[HP] Illusion

Harry graduated.

Again.

This time is of course different from the last time, a new life, a new story, and a new ending.

And no longer bury yourself in the past.

And graduation does not mean the end, it is a new starting point.

Harry was already at the starting line, together with his husband.But just like when running a race, there will always be a period of preparation before the start, waiting for the sound of the gunshot command, and everyone is in position.

But before that, he can go back to another world once, and bid a complete farewell to another world.

Harry made an agreement with Snape long ago that he would only go back three times. It is true that one should not be too greedy. Although the gain is not necessarily proportional to the sacrifice, it was originally at the cost of his life. Now he has achieved consummation in this world. life, so he didn't intend to consume his life again.

Harry misses his best friend, misses the Weasleys, misses his godson, misses the other world, but he already knew when he was in chapter three with Snape that he had to completely cut off contact with the other world, In order to fully take root in this world.

Making this decision was not easy, even at the moment when Snape took out the necklace and key, Harry was still struggling, it seemed that he shouldn't have traveled to the original time and space at this time, maybe later, because the chance is only For the rest of the time, he wants the best of both worlds.

"Actually, this is the best time." Snape didn't have any selfishness when he said this.

This is indeed the best time, except for some irreversible factors, Harry rewrote the ending, they successfully killed Voldemort, they got married, Harry will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts after graduation, and In another world, Ron and Hermione had a big fat boy Hugo, his godson was also taken care of, and the Weasley family lived well, even his own property was arranged properly, and Harry This time can be regarded as telling the person he cares about in the world, "You are doing well."

The advantage of communicating with Harry's mind was that Snape felt that Harry's recovery was more ideal than he had imagined. As long as this continued, Harry would definitely recover completely.

Snape even felt that perhaps this last trip through time and space was an opportunity for Harry to fully heal.

"They already know why you do these things, and this time you can tell them that you are better and you are doing well in this world."

"I can also be sure that they live well in another world."

Even if they are in different time and space, even if they will never be able to contact each other, they can still know that the other person is doing well and will continue to do well.

He knew Ron and Hermione so well, they were a wonderful match.

"Let's go." Harry really made up his mind.

Snape was right, now was the best time.

What he needed now was to let Ron and Hermione know that he was fine and always would be.

Fine weather.

The curtains of Blake's old house are wide open, and the sunlight from all around comes in from the clear and transparent glass, which seems to bring a little vitality to the quaint old house.

When Harry and Snape came back, Kreacher appeared in front of them almost in a second.

"Master, master..." Huge teardrops quickly welled up in the eyes of the old elf, and they slid down from his skin that was already wrinkled into countless folds. His hoarse voice trembled slightly, and Harry doubted the next second. , the old elf grabbed the ground with his head to confirm whether what he saw was true.

"Kreacher." Harry said with a smile, "Could you please inform Ron and Hermione?"

"Master, are you really back?"

"Kreacher," Harry said with a steady accent, "I'm afraid this will be the last time, and I don't have much time."

"Kreacher knows," the old elf's broken voice was sharp, "Kreacher will immediately carry out Master Harry's order."

"Thank you, Kreacher." Harry pulled Snape to the living room to sit down, "Besides the people I want to see, is there anywhere you want to go here?"

"Perhaps go beat up the Dursleys?" They were leaving soon anyway, and there was nothing they could do about it if they wanted to.

Harry: "..."

"...This is not a perfect world, but in our world, almost everything is already perfect, so I don't have any place I want to go." Snape stared seriously at Harry's emerald Green eyes, "I can't go to see Albus's grave and go back and tell him and Gellert, I'll take a day trip to your grave, do you think Gellert really can't beat people?" Geller Even if it looks peaceful now, he used to be engaged in the great business of black magic.

Harry coughed twice, suddenly feeling like he was thinking too much.

"Sorry." Harry lightly stroked Snape's cheek, and stepped into the middle. The man's cheek had traces of years and fine lines, and he could never return to his best years, but also because of this, Men also look better.

Compared with the thin and soft child when he was young, this one obviously makes him fall in love with him now.

"How old was I?" Snape couldn't help but three black lines appeared on his forehead. "Or...do you want to drink the age-reducing potion again?"

Harry's heart trembled, and he pretended to be calm and said, "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

Snape: "...as long as it's you, I can accept it."

Harry thinks it's better to stop joking: he really can't accept it! ! !

Snape twitched his lips, wondering who mentioned it first.

"You don't need to feel sorry." Because you have come back to me.

Snape slowly approached Harry, kissed him on the lips, and kissed again, Harry put his arms around Snape's neck, and exchanged a wet kiss with his husband, gradually becoming Intense, even the breath will be swallowed by the opponent.

He missed his best years, but the person in his arms made up for his best years.

This is already consummated, isn't it?

By the time Ron and Hermione arrived, Harry and Snape had returned to normal.

They have more important things to do.

"Merlin—" was the opening line from Ron.

But was soon interrupted by Harry: "Merlin - where is my dear godson Hugo? Why didn't you bring him along?!!"

Ron's eyes widened, and he quickly walked up to Harry with a hurt face, and gave him a big hug, "Don't you want to see me and Hermione most? This really hurts me."

"You're not as cute as Hugo." Harry patted Ron on the shoulder, and Hermione also came over at this moment, giving him a big hug as if he couldn't confirm it. An uncontrollable hug.

Snape didn't like to join the three of them. At this moment, Kreacher had already prepared exquisite refreshments for the four of them, so after the three of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, they finally sat down quietly.

"How long have I been away?" Harry was a little curious about the question.

"Not very long, about two months." Hermione quickly calculated the time, "So this is yours..."

Harry made a "shh" gesture, which successfully made Hermione shut her mouth, but there was a hint of redness in her eyes.

"I ask you very seriously, where did you hide Hugo?" Harry was very confused, obviously expecting to see the chubby little Hugo, which really disappointed him.

"Hugo's at Molly's," said Ron. "We're all going to work today, but if you want, we'll see him later."

Hermione took a closer look at Harry's appearance, "You look grown up again, are you still studying? Or have you graduated?"

Harry's face is now flushed, and his cheeks have a little flesh. He is not as thin as he was when he graduated. He looks rosy and healthy, which makes her a little uncertain about Harry's age.

"Just graduated, this is the summer vacation of the seventh grade, and I will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts in two months."

"So you chose this path in the end," Ron said regretfully, "I thought you would become an Auror with me in another world."

"I've thought about this for a long time." Harry winked at Ron. "How do you know that you in another world will become an Auror?"

Ron paused, and said uncertainly, "Isn't it?"

"Well, under the joint efforts of Hermione and I, your NEWTs results are very good, so you still become an Auror."

Ron seemed relieved: "Fortunately, he didn't embarrass me."

Hermione complained in a very shameless way: "Maybe he will feel that you have embarrassed him."

Ron: "..."

"Hermione has always been so good." Harry said with a smile.

"Of course," said Ron immediately, "you know,"

"I am her, and she is me." Hermione must not have felt uncomfortable.

Harry knew she meant well, the girl had been thinking about him.

"Thank you, Hermione," Harry whispered.

"Maybe we should thank...Professor Snape." Hermione suddenly raised the cup in her hand, facing Snape, "For our beloved Harry."

Ron looked at his wife, then at Snape, and raised his teacup, "For our beloved Harry."

Snape didn't hesitate much, the milk tea in his cup was almost untouched, but his hand was steady, not a single drop was spilled, "For our beloved Harry."

The people he loves the most, raise a glass for him.

Harry found himself unable to describe exactly how he felt in this moment.

Happiness alone is no longer able to express the turbulent emotion in his heart, which is like half the waves of the sea.

Thousands of words can only be turned into one sentence: "Thank you...I love you too."

At this moment, language is actually the thinnest.