Trouble with hp love at first sight

B.44

"Then I guess that the unexpected attack last night was because of that prophecy." Dumbledore's words hit the nail on the head. He put his glasses back on and his eyes became sharp.

Snape looked directly at Dumbledore, and he said, "Yes, Parkinson has hired a so-called expert in prophecy interpretation. He interpreted the prophecy indiscriminately, and the Dark Lord trusts him very much."

"That's exactly what Tom would do." Dumbledore nodded. "So what is the interpretation of the prophecy now?"

"The Dark Lord thinks that children born at the end of July, at the end of November, and at the end of March may all be the child of prophecy." Snape said, his language became dry, and he couldn't help but think of the child who would be dug out after death. baby.

If one is not careful, the next one may be Daniel and their children.What has he done!

"As long as you are born in a family that resists him, it is considered a side branch."

Dumbledore touched his beard, his expression became complicated, the wrinkles on his face piled up on his forehead, he sighed and opened the drawer and took out a lemon candy and stuffed it into his mouth, he bit the candy to absorb the sugar , which makes me feel better.

"I don't like hearing that much when I'm older." He smiled reassuringly at Snape. "I know Tom's suspicious, but I didn't expect him to be that way - actually he should know, I think. He is looking for an excuse to create tragedy, he likes to find courage in the pain of others to prove his own greatness and invincibility.” He knows Tom Riddle very well.

"But this will only be a disaster for the wizarding world." Dumbledore said painfully, and the sour sugar in his mouth made him wrinkle his face.

"I would like to ask one more question, is the child of the prophecy the child of the end of July?" Snape couldn't help asking.

In the back of his mind he didn't think he had heard it wrong, and he knew it - the Dark Lord had inadvertently said in August that seven was a magical number, and he believed that the Lord was not really what he appeared to be. I generally agree with the words of the prophecy interpretation experts.

The Dark Lord had decided that the children born at the end of July were the children of prophecy, but he still ordered the slaughter of children born at the end of November and March.

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart? My child." Dumbledore looked at Snape.

Snape nodded, the silence cast a heavy color on his face like a shadow slanting over his head.

The adult was venting his anger, he was warning those who opposed him, so he found an excuse to reach out to the pregnant woman and the child, and he had fallen into madness.

It's as if fate wants to destroy a person, it will inevitably make him a complete lunatic, and when the arrogance is the most arrogant and the power is the most inflated, he wields the harvesting sickle.

The Dark Lord believed in the prophecy, so the son of prophecy will eventually become the real savior.

Everything has already been arranged in the dark.

"Is your husband okay recently? What month is the baby's due date?" Dumbledore asked curiously. He tapped the table with his hand, and a plate full of candies appeared. He warmly invited Sneh Pu taste sweets.

Since you are bitter in your heart, eat more desserts to make yourself happy, so that you can better face this bitter reality.

"He's fine," Snape replied. "It couldn't be better. They don't even know he exists."

He raised his left hand and removed the covering spell he had invented especially for the purpose, revealing the ring on his hand.

"The due date is early April." He said, "April is a good month." No disaster, no trouble, it's still warm spring, the season of the beginning of all things, and that child will also be a carefree child who has inherited Potter's lively character. Concerned little rascal.

"Then you don't have to worry." Dumbledore said. From what he knew, Snape was not a person who would worry too much, but he was indeed very worried. His eyes would not deceive him—even if Snape It was well concealed, but there were signs of his anxiety.

"If he's not Potter, it's damn safe indeed, being the 90.00% mediocrity, the Dark Lord's attention never goes to the insignificant mediocrity," Snape said, following his words The gloom on his face was expanding, and his entire stomach was throbbing.

Maybe before that child is born, he will be so uneasy all day long that he will boil himself a dose of life-death water to survive.

"Potter?" Dumbledore pondered. "As far as I know, James is the only young Potter in his generation. He is still old."

He did understand that the Potter family had always been the front line against the Dark Lord, but the problem was that there was really no Potter of the right age except James, so where did Severus' partner come from?

"If old Potter cheated, that would be it." Snape said, "Daniel is an illegitimate child, his mother was a Muggle, and he was thrown to his Muggle relatives at birth. I guess old Potter I dare not take him back."

"Oh, this kind of family privacy, that's true..." Dumbledore stroked his beard, even if Charles was his good friend, he would not tell him about the fact that he had an illegitimate child with a Muggle chick.

"I understand your concern. If you need it, I can arrange more people. Why don't you let that Mr. Potter live in James' house? I think their brothers will take care of each other..." Dumbledore's suggestion also Before finishing speaking, he was interrupted by the displeased Snape.

"You think I can't even take care of my husband? That sentence should be given to that stupid deer who still wants Lily to take care of him." Snape sneered, and he rejected Dumbledore straight away.

Then he maintained his indifference, "Please don't tell others what I said today, Albus, you should know that what I said to you is to show an attitude, not to take my family as hostages, I won't let you and the Order of the Phoenix know about him or get close to him."

As long as fewer people know Daniel, the safer he is.The safest people these days are those unknown to the Dark Lord.

"You are very thoughtful, this is indeed a good way." Dumbledore nodded, he agreed with Snape's approach.

Like the Potters, their goals were too big, but if it was an unknown relative of the Potter family, if Snape hadn't told him, he would not have known that James had such a younger brother.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my mouth shut." Dumbledore promised, and he looked at Snape, who had already handed in the bottom line, "I also know Tom's thoughts, he hopes that someone can enter the Order of the Phoenix to pass on the news to him, Then this person has chosen you."

"Yes." Snape returned to his expressionless face, and he restrained all his outward emotions.

"I allow you to enter the Order of the Phoenix, but I have one request." Dumbledore said, "You need to be a spy of the Order of the Phoenix, and you also know that if you hadn't told Tom the prophecy, he wouldn't have made such a maddened move now." Although it is not you and others will reveal the prophecy, you need to make up for it." He said seriously, "This is to calm the pain of those victims, and you need to help us fight against Voldemort and the Death Eaters."

"I will." Snape nodded.

He had already made this preparation when he stepped into the principal's office. If he didn't fight against that adult, maybe Daniel would be the next to fall, and the other baby who was tied up with a wooden stick for public display would be—no , he won't let that happen.

Harry sank his head sleepily from the hand resting on his chin 133 times. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, then looked at the clock. It was dinner time—where did the snotluck go?

He looked at the newspaper on the desk, stroked his stomach uneasy, and at this moment his stomach made a grunt.

"I just told you to stay here, not to stay still!" Snape heard the stomach growl when he got out of the fireplace, and he called the house elf to bring the pregnant woman special while cursing. cooking.

"Ah, I know this is the retarded behavior caused by the lack of nutrition that the therapist said. Don't worry, I have prepared all the medicines you need." He sneered and walked towards the storage cabinet.

Harry stared in horror at the bottle after bottle of potion that the Snotlite was pulling out, and stood up, calculating whether he could get into the fireplace before the Snotlite came toward him.

"No - I really don't need to drink the potion - you are domestic violence, definitely domestic violence!"