Harry Potter wasn't dead?
Voldemort felt a roar fill his head. He had thought he had achieved his goal, yet just like before, he still couldn't kill Harry Potter...
Why?
For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating. Only when he saw Harry Potter stagger forward, his face full of disbelief, did he realize it... Harry Potter really wasn't dead!
Why?
That was what Harry wanted to know as well. His gaze wandered, passing over Voldemort's unwilling face, brushing past Snape, who was trembling in pain, before finally settling on Dumbledore.
"Professor Dumbledore, what is Voldemort talking about? Lily... Is he talking about my mother?"
Even though Vizet had rendered him unable to speak, he still struggled to straighten up and nodded exaggeratedly.
Caught off guard by this, Snape toppled backward. He instinctively braced himself against the floor and finally steadied himself.
Vizet flicked his wand lightly, freezing Voldemort in place in a posture that looked both ridiculous and pathetic.
Harry naturally caught that movement from the corner of his eye and pressed again, "Headmaster Dumbledore, what does he mean by... by kneeling?"
"Why did he kneel?" His eyes fell on Snape. As though he had thought of something terrifying, even his voice began to tremble. "Did he ask... ask for my mother to be killed?"
"No! How could I possibly do such a thing!" Snape practically roared.
Dumbledore wore a complicated expression and let out a long sigh, but still said nothing.
Snape said with absolute conviction, "How could I let Voldemort harm Lily? The thing I regret most is hurting Lily!"
Harry's eyes were frantic as he murmured in a low voice, "Then why... Why?"
Getting that answer from Snape, combined with Dumbledore's silence, left him no choice but to seek help from the other adults.
He looked