HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 350 Snape's Tears

Gloria, Harry and the others avoided the crowd and ran towards the Forbidden Forest.

Suddenly the air around her seemed to freeze, and she knew the Dementors were coming.

I saw countless dark shadows rushing towards me from the front.

Harry and the others were frozen in place, only Gloria was unaffected.

She pointed her wand at her throat and shouted in a language that people could not understand: "Filthy failure, go to Azkaban and continue to be a guard, otherwise, as a descendant of Axtis, I will crush you with pain!"

Hearing the most feared voice, the Dementors dared not rush over. They turned around and flew away, flying away from Hogwarts like a large dark cloud.

Such a loud voice not only stunned the wizards defending Hogwarts, but also the Death Eaters.

The sounds of the battle behind him died down a lot, but soon started up again.

But the giants had basically no intelligence, and when they heard the source of the sound, they all came over with heavy steps.

Gloria frowned and urged Harry and the others, "You go first, I'll catch up soon."

We have to deal with a few giants, otherwise it will be troublesome to follow the Whomping Willow.

"Need I to tell you how strong Leah is?" Hermione pushed Harry and Ron.

The three continued to run towards the Whomping Willow.

Gloria stared at the giants that were getting closer and closer. She was too lazy to let her own snake take action against these smelly and thick-skinned creatures.

Raise the wand to the appropriate height and wave it vigorously.

The sharp sword was invisible and slashed the eyeballs of several giants.

The roar of pain was deafening, and the movement of rolling on the ground made the ground seem like an earthquake.

Gloria thought the noise was too loud and tried to stop them from talking.

Some Death Eaters saw the commotion here and were about to come over, but they were burned by the black flames and rolled on the ground.

Gloria quickened her pace. Voldemort was looking for Snape and was sure to kill him.

After all, in everyone's eyes, Dumbledore died from the killing curse cast by Snape.

She passed through the narrow and cramped passage and came to the Shrieking Shack.

"Here you go." It was Hermione's voice.

She climbed up and saw blood splattered on the walls and the ground, and Harry was filling a flask with tears containing Snape's memories.

Gloria immediately took out the medicine and said, "Let me do it."

She asked Harry to remove his hand, pulled out the cork, and poured the silver liquid on the wound. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound, and black mist floated out from the wound on his neck.

Then Gloria poured the second bottle of red liquid potion into Snape's mouth.

"Professor Snape, please don't die. I'm still waiting for you to write a new Potions textbook."

The potion slid down its throat under the effect of Gloria's spell.

"Look... look at me--" Snape said to Harry with difficulty.

Harry stared into his dark eyes, but soon Snape closed them.

Hermione covered her mouth and Ron also stayed there.

"Don't worry, he just fainted from excessive blood loss." Gloria said calmly, "Although he has been detoxified and taken a blood-replenishing potion, he still needs time to recover. It should take longer than Ron's father to recover."

Almost...

It’s all because of those brainless giants!

Ron took a deep breath, "I thought he was dead."

Hermione was also shocked that Voldemort would kill those loyal to him without hesitation.

But the one who was most shocked was Harry. When he was covering Snape's wound just now, the other party's eyes were very complicated and there was no malice at all.

Gloria checked that the wound on Snape's neck had healed, and took out a few bottles of potion and drank them.

Only when she saw the pale face slowly regain color did she breathe a sigh of relief.

I don’t know how many memories Snape gave me. I hope it won’t be too embarrassing for him to see Harry when he wakes up.

There was silence for a long moment, and then Voldemort's voice appeared again.

The general meaning is that he will rest for an hour and let Harry go to the Forbidden Forest to find him, otherwise he will go into battle and kill everyone himself.

"Impossible!" Ron said, "Harry, don't listen to that. There are so many of us, we may not be able to fight him!"

Hermione agreed with him, "Yes, we need to re-plan."

But Harry was not listening and was staring at the flask, wondering what was going on.

Gloria called Kreacher.

After the battle, Kreacher had some scars on his body, but fortunately they were not serious. Gloria took a closer look and was relieved only after making sure that there was no problem.

"Kreacher, take him to the guest room of the Black mansion." He gave him a bottle of potion and said, "Drink this potion first."

"Kreacher is fine." Kreacher looked at the potion bottle with tears in his eyes.

Gloria fed it to him directly, and the scars on the elf's body quickly disappeared.

Kreacher placed his hand on Snape, "Kreacher will be back soon."

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The battle lasted for a long time and there was not much time left until dawn.

Hogwarts was now very quiet, with the scoring gems of the four houses scattered all over the ground, and gravel and sawdust could be stepped on almost every step.

Hermione wondered, "Why is there no one?"

Kreacher came back after sending Snape away. Hearing this, he pointed at the castle and said, "They are all in the Great Hall."

In the Great Hall, the long tables disappeared and it was packed with people. Madam Pomfrey was extremely busy, and a group of students spontaneously became her assistants and followed behind her.

The dead were laid in the center of the hall. Although Apophis and Jörmungandr tried their best to help, some people still died.

"Lori!"

"Harry!"

Draco had never looked so miserable. His hair was burnt and his school robes were torn.

Almost everyone was like this. Gloria saw Sirius, and his tired face showed a relieved smile after seeing them.

Lucius' left eye was swollen and there was a blue stubble on his chin. Narcissa's soft golden hair was disheveled and there were tears in her eyes.

"Where's Tonks?" she asked.

"Lupin's leg is broken, and Tonks is taking care of him." Sirius stepped aside and pointed behind him, "It's right there."

"You don't know how dangerous it was." Fred appeared out of nowhere, "Tonks and I were fighting the Death Eaters together, and suddenly there was a huge explosion. Fortunately, your snake helped us block it."

Lupin's leg was broken because of the explosion, but fortunately it was recovered.

George's right hand was hanging in front of his chest. "My arm is also broken. Madam Pomfrey gave me some medicine and said it will heal in a few hours."

Gloria looked up and saw Apophis and Jörmungandr coiled high up.

Everyone followed her gaze.

Fred said, "Oh! So there they are!"

Harry's eyes fell on the dead man, and he was very scared to see a familiar face.

But he still saw them, members of the Order of the Phoenix and people from the Ministry of Magic.

Harry was in an extremely low mood, as all these people died just to prevent him from being handed over.

"Harry." Sirius put his hand on his shoulder. "People die eventually. They don't regret it."

Gloria hugged them one by one and then went to see Tonks.

Harry left the hall while no one was paying attention and ran down the marble stairs to the headmaster's office, where there was a Pensieve.

Snape was almost dead at that time, but he was asked to take away the memory quickly, so it must be very important.