Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard
Chapter 936: Snape's memory
Chapter 936 Snape’s Memory
The voices of Kyle and the Weasley brothers were not quiet, which naturally attracted the attention of others.
"Oh, Kyle..."
Mrs. Weasley ran over and hugged him hard, whimpering and said: "My dear, we were just looking for you...but there were too many people in the auditorium."
"It's okay, Mrs. Weasley," Kyle said, "How are you doing?"
"We're fine, it's just..." Mrs. Weasley subconsciously looked at Bill and let out a trembling sob.
"It's nothing, just a little injury." Bill came over and said, "Mom just likes to make a fuss."
Kyle noticed that his right ear was missing...not a trauma like Fred's, but the entire ear had shrunk to the size of a grain of rice and looked like it had disappeared.
"Is this dark magic?"
"Well, a dangerous curse magic." Bill nodded, "It's lucky to say that the potion brought by Fleur and Connor from France contains the antidote to the broad-spectrum curse. Otherwise, I might have lost it. It’s more than just one ear.”
"By the way..." Bill glanced towards the corridor behind and asked, "Where's Kangna, have you found her?"
"Found it." Kyle said, "She's fine. She was just attacked by Snape. She may have to sleep for a few more hours before she wakes up. Or I'll go find Professor Slughorn later and ask him if he's there." The antidote to the water of life and death.”
"Huh, that's good." With Bill's mind, he quickly guessed what happened.
Probably Snape didn't want Connor to get involved in his affairs, but he didn't want to hurt her, so he simply fed her the water of life and death.
"Actually, I think it's better not to go to Professor Slughorn to find the antidote." Bill sighed and said:
"The only family member suddenly became the enemy of all her friends, which was undoubtedly torture for Kangna."
Bill tried to be himself...imagining if Mrs. Weasley or Fleur suddenly pointed their wands at them during a fight...
No, Bill shook his head violently.
He couldn't think about it, and that kind of picture just flashed through his mind, and he was going crazy.
"Especially that guy Snape, he saved Voldemort who was about to be destroyed at the last moment, this **** traitor!" Charlie added next to him, his face turning red.
He didn't want to say that to Snape in front of Kyle, but he couldn't help it.
When it comes to who he hates the most right now, Snape is definitely in the top two, even surpassing the Death Eater who left a scar on his chest, and second only to Voldemort himself.
And there are definitely not a few people who have the same idea as him. There is no one in Hogwarts who doesn't want to kill Snape.
So at this time, it was better for Connor to continue sleeping, so that she would not have to face the overwhelming hatred for Snape.
"Don't worry, I know what to do." Kyle smiled and did not continue the topic.
"Want to get something to eat? I just saw that the house elves seemed to have returned to the kitchen."
During the battle last night, the house elves also participated in the defense of Hogwarts without risking their own lives. Once the war was over, they returned to the kitchen on time to prepare breakfast.
Neither the pain caused by war nor the joy brought by victory can affect the house elves' enthusiasm for work.
It seems that in their minds, work is more important than anything else, and their current job is to prepare breakfast.
But that's fine. After a night of fierce fighting, most people are already hungry. It would undoubtedly be a happy thing if they could have a hearty breakfast at this time.
This can be well reflected from Fred and George.
They almost ran all the way downstairs. If Mrs. Weasley hadn't been there, Kyle thought they could have jumped directly from the second floor.
Even Bill and Fleur stopped arguing.
By the time they arrived at the auditorium, the professors had already restored it to its original state.
Those who died in the war were placed at the front, where the teachers' seats were originally, facing the four long tables below.
It's just a table, regardless of house...at least not today.
Students, professors, and graduates who came to help all sat together.
The house elves had provided steaming toast with butter, but not many people were eating it.
Maybe it's because they have no appetite. For most wizards who have experienced war for the first time, they can't eat anything even though their stomachs are so empty that they almost shrink into a ball.
Until he couldn't stand it anymore, he managed to eat a few bites of bread under Madam Pomfrey's tough attitude and swallowed it mixed with vitality tonic.
Of course, there are exceptions.
Like Fred and George.
They were also experiencing war for the first time, but this time they were not affected at all, sitting there eating toast, freshly baked sandwiches and boiled potatoes.
When they saw Kyle, they waved enthusiastically.
"Come and have breakfast..."
"You're welcome…"
"It's not enough..."
Judging by their enthusiasm, for a moment Kyle thought he was in the Burrow instead of Hogwarts Castle.
In comparison, Cedric was much more normal. He just sat there motionless, stuffing potatoes into his mouth blankly and mechanically, as if someone had taken away his soul.
Kyle walked over and sat down between them.
This scene reminded him of how they had breakfast together a few years ago, before they even graduated.
The houses vary by location. Sometimes Fred and George go to Hufflepuff, and sometimes Kyle and Cedric go to Gryffindor.
Kyle took a big bite of the sandwich and gave one to Cedric.
"Leave that potato alone, it's almost worn flat by you."
"Oh, Kyle?" Cedric was startled, and when he looked up, he realized that he was surrounded. "And Fred, George...when did you come here."
"Before breakfast." Fred stuffed his mouth with mashed potatoes and said vaguely: "If at that time... you could raise your head..."
"I wouldn't ask such a stupid question." George helped to say what he said next.
"Sorry, I..." Cedric opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"No need to explain, let's eat first." Kyle took another bite of the sandwich and looked at the breakfast on the table. He subconsciously thought of the question he had thought about in the Screaming Cold Drink Shop.
Sandwiches, boiled potatoes, toast... He remembered these were the breakfast items when he first came to Hogwarts seven years ago.
Even now...even the taste of the sandwich has not changed significantly, it is still fried egg and bacon.
Oh no, the house elf seems to be in a bit of a hurry today. The fried eggs and bacon are a bit old and have a bit more burnt aroma than usual.
When he thought about having this kind of breakfast after becoming a professor, Kyle felt that he had thanked Neville too early.
The previous passive option seems to be good to make it active.
"What's the plan next?" George asked naturally, just like when they were still in school.
"There's no plan," Kyle said.
"I just want to find a place to have a good rest." Cedric rubbed his pale face.
The battle was over. At this time, fatigue suppressed his happy mood. He only felt that his arms were getting heavier and heavier, and he could no longer hold the sandwich in his hand.
After fighting all night, it is already very difficult to still sit here.
Including George, he just asked casually. Even though he is still in good spirits, he has also reached his limit.
Otherwise, given the personalities of Fred and George, they would have to put a few boxes of dazzles in Hogwarts to celebrate this hard-won victory.
"Oh, Ron, honey."
At this time, Mrs. Weasley suddenly screamed, rushed towards the door of the auditorium, and hugged Ron as he walked in.
"I've been worried about you, thank God you're okay."
Ron was a little embarrassed at first, but it felt good, but just when he reached out to hug Mrs. Weasley, he felt his whole body light up.
Mrs. Weasley threw him out and hugged Harry from behind.
"And you Harry, darling...I'm so glad you're alive."
Ron shrugged and put his hand back.
Well, he should have thought of that, anyway, at least he was the one Mrs. Weasley hugged first.
Mrs. Weasley's heart had been hanging when she didn't see them before, but now she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
And Harry's arrival made the auditorium noisy again.
Kyle and Harry, one defeated the current Voldemort, the other killed the former Voldemort, the two savior stars are here.
This undoubtedly gives everyone more hope.
"Even if the mysterious man comes back later, we won't be afraid anymore!" someone couldn't help but say.
But just after these words, the hot atmosphere in the auditorium instantly cooled down and even became a little deserted... It was only then that people finally realized a certain situation that they had been deliberately ignoring.
Voldemort was only driven away, not killed. He could come back at any time, or appear anywhere.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the auditorium changed.
Those who wantonly shouted Voldemort's name suddenly shut their mouths, and once again changed to the name 'Mysterious Man'.
At the same time, the probability of another name appearing still increases.
"Damn Snape..."
"If it hadn't been for that traitor, I would have definitely killed the mysterious man this time..."
"Shameful betrayer..."
Like Charlie, most of them hated Snape, the man who saved Voldemort's life.
Except for Harry, it stands to reason that he should be the person who hates Snape the most, but only if he has not seen that memory.
Now Harry knew what Snape had done and knew that everything he did was not to help Voldemort, but to help them.
To be precise, I was helping him.
If Voldemort had been killed at that time, he would have become the only Horcrux, and no one knows what would have happened.
Every time he thought about this, Harry's mood was extremely complicated.
It was difficult for him to let himself continue to hate Snape, but he couldn't convince the angry crowd, and when he wanted to say something, Hermione next to him would hold his shoulders and shake her head gently.
"No, it's useless no matter what you say at this time, people won't believe it."
Not far away, Kyle noticed Harry's troubled expression and raised his eyebrows slightly.
He suddenly remembered that he had met Harry in the corridor when he had just driven away Voldemort. At that time, he had said many incomprehensible words to Neville.
Moreover, Harry should have known that he was Voldemort's Horcrux, so when he heard Dumbledore's words in the Shrieking Room, although he was confused, he was not surprised.
Apart from Dumbledore, Snape seems to be the only person who knows that he is a Horcrux.
Could it be that Snape gave Harry his memories...
Kyle was stunned for a moment, but how could this be possible? How could Snape give his memories to Harry while he was still alive.
But.
Kyle glanced at Harry again. At this time, he did not curse Snape with the others, not even Ron, who had the worst temper.
This is so abnormal.
Kyle's eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly.
He found that if he wanted to help Connor, he didn't seem to need to find Snape. There was an easier way.
"Where are you going?" Fred next to him asked doubtfully.
"Go to the principal's office," Kyle said.
"Then go ahead." Fred immediately lost interest. He thought Kyle had some big plan.
Kyle ignored him and quickly walked out of the auditorium, all the way to the eighth floor of the castle.
It is impossible for Harry to carry his memories with him. If his guess is true, then Snape's memories must still be in the headmaster's office.
Kyle found the gargoyle with ease.
After a night of fighting, this thing is still intact, and it hasn't even been moved. It's lucky.
"I don't know the password," Kyle said, "but I have something important to get in."
He just tried, and if it didn't work, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and let Fox take him inside.
Hope this method is not used.
"Excuse me, no password is required today." The stone beast seemed to have guessed what Kyle was thinking, and jumped to the side and opened the passage behind him.
"Thanks."
Kyle took a step forward, climbed the spiral stone staircase to the top, and then reached out and pushed open the oak door leading to the principal's office.
"Squeak..."
It was like suddenly walking into a noisy bar. The moment the door was opened, all kinds of deafening noises rushed in.
The principals on the wall were celebrating this victory, cheers rising and falling.
Kyle saw a bearded wizard playing a drum...and next to him stood a rarely seen medieval wizard, who must also be the principal, waving his wig to add to the fun.
Delise Derwent lost all her former dignity and cried and laughed there.
Not to mention Armando Dippet and Phineas, who hugged each other like two good friends, rushing back and forth between the picture frames, singing and dancing.
"Principals..." Kyle cleared his throat and said loudly: "Voldemort was just driven away. He will come back sooner or later. It's a bit premature to celebrate now."
The atmosphere in the principal's office suddenly turned cold, and everyone looked at Kyle, the atmosphere-killer, in unison.
"I really hope someone can make a wand that can also be used by portraits as soon as possible." Armando Dippet muttered in a low voice: "That way I can block your mouth before you open your mouth."
"I'm really sorry." Kyle smiled, "But I'm telling the truth. If you want to celebrate, you still have to find and kill Voldemort as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he looked at the picture frame behind the seat intentionally or unintentionally.
That was Dumbledore's portrait. He turned his attention elsewhere as if he hadn't seen Kyle. After a moment, he left the portrait and ran somewhere.
All right.
Kyle shrugged, knowing that he probably wouldn't be able to get any clues from his portrait.
In that case, forget it.
He went to the table.
When he entered the door just now, he saw the quaint and old pensieve on the table. It had obviously just been dug out and used.
Kyle walked over.
Sure enough, there were strands of memories emitting blue light in the Pensieve. When someone came close, these memories would spin rapidly, forming a vortex in the Pensieve.
Kyle's hand that was about to take the bottle paused slightly, and his eyes looked at the pensieve with some movement.
As for Snape's memory, just taking a look at it should be fine.
Just think of it as confirming authenticity.
Kyle quickly convinced himself and stuck his head into the pensieve.
He fell headfirst into the sunshine. Before his feet could even touch the warm ground, he turned upside down, and the whole world seemed to be upside down.
"Bang!"
The next second, Kyle took a few steps back, forced himself out of the pensieve, and returned to the principal's office at Hogwarts.
No need to be sure, this is Snape's memory, probably because Harry didn't read it before, and it's still the worst part of it.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, Kyle thought to himself.
When he realized something was wrong, he immediately covered the magic text around the pensieve, forcing himself out of his memory.
Otherwise, he will probably experience an upside-down golden clock, or even worse.
Because when he reversed his gaze, he saw several familiar faces, one of which was Sirius's face.
At that time, he was much younger than he is now, high-spirited and unruly.
If Kyle remembers correctly, Snape and the Marauders fell out completely because they hung Snape up with a fuchsia and took off his pants.
The foursome of predators, the Golden Bell Curse... Two of the three conditions were already met, and Kyle didn't want to verify the third one.
Even if it's just a memory.
Kyle looked at the pensieve again and couldn't help but curl his lips. He had to say that Sirius really deserved a beating when he was in school. That is to say, Snape had a good temper and actually lived with them until graduation.
If it were him... he might kill someone and silence him.
Kyle narrowed his eyes, took out his wand, picked up the memory in the pensieve and put it into a glass bottle.
…
(End of chapter)
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