Trouble with hp love at first sight

B.48

Beginning in August, the actions of the Death Eaters became more and more crazy. Not only the British wizarding world, but even France, across the English Channel, talked about a change in color. The unspeakable demon has truly become a famous nightmare. The Ministry of Magic is working day and night for this.

The Minister of Magic, Millicent Barnold, known as the Iron Rose, made several speeches in the atrium of the Ministry of Magic, expressing her determination to fight the dark forces to the end.

This caused her to encounter assassination attacks many times, and even encountered a sudden spell bombardment at a press conference in mid-September. The Auror-born Minister of Magic turned vigorously and continuously to avoid the rain of spells. , like a swan spinning at a ball, she quickly drew out her wand, and resolutely resisted in the direction of the attack. Although Bella, the leader, was not killed, one of them fell down.

The minister's elegant and courageous figure was perfectly imprinted under the lens of the reporters present, and they painted this scene with pen and ink.

So the ordinary wizards who were in a state of anxiety all day seemed to have taken a boosting potion after seeing the report on the Daily Prophet.

They have the great Dumbledore leading the Order of the Phoenix against the Death Eaters, and the Minister of Magic is such a brave lady, they will definitely defeat the devil and bring the sun back to the earth!

"Your Excellency, more and more people are resisting us." A diehard supporter of the Dark Lord prostrated himself on the ground.

"Supporters of the Order of the Phoenix are everywhere." Another resentful voice said.

"Even there are traitors in Slytherin." A madman in a ripped black robe uttered a shrill cry, questioning everyone.

Now everyone knelt on the ground, swearing loyalty and never betraying.

So humble and terrified, Malfoy, Parkinson and other old families all lost their modesty and became the humble slaves of all beings.

They could only tremblingly beg the devil's forgiveness, secretly suppress their anger, lie dormant and wait for the opportunity to find other bets.

This is a cruise ship sailing toward the end, and there are already signs of this.

"Quiet!" Voldemort roared, his ugly face was flat, and from a distance, his face looked like a green snake egg with unconcealable rage.

He wantonly cast the Cruciatus Curse on the nearest subordinates, whether it was the Lestrange couple or Fenrir, none of his loyal subordinates who failed to complete any task escaped punishment.

"I know that there are all kinds of restless voices in the wizarding world now. They think that Dumbledore can defeat me, that that bullshit prophecy can come true—no! I want to prove it with facts—" Voldemort sneered, and he opened his mouth Arm, "Wait until the night of Halloween, those two sons of the prophecy at the end of July, don't even think about surviving!"

He coldly pronounced the death date of the two babies.

Everyone echoed, fanatical believers were praising the greatness of the Dark Lord, and double-faced people were also praising the coming of the extremely dark night against their will.

Snape clutched his painfully torn chest, he was hidden in the black robe, his face numbly praised the greatness of the Dark Lord.

He knew what that meant—the Potters were doomed.

Daniel will cry over this, and the child who looks like Daniel and looks like Alexis, he is so innocent, only over a year old, and has not yet seen what the outside world looks like.

Snape thought, and he exhausted all his courage to go to the Dark Lord alone, "Lord, the Potter child, I mean that child and his mother, Lily Potter, must die ?”

"Oh, Severus. Don't worry I haven't forgotten this little thought of yours." Voldemort suddenly remembered this, "As long as the woman doesn't resist, I will help you, but the baby—he has to go die."

"I don't think you need that kid either."

But Snape knew that the Dark Lord's promise was not credible at this time, he would do anything to kill the Son of Prophecy, and how could his friend Lily not protect Potter's cub?

The kid—Harry Potter, who looked so much like Alexis that he had a fear that Dumbledore or someone else would know their resemblance and try to substitute—no, not possible.

Alexis is a girl, she was born in April, and she is completely unlikely to be the child of prophecy.

If he cares, he will be chaotic.

As long as he doesn't tell everything about his little girl, and hides Daniel and his little sweetheart, there are not many people who know their existence, and those people have signed a contract of confidentiality, and Dumbledore also promised to keep it secret, Then no one would know that there were two blood relatives of the Potter family in his family.

And the Son of Prophecy—if such a Son of Prophecy really exists.

"It's so sad, the whole wizarding world is relying on a baby, why don't they rely on Dumbledore, he is so powerful and has defeated a Dark Lord, isn't he? Then it is no problem for him to defeat another Next! What's more, the Dark Lord is afraid of Dumbledore." Snape coughed, and the sequelae of Cruciatus still made his internal organs ache, as if a hole had been broken inside, and even his breathing was torn apart. His lungs smell of rust.

He walked back and forth, his expression hard to conceal his disappointment with the old man who had placed many expectations in the magic world.

"Dumbledore is also old, he is almost a hundred years old! Relying on a baby or an old man. Why can't we use everyone's power? If everyone resists, it will be majestic Power, able to penetrate the impenetrable black clouds over England." Harry pursed his lips, knowing that Dumbledore would also fall down.

It was all of them who fought bravely and won the victory in the hard days he went through.

Not because he got away with defeating Voldemort, the Noseless Lord would fail in the end, not because he would be someone else too.No matter how prosperous the forces are, they will eventually come to an end. This is the rule of this world, especially the terrorist forces that exist against the majority of the people. Their destruction is even faster and more intense.

Like a fire from the sky, it burns rapidly, consuming everything in the darkness.

"I want to go too." Harry murmured.

"Daniel!" Snape snapped to stop the young man's delusions.

"Think of Alexis, this child needs you. I'm already doing what you want, and you don't need to add to the mess. They don't need you," said Snape, who knew Bo With a special sense of justice, he mentions the tiny baby to trip his worrying companion.

"Don't let others worry about you, at a time like this," he added, firm and irrefutable, with unskilled and blunt concern.

There won't be anyone else, obviously only one awkward snotlite.

Harry laughed, he took Snape's hand, and then his expression changed, "Did he cast the Cruciatus Curse on you?" He raised his voice, immediately made Snape lie down, and ran to the cupboard A soothing potion for the Cruciatus Curse was brought from here.

"Don't hold back, do you still need to hold on in front of me?" Harry grumbled, he unscrewed the bottle cap and fed the potion to Snape.

"This is the medicine you made yourself. If you don't like to drink medicine, you have to drink it." He puffed up his face, fearing that Snape would refuse to take the medicine for a while, but seeing that the snot-nosed man was still honest, he stopped the persuasion.

"I tried my best, but the Dark Lord insisted on the child's death." Snape suppressed the pain in his chest, and he grabbed Daniel's hand.

"I know." Harry bowed his head.

He knew everything that happened, he knew what was going to happen on Halloween night.

He knows all the damn thing.

But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even meet James and Lily, and tell them in person how much he missed and loved them.

Because Dumbledore told him that he couldn't change his fate. After returning to the past, all he can do is obey fate. He can participate, but he can't change it.Everything that happened in the past is history, and history is the fact, how can he change the fact that has already happened?Everything is preordained, even if he wants to change, that invisible hand will prevent him from doing so.

And Harry was even more frightened. When he made a change, the future would also change. How could he go back and save Snape?

So he couldn't take a step, he didn't even have the courage to meet, and he couldn't even meet Dumbledore.Can't tell him, even if his heart is crying that he should go - look, he is such a cowardly person.

He squeezed Snape's hand tightly, as if he would lose it if he couldn't hold it tighter.

When Severus made the bottle of snake venom antidote, he was going to say goodbye to him too.

Sure enough, he was a coward, not a savior at all, and couldn't save anyone—and the real brave man still lies in St. Mungo's.

He only needs to rescue that old bastard, and there is nothing owed.