[HP] Hogwarts students

Snape and Sirius quarreled, but Dumbledore insisted that Snape must accompany Harry, so Sirius followed with Remus.

Through the curling white mist sprayed from the silverware on the table, Dumbledore's hazy face looked very terrifying, like the monstrous anger hidden in the snow-white beard, but he looked at everyone calmly.

"He...is he dead?" said the faceless Cornelius Fudge, his voice trembling, and he kept wiping the sweat from his brow with his handkerchief.

I don't know who "he" is, because Dumbledore is holding a cloth bag in his hand, but he hasn't put it down for a long time.

Then he answered in a cold voice, "No, Connelly."

"Okay...okay...now I trust you..." Fudge muttered, took a few steps towards us, (Hermione squeezed my thigh nervously) and went on to himself Poured a glass of gin, "You-Know-Who, You-Know-Who is back...in my year as minister...

But this time, it will really kill him, right? "He tremblingly took a sip of his wine and asked expectantly.

Ron began to tremble uncontrollably, and Hermione took his hand gently.There was a momentary silence in the room, no answer to his words, which may have hurt Fudge's pride, and he raised his voice and shouted: "You should know - Dumbledore! Such news will bring panic to the wizarding world again And uneasy!—if you can guarantee! Guarantee that it will really die this time, for everyone's sake..."

"I'm afraid I can't give you any guarantees, Connelly." Dumbledore said calmly, and spread the cloth bag on his desk, frightened Fudge immediately rushed to the gate with his wine glass in his arms. "We've already talked about this. He has no fewer than two Horcruxes, remember?"

I stood up slightly and looked at the table. Under the cover of the complicated books and boxes, I saw only a mass of dark red flesh, like expired food dug out from the trash bin in the back alley of some supermarket.I stared at it for a long time, and was horrified to find that it was breathing weakly!

"Seven! Yes, seven!" Fudge's pale face was exposed to the light, and his voice was sharp and weak, as if he had exhausted his strength to say this, "but how can you be sure, there are only seven ?!"

"Only seven?!" Professor McGonagall who hurried over asked in disbelief, "Isn't that enough? Minister, you should know that if you need to make a Horcrux, you must at least..."

"It's a pity, Minerva, I see what you mean!" Fudge raised his voice, "but I think we should pay more attention to how to get rid of... You-Know-Who, how about it?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Dumbledore: "How many Horcruxes did you say have been destroyed, how many are there?!"

I have already begun to dislike this bossy and cowardly minister, but Dumbledore still maintained a calm mind to cope with it. He took out an inconspicuous box from under the desk and opened it in front of everyone.

"I thought we had destroyed all Horcruxes..." Dumbledore took out a diary, a locket, a cracked gold cup, a charred crown and a ring that looked like black charcoal. An old friend who had a relationship with Voldemort read in his memory that he was obsessed with the knowledge of Horcruxes, and he once said in front of this old friend, 'Isn't it better to share a few more pieces? It will make you stronger... Isn't seven the most magical number...'"

I swallowed hard, trying to calm myself down.Dumbledore went on to say: "Later, I took it for granted that he divided six Horcruxes, plus himself... naturally, there are seven."

Fudge counted the items on the table with his short sausage fingers: "Here are five, and with the big snake that was just killed, there are six in total—so, in this way, we only need to— Himself..."

He was out of breath, and there was excitement and joy in his voice, as if You-Know-Who had died under his wand.

But Dumbledore was not as ecstatic as he was. He turned his back to us and looked at Fudge quietly and silently. After he calmed down, he slowly said: "It should have been six—but just Even he himself didn't know that an accident caused him to split another part of his soul, which is also the reason why he fled to Albania in embarrassment—he was too weak at that time."

"Is this piece of soul very hard to find?" Fudge said with an ugly face, "Where did that accident happen?"

"Godric's Hollow...the Potters," said Dumbledore. "When Voldemort tried to kill Harry that night, and Lily sacrificed her life to stand between them, the Killing Curse was reflected on himself, A piece of soul was split again, attached to the only living soul in the collapsed house."

"That's Harry..." I murmured silently.

"Dumbledore...you never said this..." Professor McGonagall said in a trembling voice, "do you mean—Severus and the others—"

"Of course he will tell Harry everything." Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "It's up to him to prepare himself..."

"That just needs to be done at the same time, isn't it?" Fudge asked, I didn't want to hear his stupid speech anymore, I broke free from Hermione and Ron's hands, smashed open the door and escaped, and someone called my name behind me , but I can't care about those anymore——

They took Harry to the hospital wing, Snape and Sirius - but it was impossible!How could Sirius accept Harry's death?How could he have watched Snape kill Harry?

He is a Horcrux!But how could such a kind and brave Harry be a piece of Voldemort's soul?Maybe all these years he has been battling with evil thoughts... Painful to keep true and innocent self...

The feeling of running all the way from the eighth floor to the second floor was uncomfortable, especially when I met Filch on the way. He grabbed my arm with a bad expression, but was frightened by my tear-stained face.

"You... what's going on?" Filch asked hesitantly, "You should stay in your lounge..."

"Please, Filch, just pretend you didn't see me!" I cried at the top of my lungs. "I'm going to the hospital wing, I have to!"

Mrs. Norris meowed and nudged my calf with her hairy head.Filch's face was livid, and he was silent for a moment and violently shook off my arm: "Next time I see you going out at night..."

I didn't have time to chat with him, so I just left a "thank you" and hurried down the stairs, maybe I've never wished so much that I was a ghost, so that I could fly directly through the wall to the medical wing and fly to Harry's side ...

In the distance, I saw the closed door of the medical wing, and there was a fierce fighting sound inside, and when I opened the door, I saw Sirius lying unconscious on the ground, and Remus was waving his wand At a stalemate with Snape, Harry sat on the hospital bed with blank eyes.

"How dare you sneak attack him?!" Remus yelled angrily, "You really did anything to kill Harry!"

"Ha! It seems that my explanation just now was in vain." Snape snorted angrily, "I'm not surprised that this brainless black dog can't understand, but—"

"We still have more time to think of a solution!" Remus roared, "This is not the only way out! There are always different ways to solve things!"

"Potter himself has agreed!" Snape trembled, and said impatiently, "You-Know-Who is here now—weak and weak, and all the other Horcruxes have been destroyed, only—"

"I'm the only one left, the last Horcrux." Harry said softly, with a calm expression, not like a person who learned of his death at all.

"No! Harry!" I cried and rushed over, lying beside his bed and crying loudly.Others in the room acted as if they had just seen me. Harry was stunned, and he yelled in surprise, "Kelly! You...why are you here?"

"We have been hiding in the headmaster's office, thinking that we will see you as soon as you come back..." I explained whimpering, "Later Dumbledore explained the Horcrux to Fudge...I heard...and ran away Arrived at the medical wing..."

"Kelly—you should go back to the lounge and take Ron and Hermione with you..." He paused as if he couldn't breathe, then looked at me with sad eyes, "then...then be healthy and happy Graduation, go to the university you most want to go to... Manchester University, isn't it?"

I choked up and shook my head: "I want you to appear at the graduation ceremony, whether it's Hogwarts or Manchester, you should stand by my side... Is that what you decided?"

"I... I'm afraid so." Harry's Adam's apple rolled, and he looked up at Snape and Remus behind me, "Remus, please take Kelly out, I—she can't Stay here."

Even at this point, he didn't cry. Although his timidity and fear were written on his face, he still pulled himself together and entrusted Remus to take away the two people he cared about, me and Sirius.

"But..." Remus opened his mouth, and was soon interrupted firmly by him: "I've already thought about it, Remus, maybe this is the only way."

I can understand him very well. If it were me, I might choose to sacrifice myself for all the people I love... But when my position becomes the person who is loved, I can analyze my heart—— How much I don't want him to leave.

"You're not a Horcrux, Harry!" I gritted my teeth. "You're you. I've known you since I was 11. Just an ordinary, kind, brave boy. Maybe there's a dirty piece of soul attached to you." Here it is..."

I put my hand over the lightning scar on his forehead and felt Harry shudder under my palm.

"But that piece of soul has never polluted your own soul! You are completely yourself in your heart, a Gryffindor full of courage and blood!"

Snape coughed impatiently.

"I - I appreciate your words -" Harry struggled, "but... Remus, you'd better pull her out, I can't -"

He was afraid and struggling, and he looked at us with expectations and rejection.In the end, Harry just lowered his head and planted a final kiss on my lips, watching as I was dragged out of the room by an equally distressed Remus.

"We—let's break up!"

The door closed slowly, and it was fixed on Harry swallowing the potion in one gulp and Snape's half-smile expression.

I collapsed on the ground and wept bitterly, but instead of crying, Remus hugged me gently in silence and patted my head again and again.