The Golden Age of HP Rebirth

Snape was obviously disgusted by him, he coughed and said angrily, "I was just ordered by Dumbledore to make potions for you, not your nanny, and of course I wouldn't search for potions all over the world. You mindless troll."

Harry followed behind him, curling the corners of his mouth slyly, obviously he had already been used to filtering the venom automatically.

17

When it comes to rain, the British probably have the most say in the world. The rainy season occupies four seasons throughout the year.No one knows how many words in the Oxford dictionary are used to describe rain, the size, shape, way of dripping, angle of inclination, mixed smell... About as many and as many words as the way a Catholic priest describes God's chastisement.

Severus Snape hated rain, and the only liquids he could tolerate were black coffee and potions.The source of all things - water, Snape was sure he didn't need its support to exist.He is not interested in exploring the secrets of water. It drips from the sky, gathers in depressions, seeps into the soil, and gurgles in the invisible dark river below the surface. With green grass and flowers, maybe it still has a chance to cling to the hard rock and jump to the top of the mountain, overlooking the world.In the end it ran to the sea, jumped for joy with thousands of brothers, evaporated under the warm comfort of the sun, and started another cycle.But all of this meant nothing to Snape, he never cared about all of this except frowning at the patter of rain outside the window.It's just water molecules that evaporate, gather, fall, gather again, and evaporate again.Everything is the law of nature, just like the law of the jungle, birth, old age, sickness and death, it is meaningless and there is no need to explore it.He raised his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky. The sun could not be found, only a circle of light in the southeast, like a solemn miracle of God.The rain slides down in a straight line. It falls out of the clouds, collides and blends in the high air, loses and inflates itself every time, and then rushes to the ground faster, merging with other raindrops more forcefully.If the distance is enough and the humidity in the air is enough, a drop of rain can turn into a waterfall.

Severus Snape hated rain, or it could be said that he hated most liquids.But there is a reason for every feeling, and this distaste comes from that filthy stinky gutter in Spinner's End.He hates jumping down and dragging his drunken and yelling father home when he accidentally fell into the water. He hates being laughed at by other children when he goes to the river to take out the garbage every morning. After a pause, he sneaked to the river to scoop up water to wash off the blood. He hated the water stains on his father's body when he was salvaged, and his swollen and purple body.He hated ceilings and walls that were moldy from rain and moisture.Those sounds—the sound of wine colliding, spitting, splashing water... Those sounds kept pushing him to the corner, to the brink of collapse in his growing memory, but he was still alive, And gritted his teeth to resist.

If the rain is heavy enough to connect the sky and the earth, will the fish swim upstream to reach heaven?If the rain is heavy enough to form a piece of heaven and earth, and the water is instantly frozen by magic, and we climb up the icicles, what kind of scene will we see?Snape hated the rain, but Lily loved it.Snape had no imagination, but Lily always had a wild imagination. "Sev, I must have been a fish in my previous life, surrounded by water all day long, happily spitting bubbles." For such a vision, Snape could only be silent, as always, in Lily's sigh.

Snape had always known that he and Lily belonged to two opposing and exclusive worlds, and time, the omnipotent antidote, could only push them to a more distant world.Just like limited resources and unlimited desires, there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the two of them.If Lily is the carefree angel playing the harp and flying around God, then she is the villain holding a fork to watch over the scorching flames. Whether she is voluntary or not, she has already been implanted with devil's spikes. horn.In fact, he himself didn't know how he was attracted to Lily. Lily was warm-hearted, tolerant, and kind, and caring was never a good point for him.Lily was passionate about making friends, and feelings were never an area Snape wanted to dabble in.If anything, both he and Lily had a talent for potions.For the hand of friendship that he extended for the first time when he was a child and this little bit of similarity, Snape persisted for decades. After so long, Snape himself forgot the reason for persistence and downplayed the meaning of persistence.

The sound of boiling potion behind him pulled Snape back from his contemplation, and he frowned at the rain curtain again.This potion was brewed for the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who did not know his identity. Thinking of this, Snape curled his lips again. Dumbledore was indeed an old man whose brain was eaten away by sweets. Art professors are all idiots, but you can't just hire a person of unknown origin like this. Although that person knew the boy from the Potter family and claimed to be an old friend of Lily and Potter, but Snape had been with Lily when he was a student. Never saw him at your wedding!That man - Peverell, although he may have some common sense and is much more enjoyable to get along with than Lockhart and his ilk, is also a brainless bastard.I never knew that I had to come regularly to fetch potions, my memory made some kind of error, and my spirit was always in a state of confusion.Although he is a person who has absolutely nothing to do with him, the way that person looks at him always makes him uncomfortable.It seemed that they had known each other for a long time, and he was not used to such familiarity, nor did he like this kind of concern.

18

Dumbledore pinched both ends of the crescent-shaped mirror lightly with both hands, resting his elbows on the table, and the old wand that the world was chasing wildly was also casually placed next to a simple map.Harry sat opposite the old man, frowning in the same way, staring at the Ravenclaw diadem that lay on the black marble table with the map.The diadem that once burned the big fool Crabbe was now a Ravenclaw townhouse that only helped to open one's mind.The reason why he said "become" instead of "still" is because Harry was sure that when he sneaked into the Room of Requirement the night he found Andrew, it still had a strong aura of dark magic attached to it, and it was still one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. But now, looking at the diadem that was still motionless after being thrown a bunch of detection spells, Harry could only admit the fact that the soul piece had disappeared.Marked on the map are the locations of the five Horcruxes besides the two living creatures Harry himself and Nagini, excluding the Hufflepuff Cup, which is still safely locked in Bellatrix's underground vault Except that there is no way to detect it yet, the other four Horcruxes have been confirmed to have no fragments of Voldemort's soul.But the soul piece in Harry's body still exists, and there is no need to do any testing. Harry also knows that he has not escaped the fate that he is destined to fight Voldemort to the death.When there was still a Horcrux in his head, Harry felt that he didn't think he was any different from others except that he had headaches from time to time, he could understand Parseltongue, and he could communicate with Voldemort.But in fact, when Voldemort died completely and the Horcrux disappeared, Harry really had himself, as if he had been reborn. At that time, he felt a sense of comfort after his soul was washed, allowing the blind to see the sky The lightness of the song is the touch of the deaf after hearing the hymn.Sometimes when Harry was walking on the road and breathing the fresh air, he suddenly felt that he had turned into a bird with air sacs in his bones, and he was about to float up lightly.Hermione said that after the war, her personality changed a lot. She was no longer a "Gryffindor" like she used to be, she lost her energy and curiosity that was about to overflow, and she was no longer as jealous as she used to be. Others are biased.Perhaps it was in that way that the relationship between himself and Sev improved and deepened.Harry sank into his chair, sinking into his memories, until Snape's annoying knock on the table brought him back to his senses.He looked ignorantly at the black-robed professor standing aside, and subconsciously wanted to hug him with a smile, but he woke up suddenly when he stretched out his hand halfway, and retracted embarrassingly.Fortunately, Snape didn't notice his movements. Harry tugged at his sleeves in annoyance, but when he raised his eyes, he was startled by the probing look in Dumbledore's eyes.

"Severus, what's the matter?" Dumbledore gave Harry a meaningful look, then turned to Snape.

"You asked me to find detailed information about the Albanian forest." Snape explained the purpose of his visit succinctly, and handed Dumbledore a leather bag.At the same time, he took a rough look at the map spread out on the desktop, but he didn't know what to say. "I don't know what you want these things for." He glanced at Harry quickly, with deep disapproval in his eyes. "I hope you don't get lost in the darkness," Snape said pointedly.After finishing speaking, he glared at Harry again, then turned and left, but did not close the door of the principal's office.

Harry looked blankly at Dumbledore's playful expression, only to belatedly realize that he once again forgot to get the potion on time, and hurriedly stood up to bid farewell to the headmaster, he didn't want to try Snape's "improvement" again. The potion is gone.

"I just noticed that the diadem on the table is Ravenclaw's diadem, if I hadn't been so old that I misread it." Snape watched Harry continue to frown and drink the potion silently, when he was Continuing tacitly: "So Professor Peverell finally realized his lack of intelligence, and planned to seek help through external aids?" The potion Harry had just swallowed while pinching his nose