Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

It was a girl wearing a sky blue skirt. She looked very similar to Dumbledore, but strictly speaking, she was not too beautiful.

At least she didn't inherit Dumbledore's youthful looks.

But at this time, Dumbledore was looking at the girl blankly as if he had seen the most beautiful treasure in the world.

The girl looked at Dumbledore with complicated eyes. After a long time, she slowly leaned down and gently stroked the wrinkles on Dumbledore's face with her free hand.

"Brother, you are getting older."

An erratic voice came from the girl's mouth, and upon hearing this, Dumbledore's tear glands collapsed instantly. He cried loudly and held the girl's hand, and was speechless for a moment.

Mike on the side was also speechless, because at this time he was staring closely at Dumbledore's right hand. The originally yellow and wrinkled skin on it was quickly turning pale, then the color began to deepen again, and finally It actually showed a kind of black and red rotten spots.

Mike knew very well that it was Voldemort's curse, and it was also the culprit of Dumbledore's fall in the original work.

Faced with the erosion of such a terrifying curse, Dumbledore should have discovered it immediately, but now he was completely immersed in the joy of being reunited with the figure and couldn't care about anything else.

However, the only warm moment he had left could not last too long!

"elder brother!"

The illusory figure named Arianna called Dumbledore again, but this time her expression became ferocious.

"I'm in so much pain! Why are you doing this to me?"

The girl's shrill wails echoed in the courtyard, leaving Dumbledore stunned on the spot.

Looking at his sister's ferocious face, Dumbledore said anxiously:

"Ariana, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for you! I'll do anything to make it up to you! Please!"

"Really?" The girl stared at Dumbledore viciously and said slowly, "Then why don't you come and accompany me? My dear brother!"

Dumbledore was stunned, and the girl continued:

"Come on, brother, I'm really lonely alone, come and stay with me. Aren't we brothers and sisters? As long as you die, then we can be together forever!"

The muscles on Dumbledore's face trembled. He stared at the girl in front of him with wide eyes, as if he was surprised that his sister would say such a thing.

As Dumbledore was stunned, the rotten black spots on his right hand grew explosively. In just an instant, they were all over Dumbledore's arm, and even continued to spread towards his chest. !

Mike couldn't hold it in any longer!

His purpose in letting Dumbledore wear the Resurrection Stone ring was just to poison Dumbledore. In the future, he would still have to rely on Dumbledore to take the lead in the battle against Voldemort!

But according to the current situation, if he continues to let it go, Dumbledore will probably die on the spot!

With this thought in mind, Mike suddenly raised the holy sword in his hand and slashed hard at the ring on Dumbledore's right hand!

"No!"

Dumbledore, who noticed Mike's movements, yelled and retracted his hands to protect the Resurrection Stone ring. However, all this was in vain. Dumbledore was not Gandalf with both strength and magic. He was the one without the use of magic spells. An ordinary old man, all his movements appear to be in slow motion in the eyes of Mike, who has been trained for a long time!

"clang!"

The holy sword struck the ring hard, and there was a crisp explosion.

But Mike's expression was ugly, because the holy sword in his hand did not actually hit the ring, but was blocked by a weird face that looked like Voldemort!

"Ahhh!"

The strange human face blocking the holy sword screamed, but refused to move away. Instead, it firmly protected the ring behind it.

And Mike also recognized the true identity of this face at this time!

If nothing else, this human face should be Voldemort's split soul hidden in the resurrection stone ring!

But then the question also arises. As a Horcrux, isn't the divided soul inside it the most important thing?

So why does the split soul in this resurrection stone ring protect the container that holds it?

Mike fell into deep doubts.

But now the situation didn't allow him to hesitate too much. He saw Mike shouting loudly, and the magic power in his body poured into the holy sword crazily!

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light burst out from the holy sword. Under this light, Voldemort's soul and the figure named Ariana melted as quickly as ice and snow in the sun, until Finally it disappeared completely!

"Hoo ho ho!" Mike gasped and looked at Dumbledore, but saw that the latter actually fell down at this time. Mike decisively stepped forward and hugged Dumbledore, and asked worriedly, "Dumbledore ,Are you OK?"

Dumbledore did not answer Mike's question. He raised his hand and stared blankly at the Resurrection Stone ring on his hand and his right arm that had been completely eroded. He continued to chant Ariana's name. .

Seeing this, Mike was not polite. He reached out and took off the ring from Dumbledore's hand.

And it was only then that Mike discovered that Dumbledore's entire arm was almost rotten, because when he took off the ring, a small piece of flesh from Dumbledore's finger was also taken off!

Even though Mike was a man who had seen the world, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach when he saw this scene.

Dumbledore seemed to be awakened by this severe pain. He frowned, stared at his arm and Mike with his clear eyes again, as if he still hadn't figured out the current situation.

When Mike saw this, he wanted to explain to Dumbledore, but the latter said in a weak voice first:

"I did something stupid."

"Yes! That's right! The most powerful white wizard actually held the hand of a ghost girl and cried bitterly, and was cursed by Voldemort because of it! This is really stupid!"

Facing Mike's merciless curses, Dumbledore's pale and sickly old face couldn't help but flash a blush.

He opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to defend himself, but Mike interrupted him:

"Okay, don't talk about this anymore. What should we do now? Your injuries should not be underestimated!"

Mike's expression was very anxious at this time. He was not pretending. He was really afraid that Dumbledore would die here.

Dumbledore looked at Mike's anxious look with a happy smile on his face. He used his good hand to pat Mike's shoulder and said slowly:

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Take me to Severus and he will cure me."

Looking at Dumbledore who was still smiling and comforting him, Mike felt uncomfortable, but in the end he nodded silently and walked quickly out of the yard with Dumbledore in his arms!

…

No. 19 Spider End Lane, in an ordinary brick house.

Snape, wearing gray pajamas, sat up from the bed, stretched himself and stood in front of the window.

Summer nights are always extremely short. Although it is only five o'clock now, the sun is already hanging in the sky and casting golden sunlight.

But all of this has nothing to do with Spider End Alley. The houses here are really too dense, so dense that even the bright morning sunlight cannot shine through.

This is the place where Snape grew up. Although the living environment here is very harsh, and even to outsiders, it seems that the place is filled with soaring stench and garbage, and there is no hope at all, but in Snape's view But here is a very good settlement.

Because he once spent the best time of his life here. At that time, the girl still belonged to him.

Looking at the dim light outside the window, the slowly flowing dirty water on the roadside, and the garbage everywhere, Snape sighed slowly, turned around and picked up the wand from the bookcase beside the bed, and then left. bedroom.

Outside the bedroom is a living room that is not spacious. Of course, as one of the characteristics of the old brick house, this living room also serves as the kitchen.

Since the area of ​​this brick house is too small, this living room also serves as a study room. Snape arranged two large bookcases of books here for recreation during vacations.

But this way, the living room, which was occupied by sofas, bookcases, kitchen utensils and other supplies, became even smaller. Snape even had to be careful when walking.

But he obviously doesn't care about this, or in other words, he has long been used to it.

Snape was seen waving his wand expressionlessly, and following his movements, the teapot on the coffee table beside him automatically brewed tea, and the old-fashioned gramophone placed on the bookcase also automatically played music.

This was a light piano piece. Snape didn't know its name because it was something left by his mother, but there was no doubt that it could make people happy!

A smile appeared on Snape's lips. He nodded his head following the melody and walked in the direction of the kitchen counter, shaking step by step.

Yes, he was going to make himself a hearty breakfast.

Originally, this kind of work could be completed using magic, but Snape didn't think so.

In his opinion, cooking is as rigorous a job as making potions. If you want to make delicious food, you must pay as much attention as making potions.

I don't know if his experience in making potions played a role. In short, Snape's cooking skills were quite good, which even his godson Draco didn't know.

Fried sausages, fried bacon, fried eggs, toast...

Seeing one ingredient after another being prepared and added to his plate, Snape had already begun to plan his plans for the next day.

Maybe, after eating a hearty English breakfast, you can listen to music and read a book for a while, not the kind of esoteric and boring potion books, but simple novels!

Then spend two hours cooking an exquisite steak Wellington at noon!

In the afternoon, you can go to the basement to make potions to pass the time...

Thinking this, the smile on Snape's lips became even brighter.

Unfortunately, an accident happened suddenly!

"boom!"

An explosion came from behind Snape. He turned his head in panic and saw an explosion in the small fireplace behind him. The ashes in the fireplace were flying wantonly in the small living room, making those who were originally The old furniture was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Immediately afterwards, two figures walked out of the ashes while coughing.

"Hey! Good morning! Professor Snape!"

Mike's familiar voice came from the smoke, and upon hearing this, the green eyes on Snape's face exploded instantly. He raised his wand and raised his hand to punish Mike for disturbing his perfect morning. Guys, let’s take a look.

But the next moment, Snape's movements suddenly froze.

Because he finally saw clearly the figure who came with Mike, and it turned out to be the pale and weak Dumbledore!

"I'm sorry." Dumbledore forced a smile and said, "I disturbed your rest, Severus."

Dumbledore's words made Snape put down his wand, and through the gradually dissipating dust in the living room, Snape also noticed the injury on Dumbledore's right arm.

"Are you injured?" Snape said solemnly, "This is... a curse! A very vicious curse! Are you going to fight the Swamp Witch in a duel?"

"It's a long story, Severus. Mac and I went together last night..."

"I think now may not be the time to talk about this, right?" Mike interrupted the conversation between the two. "Principal Dumbledore is in a very bad situation now. Professor, you should treat him first."

Hearing this, Snape's expression became ugly again, and he even had a faint tendency to get angry.

But seeing Dumbledore's weak look, Snape finally helped Dumbledore up and led him towards the basement.

Mike followed decisively, but as soon as he took a step forward, Snape in front turned his head and shouted:

"Stay here and don't move!"

Raising his eyebrows, Mike said nothing, just waved his hand dissatisfied and stepped back.

To be honest, he actually didn't really want to watch Snape's healing process. Compared with this, he was more interested in the legendary Snape's home.

With this thought in mind, he reached out and touched the phonograph that was still playing in the bookcase.

However, just as his hand touched the wooden body of the gramophone, Snape, who had already gone to the basement, suddenly poked his head out of the corridor and screamed:

"You are not allowed to touch anything! Otherwise I will put you in confinement for a month when school starts!"

Mike was startled by the sound, and he instinctively raised his hands above his head.

"Got it! Professor Snape!"

Hearing this, Snape nodded with satisfaction and disappeared into the corridor.

Mike curled his lips disdainfully, a month of confinement? You're scaring ghosts!

Shaking his head sarcastically, Mike finally noticed the kitchen counter where Snape was when they arrived.

He walked slowly towards the kitchen table and saw a sumptuous breakfast that had been plated and still steaming on it!