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Chapter 202 Harry: My Dad is Absolutely Impossible to Be Professor Snape
"What's wrong? Harry!"

"Why are you crying? Did someone bully you at school?"

After the originally loving mother saw the tears in Harry's eyes, her sturdy side was directly exposed.

Seeing Lily like this, Harry wiped the tears from his face.

"It's okay, I'm just... very happy to see you."

Harry wiped away tears and said with a smile.

He looked at the surrounding environment and the mother in front of him, and felt that everything was so real.

If he didn't know that he fell asleep on the train before, he wouldn't know that this was his dream.

"Alright, alright, our Harry has grown up and is going to be a great wizard."

Lily's voice surrounded his ears, and that gentle and crisp voice was the best voice in the world to Harry.

"That's for sure, Mom."

"Even if I can't compare to Professor Dumbledore, I will work hard to become a great wizard and let everyone admire me."

He doesn't know how long his dream can last, and how long he can watch his mother exist, but he is very willing to tell her his ideals and ambitions.

This is a child who craves the approval of his parents.

As Harry, who lost his parents since he was a child, he undoubtedly needs this more than others.

"It's a good idea. Mom is proud of you. If my son really becomes a wizard that many people admire, then Harry..."

"You have to set a real example for them."

Looking at his mother's loving and gentle eyes, Harry nodded very solemnly.

Even though he knew that his mother had died a long time ago, he still regarded this as an agreement between himself and his mother.

"I will, Mom, just watch."

The redness around his eyes faded, and Harry smiled.

This is the first time he communicates with his mother.

It's not like in the mirror of Erised, which can only see but can't do anything.

There is always a thick mirror between the two.

As if life and death are separated, that mirror is the line connecting him and his parents, on this side of the line is him, and on the other side of the line are his parents.

Thinking of this, tears blurred Harry's eyes again.

Mingming smiled happily, but a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in his heart.

His parents had died at the hands of Voldemort 12 years ago.

Cherish this dream and enjoy the company of your parents.

That's what Harry was thinking now.

"We should go, Harry."

Lily raised her head, glanced at the sky, and said to Harry gently.

"Your father is also waiting impatiently. He is going to take you to Diagon Alley today."

"Then, your father and I will send you to Hogwarts."

Hearing this, Harry was taken aback.

The sadness in my heart disappeared for no reason, and was replaced by ecstasy.

"Okay, Mom, let's go there soon, we can't keep Dad waiting."

Harry could never have imagined that he could have a good time in Diagon Alley with his parents.

But in this dream, he seems to be able to do it.

How could this not make Harry happy.

Lily took Harry's hand and walked towards the cabin on the left.

It was also during this time that Harry took a good look at the changes in himself.

I have become much younger, exactly the same as when I first entered school.

No, not right.

The current self seems to be taller and stronger than the self at the time.

Seeing the changes in himself, Harry became more and more sure that this dream must be a beautiful dream.

It is to make up for the biggest regret in my heart.

After entering the cabin, Harry found that the cabin was empty.

Just when he was puzzled, Lily's voice came.

"Hold on to my arm, Harry."

Without much hesitation, Harry grabbed Lily's arm.

The next moment, there was a twist in front of him.

Apparate! !
The sense of space squeezed and deformed made Harry vomit as soon as he appeared on the ground.

And he also understood why his mother asked him to hold her arm tightly.

"You're finally here. If you don't come, I'm going to find you."

When Harry vomited violently, he heard the thick male voice behind him.

This made him refreshed for a while, and the smile came straight to his heart.

Although he wondered why the voice was so familiar, Harry didn't think much of it.

"The scenery over there is very beautiful. I just stayed a little longer. You should go with us."

During the conversation with his parents, Harry also felt that his body had improved a lot, so he quickly turned around and looked at his father.

Harry, who was originally smiling, turned around to see who was coming, the smile froze on his face, and then gradually disappeared.

The person who came was not James Potter as he imagined, but Severus Snape.

I saw that Professor Snape was not the greasy-faced and big black robe in his memory.

Professor Snape was wearing a suit inside, and the wizard robe outside was more white.

And the hair on the head is not oily, on the contrary, he tidied it very dry.

It's just... how is this possible?
"Aren't I going to prepare the next semester's textbooks, am I too busy?"

There was an apology in Severus' eyes, and he was very embarrassed about it.

Obviously, I should accompany their mother and child, but I forgot because I had to prepare the textbooks for the next semester.

"Of course I know you're busy, Severus, and I don't mean to blame you."

Lily glanced at him, stepped forward, and straightened the tie in front of Severus.

After sorting it out, I was satisfied.

Then, she turned to look at Harry.

"Harry, come here, we're leaving."

Harry watched this scene dumbfounded, and nodded mechanically.

He didn't know when Lily grabbed his arm and led him forward.

Diagon Alley is not much different from what I remember, except... the first two people are a little different from what I remember.

His father is Professor Snape? ? ?
So, here comes the question, what is your name?
Gathering up his courage, Harry tugged on Lily's clothes while his mother was chatting happily with Professor Snape.

"What's wrong? Harry!"

"Mom, what's my name?"

When asked this question, Harry suppressed his inner anxiety as much as possible, and asked as if he didn't care.

As a result, Lily touched Harry's forehead.

It seems quite puzzled by its appearance.

"Of course it's Harry."

"No, I said the full name."

"Harry Evans Snape!"

Hearing that his surname had changed so much, Harry fully understood that this dream seemed to be "a little bit" different from the dream he had imagined.

You know... my father will definitely not be Professor Snape.

Harry roared inwardly.

Even if the headmaster of Hogwarts was Grindelwald, he still didn't want to believe that his father would be that gloomy Professor Snape who looked like he owed him a lot of Galleons.

(End of this chapter)