Hogwarts time travel

At this moment, Snape stood at the end of Lily's memory.

Here, as long as Snape waves his wand, he can change Lily's memory and cognition just like Ollivander.

But, is this what you want?

Snape hesitated a little, the evil thoughts surging in his heart clashed fiercely with the love for that girl in his heart.

In the end, loyalty to his lover prevailed, and Snape gave up his plan to modify Lily's memory.

That kind of her won't be the one she remembers, and she will lose her own color, which is unfair.

He already knew that Lily had noticed his identity, and he no longer planned to hide his identity.

He is him, an ordinary man who has experienced the death of his beloved before his eyes, not the boy in this world who sacrificed himself for his lover.

After the insanity was over, Snape sat in the office, silently looking at the sleeping girl.

With a cry, Lily opened her eyes dimly, and saw Snape with deep eyes.

"I slept so comfortably. It's been a long time since I slept so easily." Lily yawned and said with a smile.

"Yes." Snape nodded slightly.

"Then it's settled." Lily stood up and said meaningfully: "All the materials I want will be delivered on time, including Thunderbird's body tissues."

Snape's body trembled unconsciously, and he regained his composure the next second.

"of course."

……

S-01 World.

"Harry, Harry!"

Harry, who was sleeping, was awakened by a shaking, and opened his eyes to find Neville looking at him worriedly.

"What's the matter, Neville?" Harry asked suspiciously as he put on his glasses.

"I wanted to ask you..." Neville was a little scared, "You kept yelling in your dream..."

"Yelling?" Harry pointed at himself in surprise, "What's my name?"

"I can't hear you clearly, but it's scary." Neville shrank back on the bed and said shivering.

"Harry, couldn't Professor Trelawney's prophecy come true?"

"How is that possible?" Harry asked helplessly.

Ever since he was in third grade and took Divination, he had been plagued by Professor Trelawney.

The goofy professor with huge glasses likes to predict Harry's future, all of them bad, and recently said that his life is in danger - this is the fifth time this semester .

Harry seemed dismissive of this, and Hermione also said that this kind of imprecise prophecy has no reference meaning at all, and she personally showed them what a scientific and magical prophecy looks like, especially telling Harry that he will be fine and will Had a good time.

Harry felt that what Hermione said was right, now he could often sneak to Hogsmeade with Sirius, and there were all kinds of delicious food and fun in this wizarding village, in order to compensate Harry, Sirius did not spare money, Will come home happy every time.

He was very happy, but Ron's absence made him feel a little lonely.

At the end of last semester, Ron's parents suddenly helped Ron to suspend school, saying that Ron had a serious physical problem and needed to be sent abroad for treatment.

Just like that, Ron, who had been eating at the same table as Harry the day before, suddenly disappeared, leaving Harry alone.

Although getting along with Neville was considered pleasant, it was not as happy as being with Ron.

Now he has been reduced to playing with Connor and the others, and they are not too willing to take him to play together. Although Ginny is very happy, Samantha refuses.

With a heart full of melancholy, Harry ushered in the second day of divination class.

Climbing up the tower overflowing with incense, groping for a place in the white mist, Harry started his journey of suffering again today.

If nothing else, Professor Trelawney started her performance again.

"Everyone has learned the method of tea divination in depth yesterday, and today we will learn a more mysterious method of divination - wine divination."

"This method of divination comes from a gypsy wizard..."

Professor Trelawney's erratic voice echoed in the tower. Harry listened to her in a dazed way. Out of the corner of his eye, Neville tried to look up, trying to understand the professor's words, but his eyelids couldn't stop clenched. It is permanently closed.

In terms of the degree of hypnosis alone, Trelawney's courses are tied with Professor Binns' history class. Even though Professor Binns has been rejuvenated by being a columnist in the Hogwarts Daily, his courses are still impressive. sleepy.

Finally, Trelawney ended her mysterious lecture and began to demonstrate for everyone.

Her so-called demonstration is to randomly select a lucky student to be divined by her (white mouse).

If nothing else, the lucky one will always be Harry Potter.

Although Hermione's performance in the Defense Against the Dark Arts club has made her popular, and she has the potential to become a new leader in Hogwarts, but Professor Trelawney still stubbornly loves Mr. Savior. Of course, this also includes Why Hermione didn't take this class.

Hearing another death prophecy about Harry, all the students lost their sleepiness and looked at Harry with great interest.

Harry smiled wryly, every time this time, he would miss Ron immensely, at least he could help him share part of the firepower when he was around.

As the wine swirls in the cup, the flame burns at the bottom of the cup, and the wine evaporates quickly, forming a dark portrait.

Harry glanced at it, and gave up reading it instantly. It was so dark, like a big black dog, what could he see?

"Oh!" Professor Trelawney looked at it for a moment, and suddenly made a fussy sound.

Harry was expressionless, waiting for Professor Trelawney's death sentence today.

Suddenly, Professor Trelawney's voice became deep and hoarse, and his eyes became extremely erratic. His voice was ethereal as if it came from the sky.

"The wheel of time has deviated. The shadow of death has enveloped the old light, but it will not take the light away. The shadow and the light will have their own paths. farther."

Harry was baffled. This remark was different from what Professor Trelawney used to say. What happened to the professor?

After saying these words, Professor Trelawney raised his head as if waking up from a dream, looked at the wine glass suspiciously, and sat back on his cushion.

"Today's class is over. Let's practice divination in groups of two."

The students were chatting about Professor Trelawney's prophecy just now, Neville sat next to Harry, and looked at Harry with some concern.

"Are you OK?"

"What can I do?" Harry sighed, "Although I didn't quite understand it, it seems that I don't have to die from today's prophecy."