Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 584: Harry is Lost
5 km north of the small town of Viktor, Iceland.

A wide highway passes through the small town of Victor and winds towards the horizon.

On both sides of the highway, there is an endless sea of ​​lupine flowers.

Some people say that lupine is to Iceland as lavender is to Provence, and this description is not without reason.

This annual herb can grow up to 70 cm tall, with beautiful long flowers accounting for one-third of its height.

At this time of year, lupines are in bloom all over Iceland, and Iceland is also in the middle of the night.

The dim skylight unique to the polar day, coupled with the endless sea of ​​blue and purple flowers and the green mixed in it, gives people a wonderful feeling of being in a dream.

At this moment, the space above the beautiful sea of ​​lupine suddenly began to distort.

The distortion was not severe at first, and the space was like a water surface with a small stone thrown into it, causing ripples.

But soon, the waves became turbulent and finally opened a vortex-shaped space door.

Immediately afterwards, Harry screamed and fell from the space vortex.

"Humph!"

Harry fell heavily into the flowers, letting out a muffled groan and stirring up the petals all over the sky.

"Professor Snape! Ugh!"

Harry struggled to climb out of the sea of ​​flowers, looking up to the sky and shouting Snape's name, but as soon as he shouted, Harry's sobbing sound turned into waves of dry heaves.

This is another shortcoming of Snape's enhanced version of Apparition. The user experience will be quite poor. Even Harry, who is no stranger to space teleportation, can't stand it.

Harry kept whimpering like a wounded animal.

At this moment, his stomach was squirming wildly, and a large amount of acid was regurgitated by him, along with tears dripping onto the ground.

This made him very uncomfortable.

But compared to the physical pain, Harry was obviously in more pain inside.

Snape's bloody smile at the last moment was still replaying in his mind.

Harry could not understand why Snape would go to such lengths to save him, even at the cost of his own life.

Didn't he hate himself all along?
Harry felt that he might never know the answer to this question in his lifetime. Now his heart was filled with pain and guilt, and he could only pound the ground to vent his feelings.

But the next moment, Harry's body froze.

He recalled the covert action that Snape had done to him at the last moment, stopped self-harming, wiped his nose and tears, and reached into his pocket.

Soon Harry's fingers touched something. He pulled it out and saw a glass bottle with a thin thread of light inside appeared in front of him.

Harry was slightly stunned when he saw this. He had seen this thing from Dumbledore before.

This is a thread of memory light. As long as you throw it into the meditation basin, you can read the memories inside.

So this means that Snape has more information to tell me?
Harry suddenly became excited.

Being in the wilderness now, Harry naturally couldn't find the Pensieve.

Fortunately, this memory light thread does not necessarily require a meditation bowl to be used. It is just a safer and more comfortable method.

For Harry, who has already mastered Occlumency and part of the Legilimency spell, it is not impossible for him to use this thing directly.

Taking a deep breath, Harry opened the cork on the bottle without any hesitation, and used the wand in his hand to guide the silver-white light in the bottle into his temple.

The moment the memory light penetrated, countless memory scenes belonging to Snape began to flash before Harry's eyes.

This is a long story.

It tells the story of an inferior boy who lives around sewage and garbage dumps, and accidentally meets a girl who has the same extraordinary abilities as him and is as beautiful as an angel.

The two spent a wonderful time together and went to Hogwarts together.

But in the end, they couldn't be together for various reasons.

The girl married a wealthy pure-blood noble, while the boy degenerated into joining the Dark Lord's army.

The two gradually drifted apart, but because of the appearance of a prophecy, their fates were intertwined again.

The boy wanted to save the girl, but he failed in the end. The girl and her husband died, leaving only her and the pure-blood noble's baby.

The boy had complicated feelings towards the baby.

On the one hand, the baby is the continuation of the girl's life, and the baby also has a pair of beautiful eyes that are almost exactly the same as the girl's.

But on the other hand, as he grew older, the baby looked more and more like the man who had taken the girl from him.

This made the boy feel extremely painful and conflicted.

In the end, the boy could only keep making trouble for the child and take revenge on the man in this way.

At the same time, he silently guarded the child to prevent him from getting hurt.

The boy was a proud man. He never admitted that he was protecting the baby. He thought he was just following Dumbledore's orders.

Later, Dumbledore died, and many people left the baby because the world no longer needed him.

But the boy did not leave. He still hid in the dark and secretly protected the baby. He even sacrificed his own life to protect him.

The story was long, but with the help of the memory thread, Harry finished it quickly.

After understanding all this, he finally understood what Professor Snape's last words were.

'You have beautiful eyes, so don't cry, it will make them dull.'

At this time, Harry was already crying.

He rubbed his eyes desperately, wanting to follow Professor Snape's advice and stop crying, but the tears were unwilling to obey his orders. Whenever he thought of everything Snape had done for him and his bad attitude towards Snape, Harry's heart ached and tears kept flowing like a spring.

The polar day made Harry lose his concept of time. He kept crying in the sea of ​​flowers until his voice became hoarse and his strength was gradually exhausted. Then he stopped for a while, staring at the red sea of ​​clouds in the distance like a lifeless zombie.

At this moment, the invisibility cloak slipped from his body and fell to the ground.

The touch of silk across his skin awakened Harry. He stiffened and turned his head, looking at the Lupine that was crushed by the invisibility cloak. His expression gradually became more ferocious. "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to come to this damn place! Professor Snape wouldn't have to die for saving me!"

The next moment, Harry let out a series of loud shouts. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he leaped forward and began to punch the invisible cloak with his fists.

Harry's pupils were dilated. At this moment, he had obviously lost his mind and was on the verge of losing his mind.

At this moment, a barely perceptible black light flashed on the invisibility cloak that was supposed to be transparent.

Then, a voice that could not be distinguished between male and female suddenly rang out.

'Painful? Then go collect the Deathly Hallows.'

"Who? Who is talking?!"

Harry turned his head sharply and began to look around.

The sudden voice just now was so close to him, as if someone was talking in his ear, which made Harry feel creepy.

However, there was no one else around him.

Harry did not relax, but continued to remain vigilant with his wand in hand.

He knew very well that he should not have been teleported out of Iceland, which could be seen from the familiar scenery around him, and this also meant that Victor could catch up with him at any time.

'Go collect the Deathly Hallows.'

The voice rang in his head again, but this time Harry felt something and suddenly turned his head to look at the invisibility cloak.

Harry jumped back to create some distance, pointing his wand at the cloak, but the tip of the wand was shaking violently because he was too nervous.

"shut up!"

'Collect all three Deathly Hallows, and you will be able to defeat death. Then, you will be able to see Professor Snape and Headmaster Dumbledore again, and even your parents will appear.'

Hearing this, the expression on Harry's face became ferocious. He kept swinging the wand in his hand, and a cluster of red light spread out from the tip of the wand.

But at this moment, a black light flashed on the invisibility cloak again.

The black light reflected in Harry's eyes, and his originally ferocious expression instantly became hesitant and dull.

Harry opened his lips slightly and stammered:

"But...but, Dumbledore said that something very bad would happen if we gathered all the Deathly Hallows."

"Lies!" the voice roared, "He has never successfully collected all the Death Artifacts, so how can he know what will happen after collecting all the Death Artifacts? He just looked at some inexplicable records, so he came to a wrong conclusion!"

"Is it really?"

Because he was too conflicted, the muscles on Harry's face kept twitching, and the words he uttered were as vague as the talking in a dream, and he no longer had the decisiveness he had at the beginning.

"Of course, the Deathly Hallows can redeem all your regrets." The voice continued, "So now, quickly pick up the invisibility cloak and go back to find a way to get the other Deathly Hallows back."

Finally, the sound faded away and disappeared.

But at this moment, Harry still stood there, clenching his fists.

A difficult choice was placed before him, and it was not until then that Harry realized that he had been making choices all his life.

The choice when facing the Hogwarts admission letter, the choice of whether to fight Voldemort, the choice of whether to accept Black, the choice of whether to protect the invisibility cloak...

It would be fine if these choices only affected him, but the fact is that the choices he made are likely to cause huge changes in the world and affect countless people.

In order to take into account the safety and feelings of others, he made countless choices against his will.

All this made Harry feel extremely annoyed.

So, this time, he decided to listen to his inner voice and be selfish for once.

Gradually, Harry's eyes became firmer.

He took a deep breath, looked at the vaguely visible town behind him and the wand in his hand, then suddenly bent down, picked up the invisibility cloak and put it on himself!

At the same time, Mike and others had returned to the Ministry of Magic of the Kingdom of Magic from Paris.

Mike and the others had no control over how the French Ministry of Magic was going to clean up the mess, nor did they want to care, because at this moment Paklo was still hiding in the Department of Mysteries with a large group of Unspeakables and old, weak and sick Aurors.

This is the top priority for Mike and others.

After all, as long as they get rid of Paklo, they can officially declare victory in the war.

Therefore, both the wizards of Los Santos and those non-human intelligent creatures were very active, because this was their last chance to make a contribution, and compared to dealing with Chris, Peklock was too easy to deal with, so this was simply a merit that was delivered to their hands.

Mike, on the other hand, did not relax at all, for he was well aware of the terrifying power hidden within the Department of Mysteries.

Looking at the extremely excited Los Santos wizards and non-human intelligent creatures, Mike shook his head and said to Arthur and others beside him in a low voice:
"Let's bring our people back and leave this matter to those non-human intelligent creatures."

Arthur, Franklin and others were all stunned when they heard this. Franklin was about to get angry. In his opinion, this was simply giving away the credit for nothing.

But before he could open his mouth, Arthur's large hand covered his mouth.

"You mean..." Arthur squinted his eyes, "It's dangerous down there?"

Mike didn't say anything, just gave an ambiguous smile.

Arthur immediately understood upon seeing this and smiled. Franklin and the others also realized that something was wrong and finally shut up.

Mike's order was quickly passed down, which unsurprisingly caused a sensation.

The non-human intelligent creatures cheered at once, while the wizards of Los Santos looked displeased. Like Franklin, they could not understand this.

However, this did not affect their execution of Mike's orders. After all, the soldier instinct to obey orders was firmly engraved in their bones.

Seeing that the Los Santos wizards had indeed begun to retreat, the non-human intelligent creatures on the side could not help it and began to rush towards the gray-white light film on the floor of the Department of Mysteries.

The first to bear the brunt are the goblins.

These cunning and greedy guys made full use of their talents. They were on the sidelines almost the entire time in this battle and hardly played any role. However, when the victory of the battle was declared, they were the first to jump out, ready to reap the credit.

Such behavior naturally caused dissatisfaction among many people, but others had no choice. Thanks to the strength preserved in previous battles, the goblins are now almost the most powerful force in the camp of non-human intelligent creatures.

(End of this chapter)