When the savior is no longer the savior

When they walked through the long spiral corridor and came to the oak door of the principal's office, they just met James and Lily who came with them.

Lily, who was about to enter the principal's office, was taken aback for a moment, and then greeted Snape with joy and enthusiasm: "Sev!"

Sif...?Snape glanced at Lily with some hidden doubts, and nodded immediately: "Lily." He ignored the other three people.

The other two big men, James and Sirius, looked at each other and ignored Snape in a tacit understanding.

As for the last Il - oh, since Harry came out, his eyes have been glued directly to Harry like a sucker.

The atmosphere in front of the principal's office was weird.

But Lily didn't seem to notice it at all. After saying hello to Snape, she turned her head with a smile, stepped forward naturally, leaned forward and hugged Harry, and gave him a kiss on the cheek: "Harry!"

Everyone fell silent.

And Harry, the poor former savior, froze into a stone statue under the soft and warm embrace of the red-haired woman.

The weird silence lasted for 5 minutes.

Finally, Snape looked at Lily strangely for a while, reached out and grabbed Harry by the collar, and screwed the completely immobile Savior into the headmaster's room.

Irbaba followed in.

Lily, James and Sirius were a few steps behind.

James, who was in the same house but ignored for three whole days, couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed to Lily with a nervous face, and he was so busy that he didn't bother to lower his voice: "Lily, Lily, you really Believe me, I never did anything," he said emphatically, "anything to be sorry for you! So you don't have to do anything—anything!"

"Huh?" Lily was a little confused, and then she realized, "No, it's not that-James, did you notice that the first time, in Diagon Alley, we didn't like that kid very much when we saw him ;and now—at least I didn't hate him when I first saw him in the hospital wing, did you?"

"Huh?" James didn't react at all, "Il didn't like him back then, but now Il and him, um..." He struggled for a while, thinking that the word 'good friend' was really strange to say of.But that's not the point!The point, James thought, was his innocence!

James grabbed Lily's shoulders with a serious face: "Lily, you really have to trust me, even Merlin can testify to my feelings for you—wait a minute, Sirius can prove it," he suddenly thought, "I With Sirius when he's not with you, you can ask him!"

He hurriedly turned to Sirius and said, "Really, Sirius?"

Sirius, who was on the sidelines, rolled his eyes: "Yes, I can testify that he was drunk... er, he was with me when he was not drunk."

James turned back to Lily and smiled apologetically: "Look, I don't have time and money at all-you have all the money, I only hide a little... er, no... er, well, really only a little , Lily!"

Lily's brows frowned more and more closely following James' words, until after this sentence, she was full of impatience: "Come on, James, what are you thinking? Can you be more stupid?"

James was dumbfounded.

Lily broke free from James' hand and said perfunctorily, "Okay, I'm going in, you go play with Sirius."

"Huh?" James wondered.

"Why me?" Sirius protested.

But Lily has already stepped forward and hastily pushed open the oak door and walked in, only muttering a small, complaining word in her mouth.

"Stupidstag?" James repeated, confused.

"Stupid deer?" Sirius translated.

"..." James & Sirius.

For a moment, inside the principal's office.

When everyone finally arrived, Dumbledore conjured up a group of circular sofas in the principal's office, greeted everyone to sit down with a smile, took out drinks and sweets, and sold them to everyone.

No one touched those sweets.

It was Lily who spoke first.She sat across from Harry, coughed and said without any nonsense, "The solution was found at Potter's house, and the only solution written on it is to re-establish a magical connection between the caster and the victim. And This established magical connection requires that both parties..."

She paused briefly, then said:

"Unconditionally, trust each other with all your heart."

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It's finally early...

Well, it always feels like Harry is stuck in an infinite loop of choices... gazing at the sky.

Also about the two in this chapter——

[Harry tried his best to suppress his urge to scream, but he didn't realize that he had already grinned at Snape with a big excited foolish smile: "Professor, is it true? Merlin, you Today is so beautiful - oh, I mean handsome! I never found you so handsome! What is Sirius? Oh, Merlin..." He took a deep breath, "I will bow down in your robes It's under...Merlin, I've been ignoring it all the time, it's so dark with personality!"]——Doggie.

[At this moment, the 11-year-old blue-eyed boy raised his eyebrows and smiled in high spirits. 】——Pretending to be young.

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Whispers in the hallway

No one made a sound.

Harry blinked, and then blinked again, before he gradually understood what Lily meant.

Trust each other unconditionally and with all your heart...trust Il?Harry wasn't sure if the silence in the headmaster's room was because everyone was amused - but he could see the stern, sullen face of Snape, sitting to his right.

His heart also sank.

"That..." Harry opened his mouth and realized that his voice was tense - but no one, including him, noticed it.His voice was distorted and stuttering, "Ma'am, what do you mean...?"

Lily gave Harry a reassuring look.Her voice was gentle, unhurried: "This condition is very..." She paused.

Harry wasn't sure if the other person meant "harsh" or "ridiculous," he thought it was the latter.

But Lily chose a more gentle description: "It's not easy, so I think—" She didn't continue, because Il interrupted: "Lily, as long as you trust? As long as you really believe alright?"

Lily nodded slightly.

Il gave Harry a quick look, and then he said, "Then I guess I'm all right..." He said with a slight hesitation, and at last, wondering if something had occurred to him, he repeated firmly, "Yes , no problem, Lily."

However, Lily did not show a gratified expression. On the contrary, the red-haired witch looked at Yi Er sternly: "Enough, Yi Er, are you still jumping to conclusions without knowing anything?"

Il was at a loss for words, and looked at James for help for a moment.

James returned him a look of helpless sympathy.

El glared back, and then looked pitifully at his godfather.

So Sirius, who was sitting lazily by the side, straightened up and coughed, "Lily, since Il doesn't know anything—you should finish the matter, right?"

These words are vague and not particularly polite.

Lily didn't care at all, and after she nodded at Sirius, she was about to say more, but James, who was next to Lily, turned his head and looked at Sirius unkindly.

Sirius rolled his eyes and curled his lips, not caring at all.

"I discussed with Professor Dumbledore the method of breaking the curse. Since the original requirements were too difficult, we have an idea." Lily said.

"It was Lily who first proposed it." The principal with the white beard praised with a smile, "You have been so smart since you were in school."

what idea?Sirius questioned James with his eyes.

No idea at all... James returned a blank look.

"..." A dog and a deer looked at each other.

"What do you think?" Harry asked closely.

"Occlumency," Lily said cautiously.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

"What do you mean?" Harry was the first to react, and he was undoubtedly the one who was most concerned about the problem at hand.

"Full trust is a very vague concept," Lily said, "and it is very difficult, but if you look at it from another angle, assuming that there is nothing to think about when establishing a magical connection, or assuming that your brains can be well protected, It can't capture anything at all..."

"Wait," Harry interrupted Lily hesitantly, "Occlumency...isn't it aimed at people or things that want to see your brain? Like Legilimency or something." When he said 'things' he felt Kind of quirky, "Is it useful for making magical connections?"

Lily glanced at Harry in surprise, obviously she hadn't thought that Harry understood this before.Then she said with admiration, "Legiliency is magic too, Harry."

Facing Lily's gaze, Harry felt embarrassed for a long time—well, at the age of 11, he didn't understand Legilimency or Occlumency at all.

He coughed. "So that means Occlumency protects all of our minds while establishing a magical connection?"

"No, no," Lily said, "Actually, this is just an idea. Whether it will be successful or not will require multiple trials." She paused, and then said, "Actually, my idea is that while you practice Occlumency, While cultivating a rapport together," her voice softened, "to be as safe as possible, Harry."

"Lily." Snape, who had been silent from the beginning, spoke suddenly.

"Severus?" Lily asked.

"Harry can't use magic right now, he can't be Occlumency," said Snape. "I don't think you'll miss that."

"Of course," Lily said, "As for the magic spell that establishes the connection, since Harry can fully restore his magic power through this, a little change may also allow Harry to temporarily have magic power."

Snape put a hand to his lips: "Temporary magical connection or loop...he has to be by Harry's side?" He didn't have Il's name.

Sirius was obviously dissatisfied, he put his hands in his pockets, leaned on the sofa and laughed loudly.

Snape gave Sirius a cold look.

Lily ignored no one, and took up the topic rationally: "I'm afraid it's like this."

"If it could," said Snape, "the magical connection would create a host of other problems, and it's obviously impossible for Harry to take care to maintain it while he's practicing Occlumency."

Lily hesitated even more: "This..."

"Still, you're going to have El practice Occlumency," Snape said, "and Harry practice how to trust El with all his heart?"

In the principal's room, the relaxed atmosphere suddenly became embarrassing and stagnant.

Sirius was upset, he raised his chin, his gray eyes looked down, looking as arrogant as Malfoy: "Nose—Snape, what do you mean?"

Snape was obviously bored with Sirius, he curled his lips lightly: "If you can't understand the meaning of that ordinary sentence..."

"Professor." It was Harry who interrupted them this time.He avoided talking about the sharp question Snape just asked just now, and just said, "If it's Occlumency..." He only hesitated for a short time, doubts or flaws, after all, he has no magic power important.

——As long as he is not willing, can someone pry open his brain to see his memory?The blue-eyed savior convinced himself that he decided to be a big clam in the future: "Professor, in fact, if it is Occlumency... I think I will do that."

The people in the room had different reactions: Lily and Snape were the first to recover from the shock, and they looked at Harry thoughtfully together, the only difference was that Snape's gaze Looks dark, while Lily's is very bright.

Harry felt a little hairy, and just as he moved his body uncomfortably, Snape said, "Are you sure you can use Occlumency? It's a very remote branch of witchcraft?"

"Yes, I understand what I'm talking about, Professor," said Harry, after a short pause, before adding, "I've actually used it... more than once."

"Have you used it more than once?" Lily repeated in a low voice.

But this time, Harry turned his face away and didn't answer.

The atmosphere became awkward again.

This time it was James who smoothed things over—Lily, who was leading the conversation, was hanging her head, wondering what she was thinking, but she was obviously not ready to speak: "Then we just need to teach El Occlumency, right? "

"——yes." Lily raised her head again and answered, she looked no different from before, "Let's teach Il the Occlumency first. As for the establishment of the magic connection," she looked at Ha Leigh, looking at Snape again, "Severus, may I trouble you?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, he really wanted to follow to study, but at the same time he had this idea, he had to admit that even if he didn't lose anything in magic skills, but it was his turn to master and accumulate magic theories, then he Most likely they couldn't keep up with everyone present except Il—er, maybe they could compete with Sirius and James Bibi?

He silently believed in his heart that these two also paid more attention to practice than theory.

So Harry sat up a little nervously, and said to Snape a little uncertainly, "Professor, may I trouble you? Well, I understand the request... I mean, if it's not convenient for you, Professor..." He tragically found that he wanted Snape to participate, but he couldn't find a reason to persuade Snape to participate.

Snape glanced briefly at Harry, then turned to Lily and said, "I just happen to be interested."

Lily let out a breath: "Thanks, Severus."

"No need." Snape made a pun.

"Okay, now that you have reached a consensus," Dumbledore finally officially joined the topic, "we can talk about Il's punishment."

Il was taken aback, but Lily James didn't respond, obviously she knew about it a long time ago.

Harry looked at Dumbledore involuntarily, and then he couldn't help but glanced at Il, so fast that he couldn't even see the expression on the other side clearly.

"After discussion, I think," the white-bearded old man put away his usual smile and said seriously, "Il Potter should be suspended for two months. In the meantime, I will inform The Ministry of Magic is tracking Il Potter's wand - minors are not allowed to use magic without authorization during school hours. The punishment will be written into the file, but the final exam of the first grade, if Il can guarantee the grade, he can still go straight Promoted to second grade."

No one spoke, maintaining respect for the greatest white wizard who defeated the first Dark Lord.

But not everyone is convinced.

At least Snape and Sirius were frowning - one was dissatisfied with being punished too lightly, and the other was dissatisfied with being punished too severely.But neither of them said a word, one from James, one from Lily.

James and Lily's faces were calm, and they couldn't see what they were thinking.

Dumbledore asked Harry: "So Harry, what do you think?"

Harry had no idea.In other words, his mood was so complicated that he couldn't tell what his real thoughts were.Hearing Dumbledore's question, he moved his shoulders reflexively: "I don't have anything—" He seemed to pause, "That's all right."

In the quiet office, someone seemed to snort softly, like Sirius frowning fiercely, or Snape with a sneer.

Dumbledore didn't care about it, he said: "Then the matter is settled like this."

No one objected.

Lily followed up and said, "Harry, what do you think of my suggestion last time?"

"What?" Harry didn't respond for a while.

"Come to Godric's Hollow." Lily looked expectantly, "Stay here for a while. After all, Occlumency is just my guess, or even if it's useful, it's always better to establish a connection if you know more about it. .”

There is nothing wrong with saying that.

This time, even Snape looked calm.

But Harry was very surprised, but it's not so much that he didn't think of such a treatment method, it's better to say that he never thought that one day, the former parents in this world would sincerely invite him to their home.

—Yes, sincerely.

The ardor in Lily's eyes was so clear, so clear that even James and Il who were standing beside her were surprised.

...Is this what he has been looking forward to?Harry thought about it in a trance, but he immediately remembered his previous description of the current situation.

'This One World'.

'Once parents'.

'Their home'.

Harry wasn't sure exactly when he'd accepted the fact that... oh, look, he knew it was 'fact'.

What could be more sad in the world than this?

He spent everything to build a warm and sweet dream for himself.

He personally shattered this dream.

"I guess... there's always another way, isn't there? About developing a rapport," Harry said, not hiding his tiredness too much because suddenly he didn't want to.

There's no need, is there?

After all, at this moment, he was just a stranger to them who had no choice but to contact, and they...

They, I'm afraid, probably did the same to him.

"Harry?" Lily, looking almost urgent, said, turning slightly, "I think it's a very—easy, convenient option, I—"

"Lily," James interrupted Lily this time, looking suspiciously at Lily and then at Harry, "we should respect his opinion, dear."

Harry didn't say a word, but Lily didn't seem to be reconciled and wanted to say more.

But this time, Dumbledore took over the topic: "Let me talk to Harry, how about it, Lily."

"Professor?" Lily was surprised.

"Let me speak to him," said Dumbledore, and then the kindly old man turned to Harry. "Shall we speak alone, Harry?"

Everyone looked at Harry.

Harry was obviously hesitant, but in the end, he didn't say no.

So soon only Dumbledore and Harry were left in the office.

Dumbledore waved his wand to disappear the circular sofa, and motioned for Harry to sit down on the chair in front of the desk.

"Professor..." Harry sat down as promised, hesitating to say something.

Dumbledore suggested with a smile: "Okay, boy, how about a drink? Sour soda? Or do you like sour bubble milk?"

"Sour bubble milk?" Harry had no idea what it was, a kind of milk?

"Sour milk can blow out bubbles when you drink it." Dumbledore explained kindly.

"..." Isn't that spoiled...?Harry looked at Dumbledore silently, then cautiously refused, "No, you don't have to, Professor."

Fox on the tall gilded perch next to him suddenly made a suffocating sound.

It was only then that Harry noticed that the phoenix was dying—a horrific looking old man with thick, drooping eyelids and eyes that looked downright distressed.

Dumbledore noticed Harry's gaze: "This is Fawkes, a phoenix." He introduced, "It's very beautiful most of the time, but it's not too bad to see its very occasional gesture, isn't it ?"

"Yes, Professor." Harry smiled slightly.

Dumbledore gave himself a glass of iced lemon juice, he asked again, and after getting a still positive rejection, he picked up the glass and took a sip with regret: "Then Harry, would you mind telling me about your past? Let me Think about it," said the wise old man, "is it something like a timer?"

To be honest, Harry wasn't surprised to hear that - when it came to Occlumency, he knew it was impossible to fool Dumbledore.After all, it is impossible for a real Muggle orphan to learn and use this remote magic before the age of 11, isn't it?

Harry didn't want to lie or hide, if he could, about the elder who had played such an integral part in his own life.He took a deep breath: "I did come from the future...a different future, professor."

Dumbledore seemed quite curious, but he didn't ask too much: "When did you come back?"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief: "2004, Professor."

Dumbledore nodded, and immediately admired: "Magic is indeed amazing, isn't it? Especially one like you—well, time travel."

Harry noticed that Dumbledore was not talking about 'time' but 'time and space'.

This is obviously not a slip of the tongue by the elders.

Harry laughed, half bitter, half sad, and vaguely relieved that he didn't even notice: "Professor, you are right."

Dumbledore's blue eyes were as tolerant and peaceful as the ocean: "Harry, maybe you need some time to take a good rest. But you have to know that sometimes the choices in front of us are not satisfactory, but they are true. It's the best--have to," he said, "You don't need to be with James Lily all the time, maybe three days a week? Or every day?"

Harry hesitated to speak.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, but nodded slowly, "...I think, I understand what you mean, Professor."

Time moved forward gracefully as usual, and in the blink of an eye, night fell.

Snape came to the Quidditch pitch outside the castle, and there were still students training Quidditch at this time.The sky was dark and blue, and figures in mid-air were flying around on broomsticks, hoarse shouts could be heard from time to time, and by the way, there were also black Bludgers whistling back and forth.

Snape simply said "obstructed" and "disintegrated" to a Bludger flying towards him, and then began to search around the pitch in a rage.

It didn't take him much time.

Soon—in about 10 minutes—Snape found his destination in the corner: Harry sitting on the grass with his legs curled up and his head propped up, silently watching everyone fly.

"Mr. Ravens," Snape looked critically at Harry, "do you have enough extra time to ask you to perform such meaningless behavior at this time?"

Harry was visibly surprised by Snape's presence: "Well, Professor - how do you know I'm here?"

"I can't think of where else our Quidditch-loving Mr. Ravens could go." Snape smirked.Immediately, he stood on the stands and looked down at Harry, "Okay, we can talk about business."

"Going to Godric's Hollow?" Harry asked, without any doubts in his mind.

"Reason," said Snape, "if it's just that you don't like it, don't like it," his face darkened, "you'd better go back with me right away and tell them you agreed."

Harry had already stood up, his heart was heavy, and even his voice was hoarse and dull: "Professor, I really..."

"Don't like it, don't like it?" Snape helped Harry finish the sentence, and then he sneered coldly, "I don't know when you were so delicate, Mr. Ravens."

Harry opened his mouth.

Snape looked down at the child in front of him: "When you hesitated to refuse, did you think about the possible consequences? Your magic power." His voice turned soft, "Are you sure, you can afford this The price? Just for that little 'dislike', 'displeasure'?"

"Professor, you don't know..." said Harry.

"So what do you want me to know?" Snape asked back.

Harry couldn't answer.

There was a small silence between the two of them, Harry looked up at Snape, it was a moonless night, a few wisps of starlight fell from the sky, vaguely illuminating a silhouette, but It seemed to make that figure blend into the darkness more and become more silent.

Harry couldn't see Snape's expression, he was only slightly surprised by what Snape said just now, and stopped thinking about it.

In fact, he was considering Snape's earlier rhetorical question.

He was right.Harry heard his own voice.

Harry, it's only been five days and you feel like it's been five years, you've had enough of being without magic, you just can't stand being without magic - it's your life.

Now is your chance.The voice told him softly.

Now is the opportunity - if you don't grab it, what are you waiting for?Do you want to add uncontrollable variables to get back the magic power because of the cowardice in your heart?

But the contract... Harry thought again.

That's just your own guesswork!The sound is unmistakable.What's more, what if it really works on you?It's just earlier, you're already prepared for this.

As Harry thought of it, he realized that he had already made up his mind—or he had subconsciously agreed before he knew the method, before Lily said that invitation.

But what if, what if it doesn't just affect him...?Harry stopped himself from thinking any further.

There was no sign of this, it was just speculation, such a thing, such a choice... It was too cruel, so cruel that Harry didn't even want to think about it.

Well, at least one thing is true.Harry thought with a wry smile.

——He really couldn't bear the days without magic power at all.

He never wanted to live a day like this.

Harry exhaled slowly, and finally let go of the last bit of burden. He calmed down and felt relaxed all over his body: "I see, Professor, thank you very much. I'll tell them now." He looked at the only thing in front of him. Going to the platform at my waist, I looked at the stairs at least 100 meters away, eager to jump up.

Snape found out immediately, and he couldn't bear it any longer: "Perhaps Mr. Ravens likes to go off the beaten path?"

Harry smiled mischievously, coughed twice, and was about to walk towards the stairs in the distance, but found a hand stretched out in front of him.

"T-Professor?" Harry's eyes widened.

With a dark face, Snape bent down and said angrily, "Come up! — don't make me say it a second time!"

Snape and Harry returned to the castle.Instead of asking Harry to go to Lily and James again, he told the other party that he would tell Lily with an owl that Harry would stay there three days a week.

Harry acquiesced.

The two headed towards the Slytherin lounge, Snape didn't ask Harry what he was going to do for the remaining four days, and Harry didn't specifically say so - although he did think about what to do with the other four days.

The two walked forward quietly, and before reaching the cellar, they met the Slytherin prefect.

"Professor." The prefect greeted Snape. He glanced at Harry and told Snape about Bridges and others being hospitalized in a potion accident.

"So?" Snape raised an eyebrow.

The prefect paused: "Professor...how do you think we should deal with it?"

"You say they ruined a classroom?" Snape asked.

"Yes," said the prefect.

"That's great, brewing potions without authorization, and destroying classrooms - go to Filch to work for a month." Snape said contemptuously.

"...I see, professor." This time, the prefect gave Harry a strange look before turning and leaving.

Snape and Harry moved on.

"Mr. Ravens," he said.

"Professor?" Harry pretended to be innocent.

Snape glanced at Harry, sneered at the other's false expression, and then he said: "If you dared to make the mistake of taking the juice of the sapweed and the boiled but not completely poisoned dragon in my Potions class If you throw all your nerves into the cauldron, it's a mistake that even a troll wouldn't make..." He said softly, "You don't want to know the consequences."

Harry: "... (cough cough cough)"

"Also," Snape commented, "although it's brewed in this way," he frowned, "—poison, although it has a lot of side effects and is not easy to treat, but it costs too much and it's not worth it."

"Er, so, Professor, you didn't blame me for...?" Harry asked.

Snape looked at Harry like a fool, and he didn't even bother to answer, just walked forward.

Harry, who was left behind, felt happy for some reason, he walked a few steps to follow Snape, just about to speak, but found it difficult to speak, so he simply grabbed Snape's robe with one hand and let the other drag him away —Well, he's only 11 now anyway!

So Harry Potter, cheeky, sneered under Snape's dangerous gaze, drawing out his voice flatteringly: "Professor..."

He didn't go on.

A small voice reached his ears.

"Hiss... flesh and blood... hiss... kill..."

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Editor's notice, I'm finally going to enter V tomorrow, I don't have any manuscripts on hand, and I have to go out all day, so I can't update today... I'm sorry, I guarantee [-] for the third chapter of V.

Regarding the plot of the original work, I can tell you that the plot of the original work is only to lead to various contradictions, and will not write a bunch of words about the destruction of Horcruxes in the original work.

Regarding the total number of words in the article, I can’t say right now, but next, the LV will appear, not the brain-dead version of Snakeface, but the powerful enhanced version of The Load Voldemort, but what is certain is that this LV is not the white lotus, um, I am still the Dark Lord Supporters of the White Wizard, and LV has to be evil to feel it, doesn't it? XD As for the interaction between Xiaoha and the professor, scratching my head... It can be said that the public version only wrote a little bit.In emotional scenes, I feel that I am famous for being meek.

But I can tell you about the relationship between the professor and Xiaoha in the later stage.

One is when the professor and Xiaoha are together, the professor says you are still young, and Xiaoha is angry, saying that I have grown up long ago, so they fight back, and the two of them rolled on the bed and covered their faces.

One is that Xiaoha is pregnant with buns. The professor took Xiaoha to St. Mungo's for an examination and found that he wanted to but felt sorry for Xiaoha, so he struggled and said to Xiaoha that if you don't want it, then let's forget it... Xiaoha took the right bite The water was sprayed on the table, and he was surprised and delighted without any entanglement: "Oh, our child? Sif, you and my child?"

So Xiaoha's essence is still very happy XD

So it's probably like this... It's more guaranteed after joining V, the number of words will not be less than the public chapter.

(I always feel that I am getting more and more diligent...)

47. Parseltongue and Soul Pieces That Never Disappear...

Harry froze in place,