"I met the centaur." Harry smiled slightly. "He said his name was Firenze, and he chased away that terrible figure, and sent me to the edge of the Forbidden Forest—but the other centaurs didn't seem too happy about what he did, they kept talking about the stars of."

Harry internalized what the centaurs seemed to think he should die in the Forest tonight.

"Firenzia..." Snape muttered the name silently. "It's not surprising. Centaurs have always been reluctant to deal with humans, let alone provide help. Your luck is very good. I don't think there will be too many centaurs like Mr. Firenze. Is it better now?"

"It's much better. By the way, Professor Snape, there is one more thing... Firenze hinted at me..." Snape's gentle massage undoubtedly worked, and as he spoke out the backlog of things in his heart, Harry felt drowsiness starting to hit him in waves, but he pulled himself together and finished the matter: "He hinted at me...that hooded figure, could be Voldemort...could it be that person? "

"I don't know." Snape said after a moment of silence. "you should go to bed."

"Well, I'm glad you can accompany me... I'm so glad I went to you for help..." Harry yawned big, "Just now, I was worried that I couldn't find your office, but it was strange . . . those candles glow green, do you know that . . . ”

Harry wondered if those green lights were hallucinations from his headache, but he was so sleepy that he fell asleep before Professor Snape could answer.

Snape looked at Harry's sleeping face in silence, carefully folded the Invisibility Cloak, and placed it under his robes.Then he cast an illusion spell on himself, and left the school hospital quietly.

"Thank you, Severus." Jody waited until he got back to the cellar, said in a low and tired voice.

She had been there when Harry came to Snape's office for help, and no words could describe how she felt when he saw Harry pass out.But no matter how much she worried about Harry, no matter how much she wished to comfort Harry, she couldn't.She couldn't even take Harry to the hospital hospital like Snape could, even though Snape needed to wear the cloak to do so.

"Joe, you don't need to tell me that." Snape held out his arm, and let Jody fall into his arms. "Also, there are many things... you are not responsible for it alone, you understand what I mean?" He whispered in Jody's ear, "It's the same even if that person comes back."

"Yes, I understand." Jody bit her lower lip lightly, "I understand, I won't do anything, and now is not the most suitable time. We have to wait for news from the Blacks..."

Snape nodded: "Now it is almost certain that the Dark Lord has indeed sneaked into Hogwarts, so Dumbledore plans to set a trap for the Dark Lord, and the bait is the Philosopher's Stone that he needs most. These days, I will work hard Try to convince Quirrell that the storage location of the Sorcerer's Stone has been secretly transferred by Dumbledore, and it is a wonderful opportunity when the new defense measures have not been fully arranged, and they will definitely not be able to resist."

"Will Quirrell be fooled?"

"If he really wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone for the Dark Lord, he would."