HP's Impassable Time

It was long after dinner when Dumbledore came out of the Room of Requirement, and Snape had been waiting in the office for a while when he returned.

"Oh! Severus, you're here." Dumbledore, who was speaking at this time, could not see anything unusual, and he still smiled very gently as usual.

"How about a Honey Fizz?" He reached out and grabbed a handful of candy from the large crystal bowl on the table and handed it to Snape, who frowned and had no results.

"Severus, you shouldn't frown all the time, you should smile more, you know, most of the students are a little scared of you, of course, I have no other meaning..."

"I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense, Dumbledore." Snape said still with a dark face.

Dumbledore paused, turned his head to see Snape standing across the desk with a dark face, then put back the candy he was holding, and said indifferently, "You are always in such a hurry."

After speaking, he picked up the wand and walked to the side shelf. With a wave of the wand, a closet opened, and the Pensieve slowly slid out of it.

When Snape came over, Dumbledore had already put his wand against his temple and pulled out a strand of silver thread, knocking it into the Pensieve, and an ink color gradually sank into the smooth liquid.

Snape looked at Dumbledore, who motioned him to look with a gesture of invitation.

Snape hesitantly put his head into the Pensieve, and only realized that this Lily Dumbledore was talking about was not that Lily when he saw the scene that appeared.

He followed the young Dumbledore, who was wearing a purple corduroy robe and had a brown beard. He was walking into an orphanage at this time. Snape looked at the faded golden bronze medal on it—Wo Orphanage!

He didn't understand, so he could only continue to follow Dumbledore and went straight to the dean's office on the third floor.

"I'll take you to see Tom." The dean learned about the general situation from Tina, with a strange expression on her face, she led Dumbledore to a separate bedroom on the second floor, which is divided into two kinds of bedrooms, one One is a sextuplet, and one is a double, where Phil and Tom live together because they're both so... special.

The dean stopped in front of a dilapidated door, opened it and said, "Go in! Tom is inside."

Snape followed Dumbledore into the small room. In the disgusting room, there was a dark brown cabinet and a double bed. The sheets were all equally neat and tidy. A little girl sat on the side blankly. On the chair, fiddling with the number game in his hand, a black-haired boy sat and watched the girl fiddling with the things in his hand with a very patient look.

Snape frowned and looked at the girl, who looked very familiar, kind of like...

"Please sit down." The boy noticed the stranger's visit and said without turning his head. Seeing that the girl was about to drop the number game on the ground, he slightly stretched out his hand to help her. didn't move.

Snape frowned as Dumbledore sat on the bed beside him, and he lowered his head slightly.

"I'm a professor at Hogwarts, hello, Tom!" Dumbledore reached out and tried to shake his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Professor." Tom stretched out his hand in a friendly manner, touched his hand briefly, and then let go. His eyes only met for a moment, and then continued to flow on the sitting girl, looking at Deng. Bullido's attitude seemed very casual.

"I work at a school called Hogwarts, and I'll take you to my school—that is, your new school—to go to school, if you want."

"Just me?" Tom looked at the girl on the side, and helped her to correct the number game on the table.

"Yes, only you, our school accepts children over the age of 11, children with different talents."

"Can I bring my family with me?" Tom still looked at the little girl, and Dumbledore had to start looking at the girl on the side. He also felt the surge of magic from this girl, so he didn't avoid her.

"Obviously, this is not allowed, the school has regulations." Dumbledore said with some embarrassment.

"School? Prove! They always try to separate us, so prove yourself!" Tom's words were bewitching, and Snape felt that he must have used some magic at this time.

But because it is a memory, not everything at that time can be copied.

"Son, I told you that I am a professor and that Hogwarts is a school that teaches magic. You can totally trust me!"

"Magic?" Tom looked at Dumbledore seriously for the first time. At this time, the girl also stopped her hand movements and reached out and grabbed Tom's clothes.

"It's okay Phil, I just need to talk to this gentleman, don't worry." Tom turned and put his head on the girl's forehead.

The girl smiled quietly, let go of her hand, lowered her head and continued to do unfinished crossword puzzles on the table.

Snape's attention was all on the girl, she wrote neatly, her face was sallow due to long-term malnutrition, and she could see the direction of the bones in her face, she kept staring at the half-filled number game , the pencil in his hand moved from time to time, there was no trace of modification on it, Snape took a look, all the answers were correct...

It wasn't until the closet suddenly burst into flames that Snape's attention shifted back to the two people who were talking.

Tom first glanced at Phil, seeing that she hadn't moved, and then turned his attention to the burning cabinet again.

"Very good." Tom smiled, this smile was a little fake, and he subconsciously stood between Dumbledore and the girl, obviously Dumbledore also noticed this detail.

So the flames died down.

"I think there must be something in your closet, something that doesn't belong to you."

"Is this?"

Tom went to the wardrobe and took out a small box from the upper shelf of the wardrobe. He put the box on the bed.

"I think there is something in it that doesn't belong to you?" Dumbledore used a questioning tone, but his expression was affirmative.

"Yes sir, there is."

Tom dumped the things on the bed on the first floor, small things, but obviously the favorites of some children.

Snape looked at Phil, who had already solved the crossword puzzle, sat quietly and blankly, and put the pen aside, without a single mistake.

Tom obviously also found Phil who had nothing to do. He made a gesture to wait a moment, and then began to draw a grid on a blank piece of paper at the back, and then filled in some letters. Come out and put it aside, put the newly made one in front of Phil, put the pen into Phil's hand, and then turn to Dumbledore.

Phil started a new round of crossword puzzles. Her facial expression was very serious, but the frequency of writing was always kept at a moderate speed, as if she hadn't thought much about it.

"You return them to their respective owners and apologize," said Dumbledore calmly, slipping his wand back into his clothes without Snape noticing when he took it out.

"I'll know if you've done it or not, and I want to warn you that Hogwarts doesn't allow stealing."

Tom eyed Dumbledore coldly, and finally said in a dead voice, "I will, sir."

"At Hogwarts," continued Dumbledore, "we teach you not only how to use magic, but also how to control it. You have been—inadvertently, I'm sure—using magic in a way that is neither We don't tolerate the kind we teach in our schools, and you're not the first and you won't be the last to let magic get out of hand. But you should know that Hogwarts expels students, and the Ministry of Magic — yes, there is a department — that punishes those who break the law more severely. All new wizards entering our world must accept this and abide by our laws."

Tom said, "What if it's a dispute with someone who doesn't know magic?"

Dumbledore glanced at Phil and said, "The Ministry of Magic will discuss the matter."

"Hogwarts has a fund for difficult students who need to buy books and robes. You need to buy some second-hand spell books or something, but—"

"Where can I buy a spell book?" Riddle interrupted him, and took the heavy money bag without thanking Dumbledore. He carefully checked a fat Galleon, and put the others away. on the table.

"In Diagon Alley," said Dumbledore. "I brought a list of your textbooks and instruments. I can help you find each—"

"You're going with me?" Riddle said, looking up.

"Of course, if you—"

"I think I can do it myself, sir." Tom put Jin Gallon down and asked in a very flat tone, "You just need to tell me how to get to Diagon Alley."

Dumbledore handed Tom an envelope and told him the way from the Orphanage to Diagon Alley, and he said: "You can see it, and the Muggles around you - those who don't have magic - — and can’t see it. Go to Tom the barman—easy to remember, you two have the same name—”

"Then do you know who my parents are wizards?" Tom interrupted Dumbledore when he heard that the bartender was also Tom. "Maybe it should be my father, right? They say his name is Tom Riley." Del, do you know him, sir!"

Tom spoke very fast, and he paused at the end before adding a gentleman.

"I'm afraid I don't know that." Dumbledore stood up and said, "Are you sure you don't want my company?"

"Yes, but I need to know how to get to your so-called Hogwarts after shopping."

"Oh! That's easy. All the details are on the second parchment in the envelope. You'll be leaving from King's Cross on September [-]st. There's also a ticket in there."

"Okay! So... goodbye, sir."

"Finally..." he added, before Dumbledore walked out of the room, "the station is nine and three quarters, between platforms nine and ten."

Snape withdrew from the memory, frowned and looked at Dumbledore aside, "Who was that girl just now?"

"Phil Gaunt! I think you must have noticed her appearance, and..." He paused, and put a honey sizzle into his mouth, "the relationship between Voldemort."

"But..." Lily is only 14 years old, how could she look so similar to that Phil?

"I guessed that the two of them are the same person before. Now, it's time to make a conclusion." Dumbledore took out a document from the principal's desk and handed it to Snape. The document was dated in 92, and the content was Regarding the abnormal reaction of the magic detector, the location turned out to be—Spider's End Alley! !

"Before I told you that Lily's magical reaction was at the wrong age. At that time, I only said that it was two years late, but it was not." Dumbledore said and handed over another document, which was about a little wizard's first The magic riot information, the magic imprint on it is exactly the same as Lily's.

As far as the uniqueness of the magic mark is concerned, no two wizards will have the same magic mark, just like there are no two identical leaves in the world.

A wizard's mark may change and tend to resemble through influence or stimuli, but it is never the same.

Snape looked at the 1933 record in his hand with an expression of disbelief, and compared the two records again, before looking up at Dumbledore with a pale face.

Dumbledore's candy had been chewed into his stomach by him, seeing Snape looking at him, "I didn't believe it at first, after all, Lily is just a new little wizard in every way, and although she is not very Lively but not autistic, completely different from the Phil I remember."

"So, your so-called backup plan is to use Lily to contain Voldemort? This is ridiculous! How do you know that after all these years, Voldemort can still be influenced by Lily, besides, I told you before, Lily met Voldemort, Voldemort didn't react in any way!"

"Yes, but Lily didn't receive Voldemort's so-called punishment when she disobeyed his orders, did she? Instead, Pansy and Draco were used to contain her. When did you ever see Voldemort adopt a devious strategy under absolute advantage? And when in the Ministry of Magic, after Lily was injured, he actually stopped like me, and reacted slower than me, you know, I'm old, Severus!" Dumbledore suddenly said Exuding exhaustion, "I am no longer the person that Voldemort fears the most and the most powerful wizard. You should know my physical condition. However, in this situation, Voldemort reacted slower than me, Sev Les, you should think about it, if he didn't care about Lily, how could he behave like this!"

"I can only guess before, after all, Lily has nothing special about Voldemort, until today, Sif"

Dumbledore stood up from the chair, pointed to the two materials in Snape's hand and said, "Although I don't know for sure why she still maintains the body of a child, I can be sure that that Phil Gaunt And Lily Morin, that's one person, what Muggles say," Dumbledore explained, "you know I sometimes study some Muggle books."

He continued: "This should be the so-called split personality. A person has two or more sub-personalities that are relatively independent and separate from each other...Muggles also have their unique features. Wizards tend to tend to their souls because of the magic power and blood in their bodies. It is stable, but it does not mean that there will be no mistakes in consciousness and cognition. From previous memories, it can be seen that Phil already had serious mental problems at that time."

"So, Phil and Lily must be her two personalities. Phil has the memory of the same year as Voldemort, while Lily has the memory of the time since Hogwarts."

Dumbledore's voice fell silent, and the office fell silent.

Snape put down the two documents, turned around and walked to the door of the office as if he was about to leave.

"Sev?"

Dumbledore stopped Snape, he didn't know where Snape was going.

"I'll go to Voldemort's side, Lily! No matter what happens - she's my daughter!"

After finishing speaking, Snape opened the door and walked out regardless of Dumbledore's reaction.