[HP] Spring Mountain is Sleeping

Severus was a little surprised by what he saw tonight.

He just habitually left that hideous secret ward and walked up the corridors when it was getting dark--damn St. Mungo, as if he had committed some heinous crime □□In the ward, he is not allowed to leave this floor.And the security restrictions in this empty building - oh, Merlin's feet, Severus complained loudly in his mind, was comparable to the Dark Lord's dungeon.Even the scenery seen from the window is illusory, you only need to stretch your arms out of the window and lean forward, strictly speaking, as long as you dare to cast your shadow on those seemingly harmless vines, they It will "suddenly" jump up from the ground, tightly seal the entire window like a fence, and stuff your mouth with fluffy leaves.After deciding that the vines had no medicinal value, Severus abandoned the experiment.

He was also told by everyone not to use magic to avoid serious consequences.This is quite possible - Severus is well aware of his situation, the current magic power in his body is blocked and absorbed by the immature baby, not to mention he feels that he has no remaining magic power to use.In fact, he also knew that it was difficult for him to survive the moment when the baby was born.But because of this, the ex-Potions master was extremely upset by being forced to spend this increasingly limited time in this building.

He was completely cut off, cut off from the world by the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic, and he never saw anyone other than his regular few.He didn't worry about whether the Ministry of Magic wanted to arrest him at all—rather than being so careful, he might as well be destroyed with the cauldron in a magical riot caused by a potion experiment.

Mobility was already very inconvenient, but Severus would rather walk slowly while leaning on the wall than reduce the number of walks he took every day.He would grope from one end of the corridor to the other and back again.He was alone upstairs, and all the other wards were empty.

So he was a little interested in the light shining in the ward at the end of the corridor today.

Severus had never had a penchant for prying into other people's privacy, but if St. Mungo's healers under the Imperius Curse decided to add a playground for young children on the secret ward floor, it would be inhumane The Potions Master will also be intrigued.

It was presumably an abandoned school scene.

Surrounded by the lights of the city at night, dotted with stars, the economic conditions in this area are limited, most of the houses are dilapidated and crooked, the streets are full of garbage, and there is even a big chimney in the distance - in the center of the field of vision, he I saw an old swing slowly rippling on the grass with the evening wind.

The tired Severus didn't have time to comment on the strange setting, he grabbed the rope and tried to sit down on the swing.The swing was obviously strong enough to bear the weight of an adult. He swayed slightly, raised his head, and his eyes were attracted by the figure appearing at the other end.

"Look, sister," came a crisp voice.It was a girl, turning her head and shouting behind the bushes, walking towards the swing.She held a withered flower in her hand, its petals constantly opening and closing, and glowing pink, allowing Severus to see her bright red hair clearly. "Come on, Lily, this isn't right..." There was an obviously jealous voice from behind the bushes, "How did you do it?"

"I don't know...can you tell me what's going on, sir?" Lily paused in front of him.

"Isn't that a pretty obvious thing?" Severus blurted out, even though he thought it would be stupid to answer the question, "You're a witch."

"You mean to say that Lily Evans is a witch, sir?" Lily smiled mysteriously at him.

He leaned over the girl, his beautiful green eyes sparkling in the fluorescent light of the flowers.She keenly caught Severus's momentary stupefaction.

"Yes, Li... Li." Severus felt his tongue knot.

The swing began to sway with an abnormal frequency.

"Mr. Potter from behind the bushes, you don't have to play the stupid role of Aunt Petunia. And, Miss Hannah Abbott, don't you think becoming Mrs. Lily Potter is a boring decision Is it?" Lucius came out of nowhere with his arms folded, strode in with a sneer, and interrupted the performance roughly, "Obviously, even the savior himself will not be able to get it after many years. His mother's hair, so he had to find a Metamorphmagus."

Embarrassed, Hannah dropped the flowers, and Harry stood up from behind the bushes.

"Mr. Malfoy! Why are you here..."

"What a stupid Gryffindor trick..."

"But you shouldn't..."

"So you're following me?"

"I definitely don't think this is a good way, I need to prevent..."

The voices of the quarrel became louder and louder, until a muffled "boom" burst everyone's eardrums.

The three confronting each other finally had a chance to notice that the poor patient had passed out.