Chapter 1065 Parasite

Every Christmas, stores and shopping malls will continuously play Christmas songs to enhance the Christmas atmosphere and remind everyone that the holiday is approaching.

Harry turned over and tried to fall asleep again, but the sound of Sirius singing downstairs kept him awake.

He lifted off the quilt, walked barefoot on the floor of Blake's old house, then opened the door and followed the singing to the downstairs.

When passing by the second floor, he paused and subconsciously looked towards the living room.

On Christmas Day in 1995, he stayed alone in the living room for a while. At that time, everyone was busy decorating the dining room, and there was no Christmas tree in the living room, which made it look very deserted. On that day, Sirius was also singing Christmas carols.

Harry did not see his younger self in the dark living room, which seemed to indicate that these were not the memories of someone in the pensieve.

Then he continued walking down the stairs until he came to the kitchen on the basement floor. The historic Order of the Phoenix table was put out again, although Ginny had already cut it because she thought it was in the way.

I dropped most of it and put it away.

"Okay, daddy is back!" Mrs. Weasley shouted, and then kissed Arthur. His face was very pale, so the bruises on his face were more conspicuous, which were left by Nagini's bite.

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"How are you feeling?" Sirius' voice sounded from behind Harry. "I heard that you dreamed about Nagini attacking Arthur."

Harry turned his head, Sirius Black was standing behind him, the living kind, except that he was a little pale, he still looked very handsome.

"Why?" Harry said a little incoherently.

"What why?" Sirius asked.

"Why are you here?"

"This is my parents' home. Where else could I be if I wasn't here?" Sirius looked at the old Black house. "No matter how I tried to escape from it, I finally came back."

Harry was a little confused.

"Am I dreaming?"

Sirius smiled mysteriously, and then Arthur's loud voice came from the other end.

"Here's to Harry Potter! Without him, I wouldn't be here." Arthur raised his glass and said, "Harry."

"Harry." The Weasley children and Hermione also raised their glasses.

"Harry." Sirius said, conjuring an extra glass of wine in his hand, and drank it.

"Stop!" Harry said a little uncontrollably. "Stop it all."

Everyone looked at him strangely.

Harry turned and left the kitchen, running deeper into the dark corridor.

Unknowingly, he came to a snowy field, surrounded by towering trees. In the distance was a crumbling house surrounded by barbed wire. His invisibility cloak was in his hand.

"Why don't you come to the party, Harry?" Sirius asked. "Everyone is waiting for you."

At this moment, he changed out of the suit from the extraordinary clothing store and put on the prison uniform of Azkaban. Even so, he was still handsome.

"I can't sit with them!"

"Why?" Sirius asked again.

"I was contaminated." Harry said painfully, "I used to be one of his Horcruxes, and he used to be a parasite in my body!"

"But he's ruined, Harry," Sirius said. "You did a great job."

"What if Dumbledore is mistaken?" Harry said heartbreakingly, "I should die, not live."

"Why do you have such thoughts?" Remus' voice sounded behind him. "Your mother protected you with her life."

"My husband is right." Tonks said to Remus' shoulder, "If you die, who will protect our son."

"He thought that when he died, the Horcrux would be destroyed." Alastor Moody said irritably. "If it was really that simple, Dumbledore would order us to destroy you instead of protecting you."

"Are you ashamed to be alive?" Sirius said.

"No!" Harry said flatly.

"But you must feel ashamed, otherwise you wouldn't wear the same clothes as me."

Harry looked down and found that his pajamas had turned into prison uniform.

Some black cloaks were floating in the distant sky, and he knew they were dementors looking for escaped prisoners.

"Follow me, it's not safe here." Sirius stretched out his hand towards Harry, and Harry took him, and then the two of them walked into a dark cave, or a secret passage.

When they came out of the other end of the secret passage, they returned to the Black Mansion. The Weasley family and Hermione were having a meal, seemingly enjoying themselves.

"Look at her." Sirius looked at Hermione and said, "What do you think she looks like?"

Harry looked at Sirius in confusion, and then at Hermione. She was still smiling, and there was nothing unusual about her.

"I heard that you kissed a girl under the pavilion. Her name was Cho Chang, right?" Sirius asked.

"how do you know?"

Sirius showed an obviously displeased expression, and then said, "Hermione originally had her own family and could spend Christmas with her Muggle parents. She looks very uncomfortable, can't you tell?"

Harry watched Hermione carefully for a long time, but still didn't see what Sirius said, and then he was hit on the back of the head.

"In this respect you are just like James, always so slow." Sirius said dissatisfied.

Harry touched the aching back of his head and glanced at Sirius again, his lake-green eyes full of confusion.

"She is lonely, and her situation is different from yours."

"What's the difference?"

"The Weasleys made you feel the warmth of a family that you couldn't feel at Petunia's. They allowed you to stay on our side, where Hermione Granger is parasitic."

"No one feels that way."

"But she thinks so," Sirius said. "Tell me, what was it like when you spent Christmas at the Dursleys?"

Harry suddenly understood, and then looked at Hermione who kept smiling.

"That's it, you can't act arbitrarily like Dudley, because you know that your uncle and aunt are not your biological parents, and they will not unconditionally tolerate your mistakes."

"No, I mean..." Harry was at a loss for words.

"She's not like you?" Sirius took a sip of wine. "She's like a servant in that house?"

"Let me help you, Molly." Hermione stood up with a smile, walked to the stove, and placed the cut cake on a plate.

"Thank you, dear." Molly said with a smile.

Ginny glanced at them both, then continued to eat the food on her plate indifferently, while the twins made fun of Ron's vest.

"Your friends need your help." Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder. "And you are the godfather of Remus' son. There are many people who need you, Harry Potter."

"But, how can I help Hermione?" Harry felt a sudden weight on his shoulders and turned around subconsciously. Sirius had disappeared, leaving only a glass of unfinished wine on the locker at the door.

"Sirius?" Harry called, but no one answered.

He walked towards the door and soon saw the back of Sirius Black. He was hugging Harry's father, James Potter, and standing next to him was his mother, Lily Potter.

"You have the same eyes as your mother."

Harry heard Severus Snape's voice.

Harry followed the voice and looked over, finding Snape lying in a pool of blood.

At this time, they were in the dock. Voldemort and the snake had gone, leaving only him and Snape. He was holding a test tube in his hand, which contained a memory that glowed with silver light.

After saying this, something seemed to be disappearing from the depths of Snape's black eyes, leaving only dull, dull, and empty eyes. His hand slammed to the floor, and Snape could no longer move.

Already.

"You know how to save him." Harry heard a hoarse and sinister voice behind him, "Even if you can't get St. Mungo's antidote at that time, you can still use a blood tonic to prevent him from bleeding to death."

"No..." Harry took a step back in fear.

"You watched him die because you had already sentenced him to death when he was alive." The hoarse voice said, "What was your first thought when you saw him?"

That was a dying man.

Harry opened his eyes wide, thinking in fear, but did not dare to speak.

"What did you think when you saw that snake attack Arthur?"

"I'm going to notify others to rescue him." Harry whispered.

"Look, that's the crux of the matter." The hoarse voice chuckled weirdly, "You watched him die because you didn't want to save him."

Harry turned his head and looked at the person who spoke.

There was a beautiful woman lying on the shore looking at him, her eyes were like watching a play.

"What about your voice..."

"I exchanged my voice for a pair of human legs, but the human I loved didn't love me back." The woman continued in a hoarse voice, "It's just that I didn't turn into a bubble like in the fairy tale."

"Are you a mermaid?"

The woman did not answer him, but instead lifted a golden egg from the water and placed it on the floor in front of him.
To be continued...