[HP] Illusion

In fact, at this moment, Lily's mood was extremely complicated.

She had come here expecting an answer, and Harry had given it, but she hadn't expected this answer.

Then she agreed, because she had to admit that what Harry said was right. This person knew little Snape better than she did. If Harry really left again one day, he might already know a lot of things. Little Snape would really do something irrevocable.

——Things are showing a little sign now.

But did Harry think about how she would tell the boy what he said to her?

Lily left with a heavy heart, Harry was right, she couldn't tell little Snape a word of what he said, they didn't have the ability to help him, if what Harry was going to do was really that dangerous.

When seeing Snape at the old place, Lily blurted out: "He didn't say anything."

"Obviously," said Little Snape, although he looked slightly disappointed, but he was not surprised that Lily would get this result, "he won't tell anyone."

Lily lowered her eyes and said softly, "Then what should we do now? Regulus' thread is broken, and Harry didn't say anything. Do you think we can continue?"

Little Snape raised his head abruptly, and said firmly, "I believe he will show his feet."

"Then..." Lily originally wanted to say that we should focus on our studies, but the words turned around and were swallowed again, because she knew that if she said that, it would arouse little Snape's suspicion. So she simply said nothing.

"Now, let's concentrate on our studies." Little Snape said suddenly, "The exam is less than a month away, isn't it?"

Lily: "..."

Then, she nodded involuntarily.

Obviously, this sentence should be said by her, but when little Snape said this, she had to suspect that little Snape had the same purpose as her.

"So this month, we still study hard? Don't worry about anything else."

Little Snape looked at Lily and nodded with certainty.

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With the arrival of May, not only the temperature has risen, but also everyone’s enthusiasm for learning and reviewing. The fiery learning atmosphere can only be highlighted in this month, especially the fifth graders who have never taken such a large-scale exam.This month is actually the hardest month for students and professors.

Harry still remembers when he was in the fifth grade, how he was driven to collapse by Hermione's arrangements for him and Ron every day, but after so many years of experience in teaching children, Harry has his unique teaching skills, especially In the last month before the children's exams.

After another class ended, Harry packed up his things and prepared to go back to the office.

Harry’s evening arrangements are still the same. Recently, many people have come to him to answer questions. He is also collecting some questions, from which he can discover many knowledge points that students may not understand. There was really no time to explain it to everyone, so he made these topics into handouts and distributed them to the students, which also increased his workload invisibly.

Despite this, he still has three meals a day on time under the supervision of little Snape, and occasionally drinks afternoon tea to replenish energy, and the potion that little Snape gave him recently also made him He felt that his body was obviously much better, and he even felt that he was a little fatter, but every time he asked little Snape what kind of potion it was, he still refused to say.

It is now May, and half of the hourglass hanging around his neck has not returned. It seems that he still has a lot of time to stay in this world.The summer vacation is coming, and Harry hasn't finalized his plans for the summer vacation. Maybe he should stay with Snape and Lily during this time, and he will continue with his plan after their school starts.

Just when he packed up all the teaching tools and was about to leave, a familiar figure suddenly walked in front of him from the slightly yellowed wall.

Harry took a step back slowly, looked at the silent stranger in front of him, and asked after a while, "Helena?"

"Hello, Professor Prince." Helena bowed to him gracefully.

"Well, what happened?" Harry looked at the door and the empty wall. He wasn't worried about someone running in wearing an invisibility cloak, but there might be someone eavesdropping outside the door.

Harry casually placed a Silencing Charm in the classroom, just in case.

"Is there something wrong with me? Or the gadgets I use?" Seeing that Helena hadn't spoken yet, but just stared at him silently, Harry could only continue to ask.

"Both, you look better than you did a while ago?" Helena asked, frowning.

"I've been recuperating recently, and my body is indeed better, but what do you mean when you said that I and my gadgets have some problems?" Harry was a little nervous, if there were any changes in things—for example, because he seemed to be He can't stay here with a tool that has a small problem, which will affect his plan.

"I don't know..." Helena murmured, she looked at Harry in amazement, to be precise, at the place where the pendant was hanging on his neck, "Can you take that thing?" come out?"

"Of course," Helena would not have come to him if there were no problems, "please tell me exactly what happened."

Helena moved closer, she slowly closed her eyes, her mouth trembling slightly, Harry couldn't understand what she was doing, so he had to stand quietly aside, waiting for the ghost to give him the final result.

It took Helena a long time to open her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "You have been in good health recently, but is there something wrong?"

"what?"

"For example, there are some problems with memory." Helena asked uncertainly.

Harry was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly, and said honestly: "Before I came back, I took some memories and put them in the Pensieve, but I couldn't put them back when I came back, so I Memory is a bit muddled now, so, is there something wrong with that? Does it have something to do with it?" Harry asked, shaking the hourglass around his neck.

"I've been feeling its power flowing recently, and I'm not sure what it will do," Helena said worriedly, "I mean, you'd better go back. It's not good for you to stay here."

"Helena, remember what I told you last time? I don't know how to go back. I can only go back when the time is up."

"So you will come again next time?"

Harry nodded, "I still have a lot of things to do here, so can you tell me the possible consequences of the forces you feel?"

Helena was floating around the classroom a little anxiously, which made Harry a little dizzy, Harry took a step back, "Helena, I really need you to tell me the result, otherwise I won't take such a big risk To come here at risk, I think you know how crazy it is."

Helena continued to do some movements that Harry couldn't understand, so Harry had to compromise and guide: "Then can you tell me, will these forces make me go back early, or will it cause some problems with my body? .”

Helena herself was not sure: "Probably not, all I know is that it needs some energy."

"Energy?" Harry had heard that said for the first time.

"It's a metaphor," Helena whispered. "It needs something to keep it going, especially if it's injured."

Harry suddenly understood a little bit: "My previous body has been weak because it is absorbing energy from my body?"

Helena nodded and shook her head: "I can't say that completely, but part of the reason is that this thing is more complicated than we imagined, and what it needs is not unique, so I can't fully figure it out. understand what's going on."

Well, at least Harry understood a little bit now, "So I should take good care of it. If I can provide the energy it needs, will it be able to maintain its operation and let me stay here well?"

Helena didn't answer Harry's question directly, but just asked, "What have you been using to take care of your body recently?"

"A potion," said Harry vaguely. "It does seem to work. At least I seem to be doing better."

"I don't know if this will affect your memory..." Helena said, "This is why I want you to go back quickly."

Harry thought for a while: "I have to admit that my memory seems to have some minor problems, but it's not too serious, because the most important thing, I can still remember it completely, so that I can complete what I want things to do."

Helena had a sad face, which was completely different from the ghost in Harry's memory. She should be elegant and haughty. Of course, she would occasionally show her playful side, but it was definitely not what she is now.

She even seemed to blame herself: "I know it was a mistake for me to give you something, it has been like this from the beginning, and no one can afford this kind of mistake."

"Of course not," said Harry louder. "In fact, I was very anxious that you gave this to me, which allowed me to accomplish some things that I regret, which I should have done to you. said."

"But..." Helena turned around so Harry couldn't see her expression clearly.

"Even if my memory fades away," Harry whispered, "it's my own choice, and you don't have to blame yourself."

"Memories won't disappear," Helena said. "It's different from other bodily functions or magical powers, but now, I'm not sure what kind of situation it will put you in."

"I knew what I was going to get into since I came in, and I don't think there's anything worse than that," Harry whispered. "Thank you for reminding me, I know what to do."

The author has something to say: What did you say about your last words yesterday? Hahahahaha, it was so fun. How can it be called a last word? I just asked Mama to help me look after my son-in-law.

Thank you Zuo Dao for mine