Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard - Chapter 102

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When Dumbledore arrived at the Potions Office, Snape had already calmed down.

No matter what, life had to go on, and the days of being a double agent had to continue until success or failure.

In fact, when Gretel invited him, he was slightly shaken in his heart.

But, after all, students are no match for Bai Yueguang.

Lily was gone, and Snape must protect her child.

Even if he had to sacrifice his own life for it.

After all, this was the only proof that she had existed in this world.

If Harry Potter also died, Snape didn’t know how to face Lily in the kingdom of death after he died.

Snape spoke as soon as Dumbledore stepped into the office.

“If you don’t come back, I’ll write you a letter.”

Dumbledore frowned and looked over.

“The Dark Lord gave me an order to tell you to set the target of the Order of the Phoenix on MacGreiter.

But before that, he ordered all the Death Eaters not to attack MacGreiter, and now I don’t know what the situation is.”

After Snape finished his message, he looked up at the deep blue eyes behind the two glasses.

“Severus, take a look at this first,” Dumbledore handed Snape the letter Voldemort sent him.

“This is a letter from Voldemort to me. He said in the letter that MacGreiter’s strength is unfathomable, and he came to the door to recruit the Death Eaters.

In the end, he proposed to cooperate with me to deal with Dawn together. He promised me that he would not attack Harry before Dawn and MacGreiter were eliminated.”

After reading the letter, Snape raised his head anxiously.

“Impossible, the Dark Lord is trying to divert the blame, he can never be trusted.”

The eyes behind the glasses flashed a gleam, then turned dim in an instant, and he spoke slowly.

“Severus, don’t be anxious. I have never distrusted Voldemort.

In fact, I came to you just to ask you what Mike Gretel said to you.

I know that he has tried to win you over. In the whole Hogwarts, except for his group of companions, he has no barriers with you only when he gets along with you.

No matter what promises you have made to him, this matter is very important now and will affect my judgment.

I will definitely not believe what Voldemort said, but I am worried that the two of them will unite.

Remember when we interrogated Barty Crouch Jr. that night?

From his mouth, we know how much Voldemort values ​​Mike Gretel. Barty Crouch Jr., Voldemort’s most trusted Death Eater, is jealous of his position in Voldemort’s heart.

I can’t help but consider things more comprehensively.”

In fact, Dumbledore wrote to Gretel just to keep him away from Voldemort.

But who would have thought that after writing the letter and showing his attitude, why did this little guy Gretel still go to Voldemort? Doesn’t he know the principle of “the closer you are to the red, the more you are to the black”?

He was not worried at first. After all, as long as Gretel wanted wizards and Muggles to merge peacefully.

He would never go along with Voldemort.

That was unrealistic. Voldemort’s only obsession besides immortality was to rule the wizarding world.

If there was a chance, he wouldn’t mind ruling the Muggles as well.

As wizards of the same kind, they were divided into different levels by him. Muggles without spellcasting ability were not even slaves in his heart.

So this was why Dumbledore had never worried that Gretel would cooperate with Voldemort.

However, Voldemort’s letter sounded the alarm for Dumbledore.

Although their ultimate goals were contradictory, they were completely possible to cooperate in the early stage.

He was the obstacle to Voldemort’s rule over the wizarding world, but Gretel’s Dawn, who wanted to unite the people of the wizarding world, was also the obstacle that he could not avoid.

No matter how much hope he had for Gretel’s Dawn, he, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot who had maintained the Statute of Secrecy for decades, could not betray his identity.

This was his unavoidable responsibility.

He was not worried about how powerful the cooperation between the two would be, but that Gretel’s Dawn would be polluted by the Death Eaters.

If the Death Eaters and Dawn really cooperated, could those underage or just-adult little guys really keep everyone out of the mud in the Death Eaters’ big dye vat?

Snape was silent. He could see that Dumbledore was serious.

In fact, this was not the first time Dumbledore asked him about Gretel’s news.

But he never said it once, although his student specifically told him before leaving that his information did not need to be kept confidential, and if necessary, he could just speak directly.

But he didn’t. No matter what Dumbledore said, he didn’t reveal a single bit of information.

In fact, in order to protect Gretel’s secret.

He hid the information related to Gretel in his mind together with Lily’s bits and pieces.

He did this when he was under the Dark Lord.

In this way, as long as he didn’t want to say it, no one could get anything they wanted from his mind.

He believed that even if Dumbledore’s Legilimency ability was stronger than the Dark Lord, it would be impossible to do it.

But this time it seemed different, and it could be distinguished from the eyes.

Today’s headmaster seemed very sharp.

“He won’t. He said that people can be stupid, dull, and useless, but they can’t take revenge on society like the Dark Lord. He promised me that he would never become a person like the Dark Lord.

I can tell that he was very serious when he said these words.”

Snape was still waiting to explain, but Dumbledore didn’t mean to give in at all.

“Severus, you know, this can’t convince me. I need evidence.

Just like the evidence of you protecting Harry.”

After Voldemort was resurrected, Dumbledore tried Snape.

It was the patronus that jumped out of the window, the silver doe, which was the same as the tip of Lily’s wand, that proved himself for him.

As long as the doe was there, Dumbledore would not worry about his betrayal.

Dark Lord and Harry, there is no doubt that he will always choose Harry.

Just like the day when the Dark Lord decided to attack Lily, he knelt in front of Dumbledore and asked for his help.

Even if the Dark Lord resurrects a thousand or ten thousand times, he will not choose to betray.

However, he really has no evidence to prove to Dumbledore that Gretel will not cooperate with the Dark Lord.

However, Snape can also see that the current situation is very serious. If Gretel cannot prove that he has nothing to do with the Dark Lord.

Dumbledore will definitely not mind suppressing the crisis in its infancy.

He once saw the danger of the Dark Lord, but he did not take action. Later, he expressed his regret more than once.

Although it was not necessary to kill the Dark Lord at that time, it was completely possible to imprison him.

With Dumbledore’s prestige at that time, he might not even have symbolic opposition when he did this.

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While Snape was still struggling here, Gretel had already studied Voldemort’s memory fragments in Moldova.

As he imagined, the fragments obtained by threats were indeed not good things.

Compared with the memory fragments that Voldemort took the initiative to leave for him when he escaped in the first year, the fragments just obtained today did have traps left by Voldemort.

As a Dark Lord who has been immersed in the Dark Magic for many years, Voldemort’s mastery of the Dark Magic is absolutely perfect.

Gretel didn’t know how a small fragment could be embedded with no less than ten curses at the same time.

It was clear that Voldemort took less than half a minute from cutting to throwing the fragment.

But in such a short time, he didn’t cast a spell, blinding, weakness, aging, disease, death…

Fortunately, he was cautious enough and didn’t touch it directly with his hands.

Otherwise, Voldemort would have capsized without him even having to do anything.

Even with the help of the Silver Vision, Gretel took a long time to remove the curse on it.

The inky black memory fragment finally became clear and transparent. After checking it again and again, Gretel finally felt relieved, picked up the fragment, and slapped it on his forehead.

Like a tide, the memory rushed into Gretel’s brain in an instant.

Unlike the simple knowledge in [Gift], this memory included Legilimency and Horcruxes that he requested.

It also contains Voldemort’s decades of life experience.

Including his wild laughter torturing wizards and Muggles, and his painful memories of splitting his soul.

As a master of Legilimency, Voldemort’s favorite thing is to invade other people’s souls and create false painful memories in their souls.

That is more painful than heart-wrenching torture.

So he knows very well that painful memories can destroy other people’s souls.

Since Gretel wants his memory, he should be generous and give him more things.

Even if Gretel survives the curse by chance, under the countless memories, even if Gretel’s soul is not destroyed, it will be lost in his memory.

As the Dark Lord who has the deepest research on the soul in the magic world, he is confident that Gretel will not find this trap.

It is indeed the same as Voldemort thought. Gretel stripped off the curse, but there was no way to cut this memory fragment.

Even if he knew there was a trap in the memory fragment, he had to step into it.

Of course, he can also learn Legilimency and brain occlumency from scratch.

Even though these two spells are rare, he has a communications company and has no shortage of money.

With a high bounty, someone will send him what he needs.

With the help of the panel, there is nothing in this world that he cannot learn in theory.

But again, he does not have enough time, so he can only take risks with Voldemort.

Only by getting Voldemort’s memory fragments can he reduce the time cost of learning.

Just like the Unforgivable Curse, because of the [Gift], he can become a master of dark spells in just a few months.

When the memory hit like a tide, Gretel’s face turned pale in an instant, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

All the memories of past and present lives combined are not half of the memory that Voldemort stuffed in.

Gretel saw Voldemort’s birth, his childhood, and his ecstasy when he got the Horcrux.

In a trance, Gretel seemed to have become Voldemort himself, and he gradually lost himself in the madness of pursuing immortality.

Just as Voldemort expected, Gretel’s teenage soul and brain could not hold their own in this memory frenzy.

It was like a lonely dinghy in the howling ocean, which could be thrown into the endless darkness by the huge waves at any time.

As the memory of Voldemort torturing wizards and the pain of tearing souls came, Gret’s pale face gradually piled up a perverted smile that was exactly the same as Voldemort’s.

Fortunately, there was no one else in this office except him, otherwise Gret would hardly doubt whether he would attack the people around him in this pain and torture.

Gret leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes tightly, breathed rapidly, and endured waves of pain.

——

Groot, who had been sleeping in the pocket for many years, seemed to have noticed something and cautiously popped his head out.

I don’t know what it was thinking about. The green leaves on its head turned around a few times, and it mustered up the courage to get into the pocket again.

After a while, it climbed out carrying Gret’s wand.

When it climbed up along Gret’s magic robe, its eyes were full of fear. The breath coming from Gret made it feel evil and terrifying.

But it still climbed up with the wand unwaveringly.

Finally, along the armrest of the chair, it bravely got into Gret’s palm.

Groot held the wand, closed his eyes, and his whole body lit up with a healing emerald green light, starting from the green leaves above his head.

The wand seemed to be activated, and a thought rushed into Grete’s brain along his arm.

In that sea of ​​memory, Grete could no longer bear it, the boat capsized, and he fell into the endless darkness.

He seemed to have forgotten who he was, and the only thing left in his mind was the sharp and cold laughter.

Grete felt very annoyed, he wanted to wave his hand to drive away the voice, but the dark sea was very cold, he was very tired of persisting, he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

Until, a faint green light broke through the darkness, drilled into the sea with difficulty, and rushed towards Grete who was gradually sinking.

Light?

How could there be light here? After persisting for so long, there was only darkness.

He didn’t remember what happened, he only knew that he was very tired and didn’t want to work hard anymore.

But the light was still drilling down, even though the light on his body was getting less and less, and getting darker and darker.

Grete, who was still sinking, seemed to be touched, and he suddenly wanted to struggle again.

As if seeing him swimming, the glimmer of light became brighter and desperately approached him.

Finally, Grete approached the light that was about to go out, his eyes confused.

Vines that glow when entangled?

A voice in his heart urged him to pick up the vines, but Grete’s arms were heavy and he couldn’t even lift them.

The ball of light flashed twice and was about to go out little by little.

Grete suddenly woke up, he wanted to keep this ball of light, the only light in this darkness.

The moment he got the vine, he saw new memories.

A boy with brown hair and brown eyes stood happily in the wand shop, and the vine in his hand was cheering.

Oh, it turned out to be a wand!

The first time he used a spell, the wand gathered strength, letting the magic power gush out from the tip of the wand. The boy excitedly opened the door and called his mother to come and see.

That’s Swan Gretel.

On the steaming crucible, the magic wand is waving, and a gloomy wizard is staring at it.

This is Mr. Snape!

In a lecture hall, there are many young faces, and the boys are holding magic wands and explaining spells on the blackboard.

There are also Penelope, Cini, Diggory…

A strange rabbit holding a brick rushed out of the magic wand and ate the Dementor.

Patronus

…

Countless memories awakened Gretel, and he finally remembered that he was Gretel, Mike Gretel, Mike Gretel of the dawn.

When he returned to the sea, a red sun was rising from the horizon.