In the northern part of the Scandinavian Peninsula, the waves raised by the cold sea water hit the rocks heavily. There was a dilapidated shack on the edge of the island. There was a strong smell of seaweed in the house. Ingor Karkaroff was reading a wrinkled copy of the Daily Prophet with the help of the only candle in the room. The newspaper showed the wreckage of the collapsed Brockdale Bridge.
Ever since the Dark Mark on his left arm became more and more obvious last year, Karkaroff realized that Voldemort had returned.
This terrible news caused Karkaroff to live in fear for the past year. He was afraid that the Death Eaters would come to hunt him down and that Voldemort might appear outside the house at any time.
Escape to somewhere else, away from Europe
Someone once passed a note to remind Karkaroff that if he fled to the United States and used the Fidelius Charm to hide himself, he would be able to survive the pursuit of Voldemort and the Death Eaters.
However, Karkaroff feared that he would die on the way to America, as he was well aware that Voldemort would have a way to track him down, perhaps through the Dark Mark, or some other means, and that few Death Eaters who betrayed Voldemort survived more than a month.
So, he gave up on leaving Europe and tried to protect himself with the help of the Fidelius Charm.
Karkaroff immediately found his "old friend" and made an unbreakable oath with him using all his wealth.
With the help of the other party, he completely hid himself.
It turned out that this method was very effective and Karkaroff spent a year in peace.
However, not long ago, Karkaroff discovered that the dusty looking glass actually sounded an alarm, which was undoubtedly not a good sign, because it was a Muggle village and there would be no wizards at all, and the looking glass would not respond.
Perhaps, the Secret Keeper betrayed him, even though Karkaroff paid most of his wealth for it and made an unbreakable oath with the other party.
Whatever the case, the Secret-Keeper was most likely dead, and the Dark Lord was on his trail.
In short, Karkaroff fled in a hurry, escaped from the cottage protected by the Fidelius Charm, and moved into this shed full of the smell of seaweed. This was the temporary safe house he had prepared for himself before, located on a remote island in the north of the Scandinavian Peninsula. Karkaroff planned to stay for a few more days, and after the Durmstrang School was on vacation, he would sneak back to get a broomstick, and then fly directly to North America. Europe was no longer safe.
Maybe he shouldn't have stayed.
It began to rain outside, getting heavier and heavier, more and more unrestrained. The strong wind blew out the candles in the room. Karkaroff's mood was like the white smoke slowly rising from the candles. He grabbed his burning left arm tightly, and a deep sense of uneasiness spread in his heart, just like the night when Voldemort was resurrected.
Karkaroff grabbed his wand. His intuition told him that it was not safe here and he should leave immediately. The feeling of uneasiness was growing stronger and stronger.
He wanted to escape, but where could he escape to
The huge mirror in the room suddenly lit up and began to spin, emitting a shrill whistle that made Karkaroff's anxiety rise to the back of his throat.
This looking glass can detect movements within a one-mile radius, but this is just an island, and there is nothing but sea within a mile radius. But the looking glass sounded the alarm, which means danger is approaching.
When Karkarov was about to Apparate to escape, the door of the shed was suddenly pushed open and a spell flew towards Karkarov, stopping him who was trying to Apparate to escape.
Finished!
Karkaroff's mind went blank.
Why did I hesitate? Why didn't I run away at the first opportunity
When he saw August Rookwood and his gang who had been sent to Azkaban because of his betrayal, his face turned pale.
The mirror in the room kept making noisy sounds, as if it was Karkaroff's final wail.
A red light flashed in the darkness, and the mirror hit by the spell exploded completely, and the surroundings returned to peace.
"Karkaroff, where are you going?"
A hoarse voice like that of a devil sounded outside. Karkaroff raised his head with difficulty and met those terrifying eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a voice in his ear.
"Crucio."
ah!
Screams of pain pierced through the rain and echoed throughout the dark island.
"Owner."
Karkaroff collapsed to the ground and screamed in horror: "I didn't mean to betray you, but they used Veritaserum on me, they used Veritaserum, I didn't..."
"Lying!" Voldemort looked at Karkaroff coldly with his scarlet eyes. "Shameful betrayal! You should know the consequences of betraying Voldemort!"
"Master, I didn't mean to betray you." Karkaroff groaned in pain: "Snape, Severus Snape is the real traitor, ah..."
"Crucio."
Karkaroff's scream of pain was heard far away, and a lot of tears and snot flowed from his mouth and nose.
The Death Eaters around all smiled happily. They hated the traitor Karkaroff, especially August Rookwood, who had been in Azkaban for more than ten years because of Karkaroff's betrayal.
No one here hated Karkaroff more than he did.
"Master, Snape, Severus Snape is the real traitor. He has completely surrendered to Dumbledore." Karkaroff burst into tears and reached out to grab Voldemort's robes, trying to get the Dark Lord's forgiveness.
"Severus Snape?" Voldemort repeated quietly.
"Yes, Snape." Karkaroff nodded frantically.
"Look," Voldemort spread his hands and showed a terrible smile, "our traitor seems to be planning to continue to betray others in exchange for his own chance of survival."
The Death Eaters around all laughed indifferently.
"Severus is my spy."
Voldemort's scarlet eyes became empty and cold, and he pointed his wand at Karkaroff again.
He continued to torture Karkaroff with the Cruciatus Curse until Karkaroff could no longer scream, then he raised his wand and used the Avada Kedavra Curse to end Karkaroff's life in front of the Death Eaters.
Voldemort used Karkaroff, the chicken, to remind other Death Eaters of the price of betrayal.
As for Snape, Voldemort never fully trusted him from the beginning, even though Snape brought him a lot of useful information.
No, it should be said that Voldemort never trusted anyone, he only trusted himself.
A Dark Mark rose above the shed.
Voldemort took his Death Eaters away from the island because they knew very well that the Nordic wizards would come soon and it would not be wise to conflict with them, at least Voldemort had no intention of doing so.
At the same time, when Voldemort used the Avada Kedavra curse to end Karkaroff's life, Harry Potter, who was far away at 4 Privet Drive, suddenly opened his eyes, pressed his hands tightly on his face, and sat up from the bed.
Harry closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene in his dream. It seemed that Voldemort had murdered another person.
Although because of the green light, he couldn't see clearly who that person was.
"This thing is quite useful." Harry stroked his scar and said to himself. He planned to contact Sirius through the two-way mirror later and tell him about this.
Speaking of Sirius, Harry moved his eyes to the magazines on the table. Since Voldemort's resurrection, Sirius's "Defence Express" can finally be sold normally and is very popular.
Of course, there was also Albert's Self-Defense Guide, which was said to be sold out, and the book only cost two Galleons.
Harry cast his eyes to the newspapers under the lamp on the table. The title of the top newspaper was very eye-catching: Harry Potter: Savior of the World
There is no shortage of shameless people in the Ministry of Magic.
The same goes for the Daily Prophet.
They seemed to have forgotten, but Harry had not forgotten, that it was the Ministry of Magic and the Daily Prophet who had constantly ridiculed and slandered him.
Bullshit savior.
After his last experience, Harry had already taken these things lightly.
The only regrettable thing was that he read in the newspaper that Fudge was planning to resign early.
It was hard for Harry to accept that a bastard like that could get away with it.
Why should Fudge not be punished for his mistakes, just because he was the Minister of Magic
How could the Daily Prophet ridicule and slander him like that, and then he could act as if nothing had happened in the blink of an eye
"If you think I'm the savior..."
Harry glanced at the notebook in front of him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and picked up the quill to continue recording the memories of last semester.
Since they like it, Harry doesn't mind adding some fuel to the fire!
Make good use of your reputation and the title of savior to expose their ugly faces.
After doing that kind of thing, they still wanted to take advantage of me.
That's ridiculous.
What's a good name
Maybe, it should be written by Rita Skeeter, a woman who always catches everyone's attention and lets everyone know that the so-called savior is actually a mentally ill lunatic.
Unfortunately, Harry didn't dare to do so. He was not sure and Rita Skeeter might make a mess of things.
If Albert is willing to help... Unfortunately, Harry can't contact him, and even Fred and George can't do anything.
He also heard that Albert was going to get married soon.
Get married!
Harry thought of Cho Chang, but he knew he had no chance.
Cho Chang and Cedric are together, as can be seen from their Patronuses. Harry admits that he used to be jealous of Cedric.
But since his last conversation with Dumbledore, Harry's thoughts about Qiu Zhang have faded a lot.
He gave up.
Because there are more important things to do.
"Sirius?"
Harry called Sirius' name into the two-way mirror, but received no response.
Sirius seemed to be very busy lately, and he didn't know when he would be able to move in with him.
Ever since Sirius and other members of the Order of the Phoenix ran to his home and threatened his Uncle Vernon severely, Uncle Vernon's family basically ignored him.
Harry also felt that it was boring to stay here. He would rather go to Number 12, Grimmauld Place and live with Sirius and Lupin.
However, according to Dumbledore, he must stay in this house for a period of time in order to allow the magic to continue until he reaches adulthood at the age of 17.
In just over half a month I will be 16 years old, and just over a year away from turning 17.
Although he is almost an adult, Harry still can't be happy because he still doesn't know how to face Voldemort
What was Dumbledore going to teach me
Harry lay back on the bed and turned to look at the photo of his parents on the desk. It seemed that they also got married right after graduation.
He failed to receive Albert's invitation.
It is said that Hermione received an invitation, Hagrid also received an invitation, and many people in the school received Albert's invitation. The professors even agreed to form a group to attend the wedding together.
Although Hermione explained in the letter why he didn't receive the invitation, Harry was still very depressed. It wasn't that he wanted to attend the wedding. He just wanted to talk to Albert, who could always give him useful advice.