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The next day they decided to re-check their memories of some big events, which was a bit awkward for Gryffindor, given his past relationship with Slytherin.After finishing a morning class, he went to the Forbidden Forest to ask Slytherin to have lunch with them as they agreed in the morning.The latter intends to spend the morning chatting with the centaur.

Gryffindor waited for a while at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest, the sunlight fell on him finely through the gaps in the branches and leaves.It didn't take long for him to see Slytherin coming out of the Forbidden Forest, holding two small packages tied with straw ropes in his hands, and holding a large crystal bottle containing a silver liquid in his arms.Those few things still seemed a bit bulky for a five-year-old child, and Slytherin dragged them forward with difficulty, and one of the packages bumped against his right leg from time to time.

Gryffindor walked over to take the package in his hand, let him hold the bottle, and asked, "What is it?"

"Blood and fur voluntarily donated by unicorns," Slytherin replied cheerfully, "but it can't be shrunk."

"The centaurs have always been generous to you," Gryffindor responded, whenever unicorn stuff was hard to come by, "do they still recognize you?"

"Well, it did scare them," the Slytherin replied after him.

The two put the things back in the dormitory and added two spells, but when they arrived at the dining room, most of the classmates had already left.Slytherin had just picked a seat and sat down when a plate of baked snails appeared on the plate in front of him, a glass was filled with orange juice, and a bread plate and a glass of lemonade appeared on the table.

Severus Snape, who was eating the fruit, saw everything.He raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little suspicious.He and Gran have known each other for several years.He had expected Grann to meet him sometime after school started, after refusing him or his mother to accompany him to Diagon Alley to buy necessities.He'd been at the school for several years anyway, and he could still be of help even though Grantham was at Ravenclaw.

But yesterday he learned from several students who had always been close to Malfoy that a mysterious five-year-old had appeared in Gran's dormitory.Then he remembered that Gran was also five years old when he first met them.He has always been suspicious of Gran's origin. As far as he knows, and according to what his mother said, the Malfoy family has always been an only child, and there is no possibility of a distant cousin appearing at all.

So who will this child be?He narrowed his eyes slightly, this child may be a breakthrough to unravel the life experiences of these two people.He had to admit that although Gran was his friend, Gran's behavior of never mentioning his life experience made him a little angry, and also a little alert and afraid.Judging from the attitudes of Malfoy and his mother, only he didn't know.This irritated him a little.

Severus scooped himself another spoonful of fruit salad, glancing at the two of them now and then.Not long after, the five-year-old suddenly turned his head to look at him, and the cold vigilance in his eyes surprised him.

"What's wrong?" Gryffindor asked, and the sudden movement of Slytherin made him look that way too.

He saw Severus.So he explained. "Salazar, that's a student I know," Gryffindor said, and he handed the lemonade to the Slytherin who was about to rinse his mouth after two mouthfuls. "Can you stop spitting the water out?" ", he looked around and found no usable cups.

Slytherin looked at Gryffindor in protest with a mouthful of lemonade, and then drew a line in the air with his wand, "It's impossible now".He picked up his glass, tapped it with his wand to make the orange juice disappear, and spit out the lemonade. "What's wrong with those elves?" he complained dissatisfiedly, "there's no cup."

Gryffindor looked at Slytherin's plate, put the untouched snails into his own plate, and asked the elf to replace Slytherin with steak.He then went on to explain that he knew that if he thought the subject was off the table, Slytherin would follow up and start asking questions. "His name is Severus Snape, and the lady who looks after me is his mother, Irene Prince Snape. I've known them for years, Salazar. They're very nice people. "

Slytherin lazily cut two pieces of beef, ate one, and said, "Sounds like a nice kid," he smiled slightly, and turned to stare at Severus for about three seconds.

The black-haired boy in the sixth grade quickly looked back at him, but finally looked away a little uneasy.

Slytherin smiled and didn't dwell on the question.The two left the dining room after lunch and entered Gryffindor's bedroom.

They tidied up the bed, put two pillows and a hardcover notebook on it, put down the bed curtain, set enough silence spells and warning spells, and began to check the things they thought were more important one by one according to time.Gryffindor asked, Slytherin answered.

Initially, Gryffindor didn't ask questions related to their brief relationship, not wanting to embarrass them both.But at the end of the paragraph, he found that such questions were fruitless.He took a deep breath, looked at Slytherin's calm face, and asked, "Salazar, do you remember what happened to us?"

Slytherin looked at him rather puzzled, "What is it?"

"What happened between us", Gryffindor felt his palms were sweating, he grabbed the blanket tightly, and said, "When your blood was awakened, was it on the other side of the Black Lake?"

"I can't think of anything in particular, Godric," replied Slytherin, frowning.

Gryffindor's heartbeat began to speed up, and a panic began to spread, "I mean, when your bloodline is awakened, the magic fusion will reach its peak on the full moon, do you remember this?"

"Of course," Slytherin replied, "you've been taking care of me."

"The afternoon before the full moon, we went for a walk by the Black Lake," Gryffindor stared at Slytherin, trying to read something in his face.

"I don't remember, I probably didn't go out at that time, didn't I take a walk?" Slytherin looked at Gryffindor.

Gryffindor felt cold all over his body, and Slytherin's expression showed that he was not lying, but he still tried to deny it, he said: "Salazar, what is important for us at this time is to ascertain the facts, please don't get too emotionally involved." factors are in there."

Slytherin frowned displeased, "Godric, I think we have disagreements." His expression was calm and calm, without any sign of lying.

"Yes", Gryffindor forcibly suppressed his emotions, picked up his notebook, and wrote down the incident.

As the questioning continued, Gryffindor noted more and more disagreements, and his heart grew colder.From what Slytherin remembered, they were just friends.

Yes, just friends.The short and crazy love between them was completely erased.He didn't remember Gryffindor's confession at Malfoy Manor, or what they'd done by the Black Lake, or what they'd met in Scotland.In Slytherin's memory, he never left Hogwarts, and stayed there until his death at the hands of vampires.When Gryffindor appeared under the pseudonym "Rick Gran", he was replaced in his memory by a man named "Peter Montero".

Gryffindor couldn't help but wonder if this person in front of him was still the Slytherin he knew.