[HP] Illusion

Memories flew by quickly, Snape wanted to keep those few memories, but when he wanted to pick them up, some of them disappeared into the misty Pensieve almost instantly, and the Potions professor put it down Wand, stuck his head into the Pensieve.

—Did he see a lot?

The memory in front of him made Snape's heart tremble violently. When this memory unexpectedly appeared in front of him, the Potions Professor still felt his heart tear apart after a brief pause. Feelings follow.

It was that night 15 years ago.

He saw himself kneeling on the floor, and Harry in front of him was lying in his arms weakly. The room was filled with thick smoke, as if it was filled with a choking smell, and the smoke and dust flew up, as if he would be able to do so in the next second. The eyes were completely covered, but Snape could still clearly see the two people on the second floor.

—Is it coming again?

No, this wasn't his dream, Snape raised his head abruptly, and slapped himself on the cheek twice, followed by a crisp voice and clear pain, it wasn't a dream, it wasn't his memory.

He hasn't sorted out this memory yet.

Snape suddenly grabbed the broken key in his hand and looked carefully, but he couldn't see much why. He couldn't feel the certain energy spoken by the Ravenclaw ghost, and he could only move towards the irreparable Key stared blankly.

That's not his memory...then this memory belongs to only one person.

This discovery made Snape tremble all over.

How did Harry's memory appear in the Pensieve?

But the problem appeared again. When Snape wanted to poke his head into the Pensieve again, he couldn't find the memory just now. Instead, he had never seen it before, but the place was very familiar. .

Then Snape was suddenly sucked into the Pensieve.

At this moment, he was lying behind a lush bush, the ground was soft grass like a carpet, and there was no one on the ground.

From such an angle, he can only see the towering trees and the lush canopy, what's going on?There is nothing here, why did he end up in this place?

wrong--

Snape heard his own voice when he was young—even though his voice hadn't changed much over the years, he felt his brows slightly wrinkled when there were no years of precipitation and familiar dialogues appeared.

……

"I told Voldemort that prophecy."

"You called him... Voldemort?"

"Voldemort." He heard himself yell affirmatively, even though Harry had been missing for several years, his fear of Voldemort had vanished.

……

"You just said that you told Voldemort that prophecy. Was that intentional?"

"Ah."

"How much did you tell him?"

"All I heard."

……

This is the part where he asked Dumbledore out that day and asked him to help hide the Potter family. If this is Harry's memory, then Harry should

And the point is, there's no one here.

- Invisibility cloak! !

If he was lying down, does that mean that this person was also lying here?Snape quickly scanned the ground carefully, not missing any detail, but it was difficult, Harry was very thin at the time, if he curled up, an Invisibility Cloak would be enough to cover him from head to toe Strictly leaving no gaps.When Snape tried to find the distance around him within a radius of less than a decoding code, he finally saw a strange phenomenon in the bushes - the twigs of the bushes swayed by the wind were constantly looming, not too obvious, You can still find it if you look closely.

This is evidence.

Snape couldn't describe exactly what he was feeling right now, the mixed feeling really made him feel like he was mixing all the seasonings in the kitchen into one pot, he wasn't sure what it was like, but at the end, there was a burst of The bitter taste spread in his mouth overwhelmingly.

That is to say, that day, Harry lay here and heard all the conversations between him and Dumbledore.

This can also explain why Lily informed him that Harry had suddenly appeared at her house that day, and that day, Harry disappeared into his arms.

After the memory ended, Snape found himself floating up slowly, and gently returned to the ground.

There was silence in the office, but Snape seemed to hear the churning of memory, and couldn't recover for a long time.

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Harry found himself in a dark place, he couldn't see anything, this place seemed endless, it made him feel breathless, he gently stretched out his hand After sensing it, I found a cold and gelatinous touch.

This feeling is very familiar... Harry soon discovered that this place should be a Pensieve, and he felt the same way when he fell into someone else's memory.

Not always.

He didn't feel that he was slowing down, and after a while, he couldn't fall into the memory.

At this moment, Harry's brain was drowsy, and he seemed to fall asleep like this, but there was a voice in his heart that kept telling him not to, and the voice became more and more anxious, which made Harry's heart skip a beat, and he finally woke up .

Because it was dark here, Harry, who originally thought this was a memory, was not so sure, he stayed for a while, and the feeling of getting more and more awake made him unable to bear the silence of this moment, as if he had fallen asleep forever The feeling, this feeling, is particularly bad.

Harry encouraged himself not to start falling asleep. He took the first step carefully. When he found that he could keep his feet on the ground, Harry stretched out his hand and explored step by step. He secretly counted how many steps he had taken. But in the end, he was basically confused, but his consciousness became more and more clear, and the voice in his brain kept telling him to come on, and he will arrive soon.

Harry didn't feel tired, and even when he was a little discouraged, as long as he heard that voice, he seemed to be able to continue walking.

Harry stopped counting his steps and tried to talk to the voice in his head, but he got no response.

Harry walked forward step by step. At a certain second, Harry suddenly found that he could not control his hands and feet. Then, a strong suction instantly brought him to an unknown place. The feeling of rapid weightlessness was very familiar. Among his few memories of going through the Pensieve, this feeling is always unforgettable to him.

Harry found himself in a burning, blazing house. He was on the second floor. Harry glanced to the side subconsciously. He found a familiar figure from behind. That woman had long red hair. At this moment Bonded together from the heat, she was standing near a crib with another baby crying with wide-eyed eyes.

Almost instantly, Harry recognized it was him, and the woman was...

Harry often had dreams like this before. He dreamed of a woman standing in front of only a small point without thinking about her own life. He could hear that powerful and desperate scream, but the picture and sound effects were far from as clear as they are now. , This is like someone's complete memory, not the scattered and incomplete memories in his incomplete memory.

Such a cruel picture still made him receive a certain kind of shock for an instant, especially when he realized that this was the night 15 years ago, Harry almost sat on the ground with no strength.

A curse from a different direction from Lily suddenly attacked Voldemort. Voldemort who was fighting subconsciously dodged, and then cast several spells one after another in the direction of the curse attack, but they all fell outside the railing on the second floor. It was all in vain: "Where is who, come out!" Harry heard Voldemort roar angrily.

But there was obviously no one there, maybe...the man had an invisibility cloak like him?

Voldemort was attacking his mother, so his father had been killed some time ago, so who is that person coming in now?

Right in the blink of an eye, Harry found a death curse attacking Lily. At that time, Lily reflexively stood in front of him, but just when Harry thought he was about to see Lily die, the curse struck. In front of her, she was completely fine, as if someone was standing in front of him.

Is it that person?

Whose memory is this?Why did he see such a scene.

The next second, Harry suddenly found himself sitting up abruptly. He was covered in cold sweat, exaggerated like a waterfall, and even half of the bed was wet.It seems that... I bumped into someone.

"Oh——" Ron was covering his head, as if he was enduring some pain, "Merlin, you finally woke up, do you know what time it is? It's eight o'clock, and we have to get up for class. It's been like this for a few days, obviously we all go to bed on time, you even go to bed an hour earlier than me and them, and you really wake up the last." And let him wake him up every day, what the hell is going on? thing?

Harry had a terrible headache and couldn't even make a stop gesture to Ron.

"Ron, please stop," Neville's weak voice came from behind Ron, "Harry looks like he's sick, should we take him to the hospital wing?"

Harry got out of bed silently, walked quickly to the bathroom and began to wash up. After he washed his face, he really woke up.

He has been having strange dreams these days. It is not always true if he says it is a dream. If he is not wrong, it should be a person's memory. It is intermittent. Sometimes after waking up, Harry will forget the dream at that time. Rarely is it so clear that he still feels that he is in the environment in that memory dream... What happened that day, and why did a third person appear.

Harry heard the sound of the door opening, and at the same time, a ghost suddenly appeared from behind Ron, "I said buddy, Neville is gone," his voice was a little soft, as if he was afraid that Neville would return, "Who are you? What's the matter? Your symptoms are getting worse these days, it seems that you have started to have such symptoms since the day the old bat came..."

Even Harry wasn't sure about that, but it seemed to be the case.

"I really doubt," Ron's brain began to radiate seriously, "is it because of something that Snape put in the Occlumency notebook that Snape gave you that made you what you are now. "It looked like he was severely lethargic, and if it wasn't for his spirits to look okay during class, he would be sure that Harry was under some strange curse.

Harry made a rare joke: "If that's the case, he can't deal with Dumbledore."

"It's those who can't see it at first, but let you fall into the curse bit by bit, and it's too late when you find out."

Harry: "..."

"I guess Hermione will help you look up these curses," Ron continued, "Why don't you tell Dumbledore about it, maybe he will know what happened?" Anyway, he decided not to trust the old bat , he couldn't even understand why Dumbledore would entrust such a task to such a person. The old bat not only targeted everyone in Gryffindor, but especially Harry. Harry was almost not tossed by him all these years It's right to die, "By the way, don't you go to his class tomorrow?"

"Don't remind me of this fact," said Harry, wiping his face at last, and leaving with Ron.

Harry locked the door, and Ron looked at him two steps ahead, "Instead of escaping, it's better to tell Dumbledore about it straight up, and get it over with before then, you know buddy, this It’s so evil, you can’t help but believe it, you can write it in your divination class homework in front of bad luck.”

"We don't have Trelawney's class anymore, and I always think you really think too much." Harry said angrily.

"But why do I always feel that you look like I make sense?" Ron said so much cracklingly, his dignified expression relaxed a little, and he looked

Harry choked. He did have a feeling that he was afraid to face Snape, but it should be impossible to say that Snape put a curse on him. He was not persuaded by Ron, but felt that this This thing is so weird.

These memories have been lingering back and forth in his mind these days. At first he thought it was his own memory, but gradually some strange pictures appeared—although he didn’t remember much of them, but these But it seems to be telling him that this is a person's memory.

Sometimes he doesn't realize it at all in his dreams, so every time he seems to start all over again.

"Man, hurry up, you'll have to suffer at Snape's place if you're late." This is the rhythm of a good friend.

"Let me think about it," Harry said softly.

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Harry didn't go to Dumbledore after all, and in fact even he didn't know whether it was because he didn't want to go, or because he went to bed at an earlier time again, so of course it was the next day when he woke up up.

That day, Harry had a dream with a very strange plot. The dream seemed so unreal that he couldn't even be sure what he saw.

It was still the old house of the Potter family, and it was still the night when the Potter family was almost wiped out. In the billowing smoke and dust, everything in front of me seemed to be melted by the fire, through the glasses, and the slightly distorted image after the fire burned It doesn't look real.

His mother had already died on the ground, and there was a body lying on the ground in front of him. This person looked so unbelievable, as if he couldn't understand what happened.

In the crib, the little one continued to cry

But the point is, along with the sound of the baby crying, he heard a more urgent and anxious voice: "Please...for me, live..."

It's not very clear, it's like a mournful cry is pulling his heart, this kind of sound makes him unable to move, even because of the influence of this sound, he feels that his heart is starting to tear, that kind of sudden pain and sorrow It eroded all his facial features, and before he could react, he felt that his tears were constantly gushing out of his eyes, flowing out unstoppably.

He wanted to turn around that person, but the scene in front of him was not as clear as when he saw Lily and the baby before. The severe distortion made him feel dizzy, and he could only vaguely look at the two embracing people on the ground. The figure, at first Harry thought his eyes were blurred by his tears, he wiped his eye sockets vigorously, but it was barely clear.

He saw that the person holding the person was doing something to the person in his arms with his head bowed. He couldn't hear anything, and the scene in front of him was distorted little by little.

But in the end, he finally found out what the man was doing.

Then Harry woke up with a start, woken again by Ron.

Although he couldn't see clearly who the person on the ground was, he clearly felt the person's strong feelings that seemed to swallow him up. That person was kissing another person in his home. mom and dad already

Is there a fourth and fifth person here?Why didn't he have this paragraph in the dreams he had over the years? Of course, it was probably because his memory was not complete at the time, and he couldn't remember everything.

Or, this is not a memory, but a rather strange dream.

Things were going wrong, and maybe Ron was right, he was under a strange curse.

The feeling in the dream is too sad, this kind of feeling lasts all day

this is not right.

After studying the Occlumency notebook that Snape gave him, he found that if he wanted to learn Occlumency, he would most likely have to open his own brain, and put what he had experienced over the years into a world that could be seen or not Memories of people who meet are open to that person to see.

No...the probability should be [-]%——

It was said that Snape was a master of Occlumency, but he was just a beginner. Even if he didn't know his own weight, he knew what the result would be.But that's not the point, the point is...he's afraid to open his brain to someone who seems to hate him, and he also has an inexplicable fear or disgust for this person.

For so many years, he has been a little confused about how he feels about Snape... Well, maybe he doesn't want to find out, like there is an inexplicable connection between him and Snape, as long as he finds a certain point maybe You can find that he can't really understand what it feels like, and he doesn't want to touch it.

Because Snape's disgust for him was very obvious, he always tried to taunt him almost as much as possible, but at certain moments, an inexplicable emotion appeared.

Sometimes Harry would complain about this man with Ron, but the real disgust always dissipated quickly after calming down.Even the day when he told him in front of Slytherin that he had to take potion tutoring and similar humiliation, although he felt angry at the time, but afterwards he felt that it was nothing, anyway, he knew that he was not potion tutoring. No matter what reason he used as a cover.

The day passed faster than expected, just like the sun went down at once, the sky slowly and quickly darkened, and Harry also had to go to Snape's closed brain The time of the art class.

Ron and Hermione were particularly worried about being in a bad state all day, especially after hearing Ron's exaggerated description of Harry's lethargy, Hermione also joined the ranks of thoughts.

Harry briefly talked about the dream he had, because the dream has become a little clearer recently - of course there are still many distorted and unclear parts, but it finally made him remember what he did What kind of dream.

Today, when he told the two of them that he saw someone kissing, Harry deliberately omitted the part where he burst into tears, and when it came to kissing, it was over.

——Obviously such a dream sounds even more incredible.

"You're going to find Snape today, are you really okay? This situation really looks like some kind of curse, but I don't think Snape did it to you." Hermione looked at the problem from another angle, such as Speaking of Snape, she obviously believed that this matter had something to do with Voldemort, "Remember? It's like when you dreamed that Ron's father was attacked by a snake that day." The girl's face was full of explanation and worry.

Harry couldn't say exactly what was different about it.

But it's definitely not the feeling that he was completely controlled that day. He seems to be a bystander, but the feeling is more subtle than that.

At least he doesn't cry when he sees someone kissing someone else.

Ron's thinking was always extremely divergent. When he saw the worried and dignified faces of both of them, he tried to ease the atmosphere: "So are you really not who you are kissing? For example..."

"What are you talking about?" Hermione glared at Ron fiercely, "We are solving problems now, not making fun of it."

Ron flattened his mouth aggrieved, and mouthed the last name towards Harry.

Harry looked at that mouth shape, wondering if it was because the dream he had last night was too emotional, some of his feelings of shyly ejaculating on girls before seemed to be covered up, he would not She blushed, and didn't have the feeling of a deer bumping around.

"I didn't—" Seeing Ron's expression of wanting to know gossip, Harry replied calmly with his lips.

"What?" Ron said exaggeratedly, "You didn't? I saw you and her stay in the Room of Requirement that day, and I thought you..."

"Ron—"

"No, no." Harry didn't bother to explain, anyway, nothing happened between him and Qiu Zhang that day.

And there's-

"It's almost time." Harry stood up. "I should go."

Hermione also stood up, "Ron, come with me to the library, we'll find out what's going on."

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When Harry was about to enter someone's office, there were indeed not many people in the cold cellar corridor, but when he told the Medusa on the portrait that he had made an appointment with Snape at this time, the room was full of snakeheads. But the beauty insisted not to let him in, and told him to wait.

Of course Harry forced his way in, but the biggest problem was...a lot of Slytherins who were watching suddenly appeared not far away, whispering and giggling at him.

Harry always felt that... Snape was doing it on purpose.

It can't be blamed that he doesn't think so, because they made an appointment for this time slot the day before yesterday, Snape can't even remember the time he set, can he?

Just when Harry was hesitating whether to keep knocking on the door, an annoying voice suddenly came out, "Hey, Potter, are you here to tutor your rotten potions? Even Longbottom's grades are not enough. You should feel honored not to be favored by Professor Snape, because you are really No.1."

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry said angrily. He was a little irritable when he was blocked from the door, and now someone was fanning the flames, which finally made him feel like he was going to explode.

"Yo, I'm telling the truth, isn't it?" Malfoy said sarcastically, "You don't even want to face the truth, so Gryffindors are like you, they just like to escape?"

Harry almost wanted to pull out his wand, but he obviously still has some sense, for example, he is now in Slytherin's territory, even at the door of the Potions professor, if he does, wait for his estimate It's not just the current supplementary lessons.

He couldn't even imagine the consequences of that bad luck.

Well, more is worse than less.Harry gritted his teeth in his heart and said to himself.

Harry knocked on the door patiently: "Professor Snape, this is Potter, please open the door, I have an appointment with you at 07:30," he added, "Tutorial potions."

"Aren't you unwilling to admit it just now? Can't you see that Professor Snape asked you to wait outside the door just to make you—"

The door brush is pulled to be opened.

Snape's cold voice came from inside the door: "Shut up, Draco."

Malfoy gaped in surprise.

The next moment, Harry found himself being pulled in, and the door was slammed against the door frame with extreme violence.

The author has something to say: Is there a kind of rush that I finally get up to [Hello]

Thanks to the girls who endured so many typos (┳＿┳)...

Today I feel that I have a cold due to wind-heat, and I have been coughing badly and still have phlegm... I didn't have it yesterday, so why is it swollen~~(╯﹏╰)b.

By the way, you won't understand it again, so I should decipher the crisis?

For example, at the beginning, what the professor entered was Da Ha's memory, not time travel, and Xiao Ha did not time travel...

This chapter is not too complicated

Remember what I said before... The professor will definitely restore his memory... Ahem, I have already thought about this setting.Muhahahaha I am also very much looking forward to the day when my daughter-in-law discovers the black history

Aww, when can I really grow into a handsome tall tree, thank you everyone for the nutrient solution:

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