Chapter 727
Immunity
Chapter 727 Immunity
Their friends shielded Wade and Harry from the prying eyes, allowing them to finally finish their meal in peace.
"Actually, when Harry first came back, the situation was even more outrageous; some guys were practically insane."
Michael whispered to Wade, "Later, Dumbledore said a few words at breakfast, telling everyone not to bother you and not to keep talking about what happened that day. If Professor McGonagall saw that guy, he'd definitely be put in solitary confinement for a few days."
"Hey, Wade! Look over there!"
Theo, sitting across the table, suddenly lowered his voice and pointed with his fork towards the entrance of the auditorium.
Wade turned his head and saw Crabbe, Goyle, Nott and a few others walking quickly toward the Slytherin table with their heads down.
They hunched over, as if bearing an invisible weight, and countless gazes, some contemptuous, some disgusted, shot towards them like sharp arrows. Even the Slytherin students kept their distance, their entire being seemingly screaming, "Don't come near me."
“I just don’t understand!” Michael sneered, stabbing his fork heavily into the pie on his plate. “How are these guys still in school? Their Death Eater fathers were captured right under everyone’s noses!”
Theo said in a low voice, "My grandfather often said... Dumbledore's weakness was that he was too lenient with some people."
“I don’t understand,” Ryan frowned. “Why isn’t Malfoy’s father among those captured?”
“They must have parted ways a long time ago?” Michael guessed. “Look at how they ostracized Malfoy before… If his father were still in his former position, they wouldn’t have treated him like this.”
The only one who knew the inside story, Wade, remained silent, only glancing at Malfoy from afar.
Draco Malfoy sat alone at the end of the long table, his expression indifferent. When Goyle and the others secretly cast pleading glances his way, he raised his chin and gave a mocking, smug smirk.
……
After lunch, Wade and Harry pushed aside their plates, said goodbye to their friends, and then headed to the headmaster's office together.
Are you really alright?
Only then did Harry ask with concern, "You slept for two whole days... Madam Pomfrey said you were severely depleted of your magic, which is very rare for a minor."
Wade waved his hand and said, "It's all better now. But you..."
His gaze swept over Harry's forehead as he asked, "Have you felt anything... strange these past two days since you were hit by the Killing Curse?"
Harry touched the scar on his forehead, shook his head, and said, "I feel great. And..."
He said with a hint of confusion, "The scar hasn't hurt since. Dumbledore said... this scar shouldn't hurt anymore."
“Isn’t that great?” Wade said simply.
"Dumbledore said the same thing, but..."
Harry said somewhat reluctantly, "When the scar hurts, I sometimes see Voldemort doing things... It used to be very useful, but now... I have a feeling that I'll never see it again..."
“Haven’t you heard the saying?” Vader said in a deep voice as he stepped onto the stairs: “When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.”
“You mean…” Harry realized, “that Voldemort could possibly see what I’m doing through this scar?”
—What's the point of watching him attend classes and do his homework every day?
"more than."
Vader said, "He has more magic and more experience than you. If Voldemort realizes there is some kind of connection between you, he might manipulate your actions, control your thoughts, and turn you into his weapon without you even realizing it."
“So… if we can sever all ties between you two from now on, that would be a great thing.” Harry touched his forehead thoughtfully.
“But seriously,” Wade looked at him curiously and asked, “what happened when you were under the Killing Curse? Did you see the River Styx and the ferryman?”
“No, I…” Harry said with a reminiscing look, “I think I’m at Sirius’s house, but there’s no one else there, I’m all alone… but outside the window, there’s a strange red-skinned child crying…”
"And then?" Wade asked casually, "You went to help him?"
Harry said speechlessly, "How stupid do you think I am? I would never go near something so weird! Besides, I was thinking that Voldemort was going to deal with you next, and in my haste, I just wanted to get out of the room as soon as possible... and then I suddenly woke up and found myself surrounded by the puppets."
Wade paused slightly in his steps.
He believed Harry wasn't lying, and that's something Harry would do.
But he must be hiding something.
Because Wade remembered that in the original book, after Harry was hit by the Killing Curse, he appeared in a place that resembled King's Cross Station, talked with Dumbledore for a long time, and then returned to his body to be resurrected.
After he was resurrected, he discovered that only a short period of time had passed since he was "killed".
If Harry hadn't even lingered in that strange space between life and death this time, he should have woken up much faster, perhaps even jumping up from the ground the very next second after collapsing.
However, in reality, he lay on the ground for a long time and only woke up when the battle was almost over.
However, Wade didn't expose Harry, but just laughed and said, "Thank you for thinking of me... But haven't you thought about it? I might not die, but if you jump out, Voldemort will definitely want to kill you again."
Harry scratched his head and said sheepishly, "I didn't think that much about it at the time."
He then revealed the reason for his "resurrection," a reason he hadn't told anyone else:
"Professor Dumbledore said that Voldemort was resurrected using my blood. It seems that he also gained my mother's protection, but in reality, my mother's spell exists within both of us!"
"So... as long as he doesn't die, I won't die either. Therefore, his killing curse didn't kill me, it just severed the connection between us."
"Dumbledore said these were all his guesses... but I think that's probably the truth..."
As he spoke, Harry couldn't help but recall the scene from that time—
While Dumbledore was explaining, Sirius became inexplicably furious. He lashed out, yelling and roaring, and even smashed two pieces of silverware from the headmaster's collection. Lupin and Harry couldn't stop him.
Sirius Black only quieted down abruptly after Dumbledore whispered something to him, looking like he wanted to believe it but dared not, as if he would burst into tears at any moment.
Recalling the scene, Harry found it both amusing and somewhat perplexing.
He felt that the two men were hiding something very important from him, but Sirius refused to say more, only saying "it's all over," leaving Harry helpless.
Then he heard Wade ask, "So you'll have 'Killer Curse immunity' from now on? As long as Voldemort is alive, he can guarantee your survival."
“No, that’s not how it is,” Harry said, both amused and exasperated. “Dumbledore said that our connection is unprecedented and belongs to a completely uncharted magical realm, so it’s all just his speculation and can’t be taken as a foolproof talisman.”
"and……"
His smile faded, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
"Voldemort isn't stupid; he wouldn't be foolish enough to use the same method to kill me a third time. Next time... I probably won't be so 'lucky' again."
(End of this chapter)