[HP] Illusion

Harry looked at Xiao Tuanzi in front of him, and a mist gradually appeared in the emerald green eyes, which also blurred his focus.

After the Great War, that sentence was his nightmare for a long time, until he kept entering those memories. For about a whole year in between, he woke up in the middle of the night, his head was swollen, and only That sentence——

"look at me……"

The scene in the dream is vivid, screaming huts, snakes, wounds pierced by snake venom, and hopeless men.But it wasn't just a dream.

He also had a summer nightmare in the summer vacation of the fourth grade, and he has been in a nightmare every summer vacation since then-witnessed the death of Cedric at the end of the fourth grade, and his godfather disappeared in the curtain at the end of the fifth grade , Dumbledore died in front of his eyes at the end of the sixth grade. He didn't go to the seventh grade, but on the night he returned to Hogwarts, he saw Snape killed by Nagini.

No matter which nightmare it was, it had never been as violent as this one, and it had almost obliterated his entire life.It's not that no one noticed his abnormality, it's just that he tried his best to cover it up, and then nothing happened.

In his heart, he didn't want others to know this secret.

In seventh year he had been a witness defending people in war, and Snape was number one.As the hero who killed Voldemort, all public opinion was overwhelmingly on his side. He didn't need any evidence to vindicate Snape, and in the end he didn't show Snape's memories, because others The evidence is enough.Snape got his name straightened, and Dumbledore was no exception.People who are still alive are always harsher than people who are dead - like the Malfoys.

Facing the pure and filthy eyes of the little boy, Harry couldn't tell what he was feeling now. Snape always hid it well before, but he doubted whether he could put those things that shouldn't be in front of the little boy. emotions are concealed.

People can't always empathize with others, this is a common problem for all people.It's only when you're in pretty much the same situation that you can really understand how that person felt at the time.Harry didn't know if he could fully understand what a man had felt through those decades, but it didn't feel good to bury yourself under a disguise, you just had to because it was the only one you chose.

Yes, by his own choice.It's not that there is no other choice, but that they won't and can't.

"You... what's the matter?" Harry was suddenly brought back to reality by the childish voice that was milky but with a hint of nervousness. He shook his head and saw that the expression of little Snape was obviously a little loose. Tuanzi was stiffening his body, swallowing his saliva quietly.

——In fact, the little boy's emotions are very sensitive, and his cautious performance seems to be afraid that he just said the wrong thing.

"No." Harry tried to stabilize the ups and downs and restlessness in his heart, and squeezed out a little voice.

Thinking of the child in front of him who seemed to be only three or four years old, Harry immediately realized that the world of children is actually very simple, and what they say is usually the most intuitive feeling, even though the child in front of him looks more likely than other children of the same age. Be more mature.

"But..." Xiaotuanzi's voice was swallowed by his own saliva, and the smile that looked at Harry disappeared automatically.

"It's okay, you're right, my eyes are green." Harry adjusted his glasses, pretending to be okay.

"they……"

Xiaotuanzi's voice was still a little muffled at first, but at this time his voice became much weaker unconsciously, which made it impossible for Harry to hear what Xiaotuanzi said at the end.

"what?"

"...very beautiful." The little boy said timidly, his expression looked a little awkward, as if he had never said such a thing before, which made him a little unaccustomed to it.

"Thank you." Harry smiled and patted Xiaotuanzi's head, the soft fur made him reluctant to put down his paws, "Your ones are also pretty."

Those were his mother's eyes. Ever since he entered the wizarding world, he had been constantly reminded that he was similar in appearance to his father, except for a pair of emerald green eyes that followed his mother.

When Snape died, he died in his mother's eyes.

Harry didn't notice the change in his mood, but Snape did. The little dumpling lowered his head, and the suddenly depressed Harry in front of him made him a little at a loss.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Harry looked at the little dumpling who was still holding half a loaf of bread in his hand, and suddenly realized that he was really rude. He shouldn't have shown such emotions in front of such a small boy.

——Sure enough, I still can’t do it, how can a man do it in front of everyone?

He quickly cheered up and asked, pretending to be puzzled: "Am I wrong? You think green is beautiful, and I think black is also great. Are you thinking about this?"

Xiaotuanzi didn't know why Harry suddenly said such a sentence, no one had ever praised him so much, so little Snape just stared at Harry in a daze.

"Okay, hurry up and eat some more, you should be able to finish this bread, right?" Harry didn't know much about the food intake of such a young child, "That's right!" He suddenly remembered, "There's ice cream here, This is delicious, but you can only eat a little, or your stomach may not be able to bear it."

Harry took out the ice cream graciously. The vanilla ice cream in the cup hadn't melted yet, and the button was covered with finely chopped chocolate and peanuts, as well as a tempting and fragrant chocolate sauce. "This is delicious, I bought it Vanilla flavor, this is my favorite before." Harry took out a spoon and took a small sip of the same concoction and sent it to Xiaotuanzi's mouth, "Come and taste it, you will feel better after eating it."

For little Snape, who thinks that as long as there is something to eat, he is good. He has never seen such a thing as ice cream. He secretly glanced at the ice cream in the cup, and then took another look. A small chill was coming towards his face, as if it could cool down the surrounding temperature a lot.

He looked at the ice cream next to his mouth, and tentatively licked it. The sweet and icy feeling quickly swept over the tip of his tongue. The milk taste was very strong, and there were other flavors. It looked dark but unexpectedly good.

"Is it delicious? The white ice cream is vanilla-flavored, the brown one is chocolate sauce, and there are crushed peanuts on top, one more bite..."

Harry watched Xiaotuanzi lick his lips and take another sip. Xiaotuanzi remained expressionless, but did not resist his feeding.In fact, at this time, someone was already overjoyed - you must know that Dumbledore's love for sweets was frightening in the past. He had seen Snape refuse to eat the sweets recommended by Dumbledore, and he had never seen Snape like them. It turned out that at such a young age, he could still accept it.In fact, children should like this taste.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Xiaotuanzi pursed his lips suddenly, "You like it the most?"

Harry was stunned, looking at the cool ice cream, finally couldn't help but took a bite and put it in his mouth.

Then when he dug another bite for Snape, the little dumpling didn't resist, so the two of you shared a lot and ate a lot. Harry still remembered not to give the little dumpling too much, so there was still some food left in the end. Halfway through, Harry finished eating in two or three bites.

"I didn't expect..." This was the taste 40 years ago.He looked at little Snape and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Xiaotuanzi nodded nervously.My brother likes it, and he likes it too.

In fact, little Snape was already half full at this time, but there was still a small half of the bread. He ate more and more slowly, and finally wanted to rewrap the package.

"Have you eaten?" Harry asked.

Xiaotuanzi's ears were slightly red, his face was paralyzed and he nodded almost invisible.

Harry ate up little Snape's leftover bread without any psychological barriers, and then pointed to the food on the bed, "As I said before, these are all for you, don't let your parents know. Eat a little, don't go hungry..."

If he could, he would certainly not be willing to buy so many snacks for the little boy, but he was not sure when and how he would come. Even with a fresh-keeping spell, these things have a shelf life, so he didn't buy too many. .Harry was still a little worried that little Snape would still be hungry while he was away.

Harry sighed, and could only help a little.There is another question -

"I may have to leave later. If I disappear suddenly, don't worry, I will be back." Harry felt that this matter should be vaccinated first. He didn't know where this memory would end. Pu put this memory in, just didn't want him to see the scene where he cried—

Someone suddenly shuddered.Probably...it doesn't matter.

In fact, Harry didn't expect that he stayed in this place for nearly ten hours, during which little Snape was called out for dinner, and then he heard old Snape curse again, and the little dumpling panicked after eating Running in, doesn't look too vague - certainly not a few times.

In fact, it is not difficult to appease Xiaotuanzi, a small magic effect can divert his attention, but this is a temporary solution, not the root cause.In the case that the hostess did not welcome him at all, Harry didn't have any perfect solution.He couldn't just jump out like this, and there was not much he could do at this moment.

It was midnight when Harry felt himself rising slowly—

Before that, little Snape slept soundly on the cot, and he just kept looking at the sleeping little dumpling in the dark, oblivious to the passage of time.

He had to admit, he was a little obsessed.

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It was around seven o'clock in the morning when Harry entered the Pensieve, and it was already evening when he returned here.

Back to reality, he was sitting on the ground panting for breath. Harry forced himself to calm down. Goosebumps soon appeared on his arm, which was still wearing short sleeves, due to the cold air. Harry waved Waving his hand, he restored all the clothes on his body to their original state.Excited tremors filled his whole body.

He spent ten hours there, and his watch worked there. Is that a real world?Two worlds? 40 years ago?

That was Snape's memory, but why did it become a real magical world there?

Or is it not a world, just his hallucination?Is it possible to construct a world from memory?

Harry's eyes fell on the Pensieve, what's so weird about this thing?Pulling out the Elder Wand, Harry began to cast various spells towards the Pensieve, but after repeated bombings, the feedback was nothing special, the Pensieve was not cast any spells.

—So it has nothing to do with this Pensieve?

Harry thought of the Pensieve books he had read before, but in the end he was still not sure, so he had reservations about it in his heart.

Harry thought for a long time, focusing on sorting out the situation of the two time travels. Since his first successful time travel, he has entered the Pensieve three times in total. The second time he entered was still a memory, so he could only confirm that everything was wrong. It started when he accidentally entered the memory that Snape had missed last time.

What happened to him after that?It seems to be nothing special. He talked to the ghost of Ravenclaw. The two entered the Room of Requirement together and dug out something thousands of years ago. The other party sent a key and a broken hourglass. Is it related to this? ?

……

Thinking about it, Harry's head was a little dizzy, and he even found that his consciousness was also blurred...