Remembrance

Mourning, "Only Tom knows it by heart."

"Professor," Tom patted Harry on the shoulder, "We often make this potion at home, and there is no problem. My father...he has bad eyes and can't make potions by himself. All his potions have always been me and Ha Lee is in charge."

Ha, the Dark Lord full of filial piety... is really scary.

Snape looked at Riddle, and finally let them in.

He may not know Riddle, but he thinks he can roughly understand Harry's character. As long as the surname is Potter, no one is safe.

He won't let them in now, just wait for somewhere in the school to become this guy's secret place.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year’s Day everyone ╭(╯3╰)╮

Well, maybe you are all waiting for Daha, but... Yueyue is sorry to tell you that Daha will not appear so soon.

And, maybe everyone is a little confused after reading this article, let Yueyue explain it a little bit.

This article is probably interspersed with the past between Harry and the professor. Before the appearance of Daha, there will be more or less one or two fragments in each chapter to explain their past, sweet or bitter, isn’t it? I took it all in one stroke, but tried to write such an article with interludes, and it wasn’t that Yueyue joked in the group at that time that she was abused for abuse, but tried to use a kind of, for example, you love someone very much, but that person You have already died, and you even had conflicts before you died. Under such circumstances, you will definitely recall the past over and over again to write articles with such a sense of substitution...

How should I put it, I have written too many happy stories, and Yueyue wants to try to write a story in other ways, and I don’t want to be limited to the writing methods of happy stories or the whole process of warmth.

This can be regarded as an article that changes the way of writing, and I still hope to get everyone’s support~(≥▽≤)/~

☆, Faith and Deceit

Snape would never rest assured that these two brats would occupy his studio, what could two 11-year-old children do, he should thank Merlin for not destroying his studio.

So Snape gave up grading those papers that made people angry and went to his studio door, looking at the two brats inside.

Riddle didn't use the materials in his cabinet, it seemed that they brought the materials themselves, however, Snape gradually frowned as he looked at the well-preserved potion materials that were taken out.

As a potion master, he can naturally see the combination of materials and roughly see what these materials will be used for. Right now, these materials can be combined with only a few kinds of potions.

However, the most important thing is that all of those kinds of potions are related to soul potions.

Are these two brats going to make soul potions?

While Snape was thinking about it, Harry had already picked up the materials and handled them carefully. Holding a silver knife, he handled them carefully.

Even if he was as critical as Snape was, it couldn't be said that Harry had done something wrong.

Riddle set up the cauldron beside him and lit the fire.

Snape watched him put water into the cauldron, and then moved it back and forth with some shriveled potion ingredients. Watching the division of labor between the two, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Not many people know that when dealing with some stale or dried potion ingredients, they should be smoked on water vapor for a period of time to restore moisture, so that they can be better in the process of brewing potions. To make the dry potion materials work, many people put them directly into the potion crucible or simply throw away the dry materials and replace them with fresh ones.

Now it seems that these two people should know these materials so well because they often make potions. What's more, they seem to be really making soul potions. If they don't know enough about soul potions, they won't be able to produce the desired effect. .

Snape put away the suspicion in his eyes and looked at the two children intently.

Needless to say, Riddle was originally a calm Slytherin. If Snape and Dumbledore had guessed that Riddle had some relationship with the Dark Lord, then he would be so calm. It wasn't enough to surprise people. What really surprised Snape was that little Harry was able to handle the potion ingredients so calmly. The materials processed by his hands were precise and the length was the same. Once he entered his workshop and destroyed most of the potion ingredients in his cabinet. Little Harry's behavior made Snape almost unable to help praising him.

Riddle had already started to put the ingredients into the crucible. The potion ingredients were boiled by the heat, and the sweet and greasy smell began to permeate the air vaguely.

Fog began to fill the studio, which was the effect of mana introduced into the potion.

Snape looked at the two figures in the workbench, and suddenly he was in a trance.

The two people in the middle of the mist seemed to have grown up in an instant, and their clothes remained the same, one was wearing a black robe and the other was wearing a Gryffindor school uniform.

The reckless young man held the silver knife in distress and cut the ingredients of the potion into irregularities, while destroying the ingredients on the table, with a look of deep hatred.

"Potter," the low voice lingered in his ear in a trance, "what are you going to do with my potion ingredients?"

"Let 'him' disappear in front of you." The long-lost voice sounded in his ears, and the young man's angry voice made Snape smile.

"Oh?" He heard himself looking at the other person in a dragged tone many years ago, "Are you sure I won't throw you out then?"

"You won't be willing, Sev." The other party threw away the silver knife and hugged the person opposite, "How could you be willing, Sev..."

Yeah, how could I be willing to...

The two embracing figures in front of them gradually seemed to be covered by the thicker and thicker white fog in the studio, making it impossible for Snape to see their every move clearly.

"Tom, you should put these in." An eager voice brought Snape back to his senses. He blinked, and it took him a while to regain his senses. Harry was pushing the potion ingredients he had cut to Riddle, and Riddle's face was still as pale as ever.

Even the temperature in this studio is rising.

Snape took a deep breath and put all the thoughts in his mind away. He should be staring at these two brats to keep him from destroying the whole studio instead of looking at and thinking about the past.

"Wait a minute," Riddle said softly to Harry, "not yet."

Snape turned his gaze to the cauldron. Logically speaking, an ingredient should have been put down at this time, but the color that the potion should appear has not yet appeared.

Snape could tell what was going on at a glance. No matter what, an 11-year-old kid has limited magic power, and making soul potions requires a lot of magic power. That's why Riddle's face became paler and paler.

Excessive consumption of mana...

"It doesn't matter, let's wait a little longer, and when the potion is ready, we don't need to introduce magic power." Riddle comforted Harry softly, "Also, it would be good for me to let the magic power out of my body."

"Is it to promote the renewal of the magic cycle?" Harry asked half-knowledge.

The other party just smiled and patted his head, then continued to focus on the crucible in front of him.

Snape could see that the magic power in his body was constantly draining. Thinking of their previous conversation, it seemed that Riddle had deliberately drained the magic power from his body.

This is a good way to promote the circulation of magic power. After the body's magic power is emptied, the speed of magic power recovery will be accelerated and it will be more pure.

This method has been used since the age of 11 - no, it may even be used before he went to school - in the future, it is unknown how tough this person will be.

Snape could see clearly that the potion did not enter the final stage until the magic power on Riddle disappeared and the magic power on the wand no longer responded.

It can be said that he has already calculated how much magic power should be input to make this happen.No wonder he has the guts to brew the soul potion by himself.

After the potion entered the final stage, they just used ordinary stirring rods to stir it, while Snape observed the potion's fineness from a distance.

This pot of potion can be used for about a month. Drinking too much soul-stable potion is harmful to the soul of the user, unless the soul is unstable due to the backlash of magic power. Harry said they used to make potions like this before. It seems that the person should take them for a long time. In this way, there will be no magic power backlash, soul instability, and magic power. It seems that they just need potions to stabilize Just my own soul.

But for those who need to take soul potion for a long time, there is only one possibility, that is, the soul was severely injured in the early years, besides being controlled by the Imperius Curse all the year round, causing the insanity to be abnormal, and being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse like the Longbottoms back then, the soul Hit hard.

I don't know what kind of soul trauma these two little devils are raising, and they need to take high-level soul potions for a long time-and it seems that these two little devils are not making potions for the first time, otherwise it is impossible to have such Skilled coordination and technique.

While Snape was thinking wildly, Tom had packed the potion separately, just as Snape had guessed before, this pot of potion would be enough for his father to take for a month.

His magical powers weren't strong enough for him to make more potions, the once-a-month cycle was just fine.

And the magic power in his body also needs to be cleaned once a month. If he hadn't discovered that it was good for his health, his father would rather go to Diagon Alley to buy potions than allow him to do so.

"Professor, thank you." Harry pulled Tom's sleeve and said to Snape. His green eyes were full of gratitude. In his opinion, the professor did not match the rumors at all, although the professor seemed to be It's a bit fiercer and more difficult, but isn't he kind enough to lend the studio to them?

It seems that he wants to go back and talk to Ron, so that he will not believe other people's rumors. Only after personal experience can he judge whether the other party is good or bad.

"..." Someone who originally planned to give the other party a blow in Potions class on Thursday looked at those shining green eyes and remained silent.

From before to now, he has never been fascinated by these eyes, especially those eyes that are so pure and free from any haze, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are a pair of gemstones.

A long time ago, it was because of Lily, and later, it was because of Harry.

Now, it's just because of Harry.

How much he wanted those eyes, which were full of fatigue due to the war, to restore their former brilliance one day.

Before the war was over, he was thinking, when everything was settled, and Harry was going to be taken around, it was rare for him to put down the cauldron and be willing to accompany him. Harry... would be very happy, right?

Unfortunately……

Unfortunately, at the end of the war, it was him who made those eyes completely lose their luster.

"You approached me... just because of these eyes similar to Lily Evans?" He always remembered that day, in the Prince Manor, the young man stood under the bright July sun, but stubbornly refused to let him go. Willing to blink, even if the sun hurts his eyes, even if he hurts his eyes.

"Didn't you ever look at me in all this time just because I was Harry Potter?"

Of course, everyone can see that when Severus Snape looked at Harry Potter, he was so absorbed and deeply affectionate that he was watching Harry Potter through Harry Potter. Another person, even if they were killed, they would not believe it.

But Harry believed it.

Someone once said, never deceive others, because the ones you can deceive are often the people who trust you the most.

And the reason why he successfully deceived Harry was because Harry had all his trust in him.

"Do you need to compare?" He asked the other party back then.

On that day, the bright sunshine, the tired body, the two people who were so close to each other but so far away, and... those eyes that had completely lost their brilliance, in countless nights that dreamed back at midnight, became Sneaker. Pu's lingering nightmare, every time he came back from the dream, he reminded himself very clearly that it was him who pushed Harry into the abyss of despair...

……

The next day, the snow-white owl left Hogwarts with a package. After flying for more than an hour, it passed through a glass window and entered the living room of the small bungalow.

A young man was having breakfast, and he held out his hand when the owl came.

The owl landed precisely in his palm.

"Good morning, Hedwig." He said softly, and took off the package that Hedwig called for. "I don't think you have had breakfast yet."

The owl pecked lovingly at his finger, then jumped under the table and bowed his head to enjoy the food on the plate that the young man pushed him.

The morning sunlight dappled the young man's side face through the window sill, and with his tightly closed eyes, it was impossible not to regret the fact that he was blind.

In a huge house, there is only one person, an owl, and the sunshine casts loneliness in the clean and tidy house...

The author has something to say: Let Daha show his face, ahem, you have to wait for the real appearance ╮(╯▽╰)╭

☆, Fanwai·Edward's growth diary ([-])

Many first-time parents, facing that little devil who cries almost all the time during the day and at night when they wake up, cry when they are hungry, cry almost all the time, they should have the urge to cry without tears.

In fact, it is impossible for a child to cry all the time, but Snape can't even take care of himself, so how can he take care of a fragile newborn child?

Edward had just been born, and his other father had only had time to hug him gently before he died, and it took only a few minutes for Snape to get the news and rush over.

When Edward was born, it was Snape who took over.

Just like what Harry said back then, Snape, only when he treated Miss Crucible, could he show unprecedented care.

Therefore, he couldn't take good care of Edward, who could be lifted up with just one slap.

The war ended in May, he and Harry broke up in July, and Edward was born at the end of January, which was the coldest winter.

A small child cannot use the magic spell, because his own magic power has just appeared, and the magic power cycle has not yet formed. Interference with the magic power that does not belong to him will not be a good thing for the child's future magic power, even if he is the child's father .

He could only use warm clothes to live a tight life for Edward and make the cold house warmer—after Harry passed away, he no longer needed to make potions for Harry, so he naturally moved back to Spider's End. Back to the home he once dreamed of with Harry—but he couldn't predict when Edward would be hungry or sleepy, and Edward, who was still a baby, could only use crying to attract his father's attention.

Hermione was terrified that Snape took such good care of Edward. She once strongly suggested that Snape borrow a house elf from Malfoy Manor, but Snape refused.

The only time he had a heart-to-heart talk with Hermione was not too long. He just said softly to Hermione: "When Harry was just born, I saw Lily was helpless to his cries. Edward is like this. the old Harry."

Hermione sniffed, and finally stopped suggesting that Snape find a house-elf to look after Edward.

Snape spent the most difficult year amidst Edward's cries. To outsiders, he seemed to have become the taciturn, vicious old bat again.

It seems that the pain of losing Harry was vented with Edward's crying. In the end, Edward no longer cried every day, and he no longer recalled the past every day.

After experiencing those dark pasts, is there anyone among them who can't see through life and death?

Just like when he asked Harry on a whim, what would Harry do if he died?

Harry hardly thought about it, and said very naturally: "It can still be done like this, let's live."

Yes, live.

For them, the word "survive" is so beautiful. After experiencing darkness, they will treat the light more piously. No one has the right to despise life, even themselves.

If Snape died in the war, then Harry would live on. The dead can no longer see the beauty and change of the world, and the living need to see all the changes in the world for them and feel all this for them.

And when Harry died, Snape would naturally...live.

Snape looked at Edward who was rolling beside him, and pressed the corners of his mouth with his hands. Recently, he coughed more and more uncontrollably, sometimes so badly that even the ignorant Edward would give up the chance to learn to stand up wide open. eyes on him.

Perhaps Edward was tired, he had just learned to turn over, and the little child didn't have much strength, so he tossed and turned around Snape for a while before stopping.

Snape held out his free hand to tease the cutie, Edward grabbed his hand and put it in his mouth, but Snape withdrew his hand.

Edward, who didn't have the strength to turn over again, scratched his hands in the air to express his dissatisfaction. Snape moved the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but in the end he didn't succeed.

It is amazing that a person who can't even take care of himself can bring a child safely to a year old.

Edward's first birthday, Spinner's End was very lively.

Although this simple house shouldn't be crowded with so many people, everyone tacitly chose to come here to celebrate Edward's birthday and pay homage to Harry.

The first ones were the Malfoy family. For Edward's birthday, the head of the Malfoy family and the mistress arrived at Spider's End at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Hermione was busy in the kitchen. Although it was more suitable for house elves to do these things, the entire Malfoy family knew that what Hermione hated most was to squeeze the labor of house elves, so they didn't bring house elves.

Fortunately, the Weasleys also arrived shortly afterwards. With the help of Molly and the others, Hermione felt a lot easier.

Most of the people who came were Harry's friends. It was hard for Snape to imagine that his home would accept so many Gryffindors one day. He saw this group of people busy in his house, and suddenly remembered During the war years, no matter how busy it was, everyone would find time to gather at Christmas and cook a big dinner, even if it was an hour later they had to pick up their wands and fight again.

When life is too dark, they need to encourage each other even more.

Only this time, the young man with a gentle smile was missing from the busy crowd.

At this time, Edward had already learned to walk, although the winter clothes made him tightly wrapped, and the burden on his body made him wobble when he walked, and he was in danger of falling at any time.

But at any rate, every time he shuttled through the crowd frighteningly, he would not fall down.

"Edward looks... more like you." Lucius sat beside Snape, looking at the little man walking among the adults. He still couldn't speak, and the occasional "papa" syllables were too It was indistinct, but his laughter was clear, even though he looked more like Snape now, that hearty laughter reminded people of his other father all the time.

"I know..." Snape was holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. He has lived in the cellar for more than ten years and has never been afraid of the cold. He was on fire, but he still couldn't suppress the coldness rising from his bones, "The older Edward grows up, the less similar he is to Harry...the less he will become."

He had discovered this very early on. When Edward was young, there was Harry's shadow, but now he is only one year old. Except for his cheerful personality, the part that belongs to Harry is gradually being lost.

"The savior did it... so heartless." Lucius sighed softly.

"He can be ruthless to the enemy, and naturally he can also be ruthless to himself, but he is very gentle to the people around him."

"From this point of view, his gentleness doesn't seem to involve you." Lucius looked at Snape, "It's really difficult for a dying person to live."

"I've never been just someone around him." Snape drank the tea in his cup in one breath. At this time, Edward was walking towards him, "I and him are one." He hugged Speaking of Edward, the child was fed some milk by Luna before, and the corners of his mouth hadn't been wiped clean yet. After he was picked up by Snape, he took Snape's clothes to grind his teeth - he was just teething , the gums are very itchy recently - by the way, he wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth on Snape's clothes.

Everyone watched the interaction between the father and son, some sighed softly, some took several deep breaths, some turned their backs to hide their unknown fragility, but no one disturbed them.

At eight o'clock in the evening, dinner has been ready for an hour, but no one is in a hurry to start, everyone is waiting, waiting for Edward's godfather.

At [-]:[-], there was a rude knock on the door of Spinner's End, and then the door was pushed open, and Ron walked in in a snowstorm.

"Ron, you're late." Hermione looked at him and said, "You're late for Edward's birthday, I think you deserve a beating, right?"

"Sorry, sorry," Ron patted his head and smiled sincerely, "I have to find a gift for Edward, don't I?"

"Late is late, but you can't let you go just because you are Edward's godfather."

"That's right, come here and accept your punishment."

The big and small Gryffindors clamored for punishment for being late, and Ron, who always liked to be lively, quickly got into a ball with them.

Snape sat at the dining table with Edward in his arms. Edward was already able to eat some liquid food, and milk was no longer his staple food.

But obviously he had never seen so many rich foods with different colors. He sat obediently in Snape's arms and looked around, occasionally pointing his fingers at some foods that caught his eyes. Snape didn't participate in the grid. The revelry of the Ryffindors, but their emotions obviously infected Edward, and he was not afraid of strangers, so he extended his hand to his godfather who had never been masked.

Ron left England after Harry's death and flew around with the national Quidditch team. He only came back once at Hermione and Draco's wedding, but that day Snape didn't bring Edward with him, He brought a photo of Harry, and he believed that Harry would never want to miss Hermione's wedding.

Ron didn't even come back in May to celebrate the one-year anniversary of the end of the war, but Edward had a special meaning to him, he was Edward's godfather, and even though he didn't want to be the godfather of Snape's son, Edward did the same. It's his friend's child, and it's impossible for him not to agree to his friend's entrustment before his death.

His love for the boy surpassed his hatred for Snape.

So he finally came back.

For Edward who was not afraid of life, Ron was naturally very happy, and he took Edward from Snape's hand.

Edward danced in his arms.

"This must be a perfect Gryffindor," said Ron delightedly.

Snape was silent at the side, but Ron's unintentional words took root in his heart.

It wouldn't be such a bad thing if Edward was a Gryffindor, would it?

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the Gryffindors who had been playing around all night left, and Lucius and Narcissa left early because they were not used to the noisy way of Gryffindors. In the house, everyone except the owner Only two of the iron triangle of the year, and Draco, remained.

They Apparated to Hogwarts.

Harry was buried next to Dumbledore. Compared to being buried beside his parents, Harry preferred to sleep in his first home, in Hogwarts, which they had tried their best to protect.

"Harry, we came to see you." Ron sat carelessly in front of the tombstone, as if he and his friends were leaning on each other and chatting in the night sky, "Let me tell you, I have traveled to many places this year. Are you still talking about traveling around the world? How many countries have I visited this year? Do you envy me? Hehe, I took a lot of photos, do you want to see them?"

Ron kept leaning against the tombstone, talking a lot, and in the end, no one could understand what he was talking about, Hermione blinked vigorously, and finally Draco couldn't stand it and hugged her into the in his arms.

"By the way, we also brought Edward. You don't know that Professor Snape, a careless guy, didn't make Edward as gloomy as he is. I have to say, buddy, your heritage is really great." He said Saying that, he stretched out his hand to Edward, and Snape silently handed Edward to Ron's hand.

"Edward, come, call Dad." Ron said softly to Edward.

Edward looked at the stone tablet in front of him, then looked back at Snape, and then looked at Ron with a puzzled expression. At this time, he still didn't understand why he called Dad to a stone. His dad, obviously Right behind.

"Call Dad, Edward." Snape knelt down and said to Edward.

Edward blinked, and made a few indistinct tones towards the stele. His pronunciation was not accurate at this time, and the words he spoke were also indistinct, but at least he had a timbre that could be distinguished.

"It's time to go back," Hermione wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Edward is still young, don't stay in the cold wind for too long."

Snape picked up Edward, nodded to the three of them, and was about to leave when Ron stopped him.

"Edward's birthday present." Ron looked away and took out a gift box, "You'd better use it early."

Snape finished the box. Although he was 12 puzzled in his heart, he didn't ask anything in the end. Considering that Edward was too young to blow the cold wind, he took Edward away.

"Could it be..." Hermione looked at Ron in surprise, "You really found it?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I'm late." Ron curled his lips. "Since Harry said it, I will naturally let this punishment continue."

Hermione took a deep breath, walked to the tombstone and squatted down slowly, she gently stroked the tombstone, the young man in the photo looked at him with a bright smile, Harry did not leave even a dynamic photo, He died of soul damage, and Snape knew that if he was as brave as him, he would naturally not return as a ghost. He was so brave, and he would always continue walking on the road of death.

Harry's soul was so damaged, how could he have the heart to extract Harry's memory and soul to make a photo?

As if at the moment of Harry's death, all his photographs, even the ones from before, were static.

"Professor Snape has us watching, you don't have to worry anymore, Harry." Hermione said gently to the young man in the photo, "Edward will be fine, and Professor Snape will be fine, Harry... "

In Spider's End, Snape opened Ron's "gift", and then stared at the potion ingredients in a daze.

Weasley will not know what potion he needs to save his body that has been corroded by the potion. Knowing that he is missing this rare potion material, except for Lucius, the only one who is closest to him is to observe his body in a few days Harry.

How could he have thought that Harry was too busy with the war and rebuilding to know anything?

So, Harry knew, Harry always knew...

The cold wind blowing outside the house, no one knew that in a remote house, there was a man leaning tiredly on the sofa and recalling the details he had missed in the past. Thinking about it, he felt that even breathing was so difficult.

The entire wizarding world is still smiling and preparing to welcome tomorrow. Even if they lost their savior a year ago, it will not stop them from welcoming tomorrow one year later.

After going through the darkness, the light seems so precious...

The author has something to say: I don’t know why, but I suddenly wanted to write a side story. When Edward was one year old, they were still in the original world. It was not until later that Edward became sensible that Snape found an opportunity to take him away.

It is said that when Yueyue closed the small black house yesterday, the number of code words set was [-], but the cheap hand typed an extra zero, and it was confirmed without checking... I was locked in it for a whole night and brought it with me for an afternoon today. QQ

Please caress and comfort, the little black house bullies me QAQ

☆、Punishment and protection

After sending out the potions for the next month, little Harry felt a lot more at ease. If he hadn’t pestered Tom before coming to school, Tom would not have forgotten to make new potions for his uncle. Thinking about it, he always felt a little guilty. of.

Fortunately, Professor Snape was willing to lend them the studio, otherwise they might be in trouble.

I have to say that the first impression is really important. Back then, there was a man who liked to make trouble for Snape because he always treated him coldly. Since then, he has hated Snape for many years. Later, their love became the return of Voldemort. As sensational as it is scary news.

On the other hand, Harry, just because Snape was willing to lend him his studio, thought that Professor Snape was just a bit indifferent, and tried his best to persuade Ron not to be prejudiced against him.

Ron couldn't believe Harry's persuasion.

But at this time, they are not life-and-death friends, they are just teenagers, and they just think that each other is very good.

Tom sat in the chief seat, looked away from Gryffindor and then looked back.

Most of Gryffindor are honest and reckless people. It is better for Harry to stay there than to stay in Slytherin full of calculations. In the name of the savior, no one in Gryffindor will take him Bullying, but Slytherin's side...

"Hmph, mixing with the Weasleys, the future of this savior is really worrying." This was Draco's disdain.

Tom remembers him, not because he was the one who shined in the first competition before, but because he accosted Harry when he was still waiting for the professor to show them in - yes In Tom's view, Draco's behavior was to strike up a conversation—but at that time, Harry and himself were engrossed in chatting, and he was not interested in the other party's strike-up. After that, Tom noticed that the other party looked at Harry and himself. vicious.

Still a child after all.

Tom laughed inwardly.

Even Malfoy's heir, at this age, cannot put all his thoughts away.

The Malfoy family has always been very fond of their family members, especially their own children. The reason why Draco Malfoy was so angry that day was probably because he had never met anyone after hearing his name and knowing his family. Just ignore him.

Tom sneered inwardly.

At this time, owls came flocking with letters, and Tom sharply saw the snow-white snow owl coming towards him, and after putting down a letter in front of him, he flew to Gryffindor with a big bag of candies went.

Father probably knew that even if he received his snacks, he would throw them all to Harry, so he just asked Hedwig to take them to Harry.

Open the envelope, pull out the letter paper, and smile slightly at the writing on the letter.

Even Tom didn't understand why his father could still reply to them in a normal way even though his eyes were inconvenient. Although they had to send letters in Braille, the reply was not like this. He once thought it was an automatic quill pen, But it was later discovered that his father could really write, although the handwriting was not up to the standard for Slytherin's aesthetics.

There are a lot of gossip in the letter, and Slytherin's gorgeous language skills