[HP] Illusion

For a moment, Harry had to admit, he was stunned.In case Irene Snape saw something wrong, then... He didn't forget how Irene Snape kicked him out last time.

The little boy still maintained his wide-eyed expression. I don't know if it was because he saw his mother coming in. For a moment, he looked a little stiff, and the grievance and anger on his face disappeared a lot.

Irene closed the door gently. This woman's body also looked very thin and crooked, her clothes were old and dirty, her temples had gray hair, her pale and bloodless face had sagging skin and many fine lines. The whole person was gloomy and lifeless.Harry didn't know her real age, but the woman looked like she was four or fifty years old, much older than the one he had seen a year ago not so long ago.

It was as if her year was worth someone else's decade.

This kind of life has made her go through many vicissitudes, and it has tortured her to the point where she is not a human being, but even so, she still insists on not resisting.

It was difficult for Harry to understand such a thing, but the other party's resolute look of "we have nothing to talk about" before also explained her attitude.

The woman doesn't seem to realize that there are "guests" in the house.She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the little Snape who was staring at her, probably only when facing her son, her usual gloomy expression would be so soft.

"Sev," her voice was soft, "does it still hurt?"

The little boy didn't seem to have reacted yet, until Irene grabbed his arm, little Snape moved slightly, and said anxiously: "Mom..."

Watching the woman's movements, Harry held his breath again.The woman looked normal when she saw Snape's restored smooth arm, she just slowly lowered her son's arm and checked her son's body instead.She was very fast, probably just glanced at little Snape's whole body.After tidying little Snape's clothes, Irene touched his head and said in a low voice, "It's fine if it doesn't hurt."

If it weren't for the extreme silence of the room, Harry wouldn't have heard the conversation between the two mother and son at all.

The woman didn't seem suspicious, but Harry wasn't taking it lightly.The illusion spell is no better than an invisibility cloak. When casting the spell, his body will turn into the background color, but as long as he moves a little in this small space, Irene may be able to see it.Harry, who had dealt with this woman once, knew that she was not as timid and cowardly as she appeared on the surface.

Sure enough, Irene didn't leave. Her dry and skinny hands combed little Snape's hair again and again, as if she was comforting or lost in thought. Look carefully, her lips are pursed, very Soon Harry felt magic flowing through the room.

— Silent curse!

Snape's father was a Muggle, and his mother was a descendant of the Prince family, so Snape's magical talent must have come from his mother, so no matter how timid and cowardly this woman looks, but Her strength is still not to be underestimated.

Harry could hear his own heart pounding, and he remained motionless.

——Or maybe this is also an opportunity?

Anyway, Harry decided to let it be.

The next moment, a faint and soft golden light gradually shrouded the little boy's brows.

Another soothe the gods.

Almost at the same time he realized that the other party was using magic, Harry also undid the Disillusionment Charm, taking the initiative in his own hands.

"I won't say welcome to uninvited people." Irene looked at Harry coldly, "Sir, if your memory has not faded, maybe you still remember what I said to you more than a year ago If you pass?"

"Mrs. Snape," Harry adjusted his emotions, and said politely, "I'm sorry for breaking into your house without permission, but I now feel that I would regret it even more if I hadn't come in."

There was no expression on Irene's face, but Harry could see the annoyance in her eyes, "Please leave, and never get close to Sif."

Such a natural attitude angered Harry, which was not what he wanted.

"You let me watch you hurt a child who is less than five years old, or even malnourished?" Harry sneered unconsciously, "There are traces of domestic violence all over, even Muggles should have protection for children." law?"

Irene twitched her lips, "Who do you think you are? The affairs of our family have nothing to do with you as an outsider. Don't think that you can get close to Severus. You are someone to him. You are not welcome here. These I don't want to repeat it a second time."

"You just let your husband do violence to you and your children, don't tell me you have no ability to protect yourself." Harry looked at the woman in front of him angrily, "He is still so young, how can you bear to see him suffer like this?" More than once!" Thinking of this, the furious young man could hardly control his emotions, even if it wasn't Snape but an ordinary child, Harry couldn't have seen such a thing happen.

— Besides, that man was Snape.

"If you let your husband continue to do this, I will notify the relevant department of the Ministry of Magic, or call the police." Harry threatened, although he could not stay here for long, but the woman didn't know, and that was enough.

Irene stared at the young man who was blushing because of anger, "You can't do this..."

"Please believe that I will use all means to protect a four-year-old child." Harry said through gritted teeth. "I have seen examples like yours, because you are afraid that your husband will choose to leave after knowing that you are a witch, and you would rather disguise yourself as a Muggle. If you can guarantee the personal safety of your son, of course I will not interfere, but your husband has been Abusing you, and you don't even protect your own son because you don't want to defy your husband, and your brain..." is it shitty?He stopped his words and tried to take a deep breath.

"Shut up, who are you, how dare you..."

"Have you ever thought about what kind of shadow your son will have after being hurt like this, and can he grow up healthily when he grows up in such a family?" Harry still couldn't help being excited, he even wanted to cut open This woman's head, see if the structure inside is different from theirs. "This makes me doubt whether you love your son or not, and whether you are qualified to raise him..."

Irene's expression was blank for a moment, but soon she returned to silence, like a living dead without a soul, her lips didn't even move much, but the words she said were indescribably cold: "You just You are a passerby, what right do you have to criticize my family affairs? Do you love him? Can you raise him? Don't be funny, you look like a child and don't understand anything..."

Harry looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

He admitted that he had just been stabbed in pain by a certain sentence of this woman, but what made him unable to bear it was——

"You ask yourself, do you really love him? I'm sorry, but from what I've seen so far, I can't see where your love is, just by the fact that he has bruises all over his body, You love yourself more, right?" He took a deep breath, "No mother is willing to hurt her child in any way, but what about you? Except letting him be beaten, crying, and even rubbing Muggles on him That kind of trauma medicine that has no effect at all? Miss Prince, is this what a mother should look like?"

Irene's expression was very ugly, and it didn't feel good to be uncovered naked by other people. She lowered her head and her lips trembled slightly. It seemed that she wanted to fight back, but at this moment she was powerless to deal with it.

Harry didn't think he could convince this woman, but he still wanted to say that he knew he was venting, but he couldn't control his emotions at all, anger, resentment, unwillingness... This woman didn't understand what he was doing do what.

"A mother, in order to protect her son, she is even willing to give her life. She is willing to die, because it is her flesh and blood. She may have some small shortcomings, but she will definitely not be like you, just for the nothingness of herself Love, and the love that you fabricated out of thin air in order to maintain the decency of a family, you did this to your son." Harry didn't know Irene at all before, so he tried his best to analyze it rationally. This matter, but it turns out that he doesn't need such reason at all.

"Shut up!" Irene made a sharp voice, the volume seemed to be able to penetrate the room and hurt Harry's eardrums, "Get out... get out."

"Now he is only five years old, and when he is 11 years old, Hogwarts will send an invitation letter, have you planned to draw a line with the wizarding world, and let your son live in such a shadow? A year ago your husband was drinking, beating and scolding you, and a year later he got worse. You can no longer protect your son. If one day you die, what will your husband do to your son? Have you thought about it? He is still so young and has no ability to protect himself. What if your husband accidentally kills him? Have you thought about all of this? "

"Get lost!" Irene broke out in a hoarse voice, "Don't force me..."

The next moment, Harry instinctively sensed the danger, and he barely dodged it. The magic streak just passed over his head, and slammed into the not-so-strong wall.

Harry subconsciously touched the wand on his waist. If he wanted to do it, he was not afraid of her, but in such a small room, it was very possible to accidentally injure her. "It seems that you understand, what I said is the truth."

There was another ray of light, and it was not easy for Harry to dodge because the space was too small. Although he felt a little regretful for causing such a situation, he knew he would say the same thing if the time came again.

This memory is already the last memory in 1964. If he doesn't take this opportunity to say something, even if he can come again next time, he can't change anything.

"Stop." Harry pulled out his wand, just waving it, "Stop your attack, don't accidentally injure your son."

Irene's expression was unprecedentedly angry, but luckily she still listened to Harry's last words.

Harry looked at the woman who seemed to be trying to calm him down, and said calmly, "I don't want to fight with you. It's not because I don't fight women, but because of your son."

At this moment, Harry naturally couldn't notice his expression, he said in a voice that was almost squeezed out of his throat: "He is worthy of everyone's treasure, not like now."

Erin was completely still, and Harry seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"Sorry, I'm the one who got excited today. I just hope that you can treat him well."

Irene stared at the young man in front of her. She never thought that she would hear such words from an outsider asking her to treat her son well. She admitted that she was not good enough for her son, but she was so bad. degree?

At this moment, the atmosphere in the small dark room was quite silent.

"It's over, can you go?" After a long time, Irene asked.Her expression became gloomy and surly again, as if the scene of rage just now was just an illusion.

"He is a very talented wizard," Harry couldn't help but said, "You can't bury his talent for your own self-interest. As far as I know, the Prince family has always had such a good lineage."

"My name is Irene Snape." Irene looked at Harry sullenly, and said word by word: "I have been Snape all my life, and my son is also a Snape."

Harry couldn't help closing his eyes, failed again?

Irene looked at the exhausted young man in front of her, and suddenly made a move, but she didn't target Harry this time, just when Harry noticed, her hand had already reached out to her son——

"It's all empty-"

"Don't—" Before Harry could react, his body rushed over subconsciously. She wanted to bump away from this mad woman, but it was still a step too late.

Irene was hit by him and fell to the ground, but there was a ferocious smile on the corner of her mouth.

Harry stared at the unaware Snape with black eyes, his body trembled slightly, and all his nerves seemed to be numb at this moment.

The unprecedented despair made Harry almost unable to control his body——

There is no counter-curse, no continuation spell, and even the spell stop can't be undone. Even if this memory can be repaired, it will still cause some damage to the brain.

It feels like your unprecedented efforts have been lost overnight, but you can only watch it all be destroyed and there is nothing you can do to stop it.

At this moment, Harry felt that he even wanted to kill someone.

It's just that before he could make the next reaction, he found himself rising slowly, and under Irene's surprised eyes, Harry left this ghostly place.