Harry Potter and the Rebirth

Snape struggled desperately. His long-cherished wish came true. For a moment he didn't care about the situation around him. Even if it was a dream, he had to go and see it in person.

Ever since Lily's death, I haven't dreamed of her again. I guess she's unwilling to forgive his mistakes, so she doesn't want to appear in my dreams.

Unconsciously, Snape was in tears, the crystal liquid spread on his already old cheeks. He covered his tears with his large palms and lowered his head, not wanting the person who was gradually approaching to see his current appearance.

He is old, but she is still so young, so youthful and energetic. How should he face it?

Snape saw his greasy hair hanging down through his fingers. For the first time, he hated his unkempt appearance and even complained about why shampoo was invented by the Potters.

In front of the one you love, all disguises seem so ridiculous.

"Professor," Harry called softly, approaching cautiously, fearing to disturb the suffering man in front of him.

"Where is Snape?" Dumbledore looked at the food on the plate, then turned his head and glanced around, but did not see Snape.

Professor McGonagall had finished her meal and left as she had classes in the afternoon. Quirrell, who had just come in, listened to the headmaster's questions and felt that he had come at a wrong time. He lowered his head silently and shrank into a small corner.

For some reason, Dumbledore felt a little flustered. This matter was definitely not that simple. Where was Snape? Although he knew that the professor was very powerful and didn't like to stay in the hall for a long time, he just felt that something was wrong. Perhaps it was because his strength had reached a certain level and his sixth sense was extremely amazing.

Dumbledore wiped his mouth, put down his cutlery, and prepared to go to his office in person.

Snape raised his head slightly, his lost sanity gradually recovered with the word "professor". He immediately activated the brain occlusion technique to contain his collapsed emotions. He immediately became expressionless, with only the traces of tears on his face reminding the two people of what had just happened.

He looked at the girl approaching him. Although her movements were reminiscent of Lily, there was also the Potter he hated.

"Professor, I'm sorry, my name is Harley. We didn't handle some problems properly, so I accidentally dragged you here."

"Don't worry, I will definitely let you go back safely." Harry said softly.

Snape's brain was working frantically at this time. He accepted Dumbledore's meaning, but his appearance here meant that there was definitely something wrong with Dumbledore. It was absolutely impossible for him to be impersonated by someone else. Only the two of them knew that method.

He couldn't think of any other possibilities for the time being. He looked at the girl in front of him, and was secretly alert. Was she here to confuse his mind? Was Voldemort back? But according to his understanding of the Dark Lord, he was unwilling to do such a thing.

There are only a few people in the world who are capable of doing this, and he doesn't want to think in a bad way.

And Harry? Snape's heart was gripped again. Was there something wrong with Harry?

Seeing that the professor in front of her was silent, Harry understood that at this moment, only by selectively telling the professor some truths could she gain his trust.

"I am Harry's other personality. The place where you are now is Harry's sea of ​​consciousness, and he is bound by an unknown thing. That thing will randomly absorb the souls around him, but it can only absorb one per year. But he has some problems now, and he has dragged you into it." Harry seemed a little guilty.

"Harry has to complete some tasks, otherwise the price of failure will be hurting some people." Harry said, glaring ahead.

Snape looked forward and didn't see anyone, but he was also a little confused by the sudden huge amount of information.

What the hell is going on? Could it be that Harry and Dumbledore are playing a prank on him?

"This guy won't believe it, so don't try to persuade him." Bai You walked in, and in the blink of an eye, he was pushed in front of Snape by a force. He looked at everything with satisfaction. Dumbledore's ability was just so-so. He didn't find anything unusual. He didn't even know that his authority was divided by others. Even Snape was in his pocket.

As for Harry, Bai You waved his hand and let Harry in.

Harry had many questions to ask, including why did that happen in Hogwarts, who was that person who suddenly appeared, and why his task was suddenly half completed, but he didn't say any of them.

Harry shut his mouth under Snape's deadly shot. He turned around and wanted to leave, but Bai You trapped him. He watched the scene with interest. Having stayed in Harry's consciousness for so many years, he naturally understood that Harry was in awe and fear of this teacher.

How can we not sing such a good show?

He casually conjured up a sofa, sat on it, drank the juice he had conjured, and watched what was about to happen leisurely.

Some things are hard to say in front of Snape, but Harry also understood that this was a threat from Bai You to him. Originally, he could choose not to complete the system task because he didn't care about the bound soul, but Voldemort ran away and was replaced by Snape, which forced him to find a way to complete it.

"Do you have anything to say? Stupid troll, how do you want to treat your old professor by causing this?" Although Snape was in an unfavorable environment, he was unwilling to lose to Harry, the son of his former enemy, and sprayed venom at Harry mercilessly.

Harry repeated the same argument that Harry had just told Snape.

Snape was skeptical, but he knew in his heart that only the most unreasonable thing was most likely to be the truth.

He wanted to save Harry, the child who lost his parents because of his fault, the child of the person he loved most.

Under his nose, Harry suffered so many hardships, and was coerced and bribed. Now he seemed to understand why Harry's magic riots every year when he was nine years old came from. No wonder he and Dumbledore checked all the forces in the wizarding world at that time, but never found any clues, no wonder Harry made so many weird moves, no wonder he became so mature and transparent at a young age, and so eager for power.

But he was in danger now, and there was a guy sitting next to him whose identity and attitude were unknown and whose background was unknown.

Snape secretly clenched his fists. Harry noticed it carefully. She walked over, took hold of the professor's robe, and opened his clenched hands inside.

The professor looked at him tenderly, and Harry wiped his eyes. What was this? Tenderness!?

As if sensing something, Bai You said, "Dumbledore is looking for Snape outside. If you don't find a solution quickly, you will be exposed~"

Harry felt embarrassed, and even more resentful and helpless. Bai You had to clean up the mess he had made.