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Gryffindor's life is spent chasing the past and getting closer to the present.The imprint of the past cannot be erased on him, and the magnificent reality follows him like a shadow.Ms. Snape, who moved to take care of him, gave him a good introduction to the current living conditions of wizards and Muggles.The growing power of Muggles and the stagnation of wizards both startled Gryffindor.He felt that he had to change everything, at least make the wizard aware of it, but he didn't know how.

He tried to talk to Malfoy once, and was surprised to find that Malfoy didn't know nothing about Muggles.But Malfoy was tight-lipped, and so were the other pure-bloods from his hints.The current headmaster of Hogwarts, Mr. Dumbledore, still thinks that Muggles are vulnerable.

He is worried.Muggles' technology is advancing rapidly, and perhaps soon, Muggles will rely on their own technology to become like wizards.There was nothing strange about magic anymore, and wizards would have nowhere to stand.It could be worse, Gryffindor thought.The future will become like the Middle Ages, where wizards become aliens, being excluded, hunted down, and slaughtered.Back then, the Knights had severely injured the wizards, and it took more than ten years to reach an armistice agreement.For peace, wizards also paid the price of isolation.Now Muggles are getting stronger, and wizards are getting nowhere.If ordinary people discover the existence of wizards again, if there is another witch hunt, Gryffindor doesn't know how it will end.

Judging from the technological development of Muggles, it may not take long for ordinary people to really be able to enter and exit Diagon Alley at will.

Now, he really doesn't know who is being protected by the "Magic Secrecy Act" that evolved from that armistice agreement.But he still had a little hope.

The descendants of Slytherin are gradually gaining power.Gryffindor thought of the wisdom and consistent prudence of Slytherin uniting German and French wizards to defeat the British Holy See, and always felt that he could still look forward to some reforms.But it didn't take long for him to start to feel disappointed.

The man was so engrossed in pure-blood glory that he hadn't looked at the Muggle issue at all.Gryffindor thought for a long time and still refused to reveal his identity.He's just a kid now, and even if he were Godric Gryffindor, he wouldn't get much credit.

He always thought of Slytherin.He'd been back to Hogwarts a few times, and everything about that place was bringing back his memories.The four of them refurbished and arranged this place together, and he simply didn't know how to ignore the shadow of Rhys Lightning in every corner.Time didn't work its magic on him as it should.Gryffindor sometimes felt that his old soul had been forced into this young body, robbing him of the ability to let go of the past.

In this state of mind, Gryffindor spent several years living comfortably.Eileen Snape was a gentle and insightful woman, and her son, Severus Snape, was a very special child.Now Gryffindor often sees only the Malfoy family, Snape mother and son, and among these few people, he is the only one who doesn't know the true identity of Gryffindor.The only friend Gryffindor had here was him.

Today was the last Hogsmeade week before Christmas, and Snape appeared in front of the two-story building where Gryffindor currently lived.

"Mother," Snape walked up the steps and knocked on the door.

He felt very happy that his mother had finally moved out of that family two years ago and lived in Hogsmeade.He could see her every Hogsmeade week after his third year, and stay there during the winter and summer breaks.After the day Lucius notified him, he never heard any news about his father.He and his mother kept silent about this tacitly, forgetting that person far away.He suspected that his mother still came home from time to time, but he still didn't say anything.Last summer when Lucius graduated from Hogwarts, Severus had to bear the malice of the "four stupid lions" alone, but this gathering gave him greater compensation.Irene vaguely sensed something, but Severus refused to speak.So Irene began to teach him some simple black magic bit by bit.

"Sev, you're here," Irene said happily as she opened the door.

They went into the living room and sat with Gryffindor in front of the fireplace.

"Good afternoon, Rick," Severus greeted with a smile.

The elf brought some snacks and black tea, and the three discussed it, planning to go to the store after afternoon tea.

It would have been a lovely afternoon were it not for the sudden arrival of the owl.

The only adult reached out to open the window for the owl to fly in, handed him a muffin, and unwrapped the parchment from its foot.At this time, she was a little surprised to find that there was a secrecy spell on the parchment.It was not a regular spell cast by nobles out of caution, but black magic with a designated reader.She also realized that this was not a letter for him. "Your letter," she said briskly, handing it to Godric Gryffindor.

"Mine?" Gryffindor took the letter, opened it, glanced at it, and let out a childish exclamation.

Snape didn't ask whose letter it was, but a look of curiosity crossed his face.

"Dumbledore invited me to dinner," Gryffindor made up an excuse.After getting acquainted with a few people who were born in Slytherin, he felt more and more that sometimes it was very useful to tell a little lie, but unfortunately he couldn't always be as tight as they were.

"Oh, he always has some unexpected activities." Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, with a clear expression on his face, "I don't believe it, but I don't care about it."

Well, I'm still getting a little better.It seemed, Gryffindor thought, that he would never be able to tell a lie as well as these Slytherins.

"Mr Gryffindor:

My father was seriously ill, so I hurried to Malfoy Manor, and the letter was the key to the door.

Lucius Malfoy"