[HP] Elephant of Time

The current Hogwarts headmaster wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a smile, "This is you."

She patted Snape on the shoulder lightly, and was surprised that her old colleague didn't flinch and that the muscles in his hands weren't stiff.

She smiled touched again - she realized what good things had happened to Severus in the past five years, which had changed him so much.

"Dinner is about to start. I'm going to the lobby. You know, he's here."

Minerva McGonagall, leaving the headmaster's room to Snape and the portrait, added before walking out: "Don't leave after you've talked, Severus, your Hogwarts headship is not Not out of office, we need to talk."

Before Snape could answer, the old witch left the headmaster's room first.

"Did you think I'd be 'friendly' enough to satisfy your eagerness to go to the country and raise cats?" Snape muttered.

"I guess Minerva just wanted someone in a position to help her with some of the responsibility."

Wearing a star-studded robe, the white beard is no longer tied up, allowing it to drag and hang naturally.He is a portrait, the real Albus Dumbledore has embarked on a new adventure that begins with death, the great wizard, the wise old man, must be enjoying the new fun like a child now...

"You know I'm not the right fit."

That was Albus Percival Wulfric Bryan, and even if there was only a portrait left, as long as he was here, he would be a beacon of light to people's hearts.

"I always knew you were the best, Severus." The old wizard looked at the black-haired Slytherin kindly. Among all "his" choices, only two people hurt the most, Harry and Severus Si, he understands their abilities better than anyone else, and he also hopes that the two of them will be happy than anyone else.

"I'm not interested in arguing with you, Dumbledore." Snape shook his head. "I just hope Minerva McGonagall won't be more difficult than you."

"Oh, of course, of course. I know you didn't come here for yourself, it's still a long time, why don't we sit down and have a good talk?"

Snape made himself a chair and sat opposite the portrait.

Except for a handful of times, they had never sat across from each other so peacefully. Dumbledore could dig into the deepest secrets of the human heart without using Legilimency, and Snape hated opening his heart.

"Harry Potter." Snape told the story quickly, how Potter found him, how he recovered his memory, etc., and finally the Potions Master concluded, "You taught him the Gryffindor style. His bravery and self-sacrifice never taught him what it means to lose and face it. There's a hole in his heart, Dumbledore, and I can't fill it."

From Cedric Diggory to Sirius Black, then Remus Lupine, Fred Weasley and more, Harry Potter never really faced loss, he just suppressed the pain , because there were still enemies in front of him who were too powerful to allow him to grieve, so when everything was over and even the Death Eaters were captured, all the pain broke out.

The room was silent.

"That's my fault, I let his sorrow go, because pain is the proof of love, love can make people strong, and only this power can defeat Voldemort's soul piece and let Harry survive the death curse."

Anger clenched Snape's heart.

"How could you do that? You keep telling everyone that just being alive isn't enough! You understand this better than anyone!"

"I know, I know..." The face of the portrait was guilty, but determined, and this expression made Severus realize again—that was Dumbledore.

"But Severus, if Harry can't even live, but chooses to die with Voldemort, how can he meet you again? The journey of life is so magical and incredible, we don't know when we will meet Turning around, we can only go further on this road. Pursuing eternal life is stupid, but one cannot easily give up a life that can be extended."

"You're a good teacher, Severus." Dumbledore's portrait winked at Snape, "It's just that to be your student, you have to be as strong and brave as you - we all know Harry didn't problematic, right?"

"You better pray so."

"You don't always believe in yourself, Severus, when you can do it if you want to."

"Come on Dumbledore, we all know that's your specialty." Snape shook his head, losing interest in the conversation.

The portrait of Dumbledore stroked his long beard, showing rare hesitation.

"...don't want to talk about yourself?"

"You are just a portrait, so don't worry too much about it, think more about what to do if you get tooth decay in the portrait."

"Okay, okay, Severus, stubborn boy. In the depths of the Hogwarts library, on a hidden shelf, there is a book, "The Phenomena of Time", I believe it will not refuse you now gone."

Snape stared at Dumbledore's portrait and stood up with a whoosh.

"Severus." Dumbledore called to stop the potions master, "The only things that can fill the void in Harry's heart are 'love' and 'home'."

The potion master snorted coldly in his heart, paused for a moment, and disappeared behind the door.

——It's almost as if I deliberately reminded myself that the annoying lion has made a nest in Kars mansion without authorization!

When the current headmaster of Hogwarts returned to the headmaster's office, it was already empty.The old witch of Gryffindor frowned at Dumbledore's portrait - she thought the old headmaster would keep him.

"Severus is the Headmaster of Hogwarts." Minerva McGonagall said solemnly, "I have always been acting only."

Dumbledore's portrait shook his head: "Minerva, you are very suitable for this position, Severus will not agree, you can't convince him."

"So I'll let 'you' convince him!" McGonagall said quickly, frowning, "at least he should go back to the cellar or get his property—"

"He didn't come for that, and he won't stay for that." Dumbledore smiled gratifiedly. Even though he was already a portrait, he could see the brilliance in the child's eyes clearly. Dumbledore wanted to do it But it was impossible to do it due to the situation in the magic world, and finally someone did it in the past five years...

"Minerva, that child is free at last."

The Hogwarts library at night is ancient and mysterious, and Snape has caught some restless kids during the night patrol countless times.

It's rare that he didn't appear here as a professor this time, but he still heard the noise in the library.

Rolling his eyes in the back of his mind, Snape cast an Ignore Charm on himself, and walked into the depths of the library.

"Who is there?"

The yelling sounded from the darkness, and Snape stopped suddenly. His previous habit made him always walk in the deepest shadows.So now he just stood quietly in a dark corner, looking at the people wandering around where the advanced magic books were placed.

Unseen faces, not students by age.

Either the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor or the Potions professor.

Snape judged that he didn't seem to have seen this person before in his memory. The other person might not have gone to Hogwarts, or the person had changed too much.

——No matter which one is enough to arouse the vigilance of double agents.

Snape raised his eyebrows, the professor wandering in the depths of the Hogwarts library in the middle of the night... Does that old woman, McGonagall, know?

There is no limit to the professor borrowing any books, and it is completely aboveboard, unless the professor does not want others to know what book he is looking for.

At this time, there was another sound near a certain bookshelf, which made the potions master raise his eyebrows.

——This night is really lively.

Olstein looked at the place where the sound came from, and let out a low "tsk".Readjust the expression on his face, making himself look like a professor who just heard the sound and walked over to inspect.

"Who is here?"

"Hi, Professor Orstein, I'm Hermione Weasley."

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The brunette Gryffindor witch stepped out of the darkness, with a thick stack of books floating beside her.

She turned her wrist, and the magical light lit up a candlestick hanging on the wall. The dim light made the potions master move a few more steps into the shadows, and the hidden spell remained on her body.

"I have applied to Mrs. McGonagall and Mrs. Pince to search for information in the Hogwarts library. I am not a suspicious person."

"Of course, of course...Ms. Weasley." The current Hogwarts Potions Professor nodded, "How could I doubt the Gryffindor war hero?"

There was a kind and harmless smile on his face, and he continued in a really naughty tone of a child nowadays: "I'm sorry to disturb you, I thought it was some disobedient student who violated the rules and peeked at some books that shouldn't be read Woolen cloth."

"I'll finish the book here." Hermione gestured to the table beside her. "If you're looking for some books, I think I can help."

The know-it-all of Gryffindor is too modest to say that. Harry and Ron once guessed that Hermione had at least memorized all the titles of the Hogwarts library, which could be regarded as the humanoid library catalogue.

"No, no, I still have some students who haven't finished correcting their homework. Since Ms. Weasley is here, I'll go back to the cellar first." After speaking, Professor Olstein left in a hurry.

The potions master in the dark sneered in his heart - even the basic cover-up was ridiculously lame.

Hermione floated the book onto the table, staring into the eyes of Olstein's back