When the savior is no longer the savior

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It was very late, but the Potter family in the valley was still brightly lit, and the whole family stood in the garden together—although not all of them were willing to do so.

But fortunately, they didn't have to wait long in this still cold night—soon, a muffled rumbling sound came from the sky, two points of light turned from dark to bright, and finally dazzling—Sirius' motorcycle stopped. in the garden.

"Harry? Sirius?" Lily who was standing in the garden was the first to speak, but the sound of the motorcycle turning off blocked his voice.

Sirius turned off the headlights. Seeing everyone standing in the garden waiting, he was obviously taken aback: "James, you don't think I'm going to get lost, do you...?"

"Of course not," James said dryly, looking extremely reluctant.

Sirius understood, he looked at Lily and Il, then at Harry, and gave each other a very sympathetic look.

James looked like he was about to say something, but before that, Lily's stern, angry voice sounded: "Sirius, won't you give Harry a Warming Charm?"

"What?" Sirius didn't understand.But at this moment, he noticed that the child who came in his car was pale and his lips were obviously purple-it looked really frozen.

"The Warming Charm!" Lily repeated, holding Harry's hand, emphatically, her face very ugly. "He's freezing."

Sirius didn't quite know how to answer - God knows he didn't even think about putting a warming spell on himself.

"Hey," James smoothed things over, "Lily, it's not Sirius' fault."

In fact, Lily knew she had lost her composure after she finished speaking, and she closed her eyes wearily: "...I'm sorry, Sirius," she said, "but you were there that day, you should know that Harry is not in good health Great."

Asking a man to keep an eye on the health or well-being of other people's children... Neither James nor Sirius spoke.

Lily looked at them angrily for a while, then finally gave up. She rolled her eyes at them, turned to Harry and said, "Harry, you need to take a hot bath first - and then rest!"

This tone has gone beyond advice and approximated orders.

Finally heaving a sigh of relief, Harry rubbed his face and said to Lily, "Okay... Besides," he glanced at Sirius, "although it's cold, the speed is great."

Sirius looked quite surprised, he raised his eyebrows, stared at Harry for a while and said, "Oh, James, you remember the first time Il made my motorcycle, he said the first What is the sentence?"

"'I'm freezing, but the speed is fantastic'." It wasn't James who spoke, but Il, who had been squirming since Sirius and Harry arrived.

"Harry," he stepped forward hesitantly, "welcome to my house..."

Harry looked around at the people.

With the not-so-bright light from inside the room, he could see the anticipation on the faces of Lily and Il, as well as James' resigned acquiescence, and of course, Sirius staring at him a little bored and concerned The gaze...was it because of what Lily said just now?

They are not evil.Harry thought.

Yes, of course, he never thought they were hateful... See, when he tried to get close to them, they actually tried to accept him.

It's just that he needs too much.

They can't feel it, they can't give it.

Thus he wallows in pain.

Nor can they be happy.

It's time to end.He said to himself, feeling lost, but no longer in pain.

Harry, you get it, you always did.

They are still them, but you are no longer you.

"Thank you." In the dark night, Harry looked up and smiled at Il.With his hands in his pockets, his expression was natural and gentle, just like ordinary friends meeting each other.

"Thank you," he said again, "... for your trouble."

your home.

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51. Interlude...

Harry finally officially began life in Godric's Hollow.

However, to the surprise of everyone—yes, everyone, from Lily and the James family to Sirius, who also lived in Godric's Valley temporarily—the child who came to the valley was not what they thought. inserted into their lives as they would.

On the contrary, almost everyone felt that the child's sense of existence had become weak.

Lily, the most sensitive, found that Harry's attitude became natural from the night he moved in. He would greet them, and would not hesitate to ask for any needs, but his eyes no longer chased them. Suddenly, the strong emotions that were revealed no longer appeared.And the time he stayed alone became longer, and many times—even when there were other people around—he would fall into deep thought, just like the previous chasing for no reason, this time, he also easily separated himself from others Open a clear distance.

As for El, James and Sirius, it was much simpler. They just saw that the newly joined boy who lived temporarily was surprisingly busy. He went out early every morning, and most of the time he could only stay in the He came back at dinner time - and once it happened on even-numbered days of the week, he had to learn potions from Snape, so he couldn't even see anyone for dinner.

However, this does not mean that Harry is not polite. In fact, every morning, Harry will tell other people about tomorrow's plan in advance. The so-called plan is just when he will go out and come back, and whether he will eat here.As for what he was doing, he didn't say a word.

Almost everyone feels that there is not one more member in the family, but just a diner or tenant.

——Maybe originally, it was just a diner or a tenant?

The situation didn't really please anyone in the room.

In the afternoon, James, who was on vacation, and Sirius, who happened to be free, opened a bottle of wine on the sofa in the living room, chatting with each other while drinking.

Il practiced Occlumency hard in the room. They commented on the internal problems of the Ministry of Magic for a while, and then talked about the Black family and the contradiction between pure blood and Muggle, and then the topic naturally turned to Harry who is not here now. body.

"I really don't know what's going on right now." James said with a gloomy and powerless face, "Sirius, you can't imagine what kind of life I'm living now."

Sirius didn't like James at all, he smiled lazily: "Come on, man, I'm living with you now, I can see exactly what kind of life you live, I want to say, in a certain In this respect, Lily is really a wonderful woman," he said, "I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't live without her one day."

James was complacent at first, and then his face collapsed: "Oh, Padfoot, Lily's not paying attention to me anymore."

Sirius said, "Really?"

"She doesn't ask me what I want for dinner anymore," James pointed out.

Sirius rolled his eyes.

"She doesn't pay attention to how I match my clothes anymore," James pointed out again.

Sirius rolled his eyes again.

"It's all taken up by that Ravens!" James said with obvious anger on his face, "I can't imagine—"

"I can't imagine," Sirius interrupted James, "how Lily is still in love with you after living with you for so many years."

"Are you jealous?" James asked.

"Obviously, you are jealous of Ravens." Sirius replied, "Actually, you could be more mature."

"Oh, so mature to watch that kid take all of Lily's attention?" James yelled angrily. Just as he finished speaking, the door was opened, and Lily walked in with big bags and small bags.

James?Zhonglu?Potter immediately abandoned Sirius, forgot what he had said at the speed of light, and ran up happily: "Oh, Lily, do you need my help?"

It was obviously not easy to toss these things. A thin layer of sweat broke out on Lily's forehead. She panted slightly and gave James a hasty smile: "No, honey, I'm going to the kitchen to prepare. I have guests tonight."

"Ravens?" The offer was rejected, and the lost stag lowered its horns and asked listlessly and casually—Harry's behavior these days had already made him feel that the other party was just a guest.

Lily, who walked into the kitchen, poked her head out, and said dissatisfiedly, "Harry is not a guest, James—it's Severus, and I invited him over."

"Nose—" James almost blurted out his student nickname, under Lily's stern gaze, he said awkwardly, "Why did Snape come?"

"Is it hard to understand?" Lily asked.

"Well, about that," James said, "I just wanted to say that Snape hasn't been around much over the years..."

"But now that Harry is here," Lily said, "it's not surprising that Severus will come."

Sirius on the side spit out the wine directly: "Nose—Okay, Snape, will you come here for Ravens?" He and James exchanged a weird look, and it was obvious that they both understood Lily's concern for Snape's representative. What are you talking about—although Lily has been Potter for a long time, and it has been more than ten years, but despite maintaining a friendly relationship with Lily for so many years, Snape has never set foot in Potter's house except for the time of reconciliation. of.And now, for a student...?

The two exchanged thoughts with each other.Sirius murmured, "Why is he...?"

"Actually, I haven't heard from Severus yet," came Lily's voice after returning to work in the kitchen, "but I don't think there's anything uncertain about it... Well, James, the Diagon Alley A clothing store has sent the newly made dress robes, which have been washed and put in the closet, if you want, you can take them out and put them on."

Lily's words interrupted the unhealthy association between the two.

"Oh, oh, I washed it and put it in the closet." Sirius teased, "You said Lily doesn't care about you? Huh? I really can't see it."

"After Ravens!" James muttered angrily.But he didn't expect everyone to arrive. Harry, who just walked in at this time, turned his head and said, "Mr. Potter, what's the matter?"

He is still not used to this name.

James was obviously taken aback by Harry's sudden appearance - he barely heard the door open, so he really came in from the front garden just now?James couldn't help turning his head to look at the large window on his left, facing the fence at the door.

Lily in the kitchen heard Harry's voice, and she said quickly, "Are you back? Harry, go and play with Il for a while, and we'll have dinner later—Severus will come over."

Hearing this sentence, Harry's reaction was almost the same as that of James and Sirius just now.Despite the exhaustion all over his body at this time, he still asked with wide eyes in disbelief: "Professor Snape is coming?"——To the Potter's house?

"Come on, is this really so incomprehensible?" Lily came out with her hands on her waist, looking annoyed and helpless.

Two men and one boy gave Lily their eyes together to say that this was really, very, extraordinary—it was unbelievable.

Lily was defeated, and she went back to the kitchen to continue working sullenly.

James and Sirius shrugged their shoulders. Although they were in conflict, they stopped worrying about this and talked about other things.

And Harry, after greeting Sirius politely (Professor Sirius), walked up the stairs to the second floor familiarly, and couldn't help admiring Lily's place in Snape's heart as he walked— How many years has it been?Lily can actually make her mortal enemies Potter and Snape sit down for a meal. I have never seen such a powerful person—of course, Lily is indeed a good mother and a good wife...

He curled the corners of his lips in a peaceful mood.

no doubt.

Dinner starts at six o'clock sharp.

Snape wasn't late, he dressed formally, came to Godric's Hollow on time, knocked on the gate of Potter Manor - then under Lily's enthusiasm, with the same awkward expression as James Sirius, he sat down at the table superior.

Dinner begins.

Snape was absent-minded, he looked at the child who was sitting next to him, eating seriously, and couldn't help thinking about 10 minutes ago - only Merlin knew, until 10 minutes ago he was still facing the card belonging to Lily at Hogwarts Invitation, wondering whether to give it a "blaze" or "shattered bones"... oh, it's from Lily?

— who cares!

Snape, who had been hesitating about this matter for a whole day, thought angrily - even Lily, don't think that he might reconcile with a Potter!

And look what the invitation was saying - where was Harry?Merlin, what on earth did Lily think he was going to his house for a student?

He remembered that he had told Lily a long time ago that he and she could meet again, but only if she was alone, and there was no Porter or Porter involved.But now, Lily invited him and was sure he'd come over, just because of another possible Potter?

...but Harry.

Snape didn't know what he was in a daze for - wasn't it obvious what to do?Reject the invitation with an owl, go to the Great Hall for dinner, go back and continue to correct the homework of the Hogwarts students, and go back to Spider's End to teach the little devil's potion at [-] o'clock in the evening-a tiring night can finally pass .

He thought with a sullen face, his eyes fixed on the ticking clock on the wall.

41:42, 43:[-], [-]:[-]...

By the way, Snape thought again, after receiving the ten o'clock potions tutoring, he might still be able to use the remaining time to read magic books - the potions book he read last time had a good potion formula , maybe he can give it a try.

Yes, that's it, this is what he should have arranged for the whole evening.

He wouldn't ask a Potter to ruin his night.

...but Harry.

The wall clock was ticking to 51:[-].

Sitting on the chair, Snape's face became more and more gloomy...Suddenly, he cursed in a low voice, grabbed his wand and walked out——damn it, the invitation time is at six o'clock in the evening!

Only 9 minutes left!

Think of it as going to see how that little devil is living!Snape, who was striding forward, comforted himself in this way - as for the fact that he only met Harry the night before, and he was going to see Harry again in two hours?

"Merlin," Snape whispered to himself, "I believe that kid who is as stubborn as a rock and can win an award for his acting skills? Then I must be out of my mind..."

Back in time to Godric's Hollow.Just when this strange dinner, with more than half of the people thinking about it, was almost over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Lily's voice sounded: "Severus, let me say something explain."

"What?" Snape put down his knife and fork.He glanced at what was on the plate of the person next to him and found that he had only eaten half of it.This made him feel a little unhappy - all the potions these days had been wasted.

"I have applied to the Ministry of Magic to be connected to the fireplace in Spinner's End - you remember that the document has to be signed after passing." Lily's voice had not yet fallen, and the two men - James and Snape - called together Get up: "What!?"

"I apply to the Ministry of Magic to connect the two fireplaces." Lily repeated graciously.

James' face froze: "Honey, this...isn't so good?"

Lily raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

"Not very well." On a rare occasion, Snape agreed with Potter.Although he was not at all happy to do this, compared to such crazy things as "connecting the fireplace with Potter", he would rather wrong himself and go along with the other party for a while.

Lily was dissatisfied: "Severus, do you want Harry to go around half of London every night, from me to yours?"

Snape and James: "..."

for him! ?Harry, who was watching in horror, didn't expect the fire to burn himself. He deeply felt that even if Snape agreed to Lily's face now, he would definitely tear himself alive later, so he hurriedly expressed his position: "No, no— —that's nothing, I mean, it's really not a bother."

But Lily could not allow anyone to object this time, she made a final decision: "That's it, Severus, please remember to agree."

Snape and James who swallowed the slug alive: "..."

Suddenly the clock chimed the hour.

Snape stood up quickly as if he had been rescued: "The time has come, I should teach Harry potions."

Harry stood up quickly.

Lily looked regretful: "Leaving so early?"

"It's getting late, it's already eight o'clock." Snape said, as if he was afraid that Lily would make any more demands, he took Harry's hand and left in a hurry, and walked outside, saying, "You need to follow the previous The same Muggle way to get there?"

"No, Professor," said Harry.At this time, the two of them had come to the mountain path in Godric's Valley, his voice became lower, and he heard it together with the sound of the wind in the empty mountains, and there was a sense of tension and mystery.

Snape could even feel that the hand that belonged to him was trembling slightly.

Is he nervous?Snape couldn't help thinking about it.Then he suddenly realized that he was holding the other's hand.

It was a touch of warmth in the cold night.

Snape had just blinked for a moment, when Harry said in a tense voice, "Appear with a follower, Professor!"

"—A follower's appearance?"

52. Horcruxes and their own home...

The night wind wandered back and forth in the mountains quietly, and occasionally blew over the treetops, making the leaves tremble and rustle.

The lights of Potter's house had gone away, becoming points of light like stars in the night.

Snape and Harry stood on the mountain path, and under the moonlight, his eyes were sharp, and he could easily see the fine sweat on the forehead of the boy beside him - obviously not because he felt hot, but because he was nervous.

The hand that was still held by him and suddenly became hot and humid also proved this point well.

But that's not the point.

"...The entourage revealed①?" Snape's voice became low and almost a whisper.

But Harry, who was tense and faintly excited by the intense tension, didn't notice this at all, he withdrew his hand from Snape's, and subconsciously let his hands clasp tightly: "Yes, That's right, professor, the minion manifests... I bet you would, wouldn't you?"

He took a deep breath: "Let's try, I want to try... From here, go directly to Spider's End Alley."

Snape's dark eyes flickered with thought. The hidden meaning of Harry's words was self-evident, but it was precisely because of this self-evident that people were surprised...shocked.

"You know what you're talking about?" Snape asked.

Harry said, "Of course, Professor."

"That's not a particularly good idea," Snape said.

Harry smiled bitterly: "Come on, Professor, you know what this means to me."

Snape didn't speak, for a moment, he stretched out his arm: "Grab my arm."

Harry held on tightly without hesitation.

Snape said softly, "Listen to three. One, two..."

Harry was a little taken aback, because Snape was surprisingly careful - of course, of course, being a potions master, carefulness is obviously a must-have - and it was aimed at him...well, from another world Snape wasn't being careless to him, after all he still had to guarantee the life of the "Boy Who Lived".But at that time, what was his carefulness aimed at?Oh, let him think about it... Was he too focused on brewing the potion to notice the accident around him?For playing pranks on Draco with his invisibility cloak?Or against him... um, the humiliating, bad things in memory?

It's unimaginable.Harry's mind wandered a little, which gradually relaxed his tense body.He never thought, never dreamed before, that he could get along with Snape, his professor, so peacefully, or in other words, in a friendly way.

It doesn't feel too bad though, especially when Snape uses his "careful" traits in the "right" place... oh well, or for that person, from before to now , he did not miss the place.Harry thought to the point, he thought it was a little funny, and the corners of his lips curled up before he knew it.

At this moment, Snape's deep voice finished the syllable of "three".

All of a sudden, the pressure came from all directions, and Harry felt the difficulty in breathing, and the pain of being squeezed hard, causing the body to bend and deform... Maybe it's been half a minute, or it may have been a minute, of course, it might not be possible. In fact, after only three to five seconds, Harry's eyes once again recovered their proper functions.

The crowded books on the high bookshelf hit his eyes first, then the dim light, and the same old sofa and coffee table under the light as when he came last time.They stood there coldly, gloomy and sad, as if they had been alone for a long time.

It's Spider's End.Such a realization slowly formed in Harry's mind.

He came here from Godric's Hollow, manifesting with his entourage, a magic that an underage child can learn without a wand and a spell... yes, that's right, a magic - a magic!

Harry's body began to tremble, very subtle at first, and then gradually increased... Soon, the trembling became visible to the naked eye, and Harry took a deep breath, not knowing whether he wanted to calm himself down or He was just out of breath, his expression was weird, contorted like laughing and crying, and the hand holding Snape's arm tightened again and again - at the moment he didn't even realize that he was still holding onto Snape and wouldn't let go .

Snape, who was right next to Harry, of course saw every movement of the kid next to him, he couldn't help frowning, and twitched his hand, and then gave up after finding that it was too tight to pull out up.He just said dryly: "Then congratulations. You can use magic, eh, although only a little bit."

For a moment, Snape thought that the other party's brightened eyes would be filled with tears—but it turned out that he was wrong, and on the contrary, Harry, who heard Snape's words, was no more excited, he He seemed to have calmed down, first let go of his hand, then took a few steps back, sat down on the sofa, buried his face in his palm for a while, and the trembling of his body gradually subsided.

"Thank you," Harry raised his head, his whole body relaxed, he grinned and smiled at Snape, without noticing the tiredness on his face at all, "Thank you, Professor, my two I went to find some magic props-well, all kinds, in fact, they are really useful, especially to improve my magic perception ability..." He became more and more excited as he spoke.

Snape didn't answer, he pulled out his wand and swung a dozen Detect Magic at Harry.

Red, yellow, and yellow lights rushed to the tip of Snape's wand.

It seemed like an unfortunate sign.

Like pouring a bucket of cold water on his head, Harry's excitement subsided a lot.

"It's getting worse again," Snape said flatly.Then he put away his wand.

Harry thought it was the calm before the storm.He was right, because Snape's face had begun to darken - and so dark that there was no doubt that if someone said something he didn't like to hear, he would curse the next moment.

Fortunately, Harry wasn't so ignorant.

So Snape finally just said in a dark tone, "Maybe Mr. Ravens forgot, or as your poor professor, I didn't clearly - understand - tell you in detail." He stared at the sofa Harry, said softly, "Your health is not very good, your health is very bad, if you want to live longer and live happily, you should stop spoiling your body wantonly, especially, "I don't know if it was Harry's delusion, he felt that Snape in front of him began to gnash his teeth, "—don't try any magic items that may be - extremely - harmful!"

Harry's excitement faded like a tide with this long line of words.He swallowed and stammered: "Teacher, professor..." He actually didn't know what he wanted to say, so he said "I'm sorry"?Of course it doesn't matter, but the problem is that he clearly understands that even if he does it again, no, even if he does it a hundred times, he will try his best to make all kinds of attempts, even if he really has to pay any price. not hesitate.

Snape didn't seem to need Harry's explanation very much, maybe he also knew that it was impossible for the other party to promise him anything.He was in a bad mood, but his tone returned to calm: "Okay, I think we can start."

Just wishing to change the subject, Harry quickly stood up, trying to look as humble and polite as possible: "Professor, I started brewing the recovery potion I learned last time?"

Snape glanced at Harry: "No, you continue reading today. From page 112 to page 128." He waved his wand, and a heavy brown book flew off the shelf.Harry noticed that it was the same potions book that Snape had seen a few times before.

Harry took it in a daze: "Continue to read...?" He said, glanced at the cover of the book in his hand, and found that it was "One Hundred Lectures on Potions Most Likely to Confused: Beginner" which looked like Basic books.Harry noticed that Snape didn't explain to himself the meaning of temporarily changing the teaching content, so he sat down with the book in his hand and read it.

Then he immediately realized that he was wrong—it was right, this potion book was indeed elementary, but it was not for Hogwarts students or even Hogwarts graduates, but for potion masters. Potion content.

Harry turned his head silently, let his eyes that were almost dazzled by the long list of materials rest for a while, and then obediently turned to the content Snape specified to ponder—this time the content inside did not bother him. , In fact, he is quite familiar with the contents of those pages: one of them is the recovery potion that he is using and trying to brew himself, and the other is the Wolfsbane potion.

The dim light casts silently.The attention of the boy on the sofa was already absorbed in the book.

Snape went to the fireplace and waved his wand soundlessly, and flames burst forth from the cold ashes in the furnace.He walked into his workshop and began to think about what kind of potion he needed to brew tonight.

The purchase order for Diagon Alley has been delivered... The Potion Masters Association's mission is about to start today... The list of potions that Pomfrey made for that kid's initial treatment has also been sent...

Snape ultimately didn't decide what to do first.

Placed on the large stone table in the workshop, the perfectly processed materials needed to brew the recovery potion have already jumped into his eyes one step ahead.

It's eight past fifteen.

At [-]:[-], Snape started brewing the potion, and Harry in the living room poured himself a glass of water.

At [-]:[-], Snape added half of the potion to the cauldron, and Harry in the living room yawned while holding the book.

At eight fifty, Snape added most of the potions to the cauldron, and Harry in the living room had already taken off his shoes and shrunk into the sofa.

At [-]:[-], Snape was finally freed temporarily from the cauldron. He casually took off the dress robe he was still wearing, pushed open the half-hidden door and walked out. Covering his face, he had fallen asleep leaning against the armrest.

His steps softened.

He slowly came to the sofa, and without bending over, he could hear the shallow breathing of another person in the living room--such subtle breathing was particularly obvious in a quiet room, as if it was trying to prove or show off this room to someone. The house—the house that had been deserted—now belonged to no one alone, it was here, and its owner was here.

Snape's gaze rested on Harry, and he noticed that this child who was far more than 11 years old, but indeed only 11 years old, was sleeping soundly, as if he was really tired.One of his hands was caught between the pages of the book, and his sleeping posture was a little strange, which proved that he fell asleep in the middle of reading; his other hand was covering the position of his eyes on his cheek—is it because of the light?Snape thought, and then his eyes moved down, and he found that the other person was curled up and asleep, and it was obvious that he felt cold.

Snape didn't look any further, he took out his wand, and tapped it on the sofa, which immediately turned into a simple but fluffy little bed.

Harry, who was lying on it, moved, subconsciously changed to a more comfortable position and continued to sleep.

Snape pulled back the book that was holding Harry's hand and put it on the table. He turned around and took out the dress robe he had left in the studio, and waved his wand again, and a small quilt of the same color as the dress robe was covered On Harry.

Harry in his sleep seemed to feel it, and he moved his body again, rubbing the quilt that appeared on his body out of nowhere as if in doubt, then stretched his hands and feet at a snail's speed, mumbling something in the middle, and didn't really wake up .

Snape averted his gaze.The potion would still need half an hour to be brewed. He sat down on another sofa in the living room, picked up the book Harry was reading just now, flipped to the end, and read it a little carelessly... for a moment, he Sneaking at a point in the book, he waved his wand to attract a quill and ink, and then directly crossed out a few lines from the book, and added a detailed explanation to the side.

Time passed by, and when the time approached 55:[-], Snape stood up, he was going to continue brewing the potion inside - and he was still thinking about whether to tell Lily through the fireplace, Harry stayed with him for the night.

Before Snape could actually do anything, however, the flames in the living room fireplace went green with a bang.And at the same time, Dumbledore's head appeared together with the voice: "Severus, is Harry still with you?" His voice stopped.

Snape, who had just turned around due to the abnormal noise, noticed Dumbledore's pause. He followed the other's gaze, and saw Harry rubbing his face with difficulty, and seemed to be about to wake up.

Snape cursed vaguely. He didn't care about the old headmaster in the fireplace, nor did he care about Harry who was about to wake up. He just took a few quick steps and waved his wand to break the Transfiguration Curse—then the fluffy little bed It turned into an old sofa, and the warm dark green quilt turned into a thin robe.

Snape tugged the robes into his hand at the last moment.

Harry opened his eyes, shivering from the sudden onslaught of cold, and sensitively aware of what had just happened.

But what happened...?Harry just stood there