The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"Lily."

Snape stood motionless, with the back hem and sleeves of his robes hanging down to the ground, like a classical statue with a tragic theme. His voice gradually became softer, as if he was turning around in the valley.

Harry said nothing, as if this was enough, and he was willing to stand here and look at her forever.

Two unrelated persons, Loren and Dumbledore, had already walked some distance away. They could only see the three of them standing towards each other, and their voices could not be heard clearly.

The night wind blows, the clouds and mists dissipate, and the woods under the moonlight are particularly quiet.

"Sev...after graduation, I thought we would never see each other again."

Exuding a faint silver glow, Lily looked at her childhood friend who had opened the door to magic. There was no complaint or blame in her eyes, and there was a look of nostalgia on her face, "How long has it been since we had a good talk?"

"..." Snape's lips moved, but he did not give an answer. Maybe he couldn't remember clearly, or maybe he didn't want to answer.

"You seem to have become more mature and stable." Lily narrowed her eyes and spoke softly, "When we graduated, you hung out with the Death Eaters. I was worried that you would always be immersed in the world of black magic and become a person in the future. A lonely and weird evil wizard."

Harry silently agreed in his heart.

Yes, that's right, he is.

"I became the Potions Professor at Hogwarts." Snape said in a difficult voice.

"That's great. I originally wanted to be a Potions professor, but the professor said that I was too young and should see the outside world. I wouldn't have the chance to apply again later. Now, you have experienced what it's like to be a professor for me. "

Lily's voice was a little ethereal, and when the night wind blew, it became even more ethereal and distant. She continued to ask, "How are Harry's grades?"

Snape paused and replied politely: "Ordinary."

Harry was determined to refute, but just thinking about his transcript, he suddenly lost his confidence.

"Huh? What a pity that he couldn't inherit my talent in potions."

"He's pretty talented at Charms and Quidditch."

"Charms and Quidditch..." Lily showed a smile, and then said frankly, "It sounds like he is more like his father."

"So is the character."

"Then you must be troubled."

Lily chuckled a few times, her eyebrows narrowed into crescent moons, and her long hanging hair swayed slightly. She didn't shy away from the past grudges at all. She didn't seem to care that the person in front of her was one of the culprits who killed their couple, and her tone of conversation was more serious. Like a good friend reunited after a long separation, "I want to laugh when I think about how you get along. Even though I feel awkward, you still continue to care about and protect Harry. There must have been a lot of misunderstandings and jokes!"

"Yes, in the first few years of school, he always thought that I wanted to murder him, but later he became more sensible."

"Sounds like James' experience with you."

"It's better than that guy. At least he won't show off his golden snitch in the corridor. He just always likes to get involved in things that he shouldn't get involved in. He always looks stupid and overestimates his abilities..."

Snape recounted the events of that year, and the memories were like a flood that burst a dam. His voice became increasingly difficult, and finally he choked up and could no longer speak.

He stared at Lily in front of him, paused for a long time, and his lips trembled slightly: "If it weren't for me, Voldemort wouldn't know that prophecy, he wouldn't notice you, you wouldn't die, and you could personally accompany him to grow up. , rather than listen to me paraphrase here.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Decades later, the apology that he had not been able to say when he was young came out, as if the gate that sealed his heart was opened. The Potions Professor tore away all his pride in front of the most annoying student, and kept stating his crimes, as if saying Telling it to the victim is also like telling it to yourself. “Okay, I forgive you.”

Lily said softly, with a little helplessness, as if she saw the boy who emerged from behind the bushes many years ago, wearing his mother's ill-fitting sweater. Later, he changed out of the old clothes, but he still could not get rid of his inferiority and embarrassment. What weighed on him drove him down the wrong path.

Snape still kept apologizing repeatedly and stubbornly promised that he would prepare for the resurrection ceremony again and make up for his mistakes...

"I've said enough!"

Lily raised her voice slightly, showing a bit of a Gryffindor girl's tough attitude. Looking at Snape who was a little confused, she said "Huh" in disgust and helplessness, and reached out to wipe away the traces from the corners of Snape's eyes. Tears, soul and entity just pass by.

Snape's eyes looked even more guilty, and she seemed to be relieved: "What a resurrection ritual, what kind of equivalent exchange for death, you are so stupid, I really don't understand why Dumbledore didn't stop you, you are really stupid."

"..." Snape pursed his lips.

"That's it. Leave the Resurrection Stone. You go find Dumbledore. Harry and I will be alone for a while." Lily turned to look at her son. Harry was so shaken by the scene just now that his head was dizzy. Standing beside him blankly.

Snape's eyes flickered, and he immediately handed over the black stone. Harry took it stupidly. The moment the resurrection stone was handed over, Lily's soul flickered.

Snape walked slowly towards the two people not far away in silence, behind him the sounds of mother and son reuniting.

"Don't even think about coming back to life. I'm alive again. What will your father do?

"Things back then were very complicated, and it was not his fault alone. Even if he did not leak the secret, the prophecy would always come true, but the process would have changed.

"Of course, if you really mind, just find a way to beat him up, he won't retaliate.

"..."

Snape paused, pretending not to hear and continued walking forward. As the distance increased, the voice behind him could no longer be heard.

…

Loren secretly glanced at Professor Snape, wanting to see if his eyes were red and if there were any traces of tears. The distance was too far just now, so he couldn't see clearly whether he was crying.

Unfortunately, it was too dark to see clearly.

Snape came close to the two, and after seeing their gaze, his face darkened. He put on his expressionless cold face and said calmly: "Did you two just defeat Voldemort together?"

Dumbledore smiled: "Correction, it's not us, only Loren."

Snape raised his eyebrows, suppressed his surprise and continued to ask: "Is there a way to deal with the Horcruxes?"

"We have destroyed five Horcruxes. Voldemort's soul can't bear to continue to split. Only the last living Horcrux is left." Dumbledore briefly explained the current situation, "I heard that the snake tree in Ilvermorny is a little abnormal. I plan to go to Mount Greylock to see it during the summer vacation."

"The Horcrux he hid won't be discovered so easily."

"Well... if the Horcrux is not in Ilvermorny, I can only wait until I retire and travel around the world to slowly find it."

Snape frowned, obviously not thinking this was Dumbledore's real plan, and he asked again: "What about Harry?"

"Lily will give him the answer, just like she gave you the answer."

"..."