HP's Impassable Time

"I remember I said bring Lily over here."

Voldemort was irritatingly pacing the living room of another of Malfoy's hidden estates, which he'd moved to since Lucius' capture in Azkaban.

Kneeling at his feet was Snape in a black robe. It was clearly in the morning, but the sky outside the window was covered with clouds, and the living room was extremely dark. Nagini was also a little irritable, as if infected by Voldemort's emotions.

It slid uneasily on the cold floor, sometimes bringing down a chair or something else, and its thick body smashed the furniture into a pile of tatters.

"Master, I..."

"Don't tell me any reason, Severus." Voldemort lowered his head with his bare feet and reached out to lift Snape's drooping head. "I don't have the patience to listen to them now."

The little girl Nagini gave up destroying the shattered furniture, surrounded Snape, and kept opening her mouth at him, showing her sharp teeth threateningly.

"Nagini!" Although Voldemort was very irritable, he knew it was not time to let Nagini be willful.

"Phil, he hid Phil, I want Phil." Nagini said irritably, turning his huge head to Voldemort.

"I know, I know, I feel her soul, somewhere."

Snape watched calmly as Voldemort and Nagini communicated in Parseltongue, a voice he could always hear when Lily and Rusha were chatting.

Maybe it's because he has been a double agent for a long time, and he is afraid of death and longs for death at the same time.

That's why he remained calm even though Voldemort was obviously angry.

"Severus, tonight, I want to see Lily standing in front of me." Voldemort said to Snape after communicating with Nagini.

Snape raised his head, looked into Voldemort's eyes and said, "I don't think Lily has anything particularly worthy of Master's attention. Should we target the Order of the Phoenix now..."

"Severus, I know you miss your little lover, don't worry, I won't kill her, but there are some things that need to be confirmed," Voldemort stood up, walking back and forth with bare feet, "Yes, just to confirm ,Making sure."

At this point Voldemort seemed to have gone mad.

He paced nervously up and down the hall, occasionally stopping in front of Snape.

"Evening, no! At noon, or... now! Yes! Right now, leave and bring Lily to see me!"

"That day at the Ministry of Magic, yes, on Lily, I felt her, just not quite sure, you said she was unconscious and let me wait, now!" He stopped in front of Snape again, and Snape bowed his head. He turned his head just in time to see his pale feet.

"Now, I don't want to wait any longer."

"Immediately! Bring her to see me immediately!"

But Voldemort was obviously going to be disappointed. Lily was already on her way to Little Hangleton. Maybe she was a bit out of touch with the times, but wizards always had the means to get news, especially for ordinary people.

When asked to pass the small bag through the security check, Lily cast a confusion spell on the security officer, and the security check only used a metal detector to scan it and let her pass.

Now she was on the train to Little Hangleton, looking out the window at the receding trees, marveling at the development of transportation, when she had only traveled in tanks and fighter jets.

The thrill and freedom of jumping directly from the sky is really wonderful.

She flexed her wrist again.The soft radioactive elements in the wrist bones are also the reason why she can no longer transform into Obscure, and the reason why she can't cast [Apparition].

She clenched her fists, her bones crunching.

The milky white wand has hardly left her since she got it, and it is rarely even put back in the pouch.

This feeling of holding the scepter gave her more sense of security and accomplishment.

She thought of Feng again.

A long time ago, that handsome man was a pervert who always liked to leave half a sentence behind. He thought he didn't know, but he knew everything.

She never had a birthday, only Feng brought her a big chocolate cake on October 31st, and she didn't even remember that she was born in October.

Unlike Lily, she closed herself up after being bullied a few times, and she didn't even remember her childhood clearly.

When she was young, before she was sent to the Wall orphanage in England, she was raised by adoptive parents in Germany. Her biological mother was a beautiful woman with golden eyes, but she couldn't remember the specific appearance. up.

The woman would come to play with her from time to time, but only a few times, and then she never appeared again. She once overheard the late-night conversations of her adoptive parents.

"Let's send her away!" said the adoptive mother, her voice trembling as she leaned against her adoptive father's arms.

"But she'll find it, and she'll go crazy if she doesn't see it."

The adoptive father was a little hesitant, but hesitation meant that he was considering the adoptive mother's proposal.

"She won't come, they're fighting, maybe... maybe she's dead, that's why I won't come to see her, it's been more than a year, if she's alive, she won't stop coming."

"What you said makes sense." The voice of the adoptive father also began to tremble, and the two of them seemed to be talking about something confidential, and the voice became smaller and smaller.

"We moved and sent her to another country so that the woman can't find us and she can't find us and everything will be fine and we can go back to our normal lives."

"she……"

"You don't know," the adoptive mother broke down, "she looked at me yesterday as if she wanted to kill me, she! She is like a monster, let's send her away! Please..."

Then came the low sobs of the adoptive mother, and the comforting voice of the adoptive father.

"Phil, it's time to stop, Sha!"

Phil woke up from the memory, and saw a simple house outside the car, several people were getting up to take their luggage, and the voice of the station announcement came from outside the car.

"Passengers and friends, please note that the train has arrived at Little Hangleton Station. Passengers who need to get off the train, please take your belongings and prepare to get off the train..."

Phil didn't have any big luggage, so he got out of the car with ease.

After leaving the station, Phil asked a lot of people, but they all said that they didn't know where Gunter's house was, or even if there was anyone with the last name Gunter nearby.

Squatting on the side of the road, Phil first picked up a piece of hay in his mouth and stared into the distance, then lay down in the green field and looked at the sky.

At this time, it was summer, the sky was very blue, and there were white and soft clouds floating on it, which was what I was most looking forward to seeing.

And now he can finally stare at this piece of blue without any restraint, and breathe the air called freedom.

It's just that people who want to see can't see it.

Little brother, have you ever regretted it?Promise that strange man to leave the orphanage?leave me?

Phil clutched his chest. What was hurting there? Unlike the heart-piercing pain throughout his body during the transformation, the pain was only on the left chest, like a thousand arrows piercing through the heart.

"Little girl, what's the matter with you?"

Perhaps Phil was in too much pain, and she was already curled up on the grass at this time.

An old lady passing by stepped forward and patted her on the back. The wound on Phil's back left scars, at least not yet completely faded.

"It's nothing." Phil sat up awkwardly enduring the pain, but his face was still pale.

"Look at your pale face, come to my house and have a cup of hot cocoa! Eat something, I guarantee you will get better."

The old lady stood up, as if she didn't care about Phil's unreasonableness, and walked back to the right path tremblingly. The road was a dirt road, but it was still relatively smooth under the pressure of the wheels.

Phil hesitated and followed, maybe the older people would have some news.

Up to a small house, although the house is small, it is very warmly furnished, and the old lady lives here alone.

She has been busy working for a long time and nothing has come out, but Phil couldn't see it and helped, heating the cocoa to a boil, and then pouring it into two mugs.

After finishing the work, Phil was a little dazed, these are not things she knows.

"People are old and useless." The old lady sat tremblingly on the chair, sighed and asked with a smile, "You are not from here! What are you doing here?"

"I was looking for a Gaunt family, but I asked around. No one knew of such a family."

"Nonsense!" The old lady took a sip of cocoa and said forcefully, "How could they not know, they knew that the young master of the Riddle family and the daughter of the Gaunt family had a big scandal at that time!"

Then she seemed to be caught in some kind of perfect memory, "I still remember the young master of the Riddle family, he is so handsome."

"Riddle?" Phil remembered that his little brother's name was Riddle, so what about Marvolo?what is it

"Do you know where they live? Or the names of their children or something!"

"I don't remember. It's been too long. If you go to the other side of the valley, you should be able to see that house—Gaunt's old house. We never go close to it. They say there are ghosts there."

The old lady made a frightening expression on the child.

Phil giggled, the old lady's expression was so funny.

"Thank you, I'm leaving." Phil left some chocolates for the old lady, and then went to the other side of the so-called valley.

The old lady looked at Phil's untouched cup of hot cocoa on the table, and then turned to look at Phil who had already walked out of the yard.

Keep drinking her drink.

As soon as Phil went out, he walked towards the other side of the valley that the old lady said, and then—

She is fascinated!road!up!

She searched for a long time at the other end of the so-called valley, but found nothing. In the past, when performing missions, the plane would drop herself directly to the destination, and then she would be taken back by others after the battle.

Although she doesn't like the word recycling very much, she has to admit that she will be recycled every time the task is completed, so she doesn't have to find the location by herself.

If you can find someone, even a child, you can go out here by yourself.

Phil sat down in the valley, surrounded by tall trees and no one, suddenly she remembered something.

"Little cutie, cutie, don't sleep, help me find my way."

Phil nodded Rusha's head wrapped around his arm.

"That's rude, Sand!"

Shasha unwrapped it, swam down to the ground, and got into the grass.

Lily sat there bored, resting her chin, waiting for Rusha to return.

The waiting process was boring anyway, and just as Phil was about to fall asleep, a rustling sound sounded from the grass on her left, and Phil tightened her hand holding the wand.

She looked a little nervously at the place where the sound came from, and a gray and green head popped out.

"Oh! Shasha, you startled me."

"Lily's words won't scare me. She will definitely laugh and say that I'm stupid and pretending to be mysterious, but she has already seen through everything. Sha!"

Rusha seemed to be talking about something happy, and her tone was full of joy.

Phil pouted, noncommittal.

"Lily will not let herself get lost at all, she will be ready for everything, and she will not start acting with a name."

"You know Lily well? But why haven't I heard her talk about you, Sha!"

"Not everyone can be as happy as Lily," Phil seemed very talkative. This was the first time she seriously discussed Lily's affairs with Sasha. Sasha always felt that Phil didn't like Lily very much.

"You? Like Lily? Sha!" Shasha climbed onto Phil's arm.

"Yes! I like Lily so much that I can do anything for her." Phil turned his head back and stroked Rusha's body gently.

She seemed not in a hurry to find a way out, "The first time I appeared was because of Lily's magic riot. When I was three years old, she destroyed the entire room. She looked so cute and distressed when she was at a loss. gone."

Phil looked up at the dimming sky and said: "I don't know why, it seems that I was born to protect her and replace her when she was at a loss. That is a sense of mission that surpasses everything. This sense of mission makes me pay more attention to her, and blocks all the ways for her to know me."

"My existence is not known to Lily, and I don't want to be known to Lily. Those are too dark, and Lily will not be able to bear it." Phil continued, "After escaping from there, I lost all previous dreams. Pulling into my memory, I hope to give her the life she wants again, but it seems that her life is not perfect, so I will appear again."

"It's ironic. I tried everything I could to save Lily's life, but the result was that she retreated into a corner that I couldn't reach."

"I don't know when she will be able to feel everything in the outside world again. Therefore, while I am still here, I will live well, try to construct some memories that Lily can accept, and then wait for her."

Phil stood up and patted the dust off his body, "Let's go!"

Shasha came back so late on purpose, it was just a little dissatisfied with Phil, anyway, finding a way out later would not have any substantial impact on anyone, but it could cause Phil's displeasure, and that was enough.

Apparently Phil knew this too.

Shasha corrected Phil's direction from time to time, and finally when the night fell completely.

One person and one snake stood in front of the dilapidated old house.

"Wow!"

“The house is nice!”

Looking at the dilapidated old house in front of him that looked like it was about to collapse, Phil could only use these words to evaluate.

Do the so-called nobles or ancient families live in such strange places?

It looks -- really uninhibited!