[HP] Illusion

Hogwarts, Owl Shed.

In the evening, the sky darkened very early in late October. Not long ago, the sky was dissatisfied with the gorgeous sunset, only a slight dark red, a gradient of reddish purple and navy blue, faint wisps of reddish clouds and smoke and quietly The dots of stars that come and go interweave a quiet and magnificent picture.

Although the first snow of this year has not yet come, but in this late autumn and early winter, the weather is already quite cold. When you open your mouth to exhale, there will even be a slight white smoke, and the cold air can penetrate through the mouth in an instant. Throat, dry and cool feeling will not make people too comfortable.

At this time, the owl shed is almost deserted.

Today is a bit of an exception, because two people came one after the other. In fact, the two didn't make an appointment, but came here together by such a coincidence.

"Severus?" Lily breathed out unconsciously when she saw the familiar figure from behind, the boy turned around almost reflexively, but he didn't look so panicked like the previous time.

Obviously, there is only one reason why the boy came to this place, "I also plan to send a letter to my parents, but I can choose a public owl." Lily shook the letter in her hand and said empathetically, " In fact, there is also a letter for Harry in it, I originally planned to let my mother forward it, but now we can send it together."

"He didn't reply to my letter." Little Snape looked at Lily and said suddenly, there wasn't much ups and downs in his voice, but Lily could hear the depression in it.

"Have you not replied recently?" Lily frowned slightly, "Since when?" She also wrote several letters to Harry before. Although the young man didn't reply quickly, he would reply to her almost every one of them. She hasn't sent a letter to the young man for nearly half a month. Could it be that it started from this half month?

"He does this occasionally," Little Snape added after thinking for a while, "when there are too many things to reply." Fortunately, none of the potions he sent were returned, which also shows that Harry should be received.

Inexplicably, Lily felt that something was wrong with the boy today. Usually he would never say such things to her, but today he said such weak words, which made her feel bad. Could it be that he thought something was wrong with Harry.

"Are you worried about him?" Lily walked a little closer to the boy, "What is he doing?"

Little Snape stood where he was and didn't move. He and Lily were the only ones in the owl shed at the moment, and there was no one else. This was why he was more at ease.

"I don't know." He said honestly.

Lily sighed softly, "You said before that when he didn't want us to know, he wouldn't say it, and didn't he tell you his future plans?" Actually, Harry told her a little bit before , but because Harry and her rarely said such things in the letter, she is not quite sure what the young man is doing now.

"He said he would do potion-related work," Little Snape slowly touched the ginger owl standing on his shoulder, "Now he's not here, I want to find out what he wants to do Anything can only be harder."

"Harry will take care of himself," Lily could only comfort Snape at this moment, "Don't think too much, things will get better."

"Didn't you just say you were going to send the letter together?" Little Snape stretched out his hand to Lily, and said softly, "Sorry, I have to borrow your owl again."

"As I said before, you can use whatever you want, and I don't care." Lily took out the small envelope from the big envelope and handed it to Snape. "Are you really not considering buying an owl?"

"Hmm." Hearing Lily's question, little Snape paused for a moment with his hand, which was binding the two letters to the owl's claws, before replying in a low voice.

"From now on, I will still use mine," Lily said boldly, "as long as no one else sees it." Little Snape has always been very worried about this problem, but little Snape has always done a good job at this point, and little Huang is also very concerned. Clever, never handing a letter to a boy in the presence of others.

"Actually..." When Lily also sent the letter, she heard little Snape say, "I regretted not having an owl for a while."

"what?"

The boy is sitting on a step at the moment, looking out of the window from this angle, he can only see the sky that has completely turned dark blue, "At first I didn't want it because I didn't have money, but later it was because..." His voice was very low, At this point, he stopped suddenly, as if he didn't continue the story.

"But Harry said he wanted to send you off." Lily said puzzledly, "It doesn't look like you don't want it."

"At that time, I really didn't want it very much." There were many reasons for not raising him. Harry told him that story, and he didn't like parting even more, but he didn't want to share this with Lily. "Harry disappeared for a few years. No, I haven’t sent him a letter since the second half of the second grade.”

Lily didn't speak, just quietly listening to Snape's rare self-analysis.

At that time, the relationship between the two colleges was not as completely opposed as it is now, and she and Snape were not like now, completely indifferent to each other in front of people-but there was not much interaction.During the first year of Harry's sudden disappearance, Lily almost thought that little Snape would go crazy, but luckily he didn't.In the next few years, he became more and more silent, and he didn't want to talk about Harry at all. In those few years, little Snape seemed more and more withdrawn, and his background was obviously not in Slytherin. How well you fit in with other people.At that time, Lily tried every means to get close to little Snape, fearing what would happen to little Snape.

She was fine, but at that time, she couldn't imagine how Harry, who was the only one who depended on him, got here.

Even thinking about it now, Lily still feels that those years were very difficult.

Then Harry came back, and the boy seemed to be gaining some popularity again.But even when Harry was back, the boy didn't look too well.

—Because Harry himself was not very well.

Including the young man's seemingly frail body, what he did, he sneaked into Hogwarts with an unknown purpose.

Later, Lily thought about everything Harry had done at Hogwarts, and the memories actually made her feel bad.

Harry didn't say anything, but the boy who obviously had a special possessive desire for Harry kept chasing Harry, and Harry, who probably knew something, told her that she must let her watch the boy.

Although Lily doesn't know much about the relationship between these two people, it is obvious that such a relationship of mutual concealment and dishonesty is quite unhealthy. If this continues, Lily can't predict what will happen to the two of them——

Originally, the relationship between two people is based on honesty. When one party is dishonest, some kind of pathology has already appeared, and when both parties start to hide from each other, if things go on like this, they will only personally dispose of the relationship between the two. Emotional killing.

Even so, Lily herself knew that she was not a bystander.

Snape asked her to investigate Harry together since he was a child, or when Harry asked her to help cover it up.

In fact, her role is absolutely thankless, but what can she do?

"And then Harry came back, and for a while I've been using your owl on the sly..."

"It seems that once," Lily suddenly remembered, "I also met you here. That time I didn't find my owl at the beginning, and you said to help me find it..."

"That was one time." Little Snape still took the initiative to admit, "I'm sorry I lied to you."

"Actually, it doesn't matter," Lily recalled that experience dumbfounded. It turned out that she blamed Xiao Huang by mistake. "And then?"

"That's when I wanted to raise one..." Little Snape kept looking at the sky, as if he was expecting something.

It's just that Harry, who has left Hogwarts, would not reply so quickly even if he didn't deliberately delay the time.

"You can do it now," Lily encouraged, "Oh, by the way, you said you didn't want it just now." She also said that Xiao Huang could lend it to the boy at any time.

"What's the matter with you today?" Little Snape hadn't talked to her like this for a long time, and of course it wasn't enough to talk about it, but the boy looked really confused.

"I don't know either." Little Snape stood up, startling the unsuspecting Lily, "I should go back, thank you for listening to me."

Little Snape turned and left, but suddenly heard Lily exclaim, "Severus, look..."

Little Snape turned around suspiciously, only to find a huge brown owl that he had never seen before flying towards him, and it looked very anxious.The boy took a few steps back subconsciously, and slowed down while the owl was still there, so the only thing Snape felt was a heavy body pressing on his shoulders.

"What's going on?" Lily stared at the dramatic scene dumbfounded.

It wasn't until the owl impatiently pecked at his hair several times that little Snape came back to his senses. He quickly untied a paper roll tied to the owl's foot. Before he could open it, the owl He just went to the sink in the owl shed to drink water on his own, and then flew out of the window in a flash, quite individual.

"Did Harry send it to you?" Lily walked up to little Snape, urging him to open it.

But it wasn't her owl, didn't Harry send it to the boy?

Just when Lily was puzzled, little Snape opened the scroll, and there was only one sentence on it, "Be alert, Hogsmeade, Halloween", which, strictly speaking, was not a sentence at all. There is only half a sentence plus a location and time, and there is not even time to mark the punctuation marks.

This was the only letter from Harry that little Snape had received in half a month. He could tell it was Harry's handwriting at a glance, but he didn't know why Harry would send him this.

Lily leaned forward to take a look, "What is this? Halloween, Hogsmeade? Wait, isn't it tomorrow?" The red-haired girl said in a voice, "Tomorrow is Hogsmeade weekend, isn't it Harry? Know what?"

Little Snape read the note over and over many times, and checked it with a spell, but it was obvious that there were only these words on it. Lily looked at it for a long time and said, "What should we do now, Harry can't I sent you this for no reason, something might happen tomorrow in this lifetime, but..."

"He gave too little information. Even if we tell the professors, they won't cancel tomorrow's Hogsmeade weekend just based on this parchment." This time Harry gave too little consideration. Is it the rhythm that makes him unable to do anything at all?

So what exactly is this guy trying to do?Just want to tell him not to go tomorrow?

"Or tell Dumbledore directly, maybe he will have something in mind?" Lily said with a frown.

"Have you heard," said little Snape solemnly, "Dumbledore should have left Hogwarts by now."

"No way." Lily opened her eyes wide, "Then what should we do now?"

Little Snape thought for a while and said, "I'll go back first, I'll see if there's any news from Slytherin, and keep in touch."

Just as little Snape walked out of the owl shed, he turned back, "Even if we can't do anything, don't go to Hogsmeade tomorrow, just in case."

"But if something happens, I can't let my friend take risks there."

Little Snape curled his lips and didn't speak. In the end, he just shook his hand towards Lily, and then strode away, leaving Lily standing alone, at a loss.

Lily thought about it, took out the quill and parchment from her schoolbag, and tried to send another letter to Harry, asking what would happen.

But even she didn't expect Harry to answer her letter.

Now how to do?

Lily didn't stay in the owl shed anymore, she ran towards Gryffindor quickly, and now she needs to find someone to discuss this issue.

When Snape returned to Slytherin, it happened to be the time when the common room was at its busiest. His appearance did not attract anyone's attention, and most of the Slytherins continued to do their own things.

Little Snape looked for his roommates, and they happened to be sitting not far from a few students from pure-blood families who were talking, doing their homework. Little Snape took out his homework and walked over to sit down, pretending to Do your homework and see if you can hear what they are saying.

"Severus, you're here." Iverson said enthusiastically. In fact, his enthusiasm was more about the homework in Snape's hand. The sixth grade homework always made him burnt out. Little Snape was a trifle. "Have you finished your homework?"

"No." Little Snape took out a roll of blank parchment, and asked with his mouth almost without making any sound, "Aren't you too noisy sitting here?"

Iverson sat closer to Snape, blinked at him, and said in a low voice: "Of course not. If we want to know the latest news, of course we can only sit here." He looked at little Snape with a "you get it" expression on his face, but his face didn't look very relaxed.

Little Snape's heart beat faster, and he pretended to ask casually, "What did you hear?"

"I haven't listened to you for long, and you're here." Iverson couldn't help but glance at the textbook where Snape had scribbled and written a lot, until Snape couldn't help pushing his textbook to the In front of Iverson.

"Severus, you are such a good man." Iverson said gratefully.

Little Snape: "..."

"They are too quiet," Iverson began to adjust his voice to the minimum volume again, "It is difficult for us to hear what they are saying, but I guess something is likely to happen these days, just a few days before Halloween. sky."

Little Snape was shocked, and immediately shook his head at Iverson, telling him to stop talking.

Iverson understood, and immediately buried himself in little Snape's textbook, pretending he didn't know anything.

Little Snape was worried that he would be discovered too, and after looking at the title of the paper, he really began to write on the parchment.

The boy was good at double-tapping, but Iverson was right. These people were so quiet that he could hardly hear what they were saying, except for a few words now and then.

These people dispersed after talking for a while. Snape and Iverson insisted on finishing their homework and returned to the bedroom. Iverson said with a serious face: "It sounds like what will happen in Hogsmeade tomorrow." .”

"I agree." Little Snape said simply.

"If that's the case, we'll stay at Hogwarts tomorrow, and Hogsmeade has nothing to do anyway." Iverson sat down on his bed and said worriedly, "And this matter, absolutely Don't let people outside this dormitory know." In Slytherin, being smart will hurt yourself, and observing carefully and keeping silent is the best rule of survival.

Little Snape lay on his bed silently, and did not respond to Iverson again.

Dumbledore is not here, if the Death Eaters are really planning something tomorrow, how will things develop?And Harry seemed to know something, so tomorrow...

—Maybe he will go too?

Little Snape sat up suddenly, startled Iverson who was muttering to himself, "What are you doing? Don't be scary, wait, you don't want to inform me, do you?" Jumped off the bed and walked in front of little Snape, "Don't go, you'll be in bad luck if you're caught."

Little Snape stood up and walked slowly towards his wardrobe, "I'm just going to take a shower."

"Okay." Iverson blushed a bit, and he still told him worriedly: "But you must not say anything to others, and now it's just our personal guess, and it might not happen tomorrow, right? "

"Yeah." Little Snape said without looking back.

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And on the other side.

Lily, who returned to Gryffindor, found Mary and persuaded her not to go to Hogsmeade tomorrow.

Although still bewildered, Mary finally agreed not to go.

"What are you talking about?" James didn't know when he stood beside the two girls, and directly shocked the serious-looking two girls.

"Merlin, I won't stay," Mary said, clutching her heart, "Say it yourself, I have to explain to Henry."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Mary left, and James immediately sat down and took her place.

"It's just that I got an unconfirmed news." Lily didn't intend to hide James. In fact, she really wanted to make the news public, but without any evidence, it would be risky to rely on one side of the story. Huge risk, "Don't ask me where this news came from, I don't know if it's reliable or not, but we still don't go to Hogsmeade tomorrow."

"You have the final say," James said without hesitation, and then looked at Lily puzzled, "So what will happen to Hogsmeade?"

"I don't know," Lily said. "All I know is what might happen in Hogsmeade tomorrow, and I don't even know the exact time."

"Dumbledore isn't here. He left after dinner. You weren't there," James immediately thought of the idea. "Tomorrow is the Hogsmeade weekend. If something really happens, Dumbledore may not be able to come back in time."

"We have no evidence," Lily was already burning with anxiety, "Professor McGonagall won't believe us."

"I'll discuss it with Sirius and the others." James didn't ask how Lily got the news. "Don't tell anyone."

Lily nodded, "If you have discussed it, please let me know."

"Don't worry," James gestured.

After James left, he returned directly to his dormitory. Sirius asked without raising his head, "Why are you back now? Have you already asked?"

"Lily said, what might happen in Hogsmeade tomorrow." James walked towards Sirius. "After she came back from the owl shed, she first looked for Mary, and then she said this to me."

"So she got the news from the snotlite?" Sirius carefully looked at the wrinkled sheepskin map in front of him, "now the snotlite is in his dormitory."

James leaned over and carefully looked at the series of footprints and names, "Are you sure this map is correct?"

"Isn't this also your effort? And didn't we verify this just now? Lily and the snotlite gathered in the owl shed, and she got the news when she came back. Obviously, the snotlite told him, otherwise how could she Get this news." Sirius poked little Snape's name fiercely, "Where did the news about the snot come from?"

"The point is that Dumbledore left the school," James reminded, "if something were to happen..."

"What do you want to say?" Sirius continued to look at the map in front of him, "Our map is only within the scope of Hogwarts, if we can also draw the scope of Hogsmeade, there is no need for too detailed locations, We can see what's going to happen to Hogsmeade, too, and no one can fool our Marauder's Map."

"It may be too late."

The author has something to say: Gu~~(╯﹏╰)b

Today, I talked to Jiyou about the things that I can’t v. Jiyou said a word. Fortunately, I have written enough. I have written at least three books on true love. Think about it, this is my fourth book. Ha, under the current situation, the only way to complete it is to continue to work hard, and it can be considered complete. I feel so sad for no reason.