I wield a sword at Hogwarts

He suspected that Snape might have something to hide from him, such as something about the Department of Mysteries, or something about John.

These days, he has repeatedly emphasized not to contact John.

Harry hesitated again and again, thinking that Snape would not be able to come back for the time being, and his Gryffindor heart trembled.

He took out his wand and poked the silver substance lightly.

The silver substance spun rapidly, and Harry leaned down.

The silver substance became like a skylight, and he looked through the skylight into a room.

That place seemed to be an auditorium, similar to the one now.

Still defeated by his thirst for knowledge, he took a deep breath and buried his cheeks in it.

He fell in the cold darkness and finally landed in the auditorium.

…

Chapter 344 Image Collapse and Angry Snape

Harry saw that the original four long tables disappeared and were replaced by a hundred tables.

The sun shines through the tall windows onto those lowered heads.

Harry saw Snape, who was still a young student at that time.

Although it looks different from the current one, the hooked nose is still easy to recognize.

They were doing test papers, Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations, O.W.L. exams.

The Snape of this memory is about the same as he is now, fifteen or sixteen years old.

He also saw Professor Flitwick.

At that time, Professor Flitwick looked younger and was walking past a boy with messy black hair.

Harry was stunned, he recognized the black-haired boy.

Even though he looks much younger, he still recognizes her.

That's...his father.

Father at the age of fifteen.

He ran over and looked at the face.

Whether it was Sirius or anyone else, what they said was correct.

My father is very similar to me, with the same thin face, the same mouth, and the same eyebrows.

No wonder those people would say that he looked like his father when they saw him.

Even the hair and hands are so similar.

If they stand next to each other, there won't be much difference in height.

He also saw Sirius, and the two of them were best friends when they were in school.

My godfather was a wild and unruly boy when he was young, and at first glance he looked like the kind of student who would not be serious and obedient.

Then, then Harry saw more.

Lupin, Peter Pettigrew.

Professor Flitwick asked them to stop writing and used magic to fly the test papers.

It was just that there were too many test papers and knocked him down.

Several students helped him up, and Professor Flitwick didn't mind if they laughed at his gaffe.

Harry followed his father as the foursome discussed the topic.

When he heard about the interaction between Lupine and his father, he felt funny.

Ask a werewolf about werewolves?

My father took out a Golden Snitch, let it fly almost a foot in his hand, and quickly caught it.

This also made Harry happy, almost as much as himself.

It's just that I don't show off like my father.

They stayed under the beech tree, and every time they let go of their grip, it always elicited a scream from Peter Pettigrew.

Snape was already sitting on the grass, and his father was still playing tirelessly with the Golden Snitch.

Harry felt like he enjoyed being watched.

"I feel so bored," said Sirius. "It would be nice if there was a full moon today."

Lu Ping said gloomily from behind the book, "We also have to take a test on transfiguration. If you are bored, you can take a test on me."

Sirius snorted and said arrogantly: "I don't need to look at this rubbish, I know it all."

This kind of godfather was completely different from the Sirius that Harry knew, and Harry couldn't help but widen his eyes.

At this time, my father spoke, "This will cheer you up, Padfoot, let's see who that is?"

Sirius turned his head, as still as a dog sniffing out a rabbit.

"Awesome, Snotlout." He gave a teasing smile.

Snape was putting away the O.W.L. exam papers.

When he left the shadows of the bushes and stepped onto the grass, Sirius and James stood up.

Lupine and Peter Pettigrew didn't move, but Lupine frowned.

James called out, "Are you okay, Snotlout?"

Snape reacted quickly, as if he had been tempered thousands of times. He threw off his school bag, put one hand into his robes and took out his wand.

But as soon as he took out his wand and raised it halfway, James disarmed him.

Harry was stunned, not sure why he was suddenly like this.

Next came Sirius, who smiled sarcastically as Snape was about to pick up his wand and use the Disability Charm to knock Snape over comically.

Harry felt that this was not real, like a nightmare that destroyed all his father in his mind.

They called Snape by his nickname Snotlout, and Sirius mocked him sarcastically about the grease stain on the parchment that was definitely Snape's nose.

Snape was not very popular either, and several students burst out laughing after hearing this.

"Just wait for me." Snape glared at the two men fiercely, and a series of curse words came out of his mouth.

Harry thought he could console himself because Snape was such a nasty person.

But after James used Cleanse to make Snape's lips covered in bubbles, he felt cold.

"Let him go!"

A girl with dark red hair walked towards the lake, her surprisingly green almond-shaped eyes widened angrily.

James was no longer vicious at this time, "How are you, Evans."

"Let him go." Lily Evans, Harry's mother.

The disgust on her face for James stung Harry deeply.

"Why did he offend you?"

"Well," James said, pretending to be thinking about something important, "he shouldn't even exist, if you know what I mean."

Harry was desperate, his father turned out to be such a person.

He even felt that Malfoy was kinder than him.

"You think you're quite funny? But you're just an arrogant, rude, and bullying bully. Potter, let him go!" Lily looked cold.

"If you go out with me for fun, I will let him go, Evans." James looked like a spoiled playboy, teasing a girl from a good family. "Tell me, go out with me for fun, and I will let him go." Never touch a hair on old Snotlout again with a wand."

In sharp contrast to him was Snape's embarrassed figure crawling towards the wand with bubbles at the corners of his mouth.

Lily didn't hide her dislike of James and threatened that she would rather hang out with the giant octopus than with him.

At this time, Snape got the wand and used it towards James.

A flash of light passed, a scar appeared on James' face, and blood fell.

James whipped around and fired the spell, leaving Snape hanging upside down in the air.

"That's enough, that's enough." Harry clenched his fists and growled, and he heard many jeers.

Lily repeatedly asked him to put down Snape, but Sirius made Snape even more ridiculous with a petrification spell.

Harry was about to close his eyes.

suddenly.

There was a bright light on the water.

He looked and saw a pair of vertical pupils in his sight.

Keep his body cold.

Those eyes were wrapped in countless darkness and disappeared after blinking.

"It's him, it's him!" Harry's hands and feet were cold.

I don't know why I can see it in Snape's memory.

"I don't need help from a smelly little Mudblood like her!" Snape roared.

Harry came to his senses and saw Lily breaking with Snape because of these words.

By the way, Lily also scolded James.

This made James angrily take off Snape's underwear.

Before Harry could see that scene, he was dragged out of the Pensieve.

It was Snape, his face frighteningly pale.

"Having fun?" Harry felt as if he was drowning in the coldness of his words.

"Are you happy, Potter?"

"No, no." Harry tried to get away.

But Snape was so scary, his lips trembled and his teeth were exposed.

"Your father is an interesting man, isn't he?"

Harry was shaken to the point of vomiting, and he didn't find it amusing.

"Don't tell anyone what you saw!" Snape roared uncontrollably.

Harry still wanted to speak, but Snape roared: "Get out, get out! I never want to see you in this office again!"

…

Star Club.

John held the crown, his face frighteningly pale.

Daphne almost burst into tears when she saw him.

"John, what's wrong with you?" Her lips trembled.

John stood up shakily and placed the crown in another box.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood as the box closed.

Catching Daphne who was about to run out to find someone, John said calmly, "Don't tell anyone, go get the stars out."

"But..." Daphne muttered, "Okay."

She took down the stars, opened them, and John blew directly into the bottle.

As he drank, John seemed to be choking and coughed violently.

A large amount of blood flowed from the mouth, frightening Daphne who was standing beside her.