Polaris

The stone monster statue stood quietly. Snape stood in front of the stone statue with some doubts. He didn't understand why Dumbledore was looking for him, because Ionios?He lowered his eyes to look at the tooth marks on his hand. Poloris bit very lightly, but she seemed to have tampered with it. The shallow tooth marks on his hand hadn't disappeared after a day, which attracted many people. Not seeing the sight of the lifeless little bastard, he stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, the small depression softened his expression a little.After getting the password, the stone statue of the monster rotated slowly. Snape stood on the steps and followed it up. The door of the headmaster's office was rarely closed. He reached out and knocked twice before pushing it open. Dumbledore sat far away Resting his forehead with his hands behind the desk, for some reason, he exudes a decadent aura that Snape has never felt from this old man. Dumbledore always looks relaxed like a child Nothing could bother him, but at this moment he really looked like an old man defeated by time, Snape walked up the steps, and Dumbledore, noticing his arrival, looked up at him, Snape Nepe saw his red eye sockets and bloodshot whites at this moment. What happened?Snape frowned, Dumbledore looked like he had just cried, but he couldn't think of anything that could make the old man cry.

"You are here, my child." Dumbledore's voice sounded a little hoarse, and he smiled as if restraining his emotions. "I remember you borrowed the Pensieve from me a few days ago, and it was borrowed by Tom at that time." He moved his fingers as he spoke, and Snape looked along his fingers, and there was a silver shallow circle that looked like a circle. A plate-like container slowly flew over and hovered beside the two of them. "Take it, I think Miss Black may need it."

"Not so much anymore," Snape replied, but he took it anyway, he didn't understand what made Dumbledore change his mind, it seemed that Riddle's problem had been solved.

"Congratulations, Severus." The old man didn't look surprised, his blue eyes sized him up through the half-moon glasses for a while, then Dumbledore waved his hand, and a small stone on the table floated slowly Float to his eyes.Snape stared at the stone and didn't reach out to pick it up. The totem on the small black stone looked weird. He thought about it, but couldn't find a similar shape in his memory. "Help me get rid of it..." Dumbledore's voice sounded tired, and Snape felt that he seemed to have found the reason for Dumbledore's anomaly tonight.

"What's this?" He was used to Dumbledore dropping messy things for him to deal with over the years.

"Resurrection Stone." Dumbledore replied, and Snape raised his eyebrows to signal the old man to continue. The name of Resurrection Stone is too weird. As far as he knows, there is nothing that can resurrect the dead. It violates the laws of this world. . "This is one of the three Deathly Hallows. Put it in your hand and turn it three times... you can see any... dead people you want to see." Speaking of this, the old man stopped talking, and his mental state did not seem to be good. Great, Snape took the stone and put it in his pocket. He was still surprised. This stone impacted his 30 years of understanding of the world. How powerful is the magic that can reverse the world?A flash of bright red flashed in his mind, he lowered his eyes and left the principal's room with the Pensieve.

It was curfew, and the cellar, an inaccessible place, was even less crowded at this time. Snape walked slowly towards the dean's room. In his pocket, the hard edges and corners of the resurrection stone pressed against his palm, exuding a cold temperature that could not be ignored.Dumbledore didn't look abnormal, Snape recalled the meeting just now and thought in his heart, the old man seemed to be really hurt by this stone, just wanted him to take it away quickly, and didn't pursue it Who was it that Dumbledore saw? Snape had confirmed the effect of the resurrection stone in his heart, so what should he do?Holding the resurrection stone, he hesitated in his heart, the chance to see the dead... The corridor in the cellar is not long, and he has already reached the door of the dean's room. She glanced at him, and even the little snakes on her head stared at him, what kind of madness is this?Snape studied her.

"Your fiancée is inside!" Medusa opened the door after saying this angrily, and the little bastard opened the door again in snake language, completely ignoring her as the gatekeeper, and she ran into the depths of the portrait angrily. no longer come out.The unfamiliar term fiancee made Snape a little surprised, and then the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.Poloris was not in the office, he walked in and closed the door softly, the flame in the fireplace adjusted the temperature in the room to a suitable level, his heart seemed to be infected by the warmth, the resurrection stone in his hand was cold The temperature here is particularly abrupt. He pursed his lips and walked to the desk. The second drawer was empty after Poloris took the handkerchief and photo folder away. He put the resurrection stone in it, staring at it with dark eyes. The strange triangular totem on the stone, the pattern attracted him like some kind of magic power, and there were figures constantly flashing in his mind.The noise from the bedroom brought him back to his senses, he closed the drawer, turned around and walked in, the silver Pensieve followed behind him like a shadow.Poloris was standing at the door of the bathroom in a black silk bathrobe, her too slender fingers moved, and the wand thrown on the bed flew over, Snape looked at her with interest Casting a drying spell on the hip-length hair, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the cloak hanging by the door. It was not his. The dark cloak was embroidered with dark gray silver thread. There are all kinds of dark patterns of lilies. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the patterns on it. This overly delicate cloak can only come from a proud and paranoid family like Black or Malfoy. Snape looked at the delicate He didn't know that Poloris liked this kind of flower, and the cloak carried the chill of autumn and the cool and clean smell.

"Do you like that cloak?" Poloris had already come out of the bathroom after getting rid of her annoying long hair. She looked at Snape with a twinkle in her eyes. That cloak was given to her by Tom. Fine can't hide his malicious intentions.

"I just didn't know you liked...lilies." Snape had a weird expression.

"Someone gave it to me." Poloris looked away, and with a wave of her wand, the Pensieve behind Snape slowly floated over. "Mr. Dumbledore gave it to you?" There was no memory in the clean pensieve, she looked down, her eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, Snape had already got the Resurrection Stone, and she thought in her heart affim.

"Do you want to try?" That year was not a good memory for Poloris, he just regretted that she had forgotten the relationship between them, and he didn't want Poloris to remember those bad things memories.

"No need." Poloris shook her head after looking at him for a while. "I don't want to stand by and watch myself suffer from the Cruciatus Curse and the Killing Curse." She chuckled and walked over to wrap his arms around his waist, and Snape smelled her fresh breath. "Bad memories are better left behind."

"You already know?" Snape frowned. No one but Tom Riddle would tell her this, that they had met and... solved the problem?

"Don't overthink it." Poloris buried her head on his shoulder. "Peaceful negotiation, no conflict." She said something vaguely and stopped explaining, peaceful negotiation?Snape looked down at Poloris, her long black hair completely covered her body, he didn't believe that the Dark Lord would obediently negotiate peacefully. "If there's a memory you particularly want me to remember, I don't mind looking at it." Poloris looked up at her, her gray-green eyes sparkling brightly.

"Your way of changing the subject is terrible." Snape said blankly, and Poloris obviously didn't want him to ask questions before planning to read the memory.

"I won't tell you if you ask me." Poloris answered simply, and Snape snorted dissatisfied. "The two of us used the throat-locking spell, I can't tell." In order not to cheat in the game, Tom did a very thorough job.

"I'm really curious about what you guys said." Snape stared at her, there must be something wrong with the dialogue to the extent of setting up that kind of spell protection.Poloris blinked innocently, and she tiptoed close to his ear.

"I can't tell." The answer with a smile made Snape hold her waist with dissatisfied hands, and he took two steps forward and fell them together on the bed.

"You will be punished for teasing the professor, Miss Black." Poloris seemed to have made up her mind not to say anything, and it seemed that there was no dangerous content in the conversation from her, so Snape decided not to pursue it further.

"You smell so strange." Poloris poked his chest with his index finger, and in order not to press her down, he put his hands on her waist to leave a space. "Which genius added gentian to the cough medicine?" She sniffed it, and then burst out laughing. Snape smelled of kirsch for no apparent reason, which had happened when he was making potions with Neville after class. Accident, so she knows a lot about it.

"Mr. Longbottom's successor." Snape replied with a sullen face. Those little trolls in Gryffindor shouldn't be in the potions classroom.He got up from Poloris, pulled out his wand and took out a long silver thread from his mind and threw it into the Pensieve. Either way, he felt that Poloris needed to think carefully about whether to remember or not. "Watch it or not." He turned and walked into the bathroom, leaving Poloris and the Pensieve staring at each other.

"You've pulled it out, why don't I watch it?" Poloris murmured to herself, Snape didn't mention the Resurrection Stone to her, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart, but soon She was suppressed by her, it was just the beginning, she was confident.