Chapter 188 Reunion after 19 years

After breakfast, Peter went to help set up the venue.

The original Quidditch pitch had been rendered completely unrecognizable by the Ministry of Magic, and a twenty-foot hedge bordered the edge of the field, blocking the view of the warriors.Right in front of the hedge was a gap, which was the entrance to the labyrinth. Even in daytime, the passage was dark because of the high walls.

Peter caught sight of Hagrid right away, who was dragging a large, masked winged creature into the tunnel with the Ministry of Magic.

"Peter! Look, this is the Sphinx!" Hagrid called excitedly, raising his hands like an oversized child. "It's so beautiful, with a human face and a lion's body, but unfortunately I can't lift the cloth off." Drop it, or it will ask me a riddle!"

Peter smiled and nodded to show that he heard Hagrid's words, and he walked away from the Sphinx, thinking of the sphinx statue of the Egyptian pharaoh with his nose knocked off.

Peter spent a lot of time detecting the black magic around the maze. If Voldemort wants to use the Triwizard Cup to harm Harry, this game is his last chance. Peter must make sure that hundreds of deadly black magic do not grow on the walls of the maze. snake.

Soon, the easy-going Professor Flitwick also came over with a smile. He arranged a lot of advanced protective spells around the field. The spell evaporated.

It was near lunch time, Peter finished his work and was about to go back to the castle. The voices of Hagrid and the others could no longer be heard at the entrance of the maze. At this moment, he saw a man in black robe coming from the direction of the castle.

"Severus? What are you doing here?" Peter asked in surprise.

"On patrol." Snape replied in a natural tone.

Peter looked him up in disbelief, and found that his mental state was slightly better than the night before, but his bloodshot eyes were still quivering in their sockets, and his whole face was haggard as if a thin layer of thousand had been cast over a skeleton. Poor skin.

"You..." Peter was speechless for a moment, "Dumbledore asked you to... protect Harry?"

"No, I asked for it myself," said Snape, "another chance to use forbidden magic to the fullest."

Peter knew Snape's obsession with black arts and defense against the dark arts, so he couldn't say anything more. It made sense to let a dying person do more things he wanted to do. He was with Snape Walking around the maze, it was found that Snape was not walking slowly with a cane.

"The area around the outer wall of the labyrinth... can apparate, isn't it?" Snape tapped the ground with his cane.

"Yes," Peter explained, "Mr. Ludo Bagman showed us the venue yesterday, and the Ministry of Magic lifted the anti-apparition spell within the maze so that the patrolling teachers could get to the warrior as quickly as possible. Otherwise, the teacher will also get lost in the maze."

Snape didn't speak, and looked gloomyly at the tall hedge. After a while, he said slowly, "A self-defeating move...if the Dark Lord's people apparated directly from outside the school..."

"Honestly, the Ministry of Magic led by Ms. Burns has always done a good job," said Peter. "Only patrolling teachers have the right to Apparate in the maze. Everyone else just runs into an invisible wall. Moreover, Professor Flitwick has placed a large number of protective spells around the venue, and it would be tantamount to suicide for a Death Eater to break into the maze."

"Is the center of the maze in that direction?" Snape raised his cane and pointed.

Peter nodded, and with a snap, Snape Disapparated beside him, and only a few seconds later, Snape Apparated again, returning to his original position.

"Thank you, Wormtail...I've figured out the venue..." Snape said wearily. "Go back."

The two walked towards the castle in silence. On the way, they met the Potter family who were visiting the school.

"... because of the Triwizard Tournament, the Quidditch match this school year has been canceled," Harry said in a somewhat complaining tone, "Look what they've made of the Quidditch pitch."

James looked in the direction of Harry's finger, looking at the maze wall in the distance, "Is this the venue for your game tonight? Can we go over and see—"

James, Lily, and Harry were all stunned, and Peter and Snape just turned around a few thick trees, and they also froze in place.

Snape raised his arms subconsciously, intending to make a gesture of folding his arms to protect himself, but his useless right hand could only hang aside.

Lily's chest heaved violently. She saw the criss-crossing scars on his face and neck, his mutilated hands, and his dying appearance tortured by the curse. Finally, she mustered up the courage and stepped forward to hug him. over him.

"Severus, I have often imagined that you are still alive all these years. After losing you, I feel that I have no childhood." She choked up, "Good friends, best friends...whether it is the green grass in front of the house , or the train to Hogwarts, everything in my childhood carried you."

In Lily's arms, Snape took a breath, as if fighting back tears, "Best friend," he repeated in a low voice.

Lily let go of Snape, took a step back, and looked up at him, her green eyes welling with tears, big and big tears running down her cheeks.

Snape stood there, trembling all over his body, his right eye trembled more violently in its socket, and the blood vessels on his neck protruded horribly, Peter, Harry and James all felt a little terrified when they saw his state , only Lily seemed calm.

Lily calmed down and continued: "You are much nobler than me. Harry has already told me in the letter that you have helped him a lot in his studies. He also told me that you... 19 years ago , I never thought you would leave suddenly in that way, and now—"

"Why did you leave me?" snapped Snape. "It's been a year and you know everything...but you just won't see me, do you? Why do you have to show up when I'm dying so that I I—so I can be more—”

"I've dragged this far because I'm scared... I'm scared that 19 years have passed and we're no longer best friends, and I'm scared that when I stand in front of you, you've changed beyond recognition, and you're not the person I grew up with, now I know, my worries are unnecessary..."

"You tortured me, you killed me, you forsook me, and you thought I wouldn't suffer?" Snape asked sadly. "Am I unconscious? Am I heartless?"

Peter said sympathetically, "Severus, we really went too far, we were stupid and arrogant back then."

James also took a step forward, "Don't mention it, Wormtail, we were so stupid back then that our heads were filled with water, and Remus was a little better. We hung out with werewolves around school all day and thought we were cool , now that troll shit is smarter than us. We bully this and bully that, until we pay the price and don't understand a little bit what maturity is."

"Sirius is the stupidest," Peter said with a smile. "After seeing Severus' scar, he told me more than once that the price he paid was not enough. He squatted in Azkaban for six years, Dementors can't stand the water in his head."

James continued, "Fortunately, a lot of the water in Sirius and I's head has been released now, otherwise the whole school won't be able to fit our big heads, how can the warriors compete? By the way, you may I don't know, his new nickname is "Cold", which just corresponds to "Snotty".

There was a timid laugh, but Snape didn't, still fighting back tears.

(End of this chapter)

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