Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

The waiting time was so long that Harry couldn't calm down at all standing in front of Sebastian's office door. He paced back and forth like an ant on hot pot.

In the second memory, there were three people at the scene, his mother, Professor Snape, and Professor Swann standing against the wall.

Since he couldn't get this memory from the first two people, his only chance lay with Professor Swan.

It would be difficult to succeed if you ask directly. After all, Professor Swann is very reluctant to let me see the conflicts of their generation. Every time he brings it up, he says that the conflicts of the older generation have nothing to do with me and that I don't need to care.

Therefore, I must think carefully about what to say later, so that Professor Swann can take out the memory and show it to me.

Just as Harry was organizing his words, the door behind him was opened from the inside.

"Come in, Harry," Sebastian greeted gently, "You look a little bit down. Are you troubled by something? Or are you stressed out by the deadline for Occlumency? Have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten." Harry lied slightly. He really didn't want to admit that he hadn't had breakfast. He had so many things on his mind that he had no appetite at all.

Moreover, based on his understanding of Sebastian, if he didn't have breakfast, then milk and bread would be indispensable, and they must be eaten without negotiation. How could he wait?

"Professor Swan, I have mastered Occlumency and I would like you to check it out."

"Really? You finished practicing it in just one day yesterday? Then I'd have to take a closer look." Sebastian curled his lips and pointed his wand at Harry.

"Ready, did you really have breakfast just now? 3-2-1, Legilimency!"

Scenes flashed by, and Sebastian saw Harry coming to the Great Hall, drinking a full glass of milk, and then eating two croissants with a fried egg.

Sure, this guy! Sebastian nodded.

Harry had clearly deceived him just now. After all, that kind of emotional fluctuation could not be faked. But under his Legilimency, there was not even a flaw.

In other words, if I hadn't learned Ravenclaw's emotional magic, this kid Harry would have really fooled me.

Sebastian's attitude was much more serious. He checked Harry's memory maze, and kept stimulating him with verbal stimulation and asking leading questions, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

"Yes, you have passed the Occlumency test. I promise to let you join the plan to deal with the mysterious man."

"Professor," Harry said anxiously, without showing any joy, "You said at the beginning that whoever succeeds first between me and Malfoy will be granted a request by you. I want to redeem it now."

"You say," Sebastian smiled, "I'll try to satisfy you."

Harry gritted his teeth, looked into Sebastian's eyes and pleaded, "I want to see a memory related to my mother, the memory of her rejecting Professor Snape in front of the Gryffindor common room."

Sebastian was slightly stunned when he heard Harry's request.

Oh my god, it turns out he was waiting for me here. No wonder the young man was so worried and didn’t seem excited at all when he heard about dealing with the mysterious man.

But, where did you get this news? And you said it with all the details, as if you had seen it with your own eyes.

The only people present at the time were himself, Severus, and Lily; even Mia was not there.

Could it be that Severus let the cat out of the bag?

Sebastian sat up straight: "I need to know the reason. After all, the protagonist of this memory is not only your mother, but also Severus."

this......

Harry lowered his head, not quite sure how to start.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally opened his mouth with difficulty and told Snape's memory in detail about what happened yesterday.

"Professor..." Harry's voice was filled with tears. "I don't want to believe that my father is that kind of person. I really can't understand how my father and mother got together, even though my mother hated him so much at the time."

"The only clue now is that memory. I want to know why my mother and Professor Snape separated and why my mother's attitude is so resolute."

"I'm about to go crazy because of this. Please, Professor, tell me something. Otherwise, I don't know how to face Professor Snape in the future."

Seeing Harry in pain, Sebastian sighed deeply.

"Ah... the situation is really complicated. I don't want to talk about it anymore, but it has become a knot in your heart. So let me show you from my perspective."

As he spoke, he took out a meditation basin from the traceless stretching bag, then put his wand against his temple and extracted several silver-white memories from it.

"Harry, this is the Pensieve, an alchemical tool that can be used to store and view memories. Reach out and gently touch the liquid in the basin."

After a trance, Harry came to the Gryffindor common room again and saw Snape with a haggard face and his mother's face full of determination as she said those hurtful words.

"Why, Lily?" Snape wanted to grab Lily's hand, but she dodged it easily. "You know, I never discriminate against Muggles, nor do I agree with the idea of ​​pure-blood supremacy. I have cut off contact with Avery and his people at school."

"It was not my intention to join the Death Eaters. I was just unlucky to meet the You-Know-Who and was forced to join his team."

Death Eaters!!!

The word hit Harry's brain like a hammer.

How is it possible that Professor Snape is a Death Eater? !

Then why did he get close to me and be so nice to me?

Lowering your guard will make it easier for Voldemort to capture you in the future?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Harry stretched out his right hand and slapped himself hard.

Better than beasts!

Professor Snape's care for me was real and could not be faked, and now I knew clearly why he was so nice to me, it was all for my mother.

What's more, Professor Swann and Aunt Mia had assured Professor Snape that he should never have such thoughts.

"Lily, you should understand me. If I don't agree to the mysterious man, I will never see you again. I am just pretending to be nice to him and I won't do anything seriously for him."

"Severus," Lily smiled bitterly, "I'm really glad that you're alive, but there really is no future between us."

Snape looked desperate and said with difficulty: "Reason? I want to know why?"