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The brooch with the crack in it was lifeless in his hand. Snape stood there, watching Lily's figure disappear until he disappeared, and then he lowered his head as if he had just woken up, his hands trembling slightly.He whispered "Aviva" to the brooch... But nothing happened, there was no beautiful silver-haired girl who suddenly jumped out and smiled slyly at him with beautiful blue eyes, nothing.Nothing at all!

Snape lowered his head, his forehead buried his expression, he clenched his palms tightly, closed his eyes forcefully, and opened them with determination.

When the wind in the campus turned again, from the two or three things that had to be said between the black-haired Slytherin and the black-haired boy in Gryffindor to the gossip that Snape finally confessed to Evans and was rejected At that time, the black-haired Slytherin in the rumors was in the headmaster's office, where he had stayed for a long time, a strange and familiar place, standing in front of the living, strange and familiar Dumbledore.

Dumbledore in front of him looks more energetic. When he stares at people with piercing blue eyes, it seems that he can penetrate people's hearts and look directly at the deepest secrets in your heart.Snape was indifferent to the look, he was ready for everything he had to say.

"May I know how Mr. Snape learned how to use the Pensieve?" When Snape said that he wanted to use memories to tell everything, Dumbledore was not eager to watch, he seemed not curious about those memories, but Care about these "innocuous" little problems.

"Please take it away" Snape's voice was hoarse, as if he was suppressing something, he circled his temples with his fingers, "Take them away and you will know everything" He stared at Dumbledore with dark eyes Empty, but Dumbledore didn't ask him again this time, he didn't think there was any need to ask, as he said, he knew it after reading it.It's not that he didn't think about whether this was Tom's little trick, but the moment he saw Snape's eyes, Dumbledore believed him, and believed that this young man was not what he thought.Because in those dark and empty eyes, there was a faint sense of hopelessness and sadness, just like when he lost Arianna back then.

Memory travel is wonderful, just like a movie, you can watch flowers on horseback, and you can watch decades of memories in one breath.Snape revealed almost unreservedly that he had been a double agent in his previous life.He is cautious, and in front of this old man, he knows that these things do not need to be kept.

"You're a good boy, a good boy... Severus." Dumbledore sighed wearily and patted Snape on the shoulder.What Snape's memory revealed was much more complicated than he thought. He knew that magic was miraculous, and he had longed for the magical power of going back in time, but he had never heard of it being able to do so.The last life may sound unbelievable, but if things really developed as Snape remembered, then it would be nothing more than going through the devastated ending all over again.Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped the corners of his eyes, then patted the young Snape's thin shoulder again. "Maybe you are lucky, Severus. And I was lucky to meet you." He didn't say what he said, maybe he would be tempted to put on that ring again and be crushed by the curse.Only this time, he thought, he would not give Voldemort another chance, those sorrows and tears should not be there again.It seems that there is time to go to Little Hangleton, Dumbledore thought silently in his heart as he stroked his long beard.

"Enjoy your hard-won new life, my child." Dumbledore said kindly to Snape, he admired and admired this gloomy black-haired boy from the bottom of his heart.He was a hero, Dumbledore really thought so. "As for Miss Aviva," Dumbledore pondered for a moment, not surprised to see the light gradually appearing in the empty black eyes, "I think the results of your previous experiment can just come in handy, can't you?" After finishing speaking, Dumbledore also blinked mischievously, and Snape, who had been in a state of depression, became alert in an instant.

"You mean... time..." He was a little excited.

"Yes, Severus, yes. I think time is probably the best nourishment for her... What do you think?" Although he still seemed to be telling a joke, but when Snape met the wise eyes of the old man, he felt that , you can do that! "Yes, professor, I know how to do it!" He was so excited that he was even a little overwhelmed. It was as if light was shining through the cracks on his normally paralyzed face. One could tell how happy he was.

"Here" Dumbledore stared at Snape with warm blue eyes. "I want you to live the life you want. Sorry my boy, and thank you!" Dumbledore finally whispered in his ear, hugging him.

Snape's heart, for the first time in all these years, his life, realized that he could really relax.Don't worry about affecting the situation, don't worry about Potter's life, don't worry about... Aviva's safety.Some light and unreal feeling suddenly fell into reality in this not very strong hug.He thought, what he lost, what he gave up, what he never experienced, can be picked up one by one.

Snape, who had just learned what the seed of time was, was obsessed with the mystery of time and couldn't extricate himself. He wanted to make a real time potion, which was different from the time-sensitive illusory things like aging potions.It is real, without a trace of false time.And he did succeed once, memory doesn't lie, Dumbledore saw it, reminded him of something he had almost forgotten.His experiment was successful, but he didn't show it. He made Aviva mistakenly think that the experiment failed.That's right, mortals trying to control time are nothing but idiotic dreams, but the fact is that he has done it.

And he didn't want anyone to know.

Because, even if he didn't want to admit it, what he was actually worried about was not the negative effects of the potion, but that someone would target Aviva because of it. He didn't want, no, Aviva was in any danger... Even if he never Not said.

Stirring for the last time, the perfect ending, he looked at the liquid in front of him, it was a kind of intoxicating light blue, like sea water full of stars, gently swirling.He didn't know if it would work, but he really, had nothing to do.He thought Aviva would come back, that's all.

His tense hands trembled slightly, he gently slid the brooch into the container, seeing that the brooch was submerged in the light blue liquid, his eyes were fixed on it, as if he wanted to see some changes in it... 1 minute, 2 minutes ,10 minutes.He stared at it for an hour, but nothing happened.

Snape stared blankly at the container, his eyes took away the rare blankness, if it was all useless, then how would he get Aviva back.He looked down at his hands, so real. "I regret it... I regret Aviva, come back..." He covered his face with his hands and murmured in a low voice.Maybe it will work overnight?He thought so, forcing himself to relax.Yes, that's it. After sleeping and waking up, maybe there will be movement.He got up quickly to go to rest, because of his uniqueness, now he has a separate bedroom in Slytherin House, and he is the only one in the whole room, he put the container on the other side of the bed, which should have been a bed , which is now transformed into a workbench by him.He was lying on his side, staring at the light blue, and slowly fell asleep.

"Severus, don't die!!" Who was crying, the voice was so familiar, it was Aviva?Is Aviva back? ?He wanted to open his eyes, but in vain, he followed the sound and saw the scene of the screaming shack, he fell to the ground dying, Aviva cried and wanted to help him hold the wound, but nothing but passing through his body , nothing can be done.

"Don't cry, don't cry Aviva." He stared at the scene in front of him, and could only repeat "Don't cry" in a low voice.He saw him on the ground slowly closing his eyes, his face gradually becoming cold and pale, and he saw the weeping Aviva pressing his hands on the brooch on his chest, choking up his sobs and shouting spells, tears dripped onto the brooch and steamed into a silver mist .Then, there was silence.As if even the magic power in the air was completely extracted, the space began to twist in a white light.

And he, in this silence, heard a soft, very soft sound, that was the seed of time, split open.

"No!" Snape opened his eyes sharply.That...was a dream, the light blue liquid shimmered in the dark, the container was still unchanged, and his posture was the same as before sleeping.

He was silent for a while and closed his eyes again.

Maybe still dreaming about Avi?he thought.It doesn't matter if there is no response for one day, he can wait for two days, three days, ten days, half a year... This time there is plenty of time to wait.

He fell into a deep sleep again, so he missed that the brooch was in the liquid, and slowly, slowly, a small bubble appeared.

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I've been busy during the day recently, and fell asleep while typing at night...I want to reflect!Another day late update this week