Chapter 646: Snape Is Actually a Good Person? Taking Advantage of the Time and Place (1/2)

Chapter 646 Snape is actually a good person? Taking advantage of the time and place

Since Clea and the thought body were still in class at Hogwarts, Aaron took Fleur to his room and then found Hermione.

"You want a satisfactory explanation, Hermione will tell you.

I only have one humble request, don't tell others, this dark history is a stain that I can't wash away in my life."

"Stain?" Hermione raised her eyebrows playfully, "Do you think so?"

"No, it was definitely a pie in the sky, and it just happened to hit me on the head." Aaron changed his words far-fetchedly, and then added weakly, "It was just a bit heavy."

Hermione laughed triumphantly, "It's just once in a lifetime, how can I not knock you out?"

"What are you talking about?" Fleur frowned in confusion.

"Here's what happened." Hermione sat down in front of Fleur and told her with interest everything that happened that night, including but not limited to Claire's 'scheme', the encouragement of her future mother-in-law, and the support of many elders of the Gaius family.

After listening, Fleur's head was buzzing, and she looked at Aaron with more sympathy.

"So... you were forced to lose your virginity under the joint calculation of many parties?"

"You can't say that, it should be me who slept with them." Aaron said stubbornly, trying to defend his face, but he couldn't help but lose it when he met their half-smile eyes.

"In short, this is the situation.

I should have told you the next day, but my self-esteem was already shattered by then, and I needed time to accept this fact."

Fleur didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I seem to understand, this is a very complicated feeling."

"To sum it up, a lifetime of fame was ruined in an instant." Aaron looked lonely. He originally wanted to go home and marry a wife in glory after solving Voldemort, but who could have thought that this would happen.

"I reluctantly accept this explanation. After all, I was mentally prepared a long time ago." Fleur said, holding Aaron's hand, "As long as you care about me, it's fine. You haven't come to see me for so long, and you're with them... I thought you forgot me."

"Don't make such jokes in the future." Aaron laughed dumbly, "I'm more afraid of losing each other than you."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first.

Also, Fleur, I wish you good luck."

Hermione said this and quickly got up and left.

She was very perceptive and knew what would happen later. If she stayed any longer, she would not be able to escape.

"Hermione is really reassuring!" Fleur said meaningfully, "Look at how much advantage you have taken. You have met all the good girls."

Taking advantage? He is the one who was taken advantage of!

Aaron complained silently in his heart, and then took Fleur into his arms.

The two looked at each other deeply, their eyes full of unspeakable tenderness.

"That..." Fleur felt her heart beating, her face flushed slightly, and her breathing gradually became rapid, "Isn't this too hasty? I'm not ready yet."

"Let's leave the sense of ceremony for later!" Aaron hugged her horizontally and put her on the bed, "Now I just want to taste the taste of rice, so we need to cook the raw rice into a cooked meal."

"Turn off the lights!" Fleur was expecting but a little overwhelmed.

Aaron looked at the nervous Fleur and met her small request. After all, his eyes could still see clearly in the dark.

After a while, the two people's voices intertwined, and a special atmosphere gradually filled the room, which made people's heartbeats accelerate unconsciously.

......

The next day, Fleur opened her eyes and there was no trace of Aaron around her.

This made her unconsciously relieved. After a night of tossing and turning, she was only glad that Aaron was not the only woman, otherwise she would be exhausted. No wonder Hermione said "good luck" before leaving.

Sighing slightly, Fleur stretched and suddenly felt sore all over, and the wound was even more painful.

"Don't move." Aaron's voice came from the side, and he gently covered her with a quilt. "You need to take a nap. I'll call you at lunch time."

While feeling warm, Furong also had a desire to win. "How long did the two of them last?"

Aaron was caught off guard by this question. After a moment's silence, he said, "It should be longer than you."

"No way?" Furong couldn't believe it. She was the oldest of the three, and she was also a quarter of Veela blood. She couldn't handle it, let alone Hermione and Clea.

"Well... I can only say that they were too well prepared.

At that time, they drank a cup of mixed magic potion, which greatly improved their mental state, but I drank a love potion and a mind-depressant, and I was completely out of shape."

Fruits were stunned, and millions of grass mud horses galloped through her heart.

Damn! Can you still play like this?

It's like opening the door to a new world, shocking my mother for thirty years!

"Looking at it this way, I didn't deserve to lose."

Aaron smiled awkwardly and shrugged, "You have a good rest, I'll go to a meeting first."

After leaving the room, Aaron flew directly to the floating island conference room, and then saw Harry Potter sitting upright and Ginny Weasley with a helpless look on his face.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"From five in the morning until now." Ginny said embarrassedly, "I suspect he didn't sleep all night."

"It seems that you really care about that memory!" Aaron smiled meaningfully.

"Can I see it?" Harry asked directly.

"Almost." Aaron summoned the Pensieve, and then knocked on the wind chime on the table to summon others.

Ten minutes later, members of the Order of the Phoenix entered the conference room one after another.

When they saw the Pensieve and Harry Potter, they immediately realized what would happen next, and their faces became serious.

"Harry, you'd better be mentally prepared." Sirius said, hesitantly, "That man..."

"Don't say such things, he will see it himself." Aaron took out the green memory bottle, extracted a small part of the memory inside and threw it into the Pensieve.

"What you have always wanted to know is Dumbledore's arrangements before his death.

I assure you that what you see is more comprehensive than what they see, which is a compensation for hiding it from you for so long!"

"What do you mean by more comprehensive?" Sirius asked.

"He will know more than you, but it does not include the final plan, which is harmless."

Harry walked towards the Pensieve in a daze and put his head close to the surface of the basin.

After a dizzy spell, he saw the familiar old man again, and a man who made him want to kill him as soon as possible.

He didn't understand why Severus Snape appeared in this memory, and he was still carefully examining Dumbledore's charred right hand.

"Drink it. This medicine can temporarily prevent the spread of the curse on your hand, but it will still spread over time."

Dumbledore drank the potion, "How long do we have?"

"About a year." Snape said uncertainly, and then looked at him angrily, "If you had called me earlier, I might have taken some measures to buy you more time."

After that, Snape stood up and walked quickly to the door.

"Don't ignore me, Severus." Dumbledore stopped him and said, "We all know that Voldemort sent Malfoy's son to kill me.

But if he fails, Voldemort will definitely let you do it."

"You must kill me with your own hands, Severus.

This is the only way. Only in this way will the Dark Lord completely trust you."

Boom!

Thunder rang in Harry's heart, and the whole person staggered back a few steps.

He suddenly remembered the scene when Dumbledore was in the Astronomy Tower. Dumbledore was begging Snape at the time, but he was not asking him for help, but asking him to kill himself.

Yes! Snape did it. He used the killing curse to save an old man from pain and humiliation.

The scene changed again, still in the headmaster's office

"You must tell Voldemort the exact date that Harry left his aunt and uncle's house. Voldemort thinks you are well-informed. If you don't do this, it will arouse suspicion.

But you must instill the idea of ​​using a substitute into others. I think that should ensure Harry's safety. Try to use the Confusion Charm on Mundungus.

If you have to participate in the chase, you must be convincing. I expect you to continue to gain Voldemort's trust, otherwise Hogwarts will be at the mercy of the Carrows."

Bang!

Harry withdrew from the memory and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

He was pale and his eyes were blank. He was shocked by the so-called truth.

People around him came up worriedly, and Ron and Ginny helped him sit on the chair.

"Tranquilizer."

Aaron handed over a small bottle, and Harry took it tremblingly and poured it into his mouth.

After a long pause, he barely recovered and smiled bitterly: "Snape, how could it be him? How could it be him?"

"Why can't it be him?" Aaron asked back, "Thanks to Professor Snape's cover, the Temple of the Gods can shelter so many students who were hurt by the Carrows.

Gryffindor's sword has been in the principal's office. Without his acquiescence, you would never have been able to get it."

"Harry, if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't have dared to believe it." Sirius said in a deep voice, "If we hadn't seen this memory, none of us would have been very friendly to Snape, and it would not be impossible to use the Killing Curse directly."

"Now you know why I don't want you to know?" Aaron said meaningfully, "You have a deep misunderstanding of Professor Snape."

"I'm not that fragile." Harry said stubbornly.

The most hated person became the most hidden hero. This reversal was a bit exaggerated. He found it difficult to accept it for a while, but it was definitely not unacceptable.

"Yes, yes, yes, you are very strong." Aaron said perfunctorily, and then changed the subject, "But what about your memory?

Voldemort's soul is incomplete, and it is an indescribable and huge pain for him to forcibly invade your memory, but this does not mean that he does not have the ability."

"As long as you have seen this memory and know the identity of Severus Snape, it means that he is at risk of being exposed at any time, and death will always surround him."

Hearing this, Harry's heart was pounding wildly, and he looked at everyone eagerly, "Brain Occlumency, I need to master this magic in the shortest time."

"I will teach you." Moody and Aberforth said in unison.

"There is no need for that, no, it should be said that it is not that urgent." Aaron smiled mysteriously, "I have cast an ancient soul magic on the Temple of the Gods. Here you can sense his emotions, but he can't read your thoughts."

"No wonder you asked Harry to find the Hufflepuff cup first." Fred suddenly realized.

"After finding this Horcrux, the only thing left is the snake following Voldemort." George said, "Harry has plenty of time to learn the brain block."

"That's right." Aaron nodded, "As long as Harry stays here before the final battle, Professor Snape will be safe, and destroying the three Horcruxes is the signal for the final battle to begin."

"The initiative is in our hands. When do you plan to fight?" Frank asked.

The couple are elite among the Aurors, and they are vigorous and resolute.

Aaron found that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead and shook his head helplessly, "Dumbledore, that old bastard, really died quickly, leaving me with a mess."

"Mess?" Moody sneered, "I don't think so. Two of Voldemort's six Horcruxes were destroyed, and three are in our hands.

In other words, five of his seven lives no longer belong to him, and the enemy is in the light while we are in the dark. Such a huge advantage has never been seen in the past few decades."

"Having an advantage is one thing, but wanting to win this battle is another thing. . "Aaron took a deep breath and said, "My original intention was to win this battle with the least loss, which requires sufficient preparation before the war."

"Number of people." Aberforth's eyes flashed with wisdom, "We can control the time of the decisive battle, but the gap in the strength of the enemy and us is too large.

From now on, we have to recall the scattered members of the Order of the Phoenix and recruit as many allies as possible."

"That's exactly what I want to say, but that's only one aspect." Aaron snapped his fingers, and a red space magic circle emerged, and a blackboard fell out of it.

The four big words "Operation Plan" were written by Aaron in the center of the blackboard, "War, what matters is nothing more than the right time, the right place, and the right people."

"The three Horcruxes are in our hands, and Voldemort has not noticed it at all. With the prophesied Harry Potter, we have the absolute initiative, and the right time is in our hands."

Aaron wrote "The right time" on the blackboard and drew a check mark behind the word.

"As for the location." Aaron wrote 'location' on the blackboard again, "the location of the decisive battle."

"We need a location for the decisive battle that we know very well and can maximize our advantages. Only in this way can we kill the enemy to the maximum extent and reduce our own casualties.

And in my opinion, there is a place that meets the requirements, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

As long as we find a way to lure Voldemort to Hogwarts, we will have the location advantage. It is not difficult to do this, as long as he knows that Harry Potter is here."