[HP] Illusion

For a long time after Harry finished that sentence, Erin couldn't say anything.She watched the young man turn the dilapidated fabric sofa in her home into a comfortable-looking bed, and then carefully placed her son on it.The young man touched the boy's forehead, then made a clean wet cloth and put it on his forehead.

Cursed together... what kind of attitude is this?

Definitely?Still confident?

Can you believe what this person says?She had never heard of any unicorn who voluntarily donated his blood, but if what he said was not true, then he and her son would really be punished and cursed—the rest of their half-dead lives would be just one The living dead, most people would not be willing to do this.

The fact that this person has unicorn blood on him is a bizarre thing in itself.

Irene was hesitant, but she could indeed see that her son was getting better little by little, whether it was his breathing or his complexion, the gradually rosy complexion was even healthier than usual.The young man would turn over the handkerchief every once in a while. The little boy was having a fever, and his little face was really blushing. The young man was very good at taking care of others, and he took the trouble to check the little boy's heat.Sometimes Irene even felt that little Sif was actually the son of the other party, because even she might not be as careful as the young man.

"Is what you just said true?" Irene hesitated for a long time before asking.

This time it was Harry's turn not to answer, he had already said what he wanted to say, whether the woman believed it or not, he didn't care, and it didn't matter, the important thing was that the boy survived.

Seeing that Harry didn't answer, Irene was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Thank you."

"Are you going to let your husband go on like this?" Harry snapped angrily.

Erin didn't speak.

"Perhaps you'll give your son one more oblivion?" Harry mocked angrily.

Irene's face was ugly, and the last half of the blood faded away. Her mouth murmured a few times, and she seemed to want to refute, but she couldn't say anything.

"Of course you can do this, because that's your son, so he deserves to be beaten and scolded by your husband, and even almost died of domestic violence." Harry didn't think his words were mean, because the reality was worse than his words. Be a hundred times meaner.

"I do not know……"

Harry touched the temperature on the little boy's cheeks and forehead that was about to recede, put back the veil, and took out a small bottle of potion from his pocket. At this time, the little boy was able to swallow it on his own. , so this time the feeding process went smoothly.

"Sorry, maybe I'm not qualified to say this, because I don't stay here all the time, I don't know whether it was a momentary miss of your husband, or inertia caused serious harm to you or your son, but you are sure you can come a little longer time? How old is he now? He is no longer at an age where he can't remember anything, let his childhood be full of violence, this is what you, a mother, should do? Maybe the only thing you did was knock you out just now s husband."

"I……"

Harry wiped the corners of Snape's mouth, turned his head and gave the woman a cold look: "You don't want your son to remember me, I can disappear before he wakes up, but then what?

"I'll just treat your husband as an occasional miss, so can you be sure that your husband won't miss again?

"You ignored my warning, and now it has led to such consequences. If you let him go on like this, I think you know better than me what will happen in the future. If you still love your son, Please think carefully about what to do instead of letting your children live in violence and panic forever.

"Wake up, Miss Prince." At this time, it seemed that only Harry's one-man show was left in the living room, and Irene couldn't utter a word of resistance under his sarcasm.

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This time Harry didn't stay for a long time. When he came back from there, it happened to be eight o'clock in the morning, and it was stuck in the breakfast time. He just washed his face, ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast, and hurried to class.

In the morning, Harry had classes in the first and second periods, and he didn't sleep almost all night. His dark circles were a bit big, but fortunately, he was in high spirits, and he didn't make any mistakes during the teaching.The afternoon was full of classes, but Harry maintained the mental momentum he had in the morning, and finally got through the day.

Harry, who returned to the bedroom, collapsed on the ground the moment the door was closed, but fortunately, it was supported by the door panel - he couldn't show anything in front of outsiders, but when he was alone, the emotional ups and downs in an instant were like All bloomed in his body, torturing his nerves.

Until this moment, he still felt that he was dreaming last night, if not for this world is the place he is most familiar with, and in his hand he is still holding a unicorn blood bottle that has bottomed out and still has some residual unicorn blood left. Potion bottle, maybe he couldn't judge whether he was dreaming now or not—for example, the dream last night seemed to be immersive, and what happened later could also confirm the reality of the dream.

In fact, it doesn't feel good.

memory?dream?or reality?

In the worst case, once he can't tell, perhaps even St. Mungo may not be able to save him.It's just that now is not the time to think about it, he has more important things to think about——

Harry carefully recalled what happened yesterday, and suddenly found a strange problem.

Yesterday he was helpless to extract the memory of his dream. This memory involved Snape, but it was not a man's memory. At that time, he didn't have any confidence that he would be able to enter that world. He just planned to give it a go. After the success, all his attention was put on treating little Snape, and later he took care of the little boy until he was about to wake up.

Could it be that even his memory can enter that world?

—maybe try.

Just maybe.Harry made a note of this, because he always felt that something was wrong.

Harry scratched his hair, and suddenly remembered a rule he had learned after traveling several times before - he could only travel in the order of Snape's age, that is to say, the last time he traveled was a section in 1964. The memory, if he is eight or nine years old this time, is likely to be the memory between 1968 and 1969, and he cannot skip the intermediate memory and travel directly to the eve of the 1997 war.

This is it.Harry figured it out, even if his memories were successfully connected to that world, he couldn't skip Snape's memories.

But you can still give it a try, right?Because his conclusion is not necessarily correct——

At some point, Harry didn't have much hope for the success of these time-traveling experiments.Most of the time, the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.It is impossible for a person to have smooth sailing all his life, not to mention that he has been disappointed too many times before, and he can't expect himself to be able to figure out everything related to traveling to that world.

Maybe he should buy a diary and write down the data he has experimented with about that world—human memory, which is not always so reliable.

Sometimes, he even felt that his own brain wasn't always reliable.

Just like what happened last night, he couldn't figure out whether Snape had ever experienced that seemingly real dream, if it was Snape's memory, how did this memory enter his dream ?One thing Harry was sure of was that Snape's memory - including the part where Snape offered him and Snape dropped into the Pensieve - didn't have that passage.

Or is that dream simply fabricated by himself?Harry was taken aback by his dire guesswork—wait, he used unicorn blood, and the bottle was still sitting on his bedside table, so that world shouldn't be fake.

Snape's life experience had disappeared with his death, leaving only a small part of the memory, and he had no way to directly confirm the origin of this memory.

At this moment, Harry was very contradictory and confused. He hoped that those things were real, because compared to this, the whole dream, memory and even that world were [-] times more frightening than this, but he didn't want it to be real. Yes, because if that was true, it would show that perhaps Snape Jr. had almost died at the hands of his father, bloody, and even if he had been through war, he couldn't adapt.

Fortunately, he was able to save him in time this time, he thought, he would not be able to experience that person dying in front of him again.

In the days that followed, Harry did not immediately re-enter that world through Snape's memory.

Snape's memory after 1964 jumped directly to five or six years later, and the time period he entered yesterday was in these two memories.But the "memory" he has is just that one, and it cannot be re-entered.

Irene had seen him disappear twice before, and for some unknown reason, the woman didn't say anything, but Harry didn't think she wasn't curious.Of course, this happened by chance, but Harry had already made up his mind that next time he couldn't suddenly appear or disappear in front of other people, not even Snape.He had to find out the law of time when he traveled to that world so that he would not disappear suddenly.It's just that it's not easy, Snape's memory is only a few paragraphs, and it's impossible to repeat experiments like other traversal rules.

Harry thought about the previous few times carefully—the time he went in was unstable, sometimes long, sometimes short, it seemed to be irregular, it seemed to be getting longer and longer, but how long could he stay?The only thing he can be sure of is that the ratio of the two times is one to one, that is, if one day he wants to stay there for a year, then this world will also pass a year.

——If there is such a day, then he has to prepare in advance.

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The holidays are approaching, and Harry intends to enter that world on the night of the holidays.

This time he was better prepared.

Over the past three years, he had entered Snape's memory countless times, and almost every detail of these memories was engraved in his mind.

Snape's first memory should be spring, probably the weather in this world right now, the sun is shining, the spring is bright, warm and humid, there are fallen flowers that haven't been completely cleaned up on the ground, but the trees are already covered with fresh green branches , Some trees are even full of emerald green. The first time the nine or ten-year-old Snape met his mother was in that small playground where there were almost no people.

At least this time, he didn't have to worry about wearing the wrong clothes again, and the invisibility cloak was ready - he didn't intend to appear in front of little Snape rashly, even if the little boy no longer remembered him.

In fact, Snape's memory can not only analyze the weather and environment, but also see a little bit.Irene should have revealed something about magic to Snape later, so the little boy could tell his mother that you are a witch when he saw his mother doing all kinds of abnormalities.

Harry didn't know if it had anything to do with him, but at least after going through that time, Irene had some kind of change, which was a good start.In fact, knowing this, Harry felt that it was okay not to pass through, but he really wanted to see little Snape again, to confirm that he was really alive in that world.