The happiness of HP

boom!

It was very late at night, but people felt that the weather had never been so terrible in a year.Outside the window, bolts of lightning pierced the dark night, and the dull thunder rumbled violently, making people shudder.At the moment when the rumbling thunder disperses into bursts of thunderbolts, it can't help but be thrilling.But the thunderbolt was still crackling, and the dark clouds in the night sky split open, shooting lightning like golden arrows from the dense clouds to the earth.The thunder roared, the black clouds burned, spouting terrible blue flames, the sky trembled, and the earth trembled timidly... The wind roared, and the door was flung open, throwing it against the wall.The chimney whined softly, like a sob in the night.The rain outside the house shoots down like an arrow!The wind is roaring, the thunder is roaring!The sky is roaring!

This is a three-story dangerous building.

Under the rendering of wind, rain and lightning, it looks very eerie.

No one in the town would come here, everyone knew that this building was very dangerous.Even the beggars are reluctant to come here, but in the midst of the storm, hoarse shouts were faintly heard in the house.

The dangerous building was empty without any furniture, but on this rainy night, on the second floor of the dangerous building, there was a black object lying on the empty floor.

Another flash of lightning streaked across the night sky!

The person lying on the ground turned out to be a person, to be precise, a person with a distended belly.The hoarse cry came from this man's mouth.

Lightning streaked across the night sky continuously, followed by rumbling thunder, which seemed to roll over the top of the head, drowning out the shout.

This man was young, with wet hair clung to his forehead, delicate eyebrows curled up, and green eyes almost protruding from their sockets.Nostrils opened and closed, panting rapidly, her voice was already hoarse.Both hands tightly grasped the black cloak that had been laid out in a panic.The cloak was already soaked with sweat.The veins on his arms were bulging, his face was stiff and distorted, and beads of sweat kept coming out.

"Children, you...come out soon. Sif...is dead, I can't...lose you..." The man was talking to himself, the broken sentences, and the hoarse voice were enough to show that he had struggled Long.

There was another burst of lightning and thunder, and the rain outside the house was falling from the sky to the bottom. You couldn't see the strips clearly, but just one piece, one after another, countless arrows shot from the ground, and thousands of waterfalls fell from the houses.The rain was like a hole in the sky, and the roof of the dangerous building had already begun to seep.The strong wind whipped the rain like countless whips, slamming it fiercely on the already worn-out glass windows. Rainwater had already penetrated into the cracks of the windows and flowed down the window sills.

what……

There was another desperate cry submerged in the thunder, the man's face suddenly turned livid, his whole face twisted like a machine, his teeth creaked and he wanted to bite them to pieces.She struggled to wriggle her chapped lips, but couldn't make a sound.The body trembled uncontrollably, the bones in the body were shattered bit by bit, the lightning in the body rushed out in bursts, stirring up scary blue veins...

"Ahhhhhh..." The man tugged on the black cloth under his body, arched his body, and wanted to use force, but the pain buried his strength, and only the pain hit him. I wanted to get rid of the pain, but it hurt even more, and I was tortured.

The lightning flashed brightly, like a giant python leaping over the clouds, and a thunderstorm exploded outside the window...

The huge bulging belly stretched and stretched, and the man barely raised his hand to caress it.

"Please, children... ah ah..." The unbearable colic still enveloped him, and he felt wet all over his body. The man took out a handful of thirteen and one-half inches long Little stick, tremblingly chant to himself.

"It's raining hard... Minerva." The little Flitwick stood on a pile of books and looked at his colleague.

"Yeah. I don't know where Harry is now?" McGonagall sighed.

"If he doesn't come back to testify, Severus could be sent to Azkaban," Flitwick said.

"That's what I'm most worried about. Severus won't defend himself. But anyway, Severus is still staying in St. Mungo's." McGonagall frowned and walked to the French windows, the rain was heavy outside the window , Lightning and thunder made people palpitate.

"Is there no way Miss Granger can find Harry?" Flitwick asked cautiously.

"You have to understand that Hermione hasn't been his brain ever since Harry chose to go alone in the seventh year. Not to mention, because of Severus, the youngest Mr. Weasley had a fight with Harry. And it looks like Ron doesn't intend to forgive Harry anymore." McGonagall said helplessly, "Most of the children in Gryffindor are bad at this. There is no gray area in their eyes."

"Isn't it? Speaking of which, Severus was too fateful, and St. Mungo even ruled him dead at that time..." Flitwick said.

"Who knew he would come back to life the next day, but Harry left." Professor McGonagall sighed, and outside the window, the dark sky was torn by lightning again, "Think about when Harry brought Severus back He was so anxious, he must be very happy to know that Severus is not dead."

"Yes, yes. Poor Harry, he took Severus' wand with him when he left," said Flitwick.

McGonagall was silent for a while: "Who knows that Severus is a spy? If it weren't for the portrait of Albus to say so, I wouldn't believe it."

"Okay, Minerva, tomorrow is August 8rd, you still have to pick up a freshman, don't you?" Flitwick jumped out of the book as he spoke, "I'll go first, and have a good rest."

Mag sent Flitwick away, and then stood by the window, whispering softly: "It's already eleven o'clock, the rain is really heavy tonight..."

"Wow..." With a cry, accompanied by thunder, the people in the dangerous building gave birth to a baby boy.

The man turned pale in the flickering lightning, and waved his wand vigorously, and the baby came to his side. Before the man could look any further, his stomach felt cramped again, and sweat dripped profusely. Streaming from his forehead, the unbearable pain, the man couldn't care about the children around him, and writhed for a while.

"Sev... old bastard, why did you leave me... ah..." the man cried out in pain.

It was still raining outside, and when the clock tower in the town struck the first hour of the new day, another bolt of lightning pierced the sky.

"Wow wow wow..." The second cry appeared again accompanied by the sound of thunder.

The man was paralyzed with exhaustion.

I don't know how long it has passed, until the sound of rain stopped in the middle of the night, the man regained his strength.Fumbling in the open space on one side, got his glasses, then picked up his magic wand, cast a flaming flame on the ground, and then picked up the two pieces of flesh that fell from his body——

"You guys, I've been torturing me for a year and a half. If Voldemort knew that he was defeated by a pregnant woman, how angry would he be? However, he will never come to us again."

Two children had just come into the world, sleeping soundly in the arms of their blood relatives.

"Well, I should name you...well, my elder brother is Apollo, Apollo Harry Prince, and my younger sister is Artemis, Artemis Severus Evans." The young dad said, lovingly giving the two children a blessing kiss, "I can't let you bear my name and Sev's name, so you can't use our last name."

The young father was sitting in the corner exhausted, leaning against the deserted wall, there was a rain curtain outside the house, thinking of his dead lover, he could not help but scream in his heart...

The wheel of fate is turning again, and all the unknowns are looking forward to happiness.