Harry, who was celebrating his narrow escape with Ron and Hermione, saw this scene. After a brief hesitation, he bravely walked to Snape's side, wanting to help him up.
"Thank you—thank you, Professor Snape, you saved me many times."
Snape's body stiffened for a moment, but he did not refuse Harry's help. However, after getting up, he immediately forcefully shook him off.
"I don't need your thanks. I was merely following Dumbledore's orders."
"No! That's not true! I heard Lord Voldemort just say—"
"Shut up!" Snape looked at Harry expressionlessly, but his tone was not calm.
"Mr. Potter, if you wish to thank me, then please do not let me see your face. You are as mediocre and arrogant as your father, fond of showing off, and presumptuous! All of it disgusts me!"
Harry's chest heaved violently, but as soon as he thought of Snape standing in front of him, his anger instantly vanished.
His feelings were complex, but no matter what, he couldn't be angry with his savior.
After all, in Harry's short life, there were too few people who were good to him, let alone those willing to risk their lives to protect him.
My father is not like what you said!
After refuting in his heart, Harry suddenly remembered what Snape had said, and then, as if possessed, he asked, "Then what if—is it my eyes? Will they also make you feel disgusted?"
"You!"
Snape's expression turned fierce. He glared angrily at Harry, then turned and walked out of the room.
However, as he stepped out the door, he turned back to Dumbledore with a cold face.
"I believe I need an explanation."
Dumbledore's expression was very innocent, "It just happened to be an opportunity, so I prepared a trap for Lord Voldemort."
"Is that all? Do you think I'll believe that? I'm not a fool!"
Emotions surged in Snape's eyes, "But whatever, now that Lord Voldemort has been dealt with, our agreement can end." "Perhaps not yet, Severus, your mind is already in turmoil, and you need to calm down now."
Dumbledore shook his head, "Come to my office and learn about what a Horcrux is."
"We haven't completely eliminated Lord Voldemort, so that agreement still needs to continue."
Snape stared fixedly at Dumbledore, then lowered his gaze, "I understand."
After he left, Karl Orolin looked at Dumbledore in confusion, "You said redemption? Where is it? Why don't I see it? Will it really work?"
"Of course, just don't be too impatient."
Dumbledore smiled and stroked his long white beard, "They need a little time."
"Alright, I believe you."
Karl Orolin handed over the Master Ball in his hand, "Your Lord Voldemort."
However, Dumbledore refused, "No, he's your Tom."
"Huh? You don't want him?"
"Perhaps it's more suitable for you to hold onto him."
Through the previous two Horcruxes, and what just happened, Dumbledore believed that Lord Voldemort could be safely entrusted to Karl Orolin to handle.
He did better than himself, and seemed to naturally counter Lord Voldemort.
Perhaps it wouldn't be long before this child would bring him an even greater surprise.
"Hehehe! Then I won't be polite!"
Karl Orolin happily stuffed the Master Ball into his wristband. One should know that this was a high-level alchemical item Dumbledore had asked Nicolas Flamel to create, something money couldn't buy anywhere.
"You probably still have something to say to Harry and them, I'll be leaving first."
"Won't you come to my place for a sit?"
Dumbledore was worried that this unlucky child would show up in the middle of the night and disturb his sleep.
"No time! I haven't finished my homework yet! If I don't get it done before Minerva comes back tomorrow, then I'm done for!"
Karl Orolin walked out, sighing, still muttering to himself.
"She assigned homework even after the exams were over. Minerva is clearly making things difficult for me—"
Dumbledore couldn't help but laugh heartily. The Karl Orolin now was completely different from earlier.
Who would have thought that the young Wizard who defeated Lord Voldemort was still troubled by homework assigned by parents?
The Sorting Hat had asked him more than once why he wasn't worried about Karl Orolin becoming another Lord Voldemort. They were both orphans, both exceptionally talented, and both possessed strong charisma.
Actually, the answer to this question was very simple.
Because Karl Orolin was completely different from Lord Voldemort.
He understood how to truly love others while being loved.
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