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Chapter 155 Disagreement
Snape's expression and voice were both off.

This was completely different from the Snape in Sherlock's impression who had a gloomy face all day long, as if someone owed him [-] million, and could never find a wife in his life!
His eyes are no longer hazy and harsh, but full of hope.

Sherlock stared at him, feeling that something was wrong with Snape like that, he asked, frowning.

"what happened to you?"

"What's wrong with me." Snape actually laughed, "I'm very well! Forrest! Thank you! Thank you very much!"

It's getting weirder.

Sherlock looked at Snape's not a sneer, a sinister smile at all, but a smile that was really happy and thankful, and felt more and more apprehensive.

"What do you want to do? Shouldn't we be thinking about how to go back now?"

"Go back?" Snape said softly, he and Sherlock looked at each other, "Why go back?"

"Are you going to stay here forever?" Sherlock asked word by word.

"Why not?" Snape breathed relaxedly. "This is the best world for me! A world where she's alive and I still have a chance to save her!"

Sherlock alertly heard the point of Snape's words.

"'She'? Which she? You mean Harry's mother?"

"In 1977 she wasn't!"

Snape said flatly.

In an instant, Sherlock wanted to understand what this greasy old guy wanted to do!

He remembered what Lupine had told him earlier.

The reason why Snape resented James so much at the time, apart from part of the school violence, was that Harry's mother finally chose Harry's father instead of him!

So, this guy wants to be a tauren now!
Turn yourself into Harry's dad!
Sherlock stared at him.

"You want to fuck Harry!"

Snape said irritably, "I told you, she's no one's mother now!"

"Shut up! Do you know the consequences of doing this!" Sherlock stared at him firmly, "As a professor at Hogwarts, you should also know that time cannot be played with, and history that has already happened is impossible. Be changed! What we can only think of now is to find a way to return to our timeline, instead of staying here and letting you steal other people's wives!"

"She's not anyone's mother or wife!" Snape roared suddenly, "What history! What time! Since I can come back here, it means that fate has given me this opportunity! I want to change everything! Nobody can stop me!"

Sherlock looked at Snape as if he were looking at an unreasonable madman.

"Then what were you doing in the past! A chance to come back? Snape, you should have read the records about time travelers. You know what those people who tried to change history turned into. None of them had any good results." The ending! The past can no longer be changed, this is the law of the world! People should not always live in the past, this time does not belong to us, because there is another pair of us living here. All we can do is to Create a better future instead of being stuck in the damn past!"

Snape looked at him coldly.

"Of course you would say that, because you can't change anything. Your mother is already dead at this time! You can't change anything yourself, that's why you say such things!"

Sherlock's face darkened.

Snape's words were too much, even if Sherlock had no feelings for the original owner's mother, he was irritated by his words, and he grabbed his collar directly.

"I'll say it again! We have to find a way to go back! If you are the only one here, no matter how you die, I don't care! But now I come here with you! If you do something you shouldn't What I did! Then I will be implicated along with it!"

"Then why did you bring me to this hour? It's funny to show me hope and not let me pursue it!"

"You think I want to! You have the face to say it yourself! You are a professor at Hogwarts, Harry's teacher! But what have you done? For your own personal grievances, for revenge on Lupine and Sirius, you would rather let Lupine Ping turned into a werewolf in front of them, and didn't give him the wolfbane potion! Even if you have the slightest responsibility as a teacher, you won't be like this!"

"What do you know! Do you know what they did to me at school!" Snape growled, "I'm not only here to get Lily back! I'm here to get revenge on them! Let them know what regret is !"

Finally Sherlock couldn't take it any longer, and he punched Snape hard in the face, knocking him to the ground!
Snape was knocked dizzy by his sudden blow, and the blood flowed out of his nostrils unstoppably.

Sherlock forcefully pushed him down to the ground, and Snape continued to struggle, but he, who had been studying potions in the basement all year round, could not be the opponent of Sherlock, who was young and strong and insisted on exercising every day.

"You really think there is regret medicine in this world!"

"Now is the time for me to regret it!"

"The result will only get worse!" Sherlock gritted his teeth and punched Snape in the face again, "If you really want to make amends, the correct way is to be nicer to her son! Not this A cowardly regret!"

"You don't know anything at all!"

"Yes! I don't understand! But I know I want to go back to the original time!"

In less than a moment, Snape was beaten so that snot and tears mixed with nosebleeds all over his face.

Seeing Snape covering his head, no longer struggling to resist, Sherlock had no intention of waking him up.

He got off Snape panting, he cast spells continuously during the time travel before, coupled with the actions at this moment, his physical strength was exhausted very quickly, and his body was extremely tired.

Sherlock sat beside Snape, and Snape covered his face with his hands, as if he had been beaten to death by him, remained motionless and did not say a word.

Both of them breathed heavily and fell silent for a moment.

"Okay, let's both calm down," Sherlock said, breathing easily.

Snape looked away, as if he didn't want to hear him.

"I know you have your request." Sherlock looked at the floating white clouds in the sky and said, "Although I can't understand it, I can also support some of your ideas. For example, let you talk to the Harry of this world first." See you later, Mom."

"Her name is Lily Evans." Snape, who looked like a dead man, said abruptly.

Sherlock chose to make some concessions.

"Okay, Lily Evans. Since you miss her so much, you should meet with her first, and we'll talk about the rest after the meeting."

Snape wiped the snot, tears and blood on his face with the sleeve of his robe, then stretched out a hand to Sherlock, and said coldly.

"Give me back my wand."

"Don't think about it." Sherlock stood up from the ground, "I won't return it to you until we have settled the matter and reached a consensus."

"Then how do I go to see Lily?" Snape also sat up from the ground. He looked in a mess now, except for his stinky face, he didn't look like he used to be the head of Slytherin.

After hearing that Sherlock was willing to help him meet Lily first, Snape's emotions were not as extreme and violent as before, and he began to communicate.

Of course Sherlock knew that this was a gesture of compromise that he would only show without a wand.

If he hadn't taken Snape's wand away in the first place, Snape would have run to Lily's house by now.

"I agree with you to see her, but then you have to follow my arrangement." Sherlock stared at him, "Let's not think about the differences between us, as far as the current situation is concerned, we are on the same rope Grasshopper, so we have to figure out what we are bringing here."

Since it was Sherlock who brought it up first, he also took out all his own things first.

He took out the magic bag that had cast the Untraceable Stretching Charm, and poured out the contents on the ground in front of Snape.

In addition to the two hundred magic wands, there is also a bottle of Felicity Elixir given to him by Slughorn, fragments of the Philosopher's Stone from Nick LeMay, several bottles of pre-configured sadness potions, and some other effects. A potion, a bag of Galleons, and a few magic books.

Watching Sherlock show him all his belongings, Snape also remained silent, and took out a bag that was obviously also attached with the Untraceable Stretching Charm.

He didn't pour it directly like Sherlock did, but took out all the contents one by one carefully.

Soon countless potion bottles were filled in front of Snape.

He had no expression on his face, but he couldn't put on that indifferent stinky face with his nose bruised and swollen by Sherlock's beating.

"Do you want me to introduce you one by one?"

Sherlock looked at the colorful potions and waved his hands.

"You don't need to introduce me, you just need to tell me if there is any compound soup in it that you prepared in advance."

Snape looked up at him, and then fished out a potion in a jug from the pile of potions.

"These are, you can put a hair in it and it will work."

"Do you remember where you are now?" Sherlock asked.

Snape narrowed his eyes, he was not reminiscing, but reluctantly said the name of the place.

"A street in Cokeworth called Spinner's End. I stayed there the entire summer vacation of sixth grade. Lily should be there now."

"Okay." Sherlock held out a hand to Snape, "Let's go, the first stop we come here is to go to Cokeworth."

Snape didn't take the kindness offered by Sherlock, he got up from the ground with a cold face.

"Cleansing spell."

Sherlock didn't care about it, he shrugged, and pointed at Snape with his wand, all the dirt on his body disappeared immediately, and his whole body became completely new.

Because this time is a time that Sherlock has not experienced in his memory, there is no way for them to use Apparition directly to reach their destination.

Snape might, but Sherlock certainly wouldn't let him touch the wand.

But in the British wizarding world, besides Floo powder, apparition and Portkey, there is a fourth means of travel.

Sherlock held out his wand, stretching it out straight out of the way, like a Muggle waving a taxi.

Not long after, a purple three-story bus suddenly appeared on the endless wheat field path, driving towards Sherlock and the others without slowing down.

(End of this chapter)