[HP] Illusion

When Snape returned home, what he heard in his ears was the wonderful rhyme composed by the food - the sizzling steak and chicken wings, the gurgling of the mushroom soup with the rich and creamy aroma Accompaniment, what he smelled was a tempting aroma of food, not only steak and mushroom soup, but also spaghetti with bolognese sauce and roasted potatoes, Snape also saw a colorful salad that was ready, People can't help but increase their appetite - they are all Harry's specialty dishes. Later, due to objective reasons, this man didn't cook very often, even during the recent holidays, he didn't show his skills like this.If there were only him and Harry, everything would be fine, but the fly in the ointment is that a light bulb came into the world of the two.

Snape wasn't very surprised to see Dumbledore sitting on the only couch in his and Harry's house, but the old man dared to complain: "Do you know how tortured it is to sit here?" Sneaking food in the kitchen, I can only watch Harry busy, the fresh vegetables, fruits, melons and meat are like magic in his hands, the aroma of the food stimulates the taste buds and salivary glands, how much does he have? Restraint can continue to sit here "on pins and needles", "I didn't expect Harry's cooking skills to be so good."

"Thanks to you," Snape smirked, and his mouth turned into a sarcasm angle, showing that his master was in an extremely unhappy state, "If you hadn't been placed in the Dursleys' foster care since childhood, Now he might not even know how to live."

"You know why." Dumbledore said calmly, ignoring Snape's eccentricity.

"Of course, of course," the Potions Professor's voice was mellow, "he will stay at the Dursleys' house for at least two weeks. Fortunately, he can use spells now, and we don't need to worry about him being abused again."

"Severus, aren't you very happy that I came to your house as a guest?" Such an obvious chase away actually didn't mean much to him, anyway, he sat here and waited all afternoon, and it was absolutely impossible for him to fail in the end Leaving, Dumbledore pulled his white beard and looked at Snape pretending to be wronged.

Probably a word from the headmaster hit the point, Snape finally calmed down, "Of course not, you are a guest invited by Harry, of course we welcome you." I see, when Harry sent him the news that he had successfully destroyed the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, Snape knew what Harry was thinking, but then he was called by Voldemort to talk alone, so he shut himself off He didn't realize that Harry had actually cooked Dumbledore a big meal.

"Since you..." Dumbledore looked at Snape hesitantly, "Why did you let me go to your Spider's End?" It is said that that is clearly the treatment only Death Eaters have.

"Harry should have told you, this is the house he bought in Cokeworth when I was ten years old, next door is Lily's house." Ni sold the place.

The address of this house is also considered confidential, but it can be found out if you want to check it. The magic that sends letters to students in Hogwarts can identify any place where students are, but presumably Dumbledore has not been able to for so many years. I have this leisure time to check whether the residence he wrote when he entered the job matches the house he lives in.

"It looks really beautiful, even if it is a facility almost 30 years ago, it is not outdated at all." Also because of the good maintenance, all the furniture and walls look like new. He lived in Hogwarts all the time, and seldom went back to his home, but it didn't look like it hadn't been lived in for 15 years.

"As far as I remember, this house is just like this, and Harry hasn't changed the layout much." Snape seemed to recall something, the place really followed the original design style, the only thing that changed It may be that the bath in the bathroom and the big bed in the bedroom on the first floor were changed to the double bed he slept in Hogwarts, and later he copied this bed to his bedroom in Hogwarts.

——Another reincarnation cause and effect.

Dumbledore looked at Snape, who had become a little talkative, as if he had reacquainted with this person. Ever since he saw this person in Potter's old house on the eve of Halloween 15 years ago, this person had been completely cold and even He was lifeless, everyone was afraid of him, but now he had a warm feeling, occasionally looking at the semi-open kitchen with a soft look, this kind of Snape was only given to one person.

——Like the whole world, only that one person.

Everyone has someone like that, Dumbledore was no exception, but that was almost 100 years ago.

It seems that a thousand words can only be turned into one word-once.

In fact, that feeling was far away from him, it was like what happened in his previous life.

What's worse is that although it started off wonderfully, it ended up being a nightmare...

Before Dumbledore could continue to immerse himself in the sudden sentimentality, Harry, who had been busy in the kitchen for half an afternoon, raised his voice and said to the two people sitting in the living room: "Dinner is ready, hurry up and wash your hands , ready to eat."

Dumbledore, who was sitting opposite Snape and Harry, swallowed his saliva while looking at the sumptuous dinner table, Harry, who was sitting opposite, said with a smile: "Albus, I'm not as good at cooking as a house elf. Superb, but still looks edible."

"This is already pretty good," Harry said without arranging the plate, but the quality of the food itself has already made people's index fingers move. "I have been hungry all afternoon, and now we should start sharing this wonderful moment."

"This is not an auditorium, Albus." Snape said angrily, "You don't need to prepare your nonsensical speech, thank you."

In front of the three people was a staple food - steak and baked potatoes, and the rest of the dishes were spread on the table one by one. Each dish looked quite delicious, and the three people on the table were actually quite familiar with it. Yes, no one was polite, and Harry prepared enough weight, even a bit more than the weight of the three big men, but in the end, all of them were "disc".

Harry happily commanded the almost-empty plates on the table to float to the kitchen, and quickly tidied up the table. "Thank you for your support, the owner of the shop is happy today, and I will give you free orders."

"Pfft—" Dumbledore's beard was blown up by him.

"The point is, we still have dessert, creme brulee. I don't know if you have any stomachs to stuff it in." Harry stood up and walked to the front of the refrigerator, "It should be good, and it looks normal." At least It's much more normal than the pile of cockroaches that Dumbledore usually eats. Is this the dessert that people eat?

For an old man who has no resistance to sweets, creme brulee or something, he can eat it even if he has a dozen more, because he has a new understanding of Harry's cooking skills and a very high evaluation just now, so Mr. Principal He was also full of anticipation for the pudding, completely ignoring the complaints in Harry's words.

"Severus, do you usually have such good food?" Dumbledore sighed.

Inexplicably, Snape's face turned darker.

"Sev's food is also delicious," Harry walked in front of them with the frozen creme brulee. The creamy yellow pudding was covered with a layer of brown crystal clear thin caramel, which looked as crisp as it was crunchy. The foreseeable deliciousness made Dumbledore a little bit out of his mind.

"Severus will do it too?"

"Of course he will," said Harry with a smile. "He used to take care of me when I was not well."

"So, is this meal a celebration you prepared in advance, or did you invite me to your house?" Dumbledore couldn't wait to dig a mouthful of pudding. The moment the metal spoon cut the pudding and caramel, the pudding was sweet. The aroma blended with the crisp crackling sound of caramel, and Dumbledore thought more about it than enjoying it. He wondered if he could have another serving.

"Of course I invite you to be a guest. In fact, there are not many people who have visited our house." Harry said the fact that the only people who have been to their house are Lily and the Evans family, and other people related to the wizarding world. There is no one in the family, so theoretically speaking, Dumbledore can be said to know the No.1 house in this house from the wizarding world-the Evans family are all family members, well.

"...Well." "Your family", "our family", sure enough he was right, Harry was really... not reserved at all.

Obviously when he was young, he was always hiding it, but now the society is too open, what's the point of showing affection, don't these two really think it's a bit too much?No, no, is it too much? !

"Thank you for accepting us." Harry said softly.

Wait, when did he say he accepted them?Dumbledore looked at the two with a strange expression on his face.

But he really didn't object.

In fact, Harry's next sentence was the fatal blow: "But you are actually not surprised."

Dumbledore froze for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth, "You really know?" Since Harry knew, then Snape, who was able to share the information in his brain with Harry, should also know.

"We know." Harry said softly, "Actually, it's not just me. In the last life, after you died, Rita wrote an article. You know she often wrote some exaggerated words, and even distorted the facts, but after digging out the details, What she wrote is factual." Before becoming a professor at Hogwarts, he once looked for Rita, but this woman gave her a lot of information he found.It was at that time that he discovered that the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald was not pure friendship, but something more than friendship.

"Grindelwald is now in Nurmengard. You locked him in yourself." Harry roughly recalled the contents of the history of magic. About Dumbledore's defeat of Grindelwald, almost all history books regard it as A big event.

"What do you want to say?"

"I just want to say that, actually, I don't know the truth about that year, but there is one thing you should probably know. That year Voldemort learned about the Elder Wand, and he tried everything possible to get him. Grindelwald of the wand, but he didn't tell you you had the Elder Wand until he died."

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