Hermione looked up and smiled.

She waved her wand.

A silver plate suddenly appeared on the table, a steaming lamb chop appeared, two baked potatoes flew out of the fireplace, and a glass of whiskey.

Ron stood up and opened his arms to Harry, "Harry, you're finally back. ”

"How's it going?"

Hermione looked closely, and distress welled up on her face as she saw the freshly smeared wounds.

Harry gave him a simple hug, sat down on the plate, and picked up the fork: "It's all settled." ”

He cut off a piece of baked potato and wolfed it into his mouth.

I only ate a little in the morning, and then I have been busy until now, and I have long been hungry.

"Solved?" Ron seemed to have some difficulty understanding the words.

Harry took a sip of whiskey and put the food in his mouth, "It's literal. ”

"Voldemort is dead?" Ron's tone drifted a little.

Harry nodded, "Not technically dead. ”

Ron was stunned and let out an "ah" in surprise.

Harry continued to cut the lamb chops.

Hermione explained, "And a Horcrux, Nagini?" ”

"And another small nuisance."

She looked up at Harry's forehead.

Harry nodded.

Ron suddenly said: "As long as the last Horcrux is solved, it will be completely over?" ”

Harry nodded again.

Compared to Voldemort, this guy who is far away from him and has a great reputation, the Horcrux is something that Ron has directly touched, and it is precisely because of his understanding that he does not feel terrible.

"What's the matter with Professor Snape?" Ron sat down and waited for Harry to finish chewing on what was in his mouth before asking.

Harry tilted his head to look at him, a little surprised, "When will you care about him too?" ”

"No, not caring." Ron craned his neck, as if it was a great humiliation to "care about Snape", "It's curious, many people have noticed that Snape was sent to the school infirmary by you scarred, and left not long after, and it was rumored that Madam Pomfrey could not be treated, and was sent to St. Mungo." ”

"It's not a rumor." Harry replied.

Ron was stunned again, and it took a while to react, isn't it what the rumors mean - is it really so badly injured, he has to go to St. Mungo?

His face lit up.

Harry whispered a detailed account of what had happened in the elven world of Ain-El.

"Snape could do something like this?" Ron couldn't believe it.

Harry didn't look at him angrily and continued to eat.

Moments later, Sirius and Lupin slipped into the Gryffindor common room.

Harry had to repeat what he had said before he finished his meal.

Sirius's reaction was the same as Ron's, and his face was full of disbelief: "Snape can still do such a thing? ”

At a critical moment, he put his life on end.

This sounds

Not like what a Slytherin should do, more like a Gryffindor can do a feat.

"That's right." Harry peeled off the last potato, looked at his godfather, and said softly, "My dear godfather, Professor Snape almost died. ”

"Albus was helpless at the time, and could only watch him get closer to death."

Sirius muttered, "Oh, that's a shame." ”

"But do you know why he survived in the end?" Harry asked.

"You saved him?" Sirius asked rhetorically, "Just like your father?" ”

Harry shook his head, "No, it's because of you. ”

Sirius' expression and body froze, and he looked at Harry, frowning and bewildered.

What do you mean by "because of you"?

Lupin was also confused.

"At the pinch, Albus mentioned your name in Snape's ear, and Professor Snape suddenly had the heart to hope that he would survive." Harry explained simply.

Sirius slapped the table, incredulous, and pointed to himself: "Me? ”

Harry nodded.

His whole facial features were distorted, as if a jar of twenty cockroaches had exploded on him, and the black, small, dense candy crawled back and forth on him.

There was a bang on the table, and then he was on the stool, and the green tendons on his neck exploded, and the blood rushed up to his ears, and his whole body was dyed a bright red.

"What do you mean by me?"

"What do you mean Snape doesn't want to die because of me!"

He couldn't restrain himself, and spat out one swear word after another.

Lupin couldn't help it, holding his head and laughing.

Ron was surprised.

When they usually meet, they can't wait for the other party to die in front of them on the spot, but there is such a complicated and tortuous story?

"Harry, explain what's me?"

"Don't stop talking!"

"What's going on!"

Harry slowly sorted out the last remaining food on the plate, and Hermione, realizing that Harry was not full, added a small piece of pork chop and a few lettuce leaves to him.

"No, Harry, you explain."

Sirius was really in a hurry.

However, it wasn't until Harry finished eating that he yawned and stretched, "I'm tired today, I think I'll have to go get some sleep." ”

"Is it okay to sleep after explaining?" Sirius gritted his teeth.

Harry didn't seem to hear, and he beckoned to the two of them, "Godfather, and Uncle Remus, rest early, and I wish you all a good night's sleep." ”

Sirius let out a menacing growl from under his throat.

Lupin nodded, stood up, and grabbed Sirius by the back collar: "Of course, rest well, you've worked too hard during this time." ”

"I think I'll have a good dream."

The big dog struggled: "Remus, you let go of me!" ”

"I'm going to bite him!"

"How could I have good dreams, how could I fall asleep today!"

"What do you call Snape, because I'm not dead!"

"It's horrible!"

Tonight.

Harry had a good dream, and Hermione had one.

Ron even snorted happily, was woken up twice by the unbearable Hedwig, and was slapped three times by Crookshan, Bowes had the heart, but not the guts, after all, Ron was his own master.

Sirius was the only one who didn't sleep well.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the quilt was covered with Snape's dead fish face and greasy hair.

Hogwarts, really calm back.

It's just that the students were still shocked, thinking that something big might be happening.

Neville lay in the school infirmary for half a month before returning healthy, and the first thing he did was to ask for leave, and he was going home with Crouch's body.

He told his parents the good news.

But.

It didn't work, the blow they suffered, the result was irreversible.

Snape was to live at St. Mungo for at least half a year.

His body was badly damaged, and most of his bloodlines were destroyed by magic power, and he needed to repair it little by little.

This seems to confirm the rumor about Hogwarts that the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is not going to end well.

Snape has been teaching at Hogwarts for over a decade!

Except for the year when he was substitute for Defense Against the Dark Arts, he was beaten up by Mr. Potter and cut off an arm, but he has always been safe, successful, safe and healthy.

Can.

It's only the past two years that have been related to Defence Against the Dark Arts, and my life has almost been lost.

(End of chapter)