HP One More Chance.

At the same time, he would occasionally laugh, but definitely not the kind of smile he is doing now.

Lily looked at him with her green eyes wide open almost in disbelief, "Severus..."

"You know what, I did a really stupid thing."

"Why..." she asked back, "Why did you..."

"Until this moment, until the moment you said 'sorry' to me, I finally understood that you are not her."

When Snape said this, his tone was full of unspeakable sadness and regret, just like the words Lily said to him when she severed friendship and friendship.

——He really wasn't her.

"Lily" is just Lily, and Alice is "Alice".

With such an obvious difference, why was I able to admit my mistake over and over again?

"Sorry, but the one who should apologize is not you, Lily."

He didn't know what else he could say, but he didn't want to tell her more why.

"Severus, I still can't quite admit that you're still my...friend."

Lily turned her face away, lowered her head, folded her hands, as if a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, what you did..."

"Okay, Lily, you don't have to say any more."

He cut her off, "I'm sorry about James, that's all."

——It turned out that when I really wanted to tell my heart from the past, I realized that I had already forgotten what I wanted to say.

"That's all. Knowing that you are living well now, I don't want to appear in front of you again."

——This is what we said in the past, goodbye.

Missed.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he was about to leave, Lily suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand tightly just as he was about to turn around and run away.

So powerful, as if there was a trace of unwilling anger.

"You just leave like this. Have you ever thought that she has been waiting for you all this time?"

Snape stayed where he was, but didn't look back.

So, Lily went on talking to herself:

"Is this really good? Even if we are no longer friends, Alice will be my friend."

She said she was still his friend.

"...So what, it's like you and I have already let go, what else can a 'wicked person' like me do besides letting go of her hand..."

"Stop making up your own mind! Do you think you live only for yourself!?"

Tears immediately filled Lily's eyes, and the excitement prompted her to let go of his hand, almost like shaking off, with such a strong emotion, "What about her... have you ever thought about her..."

Silence fell between them again, but Snape could only close his eyes in pain.

He was suppressing himself, no longer remembering the scene where she would leave him.

But no matter what, he still couldn't do it.

——It's as simple as killing a person, but why is it so much more difficult than killing thousands of people?

"When I realized that my existence was to kill her, I would rather kill everyone including myself than see her die... Does that mean I have completely reduced to what you used to think of as a 'cold-blooded scum' 'Woolen cloth."

"you……"

Lily couldn't speak for a moment, thousands of words seemed to be stuck in her throat.

But Snape didn't care, a wry smile spread over his somewhat thin face:

"In the past, you let go of my hand, and I let go of yours in the same way, but even so, it doesn't mean that I will never love you again in my life, whether you think I'm your friend or not, but I still consider you my friend to this day."

At that time, he, who was so close to her, would not have the courage to say such words.

However, at this time today, he can speak out without any hesitation.

She was no longer his concern now.

"Even if it's just a friend, you love your friend just like you love your relatives—you cherish your friend's mood, isn't that the way it is?"

Unknowingly, tears have slipped from Lily's eyes, leaving light traces of tears.

"I just don't want my friends to leave me one by one..."

"Listen, Lily."

After saying that, Snape turned around, walked in front of her, then bent down, opened his arms, and hugged her trembling:

"Although I hate James, I have always loved you just like James...and I, until now, are just friends..."

After a pause, he finally let her go.That hug lasted only tens of seconds that he thought was enough.

But it was all the time in his life that he could get her so close.

He already knew that Lily was already sobbing.

I don't know why, but at this time, he showed a wry smile.

However, he no longer stayed here, and after putting down a handkerchief embroidered with LE in her hand, he left her side alone.

——That was the handkerchief she had given him many years ago.

Lily probably never imagined that he has been treasured and preserved until now.

"Don't let Alice be me again! Please, don't let her be like me now..."

Taking advantage of the fact that the man hadn't completely disappeared from her sight, she stood up suddenly, pinched the fragile handkerchief firmly in her hand, and shouted this sentence at his back.

Do your best to love someone, if the result is endless loneliness, then why choose to start, and why

Why face a painful end.

She understood, the moment she lost the person she loved.

He got it too.

……

【Forever quietly, gradually stop breathing】

Lose what you love and keep me till my heart goes to despair.

[If the sound of the hour hand stops, the world will end here]

However, your words of praying to the moon are meaningless if nothing becomes a reality.

【If you can't hear your voice, why don't you just kill me】

The icy water began to flood his vision, and the tingling sensation spread to the beating part of the heart along with the thin skin, and his limbs became weaker and weaker.

She held his hand, tightly.

With all the nostalgia in this life, she held his face and kissed him deeply.

The lake seemed bottomless, but the buoyancy of the water would not stop them from falling into the darker and colder abyss.

When Illya invoked her magic and threw them into the water mercilessly, she no longer felt afraid, nor did she struggle any more.

【If it can be realized, go and listen more】

Overflowing from the heart, overlapping your voice, every word was once inlaid with love.

Distant and in a trance.

【If it is a tangible thing, if it is a thing that is gradually collapsing】

I don't need these eyes, even if what I see is death.

It's just that you are by my side, enveloping me in your arms.

The author has something to say: Miss author:

In terms of work, I have written a not-so-good fan story, but in terms of character creation, I have successfully written a character that will make readers feel mixed emotions and even want to kill me. To be honest, the author is very honored recently.

(well, on the author's self-cultivation)

In fact, recently I was brainwashed by the ideological education of the Socialist Party, which made me completely at a loss for the western economic capitalist society

(Miss the author is very busy recently. How should I put it, she is involved in various affairs, and she is also planning to move the dormitory, and she has to attend party classes)

But it doesn't matter, I'm still insisting, continuing to talk about the author's self-cultivation

(A not-so-good but funny example, even if I am Yu Zheng, I will continue to create palaces...that kind of rush)

I always feel that writing this kind of thing, if I just lose my will or idea of ​​writing something just to please the public, it will violate my own principles.

So no matter whether there is any offense or not, please be tolerant

Mr. Author who conceived and provided the draft:

What the author finds interesting is that it makes readers feel that the professor he conceived is really scumbag and has no friends. (Please forgive the author, Mr.)

On the topic that the professor is not worthy of the heroine, it is rumored that when the author is writing the text of the chapter, the author will often say: The professor must be a little bit more scumbag. This is such a chapter that has been rejected ten times or more. (In the later stage, Mr. Author went too far and only provided the English draft for Ms. Author to code the text--)

If you are interested in the writing style of this article, you can go to Miss Author.

Mr. Author is only responsible for creating ideas and updating articles——

☆, 22.1

22.1

Regulus himself didn't expect that since Eve left his London home, these days, he really listened to her and stayed at Hebrew's home obediently, giving up the adventure he had originally planned in his mind.

"No. 13 days."

The quill in his hand scratched a line of writing on the draft paper about the description of the potion formula, and Regulus's absent-mindedness filled the messy handwriting.

——I said, it's been No. 13 days.

"She still hasn't sent any news back?"

He raised his head in a slightly irritable tone and asked Ilya, the maid next to him, again, but what he got in exchange was just shaking his head:

"Miss Eve didn't send me a letter to tell me anything, Mr. Black."

She sighed and glanced at him briefly through the gap in the bookshelf.Looking at the increasingly impatient expression on the other party's face, she actually wanted to tell him that her lady had never been the kind of person who would report her whereabouts to others from beginning to end.

But she didn't say a word, just continued to hold the broom, wandering nonchalantly in front of the huge bookshelf in the Hebrew family's study, sorting out the books on the bookshelf that Blake had messed up these days according to the habit of the usual owner.

"By the way, Mr. Black, lunch is ready, are you sure you want to stay here for the whole noon until the afternoon?"

"Actually, if you don't say this, I still want to stay here until the night. After all, Eve prefers me to be 'like that'."

Regulus replied with a bit of self-deprecation, after saying that, he finally got up and left his seat, and walked quickly to the small dining hall outside the study.However, facing a table of lunch that was already prepared, he stared at it for a long time, but just stood there, not intending to sit down and have a good meal.

It's a good thing that no one is arguing with him at the dinner table, but it's another matter when his habit one day becomes his "not habit".

Illya put down what she was doing, and followed him out, quickly carried the tray from the kitchen, and began to take care of Regulus' meals—anyway, take care of Black's daily life, this is what the lady ordered before she left.

Regarding all the strange behaviors of Regulus recently, she smiled sincerely - after all, she rarely saw such a look on the guests invited by her lady, and now, she would rather Interpret his behavior as "he's worried about her".

"Mr. Black, you should hurry up and eat."

Ilya made a "please" gesture, but she didn't expect that the other party would suddenly reach out and grab her hand tightly:

"Ilya, are you still writing to Eve's father every month to report the situation..."

"What... what?" Illya was obviously a little frightened by his behavior, and she stuttered for a moment, "Yes...but...Mr. Black?"

Her hands trembled a little, and she wanted to break free from his grasp.Such a subtle movement made Regulus immediately realize how rude his actions were just now, so he immediately let go of the hand that restrained Illya.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

"No...it's nothing." Illya's cheeks were a little blushing, she turned her face away, and looked towards the end of the corridor outside the hall intentionally or unintentionally, "...Mr. Black, you said that, I also remember that these two days should There will be a reply letter to send back."

Although she didn't know how Regulus knew that she had actually been communicating with Eve's father and brother in private, she didn't show much.So, after knowing what he wanted to learn from it, she followed his instructions and went to check the mailbox of the Hebrew House for him.

Sure enough, the letter sent a week ago has received the reply she wanted today.

"There is a letter." Illya opened the letter in front of Regulus, "Do you need me to read it?"

"Yeah." Regulus nodded impatiently.

After a pause, Illya took a deep breath, and then slowly began to read the letter for him:

"To Ilya: Thank you for taking care of my daughter's daily life in the past period of time. I learned from your last letter that she has been fine recently. I am deeply relieved and comforted, but... since I received your letter In the seven days since I wrote the letter, I haven't seen Eve return to France's Barton's house, so I don't know the whereabouts of my daughter, and..."

"That's enough." Regulus interrupted the other party to continue reading, "Enough."

Seven full days.

What's more, he has been waiting for her for thirteen days, nearly half a month.

"There is no news at all. Is she just so willful that she doesn't like to talk to others when she does anything?"

Even the questions were omitted, and the opinions expressed in the closing statement from his mouth were completely affirmative.But everyone could hear the anger and displeasure hidden between the lines.

"Mr. Black..."

"Okay, okay, I won't eat, she's not reassuring at all."

"But..." Ilya hurried over, trying to stop Regulus who was about to pick up his coat and put it on, and ran to the street, "Miss Eve has always been..."

"What has always been! She has never been!"

He turned his head and shouted at Illya in an instant, but his eyes showed worry and sadness, "...she is really strange, and the strangest thing is that she actually thinks that I really don't know anything."

His voice was hoarse and choked.

Illya was a little stunned, because she had never seen Regulus lose such a big temper.

Long before departure, the last time he had an argument with her at the dining table, until the final quarrel ended badly, Regulus actually had a strong premonition in his heart that her heart must be planning something, and Never hide it from anyone.

If he who lives with her every day doesn't know what she thinks, then who will stop her almost crazy behavior in the end.

"It was she who said 'goodbye' to me, she said..."

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"Don't go to her—Alice Miku, even if you and I know she's back, I just want to beg you, don't go to her, otherwise... this time, you will really lose your life And even I can't..."

"Wait, Eve, what are you talking about." He grabbed her backhand and asked her, "Wait, did you know something? But why did you..."

"……I have no idea."

She shook off his hand, turned her face away with some shame, turned around and picked up the coat she put on the chair without saying a word:

"It's time, I'm leaving, we won't talk anymore..."

"Eve!"

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"Mr. Black! Wait!"

But obviously, at this moment, Ilya couldn't stop him even if she wanted to, so she could only let him go without looking back, and rushed out.

The door of the Hebrew house was slammed shut, and a gust of wind slipped in the moment the door was opened and closed, driving the copper wind chimes on both sides of the corridor to ring non-stop.

"...Where are you going?"

Looking at the direction where Regulus' back disappeared for a long time, she could only sigh softly in the end.

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In fact, he has always felt very abnormal.

Since he came to the Muggle world two years ago as a patient, he received the healing technique from the Hebrew family, which was once one of the best in the magic world, at Eve Hebrew's house. Over the years, he has almost been following the situation in front of him. A young but indescribably sophisticated girl "retires" here.But he never understood why she, who is so indifferent to worldly affairs, would agree to save him because of an agreement with Alice, and because of his words of worrying about others, she would re-enter the world that she had never planned in this life. One more step—for her, the magical world full of sadness and malice.

She was always doing things that seemed extremely contradictory to him.

Although he has been doing these contradictory things since he met her - stay and leave.

But the reason why he has never thought of leaving her side for so long is not only because she is a doctor and he is a patient, but also because he had an agreement with her when his brother sent him here that day , Regulus Black must stay here, without her permission, he cannot leave easily.

—— "I agree to your brother's request to treat you, on the premise that you have to stay here and not return to Alice at will."

But that's not the point.

When he couldn't get involved in the affairs of the magic world and was extremely anxious about Alice's affairs, even if Eve didn't agree with him returning to Alice, without her intervention, perhaps the reconciliation would not have been as smooth that day. Dumbledore negotiated for an unexpected and stable ending for everyone.

He knew that it would be very risky for Eve to go back to the magic world.

——"But it's better for me to go than you. If I go back there, at most, there will be troubles since then, but I won't lose my life; but if you go back by yourself, maybe your life will come soon." This is the end, nothing can be changed and you will die."

At that time, she said that to him like that, her eyes were full of sophistication and profundity that he couldn't guess.

He thought she was born to be such a strong person—this is the same as Alice, but after getting along with her day by day, he realized that Eve Hebrew, after all, was just a person who was afraid of sleeping alone at a gloomy night Just an ordinary girl.

Because of a sudden roar at night, she would be terrified and sleepless all night, hiding beside his bed and curling up in a corner, terrified.As she said, even casting a sound-blocking spell on herself before going to bed will have no effect, because the terrible voice will still penetrate into her ears from the bottom of her heart, crawl into her brain, and torture herself constantly.

From then on, he began to realize that her heart might be more riddled with holes than his own.He was even more convinced of this when she later opened up to him about the past:

"Since I was a child, my father and my brother were rarely around me. After realizing that I had inherited her magic, my mother deliberately took me away from Muggles. So, after my mother passed away, I became myself Living in that place of refuge... Whenever I have to go to the street during the day, I will be regarded as a 'son of the witch' by unknowing neighbors and treat each other coldly. Oh, look... Merlin knows me My mother tried so hard to hide herself and tried her best to treat people as an ordinary doctor, but in the end she only received this kind of treatment... You can't even imagine that getting injured is a common thing, and children of the same age are treated as different... But, fortunately, I met Ilya and her mother later, and, after that, many things happened... I came to this place where no one knows me, but I relied on the medical skills my mother gave me , and also became a doctor, and managed to survive without dying in the Muggle world."

"You don't hate them? Muggles treat you like this, but you stay in their world." Regulus asked her.

When she heard this question, she smiled sarcastically at first, and then she seemed a little sad but insisted: "Even if I am a magic healer who was once injured by Muggles and became a wounded person, a real healer will never treat anyone The wounded are left to die because, at heart, we are only human no matter what world we live in."

He didn't know if this was the reason why she vaguely told him from another angle why she never went back to the magic world after she grew up, but at least, because of her words, he finally made up his mind completely, no matter what Anyway, he finally chose to stay.

"You are a doctor, Eve. You are the 'doctor' who is truly a doctor among the doctors I have ever seen."

Of course, she didn't refute his words, "I don't want to be humble, after all, you are still my patient."

Perhaps, at that time, he just wanted to ask her: Then, after healed your patient with all his strength, who will take care of your own injury?

——Who can save you.

"Instead of letting someone else replace the favor I owe you, it's better to let me stay and do chores for you, and 'pay off the debt' by the way, it's simpler and more straightforward."

If that saves the other person a little bit.

——It seems that the two of them will be together logically.

"You speak as if you were born to owe me something."

Eve joked, "Rael, there are some things that we don't need to figure out too clearly, otherwise... I always feel that living like this is too tiring."

--do you understand.

"Eve, please, don't disappear."

Panting, he ran down the street, passed through crowds of Muggles, and went straight to the platform station that could go to Hogwarts, passing through the wall.

It's almost too late.

"hurry up……"

Hurry up.As if this would catch the nearest train to where she was.

But who knows, will it be in vain again this time?

"wait for me……"

don't go.

The author has something to say: the first update.

This chapter focuses on Little R.

I am researching the reason for being locked ~ requesting to point out

☆, 22.2

Inside Hogwarts, it was as serene and peaceful as ever.

On the low table, a pair of porcelain cups were placed neatly.In the cup, the tea with the habit of adding ten spoons of honey was drained, leaving a small golden spoon shining brightly in the saucer, feeling a little lonely and deserted.

"I heard that Sirius has been staying at the Auror training ground recently?"

The low voice from the old man sounded slowly, Dumbledore calmly waved his hand from under the shelf, summoned his Phoenix Fawkes, let it stand on his arm, and then walked slowly to the visitor who was sitting in the middle of the reception room— — Beside Lily Potter, whom I haven't seen for a long time.

He would ask this question, maybe out of daily greetings, maybe out of other intentions, but Lily didn't want to speculate on anything.

Lily, who visited today, was wearing a beautiful floral red dress—I don’t know how long it has passed, she finally stopped wearing only black clothes, and dressed herself a little more energetically like she used to do when she was a student. Long red hair to match.

"I thought you wouldn't mention these things today..." She sighed softly, "But, anyway, you know what's going on."

He still feels guilty to this day, even though what happened that day has nothing to do with him - Sirius Black is such a person.Regarding the departure of his best brother James Potter in the past, he still refuses to get rid of the shadow left by this incident.

"Although he has never mentioned James in front of me, I still know that he still cares about it and never let it go."

Even if it was her, she still felt sad when she mentioned this matter today, let alone Sirius.

"It's been two years... Unknowingly, I always feel a little too quiet."

After listening to Lily's words, Dumbledore sighed, shook his head, turned around and came to the water mirror he usually used to foresee something, and saw that there was a reflection on the calm water surface because of his appearance, and the black shadow fell into the water, Some said with concern:

"Those children, it seems that they haven't lived in peace in the past two years..."

"They?" Lily turned her head and frowned and asked, "Who?"

"who."

Unexpectedly, Dumbledore kept it secret on purpose, and hesitated to say anything, with a kind smile that I don't know if it's true or not, "If she hadn't exchanged identities with you back then, today, maybe the blooming flowers beside your grave If you fold off the lilies, there will be a bouquet full."

When Lily heard this sentence at first, she was really surprised—she didn't expect that Dumbledore would suddenly change the subject at this moment, and mention Alice Miku, who exchanged identities with her that day.

——It was none other than her, Alice Miku.

However, after thinking about it seriously, she finally sighed helplessly together, lowered her head and showed a wry smile:

"Perhaps, you are right, but... Today, in another person's heart, missing may make the blue iris bloom likewise... Who knows."

No one can see through such things, because the future is so strange and unknown to each other.

Of course she knew it, after all, no matter who he or she was, everyone was so dedicated to the one they loved.

For a long time, when both of them were silent, she stood up suddenly, stared at Dumbledore's back, paused for a while, then as if she had made up her mind, she asked again:

"Actually, you have also noticed that what happened two years ago will not let everything in the past end so easily today."

She knew that he knew what he was talking about, especially as the headmaster of Hogwarts, the greatest white mage recognized in the wizarding world - how could Albus Dumbledore not know.Just as she has been waiting for this question in her heart for two full years, but now she has become impatient to know the real answer.

"My dear Lily, long time no see. When you return to this familiar campus, is that all you want to say to me?"

Of course Dumbledore didn't mean to blame his students, but she still read a sense of oppression from his words, oppressive and obscure.

"No, she saved me and Harry too," Lily shook her head and clenched her hands together, "...but everyone knows that as long as she doesn't die for a day, she is destined to die in the darkness forever." the enemy."

Although she herself realized that it was impossible for her to do anything for the people who sacrificed for her in the past, but she did not give up, because she had already regarded them as her friends in her heart, unique.So, after knowing the established ending, she still hopes that she can change something.

She could feel that in the magical world she was in now, some power was quietly rising, and this power happened to be directed at them.Therefore, in the seemingly peaceful days, everything has become less peaceful.

"Although I can't make predictions, my heart has become more and more disturbed recently, Principal Dumbledore."

She closed her eyes, and said with some worry, "Even Harry has been crying for no reason recently... I think, maybe even he has noticed something, what is about to happen...maybe something bad. "

"So?" Dumbledore turned back, smiled at her, and walked to the bookshelf as if looking for something, "Then, are you afraid that the darkness around her will swallow her up, or are you afraid that she will eventually Incarnate into darkness, maybe it will devour us?"

"But she was alone all the time, Headmaster Dumbledore,"

Lily couldn't help getting a little excited, and blurted out without thinking, "She...she's still alone now."

--I worry……

But her nervousness failed to make the other party nervous in the end.On the contrary, Dumbledore continued to maintain a calm look. After taking a book from the shelf, he walked over, and with Lily's more puzzled expression, he handed the book in her hand:

"So what? If that's the case, why worry about it? As long as she is alive, there will always be shadows behind her. Of course, as long as she is still standing in the sun, with Merlin on top, there will always be the most dazzling shadows." The light protects her."

Dumbledore said so earnestly.After Lily took his book, looking at the cover with nothing written on it, she raised her head and asked him in puzzlement:

"This is……"

"Lily, if you have to do something, it's not impossible to do anything," Dumbledore said while reaching out and stroking Fox's tail feathers, smoothing it to match her hair color The same fiery red feather, "There is one thing that only you are suitable to do at present..."

"what?"

"Go and find Sirius for me, and send a message for me."

"What do you want to say to him?" Lily had an unexpected look on her face, "But he..."

"it does not matter,"

Dumbledore suddenly reached out to his student and patted her on the shoulder as in the past, expressing his unique trust:

"Tell him... just let him take this book in his hand, go to a place, find someone, and do one thing for me. At the most critical moment, the situation that was set before may... because of it The appearance of a key person reversed this."

"Principal..." Lily's face suddenly darkened.

But the other party seemed to have expected her reaction after hearing this. At least, everything is still under his control, so he never seemed overly worried.

"Lily, although the future will not be particularly merciful to everyone, everyone has the right to choose their own future. The existence of justice, in the final analysis, is only to protect their right to choose their own future."

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【"Don't go..."】

In the distant dream, the words once, all the lost time and feelings that turned into quicksand, were wasted.

——Standing in front of death, we are so insignificant.

She used to think that everything ended there, and Alice Miku, after she finally fulfilled her own destiny, for the family, for the one she loves, and for herself, she will end all of this with her own hands and then die silently.

but.

No matter how unwilling she was, she still woke up unknowingly, her consciousness gradually recovered, but her eyelids were so heavy that she could hardly open them.

"..."

- What time is it?Where?

How long has it been?

In a vague consciousness, she got up groggyly, propped herself up by the wall behind the bench, and then landed on both feet, little by little, dragging her own heavy footsteps to this dark place Outside the dark space.

She habitually walked towards places with light, although the light she hadn't seen for a long time made her feel very glaring, and her brain still ached.

The air filled with the smell of blood rushed towards her face as she approached the light source, making her feel nauseous for a moment.Accidentally, she knocked over a small glass bottle at her feet, and with a bang, the cold liquid fell to the floor, and the smell of alcohol suddenly rose, stimulating her sensitive nerves that had just recovered.

This strange sound in the silence made the person who was packing up his things methodically under the light source suddenly turn his head and look behind him vigilantly:

"Who..." Lucius asked coldly, and after seeing the person clearly, he was a little surprised, "A...Alice?"

He immediately put down the things in his hands, walked quickly to her, supported her weakly, and took her to a chair beside her to sit down.

Seeing her haggard face and cloudy blue eyes that lost their radiance, like an iris that has lost its nutrients and is facing withering and withering after dawn, his heart suddenly throbbed, and he sighed with surprise and regret at the same time.

——Lavin, once so proud and aloof