HP: Let professors walk towards the light

Voldemort is resurrected.

Yes, one month after the Triwizard Tournament, he was quietly resurrected.

Perhaps it can be said that way, because that day, when the Order of the Phoenix gathered together, I felt a burning sensation on my left arm. I quickly unbuttoned my sleeve, revealing the Dark Mark that had suddenly turned black and then turned scarlet.

When they asked me in horror what that meant, I could only solemnly announce this very unfortunate news.

Voldemort was summoning his Death Eaters, and he had severed my Dark Mark.

Dumbledore's plan to make me an undercover agent was shattered before we could even discuss it in detail.

"Voldemort is hunting you. I can't send you directly to him to kill you after knowing this."

In such a passive situation, even Dumbledore lost his smile. He took me to see Fudge, but the result was that Dumbledore was accused of spreading rumors wantonly, and the Ministry of Magic questioned whether Dumbledore was capable of continuing to serve as the headmaster of Hogwarts and interfering in the education of Hogwarts again, and sent a pink toad.

Just when we thought Voldemort was starting to keep a low profile, news of the Azkaban prison break suddenly broke out.

I realized the importance of the battle at the Office of Mystery and informed Dumbledore in advance, asking him to pay attention to the guards at the Ministry of Magic.

Arthur was not attacked by Nagini, but Dumbledore told me that Harry dreamed that he was a snake and that Voldemort was caressing him, and that he also saw Voldemort punishing Lucius.

So, I was asked to teach Potter Occlumency.

At first, I could patiently tell you some things, but unfortunately, such a stupid guy is not worthy of wasting my saliva. His poor mind is filled with his youth that has nowhere to go.

Hermalena also told me that it would be impossible for me to teach Potter the art of Occlumency, so after a pleasant trial class, I threw it directly to Dumbledore.

As for Lucius, Porter said he only saw Lucius kneeling on the ground with a look of pain.

Lucius accepted Voldemort's summons and witnessed Voldemort's resurrection. I thought that maybe we could meet in private before our relationship became invisible. So, on Christmas Eve, I left Draco behind and Lucius came to my office.

"If you want to persuade me, there is no need to do so. I can't abandon Narcissa and Draco."

Dumbledore wanted me to have a good talk with Lucius, but we didn't have anything that could make him change his position firmly. Although Malfoy was arrogant on weekdays, what they were best at was forbearance and waiting for the opportunity.

Of course, I'm not really asking him to make a black-and-white choice here.

"I won't kill you, but you'd better stay away. After all, I don't know what you did, but the master was full of emotions when he mentioned you. And... the person who helped the master's resurrection is not among us. I advise you to be careful. If there is nothing wrong... don't meet him."

Lucius finally left after saying a few words.

The implication is that Voldemort has a good helper. I asked Hermalena if she knew the inside story. Hermalena was obviously stunned and did not do any further analysis.

"But we know more than them after all. Don't forget me. No one will know of my existence, thanks to your cover. After all, even if Voldemort has a new partner to help him resurrect his body, I think such an arrogant person will definitely choose his own way. In the next battle in the Department of Mysteries, Voldemort is bound to meet Dumbledore once. You can relax and leave it to me, Harry." said Hermalena.

That's true, but who can guarantee that the so-called helper will not jump out to give us, or Porter a fatal blow?

"No, I don't think so."

Hermalena was quite sure.

Logically, such an arbitrary decision would not be very convincing, but for some reason, I had a vague feeling that what Hermalena said might be right.

That day, after completing the follow-up work for the academic exam, I was called by Umbridge. She wanted to take the truth serum from me to interrogate Potter.

I saw Hermalena among the group. She had said before that she would not stop Potter from going to the Department of Mysteries. Naturally, Potter also needed to see the evil outside.

I looked at Potter, and his twitching eyes hinted at me wildly.

"Voldemort has captured Sirius in the Office of Mysteries!"

You know how to use Legilimency.

Humph, I rejected Umbridge's idea, left the school and went straight to the Department of Mysteries, where Dumbledore was already waiting.

After he knew about Umbridge, he thought that he could let the students have some fun, even though Black disagreed.

We split up, Black went to find Potter, and Dumbledore went straight to fighting the Death Eaters.

I waited in the hall, intercepting those Death Eaters who tried to escape, and welcoming Voldemort's arrival.

Lestrange seriously injured Black and ran out, and Potter also chased out. Before I could make a move, Potter had already used the Unforgivable Curse. I didn't expect that he and Black had such a deep relationship.

"If you don't have the ability, don't try the Unforgivable Curse."

I blasted a Cruciatus Curse at Potter and stepped across from Lestrange.

"Professor Snape!" He hid under the statue in the hall.

Since the professor sounded very sincere, I decided to teach the guy in front of me a lesson.

"Snape! How dare you come out! You are a lackey who betrayed your master, I will kill you to death!" Lestrange roared angrily.

But I'm not someone who should be underestimated. In less than three rounds, I knocked her to the ground.

"Tell her, Potter, where the prophecy is?" I said.

"It's...it's broken." Potter replied.

"Oh - is that so, really? Potter... and my dear Severus Snape?" A shrill, shrill voice echoed in the hall.

Voldemort is coming.

His scarlet eyes glanced at Potter and then fixed their gaze on me.

"Look, I miss you terribly, Severus, but why? Haven't I been good enough to you? Why do you treat me like that?" He pointed his wand straight at my chest.

"Master! Kill him - it's because of him that you became like that... it's all because of him, kill him!"

"Shut up, Bella! I will deal with you later with the prophecy." Voldemort roared at her viciously.

"Me? What a pity! I wanted to help my former master restore his supreme honor, but I never expected to receive the bad news of being hunted down. My sincere heart was trampled on like this, so naturally I had to find a place to sleep. It's not my fault."

"How ironic, sincere? When you told Dumbledore about my plan, you also had a sincere heart? He actually dared to use you, how ridiculous." Voldemort suddenly laughed.

"Potter! Let me help you recall! Back then, it was this young and promising professor in front of you who brought the prophecy to me and helped me identify my enemy."

"Snape, don't forget, don't you like Lily? Don't you love your Lily? That's such a pity. If it weren't for the prophecy you brought, maybe our savior's dear mother wouldn't have died so tragically -"

I...can't refute what he said. What's wrong with what he said? Inexplicably, it felt like someone was grabbing my heart, and my chest felt like a huge rock was pressing down on it. I couldn't breathe, and it felt like all the strength in my body was being drained away.

"Avada——"

Gradually, Voldemort's voice became farther and farther away, and I seemed to... almost lose hearing it...

"Severus!" A crisp voice sounded in my ears.

A thin layer of mist rose in front of me.

The statue in the fountain next to me leaped up, and the splashing water soaked me in an instant. The floating statue blocked my view, and I was violently pulled aside and fell to the ground.

"What on earth do you want to do!" A magnified face suddenly appeared in front of me, and I noticed that the gray eyes were stained red.

The chill that penetrated my heart made me completely sober.

Hermalena sat astride me, her hands tightly grasping my collar, her little face as white as the wall, her eyes red and filled with tears.

"If you can't even raise your wand then get back to Spinner's End and don't come join in the fun!" she yelled.

I finally realized that I had been bewitched by Voldemort's few words and fell under his mental magic. I almost died easily under his killing curse without any resistance.

It was Hermalena who brought me back to consciousness. What suddenly rose up was not fog, but an advanced defensive spell that she cast at the critical moment.

"Sorry... I lost my concentration." I propped myself up and rubbed my swollen temples.

Hermalena gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, then collapsed to the ground, turning her head to wipe away her tears.

I claim to be a master of brain occlumency, and not long ago I even tried to preach to others, but I didn't expect that today, I would almost fail in such a place.

Looking at Hermalena, I unconsciously reached out my hand, stroked her messy hair, and gently leaned her head on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry... I promise you that I will live well."

-

Over there, Dumbledore was fighting with Voldemort. The two huge energies were competing with each other, and the whole hall was shaking.

"Collapse!"

I raised my wand and cast an exceptionally powerful Stunning Spell at Lestrange, who was trying to break free from his restraints and escape the scene in the chaos in the corner, leaving him behind.

Hermalena also temporarily diverted her attention and stood up with me.

Voldemort summoned a giant fire snake that almost devoured everyone. Dumbledore resisted and gave me a look that told us to get out of here.

I pulled up the Potter that was lying on the ground.

"Wait!" He tried to break free.

"Get out of here!" Hermalena grabbed Potter tightly, we looked at each other in tacit understanding, and pulled the unconscious Lestrange out of the elevator and left this hell.

?

Inside the Ministry of Magic, Aurors have been dispatched and most of the Death Eaters have been arrested. Outside the Department of Mysteries, almost all the members of the Order of the Phoenix have gathered here.

I left Lestrange behind and looked at the others. The most serious injuries among the students were only minor skin injuries and were not in serious condition. Lupin was taking care of Black, who was the most seriously injured.

I walked over to take a look and saw that he had fainted due to the killing curse, but he had escaped at least.

I took out all the potions I had with me and handed them to Lupin.

"How's it going over there?"

"Dumbledore is--" He was interrupted before he could finish his words. He turned around and found that it was Potter who was speaking.

"Dumbledore, you can't kill me! If death doesn't mean anything, try to kill this child first! Oh, Snape, just wait, I will kill you with my own hands!"

Dumbledore stepped out of the elevator.

"Dumbledore, this..." Lupin was a little at a loss?

"I heard it."

"I have an idea." Hermalena suddenly stood up, and her voice seemed particularly clear in the quiet scene.

"H...wait——" What was she going to do? I grabbed Hermalena's arm.

"It's okay." She turned her head and silently comforted him with her mouth.

Noticing Dumbledore's strange gaze, I let go of Hermalena.

"Oh, really? What can you do, Hermalena?"

Hermalena and Dumbledore were talking in low voices.

I saw Dumbledore look at Hermalena with a scrutinizing gaze, then he smiled and said, "I see. Let's do this."

Dumbledore sent Potter and the others back to Hogwarts, and I stayed as a witness to help him clean up the mess.

Of course, that group of Aurors must have witnessed the fight between Dumbledore and Voldemort, including some paparazzi.

Rita Skeeter got the news from somewhere and spent half a page in the Daily Prophet to publish the news that I was being hunted by Voldemort. The rest came from Umbridge and the other half from Fudge's government.

This way of becoming famous is really... unlucky.

"What did Hermalena...say to you?"

After returning to Hogwarts, I "stayed" in Dumbledore's office.

"Oh, you are talking about that. But I thought you would be the one who knows Hermalena best. It turns out that you are not the one who can control her?" Dumbledore said meaningfully.

"I never thought about controlling anyone. I'm not you."

"That's not control, that's mastery." He shook his head and denied it. "So, you like this student so much, do you understand her now?"

Do you understand? I don’t know how to answer this.

"She called you Severus? Did something happen that I don't know about? You seem to avoid this kind of question every time." Dumbledore changed the subject again.

"I can't reveal too much about her. This... involves her safety."

"including me?"

"including you."