At night, Snape sat alone at his desk.

A torch hung on the wall burned, its faint flame illuminating the lounge.

Parchments and magic books lay messily on the table.

The shelves against the wall were filled with his collection of potion ingredients.

The potions in the bottles reflected colorful weak light.

But Snape's loose wizard robes and his thin, hunched back looked very lonely.

He meditated on the past events that were buried deep in his heart.

"Lily."

Snape murmured the name in his heart in a low voice.

He was holding a half-torn photo in his hand.

Through the faint firelight, you could see a young and beautiful girl showing a happy smile on the photo.

"It's almost Christmas again, Lily"

"Your child is just like you at that time"

"I will help him, protect him, and never let him get hurt again."

Speaking of this, a tear shed from the corner of his eye.

"Wait, wait for me, Lily"

"When Ian finds that space, I will pick you up"

"Soon……"

Snape wiped the tears from his eyes and opened the drawer in the corner.

Neatly placed in the drawer were a stack of parchment and several photographs.

The same name was written on the footer of the parchment: Lily Evans.

There was also a bunch of withered flowers on the parchment, a white daisy.

Snape placed the photo carefully and stared at the girl in the photo with nostalgia.

"Good night, Lily, I'll go see you right away."

After saying that, Snape closed the drawer gently.

The fireplace in his room had allowed Dumbledore to connect to the Floo network.

Snape stood up, grabbed a handful of Floo powder on the wall of the fireplace, and walked away into the fireplace

"Godric's Hollow."

As Snape sprinkled the Floo powder, the green fire instantly engulfed him.

Snape's figure also disappeared into the lounge.

Just as Snape left Hogwarts, Gryffindor The door to Dor and Slytherin's lounge was opened.

But no one was seen from Gryffindor's side.

And a sneaky figure came out of the Slytherin lounge.

At this time, in Ian's office, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Nico, Hermione and Ian were sitting on the sofa.

In front of them was a table of late-night snacks and two suspended mirrors.

The situation on the two sides of Gryffindor and Slytherin was projected in the mirror.

"It seems that Harry and the others are wearing invisibility cloaks0...."

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction.

The little wizard he wanted to train was at least not so reckless.

Grindel rolled his eyes at Dumbledore and said:

"Come on, your savior brain really doesn't work that well."

When Dumbledore heard Grindelwald's words, his smile disappeared instantly.

"I said Gale, you just came back, can’t you say something nice?"

"I've put it tactfully."

Ian looked at the two people arguing and said with a smile:

"Old man, you better stop arguing." (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"How is it over there in New York?"

Grindelwald glared at Dumbledore and said:

"Already checked"

"But the wizards over there are nothing compared to fifty years ago."

"I managed 5.7 without even using the Imperius Curse."

At this point, Grindelwald raised his eyes proudly.

This was mainly what Grindelwald said to Hermione.

The underlying meaning was: Grandpa, isn't he awesome?

Hermione nodded with a smile and said:

"Grandpa is the best!"

Grindelwald laughed so happily.

Ian shook his head helplessly:

"Okay, I know you are great"

"Come on, how's it going?".

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