[HP] Illusion

Fortunately, by the time Snape found Dumbledore, Sirius had apparently not yet spread the war here.

This is the first time that the Potions Professor has come to Dumbledore's apartment in so many years-in fact, if Dumbledore hadn't asked them to come here, he still tacitly assumed that Dumbledore just lived in Hogwarts and did not move. up.

In Godric's Hollow, too much history is engraved here, too many stories are stored, and too many spiritual imprints are carried.

Coming here again, both of them had mixed feelings.

Looking around, surrounded by low mountains in the distance, rolling and green, behind is the endless blue sky and smoky clouds. The sky is clear and the temperature in the valley is much lower than outside. In the always hot summer, blowing The breeze on the face brings a touch of coolness.

This is the place where Harry left him more than once, and it hasn't changed much. The square is still the same square, and the small shop has been standing for so many years. The stained glass of the church not far away reflects the brilliant changes in the sunlight.

Snape found that under such mixed feelings, the deepest feeling was the tranquility of the moment.

So does Harry.

The soul connection let Snape know that Harry's mood was like ripples in the lake at the moment, not calm, but unable to overcome the turbulent waves, the unexpected contradictions and entanglements gradually settled, the past was like a cloud of smoke, but it didn't disappear, it was just that he Already know how to digest and refine, how to look forward.

Even if he wasn't doing particularly well now, this kind of progress could make Snape temporarily forget all his troubles.

——In fact, no matter how much love and hatred there is, it can't be worth the people who want to join hands for a lifetime by your side.

The two stood in the small square of the village, stopping in front of the monument for a long time, like the fourth and fifth sculptures in the small square, motionless. In fact, they shouldn't have stayed here for too long, but Sne Pu did not urge the boy to leave.

The bright sunshine scattered on the boy's serene and solemn profile, and the beauty of this moment made people's hearts throb.

Until the melodious and simple church bell rang, Harry's feet moved first, and his mind began to recover.

He looked at the man who had been quietly standing aside, at this moment the corner of the man's mouth was smiling at him.

"Let's go." Harry took the initiative to hold Snape's hand, and the two walked side by side on the path leading to the depths of the valley.

The address the old man told them was in the depths of the valley, the most desolate area. Those who know the path are not easy to get lost, but if anyone rushes in, I am afraid that they are trying to die——

The small trees and bushes around the path are well arranged, and the complicated design creates a visual effect of covering and filling each other. It always makes people feel that there is no way to go. There is no shortcut on the winding road, but don’t go on. , can't see the road ahead at all.

At this time, there was no one around, and because the path became narrower and narrower, the two of them got closer and closer, and their bodies were almost stuck together. Fortunately, it was very cool in the valley, and even though they were so close, neither of them disliked the other.

Snape enjoyed the intimacy, but that didn't mean he wanted to continue walking down such paths endlessly.

"It seems to be coming soon." Harry whispered, pointing to the chimney ahead that was emitting white smoke, "There should be only one."

The two walked along the path to a small hillside. At this moment, their vision was completely blocked by the lush green tree canopy, and they could only see the location of the house by the direction of the chimney.

The more you go up, you can vaguely see the red tiles and white walls of the house. The hillside is not high, and the trees on the half slope are lush and lush. This place is somewhat similar to the design of the path just now. Harry didn't need to be troubled, because when they reached the half slope, an old man appeared in front of them.

"Mr. Grindelwald?"

"There's no doubt, we've been living here." Grindelwald smiled incomprehensibly.

Harry: "..."

Does this mean that the two have reconciled?

But since the two chose Godric's Hollow, it must be the best answer in itself.

"Remember the roast chicken I mentioned last time? Today you have a good meal." Grindelwald led the way in front, he was agile, and he didn't look like an old man who was over a century old at all, "Albus Said you would come today, and I thought you wouldn't mind leaving after dinner."

"I don't mind." It was Snape who answered.

After hearing this answer, Grindelwald's steps up the mountain slowed down significantly, but he quickly adjusted.

Grindelwald was not familiar with the potions professor's style, but he could still hear something unusual in it.

"That's good." Grindelwald said rather against his will.

The three of them soon came to the hut. Harry carefully looked at this well-behaved building. It didn't feel like the gorgeous style that Dumbledore liked in any ordinary hut in any village.

Dumbledore, who heard the sound, came out and made a gesture of invitation: "Welcome both of you, please come in."

"Do you live here--" Harry's voice stopped abruptly, after being dazzled by the exquisitely carved handmade silverware that spread from the hallway as far as he could see.

The sun hanging high in the sky was helping the tyrant, the scattered sunlight combined with the shining silver, the lethality was X2, and when Harry looked at someone again, that person seemed to have turned into a white hole.

——Harry's first thought when he was in a bad mood: This place is terrible!Didn't these two people set up a magic circle with mass destruction just to drive away the customers?

——Harry's second thought: Grindelwald can bear it, this is not true love, what is.

—Snape: Harry's thoughts are mine.

Harry couldn't help but took out his wand and turned the brightness of the surrounding silverware to the darkest. The brightness of the whole room dropped significantly. It was dusty as if it had been covered with a layer of dust, looking dirty. of.

Dumbledore: "..."

"Sorry, Albus, I hope you can forgive my behavior." Harry looked at the two old men apologetically, "You know my eyes are not particularly good, and I definitely can't bear such light."

"Your eyesight should have declined significantly recently." The Potions Professor said mercilessly, and Dumbledore: "..."

What exactly are these two people here for? !

Bringing all the guests to the living room, Dumbledore had already prepared tea for the two of them, while Grindelwald hurried to the kitchen. The smell of chicken filled the air, successfully hooking Harry's gluttons out.

——Obviously it was such a tense moment...

"You didn't tell Black the address here, did you?"

"Don't worry, he can't find it." Grindelwald said when he brought out the dishes.

Harry went to help the old man. With Snape and Dumbledore around, he didn't need to worry.

"Then how are you going to deal with him?"

Shouldn't I ask you this?Dumbledore thought silently.

In fact, before Harry and Snape came, the patron saint of Sirius had already harassed Dumbledore, and Dumbledore pretended to be dead and did not respond. This trick was not very useful, so Snape just chose to ask Questions like that.

As long as Sirius didn't know where Dumbledore lived, things would be fine.

Sirius failed to find Harry at the Dursleys' house, and almost overturned their family. Dumbledore contacted Kingsley to ask him to deal with the aftermath. There is no news at the moment, but think about it with your toes If Sirius can't find Harry, he will definitely continue to harass him until he hands over Harry's coordinates.

Dumbledore got a headache just thinking about it, and with the information Snape told him, the old man didn't even bother to worry about why the troublesome elf of the Black family came to inform Harry.

"When things have come to this point, please don't tell me you have no follow-up plans."

If Snape had let Harry go back to the Dursleys from the very beginning, then there was still room for redemption, but the Potions Professor led things to such a point intentionally or unintentionally. From Snape Hu... Dumbledore also probably knew that the boy might also be helpless with someone.

Hearing Dumbledore's question, Snape slowly showed a smile, but it made the old man feel a trace of uneasiness.

"I hope to stay with you for a few days with Harry," Snape said softly, "until his birthday, to be precise."

Dumbledore: "..."

The old man didn't know what kind of expression he should give at this time. Harry's 17th birthday was approaching, which meant that Harry had officially come of age...

Combined with this situation, it is indeed not difficult to speculate on Snape's plan.

"You..." Dumbledore raised his head, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

Snape nodded, his eyes were as firm as a torch, "It's exactly what you think."

"..."

Since then, the two fell into a subtle silence.

The worry he had been worrying for a long time finally became a reality. The old man's hands were tangled with the beard that he had braided into a small braid, and soon the white hair was twisted into a twist by him.

So is it really necessary to go this far?

——Harry also agreed with Snape's decision?

It seems that there is no point of whether he agrees or not. Snape's coming here shows that he has planned to go to the end of this road.

"Come here, come on the table, the delicious roast chicken should be eaten while it's hot," Grindelwald, who was wearing a floral apron of stars and moons, set up the table with Harry's assistance, compared to this head, the saliva flowed straight down the table , the inexplicably heavy atmosphere on the other end really doesn't match the style of the painting: "I'll talk about anything after eating."

"Albus, Gellert's craftsmanship really wasn't made." Harry drooled sincerely. "You are so happy."

Gellert?Dumbledore, who was already heartbroken: "..."

At this moment, a big dog patron saint broke through the siege, and rushed in again at high speed.

The author has something to say: an opportunity or a miracle...

Thanks to Xiaomengwu for the landmines that are so uplifting, thank you Xiaomengwu for being like the mines of old times*2

I only wrote more than 2000 in the middle of the night yesterday and didn’t finish (┳_┳)…