[HP] Illusion

"Sev...Severus?" A sweet voice came from behind, sounding a bit hesitant.

Little Snape paused, and slowly turned around. "Hmm." He responded lightly.

"Why are you here?" Lily widened her emerald green eyes. She was going to send a letter to her parents today, but she didn't expect to meet someone she would never meet in the owl shed—in fact , She had been at Hogwarts for more than four years, and she had never seen little Snape send a letter to the Snape family.

From Lily's point of view, this is indeed a very strange thing, but little Snape actually asked, "Why can't I be here." There was no one else around Lily, so his words were quite casual. .

It does sound unusual.Snape didn't know how to talk like this before, and this feeling was too righteous, not like him at all, but such words really made Lily not know how to continue asking.

"That's not what I meant," Lily said with a hint of embarrassment, "You haven't been here before, have you? This is sending a letter to your mother?" Little Snape's hand was empty, and it seemed that he had already mailed the letter .

"No." He said succinctly, but he obviously didn't intend to continue talking about it.

Lily stepped forward and found the shelf for her own owl, but it was empty, "Severus, have you seen my owl?"

"No." Little Snape said almost reflexively. "I didn't see it just now."

"Strange," Lily frowned slightly, and began to search around, "She is usually here at this time, why is she missing today?"

Little Snape stood behind her and squinted, looking left and right as if helping to find it, but soon, he said: "Maybe he went out to find something to eat?"

"Ah, that makes sense." Lily nodded.

"Why don't you look for it again, there are so many owls here, maybe he has moved his position..." Little Snape said softly, "I can help you find it together."

Lily looked at the densely packed owls in the shed, and after calling her pet's nickname twice without getting a response, she said to Snape, "If you're not in a hurry to leave."

"Hmm." Little Snape still had a paralyzed face, but if Lily could see his hand behind his back, she would have noticed that the man's hand was trembling slightly, looking quite nervous.

The two split up, and while Lily wasn't paying attention, Snape went straight to a window half hidden behind a flock of owls.

The boy's heartbeat was constantly accelerating, and he sneaked another glance at Lily, half relieved to make sure she wasn't looking at him.

Fortunately, he had just glanced in the direction of the window, and there was a big bird approaching the castle's owl shed in the blue sky - little Snape had very good eyesight, and he could almost tell that it was Lily's pet at a glance .

In fact, just now, little Snape has not told the truth. Today he came to "borrow" Lily's owl. He used the owl shared by the school to write the address of No. 11 Hibiscus Avenue, Cokeworth, but they were all returned one by one. Come back - Lily's pet should be found when he is not sure where that person is.It was the first time he did such a thing, but he didn't expect that he was almost caught.

Little Snape actually knew that what he did was not right, he was always betraying Lily's trust, but he had no other choice.

Lily's owl finally came to the window. Little Snape put a piece of biscuit in front of the owl with a guilty conscience. When the owl was attracted by the food, he quickly untied the white envelope tied to the owl's leg. .

But how could this owl come back so quickly?This is less than 10 minutes, right?The point was that the owl did bring a reply—it was his envelope, yes, but someone else's handwriting was on the back.

Is that man in Hogsmeade?

Little Snape quickly hid the letter, "Lily," he called in a low voice, "I found him, here he is."

"Huh?" Lily hurried over, and after confirming that it was her own owl, she couldn't help but pouted and said, "Why are you here, didn't you hear me call you just now?" She looked at little Snape gratefully, "Thank you so much today, Severus, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known when I would have looked for him."

Little Snape still had no expression on his face, he nodded mechanically, and there was some unknown urgency in his voice, "Since you have found it, then I will leave first, it is not good for us to stay together. good."

Lily: "..."

What happened to Snape today?Lily looked at the back of little Snape who almost flew out of the owl coop, and felt more and more strange in her heart.

"Who fed you the biscuits?" Lily looked at the biscuit crumbs on the window sill and the biscuit dregs on her pet's feathers, "and secretly hid here to eat..."

Little Snape was indeed running fast, but he also slowed down when he felt that he was completely out of the range that Lily could see.

He found an empty corner of the stairs and sat down, slowly calming down his breathing.

The letter was opened, and Harry actually replied on the back of his letter, but there was only one sentence in it, very scribbled, and the handwriting was even a little unstable-"Don't read, everything is well, see you during the Easter holiday. "

Little Snape couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. It was the first time he sent a letter to that person, but the person's reply style was completely opposite to his own. I was usually a bit nagging, but the letter followed a concise and clear line.

Little Snape still felt that something was weird, just judging from the handwriting alone, it was not at all like what the man himself said was all right, there were many words that the man wrote with a fairly light handwriting, and there were a few letters The ink on the wall almost smeared the letters next door, which only happened when he was just learning to write.

Also, less than 10 minutes after he sent the letter, did that person reply to him?Is it true that this person is in Hogsmeade as he thought?Or, was he still at Hogwarts at all?

The only thing Snape could confirm was that this person was indeed very close to him.

But why did he stay and not tell him?Is this person not going to appear in front of him again?

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Certainly someone wronged Harry. Harry had been sleeping in the dark before, and was finally woken up by Madam Pomfrey and was taking medicine. An owl appeared outside the closed glass window, knocking "tuk-tuk-tuk" looking at the window.

After Madam Pomfrey finally let him in mercifully, the bird landed directly on the bedside table next to the hospital bed.Harry squinted for a while before he recognized that it was Lily's owl. He looked at Madam Pomfrey's ugly face, and finally reached out and opened the letter.

Under the pressure brought by Madam Pomfrey, he only scanned it roughly, and then hurriedly wrote down a sentence.

"Tell your friend that it is best not to write any more letters these days. Dumbledore said that the owl can be provided, but only this time," Madam Pomfrey said coldly, "The patient needs a good rest .”

Harry nodded immediately, "I will, don't worry."

A patient who knows how to cooperate is indeed more reassuring. Madam Pomfrey's displeasure towards this patient from the beginning to the present is still more pleasing to the eye, largely because this person's behavior is quite well-behaved——

Forgive her for using this word. In fact, this patient is also the most obedient patient she has ever treated. Trouble, no, this person is good in everything, but one thing is bad: "Did you really not drink the dreamless potion?"

"No." This was Harry's second answer, "I don't know where you put the dreamless potion," even if you knew, it's not easy for him to operate with the door closed-it's better than putting down a potion. The Death Eaters might just have more trouble.

"But Albus said you have a lot of potions with you." Madam Pomfrey said sharply.

"There are only hemostatic potions, and other healing potions," Harry said sincerely, "there is no dreamless potion in it." There are still refreshing potions and vitality supplements, and the dreamless potion has no use for him. up.

Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry several times, and finally couldn't help but said, "Do you mind if I give you a physical examination."

Harry was taken aback, he blinked slowly, and then declined with a smile: "There's no need for that, I know my body very well."

Madam Pomfrey hesitated to speak, "Are you sure? Such lethargy is not a good sign."

Harry still had a smile on his face, "Yes, I know, my problem is actually not too serious, I went to the hospital to see it before, you don't have to worry."

"Every patient thinks that he is not serious about avoiding medical treatment, but when he finds out, it may be too late." After all, when the patient is awake and unwilling, she has no way to force him to accept it. At this moment, she What can be done and what can be said has been done and said. If the other party still insists, it is better for her not to meddle in her own business.

The young man didn't hide his disease and avoid medical treatment, but even if he saw it, the therapists couldn't do anything about it, so he didn't need others to know his condition.

"Thank you, I see." Harry bowed slightly, "Please don't tell anyone about my situation." Madam Pomfrey guessed something, and he was just planning ahead.

"It's good that you know it yourself." Madam Pomfrey muttered and went out. "Of course I won't tell anyone, this is your *."

After Madam Pomfrey went out, the drowsiness Harry still had had disappeared.

In fact, staying at Hogwarts is quite dangerous. This danger is different from the desperate struggle of Death Eaters. For example, if he stays here, his physical condition may be discovered by Madam Pomfrey. Whether he can gain Dumbledore's trust, and the letter that Snape just sent him——

It seemed that it was the first time he had received a letter from this person, but because Madam Pomfrey was around, he couldn't reply properly at all.

etc.He won't expose it?

Harry thought of this question belatedly. If they were both in Hogwarts, then the time for the owl to go back and forth should not be too long. Wouldn't it be easy for him to find that he was actually very close to him?

Fortunately, Harry didn't hear from little Snape for the next day, but just when Harry thought the boy wouldn't write to him again, he received it again - fortunately this time Madam Pomfrey was not around.

This time is slightly different from the last longer letter, because there is only one sentence in it: "Where are you now?"

Harry's reaction at the time was to be stunned.

No matter how he answered this, he was ready to be "discharged"-in fact, he stayed here one day longer than Madam Pomfrey expected, but he recovered very well, as long as he didn't fight or do anything else If you do strenuous exercise, you can be alive and kicking after a few days of rest.That's what Madam Pomfrey said to him when she came over just now.

He will be able to leave after lunch later, and Kingsley will come to pick him up later.When Kingsley came these days, he was asleep with his head covered, and he hadn't seen a black man for a long time.That's right, if Kingsley came, Dumbledore would feel more at ease.

Harry thought for a while, then conjured up a quill and wrote on the back of the letter: "I'm very close to you, but I can't come to see you. Don't write to me again during this time. I'll get back to you when I'm done." written."

After that, he really never received a letter from Snape again.Of course, that's another story.

His lunch was brought by Kingsley. The two sat on the hospital bed and had a pleasant lunch together. He didn't have any luggage, so he could leave after changing his clothes.

Kingsley watched him come out, and said enviously, "Edward, is that a space pocket? It seems to be able to hold a lot of things." At least he knows about clothes and potions, and maybe other things.

"Yes, this works very well." Harry admitted generously.

"I'd like to get one too, but I've always had problems with the size of the space, it's really out of control."

"It takes a lot of practice." Harry walked with him to the closet in the ward, "You have to start with the small ones, and once you understand how the small ones are made, it will be easy to make the big ones. "

The expression of the black man was actually not very clear on his dark face, but Harry noticed that the man looked dazed, and couldn't help laughing at his bluntness.Whether it is now or in the future, Kingsley is a very smart person, but this person is very frank, and he doesn't need to think too much when getting along with him.

"It's okay, I can make one for you if you want," Harry said with a smile.

"This is so embarrassing," Kingsley said in surprise, "You saved my life, and even asked you to make me a space pocket. I couldn't help you at all." Friends are too powerful or something, really Let him have a feeling that he can't do anything.

"What's that," said Harry in a low voice, "we're helping each other, and I might not be able to go without you."

"Don't forget," Kingsley's expression was tainted with guilt again, "without me, you would never have been injured." And the potion, he was able to keep this hand because of the other party's life-saving medicine.So no matter from which point of view, he owes a lot to the youth.

"Who told you, there are so many of them, without your help, I might not be able to leave." Harry said, "So, let's not worry about it, we are all fine anyway, don't be such a mother-in-law, you really If you think about it that way, you don’t need to treat me as a friend.”

"Really?" Kingsley said in surprise, "We are friends?"

"We've all experienced life and death together," Harry patted him on the shoulder. The man's body was so muscular that his hands hurt when he patted it on. "Can't we still be friends?"

"That's right!" Kingsley said excitedly.

Harry was blown away by the look on his face that seemed to pick up millions for nothing.

"Let's go to Diagon Alley now." Kingsley suggested, "There are a few people who want to thank you too."

"Ben them?"

"Yes." Kingsley nodded. "You must go, or they will annoy me to death." Who let him accidentally be known by the three that he could contact Edward.

"Then you don't need to change your skin?"

Kingsley: "..."

"Or have they already seen you like this?" This person probably didn't go in the name of an Auror, did he?If it's in the name of a private person, it's really not appropriate to expose this black skin, right?

"I have an appointment with them at three o'clock." Kingsley said, "I'll drink Polyjuice Potion when I get there."

Harry thought, he had actually gained the trust of this man.

As for Dumbledore or something, the bottom line of this person's trust in others always makes people feel very erratic.

There are still many opportunities in the future.

After arriving in Diagon Alley, Kingsley asked for a box at the Leaky Cauldron, and Harry took the opportunity to ask for a room for an extra night.

"Do you still live here?"

"Stay temporarily."

I don't know if he knew that Harry didn't want to say more, so Kingsley didn't continue after asking.

"What's the follow-up development of that treasure hunt these days?"

"Are you still thinking about the treasure there?" Kingsley just drank the compound potion, and now he turned into Pooh with white skin like snow again. Such a visual contrast and impact made Harry a little bit unable to hold .

"No." He looked away very naturally, "I just heard someone talking about it when I came back, you know it's a Slytherin treasure, so I thought it should be fun and went, but I I didn’t expect those strange people to be ambushing.”

"That's the Death Eaters, an organization under the command of the mysterious man." Kingsley whispered, "Don't you know?"

Harry opened his mouth slightly, showing a look of surprise, "I've heard of it." He said vaguely.

"By the way, speaking of it, your skills are really good. Did you just come back from abroad? Do you have a job now? Are you interested in working as an Auror?"

Harry's green eyes widened. Kingsley has a talent for being a lobbyist no matter what. "Auror? Are you an Auror?"

Kingsley didn't seem to expect this person to be so perceptive, but he nodded generously, "I just passed the exam not long ago."

"Actually, I haven't figured it out yet. Aurors seem to be good too, but aren't the working hours like this not stable? My previous working hours were not stable, so Aurors may have to be in the back," Harry said seemingly unintentionally. He said, "When I came back, I thought about finding a job as a teacher, which is more stable, you know, but after I came back, I found out that there was only one magic school here. I thought it was more than that."

"Yes, the only one in the UK, Albus, is the old man with the white beard braided into a braid," he described with a smile, "it is the headmaster of Hogwarts, I think if you apply for the Black Rubik's Cube He must be able to handle the teaching position of defense art."

Harry waved his hand, and when he saw that he had achieved his goal, he accepted it as soon as he saw it and said, "I'm just saying this casually. I really haven't decided what job I'm looking for, and maybe I'm not used to staying here. Just leave again..."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end when the three bald men came, because the three of them almost cried bitterly when they saw Harry, and among them John was the worst, he almost didn't hug Harry's thigh to worship.

"So are you still planning to go to the Gaunt's old house?" Harry asked out of pure curiosity.

"Of course not," Bald Ben said immediately, "It's almost a restricted area now, there are no Death Eaters, and there are people patrolling every day."

——What's with this strong sense of sight of Aurors protecting Voldemort?

"What about you? What treasure are you still thinking about? Let me tell you that we have all been deceived. The rumor is that there is a fool who wants to write a novel, and he tells others the outline of his story everywhere. There are lies fabricated by good people." Bald Ben looked at Harry and Kingsley.

"That's right." Kingsley said, "It was too dangerous before. If it wasn't for Edward, we might all be dead now." He picked up his Flame Whiskey and raised it towards Harry. "Let's toast."

Harry was a little embarrassed, but of course he had to drink the glass of wine.

In fact, apart from Kingsley, Harry didn't plan to have any contact with the other three, so he didn't talk to them too much.

The three didn't leave until the sun went down, and Kingsley insisted on treating him to a meal, so Harry didn't return to his room at the Leaky Cauldron until almost eight o'clock.

By this time, as usual, he was too sleepy.

I don't know if that matter will just subside, and then Voldemort thought that no one would dare to go to that place again, so he left the ring there with confidence?Anyway, Voldemort never seemed to think that anyone could know that he made Horcruxes, let alone talk about other places where Horcruxes were hidden.

In fact, Harry was still a little worried. After all, he still didn't see the ring in the box with his own eyes. Maybe he should find time to check again when the rumors are not so tight?

Forget it, let's save tomorrow's matter for tomorrow.It was Harry's last thought before his mind sank into darkness.

The author has something to say: I am laying the groundwork recently, and there is one more point where Harry will stay at Hogwarts~(≧▽≦)/~啦啦啦

I will code a little more when I am free on the weekend →_→~

Sorry, I seem to write the professor too cute [mud dirt

Thanks to Xiaomengwu Zetu for the grenade, Hesper for the mine*2, and Xiyin for the mine=3=