HP's Impassable Time

It was still daylight the next day, and Phil woke up from his sleep. Maybe his body got used to the soft bed. When Phil woke up, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

Rusha climbed onto Phil's arm immediately.

Phil looked up at the holed roof and began to appreciate that it hadn't rained last night.

"Go back - go home!"

Phil stretched and started to move his wrist again. There was a crackling sound from the position of her wrist, as if it was about to snap.

Before leaving, she checked the house again and left after confirming that there was nothing else of value, because she had roughly inquired about the Gaunt house yesterday, and there was no need to stay here anymore, so she took the morning train Headed to Spider's End.

It was already noon when we arrived at Spider's End, and Phil said that he hadn't eaten for two days, so he was so hungry...

So as soon as Snape opened the door, he saw a haggard Phil holding the door frame with one hand, looking at him pitifully.

"Professor, I'm hungry."

That way, Snape mistakenly thought that his cute and cute Lily was back, but when she called him professor, Snape knew that it was Phil who appeared inexplicably, not his own Lily.

Opening the door, Snape let Phil into the room sideways. When Phil brushed past him, Snape remembered the summer of August [-], the hugger who knocked on his door and wore an ill-fitting coat. cat girl.

"Pippi, prepare to eat."

When Pippi went to work in the kitchen, Phil saw Wormtail standing in the living room, and the stranger made her frown a little displeased.

It would be fine if he was handsome, but this thin and small man was really ugly, and his existence was a provocation to his eyes that admired beauties.

"Professor, why do you keep messing around at home?" Phil yelled at Snape as he sat at the dining table clutching his stomach.

Snape was taken aback for a moment before realizing that she was referring to Wormtail, "Follow me to the Dark Lord after dinner, he wants to summon you."

"Who is it?"

Phil was lying on the table, with no image at all, and the clothes were still stained with withered grass. Snape frowned and found that Phil was wearing——

All in one, what should I say!

The clothes that don't match are very awkward.

Sighing, she went upstairs to find a set of clothes and put them on the bed, and then went downstairs. At this time, Pippi just prepared the meal and put it on the table with magic.

Phil looked at the food on the table, his stomach twitched with hunger.

"After eating, go upstairs and clean yourself up. I have prepared a set of clothes for you and put them on your bed."

Wormtail looked at the two people who looked like no one else, and was going crazy, what kind of rags? !Who does this girl think she is!

"Snape, you should take care of your people, if I hear again..."

"What did you hear? Don't talk, the sound is so loud, it's so unpleasant to hear!" Phil looked at the food on the table a little annoyed. She was really hungry, but why didn't she have any desire to eat when she saw these things? .

"You..." Wormtail pointed his silver finger at Phil, as if he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Put away your finger, or I'll let it break again!" Phil threw the cutlery aside angrily, and stared at Peter viciously. This feeling of hunger and panic was really uncomfortable.

Let her have a desire to kill, just...

Phil moved his neck and wrist, looked at Snape, this is not the base.

Snape saw that her eyes were as red as Voldemort's, "Don't you like it?"

His eyes slid to the fragrant food and the knife that Phil threw aside.

"No, I don't know why, I just can't eat it, and I'm so hungry."

Phil didn't know what was going on, so he tugged at the neckline in discomfort, "I'll take a shower and change clothes first, let's talk later!"

As he spoke, he climbed up the steps.

Wormtail was already cowering in the corner when he saw Phil's red eyes, let alone dared to point at Phil again.

Snape didn't even bother to give him a disdainful look, and went to the basement.

Phil took a quick shower, then changed into the clothes Snape had prepared for him, looked in the mirror, and thought it looked much more pleasing to the eye than the ones Rusha had prepared for him.

"Little master, you can eat some!"

Pippi cooked a lot of dishes in different ways, but Phil had no appetite, which made Pippi's tennis-ball-sized eyes full of tears, and when he hit his head on the ground, Phil stopped him.

"Pippi, I'm very hungry too! But I just don't want to eat it. You saw it just now, and I vomited after taking only one mouthful. Now I'm almost out of gallbladder."

Phil was holding a basin, and began to retch again after speaking, but there was nothing in his stomach, he could only vomit bile.

Lily's stock had already been eaten up by Phil, but Snape didn't understand that Phil could eat chocolate, and checked one by one to see if he could cast magic on Phil, but all the feedback from the spells belonged to Phil. There is nothing wrong with the body, except the need to eat.

Just now Phil suppressed his nausea and ate a small piece of meat, but ended up holding the trash can and vomited until now.

"Pippi, get me some chocolate." Although Phil likes to eat chocolate, but after eating chocolate for two days, he was so hungry that he thought he could eat something, but he still couldn't eat it.

"Yes, little master!" Pippi immediately bowed and apparated away, and appeared in front of Phil holding a large box of chocolates in less than ten seconds.

A few chocolates floated into the air by themselves, the wrappers tore open to reveal the chocolates inside, and ran to the emptied table, where there was only one set of cutlery and a large white plate with gold patterns.

All the chocolates lay obediently on the plate, waiting for Phil's "luck".

Phil picked up the water on the side and sipped it, grabbed a piece of chocolate and ate it big. As soon as there was something in his stomach, Phil felt much better, but no matter how much energy the chocolate provided, it couldn't satisfy the stomach's need for normal food.

"Who did you say you saw?"

Phil stopped after eating nearly half a box of chocolates, and asked, his attitude towards Snape was quite casual.

Snape frowned tightly, looking at Phil's left hand which was still holding a piece of chocolate, "Don't you think you ate too much chocolate?"

"I don't want to either," Phil's little face immediately collapsed, "but I can't eat normal meals, and it's so hard to starve to death if I don't eat chocolate!"

"Have you never eaten a normal meal?"

Snape recalled that on the day of the dinner, he went to the infirmary to get Lily's bag, and left after eating first the next morning. He didn't see Phil eating, and he didn't talk to Phil in the laboratory that night. Dining together, and being summoned by Voldemort in the morning, he hadn't seen her eat anything until now.

"No." Phil recalled, "I can eat whatever Draco prepares."

"Draco can cook?"

Snape asked in surprise.

"No! I will eat the same food prepared by Draco." Phil added, "Just go through his hands, he will prepare everything, and I just need to eat it."

Snape didn't understand the so-called preparation. It was so difficult that Pippi couldn't eat it directly!

"Forget it, let's go see the Dark Lord now."

After thinking about it for a long time without any clue, Snape gave up investigating further and decided to take Phil to see Voldemort. Some things always need to be confirmed.

"You haven't said who the Dark Lord is! Why should I go with you to meet someone I don't know?"

Snape showed a slightly sinister smile, "Who do you know? Draco?"

Phil paused, she really didn't know anyone.

But he still stuck his neck and said to Snape, "So there's no need for me to go with you to meet the Dark Lord!"

"Oh? Or can I understand that you want to say where you went last night?" Snape said still looking at Phil, and Wormtail looked at Phil eagerly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Phil secretly hated how Lily knew such an unreliable professor. Obviously Snape noticed the ring that Phil had been wearing on his finger since he came back, and he is still staring at the ring.

"A beautiful ring."

"Let's go! It's best not to go too far, I can't apparate." Phil stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, and stuffed the remaining half box of chocolates into the small bag. There were only potions left, and Lily only gave a few The potion was labeled, and when the chocolates were all eaten, Phil noticed that there was a small gift box inside, which was written for Draco, and it was pressed in the farthest corner, and he hadn't seen it before.

"Don't worry, we can walk by the fireplace." Snape didn't take what Phil said to heart, and said without looking back.

Considering that Phil didn't know how to use Floo powder, Snape first explained it to Phil, and then watched as Phil grabbed a handful of green Floo powder and threw it into the spotless fireplace that Pippi had cleaned. The rising emerald green flame clearly spoke the address, then stepped into the flame and disappeared.

When Phil came out of the fireplace, he was entering a huge hall. The living room was about six or seven meters high, with a beautiful crystal lamp hanging in the middle, reflecting the morning sun.

Fragments of sunlight shone in every corner of the room, and when the wind blew, the small spots of light swayed slightly, and a dreamy and girlish atmosphere rushed over.

Before Phil could observe more, Snape's voice sounded behind him, "Please step aside."

Phil hurriedly stepped aside, allowing Snape to come out from behind the man-high fireplace.

Phil looked at the fireplace. It should not be practical. Whose fireplace would be as high as the door, and it was quite wide. She looked at the fireplace that could accommodate three people coming out side by side. Snape was looking for something to do.

There were two people standing in the corner of the hall, dressed in black, which basically blended in with the decoration, so Phil didn't see them at first glance. At this moment, they were talking with Snape and looking at him.

Then someone led the two of them to a place like the living room, where Phil reached out and covered his stomach, which was writhing uncomfortably, probably because he ate too much chocolate at one time, and his stomach was protesting.

Phil complained, he ate everything, even if you protested, I couldn't spit it out for you.

When he was distracted, a giant python suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he could only hug the straight and tight Phil with his arms together.

The basilisk rustled immediately. With its eyes closed, it quickly walked down from Phil's left arm at a speed like the wind.

As soon as Shasha left Phil, she immediately swelled against the wind and slammed into the oncoming Nagini.

It didn't stop until it was nearly twice as high as Nagini, and got entangled with Nagini. Nagini saw Phil's happiness and hadn't recovered before he was blocked head-on. In anger, he and The basilisks rustled and bit each other.

He was stopped by Voldemort who was rushing over, "Nagini!"

"Cute, come back." Phil didn't feel any threat from Nagini, so he didn't feel that Nagini was going to attack him. The call is back.

It's just that when did Shasha's body shape grow like this?Phil looked at Shasha, worried about how to bring it back, but he didn't notice that the person who stopped Nagini was also speaking Parseltongue, and his red eyes hadn't left him since he saw him.

Phil was stroking Rusha's thick tail and looking at him strangely, "How did you become so big? Fortunately, you didn't grow up when you were in school, otherwise you don't know how Lily ended up."

She patted Shasha's angular head again, "Can you change it back, although it looks handsome this way, but it's not convenient to carry..."

Voldemort—it should be Tom Riddle, stared at Phil's series of actions without blinking his eyes, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, Phil would disappear like the occasional foam rising from the sea.

Seeing that Voldemort hadn't spoken, the two Death Eaters and Snape who were guarding the door stood quietly by the side with their heads lowered, so they didn't see Voldemort's expression.

Phil cared about Rusha before he had the heart to look at the snake. For some reason, when he looked carefully, Phil always felt that the snake seemed familiar.

Nagini retracted and fell at Voldemort's feet because of Voldemort's order, but looked eagerly at Phil with its cold vertical pupils.

The barefooted man along the side of Nagini slowly looked up from the soft wizard robe, pale hands, a thin chest that looked like a skeleton, and that flat face.

drop.

Phil reached out to wipe the tears off his face.

She looked at the transparent liquid remaining in the palm lines.

I...why are you crying?Obviously someone I don't know!Obviously looks so ugly!Obviously I should laugh at him...

It's just... why are you crying?

The tears seemed to be unstoppable, gradually blurring Phil's eyes, she stared at the skeleton-like man standing opposite her,

Pale complexion, as if he had applied too much foundation, there were faint black blood vessels under the strange whiteness, especially on the top of the head, the black blood vessels became more and more clear, like roots deep in the dark underground, winding and spreading .

His eyebrows are a bit high, he has no eyebrows, his eyes are deeply sunken, and there are only two thin holes where his nose should be. It looks like a snake's nose, which is compressed and flat. At this time, he was slightly open and trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated and finally said nothing, and his red eyes kept staring at himself.

Phil didn't move, and the atmosphere in the living room was dull, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing. It must be caused by the chocolate he just ate. Why is his heart hurting so much.

She was in so much pain that she wanted to squat on the ground with her hands on her chest, not caring about anything, but she didn't do that. She just looked at the figure on the opposite side who couldn't see clearly because of the tears blocking her eyes.

"Phil..."

Finally, Voldemort broke the silence in the air, and like some kind of signal, all those who held their breath came alive and learned to breathe again.

"Master, we've caught that woman!" Bellatrix's frantic voice echoed in the hall at this moment, followed by three hurried footsteps behind her, tinkling but without any rhythm.

"Do we know each other?"

Phil was in tears, the first half of the sentence was affirmative, and the second half of the sentence was questionable.

Voldemort suddenly didn't know what to say. He could confirm that it was Phil, his Phil, and she was still that soft and sticky child...

As for himself, he had decayed into a half-rotten piece of wood.

Like it was said - I'm no match for a ghost, no match for the bottom spectre... and yet, I'm still alive.

Just live.

And the self who lives like this...

theater:

Ron: Harry, what's the matter with you?

Harry: I'm so sad suddenly, I don't know (wiping tears...)

Ron Cheon Weasley: I'm pretty sad too...