[HP] Aunt of the Savior

"Hi, Harry. Hi, Hermione."

"Oh, Ron, Lavender." Hermione turned her head and smiled sweetly, which made her not at all like her usual self. "Besides Quidditch, Viktor is pretty good at dancing, isn't he?"

"Of course!" Ron's voice suddenly became louder, and he seemed to use all his strength to restrain his eyebrows from raising angrily. "Then I wish you a good time."

Lavender let out a giggle, wrapped Ron's arm tightly, and led him away.

Ron's loud voice pulled Harry out of his dazed state, and Harry noticed that after the warriors started dancing, other teachers and students also got up and danced one by one.

Except for Ron and Lavender, everyone else was spinning around Harry.Dumbledore invited Madame Maxime; Professor McGonagall was circling with Ludo Bagman, Ludo's big belly made the distance between the two of them seem too big; Neville was awkwardly dancing with Ginny For fear of stepping on her feet, Ginny smiled nervously while dancing, and Ginny encouraged him in a low voice while laughing; Fred and Angelina danced so wildly that people had to avoid them.

Unlike other people who were completely immersed in the atmosphere of the ball, Snape stood alone in the corner of the dance floor, holding a glass of wine with a tense face, out of tune with the atmosphere of the entire Christmas ball.

Seeing those students hugging and dancing together with silly smiles on their faces made him feel extremely bored.Every time Hogwarts held a ball, he would think of the scene of Jody in his arms that year. Even recalling that scene now, he can still make the corners of his cold mouth a trace of untraceable sweetness. .After Jody returned to Hogwarts, they always returned to the room early on Christmas Eve to dance together-but this year, he might not be able to dance with Jody.

"Severus." Karkaroff slipped nervously to Snape's side, rubbing his hands, carefully making sure no one was looking at them now, and whispered, "Can we go for a walk?"

Snape snorted coldly, put down his glass and followed him out of the auditorium.

Harry, who had just escaped from the "war" between Ron and Hermione to get a drink, happened to see this scene, and he couldn't help frowning, feeling a little curious in his heart: Could it be that Professor Snape and that man named Card? Is Karloff's guy on good terms?

Harry hated Karkaroff when he arrived at Hogwarts from Durmstrang.Because he always behaved very disgustingly, and his attitude towards Krum and other students was completely different.And in the competition of the first event, he was very eccentric and only gave five points to Harry, and ten points to his school's warrior Krum.

"Harry?" Luna looked curiously at Harry holding two bottles of butterbeer.

Harry put down the bottle, gestured to Luna to silence, and quietly pulled her out of the auditorium with Snape and Karkaroff.He touched his wand in the pocket of his robes.Even though it was a ball, he still brought his wand with him - thanks to this, he was able to put a warming spell on himself and Luna. He looked at Professor Snape not far in front of him and thought for a while, then used the flying The curse summoned his own invisibility cloak, covering himself and Luna under it.

Luna smiled at him under the invisibility cloak, then stared at Karkaroff in front of her and said in a low voice, "My father said that Karkaroff was possessed by a black bug, which is an infectious disease. Very strong and horrible creature. The Ministry of Magic made a mistake in letting him go, but it's a good thing he didn't stay in England."

"He was caught by the Ministry of Magic?" Harry was taken aback.He suddenly thought of one thing, Karkaroff seemed to be particularly afraid of Moody, and Draco Malfoy and his Slytherin friends seemed to be surprisingly honest this year... and Moody Professor Dee is an Auror who hunts Dark wizards and Death Eaters...

Harry felt his heart tense as they approached the two grown wizards in front of them slowly, making sure they could hear what they were saying.They crept carefully along a path among the rose bushes, which were especially densely arranged, without making any noticeable movement.It's not easy because there are many couples hiding in these bushes.Luna looked at those couples who looked like conjoined twins with great interest, and concluded that there were indeed sucking goblins in the roses.And Harry wished his glasses could add a filter function, otherwise he would be so hot that he would explode if he hid under the cloak with Luna and listened to her whispering in his ear about what sucked goblins.

Finally, they were close enough to hear Snape and Karkaroff talking.Karkaroff seemed to want to run away, he clutched his left arm, flustered and terrified.In contrast, Snape's attitude seemed a little excited.

"Are you scared, Igor?" Snape raised an eyebrow, looking at Karkaroff with that emotionless smirk. "Before you betrayed your companion, why didn't you consider the possibility of today?" His voice was soft and cold: "After you did something like that, how dare you come to ask me... Igor?"

"You, you are not much better than me, Severus!" Karkaroff bit his lip, "You took refuge with Dumbledore, didn't you?"

"Well, run if you want to! Maybe I'll excuse you!" said Snape in a smooth voice. "I promise you I will, but I'm staying at Hogwarts..."

Karkaroff's face turned gray, and he begged Snape in a low voice: "No, you can't, Severus... By the way, I have news about her, I have news about Jody Potter , you have to help me..."

Harry's eyes widened, wondering how Professor Snape would answer Karkaroff.

However, just as Professor Snape's lips moved twice, the conversation was interrupted by a couple who bumped into Snape without seeing the surrounding situation.Snape scowled, deducted points loudly, and went back to the castle with Karkaroff.It can be seen that their conversation just now may not continue.

Harry looked at their backs with some disappointment, and then hurriedly got out from under the invisibility cloak. The cold Christmas wind blew on his face, and he felt that he finally calmed down a little.Even facing the fire dragon will not make him more nervous than the situation just now.Luna was so close to him, causing an indescribable urge to squirm in his heart. He tried his best to find his own voice, trying to satisfy his urge to talk.

However, before Harry spoke, Luna supported the Invisibility Cloak with her hands, and looked at him with her big misty eyes, she seemed to be a little surprised now: "Harry, are you not feeling well? "

Everything Harry wanted to say slipped back into his stomach at once, and he couldn't help sighing inwardly.Luna's innocent eyes told him that at least they were in a different mood now.Luna, who is always immersed in those whimsical thoughts, is still an innocent little girl.

He looked at the little girl in front of him, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and stroked a strand of blond hair from Luna's forehead behind her ear. "Maybe it's the glass of mead I had with dinner just now."

"Oh," Luna touched the earring regretfully. "If only I was wearing an airship plum today, it can soothe the hangover."

"No, I think you are very beautiful like this." Harry couldn't help laughing when he thought of the fruit that looked like a baby carrot, "It's cold outside, you go back to the auditorium first, I'll be back in a while."

"Okay," Luna looked at the invisibility cloak in her hand, "what about it?"

"Return to where it came from." Harry whispered the spell, tapped on the Invisibility Cloak, and sent it back to Gryffindor Tower.Then, looking at the back of Luna leaving, she slumped her shoulders in frustration. "oh……"

"Boy, there are times when we can't be too impatient..." Professor Moody, who appeared out of nowhere, startled Harry. "Sorry, I didn't want to bother you just now, Potter."

"Professor Moody, good evening." Harry didn't know when Professor Moody found out that he was here. He always felt that the magic eye that could only see through everything could also see through the invisibility cloak, which made him very sad. Uneasy, lest Professor Moody find out the fact that he eavesdropped. "Well... why are you here?"

"Well, don't be shy," said Professor Moody gruffly, waving his wand to fend off some fairies that flew towards him.The two of them walked along the path at a very slow speed, and happened to see two huge figures sitting together not far away.Harry recognized it, it was Madam Maxime and Hagrid, and he sincerely wished Hagrid a better luck than himself.Professor Moody turned his head, grinned at Harry, and walked away from Hagrid and the others, "Let's go this way—the auditorium is too lively, it's not suitable for people of my age, I'll come out to get some air... Ah, it seems that you and I are not the only ones coming out to breathe."

"Mr. Potter, Professor Moody." Barty Crouch appeared in front of them pale, looking as if he was about to faint.The weather was so cold, but there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Crouch." Harry noticed that Professor Moody's tone suddenly became cold. "You don't look well?"

"Oh, yes, indeed." Mr. Crouch took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe off his sweat, but the handkerchief slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.He looked weak and crumbling, as if he couldn't bend down to pick it up: "Sorry, Mr. Potter, could you please help me pick up the handkerchief?"

"Oh, yes, Mr. Crouch." Harry took a strange look at Barty Crouch, who was panting quickly, and picked up the handkerchief dropped in front of him.

However, just when Harry's fingers touched the handkerchief, he suddenly felt something tickle his navel, and his whole body was swept into a colorful whirlwind.As he spun, he realized that Professor Moody was beside him, and his hand seemed to be grabbing the handkerchief... He found that Professor Moody was looking at him and smiling, with his normal eye and magical eyes. magic eye...

At last he felt his feet on solid ground again, and he found himself standing in a cemetery with Professor Moody beside him.

The cemetery was gloomy, there were a few sparse yew trees not far away, and flickering Muggle lanterns could be seen in the distance, outlining the outline of the church.Harry pulled out his wand nervously, "Professor, we are now..."

However, something unexpected happened to Harry.Professor Moody, who was standing beside him, suddenly grinned and pointed his wand at him.

Then Harry heard footsteps, and a short, hooded figure walking towards him.The moment the figure approached him, Harry felt his forehead sting like a fire.He had never experienced such a severe headache, and he felt that the scar seemed to be burning again. The pain made him unable to even stand up. His knees were weak, and he dropped his wand and fell to his knees on the ground.

What happened next made Harry feel like he was having a nightmare.

He was tied to the tombstone with a rope magically conjured by Professor Moody. Then, Professor Moody's face began to change. The incomplete parts and scars on his face disappeared. On the land, the hair seems to be retracted into the scalp, and the color has changed from gray to straw color.It wasn't Moody anymore, but a somewhat familiar young man Harry hadn't seen before.He looked at Harry, and grinned at him the same way he'd just pointed his wand at Harry.

It's Polyjuice Potion, this Moody is a fake... Harry was amazed that he could think like this when he was having a splitting headache, and he suddenly realized what was keeping him awake - Occlumency .This came as a pleasant surprise to Harry.

So he began to try to clear his mind as he usually practiced, and immediately found that his headaches began to subside, his mind began to clear, he even heard the sound of snakes crawling around, it made a hissing sound, but Harry I can hear it laughing...

The short man who appeared suddenly was busy setting up the stone cauldron, his hood fell off, and through the dark night, Harry saw the face of Wormtail that he hated.In Wormtail's arms, cradling a wriggling, disgusting thing that looked like a ball of meat, he urged Wormtail to lower himself into the huge stone cauldron.

Then Wormtail started waving his wand and chanting spells Harry had never heard before: his father's bones...the servant's flesh...the enemy's blood...

His father's bones were removed from the grave, and Harry saw Tom Riddle's name written on the tombstone.

Immediately afterwards, Harry watched in horror as Wormtail chopped off his right hand with a silver dagger, and at the same time let out a creepy scream.But what frightened him even more was that the young straw-haired man stared at Wormtail with envy or jealousy, wishing he could do it himself.

And finally the blood of the enemy... yeah, Harry thought, looking at the disgusting liquid in the cauldron, who better to be Voldemort's enemy than the Boy Who Lived?That's why Voldemort designed to kidnap himself to this place, isn't it?

He'd known that wriggling ball of flesh from the moment he'd had a headache, and he was praying inwardly that the potion wouldn't work, that the ball-like thing would drown in the cauldron.But in the end he was disappointed.

When the white smoke dissipated, a figure of a man appeared in the cauldron. It was a figure that often appeared in Harry's nightmares. His face was as pale as wax, his nose was flat, his eyes were blood red——Voldemort was resurrected .