Voldemort's face showed a blank look of consternation, but it was fleeting.

Snape's face was the same.

He had never thought of it, but he suspected that the fake Lily had known it all from the beginning—that the next owner of the Elder Wand after Dumbledore would be the timid, lanky boy with short platinum hair, not him, Severus Snape!

He heard Voldemort whisper, "But what does it matter? Even if you're right, Potter, what does it matter to you and me? You no longer hold that phoenix feather wand: we'll duel by skill...... Wait until I kill you, and then deal with Draco Malfoy's ......."

"But you're too late," said Harry, "and you've missed your chance. I got a head start, I had defeated Draco Malfoy a few weeks earlier, and I had snatched this wand from him. ”

Harry shook his hawthornwood wand and felt all eyes in the auditorium on it.

"So, that's how it turned out, right?" Harry whispered, staring at Voldemort's ugly, twisted snake face, "Does the wand in your hand know that his last master has been disarmed......? Now I am the true master of the Elder Wand. ”

Snape's teeth gritted.

...... So is that the truth of everything? The savior boy Harry Potter is the current owner of the Elder Wand?

So what did the fake Lily do for it? Was it just to mislead Voldemort into believing that she was the true owner of the Elder Wand, just to clear the suspicion of Severus Snape, who had killed Dumbledore, in Voldemort's mind? Or ...... Did she want to cover the golden boy Harry Potter?Did Dumbledore tell her to do this?Or did she do it voluntarily?What was her purpose?!

Snape felt that he knew more information at the moment, but it didn't help him sort it out. His mind was like a mess, and like a thick fog, that concealed the true face and true motives of the fake Lily, so that he could not see anything clearly, and he could not think clearly.

There was silence in the room until his name was called.

"Look what a traitor hides in the shadows over there. Voldemort gestured casually at the doorway with the Elder Wand in his hand. In the direction he pointed, the shivering group of students seemed to want to disperse for a moment, but in the dark corner behind them, a man in black robes slowly stepped out and walked through the group of little trolls huddled as if they were in the cold winter wind, and stood at the front of them, facing Voldemort without saying a word.

The eyes of the others turned to him as a result. There was a tumultuous exclamation from the crowd, staring at him with astonishment, admiration, anger, hatred, and cringe. But none of this seemed to affect the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, who had been appointed by Voldemort himself, and he was still standing upright in front of the group of Hogwarts seniors and some of his colleagues, only slightly behind the position of Harry Potter, the savior boy who had just come back from the dead, and also facing the Dark Lord with the Elder Wand. His pale face was expressionless, and he looked directly into the hollowness of Voldemort's eyes.

"Severus Snape—" Voldemort druffled. Every syllable of his name slowly rolled over the tip of the Dark Lord's serpent-like tongue, stirring up a suffocating and disgusting feeling.

"I guess you didn't bring me what I wanted, huh?" Voldemort spoke again, staring at Snape's face as if scrutinizing.

"Indeed, you no longer obey my commands, Severus, my once faithful servant. Voldemort stroked the knots on the Elder Wand in his hand, and said sarcastically and regretfully, "We are about to succeed, killing all those who are not of pure blood or dare to rebel against the Dark Lord, and dominate the entire wizarding world—and you have betrayed me at this time? You really didn't have any Imperius or Aphrodisiac?" He hissed out laughing as he seemed to remember what Harry had just said.

"This Potter just said you ...... Who did he fancie? His mother?...... Oh, that's amazing, haven't you ever had the slightest affection for Lily Evans?" he laughed at the black-robed man in front of him, who was as silent as ever, as if Snape's betrayal had made him particularly impatient a dozen years ago, as if he had begged young Snape to spare Beriel Fergton's life.

"That woman saved your life - I was going to kill you. "Maybe I should do that, so you might not make another stupid choice—you're going to be on Potter's side now?" he frankly admitted, "Maybe I should do that, so you don't have to make it seem like you didn't exist?"

He grinned, a malicious grin. "Wake up, Severus. These disgusting righteous people will not forget that you killed Albus Dumbledore, no matter how many convincing reasons you have—"

Snape opened his mouth, finally making a noise.

"I don't care if what I've done is understood or recognized. "I just think it's time for this to end, and you shouldn't be here anymore, sir." ”

Voldemort looked as if he had misheard something, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. But for a moment, he grinned again and shook his head regretfully.

"Look what I've found—" His tone seemed to be filled with pity and regret, and his voice dragged out, his blood-red eyes fixed on his greatest rival and most loyal servant in front of him.

"Oh, Severus, if I'm not mistaken, isn't that the last sentence I used to describe that filthy mudblood?" he asked Snape contrivedly, softly and considerately.

The expression on Snape's face went blank for a second, and he quickly replied in a tone that couldn't have been more flat, "She answered you, sir, too." ”

"Oh, oh, oh—that's what the filthy mudblood said before he died! thanks to you for reminding me—" Voldemort looked a little exaggeratedly surprised, and turned to Harry, his tone with obvious mockery. "Potter, it looks like what you think is far from the truth - you've been deceived! How ridiculous you want to fight the Dark Lord for those gorgeous lies......"

Harry looked slightly dazed for a moment, but he quickly hardened his conviction and shouted, "No, it can't be! Everything I said was told to me by Dumbledore and Professor Evans, who had given their lives for their faith, and you were now trying to tarnish their reputation......"

Voldemort sneered, as if he had heard some very funny joke. Instead of trying to convince the stubborn Harry, he turned his gaze to Snape behind Harry. The latter's face was still hollow and expressionless.

"What about you, what do you say, Severus?" he asked softly.

Snape was silent for a few seconds, then squirmed his lips and replied in a calm tone, "I think it's not just Lily Evans or me, but most of the people here, who think you shouldn't be here anymore, sir." Unfortunately, I'm just recounting a fact. ”

Voldemort's blood-red eyes narrowed slowly. The smile faded from his face like a tidal wave.

"You have the same absurd logic as Dumbledore," he said sympathetically and regretfully, "the Dark Lord doesn't need such a stupid servant, even if he is not loyal enough. ”

Snape was silent.

The magical sky above them suddenly burst into a golden-red light, revealing a small half-wheel of dazzling sun on the windowsill closest to them. The sun shone on the faces of both Voldemort and Harry Potter at the same time, and Voldemort's cheeks were suddenly reflected in a fiery red.

The sunlight seemed to be some kind of spell that triggered the situation, and the two of them raised their wands almost simultaneously. The action was like some kind of silent command, and at that moment, everyone else in the field also acted almost at once.

Whether it's the Hogwarts or the Death Eaters, everyone is running, looking for a suitable hiding place while defending against possible attacks and casting an attack spell on anyone on the other side.

Almost at the same time, Voldemort and Harry had exchanged a few attack spells at a rapid pace—they both dodged each other's attacks faster—and then Harry suddenly crouched down, dodging another red glow from Voldemort's Elder Wand. As if he didn't think it would be wise to do so, he rolled to the side, hiding behind half of the blown up wall, intending to continue attacking the Dark Lord.

Voldemort couldn't stop there, of course, and he chased after him as fast as he could, ignoring all other spells that flew at him beside him, as if he were immune to all other attacks.

Snape joined those who had begun to fight. He struck quickly, quickly bringing down several of his former colleagues in hoods and masks—Anthony Dolokhov collapsed with a scream in front of him, and he put away his wand expressionlessly and looked back, just in time to see a few steps behind him, the short Charms professor Flitwick was holding up his wand that he had just drawn and staring at him a little blankly. After a few moments, the little professor's stiff face quickly softened, and a slightly distorted but kind enough smile appeared at him.

"Well done, Severus!" he shouted at Snape, then turned and hurried in the other direction to rescue the other Death Eaters. In the melee of giants, centaurs, stone statues, house-elves and normal humans, his diminutive figure appeared unusually agile.

Snape was momentarily dazed. He remembered the embarrassment of his hurried escape from the castle the night before—Professor Flitwick in his pajamas, wand after him, screaming "Stop! No more people at Hogwarts!", and if Professor McGonagall hadn't rushed out of the crowd to confront him, he guessed that Dean Ravenclaw would have pounced on him without hesitation.

But now the little Abbot Ravenclaw was kindly praising his actions, as if the confrontation and fierce fighting in the Great Hall of Hogwarts the night before had never happened.

...... Is it all because of his own choice? Or is it because of everything that fake Lily has done?

Before he could think clearly, he heard a woman's scream.

"Don't touch my daughter, you!"

He reacted suddenly, regaining his grip on his wand as he sped towards where the voice had come from. He saw Molly Weasley throw off his cloak as she ran, freeing her arms, and about fifty meters away from Voldemort, Bellatrix was dealing with three men at once: Hermione, Ginny, and Luna. And Molly Weasley ran after them. Bellatrix turned around and laughed out loud at the sight of the new challenger.

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June 19:

Sorry, my router seems to be broken......

Yesterday I watched the live video of the Raptors' championship celebration, too, and saw that half of it was out of the Internet = =

So I'm sorry to be late.

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