[HP] Alive

"How is he?" Lupine turned his head to look at the children around Harry, and in the middle, Harry who was already in Snape's arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Harry tugged on Snape's robe tightly, looked at him with green eyes unblinking, and kept murmuring words of apology in his mouth.

Snape didn't care about what to say, picked Harry up in his arms, pushed away the surrounding crowd, and then walked towards the medical wing with big strides.

"Bobby! Give me a bottle of tranquilizer!" Snape ordered loudly as soon as he walked through the door.

Seeing the obviously abnormal Harry, Madam Pomfrey immediately went to fetch a bottle of potion.

However, Harry apologized anyway, as if he hadn't seen the potion.

"Harry!" said Snape sternly, "I'll forgive you if you drink this."

Finally, Harry reacted to Snape's words, "Really?" He showed an unprecedented innocent smile, and then drank the whole bottle of potion.

Seeing that Harry's condition had improved a lot, Snape put Harry on the hospital bed, and went to pull Harry's hand that was clutching his robe, and this time Harry let go obediently.

"Dreamless Potion," Snape said, turning to Madam Pomfrey, "he's scared and needs a good rest."

After taking the dreamless potion, Harry finally fell asleep, and Snape let out a long breath.

He was about to get up, but his body swayed a bit, a severe headache occupied his entire brain at this time, he took two steps back and let himself fall on the hospital bed.

"Severus!" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, checking his body immediately, "You need rest too!" she said seriously, pushing Snape, who was struggling to stand up, back on the hospital bed.

Seeing that he couldn't struggle, Snape could only resign himself to lying on the hospital bed.

He also fell into a deep sleep after drinking the dreamless potion.

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"What happened before?" Madam Pomfrey looked dissatisfiedly at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and several other students who hurried to the medical wing.

Lupine stared worriedly at Harry's pale sleeping face, "Boggart, I don't know why, this time I lost control very much."

"Boggart?" Madam Pomfrey looked at Lupine suspiciously, "Don't people only see the most terrifying things? What did they see?"

Lupine hesitated for a moment before saying, "When Harry stood in front of the Boggart, the Boggart immediately turned into a man wrapped in a black robe. The man said a few strange words, and then Boggart Gert changed. Boggart became dead, if I'm right,"

He swallowed, "The people Harry valued before they died. But the weirdest thing is that Ron and Hermione don't know those people, or those people may not exist now, or they may not be dead."

"What does this mean?" Madam Pomfrey was even more puzzled.

Hermione, who had come with Lupine, immediately interjected, "I think I see a grown-up Ron, and myself."

She and Ron exchanged glances, then continued, "In fact, Ron and I transformed the Boggart before Harry. Ron saw the dead bodies of his loved ones," said Hermione in horror. With a shiver, "And I saw a log cabin, but I have no idea why I saw it."

"Remus told me about this before, and there were things that students didn't feel afraid of before that were changed." At some point, Professor McGonagall also came here, she said to Hermione, and clicked Nodding for her to continue.

"Then in front of Harry, I think that person is the grown-up Ron," Hermione continued, "there are corpses behind him, the same as before! Then there may be the grown-up me standing there In a cabin..." Hermione said here, and couldn't say anything more, and she didn't understand why this happened.

"So is there any surprise? Which student?" Professor McGonagall looked at Professor Lupine.

"And Neville Longbottom," Lupine replied immediately, "he said he was most afraid of Professor Snape, but Boggart turned into a Slytherin about the first year. Isn't that true?" That's normal," he explained, "I've been to Slytherin's first year class, and I haven't met that student."

Then something came to his mind, "And Draco Malfoy in Slytherin, the Boggart turned into a Death Eater—wearing a Death Eater outfit," he said suspiciously, "but with his At his age, I don't think he's ever seen a Death Eater, and he's surprised himself."

A brief silence.

Ron seemed to finally have a chance to say something, he said loudly: "And! Then Snape appeared in front of Harry!"

"Professor Snape is badly injured," Hermione added from the side.

"And then Harry cast the spell, but Snape looked much worse," said Ron without thinking.

"So, Harry was stimulated?" Madam Pomfrey interjected this time.

"Probably," said Lupine.

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Harry, who drank the dreamless potion, didn't sleep well. In fact, he doesn't know what's going on now. His body moves on its own and doesn't listen to his command. The difference in his memory.

"Have you heard? Last night, two first-years in Gryffindor died."

Harry was sitting alone in the common room with the students whispering to each other, which was fine, as he had always done in Slytherin.

"Well, I heard that they are not afraid of death to challenge the giant monster!"

"I heard that it seems to be a Mudblood named Granger and a pure-blood traitor from the Weasley family."

It's not true, Harry's mind goes blank, it's not true!Hermione and Ron dead?wrong!I saved them didn't I?He wanted to ask for clarification!Want to go to Gryffindor to find his friends!But his body was motionless, as if he hadn't heard it, and there was no response...

...The icy lake, so cold, so cold...

...The man in the black robe quickly turned around and strode away as if fleeing...

...Fingers are constantly flipping through the books, wanting to become stronger...

...to learn to smile, to win over people, to win over Slytherins and students from other houses...

...Finally, known as the third-generation Dark Lord, he has gained a foothold in the magic world...

... They failed, and their companions died one after another...

...The man stood in front of him, blood gushed everywhere, he wanted me to live, he said he needed me...

...But, already defeated, dead, all dead, and the Order of the Phoenix won in the end. It is really scheming, Dumbledore, the three generations of Dark Lords have all ended in your hands...

...wandering around like duckweed, then the Grim Reaper shows up, and they make a pact, lose the right to grieve, lose the magic, good deal...

...Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor...