When the savior is no longer the savior

Harry grabbed it out of his palm, and he said angrily, "Don't be stupid brother, how could this be your fault? If you really want to blame it, I should blame myself, who made me unable to withstand the temptation?"

"If not..." Harry said, but Il interrupted him immediately, "Are you sure you want to continue? Are you going to tell me who caused you to lose your magic power?" He opened his eyes wide, with an aggrieved expression He looked at Harry—even though such grievances seemed a little rough, "Are you still unwilling to forgive me? Did you just make me happy with what you said before? In fact, you have always been worried about it?... "

Harry's heart was still heavy, but he followed Il's wishes and changed the subject: "Did you tell James and Lily?"

Irson breathed a sigh of relief, shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, they've been annoying enough for the past two days, I don't want to bother them anymore, and it's not... well, it's not very serious..." This sentence Irson It's a little guilty.

Harry didn't reveal it, that didn't make any sense, he just asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to stay? What are you doing with the Invisibility Cloak?" He asked, looking at Il's still-raised hand.

Il was flattered: "Can I stay?"

"Must leave before Madam Pomfrey arrives tomorrow morning," Harry reminded.

Il grinned broadly: "No problem at all, um, I'll just sit on the chair." He said so, but looked at the half-empty bed where Harry was sitting.

Harry didn't care about it, anyway, he had the intention of keeping him here, so he just said angrily: "Come on—come up, you sleep in the other half." He left the seat by the window for the other party so that Cope with possible emergencies.

With a cheer, Il threw away the cloak and jumped onto the bed, took off his clothes and got under the covers at a speed not inferior to that of a Quidditch Seeker catching the Snitch.

Harry followed suit.He didn't feel it when he was talking, but as soon as his head touched the pillow, exhaustion came out from every corner of his body and quickly occupied his brain.

Harry yawned, grabbed his wand and cast a shrinking spell on the book "The Dark Arts", and said to Il in a daze: "If you can't sleep, looking at the sky and counting the stars is good. If you have a nightmare, wake me up." ..."

Il was lying next to Harry, he nodded his head, his messy black hair scratched Harry's cheek, the slight tickle made Harry move his head uncomfortably.

Then, under the starlight, amidst the whirling sound of leaves shaking, the two of them stood side by side, shoulders together, and quietly closed their eyes.

In the early spring night, there are subtle insect sounds.

Because there was an extra person on the bed unexpectedly, Harry hadn't slept very soundly. He could vaguely hear the "creaking" sound of some animal outside, and there was a person who grew up from scratch and was getting bigger and bigger. The louder whoops...

The sudden weight hit Harry's chest.

Harry shivered, and broke free from his half-dream.He looked sleepily at the person lying beside him, and found that the person had fallen asleep early, breathing loudly with his mouth open, and put his arms directly on his chest.

"Merlin..." Harry moaned weakly, he stretched out his hand to push Il, and the other fell asleep; he pushed again, and the other directly slapped his hand off, and smacked his mouth by the way Talk about a vague dream.

Harry didn't hear what it was, but of course it wouldn't be a good word. He gave Il, who had his head on his shoulder, a weak look, moved his body but couldn't turn sideways, so he just made do Then close your eyes again.

It didn't take long.

Harry fell into that conscious but immobile half-asleep state again, and he felt a little palpitation, whether it was the arm that was pressing on him or something else.But this state is no stranger to him. Harry tried his best to relax his body and distract his mind. Slowly, his consciousness became blurred, and then...

Boom!

Like a silent drumbeat, and also like a beating heart, Harry, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up, and broke out in a cold sweat within a few breaths.

He held his breath subconsciously until his chest swelled into unbearable pain, and then he realized that he was in a safe situation at this time, and at the same time, he also realized that Yi Er, who had put an arm on him, put a foot on him now in his body……

The relationship was because of this kid just now?Anger surged in Harry's heart, and he turned his head to wake him up, when the satisfied and peaceful sleeping face of the other party bumped into Harry's eyes lightly and delicately.

Harry was taken aback.His raised hand stayed in the air for a while, and then slowly lowered it unconsciously.And those original voices scrambling to reach the throat also quietly left before the owner noticed, leaving only a subtle and complex sigh, which escaped the air soundlessly.

After being woken up twice in one night, Harry didn't feel sleepy anymore.

He lay on the bed with his eyes open, looking out the window at the dark blue sky and the twinkling blue and white stars densely covering the sky.

It was already late in the morning.

The lights of Hogwarts were all extinguished, and even the sound of insects that had been heard in the grass disappeared at some point.Silence seemed to envelop the whole world, Harry could only hear the steady breathing beside him, slowly magnified, slowly magnified...into his ears, into the bottom of his heart...

Harry looked complicated.

Has this little bastard really been unable to sleep because of his memory...?

"...Harry?"

"Harry? Harry...?"

When Harry woke up again, it was already daylight.

Il, who slept like a pig yesterday, put on his clothes and stood by the bed, calling out to Harry with vigor, "It's time to get up, Harry! Don't sleep late, someone is waiting for us!"

Harry, who was just about to get up, suddenly remembered why he couldn't fall asleep until dawn last night, and he muttered angrily: "Il, you never want to sleep with me again!"

"Why?" Yi Er was at a loss, and his innocent look really made people think that he was also shot while lying down.

But Harry was already dressed and went into the side bathroom to wash himself.

The preparations for the morning did not take too much time for the two of them.

When Harry took 10 minutes to finish his own breakfast, he also understood why El was still able to sit down to eat with him in a fair manner.

"Professor Dumbledore looking for me?" Harry walked to the principal's office with Il.

El replied: "Well, James and Lily are here, as well as Sirius...Maybe the principal wants to say something, they have been in the medical wing, but you slept too soundly..."

Harry rolled his eyes.

When the two came to the gargoyle, Yuil gave the password, and soon walked into the principal's office.

The principal's office was already full of people.

As Il said, there was James Lily, and Sirius, and of course Snape—this was completely expected, Harry didn't think much of it, and after saying hello to Dumbledore, he walked over to Snape Sit down next to the vacant seat.

Il, who was a step behind, looked dissatisfied, and after sneaking a sneaky look at Snape, he came to sit next to Lily and James.

"Okay, everyone is here." The old man sitting behind the desk smiled and waved his wand, and drinks and desserts appeared on the coffee table in front of everyone's seats.

"I think there are some things we must discuss. Of course, before that," Dumbledore said softly, looking around at the crowd, "we need a useful little spell—the Unbreakable Spell."

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Dumbledore protected Harry's past with an Unbreakable Charm, vowing to "not in any form tell anything about Harry Ravens' previous life to anyone other than those present."

There was no objection to this.

As a witness, Dumbledore personally branded the golden and red ring of fire representing the contract on everyone's hands, including Harry - this was originally planned, but Harry simply said "just in case" , so Dumbledore changed his mind and included Harry in the scope of the confidentiality contract.

After the contract, everyone returned to their positions, and Dumbledore said kindly: "Now we can discuss the real thing-about the Horcrux." He said, "Is there anyone who doesn't know what this is?"

No one spoke.

"About that," Dumbledore went on, he whispered, "I'd say it's here."

Not everyone can understand the meaning of this sentence.

Most of the people in the principal's office were ignorant, even Il, who had fully accepted Harry's memory, didn't understand why. Only Snape, who had only heard a little bit of things in comparison, was aware of it with his own caution and meticulousness. Something is wrong.

Among these people, Harry, who knew everything well and completely understood every meaning of Dumbledore's words, seemed to have been severely whipped by a whip, and his face turned pale uncontrollably.

His heart was heavy.

Only he knows who is responsible for the current situation, and who should take full responsibility for the current situation.

So he couldn't tolerate anyone paying the price for it at all.

And these... the old man should have guessed it to some extent, right?Harry stared uncontrollably at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore caught Harry's gaze at the first time, and he showed a comforting smile towards the green eyes that were vaguely flickering with anxiety and guilt.

Harry's tensed nerves eased a little, but it didn't completely relieve the heaviness and worry in his heart.

In the principal's room, apart from Dumbledore, there were two people who had been paying attention to Harry.

One was Snape, who was sitting next to Harry, and the other was Lily, who was sitting directly across from Harry.

The two discovered Harry's change almost at the same time.

Snape didn't show any emotion on the surface, just gave Harry a casual glance - but in fact, he was very frustrated and frustrated.Because he knew—only he knew—how much he cared about the other person's emotions.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the cave with Dumbledore, let alone sat in the headmaster's office with Potter—and thus tacitly agreed that he was on the same side as the other party.

He felt hopeless.

Lily's feeling was similar to Snape's, but apart from that, she felt a lot of bitterness and loss in her heart.The wise woman had hardly had a day of real happiness since her husband had a falling out with Harry, her child.

Of course, after knowing the truth, James also tried to make an effort.Lily thought wearily that she shouldn't blame him, as a husband and dad...El's dad...and there's nothing better than him...

But Harry wasn't Il.Lily thought so.Although James didn't say it, she still knew more or less what her husband was going to do next.

But Harry wasn't Il.Lily thought again.When El and Harry successfully established a connection, the wise witch had a vague realization.

She clearly understood that maybe the boy opposite was still longing to be close to his family, but he would not—never—share his difficulties and burdens with them.

They were like the Garden of Eden in his life.

Perfect, but lacking authenticity.

Even based on previous reasons, they are likely to be excluded by him even as "trusted combat partners".In this way, even if they finally live under one roof as they wish, the greatest possibility is just to become "the closest stranger".

The red-haired witch tightened her hands.The beautifully cut nails on her ten fingers had sunk deep into the back of her hand, but she didn't realize it, but James who was on the side noticed it, and approached her and called her softly.

Lily brushes off James casually.Her eyes were still fixed on Harry, but Harry frowned and didn't notice.And Snape, who watched Harry from time to time, didn't pay attention...

Snape watching Harry?

It dawned on Lily that Snape might have gone further than all of them on the issue she was worried about.

If anyone Harry believed and was willing to rely on now, Professor Dumbledore would naturally do his part, and the other... I'm afraid... Severus?

For the first time, Lily felt sour in her heart.This feeling... She believed that it was exactly the same feeling that James had when he saw her and Severus walking together.

Dumbledore's speech continued.He simply said that he had collected five Horcruxes, and set his next goal—Hufflepuff's golden cup.

It was only then that Harry knew that the other party had already taken back the Soul Stone.

Although it was clear that Dumbledore was fine, he couldn't help asking, "Professor, the curse on the Soul Stone..."

Dumbledore winked at Harry: "You should have a little more confidence in an old man. Not much, but at least," he stretched out his hand and gestured the length of the table, "—so?"

Harry couldn't help but laugh.

Dumbledore turned to James and said, "James, maybe you can say hello to your colleagues in the Department of Inspecting Prohibited Magical Items at the Ministry of Magic?"

James reacted immediately: "To check Lestrange? But I remember, the gold cup was placed..." He looked at Il uncertainly.

"They put it in Gringotts," said Il.

"That's not a problem," said Dumbledore curtly, "if they really put things in Gringotts."

James nodded: "Professor, when?"

Dumbledore pondered for a while: "Ten days later, I need some arrangements."

James agreed.

Dumbledore looked at Sirius.

Sirius noticed it keenly, and asked aloud, "Professor?"

"If you like," said Dumbledore, "you can meet Regulus sometime."

Sirius frowned deeply, obviously this proposal didn't meet the expectation in his heart: "That stupid..." He paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, it's not a big problem."

But Il interjected from the side, and he asked puzzledly: "But now there is no Voldemort, and the locket is real, how could it be related to the Black family?"

Lily noticed that Harry was not talking at all.Apparently he shared Dumbledore's concerns.She disapproved of lightly blaming Il: "Il."

El shrugged.

Dumbledore just smiled, and didn't intend to answer Il's question, he said, "Let's do this for now, please, James, Sirius." He looked at Harry, "Harry, you can also answer Poppy's there."

Harry, who was basically silent from the beginning, immediately moaned: "Professor, don't be like this..." He said with a bitter face, "I'm really healed, I'm completely healed! I'm sure I can resume normal school work Already!" He looked at Dumbledore expectantly, "Professor, you always ask me to take the final exam? So many courses I missed..."

"Bobby has already told me about your situation," Dumbledore said kindly, "The main reason for staying in the hospital wing is that someone can take care of you from time to time and pay attention to your body." He paused, "If you can find A professor who can take care of you nearby, and it's up to you to decide where to stay."

As he said that, Dumbledore looked at Harry and smiled happily: "Of course, if you have no candidate and you don't want to stay in the medical wing, I'd be happy to take this role."

Harry froze for a moment: "This is too..."

Before he finished speaking, James immediately continued: "Good idea! Sirius can take care of Harry, can't he?" He turned his head and signaled Sirius beside him to agree.

But Sirius didn't like it at all.He glared at James.

Oh bro, do me a favor!James quickly begged with his eyes.

Sirius was unmoved.

I agreed to what you said last time!James casts the bait.

Sirius remained unmoved.

And what happened last time!You understand!James was bleeding profusely.

Sirius immediately turned his head: "Of course, there is no problem at all, he—well, he is an excellent student." His tone was rather dry.

"No—no." Harry came back to his senses, his first reaction was rejection, and his second reaction was firm rejection.He looked at James and Sirius, who looked a bit unhappy, and hesitated for a moment, thinking that if it was not possible, he should stay in the medical wing for a while, but suddenly noticed Snape who was sneering next to him.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Harry's mind, and he opened his mouth to ask without much hesitation: "Well, professor, maybe..." He murmured, although he was used to bothering the other party, he still felt embarrassed.

Snape crossed his arms, glanced at Harry leisurely, and then complacently glanced at James and Sirius, whose faces were more than twice as ugly.He was in a happy mood: "One month. Mr. Ravens, this is the limit of my tolerance for you."

The look in Snape's eyes blew James and Sirius' lungs.

James couldn't help raising his voice: "Hey, don't be kidding, why are you! Before in the cave—"

Snape's face immediately darkened.

"James!" Lily interrupted James sternly, but the witch's face showed an uncontrollable worry that she was trying to suppress.

Snape noticed.He was silent, not sad, only a little melancholy.

Look, Severus, it was like this ten years ago, and it will still be like this ten years later, there is no denying that Lily is such a good woman.

But such a good woman never belonged to you.

For her, the most important thing is never you.

He had a premonition that the melancholy he felt at this moment would all disappear in the near future.

"Lily!" James didn't say any more to Snape, but that didn't mean he gave up, his tone was unusually harsh, "I don't think he's a good choice at all! You don't know—"

"Mr. Potter!" Harry finally found his voice.He interrupted James quickly, his body muscles tensed - because of the tension and complexity from the bottom of his heart.

James looked at Harry for a second or two.He tried to slow down his tone and tried his best to show his kindness: "Harry?"

But that didn't make Harry any less relaxed.He took a deep breath: "I think, I understand what I'm doing, Mr. Potter. As for the matter about the cave, I want to say that it's entirely my own request," his expression slowly became calm "I'm very sorry for the harm I caused to Professor Snape..."

"No," James interrupted Harry irritably, "You don't understand! You don't know about our confrontation with Snape!" He didn't even care that Dumbledore was still there.

Snape smiled disdainfully, and had no desire to speak, because someone else would speak for him.

"I think I understand." Sure enough, Harry went on without hesitation, "I totally understand, absolutely." He was silent, and then said, "Perhaps you have forgotten, sir, but I have experienced it all." ,all."

James seemed to have swallowed a whole piece of Coptis chinensis.

Harry didn't want to talk anymore, he stood up in a little haste, and said to Dumbledore, "Professor, I think I should leave."

"Of course," said Dumbledore, "you can go to Poppy's and pack your things."

Harry didn't say anything, didn't look at anyone in the room, and immediately turned and left the principal's office, and went back to the medical wing to pack his things.

In the medical wing, Madam Pomfrey, who found out about Dumbledore's decision, was almost furious. She held Harry back, and told Harry with the most severe expression that three pieces of parchment couldn't finish it until Harry became dizzy. I let him go after my brain was so swollen that I couldn't remember anything more.

Holding something in his arms, Harry almost ran away to the cellar.

Snape had returned to the potions office in the cellar.

Holding his personal belongings, Harry stepped into the potions office, which hadn't really closed the door, feeling a little hesitant for a moment - he hadn't come in for a long time.

Then Harry scratched his cheek - since when did he regret not coming to Snape's office more often?This was completely unbelievable before...

Oh, of course, the old man would never have believed that one day he would turn on his father for Snape - a greasy old bastard...

Harry felt melancholy and relief at the same time.For the silently gone past, but also for the quietly approaching future.

"What are you doing standing at the door?" Snape's voice came out abruptly.

Harry raised his head, with a smile from the heart that he didn't even notice: "Professor."

Snape's face softened a lot due to the bright smile on the other side's face, he stopped talking, pointed to the sofa, motioned the other side to put down the things, and told the other side to rest for a while.

Harry, who was completely unaware of being a patient, put down his things familiarly, and then said to Snape obediently: "Professor, all I need is a small bed, draw a curtain and put it in the corner of the living room." That's fine." He thought for a while, pointed to the sofa and said uncertainly, "How about turning it into a bed at night and back again during the day?"

Snape sneered, "Mr. Ravens doesn't have to worry about that," he asked calmly, "or is Mr. Ravens going to simply take over the disposal of your professor's private residence?"

"Eh?..." Harry didn't know what to say at all, he felt that he might have offended this narrow-minded professor again, but where did he offend him...?

Snape also ignored Harry. He turned back to the workshop where he brewed the potion. After a while, he took out a small bottle of potion with a faint glow and handed it to Harry. He simply said, "Drink it."

"What's this?" Harry took it, asked casually, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it up.

The taste is still good?Harry looked at the empty bottle in his hand, rather surprised.

Snape remained silent until he watched Harry finish his drink, and then reprimanded mildly: "If Mr. Ravens really wants to ask that question, at least don't unscrew the bottle cap so quickly."

Harry sneered and said, "You brought this here, the professor..."

Snape's expression didn't change, but his tone suddenly became severe: "It doesn't matter whoever takes it, you forgot the Polyjuice Potion and the Imperius Curse?"

Harry was silent for a moment: "I see." He said, and changed the subject, "What kind of potion is this? Professor."

"It's on the recipe that Lucius brought earlier." Snape said flatly.

Didn't think of this answer, Harry was stunned for a moment before touching his body in surprise: "I don't seem to feel anything?..."

Snape thought about it, and then said simply: "It needs to be tested again."

Harry nodded to show he understood.

"By the way," he said, "Professor, about Horcruxes..." Harry seemed a little hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Snape asked.

"About the Horcrux...Professor Dumbledore doesn't seem to have any plans to destroy it immediately?" Harry asked, this is something he has been feeling strange for the past few days.

"If you ask him directly about these things, you will be more likely to draw conclusions than me." Snape glanced at Harry and said calmly.

Harry frowned, and he was about to say something when he opened his mouth, when suddenly he felt a pain burst out of his body without warning, and it came so fast that Harry rolled to the ground in embarrassment before he even had time to make a sound, his whole body convulsed.

"Harry!?" Snape was taken aback, he rushed forward and hugged the person on the ground, "What's wrong? How do you feel?"

Harry couldn't speak at all, his face was pale, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like water, his face was horribly pale, his tongue had been bitten by the sudden pain just now, and there was blood from the clenched teeth Oozing between the teeth...

Harry only felt that his whole body was engulfed in flames, he was shaking violently, there was a weak moan or a feeble growl coming out of his throat, he looked terrible.

Snape's heart sank almost to the bottom of the dark abyss, and he clutched his wand tremblingly, failing several times, and when he finally succeeded in gripping the wand with his sweaty palm, the blazing The fire turned from red to green with a snap, and Dumbledore's head appeared in it: "Severus, is Harry here? I need—"

Dumbledore's voice stopped abruptly.

He saw the child in Snape's arms, gradually calmed down and trembling, but he could still see how bad the condition was. The first expression in his eyes was not shock and worry, but unconcealable deep regret.

At the same time, a manor somewhere.

It's a spacious but dark room.In the moonlight leaking in from the window, one could vaguely see the long heavy floor-to-ceiling curtains, the large desk, and the large bookshelf stuffed with books that reached to the ceiling beside the desk.

However, at the same time, this luxurious-looking room was filled with a gloomy and desolate atmosphere, just like Snape's residence in Spider's End alley a long time ago.

"This thing." A low voice suddenly sounded in the empty room.This sound made people horrified to discover that there was actually a person staying in this cold, seemingly lifeless room.

— or more than one person.

For there came a humble, flattering voice: "Yes, my lord."

The sound came from the corner where the drapery hung.

In the darkness, those possibly delicate hanging curtains look more like rough, unaesthetic black stains, guarding the territory they own at this time with an extremely stubborn attitude.

It was a cloudy night.

Few, pitiful lights struggled to penetrate through the large floor-to-ceiling windows in the room, but they could only illuminate the pale hand protruding from the corner and the golden cup between the pale palms.

The golden cup was being played with by that pale palm, caressing and caressing it thinly and carefully, like the most precious utensil.

Then, a few seconds later, it was thrown onto the thick rug and turned in a circle.

The mysterious voice in the shadows lightly ordered:

"Give it to the Wrights Rangers."

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67. In the name of justice...

An orange-red flame burns quietly in the fireplace.

Snape was sitting in Dumbledore's headmaster's office, his face was tense, his black eyes were flickering with anger, half from worrying about Harry who was unconscious in the cellar at the time, and half from From the disgust of being concealed by Dumbledore - he bet that the white wizard in front of him must know something!

No one spoke in the huge principal's office.

Fox was resting on the perch, with his head buried under his wings, his chest heaved on the ground, and he dozed lightly.

Dumbledore sat behind his headmaster's desk.He leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and the firelight slanted on his face, not only failed to add some youthful vitality to him, but instead highlighted every wrinkle densely covered on that face, making him look extraordinarily tired and old.

He seemed to have aged ten years overnight.

Snape slowly calmed down, he broke the silence: "What can you do with me?"

"I'm not sure, Severus." Dumbledore opened his eyes.

Snape's tone became stiff: "If there's nothing else - I think I should go back, you've seen Harry's state."

Dumbledore ignored Snape, he turned his head to look at Fawkes who was sleeping soundly, and said softly, as if talking to himself: "I'm not sure whether I should trust you, Severus."

Snape's hands under the black robe suddenly tightened, and he sneered: "Dear headmaster, I think you are really confused, what kind of stupid idea is it that you are asking me to participate in so many After the incident, you still ask this sentence?"

"I think we agree on this point," said Dumbledore calmly. "It is only because of Harry that you decided to take part in the operation, and it is because of Harry that I really made up my mind to let you take part."

Snape sneered impatiently at Dumbledore's words.

Dumbledore didn't take it seriously, and continued: "And that's what I'm worried about, Severus, I'm not sure if you'll always understand what's right." He saw Snape wanting to speak, and pressed his hands Stopped it, and continued, "Not for the sake of justice, but for Harry."

Snape's whole body trembled.

"How dare you say that...?" He lowered his voice and asked viciously, with a look of rage on his face, "How could you - like this? Dumbledore! You know perfectly well that this means nothing to Harry." There is no difference! That fool simply overlapped his life with your so-called justice! What else do you want? What are you trying to do by telling me this? You—” He looked at Dumbledore and asked slowly , "For your so-called justice, do you want to sacrifice a child?"

He said cruelly, "Again?"

The old man sitting behind the desk is upright.His eyes showed unconcealable sadness and regret, but his tone was so calm and steady-this stark contrast may be showing his strong heart, which has been weather-beaten, but never wavered.

他 说:

"Severus, I'd rather have this happen to me if I could."

"Fate is not fair, to that child..." Dumbledore closed his eyes, "Especially so."

Like throwing a punch with all his strength but hitting the cotton, all the anger and fear accumulated in Snape's heart could not be vented, which made his tone worse than ever: "Enough, I don't want to hear this anymore! What the hell are you doing? What are you going to tell me? Harry... so what?"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment.

"I think I can trust you," he said softly, "Severus, because that kid trusts you enough... I don't think you'll disappoint him, like this time, in the cave, What you did."

"Dumbledore," said Snape, his voice was so subdued that it sounded dangerous, like a ticking bomb that might go off at any moment, "I'm not here to listen to your nonsense."

At this time, a cool wind came in from the open window, with a deep sound, like the tired and desperate sigh of people.

Amid Fox's soft snoring, Dumbledore spoke slowly...

Lunch time has just ended.The students of Hogwarts were playing with each other, and groups of three and four were coming and going in the corridors.

Snape had just come out of the headmaster's office. He was descending the stairs absent-mindedly. When he reached the last section, his foot slipped and he staggered. He happened to bump into a Gryffindor student coming out of the corner.

that Gryffindor