[HP] Born to be a pair

Chapter 69

Renee and Luna followed the febrile fake Gallon all the way to Gryffindor Tower. The constantly changing stairs took them a little time, but fortunately when they arrived, they saw Neville standing at the door.

"You're here too!" Neville exclaimed in surprise, and amidst the fat lady's complaints behind him, he quickly stepped forward and picked up Renee, who was out of breath, and let her turn her feet off the ground in a circle.

"We...we came as soon as we saw Garen..." Luna was panting too, her slightly protruding eyes were shining brightly, "What needs to be done?"

"Drink this!" Ron took out a bottle of golden potion from a pair of rolled up socks, took a sip by himself, and passed it to the remaining people in turn.

First Hermione, Ginny, then Luna, Renee, and Neville, each of whom almost drained the potion in one gulp.

But as the cold potion trickled down her throat, Renee suddenly felt a slowly creeping uplifting sensation.

——It's Felicia!

"The three of us go to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor and stare at Malfoy," Ron pointed to himself, Ginny and Neville, and then to Hermione, Luna and Renee, "you go to Snape's office , if there is anything wrong, use Garen to inform us immediately, okay?"

Hermione quickly nodded in agreement, and she took the other two girls to separate from Ron and the others. Under the guidance of the Felician, they avoided the patrolling guards in the corridor - one of the gray-brown witches surrounded the third-year The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor turns, trying to get his attention.

By the time they reached Snape's office door, the twilight had begun to deepen, gradually entering night.

The three of Renee stayed alone in such a gloomy corridor, and the sip of Felix Elixir was not too much for each of them, perhaps not as good as a spoonful of syrup.

It was precisely because of this that although they were clear-headed and extremely excited, they didn't have any more ideas to find out Snape's whereabouts.

Time passed by, and in this dark and dead environment, even Luna never spoke a word, and they even felt that they were cut off from the outside world.

Near midnight, the sound of hurried and small footsteps came from the landing, and the sound came from far to near, wafting back and forth.

And when Renee took a closer look, she realized that it was Professor Flitwick who was sweating profusely. He looked flustered and hurried into the basement classroom, as if he didn't notice the three people in the corner at all.

"There are Death Eaters in the castle!" Professor Flitwick yelled. "Severus! Severus! Come back with me and help—"

His voice stopped abruptly, followed by a loud crash.

Renee stood up from the corner abruptly, even though Hermione tightly grasped her wrist, she still gritted her teeth and wanted to break into the office.

The office door was opened, and a familiar figure stepped out of it—shoulder-length, greasy black hair almost blended with the fluttering robe, more like a giant bat in the dim light.

"What's the matter with Professor Flitwick?" Renee snapped at him, not even the professor or the sir.

Snape was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't foresee that there would be three students hiding here, but under their vigilant eyes, he said to himself, "Flitwick has collapsed, I think you should go and take care of him."

"What about you?" Luna asked abruptly, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going upstairs to help fight the Death Eaters." Snape became impatient. He waved his robe to stop them from asking questions, and quickly ran out of the dungeon.

Hermione and Luna looked at each other hesitantly, their worries for Professor Flitwick overwhelmed their doubts, and they walked towards the office, but there was one person missing behind them.

There was more than one sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor. Snape drew out his wand while running, and soon found that there was another person behind him.

He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw the brown-haired girl with her face slumped tightly. Before he could make a move, the girl suddenly spoke.

"Must it be today?" A bead of sweat dripped from the corner of Renee's forehead, and she quietly clenched the wand hidden behind her, "Can't you give him a little more time? Maybe he still has days, weeks, months— —”

The sound of explosions and shouts from upstairs had become increasingly distinct, but Snape's answer was like a sharp knife into her heart.

"It can only be today." He gave her a complicated look, "You have to go back."

"I will never go back!" Renee's eyes were blurred, and the tears filled with tears were faltering in the eye sockets, but they did not fall for a long time.

She thought she would be attacked by Snape, but he didn't. Instead, he turned and left without hesitation, quickly dodged into the dust and smoke, and strode straight ahead amidst the screams.

Renee wiped away her tears with her sleeves vigorously, swung her wand from her cuffs with firm eyes, and stepped upstairs to join this chaotic battlefield.

Clouds of dust and mist filled the lower part of the tower, and there was also a dark cloud and mist covering the corners, from which countless green and red light beams shot out, as if there was no distinction between enemy and friend.

Professor McGonagall commanded a string of sharp-bladed long whips transformed from candlesticks, whipping the big Death Eaters one after another;

The beige witch Renee had just seen roared and uttered poisonous curses, and every Death Eater hit by her would be smashed against the wall with a wail.

A young red-haired man was wrestling with a tall gray-haired Death Eater and was quickly knocked to the ground.The ten long yellow nails pierced his skin, and just as the Death Eater was drooling and approaching him, Remus Lupine's eyes were full of anger, and a stun spell directly knocked the Death Eater away. The flip hit the decorative alcove hard.

"Thanks! Remus!" The red-haired man shouted, quickly got up from the ground and returned to the battle, knocking out a Death Eater immediately.

And Ron, Ginny, and Neville, each of them dealing with a Death Eater, dodging the attack quickly with the help of Felicia.

And Renee came all the way from the edge of the battlefield to the center, and she always seemed to be able to dodge the spells flying around a second or two earlier.

In the dim light, her wand didn't rest either, and a dozen flaming arrows shot out from the tip of the wand, piercing straight into the unsuspecting Death Eaters.

Amidst their screams, Renee lightly added a few explosive spells, and blood and minced meat immediately splashed out with the sound of the explosion. Some people couldn't help but look at her a few more times, but Renee didn't care.

Yes, she didn't care, and even faintly felt a thrilling excitement in her heart.

With the blessing of the Felicity Potion, Renee became more and more courageous in the battle, and she made the Explosion Curse, Gut Ejection Curse, and Hurricane Curse superb. Even though these spells were officially recognized as not being the Unforgivable Curses, they still seemed to be cruel and effective.

"They've blocked up the stairs - shattered! shattered!"

Hoarse shouts sounded from the stairs of the tower, awakening Renee, who was addicted to casting spells and changing walls and rubble.

She suddenly looked up and found that Sirius Black, whom they rescued last year, was frantically flicking his wand, shooting a blinding red light towards the stairwell, but it was bounced off by an invisible barrier, onto the ceiling and walls Leave a deep mark.

Then, there was another familiar figure - it was Neville!He pushed past the dying Death Eaters in front of him, tried to slam headfirst into the barrier, but was still bounced off, arcing through the air.

"No!" shrieked Renee, as if time stood still for them, and in unnervingly slow motion, she retracted her wand pointed at the other Death Eaters, aiming it at the kite-like body with a broken string. Neville.

"Stop the shock! Stop the shock!" she yelled, and Neville's falling speed slowed down immediately, and he landed on the ground erratically.

Snape took this opportunity to get into the barrier. Lupine and Black seemed to want to follow him upstairs, but they were bounced off the barrier like Neville, and fell to the ground like cannonballs after flying out.

Most of the Death Eaters have been controlled or stunned, but even if the rest lost their arms or were covered in blood, they still chose to fight to the end.

Scary green beams shot from the tips of their wands, as if they had hit someone, because Renee heard the screams again, but she didn't care, because another dangerous red light flew towards them. The corner immediately caused another explosion.

Thoughts in her head screamed to stop her.

But Renee still chose to dismantle the nearby armor and transform it into a shiny silver shield to cover Neville lying on the ground.

In the next second, she kicked her legs and rushed towards him, barely covering her figure behind the shield. In the rubble falling like a shower, Renee's exposed legs were smashed squarely by the huge stones on the ceiling that collapsed. As she said that, a piercing pain suddenly rushed to her heart, causing her to take a deep breath.

"You—how are you?" Neville also suppressed the pain. He clutched his stomach tightly, hugged Renee with difficulty, and tried to help her up when he couldn't see clearly.

"No! Don't!" Renee yelled in pain, "Don't touch me, Neville! My leg is pinned down..."

The unpredictable Snape dragged the pale-faced Malfoy past them. Neville wanted to reach out and grab Malfoy's robe, but was restrained by Renee who was on top of him.

A few minutes later, Harry appeared from the same direction with red eyes. His eyes were fixed on the direction Snape was escaping from, but he was tripped by the two lying on the ground and fell in a circle.

"You—" Harry turned his head and asked hesitantly.

"Leave us alone! Get Malfoy!" Renee yelled through the pain, and Neville yelled, "Snape and Malfoy ran away...that way!"

"I know! I'm chasing them!" Harry got up from the ground, and ran forward along the corridor, ignoring the shouts and calls of others.

"Harry!" growled Black and followed him, as if he only had eyes for the brave and adventurous boy.

The remaining people dealt with all the Death Eaters left in the field, and sealed off the other entrances and exits of this floor, so as not to sneak out and threaten the students in other lounges.

Every breath Renee took now felt like it was tearing apart her lungs, the pain stinging along every nerve process in her legs to the brain, making her want to pass out immediately.

"Everyone here!" Professor McGonagall said in shock, and quickly walked over to help Renee clear the stone slabs on her legs, "All go to the school hospital!"

Renee didn't know how bad her leg was, but she could tell from the tears running down Neville's face - it wasn't bad.

Hermione and Luna rushed to lift her up from the ground so that she could look down at her bloody legs; and Ron also ran from the red-haired man to Neville's side, propped him up and followed them to school clinic.

"Ms. Pomfrey must be getting dizzy tonight." Renee thought for a moment, and couldn't help but let out a "ho ho" dry laugh, and put away her smile under the horrified eyes of others, and regained her expressionless face. expression.

All those involved in the battle were transferred to the school hospital, where Ms. Pomfrey had been waiting for a long time. She was busy with Renee's leg, Neville's internal organs, and Bill Weasley—that red-haired man. , and also healed simple trauma for others.

"Thanks to you, Remus," said Bill Weasley thankfully, "otherwise I wouldn't have saved my life from that Greyback."

"But your face—" Lupine looked at the scar on Bill's face with guilt, and the bloody, hideous wound was covered with thick green ointment.

"This scar is not as good as the cut I made when cutting vegetables," Bill said with a smile, "Don't worry too much, at most, I will prefer medium-rare steaks to medium-rare steaks in the future."

Renee was lying on the bed, listening to their conversation vaguely. She turned her head with difficulty and saw that Neville, who had drank the potion, had already fallen asleep.

Her legs were also bandaged like a mummy's legs, and Madam Pomfrey also gave her a potion that would make her dream come true, in order to prevent her from being awakened by the heart-wrenching pain in her sleep.

But she still insisted on refusing to close her eyes. When Harry told everyone about Dumbledore's death in grief, Renee still stared at the chandelier on the ceiling with a pair of green eyes.

After a while, the voice she wanted to wait for finally sounded, it was a moving sad elegy, a phoenix elegy coming from a dark place outside the window.

Sad music tunes echoed between the land and the castle, filled the corners of every corridor, and lingered in everyone's ears.

With the end of the singing, Renee closed her eyes, and a teardrop slipped from the corner of her eyes, dripping on the white pillow.

The author has something to say:

This predictable battle reduced the loss and damage of the Order of the Phoenix and Hogwarts, but the doomed death was inevitable.