HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

"Severus, my dear boy, what are you doing here with little Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Evelson at this late hour?"

Snape rolled his eyelids: "As you can see, confinement. But why are you here?"

Professor Dumbledore choked. He helped his crooked glasses, and he looked a little dull in a nightgown with stars and moons and a hat with the same pattern. "Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, of course I will know." The implication is that he is the headmaster of Hogwarts, and he knows many secret rooms.

"Know? Don't you know that Slytherin doesn't welcome Gryffindor?" Snape snorted self-deprecatingly. "I know, there is no place that can stop the principal's footsteps."

As soon as he finished speaking, Snape let out a muffled snort, as if he couldn't hold back the pain anymore. Although Harry's healing spell was effective, it couldn't reduce the pain. On the contrary, it aggravated the pain because of the quick treatment.He clenched his fist and fell to the ground.

Professor Lockhart rushed up to help Snape up, his face flushed as if he was holding his breath.

Peter Pettigrew, who was staying in the shadows, laughed sharply when he saw Snape like this: "Snape! Snape! This is the great dark magic of the Dark Lord! Look at you now!"

"Peter Pedillo!" Professor McGonagall yelled out first, Harry and Draco tacitly cast a spell on Pettigrew Peter that was similar to Occlumency and the Secret Charm, involving what they were thinking, The person under the curse cannot speak out anyway.

Seeing that someone was taking care of Snape, Professor Dumbledore focused his attention on Peter Pettigrew who was tied aside. He silently looked at the person in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Aren't you dead!?" Professor McGonagall looked at the thin and crooked man in front of him vigilantly, sadness welled up on his always serious and rigid face, and his lips trembled slightly: "Poor Sirius! Poor James! Poor Lily! Since You are not dead, why didn't you go to the Ministry of Magic to clarify? Why did you let Sirius stay in Azkaban for so long!"

"I'm a servant of the Dark Lord! Why should I help those who despise me!" Peter Pettigrew retorted reluctantly with his eyes widened.

"You're a Death Eater." Professor Flitwick had been standing behind Professor McGonagall, but this time he stood in front of Professor McGonagall with his wand in hand.

"I am! I am the servant of His Majesty the greatest Dark Lord!"

"I don't know what it means." Professor Flitwick calmly cast a sleeping spell. "Dizzy."

"Good job, Felius." Professor Dumbledore clasped his hands into a fist: "Felius, please take Pettigrew Peter to my office, children! You should be escorted back by Professor McGonagall now The cellar is sleeping." He squinted his eyes and gestured to the two little snakes who had been ignored for a long time, "and Severus will be handed over to you, Gilderoy."

Professor Lockhart didn't speak, he bent down to help the weak Snape, and left the chamber first.

Harry stepped forward to pat Haierbo's head. He also felt strange. He thought he just remembered the few words he said in his dream, but when he saw this basilisk, he was able to communicate with him.

Later, Hai Erbo told him that it was because of his unicorn blood, and Draco could also communicate with him, and his family used snakes as their emblem.

"Is this the legendary Millennium Basilisk Haierbo?"

Just as Harry was making out with Harper, Dumbledore stood beside him, and Draco squeezed between the two without expression.

Because of Professor Dumbledore's approaching, Haierbo lowered his body and leaned closer to Harry's side, and suddenly rose from the ground. His green vertical pupils stared straight at Professor Dumbledore, full of malice, and his red letter hissed. Spit.

"Oh, no, no, cutie, you don't need to be afraid of me." Professor Dumbledore looked at Hai Erbo and said lovingly, while raising his hand to touch Hai Erbo's huge body.

Hai Erbo flicked his tail, and moved his body away a little bored: "Stupid human being." He slowly swam to Draco's side, his thick body curled up on Draco, and his big head finally settled next to Draco's head , Xinzi spat out, and opened his mouth: "What do you want to find here? Human beings who deliberately lured me out."

"Are you talking about me? Hai Erbo."

"Master Hai Erbo."

"I'm not Slytherin, how can I call you an adult."

Hai Erbo also stopped talking, closed his eyes and shrunk his body, curled up on Draco.

"It seems that you and Haierbo are very destined." Professor Dumbledore didn't feel embarrassed, so he went to talk to Draco with a smile.

Draco nodded impatiently, and said: "Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape has left, and our confinement is over, can we let Professor McGonagall take us away?"

"Of course. But!" Professor Dumbledore stopped the two little snakes who were walking away: "Please tell me, why did you come to this dusty secret room, why did you meet Peter Pedilou?"

"Professor Snape needs to study Helbo's venom, and he needs to report to the principal's office? This is Slytherin's territory." Draco lowered his face and turned his head to talk to the principal behind him: "As for Peter Pedilu ... Heh, Lord Voldemort who came to follow him," Draco sneered, and took Harry's hand: "A 'dead' Gryffindor with no idea, come to hang out in the cellar."

In the empty secret room, the torches were being stabbed, only a long shadow with a tall hat was left looking at the snake-head-shaped stone wall coming out of Hypor, and the snake's mouth was tightly closed at this time.

Professor Dumbledore looked at the snake's mouth, clasped his hands on his stomach, and played with the stars and moons on his pajamas with his long snow-white beard.

"Tom Riddle..."

At breakfast time the next day, neither Professor Snape nor Professor Lockhart showed up at the teacher's table.

As soon as Harry put a mouthful of pumpkin soup into his mouth, he was choked by Blaise's scream: "I just said that the Gryffindor of the Black family was wronged and stayed in Azkaban. Ten years is really sorry Lord Salazar."

"Godfather..." Harry looked at Draco who was also holding the Daily Prophet, his green eyes widened in surprise. "He and Regulus can go back to Derrymore Square." Harry said in a low voice, squinting his eyes happily, and directly called Draco.

"En." Draco finished the coffee in the cup absently, and began to look at the company information that Lucius gave him. "It's of course best to be able to appear aboveboard. I hope Aunt Lily and Uncle James can also recover their identities."

"What are you talking about?" Pansy bit an apple and started to participate in the topic: "Siris Black is back, and Black's old house will also activate the family magic circle. We need to start dating, let alone one of the ten earls."

"My mother said that last time the Lestranges led the escape, Sirius Black came out. They saw it when they called Uncle Lucius to Malfoy's house last time." Blaise covered his mouth with his hands and whispered Said, "Draco, is this true?"

"As you heard, it was my father who helped." Draco raised his eyebrows, and continued: "He just lives in my house, visits and so on, and they will not continue until Uncle Regulus recovers. Next step."

"Reculus!"

Blaise cried out in surprise, and Pansy hit him directly: "Be quiet."

Daphne and Nott giggled and excluded the rest of the little snakes from the silencing spell.

"The news this time was written by Rita Skeeter. Although it can be seen that there are many exaggerated elements..." Daphne shrugged, "But at least it can attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic. Of course, if the public does not force Fudge to do nothing, Probably won’t pay attention, just like the prison break organized by Lestrange last time.”

"Isn't it?" Nott took the words, and laughed mischievously: "Maybe we can push the public opinion to a peak."

"That's a good idea! Leave it to me and it will be done." Blaise knocked on the table: "Don't forget that I am an omnipotent Slytherin playboy, with both charm and wisdom."

"You are enough." Pan Xi curled her lips in disgust, "You can ask Luna to help, and the purchase rate of the naysayers is still very high."

"Ms. Skeeter can draw up this new gossip independently, and then let Blaise and Luna spread the news." Draco grinned. "Okay, the final exam is coming soon, so don't delay your review."

Crabbe and Goyle wolfed down the food in their mouths, and looked at Draco resentfully. You must know that their small noble circle will often gather together to study, but they don't want to go at all, okay? I went to eat snacks too.

"Don't expect that the exam will be copied by you." Draco dropped his sentence, picked up his schoolbag under the terrified eyes of Goyle and Crabbe, and went to class with Harry. "Harry, how is your fire magic practice? The godfather said that you will study it in a few days!"

"Ahhh! Can you not mention it!"

All Snape's classes were canceled today, and he himself didn't wake up until the afternoon. It was a wonderful moment when Draco and Harry went to visit him.

"I shouldn't have followed your temper to please you for so long! Look at how far you have made yourself now, I really understand Lucius' mood at that time." Professor Lockhart stood by the Potions teacher In the living room of the room, walking around with folded arms, Snape was sitting comfortably on the sofa, and the fire in the fireplace was burning vigorously. "Stop talking! Did I say something wrong? If you want to be angry with me, I'll be with you. I'll make you angry enough. You beat me and scold me. What do you mean by playing on yourself! Merlin Smelly stockings, you are just ruining my feelings!"

Speaking of which, Lockhart's eye circles were a little red, sad, and angry. "If, if I had gone earlier, wouldn't you...wouldn't have suffered so much Cruciatus?"

The door of the small drawing room was not closed tightly. After Harry and Draco opened the door and heard Professor Lockhart's angry roar, they saw Professor Snape standing up, rubbing his eyebrows irritably, and pulling the chattering man's collar to kiss him. down.

"Oh, Merlin, did we come at the wrong time?" Harry opened his mouth and went to pull Draco.

Draco saw his professor's hands behind his back gesturing non-stop, and obediently pulled Harry out the door: "The godfather is completely fine, I can write to my father now." He hooked his lips and smiled It's so bad, it makes Harry stare happily.

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