All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 91 The Stolen Mother

The sun rose as usual and filtered in through the cracks in the window. The woman who illuminates the resurrection is as bright as silver, and her hair is as crimson as the night fire.

Snape waved his wand, and the water flowed around and turned into a white robe, wrapping her who was born from death.

"Mom?" Harry approached his mother. His heart was filled with disbelief and ecstasy.

Lily Potter opened her eyes, and they were a dead gray.

Many people said that Harry's eyes were exactly the same as his mother's, but at this moment, Lily's eyes did not have that emerald green brilliance.

She looked at her long-lost son as if staring at a stranger.

Harry's heart suddenly fell into the ice sea, and he was trembling in fear. He held his mother's hand and put it on his face, "I am Harry."

Lily looked at him without Harry's reflection in her pupils.

Mother didn't say a word.

The cheers and flattery from the Death Eaters subsided. Everyone could see that the situation was not good.

Harry couldn't believe it, and murmured in a low voice: "There's no reason, it's impossible, how could this happen? It shouldn't be...even the missing body shouldn't be like this. Speak, mother, you speak, I am right Can’t you feel your longing?”

Snape knelt aside, calling in a low voice, in a soft tone that no one had ever heard before.

"LilyEvans[Lily Evans]——"

When she heard the name Lily, her mother's eyes shimmered.

She also gradually smiled, and her dead-grey eyeballs were dyed with a surprising emerald green.

Lily Evans stood up slowly, she looked around, and the dark wizards around her looked at her in amazement.

"Master, you succeeded. You came back to life, you defeated death!" Little Crouch's facial muscles were still twitching from the heart-breaking aftershocks, but he immediately paid his respects. The Death Eaters around him were also busy flattering him, and for a while their low flattering whispers were like the chirping of a swarm of bees.

Snape stared at Lily. He slowly stepped forward and reached out his hand to touch her cheek.

Harry screamed in fear and uneasiness in his heart, and the movements of his hands were a step faster, "Cruciato!"

The mighty Snape fell down. He curled up in front of Harry, howling like a wounded dog, but Snape still stared at Lily with his eyes wide open, unwilling to deviate even a bit. All the endurance is just to keep looking at Lily in the pain.

"Why do you dare to touch her?!" Harry let out a cold cry that shocked him, "Avada——"

Before the wand released a pale green light, Lily stretched out her hand and stopped Harry.

"Mom." Harry couldn't see his expression, but the people around him saw it. In an instant, it changed from extremely cold to as warm as a spring breeze. This sudden change made even the craziest Death Eaters tremble.

"Mom, please give in. I'll deal with this guy soon." Harry's voice was broken, like a leaking bagpipe.

Lily Evans stood in front of Snape.

The embarrassed Snape, the determined and fearless Lily, and Harry's face that so closely resembles his father, James Potter.

It's like a reenactment of yesterday's school days.

Old Malfoy glanced quickly left and right, and then stepped forward to intercede for Snape: "Master, please forgive Severus. Without his help, we could not have dealt with Dumbledore so smoothly. As well as preparing the items for these resurrection ceremonies, it all depends on Severus' advice and contribution."

Harry's heart and his words and deeds were two completely different people. He was shocked in his heart, but his actions were very decisive. He struck Malfoy old with another heartbreaking blow.

Draco saw his father rolling on the ground like white maggots. He was so frightened that he burst into tears and cried sadly: "No, Dad——"

"He's nothing," Harry heard himself say. "Think you've been at school with Mum for a few years, so you can tell me what to do? I should have killed him for my father. I don't mind his being at school Repeated insults to me, yet he dared to..."

"Lily..." Snape gasped, "I'm sorry, Lily. I'm sorry."

Lily Evans turned, she had stepped out of Dagda's cauldron, so unable to speak, could only respond with speechless eyes, when she reached out to caress Severus Snape's cheek, the surrounding The Death Eaters all seemed terrified.They all saw Harry's expression.

It can no longer be described as twisted, as if a thunderbolt penetrated his five sense organs, and the cold branches ran around, revealing his teeth and saliva.

"Stay away from her, I order you, Snape, did you hear that?!"

No, that was impossible. Snape had broken one of his left arms and his other hand. He was trying hard to support his body and had no strength to make any other movements. Lily gently wiped his cheeks and forehead with her long sleeves, letting the sweat soak the white gauze, and her emerald green eyes were like a gentle sea.

Harry stepped forward, but was stopped by Lily Evans' stern look. She looked like a lioness when she was angry. This was by no means the encounter Harry had imagined. According to the scene he dreamed of, he should be held tightly in his mother's arms, and she would promise over and over in her ears to make up for the lost love of more than ten years.

Harry exclaimed in disbelief: "Mom, why? You don't know how much I miss you. I resurrected you! But why do you want to help him?"

Snape's weary face was bathed in warm relief, and Harry was baffled by his peaceful demeanor.

What is the relationship between this annoying Professor Snape and his mother Lily?

Harry didn't know about the grudges of the previous generation.

But one thing is clear.The resurrected Lily was not Harry's mother, but the thought body in Snape's heart.

He stole mom!

With a surge of rage in Harry's heart, the world began to change before his eyes.The faces of those around them melted like hot wax.

His vision was like a thick veil, and he could vaguely see his mother's dress turning into ashes, her white porcelain body shattering inch by inch, and then a boy's heart-rending scream exploded in his ears, and then There were more shouts, and there were sounds in the atmosphere like many people cracking whips, and black robes were winding on the ground like sewage.

A tragic light burst out, and Harry looked down and saw the death curse exploding from the elder wand in his hand, like a ball of fireworks.

Chain · Avada Kedavra!

Fiend exploded.

The doors and windows of the Dursley's house roared silently in the shrill blue flames.

woo-

The loud train whistle sounded, and Harry suddenly turned his head, and the scene in front of him was distorted in an instant.

The burning Death Eaters quickly retreated, the walls and roofs suddenly blurred, and the ground seemed to be brushed by brushes. Then, a clear sky appeared, a railway track extended from the horizon, and the crimson Hogwarts Express blew its whistle.

woohoo-

The train is about to depart from platform 9.

In an instant, the world changed again, and Harry had not recovered from the violent change just now.

He felt like he was going crazy. The anger, grief, disbelief, doubts about the truth, the fear of being abandoned, and the regret of failure all dissipated in the blink of an eye, but after the emotional tsunami receded, a ruin was revealed.

Harry was genuinely tired.

He didn't even know why he was here. His memory seemed to be broken, and he had forgotten something.

The sky is clear and the winter sun is warm.

The returning students chatted and laughed, their young faces cheerful and carefree.

He wanted to cry right now. But he just stood there and stared.

The sea of ​​people passed through Harry without stopping.

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