HP Winter Memories

If you want a story to never end, the best way to do it is not to let it begin.

—— "My Journey and Memoirs"

Harry couldn't imagine that he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, especially a tie. He was obviously a white-collar attire, but he was walking an illegal intrusion path.His accomplice was dressed in black and was carrying a black sports bag, which was standard equipment compared to his clothes, okay?The man was obviously premeditated wearing a hoodie, and the hood basically blocked his face except for the big nose.It's not that there is no one living in this house, why make it so mysterious, Snape looks like a kidnapper who is going to kidnap a rich man for ransom (this is what he saw on the TV in the bar).

"Sir, what the hell are we going to do? I can't believe I wanted to thank you for providing me with a dress suit, and you asked me to change my clothes early to come here..." Harry looked at the old watch on his arm, the portkey It will start in a while, and he doesn't want to embarrass himself at the exhibition.

"Shut up and follow." Snape counted the time and waited for the idle patrolmen to leave, then took his "tail" around the main entrance and went straight to a dark side door decorated as a window in this old house with a strong classic atmosphere.Then, while Harry was stunned, he took out two thin wires, flicked them up and down, and pushed open the secret door with a click.

"I thought you knew I still had my wand with me anyway," said Harry in a low voice as he entered cautiously, making sure he didn't have the slightest hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Snape rolled his eyes, revealing the tip of Liesel's wand in his sleeve: "Believe me, there are no audiences and fans here who are looking forward to your performance. Put away the wand so as not to awaken the magic in this house. Try to use the resonance detection method."

Harry was still concerned about whether his suit was stained with dust here, even though it was given to him by Snape, but it was the first time he wore such a high-quality suit, he must pay attention to it, and there were other things in his itinerary What about the reception.Then he began to look at this house with aristocratic decorations compared to the residents below the hill: Sir Kane's country estate.It was evident from the thickness of the dust that his heir preferred to live in the big cities.

Although the room is relatively dark, the furnishings here are not discounted. Those still lifes are placed in appropriate positions, and each of them is noble and impressive, and they are definitely old.The huge crystal chandelier extends down from the roof and echoes the wide wooden staircase, just like the scaled-down staircase of an old castle facing the oak gate, and then separates to the left and right to form a form that surrounds the entire living room on the second floor.Harry is "appreciating" the portrait of Sir Kane in the middle of the stairs, which is at least twice the size of the church. In this pair, he is a well-dressed full-length portrait. The Sir's left hand rests on the right hand holding the cane, and his eyes are sharp Staring forward again arrogantly, Harry felt that no matter which world the aristocrats were in, they probably had the same tone.

"Stop pretending to be Malfoy there. You are here to help with the work. You will be responsible for the part to the right of the stairs first, and then we will have a round in the study on the second floor."

Snape moved quickly to open the bag, and had already placed some instruments around the wide hall. After two of them were running at high speed, the other ones also responded. A ray-like cold light shot straight to the roof from each of the four corners, and then Refracted in all directions, the space is suddenly divided into blocks by the light beam.Harry immediately trembled and gagged when he heard that metaphor, he was not the Malfoy who was posing, but in terms of hair, he assured that he was definitely the type that grew in all directions, wanted to mutter but was afraid to hear it, and hurried out of Snape's sight .

Snape continued to place instruments in the middle of the living room. He knew that the answer he wanted was in this house. He had been paying attention to it from time to time after waking up here. A sign that the magic circle is being used.In other words, it was originally covered with magic, but no one used it for many years until recently.And he had already investigated one thing, and Harry reminded him of it, that is, although Sir Kane was indeed a Muggle, he married a pure-blood witch from an ancient family.

At the same time, on the other side, Liesel had already set off for the romantic capital of France, and she went to the bathroom first as soon as she got off the plane.He opened his handbag and took out a glass bottle, raised his head and poured down the bitter-tasting potion, and at the same time ate a few white aspirin enteric-coated tablets, and finally cleaned up the horrible taste in his mouth with mouthwash.After tidying up her makeup elegantly, Liesel walked towards the person holding a sign to pick her up as if she was extremely expecting and honored to be invited.

"Good afternoon, sir." The proficient French blurted out.The reception envoy also greeted her politely and took her luggage, and then Eswell Lyon, who appeared suddenly on purpose, embraced her and gave her a warm kiss on the cheek.

"Lissel, my goddess, you are finally here!"

Liesel also smiled at the always emotional Frenchman: "Elswell, long time no see."

"Of course it's been a long time! It's not because you hid yourself too deeply. If it's not an exhibition, you've forgotten all about our old friends. You never replied to my letter and pretended to be your fan." Only then can you get an autograph! This time, you must stop by and have a good chat with us, and your fans who want to see the beauty have already moved out of the exhibition hall in advance. Hahaha."

Liesel was not impatient when he listened to the chatter of the enthusiastic French man. This guy was still as cheerful and lively as before. He didn’t need to say anything intentionally. His words ranged widely but did not involve other people’s privacy, and he was full of emotions. But it is moderate and does not cross the line. Funny jokes are a good medicine to relieve the fatigue of the journey.It seems that life in the past few years has not changed Elsevier Leon's character, but has added chat material to him, as well as the mature charm unique to men.

So in such company, they looked at the venue where the exhibition will be held tomorrow, the restaurant where the evening reception will be held, and finally had a very pleasant reminiscence dinner together.

"Thank you very much, Elsevier, you don't know how much I like and look forward to it." Liesel was very satisfied with his hosting, and even felt that his gallery made her paintings look good, and she really liked it The small souvenirs that come with his exhibitions are exquisite and meticulous.

"Oh, it's my duty to satisfy my goddess." Leon pretended to be a dignified gentleman and saluted, and then even made himself laugh. He blinked his eyes and continued mysteriously: "Don't be too eager to satisfy, Liesel." Surprises are slowly revealed, and we still have a lot of sideshows."

"Okay, you always have a way to whet people's appetites. I will definitely keep a pleasant surprise and wait for the announcement of the final prize. My prize must be beyond imagination." Liesel raised his glass to Leon, filled with gems The red wine glasses made a pleasant and crisp sound when they collided gently.

It was not until late in the evening that Lyon walked along the Seine River to send Liesel back to her hotel.

"It's so late, thank you for your hospitality today, Elsevier, I sincerely hope that Mrs. Lyon won't complain." Liesel said.

"No, it should be thanks to you for coming and bringing me this unique honor." Eswellion bent down and took Liesel's hand, and gently kissed the back of her hand.Then he straightened up, looked into Liesel's clear eyes with a face that was already more precise than Jean Dujardin's and said solemnly: "Don't worry, there is no Mrs. Lyon for now."

Liesel's face was rosy, and the dim lights along the road made him look gentle and charming, making people feel as if they were in a trance like going back in time.If she was still ignorant of the world, she might blush and her heart would beat, but Liesel had nothing, to be exact, no emotion at all, she still smiled and said good night.

In Leon's eyes, tonight until now is perfect, and that faint smile is like the Mona Lisa to him.

But unlike Leon who left, only Liesel knew her gradually cold face after closing the door, and only she knew that her heart could no longer accommodate anyone except that person, just like the winter night when he came Chuchun, who was away from him, is now making a fool of himself.

"It seems to be going in the same direction but it seems to be running in the opposite direction. It is best to stick to one person or be loyal to yourself. We don't even want to leave each other's contact information."

In the early spring of 1981, although the winter snow had not yet melted, the stream water was already surging under the ice surface, and the clear spirit knocked on the ice layer, ready to move, bringing germination to life.When Liesel ran home with her canvas bag, ready to share with Snape her first work selected for the exhibition, the joy seemed to be frozen on the porch of her home.

"You, are you leaving?" Liesel asked, staring at him.Snape was wearing a black scarf and a light black robe, sitting on the small bed just like the winter night when he came.Liesel's father temporarily left the room for them to say goodbye.

"Yes." Snape replied.

"But can't you stay? Why do you have to leave?" Liesel asked. She likes to have someone to share the joy of school with her when she comes back every day. She simply doesn't want to lose a friend just like that.

"No, we both know I can't. I have to go back." Snape knew what Liesel had done to save him, and he knew that Dumbledore must have told Liessell about him.That is, he knew that saving him was not out of any other emotion or pity, Liesel thought, 'If one day a person does something unspeakable to another person, to a person you barely know, and then you do this Simply because you can help him. '

"But you are not just my friend, you are still my family, I don't want to lose you like this." Liesel stood up and walked in front of Snape, her eyes began to turn red and wet.

"No, you won't lose me. You're here and I'm here."

Snapa took Liesel's hand over his heart, and then pointed to Liesel's heart.Her black eyes fixed on this different girl, trying to engrave him in her mind, she said they were family, what an unfamiliar but unforgettable word.

"We all have our own mission to accomplish." Snape arrived with the coldness of December, and left with the receding of winter, as if this man was born with the coldness.It's just that when he left, he held a picture-sized photo of the two of them that Liesel had drawn for him tightly in his heart.

So in that season when the ice and snow are about to melt and everything is ready to welcome the spring, we just discovered our love for a person ignorantly, but in an instant we were surrounded by the sourness of parting.

Things cannot be forced, let nature take its course, because we cannot predict the future.

The author has something to say: I’m guessing whether I can finish Chapter 20~ I’m calculating with various fingers~ At least I feel that I should probably be able to finish writing it in the New Year (in self-contradiction)