[HP] Illusion

That night, Harry didn't directly occupy the master bedroom, but slept in the guest room on the first floor.This room is not too small, and the layout is not as detailed as the master bedroom, but it makes people feel very comfortable.He changed the double bed in the room into a large bed of the same style as in his Hogwarts bedroom, and there was no incongruity.

The biggest advantage of magic is that as long as you master the essentials, you can make yourself feel more comfortable no matter when and where.Just like the new bedding that Harry bought in the afternoon, he cleaned it up with magic. At this time, there was a fresh smell that he liked on the bed, and it also had a unique fragrance after being exposed to the sun, which made people feel very relaxed.

Harry was lying on the bed, counting the time with his fingers. This was the first night he stayed here. He arrived here around one past two o'clock in the afternoon, and now it is eight o'clock in the evening, which is six hours about.He stayed for a little over two days last time, so this time he will stay for about two days, or more?

In fact, based on so many times, it seems that the time spent here has little to do with the length of memory. It is true that it is slowly increasing... But Snape did not leave much memory, and it is also used once less. , the data that can be provided is actually not much. If you think about it this way, maybe Snape won't be able to find out the pattern until the day when Snape's memory runs out.

Harry scratched his increasingly disheveled hair irritably. He was never the brains of the three-person team. Sometimes hard work can make up for one's weakness, but talent and intelligence are also very important——in terms of finding logic and laws In fact, he is far inferior to Hermione, and doing things by feeling is the original style of most Gryffindors.

Harry wrapped himself in the quilt and rolled around on the double bed, could he really only rely on Snape's memory to travel through?

etc.It doesn't seem to be the case.

It was indeed such an accident, the last time he extracted the dream from his mind, and then he passed through successfully.

But he couldn't tell the story, it sounds even weirder than using memory time travel - in fact, people would think he was crazy just relying on memory time travel, not to mention using the realistic scene that appeared in the dream Can also go through?

Or could any memory associated with Snape do this?Not necessarily from Snape himself?

If you follow this line of thinking... His mother is naturally the best candidate. Lily first appeared in Snape's life when he was nine or ten years old, and she was also the one who shared the most memories with Snape's childhood and youth.But she was dead, even the foursome that Snape least liked in his teenage years were dead, and Dumbledore, who had the most contact with Snape as an adult, was also dead.Who else?Professor McGonagall can be counted as one. Malfoy's father seems to be older than Snape. Both of them should have memories of Snape's school days, but he can't find Professor McGonagall or Malfoy's father. , or... A golden light suddenly flashed in Harry's head, maybe he can try someone in the future, after all, he has experience in getting memories from others and has succeeded.

— There is one more person.

Aunt Petunia.

Petunia and Lily grew up together. In the memory Snape gave him, Petunia has a strong sense of presence. Even if she doesn't appear, she will appear in the conversation between the two.He still remembered that before he entered Hogwarts, when Hagrid came to pick him up from the seaside cottage to go shopping in Diagon Alley, Petunia used to scream that her mother was a monster, and later he rescued her from a dementor. When giving power, Petunia once blurted out something about the dementor. At that time, she said "many years ago... that terrible boy... told her." Now that I think about it, that terrible boy except Snape , who else?

The long-lost details suddenly jumped into his mind, hot and vivid, but at that time he never thought that the "terrible boy" that Petunia said was Snape, he thought that Petunia was talking about his father.

Harry took off his glasses, and his vision was blurry now.At this time, it seems better not to see clearly.

——Petunia just has a sister who can do magic, but she is still a Muggle at heart. It seems that from any aspect, it is not right for him to want to get those memories.The biggest problem is that the memory cannot be copied. Although Petunia hates Snape, it is also her and Lily's memory.

……

That night Harry fell asleep thinking about it, he didn't think much about the substantive things, and he was always in doubt.

It wasn't too late when Harry woke up in the morning, but he didn't wake up until he heard the doorbell.When he wiped his face indiscriminately and opened the door with the head of a chicken coop, he found Lily standing at his door with a medium-sized picnic basket covered with a beautiful napkin.

"Good morning, Mr. Potter." The moment Harry opened the door, the corners of Lily's mouth curled up, her raised smile shone as brightly as the bright sun hanging high outside the room, her expression was graceful and unrestrained, She moved the basket forward. "Excuse me, do I have the honor to share breakfast with you? Presumably you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Lily kept watching Harry. Her observation skills were also top-notch, so she could see that Harry had only woken up recently.

"Sorry for letting you see me like this." Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, blushing a little, and he turned sideways to let Lily enter the room, "But as a gentleman, it seems that I shouldn't let a little lady Make such an invitation." He held out his hand in an inviting gesture.

Lily shook his hand happily. Harry didn't know how Lily felt, but that warm little hand made him feel a warm current slipping through his heart, and something really surged inside his body.

He had to restrain himself, otherwise it would be too strange.

Harry took the basket from Lily's hand and brought her into the living room, "Can you sit here for a while, and we can eat in the front yard later?" In addition to flowers and plants, the former owner also arranged open-air seats, which are just the best place to have breakfast or drink afternoon tea, allowing people to enjoy the outdoor sunshine and air. "But I have to say sorry again, maybe you need to wait for me for a while."

Harry flashed up to the second floor quickly, cleaned himself up in an instant, and seemed to be in good spirits.

When he went downstairs, Lily was looking around, seeing the embarrassment that he didn't get caught when he came down, and looked at Harry with interest: "Mr. Potter, there seems to be something different here from yesterday, it's so clean. "

As Lily grasped the point immediately, Harry skimmed over the topic noncommittally, and then he walked to the front yard with the red-haired girl, ready to have this breakfast.

For Harry, this is very hard-won.

In fact, it was the first time he had breakfast with his mother since he could remember.

It was a scene he had never imagined before.

With blue sky, white clouds, green grass and gentle breeze, the outdoor weather is very good. It is the best decision to have breakfast outdoors.

The two worked together to put the things in the basket in order, and they seemed to be in perfect harmony.When he sat down, looking at the beautifully arranged breakfast, Harry whetted his appetite. Harry gulped down a mouthful of saliva and made a gesture of invitation. When Lily carefully picked up a piece of bread, Harry also couldn't wait to start.

Harry put the bright red, fragrant and fresh strawberry jam and slightly smooth and fragrant butter into the raisin bun. He carefully wiped the jam and butter on the knife before putting it down. The small round buns are still a little warm, with the taste of butter and jam, it is simply delicious.Lily also brought a teapot and black tea, and Harry only had to provide hot water, so he could enjoy the double taste experience with rich fragrance.

Harry was very excited, he wanted to look more polite, and he wanted to be more thorough in all etiquette, but his performance became more restrained and even a little stiff because of this.

Lily was relatively quiet during breakfast, and Harry was already nervous. After praising the deliciousness of the bread, he finally found another topic: "By the way, Lily, I don't know when the Evans couple will be free. I want to find time to visit." It should be right?

—somebody says nothing about the fact that he might be leaving soon.

The time of stolen happiness was so short, it might be better to enjoy this moment, it was rare for Lily to be so close to him, Harry always felt that maybe this was the nature of mutual bondage between mother and child.Even if it is impossible for Lily now to know that she will give birth to a boy named Harry in the future, the blood of the red-haired girl is indeed flowing in his body, and he will never be able to part with it.

Although the current age of the two seems to be more like brother and sister or father and daughter...

He wanted to stay with her well, even if it was just for a few days.

Lily seemed a little flattered that Harry wanted to visit her home. It was Sunday, and the Evans and his wife were at home. Of course they knew about Lily bringing breakfast, but because Petunia was having a fight for some reason, Lily was the only one People are coming.

Now that the Evans and his wife were there, in order to thank them for their kindness, Harry felt that he had to come to the door as soon as possible. In fact, besides the Evans and his wife, they were also his grandparents, but when he was sensible, they had already died.

It's not polite to just visit someone's house empty-handed, and Lily will come in handy at this time.

Lily was very impressed by Harry's getting lost yesterday. At this time, she volunteered to lead Harry. The place here is not big, but the roads are all winding and winding. Most of them are pebble paths that Harry walked before. I didn't pay attention He might go wrong, and it happened that Harry also wanted to go shopping to prepare for the visit, and spend more time with his mother by the way, so he readily agreed to Lily's proposal.

While walking, Lily introduced the path and direction of the community to Harry, and talked about everything she saw along the way, until she suddenly realized that Harry hadn't spoken for a while, then she stopped.

She stuck her tongue out at Harry, and said a little embarrassedly, "Am I too noisy?"

Harry swallowed the slightly astringent saliva in his mouth, and said with difficulty, "Of course not."

"But..." Lily looked at Harry, who was almost turning the back of his head towards her, in bewilderment.

Harry made up his mind, and then turned his head, but he tried his best to avoid eye contact with Lily, "I don't know why, I always feel very close to you, as if we have met before..." After finishing speaking, he immediately Shut up. "Like one of my... nieces."

——It is impossible for him to tell her that you are my mother...

Lily let out a "huh" and said in surprise: "Me too, so Harry you have the same feeling, I think I've seen you somewhere, and I'm familiar with you!" At breakfast, Lily had successfully completed the "Bo Mr. Te" to "Harry".

——Of course he can't say, in fact, I am your son.

But this can also explain why Lily got close to him without any scruples, and his previous feeling was correct. The blood relationship between mother and child is the closest bond between the two, and this is the nature of mother and child.

The two came to a fork in the road, Lily led him to the right road, and told Harry in a low voice: "That road ends with a river of black water, which smells bad," she said wrinkled Little Nose, "The grown-ups always say don't go there, because there's Spider's End and all the bad guys live in it."

Hearing a certain place name, Harry's heart skipped a beat.

It's just that Lily quickly raised a big smile: "But I don't think that's the case. The people there just can't afford better houses. Of course, it's impossible for everyone to be bad."

"have you been there?"

Lily shook her head, and said regretfully: "Mom and Dad said not to go, and Petunia always said they couldn't go, so I didn't go."

Harry was about to say something, but suddenly he felt his back burn, as if a scorching gaze was staring at the two of them, he looked back reflexively, but there was nothing.

But that feeling is clearly so familiar, like...