The Witch's Bodyguard [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

It took Snape a long time to open his eyes, he wasn't sure if he was in hell, the surroundings were quiet, a few faint blue light reflected strange shapes through a piece of transparent curved glass.He tried to move his fingers, his arm was slightly numb, but he quickly got used to this feeling.Snape twisted his neck and slowly turned his head to one side, he couldn't see clearly, or rather, didn't quite understand what the scene in front of him meant.

"Are you awake, Mr. Snape?" A female voice suddenly sounded in his ear, not gentle, but more like a routine question.

"Who are you?" Snape said hoarsely.

"Friday," said the female voice.

"What?" Snape asked in confusion, not quite calmly, maybe this is the code name of Hellbringer, he thought, "Where am I?"

"Avengers Tower, New York, USA, sir." Artificial intelligence "Friday" said, "I'm glad you're awake, Mr. Snape, you've been comatose in the regeneration cabin for a week."

Snape heard a few unfamiliar and shocking words, he knew about America, he knew about New York, he knew about the Avengers, a group of Muggle heroes in Halloween costumes, but he didn't know what a regeneration pod was.Of course it doesn't matter, what matters is that he is still alive, even though the woman named "Friday" told herself that he had been in a coma for a week.

Snape's eyes widened, and he tried to sit up. He noticed that his clothes were pure white, a very strange style for him. Someone had obviously changed his wizard robes.The light gradually became a bit harsh, and Snape had to close his eyes slightly.

He bumped into something hard, Snape lifted his head and reached up to feel it. It was a transparent block, surrounded by it, and he couldn't get out of this not-so-comfortable hard bed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Snape, it's safe here." Friday comforted him and said that the intelligent system sensed that Snape's unstable mood was gradually intensifying, "Mr. Stark will be here soon, please wait for a while .”

"Stark, Anthony Stark?" Snape heard a familiar name again, but it didn't feel familiar.

"Yes." Friday said, her voice was as calm as Jarvis's, without a trace of ups and downs, but without making people feel stiff, "Mr. Stark will appear in a minute."

"And you, ma'am," said Snape, looking around, asking nervously, "where are you and why can't I see you?"

"Of course you can't see me," said Friday.

"Because it's artificial intelligence, a program, she has no entity for you to see, you can take this as Muggle magic, if you admit this analogy." When Stark came in, the indoor lights were completely brightened, as if in During the daytime, "Good evening, Severus, I wish you could understand what artificial intelligence is, but from the way you look, you probably don't."

Snape frowned, everything in front of him seemed worse than sending him to hell.

Stark was wearing a striped cotton pajamas. He tapped twice on the computer screen sleepily, and the glass cover of the regeneration cabin slowly rose: "How do you feel?" Stark walked up to Snape, He yawned, "Headache, vomiting, chest tightness?"

Snape looked at Stark suspiciously, but it was difficult for him to focus on Stark alone, everything around him made him feel very uncomfortable.

Even though Snape was born in a mixed-race family and was quite familiar with Muggle items, it didn't mean that Stark's invention could represent Muggles: "Where am I?" he finally said.

"I think Friday has already told you the answer." Stark looked at him and said, "My home, my home and Linglong's home."

"Why am I here?" Snape asked.

"For safety reasons." Stark said, "We have to bring you here, you won't lose your memory, try to recall, maybe say a spell to yourself to restore memory." Stark handed Handing Snape a wand, "And, don't you want to take a shower first?"

A week ago, Ma Linglong and Stark brought the seriously injured Snape back to the Avengers Building. Fortunately, they contacted Doctor Strange.

Strange has been missing for a long time, and he missed the battle of Sokovia, for which Strange deeply regrets, after all, he also has his own troubles.Strange rescued Snape, who used some special method (seems to be related to magic) to replace at least half of Snape's blood.Although the appearance is not obvious, in fact, the snake venom has already eroded Snape's internal organs, and it is not an ordinary poisonous snake, it is Voldemort's Horcrux, which itself has a certain magical power. If there is no Strange, Snape There was no way Pu could last seven minutes.

Snape didn't take a shower right away, he hadn't reacted yet, but he definitely didn't have amnesia, he remembered everything before he passed out.

Snape was a little bewildered, but he did his best to look as normal as possible: "Voldemort..."

"Damn it," Stark said quickly. "Do you drink coffee?"

"Mr. Snape is off caffeine for the time being, sir," Friday reminded.

"Thank you." Stark shrugged, "Then please pour a glass of water for our Mr. Vegetative."

An automatic drinking water filter started to work.

Snape's brows were always tightened. He was in a completely unfamiliar white room full of metal instruments. There was nothing here that he knew or could name. Snape seemed to be suddenly A living wax figure, struggling to adapt to its new environment.

"Who..."

"A lot of people have been sacrificed." Stark said again preemptively, he seemed to be very keen to appreciate Snape's embarrassment, "but I don't know if those are important to you, I heard that your popularity is not very good, So, I guess they're not really your friends. Thankfully, your enemies are alive." He paused intentionally, observing Snape's expression, "Like Sirius and Lupine, oh, yes Now, Lupine is going to be a father, a little wolf cub, or two," he said briskly, "you must be very upset to hear that, I guess."

Snape wasn't depressed, on the contrary he was actually happy about it.

"Oh, your most hated little Harry is alive too." Stark said, and he handed Snape the glass filled with clear liquid.

"Impossible," Snape said, but it wasn't frustration or any other negative emotion, it was surprise.

"That's the truth, nothing is impossible." Stark moved his lips, "He's alive, he's alive and well, he's not missing an arm or a leg, he's just been slightly injured. Now, I guess he should be participating in the Graduation, Sirius is with him as guardian."

"It's impossible," Snape repeated, "how could it be, he should..."

"He should die with Voldemort, you want to express this, right?" Stark left the place where he was standing, he walked to the coffee machine in a hurry, poured himself a cup of steaming coffee, "Sorry, I let you down."

"What's the matter?" Snape asked, he got out of bed, stepped on the cold floor with his bare feet, he staggered helplessly, and quickly grabbed the edge of the bed to stabilize himself.

"Don't move too much, wax man." Stark leaned easily on the edge of the table, and said in a sympathetic and funny tone, "You just had a major operation, so you have to take it slowly."

"What's going on?" Snape asked again, he couldn't wait to know the answer, "What method did you use?"

"You mean me?" Stark smiled, "It's not me, it's Santa Claus."

"Dumbledore?" Snape was even more at a loss, "He has clearly..."

"Dead, you want to lament this? Of course, there is no doubt that he saved everyone except himself." Stark continued his words, "So I think it is also Santa Claus who was able to get rid of the curse when he was young. The plan, a very risky one, but a pretty grand one."

Harry is also a Horcrux, he was created inadvertently without Voldemort's knowledge, that scar is the medium, which is why there is telepathy between Harry and Voldemort.

He did die once, Voldemort gave Harry Avada Kedavra, but he destroyed the fragment of his own soul attached to Harry.It happened that Harry was the master of the three Deathly Hallows, he was above the god of death at that time, and he had the right to choose whether to die or continue to fight alive.

Snape knew all this a long time ago, and he has been guarding this secret. Even Ma Linglong only understood everything after seeing Snape's memory.

Snape was initially furious that Dumbledore had asked him to protect Harry so that he could die safely when the time came.Snape wasn't sure if he really cared about the kid, or if he was disgusted by Dumbledore's use of him, and he couldn't accept the truth at first, but he could only compromise in the end.

"You saved me." Snape said affirmatively, hesitating whether to be grateful or not.

But Stark said modestly: "No, I just brought you from England to the United States. Someone else saved you. If you want to thank him, you can write him a thank you letter. I have the address here." , because he is really busy and may not have time to listen to you in person."

Snape let out a breath slowly, everything was over, 17 years, a full 17 years, but it didn't seem that long.He stared blankly at one place at random, until now he couldn't believe that he was still alive, Snape didn't know if this was another form of punishment for him.

He doesn't understand what is the meaning of his life in the future, what is left of him, he has lost his goal.

"Actually." Stark said, he seemed to know Snape's thoughts like the palm of his hand, "You still have a lot to do."

Snape was in a daze for a moment, he looked up at Stark, this guy who was so annoying in his eyes seemed to become cute.

This is really bad.

"Now everyone knows that you are actually an undercover agent, and they all regard you as a hero, although I think you may be more comfortable with everyone thinking of you as Voldemort II." Stark paused for a while, "But, On the bright side, rebirth gives you more opportunities to make up for your regrets. You can do things you want to do but have never dared to do, and then find yourself a new goal, or you can't do without a goal. Can.

Snape frowned, he could never get used to Stark's jumpy way of speaking.

"All in all, don't let 'Mrs. Stark' die for saving you."

Snape thought for a moment and said, "Where is she now?"

"Where else can it be?" Stark said with some dissatisfaction, "Clean up a lot of mess at Hogwarts, I really hope she remembers that tomorrow is my birthday."

Hogwarts has been renovated from the ground up, wizards have spent a lot of time restoring the magically damaged castle, and oil paintings on the walls are running around pretending to be helpful.

Ma Linglong cleaned the principal's office thoroughly several times, she wanted to ensure that the place was always clean and full of fun once in a while.Ma Linglong put a thick stack of ancient books into the bookcase, and then adjusted the angle of the decorations. Those bottles and jars shining with beautiful blue lights were stacked in their original positions, without any trace of being touched.

"You really don't think about it anymore?" Professor McGonagall said to Ma Linglong, "I think the students will be very happy to have you as the master of this office."

"I think you are more suitable, Professor McGonagall." Ma Linglong flicked the dust on the Sorting Hat with his fingers, and the Sorting Hat murmured like an old man awakened from sleep, "Whether it is qualifications or prestige, you are more qualified than me, the students just like me, but they respect you more."

"I don't want to deal with the Ministry of Magic all day," said McGonagall.

"I don't want to be so busy all the time." Ma Linglong's left hand is a bit inflexible, the skin from the forearm to the fingers is still very dark, and the surface is covered with slight bumps like totems, which looks very ugly.Bella's curse was quite sinister and vicious. Fortunately, she didn't aim at Ma Linglong's face at that time. "What's more, the headmaster of the British school of magic and magic is still British."

"I don't think Blake is a good candidate, although he is honest and responsible." McGonagall said, "But he is not calm enough."

"I think Black doesn't want to sit in Dumbledore's chair, it will make him sad." Ma Linglong said, "But there is one person, he will definitely be willing."

McGonagall thought for a while: "Snape?" She shook her head, "I don't think he wants to stay in school."

"He will agree." Ma Linglong said, "Except for Snape, who would use the former headmaster's name as the password for the import and export order?"

During Snape's tenure as headmaster, the password for the headmaster's office was "Dumbledore".

Bella was crazy, Ma Linglong's hand, when leaving the screaming shack, Ma Linglong used a very strong oblivion spell on Bella, and her brain was damaged.When Bella woke up, she no longer remembered who she was, nor did she know all the things she had done, nor did she know Voldemort.

And Voldemort knew that she had failed without seeing Bella in the final battle, but he did not show a little human concern for this loyal lady, only a tiny bit of regret.

The Malfoy family didn't participate in that battle, they made a right decision, escaped Voldemort, gave up power, wealth, and became an ordinary, unremarkable family of three wizards.They even planned to hide forever, just like Lily and James took little Potter to hide, if Voldemort really gained power.

But they were lucky, Voldemort failed to defeat Harry, he died, and the irony is that those Death Eaters who kept saying the slogan of allegiance were not so focused.Once Voldemort died, most of the Death Eaters disarmed and surrendered. Only the werewolves were still fighting.

The Malfoy family was sued by the new minister of the Ministry of Magic to the Supreme Court. At the same time, many Death Eaters did not escape the punishment of the law. Although they repeated their tricks and claimed that they were controlled by the Imperius Curse, they did not Under the evidence, it is impossible to argue. [The new minister is Kingsley of the Order of the Phoenix]

Lucius unexpectedly did not defend himself. He admitted that he was indeed a Death Eater and was not bewitched by anything. However, Ma Linglong cleared them of their charges, not just for Lucius. After all, Draco was indeed a Forced, and Narcissa saved Harry's life at a critical moment. [The plot in the second half of the Ha 7 movie]

However, it was difficult for the Malfoy family to return to their former prosperity in a short period of time. They used almost all their property to pay fines, but it seemed that they did not complain about it.On the contrary, the Weasleys became the richest family of pure-blood wizards, and Stark transferred all the huge inheritance left to him by his godmother to the Weasleys.

Given that the youngest of the Weasleys has graduated and is already a candidate for the Aurors, and Mr. Weasley himself has obtained a higher position, he already has a dozen members under him.The couple had nothing left to spend. They got a huge sum of money, but they didn't know how to use it. They didn't even think about decorating the house.

Ma Linglong came to the high tower of the castle, where it seemed to be completely untouched by black magic attacks. Dumbledore fell onto the grass from the window opposite her.She poured a glass of sour on the floor and said Dumbledore's full name (it was quite a long letter). 【Note 1】

There was a rustling sound behind her, and Ma Linglong turned her head.

"They said you were here." Lucius stopped at the stairs, "Sorry, I hope I didn't bother you." He knew what she was doing, and he knew where this place was, and he knew better that Draco planned to be in this place at the time do what.

This didn't sound like Lucius' tone, but Ma Linglong didn't mock him.

Today is the graduation ceremony for Year 7 students and parents are allowed to participate.

"What's your business?" Ma Linglong said.

"I think, thank you." Lucius said, he continued to walk forward, and slowly came to Ma Linglong's side, and the scenery outside the tower immediately came into his eyes.

Lucius' complexion was much better than it was a few weeks ago, but he still didn't take care of his hair and beard.

Ma Linglong said: "You saved me, I helped you, there is nothing to thank."

"Draco was able to graduate smoothly, I know it was your arrangement, otherwise he would not be able to go back to school." Lucius said sincerely, "Narcissa also wanted to thank you, but she was a little... In short, I am Sincere."

Narcissa couldn't let go of her figure, she didn't want to have to be shorter when she saw Ma Linglong in the future.

Ma Linglong stretched out his hand to Lucius: "Can you return it to me?"

The man didn't understand at first, and then he came to his senses. He took out the ruby ​​ring and put it on Ma Linglong's palm with some reluctance: "What's the use of this?"

"Since you ask that, it means that you have been very lucky." Ma Linglong brought the ring back to her little finger. "It has many uses, the most important one is to save your life. Obviously Voldemort never thought of killing you."

Lucius lowered his head, noncommittal. Voldemort really didn't want to kill him, but Voldemort has been torturing him physically and mentally, which is more terrible than death: "Is your hand getting better? Some ancient spells may help you." Malfoy didn't learn the ancient spells in his mouth, and he spent too much time on manipulating power.

Ma Linglong raised her unhealthy arm: "It will be fine, but it's a bit slow." She paused, "I suggest you study those spells yourself, maybe you can get another way to get rich from it. "

"I want to rest for a while." Lucius said, "Take Narcissa and Draco to Rome for a while, which is the birthplace of the Malfoy family."

"Pray to your ancestors?" Ma Linglong joked.

"Maybe." Lucius thought for a while, "Are we still friends?"

Ma Linglong pondered for a while: "We've never been friends."

Lucius was a little disappointed, the girl was right, they didn't have the same relationship as Ma Linglong and Snape.

"If you want, and your wife doesn't mind." Ma Linglong added, "We can try to be friends now."

The hall bell rang.

"Let's go." Ma Linglong said to him, "I have to give a speech. This was originally Dumbledore's job."

"You'll do well." Lucius said happily.

"That's right." Ma Linglong patted Lucius on the shoulder, passed him and went downstairs, "To be honest, I like your oily hair and pink face better, have you considered shaving your beard?"

In the corner, an old man in a gray robe watched the former student leave his sight. He stood by the window with a smile on his face. Everything was peaceful. Hogwarts ushered in the annual graduation ceremony again. The only The difference is that this year, or in the future, the old man's speech work will have to be done by other people.

Dumbledore's ghost wandered back and forth in the tower for a few times, he stopped suddenly, and said with some regret: "I really want to forget to tell Linglong to bring me some raspberry jam?"【Note 2】