Chapter 428 Snape's Fun
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 428 Snape's Fun
(make up for yesterday)
"Ah, you're awake!"
Madam Pomfrey moved skillfully in the dark ward, and she briskly brought over a plate of chocolates from the other side of the room.
That's a chocolate in the shape of a dragon's head!
Surprisingly large!
Harry blinked vigorously before he recognized that it was the head of one of the three magic dragon candies that the Froomes made at Christmas time.
Madam Pomfrey came to Harry's hospital bed, put the plate on the bedside table, took out a small hammer and tapped on the dragon's horns, smashing it down forcefully.
"How is everyone else?" Harry stood up and looked at the rest of the infirmary.
Ron and the twins lay asleep in the other beds in the infirmary, and Harry was relieved to hear their soft snoring.
As for the MacGuffin—
Harry remembered the scene he saw after waking up, the terrifying serpentine transformation after the [Blood Curse] on McGuffin intensified... the battle with the dementor, and the connection between him and Dumbledore's wand, and the big and amazing 'moon like an eyeball' after that...
Although that extremely oppressive feeling soon made him unconscious again.
But the feeling of suffocation and pain that is more suffocating and painful than facing a dementor is still haunting him, making him unable to breathe...
Harry looked up and finally found Albert, who was lying on the opposite bed—in the dark infirmary, the moonlight shone on his bald head, which was very conspicuous—
It seems that the [Blood Curse] on McGuffin has been suppressed.
At least the original scary 'snake man' shape is gone.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, after Madam Pomfrey broke the chocolate, she brought out a glass of moderately warm milk. She placed it in front of Harry and said to him,
"Here you are!—Eat the chocolate, it's good for you! Harry!"
"I have to say something to you, Potter! Although you did a good job...you protected yourself with [Occlumency], even without a wand, you were able to muster up the courage to face those dementors...but the psychological damage caused by those monsters to you cannot be temporarily erased, you must take a good rest!"
"These chocolates were found thanks to the house elf named Dobby... Otherwise, I would have to go to the magic store in the wizarding land on the east coast to buy chocolates!"
Madam Pomfrey complained softly, seeing that Harry was still staring blankly at the opposite MacGuffin, she couldn't help but hand the large piece of smashed horn from the plate to Harry's hand.
"Eat it, Harry!" she said forcefully.
Harry took it in his hand, looked at the shiny 'reflector' on the opposite side and asked, "How's the McGuffin?"
"He'll survive," Madam Pomfrey said gloomily, "even in better condition than you guys..."
"The [Blood Curse] and the dark magic power he absorbed through that black magic are protecting his body... and even undergoing some kind of dangerous magical transformation. However, I am worried about this, and I don't know how much these changes will affect the little wizard's mind and body."
"He must be systematically measured and tested...and he can't go back until Professor Dumbledore and I are satisfied."
"Of course, you are not much better! Harry, if you want to go home early, then listen to me and have a good rest. It's over now... No, drink the milk!"
After Harry ate the chocolate and drank a big gulp of milk, he felt the warmth in his stomach, and the feeling of fatigue and depression disappeared from his body immediately.
At this time, he also saw that the oak door was opened a gap, not closed tightly, and the light and sound from outside were slipping in.
The voices of Cornelius Fudge, Snape, and Dumbledore were coming in from the corridor outside.
From time to time, there was the sound of someone running in the corridor.
Madam Pomfrey frowned, annoyed at this.
The bitterness of the chocolate and the sweetness of the milk and sugar echoed in his mouth, and Harry thought of the other two victims, the Froomes.
He asked Madam Pomfrey worriedly, "Where are Mr. and Mrs. Froome? Why aren't they here? We saw...the condition of the two of them is very bad..."
Madam Pomfrey hesitated, not knowing whether to tell Harry, but finally she sighed and said, "They are indeed in a much more serious situation than yours, and have been transferred to [St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic]. There are healers who specialize in treating injuries caused by spells. Don't worry, Potter!"
"As a little wizard, you have tried your best! At least it is much better than some guys who can only eat dry food..."
Madam Pomfrey pressed some parts of Harry's body that were originally wounds, "Does it hurt? Son..."
Harry shook his head.
Madam Pomfrey continued in a low voice, "Well, it looks like you're recovering well, Potter! The Minister for Magic wants to ask you something... About tonight, if you're ready, just tell me."
"I'm fine!"
Harry straightened up, drank the milk in one gulp, and licked the side of his mouth, "I'm ready, I have to meet the headmaster."
"It's okay kid, you can rest more!"
"Madame Pomfrey...I really have something to tell the headmaster!" Harry said eagerly.
He remembered the black mist—that thing was Voldemort.
How can it be?Professor Dumbledore once said that Voldemort should be hiding in the Black Forest of Algeria!How could the Dark Lord come out of there!
Confused, Harry jumped out of bed.
"Okay! Be quiet...don't wake up the others, I'll call them."
After Madam Pomfrey saw that she could not stop the little wizard, she went outside the corridor to find Connelly and Dumbledore who had been dealing with affairs in the next room.
……
Fudge and Dumbledore stood in the dark infirmary, listening to Harry whisper what happened to them after today's exam.
…From the secret passage leading to [Honey Dukes]…to meeting the twins…accidentally knowing the existence of Death Eaters…and then being trapped in the underground labyrinth built by McGuffin by accident and captured by Death Eaters…McGuffin rescued Hermione and the others, stopped the Death Eaters temporarily, and then accidentally went the wrong way.
"Wait! This is impossible!"
Connelly interrupted Harry, disbelieving the boy's earlier story.
He retorted anxiously, "My child, maybe your memory is wrong... Maybe someone is pretending to be the Dark Lord. You don't know!... Ten years ago, two years after the Dark Lord disappeared, many dark wizards began to impersonate the Dark Lord and do various evil deeds... This may be another impersonation!"
"Minister, listen!" Harry said, "I know what I'm seeing... (Harry points to the scar on his forehead, Fudge looks away, his face is very ugly) This scar of mine is so painful that it almost splits my head. And those Death Eaters are obeying his orders, and who else but Voldemort can order them!"
Fudge shook his head, forcing a smile on his face.
"Harry, I know that you have experienced those terrible disasters just now, and your mind is still a little confused, and you can't calm down and think rationally..."
"Think about it carefully! Isn't it possible that those Death Eaters want to create terror and create an illusion of 'resurrecting' the Dark Lord's activities... They want to use you, a person with a special status in the magic world, to spread the news and disrupt the order of the magic world... Maybe... We know that Sirius Black was the first prisoner to escape from Azkaban Prison. Is there such a possibility? Behind today's incident is a series of actions taken by this most vicious and cunning criminal..."
"No, it's not!" Harry growled extremely stubbornly, "It's really Voldemort! We all saw it with our own eyes and heard him admit it with our own ears."
The argument between Fudge and Harry made Black next to him (fidgeting and looking tense), while Snape, who was hiding silently in the dark, was secretly watching the good show.
In the end, it was Dumbledore who made the two of them put aside the argument temporarily, "Minister, let's let this matter go, we'll discuss it later, don't wake up Albert, Weasley, Granger and the others..."
The name of the MacGuffin calmed Harry, he recalled, and began to whisper the next thing.
...When the McGuffin was also under control and it was extremely urgent...the appearance of a tall stag [Guardian] temporarily relieved their crisis...even smashed the shape of the dementor aggregate, making it impossible to maintain...
"Stag?"
Dumbledore asked again, he looked thoughtful, and turned his head slightly to stare at Hermione's bed, but everyone present was confused by the unexpected helper mentioned by Harry, and did not notice it.
Fudge turned to look at Snape, "Severus... I remember that the Patronus you showed not long ago seemed to be a deer too?
"No, it wasn't me... mine was a doe... and I wasn't there then, me and Lupine... and this guy went there after [Honeydukes] exploded!"
Seeing everyone staring at him, Snape was a little annoyed and explained reluctantly.
Harry was surprised to see the big fat man (Black) who was silent in the corner, and after hearing this explanation, he stared at Snape with wide eyes.
Then Harry's story made almost everyone at the scene unbelievable——
…After Voldemort was unable to maintain the dementor form, he began to order the Death Eaters to take Harry and McGuffin away and bring them to him (Fudge looked in disbelief, staring at Harry, he felt that the little wizard hadn’t recovered yet) … After that, Voldemort left the cellar by himself and went to the first floor to search for the wizard who rescued them … But he couldn’t find it … After that, Voldemort left … Then the previous people wore the [Invisibility Cloak] and issued the [Explosive Curse] … to disperse the death eaters Attention of gangsters, and then McGonagall floated the entire cellar...
"Floating?"
"Well, everything floats up, like there's no gravity!"
"I remember, he had his wand confiscated, right? Can this kind of thing be done?" Fudge said in a daze, staring at the shiny, naked head in the dark over there.
"After that, what happened?"
"I took my chance and took our wands out of Bellatrix's pocket... and threw them at the MacGuffin."
Harry vaguely passed over the 'what a heroic' method he had used to do this, and quickly brought up the subject of the figure he'd seen.
"I seem to see - one of the people under the cloak, it seems to be my father... he looks very... very young, very similar to one of the pictures in the photo album Hagrid gave me when he was in school..."
"Because the glasses are broken, it's blurry...I can't confirm it."
Hearing this, Fudge shook his head in disbelief. He felt more and more that Harry's brain had been damaged by the previous incident——this story was too confusing.
——Listen to what this is called, even if James Potter comes back to life, he won't be a third or fourth grader!Let Madam Pomfrey take another look!No, let's ask the therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic to take a look together, shall we?
Fudge thought to himself.
When Dumbledore heard Harry's words, he confirmed one thing even more.
A little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked, "So what happened to the next big explosion?"
"After McGuffin got the wand... the cellar was in chaos. He smashed all the boxes [Honeydukes] had piled up, and sprinkled the flour inside all over the room. Afterwards, Bellatrix even cast a magic spell to ignite it, detonating the explosion... I was rushed out of the cellar at the entrance of the corridor, and passed out."
"What do you mean?"
"What is it that Bellatrix exploded herself?"
Madam Pomfrey asked, she didn't understand.
Fudge finally understood the cause and effect of this matter immediately.
Because he has dealt with all kinds of explosion accidents caused by magic in Muggle society, he is very familiar with what caused them.
"Dust explosion!"
[Gas Explosion], [Terrorist Attack]... [Sewer Gas Explosion] These are all good excuses for the Ministry of Magic to deal with the Muggle police department and quell the unrest in the Muggle society.
Last year [London's giant plant incident] used these methods to offset its influence in Muggle society, and once again concealed the truth.
Although the Muggles felt that last year was extremely unlucky all over the UK, there were always various explosions, until now... There are still various conspiracy theories in the gossip.
After Fudge explained a few words softly, everyone finally understood what the dust explosion was all about.
"Then it all ties together, doesn't it? Severus! You should be there by now!"
"Hmm! Minister, it seems that Bellatrix is very determined to take Harry away... She is fighting to maintain herself, even transforming herself into a (ghoul) Wendigo..."
Snape was telling the truth.
"It's a very dangerous situation. The little wizard MacGuffin Albert was almost killed... It was Lupine Remus who rescued the little wizard in his werewolf form!"
"Okay, I get it, but you can't tell the reporters about this! If you let them know that if there are werewolves in Hogwarts or Hogsmeade village, they can move freely in Hogwarts or Hogsmeade... It will be a mess, even if Lupine saves the little wizard, it will be very difficult!"
"Just as Severus you...and...and..."
"By the way, what's your name? Why can't I remember your name... I'm too busy tonight, I haven't thanked you enough for saving Harry!"
Fudge finally realized that he hadn't asked the fat wizard's name.
He exchanged greetings, and forced the fat wizard Black to come to Harry, pressing him step by step to ask his name, while asking Harry to thank the wizard who saved him.
"You look familiar... I just can't remember your name!"
Fudge asked again, and he left Potbellied Black and Harry staring wide-eyed at each other—
'It's amazing! '
Snape yelled in his heart, he couldn't help laughing when he watched this scene - it turned out that he had been holding back all this time because of this scene.
Especially Black's expression now——
Worth, so worth it!
I'm going to kill him with joy!
(End of this chapter)
(make up for yesterday)
"Ah, you're awake!"
Madam Pomfrey moved skillfully in the dark ward, and she briskly brought over a plate of chocolates from the other side of the room.
That's a chocolate in the shape of a dragon's head!
Surprisingly large!
Harry blinked vigorously before he recognized that it was the head of one of the three magic dragon candies that the Froomes made at Christmas time.
Madam Pomfrey came to Harry's hospital bed, put the plate on the bedside table, took out a small hammer and tapped on the dragon's horns, smashing it down forcefully.
"How is everyone else?" Harry stood up and looked at the rest of the infirmary.
Ron and the twins lay asleep in the other beds in the infirmary, and Harry was relieved to hear their soft snoring.
As for the MacGuffin—
Harry remembered the scene he saw after waking up, the terrifying serpentine transformation after the [Blood Curse] on McGuffin intensified... the battle with the dementor, and the connection between him and Dumbledore's wand, and the big and amazing 'moon like an eyeball' after that...
Although that extremely oppressive feeling soon made him unconscious again.
But the feeling of suffocation and pain that is more suffocating and painful than facing a dementor is still haunting him, making him unable to breathe...
Harry looked up and finally found Albert, who was lying on the opposite bed—in the dark infirmary, the moonlight shone on his bald head, which was very conspicuous—
It seems that the [Blood Curse] on McGuffin has been suppressed.
At least the original scary 'snake man' shape is gone.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, after Madam Pomfrey broke the chocolate, she brought out a glass of moderately warm milk. She placed it in front of Harry and said to him,
"Here you are!—Eat the chocolate, it's good for you! Harry!"
"I have to say something to you, Potter! Although you did a good job...you protected yourself with [Occlumency], even without a wand, you were able to muster up the courage to face those dementors...but the psychological damage caused by those monsters to you cannot be temporarily erased, you must take a good rest!"
"These chocolates were found thanks to the house elf named Dobby... Otherwise, I would have to go to the magic store in the wizarding land on the east coast to buy chocolates!"
Madam Pomfrey complained softly, seeing that Harry was still staring blankly at the opposite MacGuffin, she couldn't help but hand the large piece of smashed horn from the plate to Harry's hand.
"Eat it, Harry!" she said forcefully.
Harry took it in his hand, looked at the shiny 'reflector' on the opposite side and asked, "How's the McGuffin?"
"He'll survive," Madam Pomfrey said gloomily, "even in better condition than you guys..."
"The [Blood Curse] and the dark magic power he absorbed through that black magic are protecting his body... and even undergoing some kind of dangerous magical transformation. However, I am worried about this, and I don't know how much these changes will affect the little wizard's mind and body."
"He must be systematically measured and tested...and he can't go back until Professor Dumbledore and I are satisfied."
"Of course, you are not much better! Harry, if you want to go home early, then listen to me and have a good rest. It's over now... No, drink the milk!"
After Harry ate the chocolate and drank a big gulp of milk, he felt the warmth in his stomach, and the feeling of fatigue and depression disappeared from his body immediately.
At this time, he also saw that the oak door was opened a gap, not closed tightly, and the light and sound from outside were slipping in.
The voices of Cornelius Fudge, Snape, and Dumbledore were coming in from the corridor outside.
From time to time, there was the sound of someone running in the corridor.
Madam Pomfrey frowned, annoyed at this.
The bitterness of the chocolate and the sweetness of the milk and sugar echoed in his mouth, and Harry thought of the other two victims, the Froomes.
He asked Madam Pomfrey worriedly, "Where are Mr. and Mrs. Froome? Why aren't they here? We saw...the condition of the two of them is very bad..."
Madam Pomfrey hesitated, not knowing whether to tell Harry, but finally she sighed and said, "They are indeed in a much more serious situation than yours, and have been transferred to [St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic]. There are healers who specialize in treating injuries caused by spells. Don't worry, Potter!"
"As a little wizard, you have tried your best! At least it is much better than some guys who can only eat dry food..."
Madam Pomfrey pressed some parts of Harry's body that were originally wounds, "Does it hurt? Son..."
Harry shook his head.
Madam Pomfrey continued in a low voice, "Well, it looks like you're recovering well, Potter! The Minister for Magic wants to ask you something... About tonight, if you're ready, just tell me."
"I'm fine!"
Harry straightened up, drank the milk in one gulp, and licked the side of his mouth, "I'm ready, I have to meet the headmaster."
"It's okay kid, you can rest more!"
"Madame Pomfrey...I really have something to tell the headmaster!" Harry said eagerly.
He remembered the black mist—that thing was Voldemort.
How can it be?Professor Dumbledore once said that Voldemort should be hiding in the Black Forest of Algeria!How could the Dark Lord come out of there!
Confused, Harry jumped out of bed.
"Okay! Be quiet...don't wake up the others, I'll call them."
After Madam Pomfrey saw that she could not stop the little wizard, she went outside the corridor to find Connelly and Dumbledore who had been dealing with affairs in the next room.
……
Fudge and Dumbledore stood in the dark infirmary, listening to Harry whisper what happened to them after today's exam.
…From the secret passage leading to [Honey Dukes]…to meeting the twins…accidentally knowing the existence of Death Eaters…and then being trapped in the underground labyrinth built by McGuffin by accident and captured by Death Eaters…McGuffin rescued Hermione and the others, stopped the Death Eaters temporarily, and then accidentally went the wrong way.
"Wait! This is impossible!"
Connelly interrupted Harry, disbelieving the boy's earlier story.
He retorted anxiously, "My child, maybe your memory is wrong... Maybe someone is pretending to be the Dark Lord. You don't know!... Ten years ago, two years after the Dark Lord disappeared, many dark wizards began to impersonate the Dark Lord and do various evil deeds... This may be another impersonation!"
"Minister, listen!" Harry said, "I know what I'm seeing... (Harry points to the scar on his forehead, Fudge looks away, his face is very ugly) This scar of mine is so painful that it almost splits my head. And those Death Eaters are obeying his orders, and who else but Voldemort can order them!"
Fudge shook his head, forcing a smile on his face.
"Harry, I know that you have experienced those terrible disasters just now, and your mind is still a little confused, and you can't calm down and think rationally..."
"Think about it carefully! Isn't it possible that those Death Eaters want to create terror and create an illusion of 'resurrecting' the Dark Lord's activities... They want to use you, a person with a special status in the magic world, to spread the news and disrupt the order of the magic world... Maybe... We know that Sirius Black was the first prisoner to escape from Azkaban Prison. Is there such a possibility? Behind today's incident is a series of actions taken by this most vicious and cunning criminal..."
"No, it's not!" Harry growled extremely stubbornly, "It's really Voldemort! We all saw it with our own eyes and heard him admit it with our own ears."
The argument between Fudge and Harry made Black next to him (fidgeting and looking tense), while Snape, who was hiding silently in the dark, was secretly watching the good show.
In the end, it was Dumbledore who made the two of them put aside the argument temporarily, "Minister, let's let this matter go, we'll discuss it later, don't wake up Albert, Weasley, Granger and the others..."
The name of the MacGuffin calmed Harry, he recalled, and began to whisper the next thing.
...When the McGuffin was also under control and it was extremely urgent...the appearance of a tall stag [Guardian] temporarily relieved their crisis...even smashed the shape of the dementor aggregate, making it impossible to maintain...
"Stag?"
Dumbledore asked again, he looked thoughtful, and turned his head slightly to stare at Hermione's bed, but everyone present was confused by the unexpected helper mentioned by Harry, and did not notice it.
Fudge turned to look at Snape, "Severus... I remember that the Patronus you showed not long ago seemed to be a deer too?
"No, it wasn't me... mine was a doe... and I wasn't there then, me and Lupine... and this guy went there after [Honeydukes] exploded!"
Seeing everyone staring at him, Snape was a little annoyed and explained reluctantly.
Harry was surprised to see the big fat man (Black) who was silent in the corner, and after hearing this explanation, he stared at Snape with wide eyes.
Then Harry's story made almost everyone at the scene unbelievable——
…After Voldemort was unable to maintain the dementor form, he began to order the Death Eaters to take Harry and McGuffin away and bring them to him (Fudge looked in disbelief, staring at Harry, he felt that the little wizard hadn’t recovered yet) … After that, Voldemort left the cellar by himself and went to the first floor to search for the wizard who rescued them … But he couldn’t find it … After that, Voldemort left … Then the previous people wore the [Invisibility Cloak] and issued the [Explosive Curse] … to disperse the death eaters Attention of gangsters, and then McGonagall floated the entire cellar...
"Floating?"
"Well, everything floats up, like there's no gravity!"
"I remember, he had his wand confiscated, right? Can this kind of thing be done?" Fudge said in a daze, staring at the shiny, naked head in the dark over there.
"After that, what happened?"
"I took my chance and took our wands out of Bellatrix's pocket... and threw them at the MacGuffin."
Harry vaguely passed over the 'what a heroic' method he had used to do this, and quickly brought up the subject of the figure he'd seen.
"I seem to see - one of the people under the cloak, it seems to be my father... he looks very... very young, very similar to one of the pictures in the photo album Hagrid gave me when he was in school..."
"Because the glasses are broken, it's blurry...I can't confirm it."
Hearing this, Fudge shook his head in disbelief. He felt more and more that Harry's brain had been damaged by the previous incident——this story was too confusing.
——Listen to what this is called, even if James Potter comes back to life, he won't be a third or fourth grader!Let Madam Pomfrey take another look!No, let's ask the therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic to take a look together, shall we?
Fudge thought to himself.
When Dumbledore heard Harry's words, he confirmed one thing even more.
A little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked, "So what happened to the next big explosion?"
"After McGuffin got the wand... the cellar was in chaos. He smashed all the boxes [Honeydukes] had piled up, and sprinkled the flour inside all over the room. Afterwards, Bellatrix even cast a magic spell to ignite it, detonating the explosion... I was rushed out of the cellar at the entrance of the corridor, and passed out."
"What do you mean?"
"What is it that Bellatrix exploded herself?"
Madam Pomfrey asked, she didn't understand.
Fudge finally understood the cause and effect of this matter immediately.
Because he has dealt with all kinds of explosion accidents caused by magic in Muggle society, he is very familiar with what caused them.
"Dust explosion!"
[Gas Explosion], [Terrorist Attack]... [Sewer Gas Explosion] These are all good excuses for the Ministry of Magic to deal with the Muggle police department and quell the unrest in the Muggle society.
Last year [London's giant plant incident] used these methods to offset its influence in Muggle society, and once again concealed the truth.
Although the Muggles felt that last year was extremely unlucky all over the UK, there were always various explosions, until now... There are still various conspiracy theories in the gossip.
After Fudge explained a few words softly, everyone finally understood what the dust explosion was all about.
"Then it all ties together, doesn't it? Severus! You should be there by now!"
"Hmm! Minister, it seems that Bellatrix is very determined to take Harry away... She is fighting to maintain herself, even transforming herself into a (ghoul) Wendigo..."
Snape was telling the truth.
"It's a very dangerous situation. The little wizard MacGuffin Albert was almost killed... It was Lupine Remus who rescued the little wizard in his werewolf form!"
"Okay, I get it, but you can't tell the reporters about this! If you let them know that if there are werewolves in Hogwarts or Hogsmeade village, they can move freely in Hogwarts or Hogsmeade... It will be a mess, even if Lupine saves the little wizard, it will be very difficult!"
"Just as Severus you...and...and..."
"By the way, what's your name? Why can't I remember your name... I'm too busy tonight, I haven't thanked you enough for saving Harry!"
Fudge finally realized that he hadn't asked the fat wizard's name.
He exchanged greetings, and forced the fat wizard Black to come to Harry, pressing him step by step to ask his name, while asking Harry to thank the wizard who saved him.
"You look familiar... I just can't remember your name!"
Fudge asked again, and he left Potbellied Black and Harry staring wide-eyed at each other—
'It's amazing! '
Snape yelled in his heart, he couldn't help laughing when he watched this scene - it turned out that he had been holding back all this time because of this scene.
Especially Black's expression now——
Worth, so worth it!
I'm going to kill him with joy!
(End of this chapter)
