[HP] Born to be a pair

Chapter 77

The last golden leaves were falling in the courtyard, and the huge beech tree was bare.

At dusk, the fiery red curtain inlaid with gold trim was pulled down, so that the afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the silent crowd in the corridor, making it look thick and fragrant.

Having just gone through a difficult Muggle studies class, it added an indescribable look of embarrassment to these restless people.

A figure in front of him broke out of the queue, and his long red hair drew a line in the air—it was Ginny.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Alecto, who was standing by the queue, asked loudly.

"Go to the bathroom," Ginny said. "Why, isn't that allowed?"

"Hey! You can tell," Alecto looked at her sarcastically, "Don't make me cut off your tongue, get out of here!"

When following the queue to the back of Alecto, Renee also stepped away abruptly, and quickly turned into the nearest fork in the road. The people beside her looked up, and then turned their heads under the severe criticism of the Death Eaters.

She walked around into a bathroom, which was empty, but as Renee tapped the scratched tiles with her toes, a person came out of the innermost cubicle.

He had long fiery red hair, and brown eyes that blazed from under his brows like a fire among thorn bushes.

Renee met her eyes, and when Renee looked at the other stalls, she nodded again.

"No problem, I checked."

"So, what's the thing you have to tell me?" Renee asked.

"Do you remember the day you told me that your gold watch came from Dumbledore's relic?"

"Of course, how could I forget?" Renee stroked the watch cherishingly.

"Actually, you're not the only one who has received his belongings," said Ginny. "Harry, Ron and Hermione have all three."

Renee was a little taken aback, but not surprised—if she could get a precious gift, there's no reason anyone else shouldn't.

"Professor Dumbledore gave Harry the Sword of Gryffindor, among other things."

"The Gryffindor sword? Godric Gryffindor's relic? The one Harry used to kill the basilisk?"

"That's right!" Ginny said proudly, then lowered her voice and moved closer to Renee, "Actually, this sword was not actually given to Harry—people from the Ministry of Magic said that professors are not entitled to confiscate Hogwarts property. A personal gift. Therefore, this sword must still be in the principal's office."

Renee thought of Ravenclaw's relics, Hufflepuff's relics and Slytherin's relics, precious treasures that became Voldemort's Horcruxes.Could it be that even the sword of Gryffindor?

But Harry used it to kill the basilisk!That kind of evil monster can also be killed, which shows that the sword is not evil.On the contrary, it must be very righteous and pure.

Maybe it could be used to destroy other Horcruxes... It's just that she didn't know how many clues Dumbledore had left for Harry, and how many they had found now?

"Come on, tell me the time and plan of your action." After thinking for a few seconds, Renee immediately agreed to Ginny's request.

Ginny stared at her in surprise, and dangled her robe with both hands: "I knew you would agree! Please tell Luna when you go back, okay? I've found out about Snape's whereabouts. You just need to wait for Garen's notification—no later than tomorrow night."

They plan to steal the sword and ship it out of the school on the coming Christmas, so that Ginny, who goes home for the holiday, will give it to the Order of the Phoenix—Bill, or Lupine. If they can successfully find Harry's trace, maybe You can send the sword.

In Renee's impression, their attempt to steal the sword actually failed this time. They were caught by Snape who returned to the office halfway in the process of going downstairs. They lost the sword and were fined to help Professor Hagrid do it in the Forbidden Forest. matter.

Now Renee dare not confirm Snape's position, even though Professor Dumbledore swore in front of her that he could trust him with his life, even though she already knew that Professor Dumbledore's death was between himself and Professor Snape agreement...

But is he really a spy?Renee can only temporarily retain her trust for a character who is deeply trusted by both Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Late the next night, the wind visited Hogwarts, bringing heavy rain and perfect cover.

In weather like this, the Carrows preferred sleeping in warm beds to patrolling the corridors, and Snape had already scheduled to return to the dungeon to finish his potions tonight.

In the dusk, the candlelight leading to the principal's office was getting brighter. In order to accurately detect Snape's whereabouts, Renee stayed beside the ugly gargoyle and asked them to go upstairs to steal the sword.

"If there is any trouble, I will use Garen to notify you," she said, "So, please hold Garen in your hands."

Neville nodded, he wanted to poke his head in for a lucky kiss - it was a little habit between them, but Ginny dragged him up the spiral stairs by his collar.

Renee couldn't help laughing, the tense and urgent atmosphere disappeared in an instant. She watched the gargoyle jump back to its original place, wrapped her winter robe tightly, and leaned gently against the wall.

She fell into a moment of disorganized thoughts again, desperately trying to piece together the time period in her mind, thinking about where Harry and the others should be at this time, and whether they had found Hufflepuff's gold cup and Slytherin's relics.

How long will Aunt Abigail be safe at Malfoy Manor... Will they meet on Battle Day?

Was my father happy and safe in Italy, had he been found by the Death Eaters?

There was something unseen coming and going in Renee's mind, jumbled and uncoordinated.

Losing the notebook she used to refer to her memories at all times cluttered her mind.She thought a lot about Horcruxes, decisive battles, and snakes, but suddenly disappeared in a turbulent turbid current.

"A person like you, if you stand in front of the Dark Lord for a minute, everything will be exposed."

Snape's unhurried voice sounded from the depths of the corridor, and Renee jumped up immediately, one hand reached into the inner pocket of her robe and pinched the fake Gallon firmly, and the other raised her wand to aim at him.

Looking at Renee's tense face, Snape raised his head, a dark, mocking smile.

"Your brain is like a reservoir without a gate," he said wryly, "and the Dark Lord is a master of Legilimency."

"...You too, right?" Renee thought of this in horror, and wanted to clear everything in her mind with shame, but uncontrollably made many things appear more and more.

Snape didn't speak, he stared into Renee's eyes as if he was thinking about something, but she was terrified that he was now flipping through her mind without scruples.

"I once helped Dumbledore deal with a black notebook." He said meaningfully.

Renee's eyes widened.

"Reading more books will benefit you a lot." Snape walked towards her step by step, and just inches from her raised wand, he stopped, and suddenly his right hand reached into his robes.

A gust of cold wind came from nowhere, blowing the torches in the corridor into light and dark, and the shadows on Renee's face danced like ghosts.

She couldn't see what Snape was holding, but there were only two outcomes in the end - she was attacked, or she was touched.

Snape didn't choose either option, but stretched the two clanging potion bottles a little further, with disgust and impatience shining brightly on his face.

"It's your aunt's. She asked me to bring it to you."

Renee hugged the two bottles of potions into her arms, and Garen's palm also started to heat up. Her face still had a fierce and frightened expression, but this action shattered her inner defenses.

Neville and the others had already fled through another door with their swords, but they knew something must be wrong before Renee came to join them.

So, the sword was taken away by the two girls, and Neville grabbed a handful of Peruvian invisibility smoke/fog/bombs and rushed to the second floor——he only saw two figures confronting each other, and immediately used the smoke/fog/bomb.

Immediately, a puff of pitch-black smoke filled the corridor. Neville heard Snape's bewildered growl and Renee's scream. He quickly rushed into the black mist, grabbed her robe and He ran out, all the way to the downstairs of Gryffindor Tower, before he had time to catch his breath.

"... Neville!" Renee's voice came from the other side of the stairs, "Where are you?"

Neville froze suddenly, and the hand that was holding the robe was withdrawn abruptly as if electrified. He didn't dare to look back, but some things don't happen if they don't find out.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor," he heard Snape gnashing his teeth, "Longbottom, go to the Forbidden Forest with Hawke tomorrow, and stay with that stupid half-giant to finish confinement."

But surprisingly, their reason for confinement was only for night tours, not - anything else.

Snape didn't tell anyone about the loss of the sword, because the next day, he took out an identical sword and handed it to Amycus in front of Renee passing by the door.

"The students almost stole it," he said angrily. "Today you will go to Gringotts with me and put it in the vault."

Even though he didn't name them, Amycus guessed who these students were. He glanced at the backs of Renee and Neville with dark eyes, and snorted coldly.

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This is a chapter of transition, and it will be updated tomorrow.

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