The battle on the playground was no more peaceful than in the castle. A hulking giant roared and fought and wrestled with another short giant.

The night was filled with terrible shouts and pounding sounds, and several people who had been swept under their feet by the giant fell to the ground and disappeared.

Except for the Death Eaters, everyone on the battlefield took off their plain black robes, proudly revealing their college ties and badges. They threw inexhaustible spells into the enemy pile and exploded, as if lava was fighting thunder. fighting.

Stripes of red and green light illuminated the darkness, allowing Renee to clearly see the direction in which Ron and Hermione were fleeing, but she was caught in a nearby battle and couldn't escape.

"Where do you want to go, girl!" A masked Death Eater burst through the smoke and appeared, his eerie laughter muffled behind the mask, "This is not a place for you to be in a daze."

A flaming rope shot out from the tip of his staff, flying straight to Renee, and her attention was withdrawn from a distance, and she turned back to fight in embarrassment-first the splitting curse, but it missed, cutting off the corner of the enemy's robe; Then came the Clear Water Curse, and the flame seemed to be extinguished, but the ropes still rushed towards her, trying to tie her up.

"Fractured!"

Another spell flew from behind her—Luna's voice—and the rope snapped into pieces, falling limply to the ground.

Renee couldn't turn around to thank her, because more curses were coming at her, so she had to take a few steps back and use the Iron Armor Curse to protect herself, a feeling of rage of being disturbed and threatened emanated from her heart.

She raised her magic wand and swung it vigorously at the enemy. First, there was a slight breeze, and then more wind broke free from the tip of the wand to attack the opponent, and finally gathered into a hurricane, like a shocking struggle of soul and courage. .

In an instant, the enemies who were swept away by the wind screamed. It was difficult for them to stabilize their bodies in the strong wind. More wands crashed to the ground, and some clenched wands shot spells everywhere, which affected their own people instead.

There was a few seconds of silence and pause on the battlefield, and Renee seized this moment to turn around and run, rushing towards the direction indicated by the gold watch on her wrist.

Luna and Seamus behind her didn't know where she was going, but they still quickly stopped behind her and cut off Renee's back.

"Don't worry!" Luna said to Renee when she turned her head, her eyes full of tree shadows and lake light shining with a fighting light.

When Renee broke away from the battlefield, the shirt and cashmere pants on her body were already covered with plaster, with numerous holes, several deep bloodstains on her arms, and several bruises on her cheeks.

"Why—" When she followed the trail to the Whomping Willow, she found that the last red-haired figure was disappearing into the gap under the tree roots.

There's another passage in there!Although she doesn't know where it leads, Renee believes in the gold watch left by Dumbledore, and she also believes in Harry.

She took a few steps forward, and her rapid breathing was especially clear on the empty and quiet lawn.

However, just as Renee approached, a dead branch fell from somewhere, and the silent Whomping Willow suddenly woke up, extremely angry at her approaching.

The thick trunk was bent into a bow shape, and the gnarled branches made a crackling sound in mid-air, and charged at her fiercely.

Renee screamed, protecting her wand with both hands and rolled around to avoid the attack. Countless twigs as thick as finger joints immediately launched a hailstorm of violent blows, whipping on her exposed skin, leaving a There was a horrible red mark.

Why is this happening?When Ron and the others disappeared from the gap just now, the Whomping Willow still obediently stayed where it was, without waving its long branches or swinging its trunk, just like—just like an ordinary tree.

What made it suddenly go berserk?Is it the voice, or is there another mechanism?

Renee had only a few seconds to think carefully, and she tried to hold her breath to keep quiet, but the thick, long branch still gave her a vicious uppercut, knocking her over near the roots , The pain made the internal organs tremble.

She vomited a mouthful of blood, and took this opportunity to cast a protective spell on herself, clinging to the roots of the tree with both hands, struggling to crawl under the airtight attack.

When she climbed near the gap, the fragile protective spell was finally broken by the impact again and again, and the few thin and long branches suddenly pulled on her back.

Renee wailed, and a slightly raised object pressed by her left palm suddenly sank, and the twisted and furious Whomping Willow suddenly fell silent.

The sounds of fighting and screams from around the castle came to her again, and Renee crawled into the opening, panting, and with trembling hands she unwrapped the bag at her waist and rummaged through it for a while before slipping in all the way.

Finally, she swallowed another mouthful of rust-like blood rushing down her throat, impatiently pulled out her wand, aimed it at the purse and shouted: "The potion is coming!"

A few potion bottles flew up and fell into her hands, she picked out a bottomless purple healing potion, swallowed it down in one gulp, holding back the pain, the cold liquid flowed down her throat and into her stomach, burning and burning. The burning sensation dissipated from her stomach in an instant, and she almost thought she was going to spontaneously combust.

Enduring the pain that ran through her body and limbs, Renee crawled in through the gap. Inside was a narrow and cramped dirt tunnel, and she had no choice but to crawl forward against the darkness.

The tunnel was slippery and muddy, but there were already quite a few shallow crawling marks. Renee lit her wand, gritted her teeth and crawled forward along the marks.

Finally, when she saw the narrow ray of light, she turned off the light without a sound, and the pain in her body became less and less, allowing her to continue climbing slowly.

As soon as one leg left the passageway, Renee quickly followed it and poked her head out.She looked around and found that it was a dilapidated house with peeling wallpaper and dust, and the windows were boarded up with scratches on the top of the boards.

"Prove your identity!" Before she had time to climb out of the tunnel, three wands were pointed at the tip of her nose.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all stared at her with surprise in their eyes, and Harry was the first to react, and then asked: "When you and Neville first attended the Dumbledore's Army meeting, what were you wearing on your head? "

"A sky-blue flannel shawl with gold tassels all around the sides!"

Renee spoke loudly, but she couldn't help but put her eyes on Snape, who was collapsed in the blood at Harry's feet. He covered his neck with his hands, but blood was still oozing wantonly from his fingers, and his face was pale due to excessive blood loss. become pale.

Her heart moved, and she couldn't help lowering her head to look at the gold watch on her wrist. The three hands had been fixed for a long time, pointing directly at the man in the black robe soaked in blood.

"Why did you come here?" As if because she had proved her identity, Hermione stepped forward to hold her hand and pulled Renee out. As soon as she climbed into the room, she immediately rushed forward and surrounded the dying man. beside Snape.

"Trust." Renee briefly explained, she took off the watch and threw it to Harry, then used a summoning spell from the purse with trembling hands, and grabbed the bottle of improved blood tonic into her palm, "This is Dumbledore left The relic given to me, just after you left, its three pointers all pointed in your direction."

Her explanation was short and to the point, and because she needed to concentrate on repairing the wound on Snape's neck, two drops of the improved blood tonic dripped into his lips, and his face began to turn red.

But the repair of the wound was very slow. For some reason, it seemed that something was preventing the healing of these two small wounds. The supplemented blood spurted out from them again, and Hermione took several steps back in fright.

"Why save him?" Ron asked in disgust.

"Because he is a patient," Renee said, "and Dumbledore specifically told me to trust him when he was alive."

"So Dumbledore paid the price," said Harry coldly, returning the gold watch to Renee.

There was silence in the room, and Renee held her breath and focused all her attention on saving Snape's life, but at this moment, Voldemort's voice suddenly echoed in everyone's ears.

"You have resisted bravely," said the high, grim voice, "and Lord Voldemort knows how to appreciate courage.

But you have suffered heavy losses.If you continue to resist, you will die one by one.I don't want this to happen.Every drop of a wizard's blood is a loss and a waste.

Lord Voldemort is merciful.I order my troops to retreat, to retreat immediately.Give you an hour to honorably arrange the dead and treat the wounded.

Harry Potter, I'm speaking directly to you now.You let your friends die for you instead of coming up to me.

I will wait an hour in the Forbidden Forest.If you don't come to me an hour later, if you don't surrender, the fight will continue.

This time, I will fight myself, Harry Potter, and I will find you, and I will punish every man, woman and child who tried to harbor you, not a single one.

One hour. "

Renee jerked her head up, and the wand that cast the healing spell under her hand moved a few inches, almost sticking Snape's Adam's apple and collarbone together, causing him to moan/groan in pain again.

Only then did she look back, and Tuan Tuan anxiously continued to feed him a few drops of improved blood tonic.

"Don't listen to him," said Ron.

"It's all right," said Hermione excitedly, "let's - let's go back to the castle. If he goes to the Forbidden Forest, we need to seriously rethink a plan -"

Harry didn't speak, and the other two looked at Renee again.

"You guys go back first," Renee said without raising her head, her green eyes fixed on the healed and open wound, "I have to stabilize his condition first, and then go back to the castle."

If Renee was here to save someone else's life, maybe they would have stayed to help, at least not until the wounded had stabilized.

But lying in a pool of blood was Severus Snape, the Death Eater who had betrayed Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix.

So they left, the three of them one by one preparing to crawl back down the tunnel to the Whompering Willow again.

Before leaving, Harry gave her a complicated look, then disappeared into the tunnel.

Under these circumstances, Renee could simply detect that Snape had a peculiar poison, or curse, that was slowly eating away at his ability to heal wounds, eventually causing him to bleed profusely And die.

In fact, after only staying here for 10 minutes, Snape's whole body was already soaked in the slowly spreading blood. Along with Renee who was kneeling on the ground, the dark gray pants were also dyed dark red.

"Please," Renee said in tears, and poured him a few more drops of blood tonic, "don't fall asleep—I can only temporarily stabilize your state, and I'll take you to the school hospital right now -"

Snape struggled to open his black eyes, gave her a deep, dark look, then turned his head to look elsewhere, but when Renee fed him the blood tonic, he seemed more active than before.

It was not easy to climb out of the tunnel with Snape, who was seriously injured, she had to climb up to his body every once in a while and feed the potion into his mouth; the wand also had to control the two wounds all the time The degree of healing, which makes Renee's task even more difficult.

But fortunately, she pushed him out of the tunnel gap after all, even though both of them were already stained red with blood, and even the soil became more moist and rotten.

If it wasn't for the improved blood tonic, perhaps the amount of bleeding could only be achieved by four Snapes spurting blood frantically together.

Renee put Snape behind her back, looked down at the time from time to time to replenish some blood tonic for him, and quickly continued to heal his open wound.

She's going to take him to the Great Hall, maybe Madam Pomfrey is there - if not, she'll have to walk a few more steps to the school hospital -

Suddenly, Renee stopped in her tracks, and Snape on her back couldn't help twitching a few times, spurting a stream of blood from his nose and mouth.

A man wrapped in a black cloak stopped in front of them, quietly, holding a wand in his hand.

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Snape survived!

Happy New Years Day babies! Happy 2022!

感谢在2021-12-2920:37:07~2022-01-0122:27:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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