[HP] Elephant of Time

With a sound, he scratched his head.

The current minister of the Ministry of Magic is Kingsley, who is considered a very qualified minister compared to the previous ones, but the former Slytherin headmaster would never be satisfied with this, so it is rare for him to give play to the instinct of a lion that belongs to a beast. this topic.

"The question is how do you get a magic item. Generally speaking, even broken magic items cannot guarantee that they have completely lost their magic power. The Ministry of Magic should have a special person in charge of these items, and it is almost impossible for them to fall into the hands of Muggles." superior."

"Tom Evanson found it in the bullpen."

Who is Kars?Of course, the origin of the thing has been clearly asked.

"Tom Ivanson?" Harry thought he remembered the name, but couldn't recall ever seeing him.

"Son of the Evanson family, it's only natural that you have only heard of it but never seen it. A gust of wind can blow away the courage of that brat, let alone you, a suspicious outsider."

Harry turned his back. If he hadn't secretly checked the professor's magic power and confirmed that they were in a silent state, he would have suspected that Kars had used Legilimency on him!

In fact, the real Severus Snape would definitely laugh at the Savior for thinking too much, and Legilimency and Veritaserum are a waste of resources against a stupid lion who writes everything on his face.Seeing what they're thinking is almost as difficult as defeating a Dark Lord than letting them hide it!

Kars asked Harry to put his hand back into the box, deciding to ask more about it the next time he met the two brats.

Then it suddenly occurred to him that Harry Potter, who was taking over the garden repair job, would not have time to run around the village, so he asked, "What do you want me to do?"

The savior who was fluently explaining the magical magic props just now seemed to be stuck suddenly, and stood there dumbfounded.

When he entered the door, Karls' weird expression instantly shattered the sinister and pain accumulated in the forest. When the other party came back to his senses, Harry only thought of "thank God", and he could easily ask Grandma Tree. The dark question can no longer be asked.

Kars silently observed and figured out the expression on the young man's face.

——The other party did come to Time Elephant to find him because he had something to do. It might have been urgent at the time, but not now, the other party didn't even want to speak...

Kars lowered his head slightly to suppress his expression.

"Is it a garden problem?"

"Uh, yes!" Harry replied hastily, walking down the steps Karls handed out, "Do you have any preferences for the garden? What flowers do you like or hate..."

"When I said 'it's up to you,' I meant it was up to you."

"But such an important garden, did you just hand it over to me like this? Isn't this the garden left to you by Mr. Karls?"

After Harry finished yelling, he realized that Kars suddenly looked up and stared at him. His deep black pupils were like a dagger with a hook, trying to cut open the most hidden corner of his heart while trying to pull it out. The dirty secrets hidden within.

That gaze caused him to retreat involuntarily, his feet were unsteady, and he hit the edge of the table next to him, and the clock on it was about to fall completely——

The dark golden light spread from Harry's hands and surrounded the tilted clocks, as if invisible hands were gently returning them to their original positions one by one without hurting a bit.

Kars couldn't help but froze.

——He finally saw the so-called magic with his own eyes.

How should it be described?Ah yes, that's pure power.

It's not as earth-shattering as the legends describe it, nor as evil as it is in the novels. Whether it's gentle, violent, kind, or evil...it's just...force, nature.

Every cell in the body is jubilant, and every part of the body is clamoring for hope.The sleeping man was awakened, and the unknown scars in his body were repaired. He couldn't help but raise his hand, and the light of magic flickered at his fingertips.

"Professor!" Harry hurriedly held that hand. The magic without a staff and sound was very dangerous. In front of him was not the first-class magic master Severus Snape, but the clock master who had forgotten all knowledge and memory.Fortunately, it was just a spotlight spell. If it was a powerful black magic, it might cause a backlash against the master!

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Old things

He sailed on a boat in the dark, and the small boat was full of anxiety and anticipation. He knew they were beside him, but he couldn't see their facial features and expressions clearly, but he didn't really care.

There are shadows surging between the sparkling water waves illuminated by spotlights, and the creatures at the bottom of the water roam freely in it.They came playfully and joyfully, made small waves, screamed once or twice, and then left quietly, expressing their welcome and congratulations in an alternative way.

A full moon hangs high in the sky, the clouds are thin, and the stars are brilliant.The castle towering above the mountain wall in the distance looks like dreamy silver under the moonlight. The spiers and low walls are covered with beautiful and hazy coats, which is incredible and yearning.Brilliant golden lights shine from every window of the castle, and the gold and silver are intertwined, turning this fairy-tale castle into a huge luminous body, attracting the shining lonely lights on the boats, swaying towards the goal .

He sailed on a boat in the dark, pious and joyful, awed and yearning.He could finally leave the place that caused him pain and enter the paradise of his dreams, the destination of his life, and the eternal tranquility.

His eternal Hogwarts, his eternal shrine.

When Kars woke up from that dream of night and lights, what he saw was a pair of green eyes that were familiar and nostalgic, and at the same time made his heart tighten, guilt and pain entangled and throbbing.

"Lily..." Kars didn't focus his eyes, and just murmured to himself, "...I'm sorry..."

Harry's face suddenly turned pale.

Among the many memories, even Snape's alcoholic father when he was a child and the witch mother who left her son to follow her husband, the last thing he wanted the potions master to recall was his parents, especially his own Mother - at least not so soon...

Because she was Lily Potter—Lily Evans.

It wasn't that Harry was disrespectful to his parents, and that reluctance wasn't derogatory at all.

Harry Potter's love for the Potter couple will never be less than the love of his father and mother for him.

He is loved, and the savior deeply understands this, and used the most selfless and broad love to defeat Voldemort time and time again, and the love derived from blood nature accompanied him until the final victory.

But his mother - even if she didn't mean to - was the scar on Severus Snape's heart.After years and years, the rotten sores can't be peeled off, and the scars have nothing to do with the simple admiration when I was young, nor the hazy love in the college. It is a crack that can never be repaired, a guilt that can never be repaid, a debt of life and life.

Just as in the moment he knew the truth, he couldn't help thinking about how things would have turned out if Snape hadn't told Voldemort the prophecy.Even if there is a 90.00% chance that Voldemort will still know the prophecy and mark him as an opponent, but is there a [-]% chance that Harry Potter can grow up with his parents and spend his time like a normal wizard's child A happy childhood, cheering on the glorious deeds of another savior who defeated the devil, instead of cupboards, endless labor and violent lies.

If he was like this, let alone Snape who was almost swallowed by guilt?Over the years, how many times has this person tortured himself with this?The old Harry Potter wouldn't understand until he started torturing himself with his lost comrades.

The soul whips the soul, but there is no blood dripping.He is judge, witness, and criminal at the same time, judging himself, endlessly.

"Harry... Potter?" After a brief absence, the unconscious man recited the correct "spell", which symbolized the clarity of mind.

Harry looked at Snape who was placed on the deformed cot with a complicated expression, wondering if he had recovered that bad memory.

"...I passed out?" Harry was relieved by the man who was obviously still Cals. After hearing the sorry that he could never say to the person involved, Harry was not sure if he wanted to. This man recalls everything... Those pasts are too painful and real, he understands better than anyone that some past events will never pass, until the coffin is buried, the soul will not rest in peace, the pain is still fresh enough to bleed if a knife is inserted , Painful.

"...I think it's because you forcibly used the magic power of sleep, making your body unable to bear the burden, but I'm really not sure, I'm not good at these theories, and I don't know much about medical magic, compared to Hermione and Pang Mrs. Frey understands this better..." Harry gradually shut up under Kars' death gaze.

"I'm fine. I'm not interested in seeing your know-it-all lady or the meddling female school doctor." Kars seemed completely unaware of what he just said, or he didn't care if he realized it.

He stretched his long legs and stood up from the small bed, frowning and looking at the place where he was lying just now, the golden-red bed curtain made him twitch the corner of his mouth, "I don't remember that I have placed such a taste in the image of time... Indescribable furniture."

Harry blinked: "I followed the decoration of Kars Mansion, don't you like it?"

"Not at all." The Clock Master gave Harry the look of a jerk.Asking questions knowingly and pretending to be crazy, the people around him seem to have no understanding of these two skills.