As Snape stepped out of the fireplace of the Headmaster's office with the crystal bottle containing the potion he had just made and a brilliant golden potion, the first thing he saw was Albus Dumbledore, who looked delirious and limp in the throne-like chair behind his desk.

His right hand was dangling, charred, black. The fake Lily stood beside him with an anxious look on her face, holding his shoulder.

Snape's face turned horrified for a moment. He strode to Dumbledore's side, lowered his head to carefully check the other party's condition, and carefully held up Dumbledore's scorched right hand with the ten fingers of both hands, and looked at it repeatedly, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and his face turned pale.

"What's going on?!" he asked.

Then he heard the fake Lily's voice, a little hoarse, but her voice was quick and clear, and she recounted what had happened in his absence succinctly.

"He was already like this when he came out of the fireplace—he stumbled, and as soon as he got to the chair, he fell into the chair as if he had fallen in, and when he asked me, 'Where is Severus,' he rested his right hand on the table. I just noticed that he had the ring in his right hand—" Her chin gestured to the broken ring on the table, and she continued, "He drew the Gryffindor sword, slashed the ring, told me not to touch it, and asked me how long it would be before you could be back." ”

After a pause, she continued, "I told him you to go back to your office and make the necessary potions, and you'll probably be back soon." But he didn't answer me - he stayed that way until now. I guess his right hand must have been hurt by some powerful and evil black magic......"

Snape angrily let out a heavy breath through his big nose, as if that would give some of his anger out on it.

"Powerful spells. He said, "I can't get rid of it completely, I can only hope it doesn't get worse too quickly—"

With that, he sat down in another chair at the table, drew his wand, focused on Dumbledore's charred wrist, and whispered a incantation, while without looking at it, he handed forward a cup of thick golden potion with his left hand.

The fake Lily immediately understood his move, took it and carefully poured the potion into Dumbledore's mouth. After a few moments, Dumbledore's eyelids twitched a few times and opened.

"Why," Snape asked, "why did you wear that ring? it had a spell on it, you know." Why do you want to touch it?"

The Marvolo Gaunt's ring was on the table in front of Dumbledore, cracked, and next to Gryffindor's sword.

Dumbledore smiled wryly.

"I ...... I did something stupid. The temptation is too great......"

"What temptation?"

Dumbledore didn't answer.

"It's a miracle you're back here!" said Snape angrily, "there's a particularly powerful spell on that ring, and the most we can hope to contain is it." I've temporarily imprisoned the spell in one hand—"

Dumbledore held up his blackened, useless hand and looked at it as if he were facing a very interesting antique.

"You've done a great job, Severus. How much time do you think I have left?"

Dumbledore's tone was casual and casual, as if he were asking for the weather forecast. Snape hesitated for a moment, then said, "I can't say it, about a year. There is no way to contain such a spell forever. Eventually, it will always spread, and the spell will grow stronger over time. ”

Dumbledore smiled. He had less than a year left, and the news seemed insignificant to him.

"I'm lucky, very lucky to have you by my side, Severus. ”

"If you had called me sooner, or told me a little more about your plans, I might have been able to do more to buy you more time!" Snape said angrily, looking down at the broken ring and the sword, "You think destroying the ring will break the spell?"

"Pretty much...... I must have lost my head......" Dumbledore said.

Then Snape's anger seemed to shift, and he glared angrily at the fake Lily beside Dumbledore, who had not spoken all along, and said sarcastically, "You've been here, why didn't you stop him? Can't you see that this is a trap? You just have to watch him die? Don't you know that to put him on that ring is to watch him put his neck in a noose?......"

Before the fake Lily could speak, Dumbledore stopped Snape's abusive words. "Severus, don't be Lily. There's nothing she can do about it. I had the ring on my hand when I returned...... "I went to the old Gaunt house alone...... Maybe I should just take you with me......"

"Then one of you will always come back with one hand in the black like this, and sit here and plan how your will will be amended for the next year. To Snape's surprise, the fake Lily, who had been silent since they started talking, suddenly interrupted Dumbledore abruptly.

Her face was stiff, solemn and ugly like never before, as if she was very angry, but she didn't know who to be angry with.

She pursed her lips angrily, glared at Dumbledore and Snape, and said, "...... I can almost imagine who both of you are going to resurrect......"

However, before she could say the names of the two men—the two Albus Dumbledore or Severus Snape who wanted to be resurrected at the risk of their lives—she stopped abruptly and glared at the two men in front of her.

"People, to disappear is to disappear...... No matter how unwilling you are to face it, this is the cruel truth. There was still sadness and anger in her beautiful green eyes, but her tone sounded a little ethereal, as if she had been caught in a thick fog.

"And this is 'that man's Horcrux's! Would he be so kind as to put such a wonderful ring there for use without attaching ten or eight harmful traps to it?!

Although she was initially silent in the face of Snape's anger, as soon as she spoke, her anger seemed to sweep through the Headmaster's office.

There was a moment of silence in the room. Then, Dumbledore struggled to sit up straight in his chair and unnaturally forced a change of subject. “…… But that's fine, it makes things easier. ”

Snape looked completely confused. Dumbledore smiled.

"I'm referring to Voldemort's plan around me. He planned for the poor boy from the Malfoy family to kill me. ”

Snape looked shocked. He straightened up like a poisonous snake and raised his head at the same time!

"It's ridiculous, you should know it's almost a fantasy—" he said, but Dumbledore interrupted him by raising his unobstructed left hand and pressing it down before he could continue.

"We have a lot of important things to talk about, Severus. - It takes a long time. Why don't you sit down and have a long conversation in peace?" he asked.

Snape glared at him, but finally sat down in a chair at the table, across the table facing Dumbledore.

He seemed to want to talk about Dumbledore's hand that had been hurt by the spell, but the other man raised his hand and tactfully said that he was unwilling to continue talking about it.

Willow Spring was still standing beside Dumbledore, facing Snape, but they both looked in different directions as if trying to avoid eye contact with the other, and an awkward and unnatural atmosphere permeated them.

Snape frowned and said, "The Dark Lord didn't expect Draco to succeed. This is only to punish Lucius for his recent failures. For Draco's parents to watch their son miss, and then pay the price, it would be a blunt knife for them to cut the flesh. ”

"In short, the boy, like me, was definitively sentenced to death. Dumbledore said, "I think if Draco misses, you'll be the one to take over?"

There was a brief silence.

Snape seemed to leap in her direction, a glance that Willow Quan's keen senses had certainly caught in time - but she didn't quite understand what he meant by noticing her reaction when talking about the subject.

"That's how the Dark Lord designed, I think. Snape replied quickly, in a stiff and emotionless tone.

"Does Voldemort foresee that in the near future, he will no longer need agents at Hogwarts?"

"He believed that the school would soon be controlled by him, yes. ”

"If the school does fall into his hands," said Dumbledore, as if in the spur of the moment, "I want you to swear that you will do everything in your power to protect the students of Hogwarts, okay?"

Snape froze for a moment, then nodded stiffly.

Liu Quan's gaze stayed on his face for a moment, but soon, she once again maintained her previous state of not squinting, looking very quiet, without any sense of existence, completely maintaining a posture of observer, like a statue.

"Good. So, you first need to figure out what Draco is going to do. A panicked teenager is dangerous not only to himself, but also to others. Give him help and guidance, he should accept it, he likes you-" Dumbledore said.

After his father fell out of favor, he didn't like me so much. Draco blamed me, thinking I had taken Lucius's place. Snape replied smugly.

Dumbledore laughed.

"It's okay, let's try. I was more concerned than I was with the accidental casualty of any of the boy's plans of action. Of course, there was only one way to save him from Voldemort's wrath. ”

Snape raised an eyebrow and asked sarcastically, "You're going to let him kill you?"

"Of course not. It's up to you to kill me. Dumbledore said very blandly.

There was a long silence, and there was only a strange clicking sound in the room. Phoenix Fawkes gnaws on a small cuttlefish bone.

"Do you want to do it now?" Snape asked, with a thick sarcasm in his tone, "or do you need a little time to conceive of a tombstone?"

"Oh, not yet," Dumbledore said with a smile, "I think that moment will come when it's time to come." Judging by tonight's events," he said, holding up his scorched hand, "we can be sure that it will happen within a year." ”

"Since you don't care about death," Snape said roughly, "why don't you let Draco get it?"

"The boy's soul hasn't been completely ruined," Dumbledore said, "and I don't want to tear it apart for my sake." ”

Snape had a very strange, very painful look on his face. His voice sounded like it was barely squeezing out of his throat, a painful hiss.

"And what about my soul, Dumbledore?

At this time, Willow Spring, who had avoided meeting Snape's gaze since the beginning of this scene, finally turned his face to look at Snape.

If Snape had raised his eyes to pay attention to her at this time, he would have noticed that there seemed to be a faint haze of sadness in the green eyes of the fake Lily, as if he had empathized with the helplessness and pain he had felt when he asked the question.

But she didn't say anything, and Snape didn't look up at her.

And before Snape could actually raise her eyes to pay attention to her, she deliberately looked away, as if trying to pretend that she had never paid attention to his question.

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May 6:

First of all, let's explain.

There are about two or three hundred words in this chapter that have appeared in the previous paragraph.,Of course, I've rewritten and added words to the whole chapter.,But these words must appear in the text.,And because JJ now stipulates that the text can't appear in the speech.,So I can't simply and rudely compensate everyone for the number of words in the speech.

So I'll count who everyone wants to see.,And then within two weeks, I'll write it out.,Attached to you in the statement as compensation.,I hope you understand.。

I took a look at the deputy chief and the head of the room.,But because the deputy chief line won't appear until later.,So I'll write a small fan of the head of the room.W.

I'll be talking about it someday in two weeks, so please be patient

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