Harry Potter Morning Light

You do not know people, and it is hard to know people exactly,

Do they know themselves? Do you know transparency?

We are not all masters, and not every master has a faithful servant.

If I have always been proud, they knelt down and tried their best to please me, but they were planning for themselves in their bones.

It seems that he is doing things for me, but in fact he relies on me to develop his own power, and once he gets enough money, he will abandon me.

When I am wretched, I seek shelter, and all I seek is slights, insults.

I have no reason to say that the world is like this, but the villains who follow me are like that.

Are they planning to get rid of me at this moment and take everything from me?

I led the villains out of the castle, let them jump into the river to bathe, to wash away the smell of wine,

Then I went to the next town and bought the clothes of the servants, which were a hundred times better than what they wore,

I had them shave their beards and trim their hair, at least it looked like they had a makeover.

Boldly deceive, the world is made of fools, and the majority of the people are credulous,

Even if a small number of people are suspicious, they dare not speak out.

People are so simple that if you want to cheat, you can always find someone to deceive.

With these "servants", I, who have no place in this world, became a prince,

I'll go into that castle, and not sing her at the window.

I am such an incompetent poet.

==================================================== ==============

"I need help," Severus said after thinking for a while.

"What?" asked Conseil.

"Destroy that cavern, and take the ship back," Severus said.

"It's easy for you to say," said Conseil impatiently.

"Tell Harry Potter, he'll figure it out." Severus said coldly, "I think he must have been impressed with that place."

"No!" Kreacher yelled, showing his figure regardless of being on the street.

"You said you wanted to rescue Master Regulus." Kreacher said with a gloomy tone like a bullfrog, "You are all liars."

"At the time of destruction, you can fully understand the structure of the cave." Severus said.

"Liar, liar, liar!" Kreacher kept repeating "No wonder Miss Bella doesn't believe you."

"Calm down, elf," warned Conseil.

"If she doesn't come back, I won't save Regulus." Severus said from the side, "It's up to you to choose."

Kreacher looked at Severus with hatred.

"That cave should have been destroyed long ago." Severus said slowly, staring at Kreacher, "It's just that some people forgot to deal with it."

Kreacher looked at Severus for a moment, then bowed to him, the tip of its nose almost touching the ground.

"Kreacher is at your command."

"I didn't let you go," Severus said to Kreacher. "I can't trust you on this either. I haven't forgotten how you treated Black."

"So ... whom do you intend to do?" asked Conseil.

"He." Severus looked at Crimean, "Aren't you a student of Nick Flamel?"

"Me?" Crimean asked, pointing to his nose.

"This is the job of the Order of the Phoenix, the Ministry of Magic, the Anti-Dark Arts League and the Saviors. Isn't it their mission to eradicate the dark arts?" Severus sneered.

"I don't think they're free to control that right now," Crimean said.

"The Dark Lord is the natural enemy of fate to Harry Potter. What's more, that place is related to Horcruxes. He is going to destroy them. He doesn't need to be as cautious as last time. He just needs to bring enough people."

"But I don't know where that place is," Crimean said.

"Kreacher knows." Severus looked at Kreacher and said, "He'll take you there."

Kreacher twitched the corners of his mouth in disgust, and looked away.

"What to do?" Crimean asked.

"The first one is to drain the water inside, and then use Fiendfire or other methods to deal with all those Yin corpses. I just need a boat."

"No, I mean..."

"Have you never done a task independently before?" asked Conseil.

Crimean didn't answer.

"My godson, he independently performed the task assigned to him by the Dark Lord when he was 16 years old, and he completed it very well, he repaired the disappearing cabinet." Severus laughed teasingly "Thanks It's Death Eaters going to Hogwarts."

"What is there to boast about?" said Conseil.

"Criticize anyone, but it's not that simple to do things right." Severus looked at Crimean and said, "Can you do this task alone?"

"What good will it do for me to help you?" Crimean asked.

"I know you're worried about the safety of Europe," Severus said dryly. "I'll help you to the best of my ability."

"I do not believe……"

"When this is done, I'll send a student over and he'll help you, how should I put it, save the world," Severus said sarcastically.

"how about you?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Felix looked at Krimian in confusion. "What are you thinking?"

"Your parents are Muggles," said Crimean.

"I have a bunker from World War II. As long as there is no nuclear war, they will be safe hiding there. There are gold bars and gasoline in it. As long as your parents are not idiots, you can live there." Severus said .

"Deal." Felix said happily.

"He humiliated me, and I think I have every reason to hate Muggles." Severus said, staring at Crimean. "But I'd rather have my wife back. Don't you think that's enough to ask for?"

Crimean didn't answer.

"When the Muggle world is in turmoil, the world of wizards will also become less peaceful. We established the International Statute of Secrecy to protect the rights and interests of wizards, so as not to get involved in the conflicts of Muggles. They may not be involved in too much nosy business." Thank you, you should try your best within your ability." Severus said, "Don't be like an old fool."

"I didn't expect you to be as great as him, but I didn't expect you to be so selfish." Krimian said.

"Let's go," Severus said impatiently.

"You're still a nuisance, Snape," said Crimean.

"I think so too," Kreacher said.

"Is it possible that there were other boats? Or that only the boat was removed and the rest remained?" asked Conseil.

"It depends on their ability." Severus looked at Kemilian and Kreacher, "You can use the copy spell to copy a ship instead, just like I once copied the sword of Gryffindor. "

"It's worth a try, don't you think?" asked Conseil.

The two didn't answer, and Kreacher took Kemilian's hand and Apparated.

"What if it doesn't work?" asked Conseil.

"We can ask someone if there is any spare boat to lend us." Severus sighed. "Do you know who I'm talking about?"

There was a sentence that was too rebellious, so I deleted it