[HP] Elephant of Time

Interesting subject—but his mind was not on it.

Harry Potter's news that Draco Malfoy was making great efforts to find him surprised him a little, but it didn't seem so surprising.That spoiled brat wasn't like his dad, who was a full-on Slytherin, with "Benefit" and "Use" written on every inch, and black venom drenched his bones.

Draco Malfoy could at best be regarded as one of many "ungrateful, brainless, willful little trolls" in his impression.

Why did Malfoy want him?For that unbreakable oath?Or for the death curse on the Astronomy Tower?

That's not necessary, Severus Snape didn't do it for Malfoy, not even for Dumbledore and Harry Potter—

The Potions Master turned off the fire with a flick of his wand, and sat in a chair by the workbench with his eyes closed.

The red-haired, blue-eyed girl smiled happily at his memory.

Lily.

In the past five years, he lost his memory, his magic, and everything about Severus Snape. Living quietly in this small town was like being reborn.

However, with the arrival of Harry Potter, memories and magic come back, and those pasts inevitably come to him.

It wasn't coming in a storm, the magic that was cast in the image of time was just the last straw.Before that, he had seen images in his memory many times, symbolizing the little bit of the lost past merging into his present life.

At that time, he would think of old Kars.

When he woke up with amnesia and had nothing to do, desperately remembering who he was and what kind of past he was, and even got stuck in it, old Kars just gave him a bunch of clocks to be repaired and calibrated, saying "eat him." To live with him, it is of course necessary to give back some contributions."

It's surprisingly easy to get started.

Day after day.Sitting in front of a pile of mechanical gears, he didn't think about anything, didn't recall anything, but tried his best to make those mechanical gadgets turn again according to the "Clock Repair Manual—Compiled by Kars" that old Kars gave him, even in his sleep. The middle is the sound of those gadgets moving around.

He repaired clocks one after another, and new broken clocks were delivered every day—how could there be so many broken clocks in this small town with a small population?Later he found that while he was working hard to repair the clock, what old Kars did every day was to deliberately break other clocks in different ways, and in the same way!

Of course he was furious, and amnesiac Severus Snape was also Severus Snape.

However, old Kars spread his hands and smiled and said: "Look, Sif, it's not that difficult to get time back on track. Disassembly, inspection, repair, calibration, what can be repaired, what can't be repaired, what can't be repaired Replace with new parts. You see, time will not stop even if you lose your memory, it doesn’t matter what kind of old man you were in the past, since it is lost, it is better to replace it with the present.”

Afterwards, old Kars did not send over broken clocks, but threw him a pile of parts and materials.

"You are a teacher, try to create your own time."

Day by day, until the old man went to see Merlin in his sleep, he was able to make enough clocks with "Kars" on them.

It's not that he didn't doubt Old Kars, and now it seems that there are always some powerful guides in his life, like Dumbledore, like Old Kars.

His great adoptive brainwashed him with a bunch of Muggle parts.

So when all the memories came back, his first reaction was to look at those Muggle gadgets instead of opening the bottle of old whiskey that he wanted to open every time and finally gave up.

It only takes a moment to figure it out. Maybe before going to bed, I still feel that this incident will make my world collapse and the mountains, rivers, sun and moon will be reversed. When I wake up, I feel that it is just a flower in my heart.

That white lily will always bloom there, and there will always be a corner of it in his heart.

But that's it, what should be paid back, what he can't pay back, he will never forget, time is still going on, when the time comes to an end, if he can see Lili in the same place, he will say something to her sorry.

By comparison - and Snape sighed - he really wasn't a good guide.

He wasn't good at the kind of warm, heart-warming stuff that old guys like Dumbledore and old Kars liked to play.Compared with that, he prefers to directly spread the cold reality in front of him, and die if he doesn't move forward, a simple, rude and direct way.

Although when he lost his memory, he instinctively wanted to imitate the practice of old Kars and let Harry Potter plant the garden, but the lion would never honestly do what he said.

So he didn't know what to say to Malfoy.

The potion master put his fingers together and propped himself on the workbench. His face was expressionless but he could feel a peaceful atmosphere. His black eyes looked deeper because of his ecstasy. The potion in the cauldron gradually calmed down, and only a wisp of fragrance lingered in his nose. .

This is what the Savior saw when he sneaked into the basement.

The lion's head stuck for a while before turning again.Although he didn't know why he couldn't say anything for a moment when he saw Severus.

Compared with Hogwarts, Snape seemed less bony, hideous, sinister and vicious, and looked like a magical weirdo.

—That was the first thing you thought of, really, Harry?

"Mr. Potter? Who allowed you to enter my basement without authorization?"

The master of potions frowned—although the magic of Kars Mansion would not stop the "resident" Harry Potter, it still annoyed him that his vigilance was so low that he could be approached by a lion.

——That's right, that's the reason.Harry stared blankly at the Potions master.

The former Potions professor was like a fighter, covered in thorns and holding a sharp spear, entrenched in his territory full of traps and poisons. Anyone who tried to set foot there was bloody or poisonous before approaching.

Stinging hostility was the hallmark of Severus Snape, even more so than the title Master of Potions.

When you look at him, you can think of sharp snake teeth, fatal wounds, ugly darkness, sinister death... because that is him, the parts that make up his life make him like this.He hides all the good things, not because they are rare, but because all the things that make him feel good hurt him.

Harry could feel it now.His friends, his family, his love, those things that make him feel good are still good after the war, but they are constantly hurting him, unconsciously.

But the Potion Master he had just seen appeared in front of him with an unimaginably calm attitude, as if suffering and beauty had finally reached a balance in this person's heart, he accepted pain and embraced happiness.

"...how did you do that?" Harry murmured.

He wanted that peace, not in seclusion, not away from anyone, but real, peace of mind.

Why was it Severus Snape who got the peace - he thought the furthest from it.

"Potter!" Snape frowned at the ecstatic savior.

Something flowed out of those green eyes, and Harry looked at the eyes of the mentor he hated the most in the past, like a helpless child who had just entered Hogwarts.

"Teach me."

The author has something to say: tidbits:

Author (bows his head and ponders): In fact, the savior is tempted by the professor, right?

[cross out] Well, it's really not [cross out]

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Of course, the savior, whom Snape called in his heart as "onset of madness", failed to get an answer.

For a potion master whose speech art can only be used in sarcasm, humiliation and black humor, you want him to tell you what love and peace are.

The problem is that Harry Potter, the nervous savior, obviously can't bear even an ounce of venom with his fragile heart. He either steps on a trap or has a depression attack. In the end, he is the one who suffers from exhaustion, liver injury and spleen injury.The potions master reluctantly endured the lion rolling around in his house and fell asleep soundly.

In the headmaster's room at Hogwarts, the elderly Gryffindor witch stood guard in front of the fireplace. There was a trace of excitement on his serious face, and his wrinkled hands trembled slightly under the cover of his sleeves.

The fire was lit with green light, and the potions master in Muggle attire came out of the fireplace, looking as stern as ever, Minerva McGonagall covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

"Merlin, I knew it... I knew it." She mumbled, not hiding the joy in her voice, "They didn't find your body, I knew you were alive... Severus , something good will always happen.”

Seeing Snape himself, the Gryffindor witch has a sense of reality that her old colleague is still alive.

Although the news about England's wizarding world was all over the place, the pictures in the newspapers were far from real people, not to mention that most of the pictures were only glimpses of silhouettes - no one dared to go up to the former Potions professor to take pictures.

"...I'm not here to stage some reunion scene, let alone you and me crying, McGonagall." Snape said dryly.

The Gryffindor witch is serious and fair, but the fact that she is too similar to Dumbledore in her emotional expression makes the real snake shy away.

"Without a doubt." Now