HP's Impassable Time

This is the other side of the valley, like another world, overgrown with wild grass and unpopular, completely different from the quiet small mountain village on the other side.

The dilapidated house was surrounded by weeds and looked very barren. Phil walked closer and stood on the porch of the first floor of the single-family house.

Weeds came out tenaciously from under the wooden floor. In some places, the planks were rotten and crumbled into slag when touched. Phil stepped carefully across the gaps and stood in front of the door.

There was no lock on the door, and in the middle of the door was a wooden peg with a ring of dry grass hanging from it.Phil reached out and took off the grass ring. The grass ring made a rustling sound, but it was very strong and did not break.

In the middle of the grass ring is a rusty dagger. Half of the dagger is pierced into the door panel. The remaining half is rusted and almost rotten. The handle can still barely see its original appearance. The dagger broke, and debris fell all over the floor, and those small debris fell on the suspected dried white snake bone.

Not a single piece of glass on the window is complete, and through those gaps, you can see the dark shadows in the room. At this time, the moon has risen, and Phil didn't plan to spend the night outside at first, but looking at the sky like this , I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to Spider's End Alley until tomorrow.

Plans are always faster than changes, aren't they?

She opened the wooden door effortlessly. Maybe it took too long for the magic to disappear, or maybe the house had no protective magic from the very beginning. Like all abandoned old houses, the door just creaked. It opened, at least there was nothing unusual when Phil opened the door, or something popped out and bit him.

The door opened to create a small whirlwind, some dust was flying in the air, Phil sneezed with an itchy nose.

"It's very dusty here."

Phil stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, hoping to get rid of the dust in front of him, but obviously this would not help, it would only make the dust in front of him more unscrupulous.

"Stop waving, Phil, and use your wand. Sand. Hiss."

Rusha also felt uncomfortable with the dust on her tongue and nose, and she couldn't help opening her mouth, but it was rare that it didn't end with sand.

Phil waved his wand. All her magic was wild. Without formal education, she didn't even know how many spells. She only knew how to use magic to control what she wanted and prevent what she didn't want to touch.

in the form of commands.

Soon, the air became breathable again.

Phil tapped the eyes with his wand, which helped her see things around her clearly.

All the furniture in the house is very dilapidated, because the dust accumulated is too thick, and there are no traces of previous people's life or anything else.

Phil started rummaging through the room, trying to find something concrete that would prove this was the Gaunt house, anything.

Finally, she found a ring in a corner, which looked like a men's ring, with a beautiful diamond-shaped black gemstone on it, and a golden ring with horizontal stripes on it, which looked like the pattern of a snake's belly.

Phil stared at the black gem, there seemed to be some marks inside, triangles, circles and vertical lines.

What does that represent?

Phil was facing the moonlight with the ring, and the black gemstone was shrouded in the moonlight. A certain familiar feeling came over his face, that feeling——

little brother?

****

"You said you're gone!" Voldemort waved his hand, and an invisible force sent Snape flying. Snape lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Bellatrix Lestland Qi yelled on the side, as if encouraging Voldemort, but Voldemort flew back to the wall with a heart-breaking backhand.

The other Death Eaters, Quail, were too scared to make a sound, but they were still trembling with their wands in their hands.

"How dare you come and say such things to me!" Voldemort walked barefoot in front of Snape who was getting up in pain, "I think what I said is very clear."

"Severus, you are one of my most loyal men," he arrogantly patrolled the hall, "I give you my trust, but this is how you repay me?"

"Gone!"

Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at Snape, who hadn't used this spell on Snape yet, because Snape had always been very sensible and respectful to himself.

Voldemort had always admired Snape, it could even be said - he loved Snape, and sometimes he could see himself in Snape.

The same mixed race, the same pride.

But today, he wished that Avada would kill him immediately.

"He's lying! He's lying! He's lying!" the little girl Nagini roared impatiently, "I smell it, I smell it, it's Phil, it's Phil!"

Voldemort wasn't in a hurry to stop Nagini from taking revenge on Snape, as long as she didn't bite Snape to death.

"Do you know where he went?"

Voldemort finally calmed down a bit, walked to the table and sat down, speaking to Snape who was spasming silently.

Snape shook his head, the pain eased a little, but his underwear was soaked with sweat.

"She didn't tell you?"

Snape still shook his head, he was also confused where Phil went, he subconsciously forgot that Phil and Lily were two people, he thought Phil would be as obedient as Lily.

Waiting for him to go back at home, even if he is angry, he will feel sorry for himself stupidly, and will never do anything that worries him.

****

Phil put the ring on his finger, "How does it look? Cute?"

"Not bad, Sha."

"It seems that we can only sleep here at night, are you hungry?"

"I ate it when I was looking for the way before, Sha, you are hungry! Sha!"

"Fortunately, there are some chocolates in the bag."

Phil cleaned a chair next to it, and then transformed it into a bed, but no matter how it looked, it looked like a wooden operating table.

Throwing the package of chocolates on the ground aside, he said, "Good night." Then Phil lay down on the hard-looking 'operating table', closed his eyes and began to sleep, rustling and sleeping without picking anything. Put your body on the cold 'operating table' and get ready to sleep.

"Hey! Cutie, do you think this will be my home? My surname is Gunter, but——I don't have any expectations for this place."

"Lily has long since found out that this is just an empty house with nothing in it, and its owner passed away many years ago. Sha! To be honest, it is enough that you can still find this ring from here. I'm surprised. Sha!"

Phil stretched out his hand, and on the middle finger of her right hand with the ring, the black gem exuded a deep aura.

"Do you know what that symbol is?" Lily stretched out her left hand to caress the black gemstone.

"What sign? Sand?"

"The one in the middle of the gem!"

Hearing this, Shasha opened her yellowish eyes and looked at the radiant gemstone.

"I can't see it, Phil, but I know what it is! Sand!"

Shasha's eyes have been staring at the ring since the moment he opened it. Black diamond-shaped gemstones are reflected in the yellow eyes, as if the key of time has been opened, and bloody scenes are reflected in it, like some kind of freeze-frame Scenes.

Accompanied by death.

"Did you end up with my ancestor? Do you know how he died?"

"Salazar is a stubborn person. He said that after Hogwarts was handed over to me, he was relieved and left there. He didn't even allow me to follow, Sha!"

There was a certain hollow hoarseness in the rustling voice, some kind of heart-wrenching story that made it sad, and with the small hissing snake words, Phil even felt the sadness of being abandoned.

"Salazar..."

Sasha ended with his name, and time froze in this second.

After a long time, Phil asked, "Do you love him?"

"If I can exchange my life for his return, I am willing." Shasha hissed a little too long, "If this is love, then I—love it very much. Sha!"

"The ring is his!"

Phil used the affirmative.

"You guessed it a long time ago, didn't you! Sha!" Shasha squatted up again, put her head on her body, and closed her eyes.

"The sign?"

"The Deathly Hallows—the Elder Wand, the Invisibility Cloak and the Resurrection Stone. Legend has it that owning these three Hallows can become the master of Death. Sha!"

Shasha closed her eyes and said, "But no one can become the master of the God of Death, even if he is as brilliant as Salazar. There is nothing special about this ring, but it is more commemorative. Sha!"

"Salazar has always carried it, you can inherit this. Sha!" Shasha's eyes remained closed, and his voice was a little tired.

"Sleep! Let's go home tomorrow morning, Sha!"

"Home?" Phil withdrew his hand, lay on his side on the 'operating table' with his arms pillowed on his head, and looked at Shasha.

"Lily likes to call her home, she always wants to go back. Sha!" Shasha wriggled her tail a few times and then stopped making a sound.

******

Snape returned to Diagon Alley exhausted, and Voldemort asked Wormtail to follow him, looking at the empty house, Snape went into the basement to find potions that could heal his wounds.

"Your environment here is really good." Wormtail briefly glanced at the next floor, and heard the outside environment, couldn't help but sarcastically said.

Snape had already found the potion in the basement at this time, and brought the potion up to the first floor, just in time to hear Wormtail's sarcasm.

"But it's also a hundred times stronger than the sewer where the rats live! Wormtail, the Dark Lord asked you to help me." Snape squinted at Peter, and said word by word, "I didn't ask you to pick and choose. .”

"Pippi."

Snape stared at Wormtail's wretched face, and summoned Pippi the house-elf.

"Yes Master."

After a beep sound, Pippi appeared in front of Snape and stood still, waiting respectfully for the order.

"Take him to the utility room on the first floor, tidy up there by the way, and free up his feet."

He opened his mouth slowly, if Lily was here, he would definitely think that his father was so handsome again, with his hard-to-ignore aura and tone, he was so handsome.

"Yes Master."

"Snape, you can't do this to me. I was sent to assist you. You can't let me sleep in the storage room."

Before Pippi could move, Peter protested shrillly, shaking his quicksilver hands.

"What? It's hard to say that you prefer to live in a cage!" Snape ignored Peter's protest and walked upstairs instead.

He stopped just two steps up, and said sullenly to Peter, "Also! No screaming is allowed in this house, otherwise... I think you need to watch your diet all the time, maybe I'll accidentally drop some dumb medicine in there."

As he spoke, he made a movement of dripping medicine.

Then he flicked the gray and blood-stained wizard robe, thumped up the stairs, and returned to his room.

As soon as the door closed, Snape took off his dirty wizard robes and put on his nightgown, which didn't completely cover his somewhat pale calves, and a pair of plush slippers with silver and green stripes were hanging on his feet.

He put the potion and wand on the stand by the bathtub, and reached out to test the temperature of the water, which was just right.

It wasn't until he was soaking in the bathtub that he breathed a sigh of relief.

The original house did not have such a large bathroom. Lily used the Infinity Curse to change the layout, and also changed the decoration by the way, and even bought a Muggle water heater to hang on the wall.

There is no artificial hand in the decoration, it is all made by Lily herself, and those tiles are just ordinary Muggle tiles, which are pasted into beautiful mosaic patterns on the wall, and it can be seen that it is the image of meow, made of snakes that are tangling together The way it looks like it's playing is very cute.

There is also this bathtub, which is white, simple and generous in shape, and Lily has drawn a circle of complex and beautiful thermal insulation magic patterns around it with a magic wand.

Snape dipped his head in the water and looked at the ceiling through the water.

Lily has always been obsessed with black. Because she made the ceiling black, in order not to look depressing, she also deliberately imitated the appearance of the Hogwarts hall. The high ceiling is covered with flowing stars, but It doesn't just change with the weather outside.

When looking at the ceiling through the water, there was a feeling of being in it, and Snape took a long time to stick his head out.

The black hair was wetly attached to his side face, his head was slightly lowered, and the water droplets on his head dripped into the bathtub along the long eyelashes, first in streams, then in drops, drop by drop in the water .

His movements caused the water waves to flow, swinging in circles, tightening in circles, swinging out again, tightening again.

For a long time, he sat in the bathtub like this, with his waist above the water, revealing his muscles that looked very thin because he didn't exercise often, his abdomen didn't have large abdominal muscles, but it was very flat, with two shallow mermaid lines One end of his head disappeared below the surface of the water, and his back was slightly bent, revealing some kind of sentimentality of decay.

He is thinking about his own meaning.

People always live for something.

He was proud of himself in the first half of his life, and his love in the second half of his life.

——The love that he thought he was right.

What now?This body is filled with a fast-rotting soul, like a potion that leaves the soil. Even if the vitality is tenacious, how long can it live?

Standing up like a walking dead, the water droplets slowly slid down the pale skin, followed the texture of the muscles and gathered into a large drop before melting into the water.

Maybe the key to being alive is whether you are dead or not.

He put on the nightgown again, and stepped into the furry slippers, which Lily bought in a Muggle shop, and she cast many magics on them, including fire and moisture protection spells, automatic temperature control spells, automatic cleaning spells and so on.

Poured the potion into the cup and drank it in one gulp. The still painful internal organs stopped sending signals, and finally the pain nerves in his head that were beating non-stop got a long rest. Because of Wormtail, Si Nep didn't drink the diluted water of life and death to help him sleep.

So until late at night, he didn't fall asleep.

Just keep your eyes closed.

You can only close your eyes.

He didn't go to Phil, as if he had given up on the task.

*****

Wormtail was packing up the utility room, making a loud noise. In order not to disturb the owner, Pippi wrapped the utility room with a silence spell without authorization. He perfectly executed Snape's so-called " Free up your feet' command.

So Peter worked for most of the night to find a place to sleep. The things in the storage room were tools and leftover decoration materials, or things like brooms.

He wrapped himself in what looked like a cloth, he should have figured out that Snape wasn't going to prepare anything decent for himself.

But when he thought of the Dark Lord, his body couldn't help but tremble. At least it's better here than in the cage, isn't it?

small theater:

Lord Demon King: Where is my Phil!How many chapters are here, author, do you want to die? (Smiling evilly, took out the wand and began to rub ING)

Baozijun: Immediately, immediately, you can meet tomorrow (dogleg face + please let me go)

Phil: Dear brother, are you so impatient to be abused by me?

Rudolph: Oh!My Phil, you can abuse me as much as you want, let the storm be more violent! (shaking face)

Phil: go

Rudolph: (tumbling ING)

Baozijun: (Nympho ING) Roll is so handsome...

big boss:……

Phil: ...

Rudolph: ...