novelones Chapter 24 The Wheel of Fortune - Upright Position
Chapter 24 The Wheel of Fortune - Upright Position
Once again, Harry absentmindedly listened through the entire Order of the Phoenix meeting without comment, and the adults did not expect a single child's advice.People with business to do left one after another, and Sirius and Harry continued to do "cleaning".
Harry's return, and the fact that he, too, had little to do in the Order, was largely comforting to Sirius.After the establishment of the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius was almost bound in this big house, and the Ministry of Magic was still chasing him, and his Animagus was publicized, so that no matter how much he pretended to be useless, he had to He stays at No. 12 Grimmauld Place every day, idly watching other members of the Order of the Phoenix come in and out, and take part in the so-called cleaning.
Sirius literally hated this kind of life with his whole life, and the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix was filled with his resentment.Listening to the crazy Kreacher cursing everything in the most vicious language imaginable every day, seeing the artifacts of black magic at home and the unbearable history exposed to everyone's eyes every day, he has been staying in this place since he was a teenager. In the old house where he hated and wished that he would never come back in the future, he faced the portrait of the collection of resentment left by his mother after her death...
"I can't do much for the Order of the Phoenix anymore—at least that's how Dumbledore felt," said Sirius, with obvious displeasure with the old Headmaster, "listen to Snape's long report, endure his cynicism, It seems like he's risking his life and dying while I sit here and go about my day in comfort!"
Harry could only give his godfather a comforting hug, which was cut off.
"Aha, it sounds like it's a particularly dangerous thing to be in the most secure headquarters under heavy protection," Snape's voice came from behind, lazily, with obvious sharp sarcasm , "I also think that you are really useless."
Sirius turned around sharply, staring at Snape viciously, with an expression of extreme hatred on his face: "You - you dirty, dirty slug -"
Harry was a little distracted, staring at Snape, who had barely met face-to-face since the day Snape had taken him from Death Eater headquarters - or rescued him.Snape was always coming and going, and didn't show up for several meetings.He is in charge of monitoring a few Death Eaters who have been exposed, but Harry feels that he is not particularly concerned, he is fully capable of doing better, but as long as Dumbledore is not in the meeting, he seems lazy and routine Laughing at Sirius and occasionally bringing Lupine along.His quarrel with Sirius was almost a repertoire of the meeting, and Harry had seen it several times.
"Professor Snape," Harry interrupted the quarrel between his godfather and Snape, he calmly looked up at the former Death Eater in black robe, "You came here after the meeting, what's the matter? "
Black eyes and blue eyes looked at each other for a while, Snape turned his head uncomfortably, and said, "I'm here on Dumbledore's order, the headmaster asked me to inform you, Potter, he asked me to make you some Examination and treatment."
"Examination and treatment? What trick are you playing?" said Sirius, scanning Snape suspiciously. "Is there something wrong with Harry?"
"It's none of your business, Blake," Snape sneered. "I know you like to be 'involved,' but it's none of your business."
"What do you mean by that?" Sirius asked aloud.
"Just to say that I think you must be quite - ah - quite upset and unable to do anything useful for the Order." Snape deliberately emphasized the word "useful", and Sirius blushed suddenly.This hit his current pain point, he just couldn't make any contribution to the Order of the Phoenix, and he couldn't even get out of the door.
Snape turned to Harry with a triumphant smile on his lips and said, "Come to my room after dinner tonight."
Harry looked at him without blinking and said, "Thank you." (Sirius gasped.)
Snape turned around abruptly, the black robe drew a circle in the air very imposingly, and then left quickly, the pace was so fast that it almost gave people the feeling of fleeing.
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Although Snape had very tangled feelings for Harry, almost mixed with extreme malice and extreme kindness, he was indeed very attentive in examining and treating Harry.Of course, as the current potion master and black magic master, he is indeed authoritative in the treatment of magic damage.
However, Harry didn't find the treatment very helpful.
Snape adjusted to his frail body from a Cruciatus or two, studied his scars and muttered to himself.Harry saw Dumbledore's letter spread across the desk, and Snape kept communicating with Dumbledore through letters.And then there were the various books spread out, the smoke of potions rising from the cauldron, Snape's frown tightening, and—
And the scar that started to hurt again after the so-called treatment.
Ever since he entered the wizarding world, Harry's scar has been aching, which often indicates various big actions of the Dark Lord, from the back of Quirrell's head in the first grade to the diary of the second grade, it is simply a warning of the Dark Lord. Especially the night when the Dark Lord was resurrected, the pain that almost tore his head open——
Afterwards, the Dark Lord did something to him, and the scar no longer hurts, accompanied by the too obvious development of magic power and intelligence.As if some instinct had come to life after that, the almost déjà vu learning of the Dark Arts, and the ones that had sheltered him from the Death Eater manor and the Order of the Phoenix headquarters - the ones that were almost innate, born Know how to deceive, mislead, how to deal with different people in different ways...
Not exactly a new ability, in the distant past, when he was a child, to deal with the almost physical dislike of his uncle and aunt—they didn't want to keep the monster, which meant extra expense, neighborhood attention, and The fact that the peaceful life had to be broken—how he coped, how he showed weakness, how well-behaved he was, let his uncle and aunt take care of him, and even agreed to let him go to school, until Harry himself thought that cowardly appearance was own nature.
Also, after he first came into contact with the wizarding world, how quickly he made Hagrid tell himself everything, how he defined himself in a short period of time - the boy who lived, and was keenly aware of the path he should take , and how to reject the Sorting Hat's saying "Slytherin can help you to glory".At that time, he looked at Professor Dumbledore, the object of Hagrid's crazily admiration and the pinnacle figure in the wizarding world, surging in his heart...
Harry forced his thoughts out of the unfathomable abyss and returned to his scar.
It has to be said that the Dark Lord's favorite gesture is rubbing his scars, as if that has some very special meaning.
It should and does have some special meaning, after all, it is paid attention to by the leaders of both black and white.
"How's it going?" Snape asked.After a period of treatment and cooperation, both parties have been able to talk in a relatively peaceful manner, except that they rarely look at each other.
"The scar started to hurt again last night," Harry frowned, "but I suspect that too much bad news from the Order of the Phoenix caused me to suffer from insomnia. You know, Azkaban was discovered yesterday and has been completely destroyed. The Dark Lord is in control, but the Daily Prophet doesn't mention it at all. It's a headache for everyone."
"Azkaban is too far away from the lives of ordinary people," Snape commented slightly harshly, "as long as it doesn't happen in front of you, you don't see it. Those stupid people prefer to believe the peace in the Daily Prophet. "
"The Daily Prophet isn't exactly peaceful," said Harry, "at least he's reporting some wizarding resistance against Muggles."
They were all silent for a while.The guidance of the Daily Prophet’s public opinion is very good. It has guided the Muggle threat theory all the way to the present, and the hearts of the entire wizarding world are fluctuating. However, most of the incidents against and hostile to Muggles in the newspapers are not even caused by eating. The Dead Apostles, and even within the Order of the Phoenix, have their own opinions on these cases of Muggle threat theory with detailed cases, rich pictures and deep emotions. Harry heard a secret discussion among members of the Order of the Phoenix once.
There are also all kinds of intentional or unintentional smearing of Dumbledore, just between the lines, with bit by bit details, to portray this formerly respected old man into an old lunatic, but they still can't find a reasonable way to carry it out. refute.
"Go ahead and talk about your scar," Snape broke the silence, "Dumbledore has provided a very interesting treatment plan, maybe we can try it today."
They try a new treatment, then say goodbye to each other.Harry clutched his head and walked to his room, feeling that today's treatment was worse than before, and his scar was hurting now - he was spinning, suffering, hallucinating, as if caught in a very lucid dream middle--
He felt himself wandering, slightly missing - his boy had been gone for a while, luckily, he would always know how to bring him back.
He heard himself say in a very gentle tone, "Bella, I have a very important task for you."
The scene was gradually becoming clear, with the familiar background of the Dark Lord's study emerging.A woman with dark skin, swollen eyelids, skinny and emaciated, whose beauty has been withered by time and torture, suddenly looked up, with a look of excitement and fanaticism on her face: "Master, trust me, I will definitely do it for you—"