Atonement of HP

"Oh, my child, how are you feeling?" As soon as Lily entered, Dumbledore kindly asked her to sit down and motioned for her to choose some drinks.

"Milk is fine, thank you, principal." Lily doesn't like sweets very much, but hospitality is hard to resist. Dumbledore waved his wand, and a cup of hot milk appeared in front of Lily.

"Can you still get used to the job of a prefect?" Dumbledore watched Lily drink the milk, and the eyes behind the half-moon lenses flashed.

"Oh, no problem, Remus helped me a lot." Lily likes the job of a prefect very much. Although it is a bit tiring, she can get the feeling of being recognized from it, as if she is making up for what she can't be recognized The shortcomings are average.

"That's great, I've been worried that you might be a little maladjusted, but when Professor McGonagall recommended you to me, he was full of praise!" Dumbledore watched Lily slowly drink a whole glass of milk Almost halfway down.

The white-bearded headmaster's undisguised praise made the little lion of Gryffindor blush. Lily felt that her tiredness and trance these days had been healed by the headmaster's kind words and this cup of warm milk. Her soul felt As if lying on a comfortable big bed, waves of drowsiness hit her, making her almost unable to open her eyes.

"Lily, Lily, my child, tell me, do you feel a little tired recently?" The white wizard's voice seemed to come from the sky.

Lily kept reminding herself in her heart that she was in the principal's office, but the comfortable feeling from her soul made her unable to resist indulging in it. "Yes, I've been very tired recently." She said the words unconsciously.

"Oh, my boy, is it because of too much pressure from study? Or is it because the prefects of Gryffindor make you nervous?" Dumbledore was persuasive, he needed to let Lily relax her guard against him.

"The work of the prefect is not very tiring, and the study is okay, just..." Lily suddenly felt that what she did was wrong. Now she is talking to the principal, how can she let herself relax?

"Hush...shh...don't be nervous." Dumbledore's voice became softer, "Maybe you want more milk, drink some more, I still have plenty here."

Lily obediently drank the whole glass of milk, her expression becoming more erratic.

"Tell me, my child, you can trust me, you know I want to help you, come, tell me, why are you bothered?" The White Wizard tried again.

Sure enough, this time Lily only struggled a little before expressing her deepest feelings: "I always feel like I have forgotten something, but I haven't forgotten anything?" A confused expression appeared on Lily's face .

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Lido was startled, and intuitively felt that someone had tampered with Lily.He walked gently from behind the desk to Lily, the magic wand in his hand jumped in the air as if performing a dance, and soon, a little yellow light emerged from the tip of the wand.Soul shock, Dumbledore was startled, but his tone became more and more kind.

"Then what do you think you've forgotten?"

"I don't know." Lily's tone was still confused: "I asked some people, and everything seems to be forgotten."

Dumbledore thought of Potter who asked him for help. Potter only said that he suspected that someone had "forgot everything" on Lily, but it was rare that he did not say why he doubted this.In order to win over the Potter family, Dumbledore did not use insanity or charm. After all, Potter is the heir of the Potter family, not to mention his mother whose surname was Black before marriage. Old Potter wasn't a purebred Gryffindor lion either, and he didn't want to get caught playing tricks at this juncture.

Fortunately, there are only a few conflicts among these children, and Dumbledore can always find out after trying them one by one, and the first one is: "My child, tell me, is it related to Severus?" ?”

Lily suddenly struggled violently, and the yellow light on the tip of Dumbledore's wand began to become unstable, and Dumbledore hurriedly comforted her.It took a while for Lily to calm down again.

Dumbledore turned the armchair into a soft one and coaxed Lily to fall asleep. Although some things were added to the milk, the shock of her soul would calm down when Lily woke up.

Looking at Lily who was sleeping peacefully, Dumbledore felt like a huge wave in his heart.Something happened to Snape, this was Dumbledore's first judgment, but thinking about the news from his own spies, Snape was only learning potions from Slughorn this holiday, compared to a guarantor A half-blood of the white wizard, Tom obviously trusted the Slytherin from Prince's family more.

This is normal, after all, I don't want to get a return on my investment in Snape now, the deeper this line is hidden, the greater the benefit I will get in the future.

But, who was after Snape?

Dumbledore was the first to suspect Lucius, but as one of the few people who knew Snape's real guarantor, Dumbledore was sure that the Malfoy family would not slap themselves in the face, and Tom would not at this stage. Will notice Snape, so who the hell is that who erased some of Lily's memories?

Yes, Dumbledore has determined that the one who erased Lily's memory must be a powerful wizard, and forgetting everything can be controlled, but the prerequisite is that the other party is proficient in Occlumency.As a kind of forget all spell, Occlumency is undoubtedly the basis of all mnemonic magic.And Dumbledore, the few Occlumency masters in the wizarding world, all recognize it, and it is impossible for those people to go to the Muggle world to delete the memory of a little girl.

Then the conclusion is already very clear. There is still a third-party force in the British wizarding world, and its position is unclear.Thinking of this, Wizard White couldn't help but his face darkened, and he subconsciously looked at the empty mirror frame on the table.Gail...isn't it time for him to visit his old friend in Nurmengard and see...is he still there?

-----------------------I am the dividing line of Dumbledore's various suspicions---------------- --

When Lily woke up, she was lying on a comfortable soft couch. The gold and red pattern under her body made her think that she was in the Gryffindor common room, but soon the silver on the opposite table slowly spread. The instrument made her realize that her judgment was wrong, because her most respected principal was standing beside her, with a long white beard drooping, eyes narrowed, looking at her with a smile.

Lily suddenly felt embarrassed: "School...principal, I'm so sorry...I actually fell asleep."

"Oh, it's nothing, my child. I'm afraid you've been too tired recently. I'm so glad you can rest for a while." Dumbledore smiled kindly: "You looked tired just now, how do you feel now?"

"It feels great." Lily shook her head, feeling more at ease than ever before. The white wizard's attitude made her feel kind, which invisibly relieved her pressure.

"That would be great, but now it's... oh, you have to go back, or you'll have to punish yourself." Dumbledore blinked playfully, ignoring the gesture he made There's an age-agnostic antic.

"Oh, Merlin, it's time for a curfew!" Lily exclaimed, and quickly got up from the soft couch, and apologized to her principal while tidying herself up: "I'm really sorry today, I've been in a trance recently, but after you I rest well here."

"Oh, my boy, Bobby will be sad when you say that." The white wizard joked.

Lily was amused: "Then I'll go back first, it was a pleasure chatting with you."

The girl left like a rising sun full of countless vitality, and Dumbledore disappeared into the principal's office with Fox shortly after she left.

Nurmengard's icy corridors are like Dumbledore's darkest memories. He left Fawkes outside and walked in with his wand tightly. The wind at night is like the most ruthless lover. pressed his cold hands against the warm body.

As Dumbledore walked, he couldn't help but began to recall the

Gellert's tit-for-tat confrontation when they first met, the deep friendship after getting acquainted, and their brief but best blend of fish and water.But everything is like a color palette that has changed its tone, smearing the original colorful beauty into a mess of color patches, which can no longer be distinguished.

In fact, Dumbledore can't remember why he and Gellert came to this step, but when he came back to his senses, there was such a cold corridor and such a cold prison door between them.

They called him the "White Wizard"; they called him the "Dark Lord"...and then?

Dumbledore didn't know, and then he walked on this road without torches, imagining what it was like behind the prison door.

The corridor was not long, and Dumbledore had already reached the end before he finished feeling. He waved his wand, and a water mirror condensed in the air. In the water mirror, the simple furnishings made Dumbledore feel sad. It was his cover. Lett, it was Gellert, who was born in a noble family and later became a king!But look at him now, curled up on the broken wooden bed like a late old man, with only a thin blanket on his body.

What about the warming spell?Why doesn't Gellert use a spell?Dumbledore's heart twitched.That's right, how could he have forgotten that the trial by the German Ministry of Magic was accompanied by the mandatory consumption of enchanting potions.But his Gail drank it directly by himself. Dumbledore still remembered that it was Gellert's expression. What did he say?It seems to be "willing to bet and admit defeat".

What a joke, he is the Dark Lord, who is he betting with, and what is he betting on?

Dumbledore felt that he didn't dare to think about it anymore. Thinking of Tom who was getting worse in England, Dumbledore once again firmly believed in his heart that he was right!

After Dumbledore left, Gellert, who was "sleeping" on the bed, suddenly woke up, his naked eyes did not match his old appearance.He raised his hand, and a gorgeous big bed replaced the original broken wooden bed, and there was even a steaming cup of coffee beside the bed.

"Al..." Gellert murmured, his voice was definitely that of a middle-aged man.He snapped his fingers into the air, and a figure in black wizard robes appeared out of thin air.

"Lord." The visitor was very respectful.

"Go and find out what's wrong with the British wizarding community recently." Gellert ordered casually, and humble people seemed to be commonplace.

"Crack", following the apparition of the person coming, Gellert finally showed a wry smile, why can't you come in and take a look at me?Are you afraid to face me, or are you afraid to face yourself, my... Al...