The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

During those few days in early February, Snape always had a sullen face, and he usually looked unhappy, so only Lily, who got along with him day and night, could see that he was troubled.

After the day's class is over, the female teaching assistant will come to the office to help the Potions professor refine the mysterious potion.

They got along for a few days. Although they often bickered, the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.

The youthful breath of the red-haired witch adds a bit of warmth to this lonely and cold office.

After returning from the White Tower, Snape was very upset. He didn't want Sirius and Lupine to come to Hogwarts.

The reason given by Jim Harker was very strange. He said that those two people knew alchemy, and they happened to be unemployed.

Considering that Hogwarts needs more alchemy talents, Dumbledore accepted this statement graciously.

Snape was also asked by the old bee to refine the wolfsbane potion, which was to help Lupine control the wildness, so that he would not turn into a wounder on a full moon night.

The thought of working with two nasty people made Snape irritated and hated that Jim.

After returning to the office, Snape always looked like he was sitting on pins and needles, and showed a disgusted expression from time to time, with his chicken-foot-like palms intertwined, as if he wanted to grab the throat of some transparent person.

"What's the matter, so unhappy, who made you angry?"

Lily secretly felt it was funny, so she asked about it when she was helping to process the medicinal materials.

The old bat's face was like a wet rag, and the corners of his eyes drooped. He glanced at the assistant teacher coldly and said nothing.

Lily's face was shaken, she snorted displeased, and scraped the unicorn's horn powder vigorously.

The small silver knife made a piercing sound, which somehow made people shudder.

"Take it lightly. If the powder particles are too coarse, you need to grind them again," Snape reminded.

Lily relaxed her strength obediently, and then hummed a lullaby softly.

The cold air in the basement office was warmed by the singing.

Snape's furrowed eyebrows relaxed unconsciously, he really wanted to stop Lily's humming, because it didn't fit his style of painting, and then the drowsiness accumulated for several months surged up. He closed his eyes unconsciously.

Lily chuckled.

The old bat woke up with a shiver, and said angrily, "Don't hum."

"Let me be quiet for a while, and keep me quiet for a while. Why do you ask so much?" Lily put her hands on her hips.

"I need to focus," Snape argued. "You're interfering with my work."

"You mean that my humming will affect you. That's good, I will listen to you. I won't hum in the future."

Lily's obedient and obedient appearance made Snape feel troublesome. The old bat is also a poisonous tongue player with a high rank of hurting people. He didn't expect to meet a guy with a needle in his mouth today, and he was helpless.

Snape stared anxiously at the female teaching assistant, candlelight danced on the soft contours of her side face, her red hair was warmer than a torch, if it wasn't for the strange eyes and eyebrows, he almost mistakenly thought that the person in front of him was Lily who had been dead for many years .

Speaking of which, they were clearly very different, but Snape could always see a familiar feeling in Ivana.

Stubborn, arrogant, with bright eyes and good looks, he hides his playful thoughts under calm words, which will never make him guess.

It was a headache to be hated by such a difficult witch.

"Collins."

"Why, the Great Professor has more demands?" Lily looked back at Snape with a half-smile.

"No, it's nothing. You... if you want to hum a song, hum it."

"Now you're ordering me again, okay, big professor, if you don't want to listen, you can tell me to shut up, and when you want to listen to songs, tell me to sing again, do you think I'm a jukebox?" Lily narrowed her eyes Eye.

This expression was so familiar too, once a girl showed the same expression back then, Snape immediately panicked.

"That's not what I meant. Think what you will, I don't mean that. Well, you should add the unicorn dust to the cauldron."

Lily snorted and became in a good mood. She poured the powder into the cauldron and stirred it with a long-handled spoon. The concoction began to boil and smoke, forming a small cloud of lead in the sky.

The next step was to use a spell to change the properties of the medicine. Snape failed twice at this step, wasting hundreds of Galleons of materials.

Didn't know that female assistants would bring hope of success.

"Okay, look at mine."

The witch cast a weather spell into the lead cloud, and Snape watched nervously. The medicine cloud began to rain, and silver-white water droplets accumulated in the cauldron, gradually turning to snow-blue.

"Successful." Snape's brows relaxed a lot, "We can proceed to the next step."

"How many steps in total?"

"Forty-two steps."

"So how much have you accomplished?"

"One step." Snape turned away, as Lily was laughing silently.

"Can you tell me what this potion is for?" the witch asked again after laughing enough, she looked at Snape seriously, "you can trust me now. And I will never reveal the information I know to other people." people."

The knowledge of the library has never been forbidden to spread outside, and Snape saw the value of a female teaching assistant, so he agreed to recruit her into his group.

"This potion can reshape the body of the dead. It only needs a little body tissue, even the hair of the dead, to create a living flesh and blood body."

Lily exclaimed.

Snape didn't know why, seeing her shocked expression made him feel better than drinking a euphoria. He twitched the corners of his mouth and said proudly: "Yes, as you imagined. This is the ultimate realm of potion—conquering death."

Lily's mind became active, she wanted to revive James.

But, why did Snape refine the resurrection medicine? Is it for Voldemort?

A huge conspiracy to welcome the return of the Dark Lord, which is very in line with the character design of the Death Eaters.

However, Lily always felt that there were other possibilities.

She stared at the oily face of the old bat, as if she wanted to cut open his appearance to get some clues. Unfortunately, in addition to being a master of Occlumency, Snape also knows how to control expressions.

"You refine the potion for yourself? Who do you want to revive?"

"It's none of your business." Snape prevaricated roughly, "You just need to help me finish the potion. I will pay you accordingly."

"I'm not short of money, but I also want to resurrect a person. The resurrection medicine can only create a flesh and blood body, but how can the soul of the dead come back? Do you have a resurrection stone?"

"This, we have our own way."

"Us? Who are you with?"

"Ms. Collins, I'm afraid I'm under no obligation to explain this to you."

"It seems that you are only helping others. That person, shouldn't it be Dumbledore?"

Snape seemed to have been stabbed, he didn't like the sharp thinking of the female assistant, it was like a needle, teasing his scar hidden under the large sleeve of the toga.

"Since you guessed it, don't say anything. I'm really helping Dumbledore, that's all."

"Resurrection of the dead may lead to something terrible. You have to be prepared, it is best to ask De Lin for help." Lily reminded kindly.

"He has helped us enough." Snape took a deep breath, thinking of Linde's suggestion in his mind.

Linde said that he could create a parallel timeline, allowing Snape to travel back to the past and start over with his childhood sweetheart Lily to make up for all regrets. It's a piece of cake for Linde, and he's happy to do it, a lot of fun to see.

But Snape refused. Even for a moment, he was very moved.

The day Lily died, there was a hole in Snape's chest that the Lily of the other world couldn't fill.

Only atonement can restore this long trauma.

Lily stared deeply at Snape, and she realized that she only thought she understood him, but never really understood him.

"Don't worry, I'm on your side. After all, I'm your teaching assistant."

The witch said silently in her heart: until the day when my identity is revealed. (end of this chapter)