Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

Mochir waited, knowing the effects of soul echoes.

This potion can help him enter the deepest part of a soul that is worse than death, and become that soul itself. All emotions, perceptions, experiences... will be truly reflected on the person who drinks the potion.

But this is what has happened, and even if you temporarily "become" the owner of this tragic memory, you cannot make any changes.

In other words, this is more like a movie where you become the protagonist, but all the plots have been forcibly locked.

This is Sirius' life, the most tragic part of his memory, and Mochir takes on his identity.

His head was still dizzy. After the woman turned off the light in the living room, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and slowly fainted.

"Shh!"

The sound of the curtains opening rang in his ears, and the sun shone on Moqil's face. He rubbed his still painful head and slowly opened his eyes. There was no place in his body that did not feel pain.

"Master Sirius, Kreacher has prepared breakfast." The house elf's tone was not respectful, it was a completely formulaic announcement, as if this was just a job that it was forced to do.

The physical pain was bearable, but the stinging pain in his heart made Mochier feel like a needle pricking him. Everyone, including the house elf, looked at him with disgust. These so-called "family members" looked at him like that. The disgusted and unfamiliar gaze made Mochier almost breathless.

The last time Moqil felt this way was in the orphanage when he was a boy.

The bright sunshine seemed to have become dim, "I've had enough of staying in this home, I want to leave here."

This idea suddenly appeared in my mind. This was not Legilimency, but a real instruction from the original soul of this body at this moment.

"I want to make a clean break with this family!"

"When I leave here, these people no longer have any blood relationship with me."

"Sooner or later they will kill you here."

"I already hate this place to the extreme. Can a place that has never brought me any warmth still be called home?"

"Leave now!"

He did not follow the house elf to breakfast, but packed his things.

When Sirius dragged his suitcase out of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, no one stopped him. His father hesitated to speak, but was stopped by his mother's fierce gaze. His younger brother Regulus sat on the dining table and drank milk calmly. As if nothing mattered.

Standing on the streets of Islington, London, the old house behind you with the words "Forever Pure" inscribed on it has long since disappeared.

Mochir felt an unprecedented sense of confusion, like a child abandoned by his parents at the train station. There were people everywhere, but no one had anything to do with him.

He is Sirius Black, the eldest son of an ancient pure-blood wizarding family, and the most handsome man in Gryffindor. He has a bohemian character and is the product of a genetic mutation in the Black family. He couldn't get along with his parents, sister, and brother, and he almost never had a happy day at the Black family.

He spent sixteen years of darkness and depression, but today he decided to leave, leaving the source of all the suffering these years had brought him!

He came to the dark and deserted alley, where there were three people waiting for him. Seeing them, Sirius' lips showed a faint smile involuntarily.

Moon Face, Wormtail, and his greatest confidant in this life - Prongs, James Potter.

"The weather is nice today." Sirius did not tell everyone that he was tortured by his mother's Cruciatus Curse yesterday. As usual, he smoothed the broken hair in front of his forehead and then hit it again. A normal greeting.

Feeling the warmth coming from the body, looking at James's face that looked very much like Harry, the magic from the echo of the soul began to promote the fusion of the memories of Moqil and Sirius. Moqil had even felt it. Buried deepest in Sirius's heart was the love for James.

This was the only light he had seen in sixteen years of darkness.

Of course, so do Moony and Wormtail.

"Look, the Marauders are reunited for the first time after the holidays. We're having the biggest party today at Godric's. I've got your room ready, Sirius, and I've got it covered with your favorite things. Pictures of girls, you know. It would be great if you could hang that Snape guy on the ceiling for decoration!"

"Hey, James, can you please not mention that disgusting guy on a day like this?" Sirius complained, but there was warmth flowing through his heart.

On the Knight Bus, with his best friend by his side, Sirius finally fell asleep peacefully. He was no longer like he was at No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Even if he fell asleep, he still had to be on guard against magic or sharp knives. threats.

When he opened his eyes again, Mochir suddenly discovered that this was not the Potter family's mansion, but the castle of Hogwarts.

It's obvious that the movie was cut in the middle, leaving only the saddest parts.

This is the result of the echo of the soul. When brewing the potion, it only extracts a part of it. It can be said to be a miracle that it can leave such a trace of light in the darkness.

……

In the corridor of the castle, a young man with shiny black hair was hung upside down.

The young Professor Snape is a bit handsome to be honest.

The foursome laughed happily, and Peter Pettigrew got a bunch of dung balls pushed out by dung beetles from nowhere, and hit Snape in the face.

A beautiful red-haired witch rushed over and pushed James and Sirius away.

"How could you do this?" She roared excitedly, then pulled out her wand, "The golden bell fell to the ground!"

James was a little panicked. He looked at the girl uneasily. This girl he had been in love with for a long time. Every time he saw her, James would always act stupid involuntarily.

Mochir felt Sirius' inner uneasiness. It was clear that this was just a common prank that the four Marauders had been playing for several years. The protagonist was also the one they always hated the most, Snape of Slytherin.

But Mochir felt a wave of extremely complicated emotions.

Uneasiness, guilt, regret, even mixed with joy...

Countless emotions were mixed together, and these were all emotions from Sirius. In that dark cell, he must have recalled this scene from time to time.

These emotions told Mochier that this must be a critical moment.

Sure enough, Snape, who fell to the ground, pushed the red-haired witch away and roared: "Go away, I don't need you, a Gryffindor Mudblood, to save me!"

This was indeed a critical moment. In Sirius's understanding, if it hadn't been for what happened on this day, Lily and James would not have been able to get together.

Sirius understood that from this day on, his light would turn and shine on other people...