[HP] Guardian

When Harry woke up, Gryffindor was looking at him with his legs crossed. He watched Harry wake up and shook his hand at him, "Hey, heir, you are finally awake"

"Huh?" Harry looked at Gryffindor suspiciously, buried his head in his arms again, and sat up suddenly after a long time, "Why am I here, Sev!"

"Oh! Don't worry, he's fine," Gryffindor said hastily.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief at Gryffindor's words, and he glanced at Gryffindor with some doubts, "Why am I here?"

"Do you remember what happened?" Gryffindor asked.

"Huh? I cast a curse on Voldemort...isn't he dead!" Harry asked in surprise.

"No, no, he's dead." Gryffindor waved his hand. He looked Harry up and down, and then pointed at Harry. "I'm afraid you should be concerned about yourself now."

"Me?" Harry lowered his head in doubt, and then...found himself in a translucent state, like a Hogwarts ghost, as if floating on the stool "I...dead?"

Harry was a little confused. He seemed to have been cursed when he was in the dream of Shioniliyi, so he died too.

"Look more clearly." Gryffindor pointed to his body again.

"Golden" Harry stretched out his hand, not sure if he was a strange ghost, unlike other ghosts in Hogwarts, he was gray-white and transparent.His body was golden but translucent, and then he tried to touch the table, but he couldn't pass through.

"I'm afraid it's because although the soul piece was swallowed by you, it also constitutes a part of you. If you kill that lunatic slicer, naturally a part of you will also be killed. You are missing a part, so there is a small problem. ' Gryffindor shrugged.

"Small problem..." Harry covered his face with a headache, "How to solve it?"

"Oh! I've never seen this before. Maybe we can read and study here, but you can't get out anyway." Gryffindor let out a helpless sigh while holding his chin.

Harry froze for a moment, and he cast his magic in the direction of the door, but the door did nothing.

"One, you can't open the door without a physical body, and two, you are not a complete ghost or energy body, so you can't go through the wall"

"Can't you go out?" Harry asked suspiciously.He had never seen Gryffindor go out before, and he asked Creaver to come to him when something happened.

"I am just a consciousness, born with the power of Gryffindor. You found me, and I am here. My body is dead long ago."

"No, I have to find a way out, Sev..." Harry was a little flustered, if Snape thought he was dead, would he do something irreversible, no!No, Dumbledore would find a way to keep him alive.

"Are you worried about the head of Slytherin?" Harry nodded, Gryffindor rubbed his eyes "Creaver"

The golden lion came through the wall and landed on the ground "Oh! You woke up"

"How is Severus, is he alright?" Harry brightened his eyes and asked Cravel hurriedly.

"Well... he... is okay, it's just..." Cravel stammered, he scratched the ground nervously, "Your memories that existed have been erased."

Harry opened his mouth, and he remembered what Gryffindor said, if you die, the traces of your existence will disappear...

"That's right..." Harry said softly.He sighed and continued with a wry smile, "That's fine, forget me...he won't be sad, Voldemort is dead, and he can start a new life"

Creaver flicked his tail and didn't know what to say to comfort him. He glanced at the usually talkative Gryffindor and motioned for him to speak. Gryffindor shook his head, how can I persuade him.

"Then let's find out how to get out now, Creaver... Please help me carry the books, Gryffindor and I can take a look at it when we have nothing to do." Harry sniffed, holding back his sadness.

"Okay." The golden lion nodded. In fact, they knew in their hearts that Gryffindor had read those books. If he had the impression, he would have said it. They were just giving hope to pass the time.

After a month of cleaning up after the war, the little animals returned to the campus after the Halloween holiday. In order to take care of the students affected by the war, Dumbledore negotiated with the Ministry of Education. The students who suspended school can choose to start studying again in the next school year, O Examinations of ·w·Ls and N·E·w·Ts will be postponed, of course, affected students can also apply to choose to take the examination again in the next academic year.

However, most of the small animals chose to return to Hogwarts, and Hogwarts after the war did not seem to leave traces of war.Also, because of the griffin, the Death Eaters didn't even reach the side of the castle. The magical creatures under Voldemort, because of the griffin's roar, instinctively chose to retreat. They understand the rules passed down by blood, and there is no such thing as This kind of creature can survive the invasion of the griffin's territory.

The return of the small animals has brought new life to the castle that has been silent for a month. They are still chattering and lively, but the war has made them grow a lot, and they have also learned to respect teachers, because they have seen that the most dangerous At that time, it was the professors of Hogwarts who guarded them.By the way, especially that cold old bat, the Ministry of Magic has made public the trial of the Wizengamot, which is really surprising. No one thought that he and Dumbledore would team up to deceive the mysterious man, so that the mysterious man and His men perish.

Although they talked about Snape hotly, and some people still doubted him, no one dared to act presumptuously in front of him. He was still a lonely old bat in the castle, perhaps he was more silent than before.After Potions class was over, Hermione walked out of the classroom with Ron. She stood at the door of the classroom and couldn't help but look back. Snape seemed to be different. It turned out that he was a professor who was feared and hated. Now...he... He was like a walking dead, he no longer sneered, no longer threatened, and he didn't even deduct college points.Even if Ron added something outlandish, he just coldly cleaned it up and asked him to redo it.

Ron was surprised and pleased by this, and they said privately that it was because Snape had to disguise himself. Role.

But Hermione didn't think so, and she seemed to feel that there was something wrong with her memory. She took out her notebook and recorded the confusing places one by one.Why did they go to the screaming booth when the Death Eaters attacked the school that day, and they happened to meet Snape talking with the mysterious man.Also... She felt as if she had forgotten someone, a very important person.

Snape returned to the cellar with the medicine box in hand. He sat on a chair and lit the fireplace, staring at the blanket on the floor in a daze. His fox was gone...

"Severus, come here for a while?" Just as Snape fell into memory again, Dumbledore's face appeared from the fireplace, and Snape blinked and got up to go to the headmaster's office.

"You are... Tina" Snape walked through the fireplace, and his eyes fell on the two extra elves in the headmaster's room.

"Yes, Master Severus, I'm Tina. This is Corey, and this is the elf of the Potter family." Tina mentioned that the eyes of the Potter family were red again. Their last head left, and he told himself in private All of his property was left to his recognized partner, and they have come to entrust the inheritance today.

Dumbledore gave up his seat and returned to his room, leaving Snape alone to communicate with the elves of the Potter family.

"Mr. Snape, the master has left you the shop, property and Gringotts property under his name, please sign it." Snape was not recognized by the Potter family, and Corey followed the rules and did not address him. He was the master, but he didn't stop Tina from being unruly.

"No, he's not dead, I won't sign it" Snape shook his head, he had talked to Dumbledore and the portrait in the headmaster's office, and they still felt Harry's connection to the castle.

Corey opened his mouth, he glanced at Snape, then lowered his head again, "Mr. Snape...Master..."

"He's not dead," Snape repeated calmly.

"The master has confessed that if he... the shop at 108 Diagon Alley and the riverside garden will be handed over to Mr., the master hopes that Mr. can help him take care of it, as well as the key to Gringotts," Corey tentatively said Harry's confession words, and put the three keys on the table.

"Oh... so he planned it a long time ago." Snape said with tears streaming down his face, "Liar!"

He lowered his head and covered his face and wept bitterly. This was the first time he cried aloud in a month.

"Master Severus..." Tina was about to say something, but Cory stopped her.

"Master's words and things have been brought. I hope Mr. Snape will keep them well. Goodbye." Cory held Tina, and the elves left Hogwarts in an instant.

"Liar..." Snape bit his clenched fist, crying heartbreakingly.

"We..." Analie whispered, Frankie shook her head, "Poor kid"

Blizzards come from autumn to winter, and it is Christmas again.Snape was lying drunk on the bed, there still seemed to be a faint scent of green grass, he slept extremely unsteadily, the fireplace was not lit, his body couldn't stop shivering in the cold cellar, he curled up under the quilt, as if he wanted to Looking for a warm "Harry, I'm cold..."

Early the next morning, Dobby, who was arranged by Dumbledore to take care of Snape, sent Snape to the medical wing. He was in a daze with a high fever, and was reprimanded by the queen of the medical wing, which alarmed Dumbledore.

"It can't go on like this," Dumbledore whispered to Hogwarts' new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Gnard, who was Grindelwald in disguise.

"I can't help it either." Grindelwald shrugged.

"It's useless." Dumbledore waved his hand in disgust, and Grindelwald pouted depressedly, as if he had been disgusted since he came back.

"Oh... where are my memories?" Dumbledore stroked his beard, why couldn't he remember where the half of the cabinet was.

After Snape sobered up, he was temporarily restrained by Madam Pomfrey. Dumbledore obeyed Madam Pomfrey's order and forbade all the elves in the castle to send wine to the cellar, but his condition didn't seem to improve, he began to suffer from insomnia , always wandering around the castle in the middle of the night, and rushing to class during the day as if nothing happened.He became thinner and paler, resembling a vampire, which made the younger students even more afraid of the potions professor.

Time passed quickly, but it seemed to be very slow, and one semester was over. Snape watched Harry's friends embrace each other and bid farewell to the campus. Because of the postponement of exams, they will have a summer vacation to prepare, The exam will then be taken at the beginning of the next semester.

Snape turned and went back to his own cellar. The console in the potion room had been emptied, and there were no longer piles of bottles and jars, but a huge magic circle was drawn, just like Harry's studio Same as the floor.

Snape picked up the forbidden/book on the side to confirm the magic circle again. He picked up an ebony box from the shelf, and opened the box to store a lock of hair, which was from when he cut Harry's hair. He touched the hair that was removed from the clothes, and carefully put it into the center of the magic circle.

Then he chanted a spell, and the magic circle flashed an uneasy white light, and then he took a mithril knife, cut his wrist, and let the blood flow into the magic circle.

"Why..." He was lying on the side of the console and watched in a daze as the magic circle that was still flickering went out. The hope in his eyes turned into despair. Before he passed out, he heard a knock on the door. Unfortunately, he had no strength left. .

"I don't know, I... there was blood all over the place when we went in." Outside the door of the medical wing, Hermione and Draco looked at Dumbledore palely.They were about to leave school, Hermione had some doubts and wanted to clarify, so she came to find Snape, but she knocked on the door and no one answered, Draco came when she was about to leave.Draco invited Snape to visit the restored manor under the order of Lucius. Because he was a Slytherin prefect, he knew the password. As soon as the gate was opened, they could smell a strong smell of blood. After this war, They all knew that normal bleeding would not have such a strong smell. When they called Snape and there was no response, Draco found blood flowing out of the potion room, and they saw panic in each other's eyes one after another.Seeing that the situation was not good that day, many Death Eaters who did not enter Hogwarts still ran away. Peter and others are all wanted by the Ministry of Magic. No one will break into Hogwarts and kill Snape and wait for them He hurriedly opened the door of the potion room, and saw Snape slumped on the edge of the console, already unconscious.

"Thank you for saving him." Dumbledore sighed, but did not intend to explain the matter. "I hope you will keep this matter a secret."

The two nodded one after another. They didn't know what Snape was doing, but the people outside who had to give up temporarily because of Dumbledore's testimony were still staring at Snape. To carry out secret experiments at Hogwarts, I am afraid that Azkaban is indispensable.

"Okay, you go back first." Dumbledore eased his face, nodded kindly to the two, and turned to enter the medical wing.

"Severus..." Snape seemed to hear someone calling him, he struggled to wake up, but he was very tired "Severus..."

"Dumbledore..." Snape opened his mouth and let out an ugly sound.

"Finally woke up." Dumbledore heaved a sigh of relief. He promised others to take good care of Snape, and almost broke the contract.

Snape tried hard to open his eyes, looked at the smallpox and closed them again, failed...

"I have a memory about him here, come to the principal's office when you are well." Snape opened his eyes, he struggled to get up, but was stopped by Dumbledore, "Come again when you are done, I don't want to be scolded"

Dumbledore poked his probe out, but luckily he didn't disturb Poppy.

"I..." Snape still wanted to fight, but Dumbledore cast a Stasis Curse on him.

"This is a small punishment. You did something you shouldn't do. Come back when you're done, or I won't give you the memory." Dumbledore threatened, and Snape finally closed his mouth in compromise.

"Have a good rest, then I'll treat you to red bean pie." Dumbledore waved his hand and left the medical wing.

The next day, when Dumbledore saw Snape sitting in his principal's room, he sighed helplessly,

"Come here." Dumbledore opened the cabinet of his Pensieve and called Snape over. "There are memories of my conversation with Harry in here, take your time."

Dumbledore stepped aside, sat back in his chair, ordered a cup of black tea and waited quietly.Dumbledore pondered for a long time about the whereabouts of his memories. It wasn't until Nicolume sent a letter the day before yesterday asking if he wanted to send back the box that he gave him that he vaguely realized that the memory should be given to Nicolume for safekeeping. After receiving the letter from the owl, he opened the box to check, and found that it was indeed the memory of the missing half of the cabinet. He poured it into the pensieve to check a few memories, and immediately understood, but he didn't continue to look down. He felt that Snape Should know more about this.

Snape sank into the memory of the Pensieve, he saw the boy appear in the headmaster's office and gave Dumbledore four memories, Dumbledore checked the memory, the boy looked away sadly.Four memories...He killed Dumbledore...The boy looked at his memory and found Voldemort to make a break...The duel with Voldemort...Then met Gryffindor and was sent back to the past...From the future...

Snape looked up from the Pensieve, disbelief in his eyes.He knew everything...not because Dumbledore said it, but because he told him, from the future...no...maybe for the boy it was his past self.

Snape blinked and lowered his head to enter the next memory. The boy told Dumbledore the box that stored the memory, and set the opening conditions on it to prevent him from accidents.And the boy talked to the old bee about his daughter, and it was obvious that the boy liked his daughter very much.

The next memory was that the boy and the old bee were going to get the ring, and the boy suddenly had an accident. Snape remembered that since that day, the boy's attitude towards him had changed. What did he see...

When Snape was about to enter the next memory, Dumbledore stopped him, and Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder and pulled him out of the memory, "Your current body is not suitable for continuous viewing of memories, Severus... Can we talk?"

Snape nodded silently, and sat back in his old seat. Dumbledore sat opposite and poured him a cup of black tea, which tasted normal.

"Sorry, I just got the memory back." Dumbledore looked at him apologetically.

"Why...you always knew, why didn't you tell me?" Snape bit his lip, his hands were trembling, and he tilted his head back, holding back the soreness in his nose.

"Sorry, I promised him..." Dumbledore looked at him sadly, and was interrupted coldly by Snape.

"Then why tell me now!" His voice was hoarse, and finally he couldn't hold back his tears. He cried very aggrieved, but unfortunately the person who made him tell his grievances was gone.

"I promised him to take good care of you, but now you..." Dumbledore sighed, he didn't want to see Snape like this.

"Oh! Don't worry, this was just an accident, I'm not looking for death" Snape mocked, curling his lips.

"Yes, you're not looking for death, so what's the difference? Merylde's contract, one life for another, even if Harry comes back, how can you make him feel at ease?" Dumbledore said loudly.

"He'll have to come back then," Snape growled, failing!Even doing the swap with itself fails.

"How could he come back if he wasn't dead at all?" Dumbledore said calmly.Snape gave him a blank look, not believing what he said at all.

"Remember the box he gave me to store memories? I've already taken it back." Dumbledore waved his wand, and the box in the drawer flew over.Snape was just about to pick it up, but was avoided by Dumbledore "I have one condition"

Snape frowned at him, and it took him a long time before he said, "There's nothing I can do to help you now."

"No, you can. I will be retiring from next semester to take over as my headmaster." Dumbledore returned to a kind state, looking particularly in need of a beating.

"Oh! Dumbledore...you are still afraid that I will commit suicide." Snape shook his head, and said mockingly, "You gave up the position of headmaster in order to find me a responsibility. I... a former Death Eater, is still questioned Me, a headmaster like me, you want to close Hogwarts"

"I don't deny that I want to find something for you to do, but you are really suitable for the position of principal, and I am indeed going to retire." Dumbledore pursed his lips. Someone is now wandering in front of him like a ghost all day long, that is I want him to leave here and live a peaceful life.

"Since you want to retire, you should give Minerva the headmaster position, she was trained by you, and now the school needs a decent Gryffindor to appease the students and parents, not me, an evil Sto "Lytherin" Snape continued to spray the venom, but Dumbledore didn't care, he raised the box in his hand.

"I believe in you. You promise me to give you this box, only I can open this box, you think about it" Dumbledore took a sip of tea indifferently, a picture on the wall showed contempt, Dumbledore was really Their new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has taken a bad lead, and this rogue's temperament is very similar to Grindelwald.

"Dumbledore..." Dumbledore shook the box again, Snape gave him a hard look, and finally agreed with gritted teeth, "I promise, you open it"

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction, "From tomorrow onwards, I will give you three memories a day, and you take the time to come and read them every day. By the way, don't let me know what mess you are doing again. I will let you The little elf is supervising you, go back and rest today."

Snape touched the wand in his sleeve, and finally resisted the urge to cast a curse on the old bee. He snorted coldly, turned and left the principal's room.

"Oh...is this attitude appropriate?" Dumbledore stroked his beard with a smile, proud of his achievements.