HP's Wretched

"Flott!" Snape growled, and he also leaned forward a step, wanting to stretch his arms and try again to catch Flott's flying figure!

But still to no avail...

At that moment, Flotte's ears seemed to be deaf, and she couldn't hear anything except the "sizzling" sound from the connected and surging magic beams in front of her.Her gaze was concentrated on Gumantong not far in front of her, and she even saw the figure of a child calling for help in the reflection of the moonlight shining through the window in a trance—the figure of Little Tiger.

The "sizzling" sound of the magic beam gradually became louder, and even sporadic sparks appeared around the magic stone, but Flotte couldn't see anything, didn't care about anything, and her figure rushed forward again, finally stretched out. The long arms reached the "child" who was crying for help, and held him in his arms.

At the same time, Snape was clenching his teeth, his eyes fixed on Flott in the center of the circle, and his mind kept rolling with the movements of the person in the center.For the first time, he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. He couldn't destroy the magic circle, he couldn't knock up the Philosopher's Stone, he could only hold the magic wand shriveled tightly in his hand, watching the magic circle that was about to explode, and then waited uselessly for Flo after a while. Torn apart by the power of magic...

etc!He is not allowed to use magic to interfere with the Philosopher's Stone and Gumantong, but he can knock Flott away!He could get Fluote out of the range of the explosion.

As the magic circle began to "crack", Snape's eyes suddenly lit up, like a cheetah hiding in the grass and finding its prey. Without hesitation, he picked up his wand and shot at Flott in the center of the magic circle. !Retreat the enemy three feet!

Then, a green light shot out from the wand, hitting Flott.

At this time, Flotte, who was hit, seemed to be thrown to the side forcefully, unable to float by herself and fell hard to the wall beside her.

However, at the moment when she flew to the side due to the magic effect, the magic stone in the center of the magic circle finally exploded.

The legendary treasures that have existed in the world for hundreds of years are finally falling apart under the sway of the silver moonlight.Accompanied by the sound of "click", the translucent red gemstones listed lines, and then "bang", it turned into countless sharp slag, reflecting red light, leading the explosion wave visible to the naked eye, to all directions fly away.

Mr. Nicole May, who was at the farthest starter, quickly turned his back to prevent being injured by the splashing gem slag.But even though Flotte, who was the closest, had already fallen out of the range of the explosion, she couldn't avoid the "bullet" coming towards her accompanied by red light, so she could only close her eyes in fear.

However, Snape at the side obviously had the opportunity to turn around to protect himself, but he chose to release a protective barrier at Flott with the fastest reaction until Flott landed safely.

All this happened within this moment, and after everything calmed down, the burning pain on his face brought Snapeura back to reality.

Snape didn't pay attention to the abnormality on his left cheek. Instead, he yelled at Flott who fell to the ground and hadn't got up: "You're crazy! You were almost blown to pieces just now! You..."

Snape, who usually used his characteristic adjectives to talk in twists and turns, was so angry that he ran out of words for a while.

He strode towards Flotte one step at a time, and even had the idea of ​​lifting Flotte who was lying on the ground into the air, giving a loud roar, and then throwing Flotte on the ground and turning away.

But when Flotte on the ground struggled to sit up, holding the stone doll stiffly with her bloody arm stuck in pieces of the Philosopher's Stone, Snape still couldn't bear to really do that.His protective magic was still one step too late.

Flotte didn't pay attention to the gray sweater on her arm that was gradually soaking red, but tremblingly picked up the Gumantong and held it up in front of her face to see if she was hurt at all...

Gumantong was well protected and was not affected by the explosion at all...

However, it is not the same as before...

Flotte grasped Gumantong's hand and began to force it excitedly, and the fingers that were already dripping blood turned pale and bloodless under this force.She bit her lower lip slightly, her hands trembling, and said in the weakest but clearest voice in the most unbelievable tone: "Look, the black has faded... the black has faded... the black has faded."

Snape's attention was also shifted from the wound on Flott's body to the Gumanthong in her hand. Sure enough, the half-grey and half-black Gumanthong had really faded into an ordinary lime-gray now. , Did their magic circle work?

But Flotte was not overjoyed by this unfortunate change in front of her. On the contrary, she suddenly realized the most important question: "And then? And then! Why? Why! It's still a doll! Why!"

"Come on, kid, let me see." Mr. Nicolas came quickly to Flotte with small steps, took the doll from Flotte who was a little dazed, and looked it over carefully. Brushing the stone doll's eyes with his finger, he concluded, "The purification has worked, but it was not completely successful. Gumantong's eyes are still black, the color has not faded, and the mana of restraint still exists. It's just... "

"Just what?" Flotte knelt up excitedly, and she looked at Nicolas May like a traveler who was dying of thirst in the desert seeing the lake.

"It's just that after so many years of cultivation, the child's soul should have a very strong power, but it is obvious that the power of Gumantong's restraint has been purified and reduced to this point, but he did not voluntarily break free from the restraint, but Still stay inside obediently." Nicole May explained calmly, but this phenomenon was still a bit strange in his eyes.

"What do you mean? You mean he didn't want to leave?" Snape asked.

"I think it's possible. Maybe this child is still reluctant to leave." Nicolas May raised her head to look at Flotte who was kneeling on the ground and had no strength yet. At the same time, she saw the redness of the mother who redeemed her child. "I think this possibility should be the greatest."

"Why didn't he leave? He's been tortured for so long, there's no reason..." Flotte's choked up voice became smaller and smaller.

Nicole May's eyes gradually became empty, and he muttered: "How many children in the world are willing to leave their mothers, and besides, this parting may last forever."

Flotte's tears finally flowed down uncontrollably, but she didn't want to show her weakness and incompetence at this juncture, so she wiped away her fragile tears with her fingertips that were still slightly bleeding.Blood and tears were intertwined, hanging on Flote's pale face.

And Snape who was standing aside, behind his expressionless face, couldn't help but think of his mother who abandoned him and gave up everything... Why, it's also a mother...

"Then... then what can I do..." Flotte slowed down and controlled herself to ask the question, "Should I force him to leave?"

"Maybe when there is no restraint, that is, when he is completely purified, he has to leave if he doesn't want to." Mr. Nicolas said, "But I think you may have to wait, because there are no more Things can purify the soul."

It is extremely easy to color a pot of clear water, but it is extremely difficult to make muddy water clear.

Knowing this, Flotte lowered her head and stared blankly at the ground without making a sound.

I don't know how long the three of them stalemate here, before Snape looked at the ruby ​​shards on the ground and sighed without any trace, then broke the calm atmosphere and said, "I'm sorry, sir, the Philosopher's Stone..."

Nicolas knew what Snape was going to say, he waved his hand and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, anyway, Albus and I were already planning to destroy it, today's accident saved us a lot of things .”

Snape nodded to Nicolas with sincere thanks, and then turned his gaze back to Flotte.He squatted down gently, squatting next to Flotte who was kneeling on the ground who was thinking of something at this moment, and ordered in a normal tone with comforting intentions: "I don't think you can come up with something while kneeling." What, get up, go and sit on the sofa over there, and I'll clean the wound on your arm for you."

Flotte shook her head, and just about to raise her head and say don't worry, she found that there was a not-so-short wound on Snape's face at this time, which was scratched by the shards of the Sorcerer's Stone.

"Your face..." Flotte raised her hand and wiped the bleeding wound on Snape's face.

Snape actually disliked Flott's hands that were also covered in blood and tears, but he couldn't add fuel to the fire when Flott was so sad and collapsed, so he could only grit his teeth and hold back his thoughts. The urge to back away.

When the cold fingertips touched Snape's face, he still trembled unconsciously, he didn't know if it was because of the pain from touching the wound, or because of something else...

Seeing Snape's subconscious reaction, Flott suddenly realized that she was poking someone's wound like an idiot... Sure enough, the wave of the explosion definitely affected her head, Flott thought embarrassingly. road.

Flotte hastily withdrew her hand, concealing the embarrassment of having done something stupid, stood up blankly, hugged Gumanthong who was still in Nicolas May's arms, and walked despondently to the sofa beside her.

Snape didn't care about Flott's abnormality, but he was glad that this troublemaker finally listened to him once.

However, in the eyes of Mr. Nicolas, who has lived for hundreds of years, he saw something very interesting.The professors under Albus, this is the last time someone is not single...

However, no one found out about his unreliable conjecture.

Flotte, who was sitting on the sofa, stroked the stone doll's brows and eyes again, thinking about what Nicolomet said at that time.

What else in this world is worthy of your nostalgia, son?Could it be my incompetent mother?Or do you have a final wish?

You should go, you should go...

The author has something to say:

I feel that in the next chapter, I should be able to write about Flotte's patron saint.

It is very romantic to change this stalk for the patron saint of the lover, but it has been written without writing by the same humanities.In fact, after carefully studying the original novel, there are only two patron saints of change that have been clearly written, one is a professor and the other is Tonks.

And these two people have one thing in common, they were both given a fatal blow by the person they loved, needless to say, the professor loves Lily, but Lily was killed because of his mistake, and the change of Tonks' patron saint is The side description of the original book is more detailed. She loves Lupine, but is told by the lover that she is a dangerous werewolf, who will never give others happiness in her life, and rejects Tonks, and then Tonks is hit hard. But she still loves Lupine, and then the Patronus turns into a wolf.So I'm more advocating that the professor's Patronus changed after Lily's death.

Let’s look at other examples to verify this conclusion. Rowling’s official spouses, such as the Potters, have different patron saints, but they are a pair. Ron and Hermione have different patron saints, but It has the meaning of chasing Minase, and it is also a couple. According to the movie, the patron saints of Ginny and Harry are not the same. It is impossible that there is no love between these official couples.

To sum up, loving him may not change the patron saint, unless there is a major blow bonus. After all, the patron saint is such a profound magic, it will be so easy to change, wouldn't it be necessary to change back after breaking up?The above-mentioned official partners are more destined to be accompanied by souls (this is just my own guess based on various plots and the comments of several big bosses, and it may be very inaccurate.)

So I don't play any change meme here, let's play something different, come to the meme of the soul itself, this is more interesting than changing for you.

That's why I revealed that the professor's original patron saint was a leopard, and the one that best matches her is Flott's patron saint. You should be able to guess it.

I talk so much nonsense...