Harry watched as Hermione fell to the ground, Neville was held by a tall Death Eater from behind, his head pressed to the ground, Akihari was subdued, and Bellatrix's shrill laughter echoed through the empty hall of death.

"Hurry up, Harry." Harry barely turned around, and in the corner to the right of the stone platform, where Hermione had rushed out, Ron leaned there, looking at him anxiously, and opened his mouth to urge, "Run"

"Run?" Harry turned his head to look at Hermione, looking at Neville, whose face was covered in blood and yelling at him, and at Cho Chang, who looked desperate, and the tidal tiredness engulfed him, as if all his companions and Death Eaters were gone, only a visceral exhaustion, he was tired.

Why fight the Dark Lord, why fight, where does the hatred begin, and is there a day when it stops? He had lost his father, his mother, almost all of his childhood, and had to survive every painful night on Privet Road, the Death Eaters, the Dementors, and every evil he had ever fought against had failed to become his nightmare, but today, he had to watch his companions die one by one, where was Dumbledore?

"Alright, you endless little reptiles!" Lestrange commanded another Death Eater, dragging Ron by the collar and broken leg, dragging him to the center of the pit, where Hermione lay and Neville and Choun, who were also disarmed and subdued.

"Hand over the Prophecy Ball, Potter! Or I'll kill them one by one in front of you!" Lestrange screamed frantically and cruelly, the sound piercing Harry's eardrums and almost bursting his heart.

"No, can't give them to them!" Neville yelled, but soon there was a muffled sound, and he was kicked hard by the nearest Death Eater, but he was still kicking and kicking like crazy, writhing violently, "Can't give it to them!" Harry"

"He's Longbottom, isn't he?" A short, stocky Death Eater with long, gorilla-like arms muffled.

"Longbottom?" Lestrange repeated, and Harry saw her eyes light up. "Are you sure, Crabbe?"

"Of course, his grandmother seems to have decided to dedicate the whole family to our cause...... She might not be surprised to see his corpse......"

"Great. A wicked smile appeared on Bellatrix's haggard face, "I had the pleasure of meeting your parents, little one. ”

"I smashed your nest!" Neville yelled, struggling so hard that he had to be crossed by two Death Eaters, who shouted, "Stun him! ”

"No, no, no......" Bellatrix raised his hand, glancing at Harry, then staring at Neville again, looking excited. Let's see before Longbottom collapsed like his mom and dad...... How long can I hold out......"

"That's enough," Harry's hand holding the Prophecy Ball trembled uncontrollably, his neck bruised for the first time in his life, "I'll give it to you, you let them go"

But Bellatrix deafly raises his wand, and Neville still yells, "Can't give it to them!" Harry! Can't give" The latter came to an abrupt halt as Antonin Dolokhov punched Neville on the left side of the door, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with several blood-white teeth.

"Don't be in a hurry, Dolokhov." Bellatrix raised his wand, closing in on Neville and the two Death Eaters holding him, "I have a better move"

"Can't dream of each other," Neville kicked and kicked like crazy, writhing violently.

Harry saw that Qiu Zhang was trembling, and Ron gritted his teeth and tried desperately to rush forward, but his broken leg was lying motionless on the ground, and he couldn't even get up.

"Stop, stop"

Bellatrix raised her wand.

Neville screamed, and the twinks curled up in front of his chest, so that the Death Eater who was grabbing him immediately turned into a dangling hug holding him, and the Death Eater threw Neville to the ground on the blood foam he vomited, and he choked and screamed in pain.

Qiu Zhang was shaking his head desperately, sobbing in pain, the corners of Ron's mouth were bitten and bleeding, and he shouted, "Bastard, damn it!" You bastards! ”

"It's just a taste for you." Bellatrix raised her wand as Neville stopped screaming and lay sobbing at her feet, she turned her gaze to Ron, looking with interest, then turned and looked up at Harry.

"Alright, Potter, give us the prophecy orb, or maybe the show wasn't good enough, so how about having your best friend perform next?" She pointed her wand at Ron, who had fallen to the ground.

Harry didn't think about anything more, he had no choice, the prophecy ball was still in his hand, warm by his body, he handed it over, and the Death Eater named Crabbe jumped up to take it.

But with a "whoosh", like a dart flying from somewhere, the air rippled like water waves, and Crabbe's face and chest were full of blood, as if he had been slashed by an invisible sword, and he staggered backwards, and fell into the stone pit with a thud, and his wand fell from his right hand.

The entire hall of death fell silent, and the next second the Death Eaters were in an uproar, screaming and raising their wands, and at once scattered to hide themselves in response to the invisible threat.

"I've seen this magic! Damn it! A Death Eater shouted.

"Of course!" Lestrange looked so annoyed that she cried out in a baby-like voice, "A hidden, vicious, but powerful and effective black magic!" Who would do that!? Hehe, our old friend looks like he's here too!? I'm right! Severus! ”

Harry was startled, and then he remembered that Snape was there, and pursed his lips, only to feel extremely sour.

Harry saw that Chojang was trying to help Neville get up, and Hermione was still lying in the pit and he wanted to go up and take a look, but before he could take a step, he heard Bellatrix Lestrange's presumptuous screams

"Good! Since you won't come out, then I'll take Potter's life! All of us! Together! ”

Harry looked at the dozen wands pointed at him and paused, he could feel the vibrations of mana converging on the tips of the wands.

"Looks like you don't care? Ha? Then goodbye Potter."

Harry exhaled softly, a feeling of relief, it was great to die before Ron and Hermione, and he closed his eyes, as if he saw his father and mother around him, hugging him with open hands, and the warmth felt like the prophecy ball he was clenching.

I'm so tired. Harry muttered quietly.

"Slow down, Bellatrix." Snape's languid voice rang out, and everyone looked up to see him standing on a stone platform one level higher near the gate.

"What do you get by killing Potter? You won't get anything but smash that prophecy orb. ”

Snape jumped down from the steps, one by one, and said in a slick tone, "So why don't you put your wand down first, I think Potter is a delicacy left by the Dark Lord, and I bet you will make the Dark Lord lose his temper if you kill him, You know this better than I do, Bellatrix." ”

"So, it's true? Severus you betrayed the greatest wizard that mankind has ever seen, our master? Bellatrix stared at Snape whimsically, a subtle hint of cruelty in the corners of her eyes.

"That's not accurate," Snape paced softly, the Death Eaters' wands aimed at him, as if he were going to kill him at the slightest move, but Snape smiled at the angry faces of the Death Eaters, unconcerned.

"I have my own secret mission to complete," he said, as if on purpose, "but tell me, Bellatrix, why don't you believe me?" Where did you hear about my betrayal? ”

"Give you a reason?" Bellatrix said loudly as she strode around the pit and aimed her wand at Snape, "You can't explain why you're attacking Crabbe in the first place!" Just as he was about to get the prophecy ball. ”

"Stupid." Snape smiled contemptuously, "That's how you underestimate this kid?" ”

He pointed at Harry and said sarcastically, "Potter is very cunning, I taught him, no one knows his cunning better than me, haven't you ever suffered?" I bet Crabbe will be counted the moment he goes to get the crystal ball, how dare you let this little villain move freely! You should first bind him with a binding charm, and then use the flying charm to capture the prophecy orb, so that nothing goes wrong."

"There are others! There are at least a hundred reasons! Bellatrix glared at Snape fiercely, "Where to start!" Where were you when the Dark Lord lost power? After he disappears, why don't you make any effort to find him? What have you done all these years of living under Dumbledore? Why did you stop the Dark Lord from getting the Philosopher's Stone? Why didn't you come back immediately after the Dark Lord was resurrected? Now that we're here to capture the Prophecy Orb for the Dark Lord, why are you obstructing it!? Also, Snape, why is Harry Potter still alive? He has five years to do whatever he wants! ”

She stopped, her chest heaving violently, her cheeks flushed, and behind him, several Death Eaters erupted in approval, as if to question Snape together.

Snape smiled.

"Oh, yes, I'm going to answer you before I answer your question! I would like to start by saying to all of you who have been talking about me behind my back: you can tell the Dark Lord all these false claims about my rebellion, and then we will know if the Dark Lord's trust in me is unfounded. Do you really think I haven't done anything all these years? Do you really think that the Dark Lord's resurrection is all due to that stupid wormtail? ”

Bellatrix hesitated, "Maybe the Dark Lord believes you."

"You just asked me where I was when the Dark Lord lost power, I was where he ordered me to go, at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, because he wanted me to spy on Albus Dumbledore there. I'm sure you know that I took that position at the Dark Lord's behest, right? ”

She nodded almost imperceptibly, opening her mouth to speak, but Snape preemptively stopped her.

"You also asked me why I didn't make an effort to find him after he was gone, and I didn't look for him for the same reason as Greyback, and the Carlos, and Ahhh

Several Death Eaters hung their heads.

"I thought he was finished. I'm not proud of it, I did it wrong, but that's how it is...... If he can't forgive us for losing faith at that time, there will be few followers left. ”

"But he still has me!" Bellatrix said excitedly, "For him, I have been squatting in Azkaban for many years!" ”

"Yes," Snape said in a dry voice, "in good spirits." ”

"Spirited!?" She screamed, furious and even crazier than before, "How dare you describe me like that? You were lying comfortably in your Hogwarts office while I was suffering from the Dementors in Azkaban!? ”

"But I'm back tonight, and I'm going to present it to the Dark Lord with the information I've gathered over the sixteen years I've been hiding at Hogwarts, along with the Prophecy Orb."

"Come back tonight? You didn't come back immediately when he returned, and when you felt the Dark Mark burn, you didn't rush to him and come back tonight? Came back by injuring Crabbe? ”

"Maybe that's something you shouldn't know, Bellatrix, the Dark Lord won't tell you everything about me, will he? My information is reported directly to the Dark Lord, so when I will come back and when I will report it to the Dark Lord, since you don't know about such things, it means that the Dark Lord didn't tell you, and he doesn't think you need to know......"

"He'll tell me anything!" Bellatrix immediately became angry, "He said I was his most loyal and reliable"

"Maybe he told me too? How do you know that you are the only one who is loyal and reliable? Snape scoffed.

"So you're loyal, too? Severus? An angry, cold voice said.

The temperature in the stone hall dropped several degrees, no one spoke, and Harry felt the burning pain of his scars.

Tall, thin, wearing a black mask, the snake-like face was pale and haggard, and the pupils were like a slit, scarlet eyes staring at ...... Voldemort appeared in the middle of the pit, his wand pointed at Snape, who stood stiff, motionless.

"Who are you stalling for, Severus? Are the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix? Or an Auror? ”