Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

The corridor disappeared, and Harry suddenly found himself standing on a Muggle street.He saw his mother sitting in a coffee shop on the side of the street, and Snape was sitting across the table with a gloomy face.Harry didn't have to go into the shop to know what they were talking about.This was the same scene he had seen in the Pensieve in Snape's office.

This scene was very short, lasting less than a minute.Then Harry felt himself fly, and when he stopped, he was in a house he hadn't seen before.The house looked shabby and the living room was full of dust.

He saw Snape staring coldly at Lily Evans.He has grown into a young man, but the gloom on his face has not decreased with age, but has increased a lot.The teenager who had gazed at Lily Evans with admiration was gone, and the sneer Harry was familiar with appeared on his face.

Harry heard him say in a tone of great indifference and exasperation: "...Unfortunately, ma'am, there are some deceptions that cannot be forgiven."

Harry felt as if he had seen something great - because he saw that Lily Evans didn't have the slightest intention to defend himself!She just lowered her head, and the moment she lowered her head, Harry seemed to feel that he saw tears in her eyes.Guilt and sadness were clearly written on her face, and the heavy sadness was clearly about to overwhelm this young girl.

Harry immediately realized that what he was watching was a scene where a former best friend had officially broken up.This also reasonably explains why Snape did so many things to protect Harry even though he hated his father James Potter very much. After he was deceived by Lily Evans, the object of his admiration turned to Considering Harry's mother, Beryl Fogerton, this inference is almost too normal.

Harry couldn't even deny that the current self actually understood Snape's mental journey very well - he also once deeply liked Zhang Qiu, and in his eyes Zhang Qiu was once a smart, beautiful, charming, and pleasing The girl he likes, even if she has another boyfriend, can't stop him from liking her; but after she told Dolores Umbridge about Dumbledore's Army, he couldn't do it again. I lost my love for her.Now he finds that there is another girl—a lovely girl who has more common topics with him, understands his thoughts and choices, and can always give him key help at critical moments and issues—that moves him even more. It's as if only by seeing her can one's soul be soothed and filled.Zhang Qiu was in the past tense to him, and he couldn't even remember what kind of opportunity he fell in love with her in the first place—just like Lily Evans was to Snape.

Harry thought, based on what he had just seen, how much deception Professor Evans would have to do to make Snape so angry that he broke with her?Especially after he once called her a "Mudblood" insultingly by the Black Lake, he could still accuse her of unforgivable deception with such a righteous attitude, and Professor Evans did not refute such a serious accusation ?

He still wants to watch it, but this short memory ends here.The scene change took a little longer this time.Harry seemed to fly through many shifting shapes and colours, before the surrounding scene settled at last.He stood on a desolate, cold hilltop in the dark, and the wind whizzed past a few dead, leafless trees.

He found that his perspective seemed to be changed to Dumbledore, and then he realized that before entering the Pensieve, what Professor Evans poured into the stone basin from the half-full memory bottle was actually Dumbledore's memory.For the first time, he knew that the memories of two people could be mixed and read in a Pensieve at the same time.But maybe this is just part of the task that Dumbledore gave Lily Evans at the end-the whole story he was going to show Harry needs to be told by the two people's memories together.

Harry saw a grown man standing on the hillside.The man turned in awareness of his presence—Albus Dumbledore—and his wand was gripped tightly in his hand, as if waiting for someone or something; his fear infected even Harry. profit.

Suddenly, Dumbledore raised his wand, and for a moment there was a blinding, zig-zag flash of white light in the air that Harry thought was lightning, but the man fell to his knees and the wand flew from his hand.

With that white light, Harry finally saw clearly that the man was the grown-up Snape.At this time, he didn't have the cold, stern, powerful, and intimidating features he had in the Potions class at Hogwarts later, and his voice trembled.

"Do not kill me!"

"That was not my intention." Dumbledore answered him in a cold tone, and Harry never thought that the kind old wizard would speak to people in such a cold tone. "How is it, Severus? What message does Lord Voldemort have for me?"

"No—no message—I came for myself!"

Snape wrung his hands and looked a bit distraught, his black tangled hair flying around his head.

"I - I brought an alarm - no, a request - please -"

"What can a Death Eater ask of me?"

"That - that prophecy... that prophecy... Trelawney..."

"Ah, yes," said Dumbledore, "how much did you convey to Voldemort?"

"Everything - everything I heard!" said Snape, "so - because of that - he thought it was Beryl Foggton!"

He mentioned Harry's mother's name, and Harry couldn't help shaking.A shudder of anger and disgust ran down his spine.

"The prophecy didn't say a woman," said Dumbledore, "it said a boy born at the end of July—"

"You know what I mean! He thinks it's Beryl's son, and he's going to hunt down Beryl—kill them all—"

"That's funny," Harry heard Dumbledore say in a tone that bordered on sneering. "Just a few months ago, I thought the important person to you was Lily Evans. Back then You came to me together and said it with all your heart—what are you talking about? You wish you had a chance to propose to your childhood friend, the Flower of Gryffindor at Hogwarts?—to me Say, Mr Snape, you are a lucky man."

Snape's expression was contorted, pale even in the night.He twitched his lips, evidently unable to speak in defense of himself.

The rumors that had been circulating around the school were true, Harry thought.Snape actually proposed to Professor Lily Evans, and he even told Dumbledore about it!But Professor Evans must have refused, right?Otherwise, why would he beg Dumbledore for Harry's mother at this time?

"I don't—I don't know if you understand why, but I...I'm definitely not without reason." Snape finally managed to speak, his voice trembling as if he was trying to hold back It's like suffering great and indescribable pain. "Everything... everything happened so suddenly and unbelievably, I..."

His nostrils fluttered, and his voice stopped abruptly, as if he didn't know how to speak anymore.

"Well, let's put Lily aside for now. A poor fiancée—she must have no idea what you've come to see me for today," said Dumbledore, finally stopping his taunting at Snape, " Since Beryl is so important to you, surely Voldemort will spare her death? Can't you beg him to spare that mother in exchange for her son?"

"I—I begged him—"

"You disgust me," said Dumbledore, and Harry had never heard Dumbledore speak in such a contemptuous tone.Snape seemed to shrink back a little. "Then you don't care about the life or death of her husband and children? They can die as long as you can get what you want?"

Snape said nothing, just looked up at Dumbledore.

"Then hide them all," he said hoarsely. "Keep her—their—safe. Please."

"And what will you give me in return, Severus?"

"In return?" Snape gaped at Dumbledore. Harry thought he would refuse, but after a long while, he managed to get a word out of his mouth: "Anything."

The hilltop disappeared, and Harry found himself outside a house in Godric's Hollow that looked familiar to him.For a moment, he wasn't sure whose perspective he was using, and whose memory he was in, but he subconsciously walked into the house, and found his father lying motionless on the stairs, obviously dead up.

Harry felt a little out of breath for a moment, and his eyes instantly turned red and sore as if they were about to overflow with angry and weak tears.He opened his mouth wide, wanting to bend down a little and see his father's appearance clearly.But at this moment, he seemed to be completely possessed by the owner of this memory—in this corridor full of death, he did not see anyone else, but his actions were completely out of his control—and The owner of this memory paused by James Potter's side for a brief moment, and then let out a gasp of surprise and grief, like a barely suppressed sob.

Harry finally figured out that the memory belonged to a woman - because the short sob sounded unmistakably that of a young woman.It was strange that he couldn't see her face and appearance at all, but in the memory of this scene, he could clearly feel almost all of her feelings.

He felt her cover her mouth quickly, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest with excitement, anger, sadness and disbelief.She squatted down slowly, stared at the man who fell on the ground, and said to herself in a trembling voice: "Prong, where is your wand?!"

Then this soft whisper seemed to break through the last bit of strength she used to disguise herself, tears fell from her eyes, and she seemed to want to reach out and touch James Bo, who closed her eyes tightly, for a moment. Turner's lifeless body seemed to hope in vain that everything in front of her was not real; but she quickly controlled her emotions, closed her eyes and took several deep breaths, then opened them again, Standing up, holding his breath, he carefully walked around James who was lying on the ground, and continued to walk upstairs to the bedroom along the corridor full of smoke and almost destroyed by the spell.

Then Harry saw a scene he'll never forget.In the bedroom, he saw himself as a baby sitting on the crib crying, his face was full of tears, and the fresh lightning-shaped scar on his forehead was still bleeding.And Snape knelt on the bedroom floor, holding the dead body of Harry's mother, Beryl Potter, in his arms, crying bitterly.

Harry saw his mother's beautiful long red hair draped over her face, her pale face without a trace of blood.And Snape's face also looked as if he was about to die, large teardrops undisguisedly rolled down from his eye sockets, drawing two distinct tear marks on his face.His crying sounded painful, as if he had lost the whole world.

Harry had expected that the owner of this memory—he was now almost certain that it was Lily Evans—would soon enter this bedroom filled with the smell of death and parting, but he guessed wrong.The young woman stopped outside the door, almost hiding her body in the shadow beside the door, silently staring at the crying man in the room.

After a long time, she finally looked past the man who had stopped crying in pain, and fell on the frightened little baby who was sobbing and tired from crying in the crib.Harry could feel her sad, sympathetic, pityful emotions, and then he saw that she had finally emerged from the shadows by the door, walked slowly to Snape's side, paused, and her eyes drifted gently to him. It was too late to wipe the tears from his face.But she didn't say anything, just walked again, passed him to the little bed, reached out and picked up little Harry from the bed, hugged him tightly, shook him gently, and wiped his face Tears, patted his back comfortingly coaxing him.

During this series of her actions, Snape's violent emotional outburst had ceased at some point.When she turned around from the crib with little Harry in her arms, the tears on Snape's face had disappeared, and his usual indifferent and empty expression had returned, just like a mask.

The author has something to say:

The second update on May 3:

I promised that there will be a second update today, and now I will post a special episode of HP~~

Then continue to update the next content of Dao Nanjuan on the 30th.

The first part of this episode was also let go before, of course it was replaced later hhh

So now put the part of the story that was replaced before in what the author has to say.

PS. The background of this episode is the plot of Harry using the Pensieve in the principal's room before the final Hogwarts battle.

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Without hesitation, Harry poked his head into the Pensieve that was already filled with silver-white memories on the desk in the principal's office.

Immediately he felt as if he had sunk headfirst into the sun, and his feet were on warm earth.He straightened up and found himself standing in the courtyard of Hogwarts Castle.Not far away came two people, as if they didn't see Harry's existence, they passed by his side and walked straight forward.Harry discovered that the two were the young Severus Snape and the girlish Lily Evans.

Harry felt a surge of excitement, but then saw that the conversation between Snape and Lily Evans seemed decidedly unhappy: their faces were tense.Harry took a few steps, and caught up to eavesdrop.

"...thought we were supposed to be friends?" Snape was talking. "Best friends?"

"Yeah, Sev. But I don't like the guys you're hanging out with—Avery and Mulciber, that's their name? Do you know what they were going to do to Mary Macdonald that day? ?”

Lily walked to a pillar and leaned against it, looking up at the sallow and thin face.

"That's nothing," said Snape, "just kidding, it's nothing—"

"That's black magic! If you think that's fun, you're crazy—" Lily said calmly.

"But what about Potter and his friends?" Snape demanded, blood rushing to his face again, and he seemed unable to contain the resentment.

Lily raised her eyebrows upon hearing this. "What's up with Potter?"

Harry guessed that the center of their quarrel had probably shifted from the two apparently evil Death Eater Slytherins to his father, James Potter.He recalled the memory of the pensieve he had accidentally seen in Snape's office in sixth grade - he concluded that his father's goal at Hogwarts was not his mother, but his Professor of Muggle Studies.

Snape argued, "They sneak out at night. There's something weird about that Lupine. He's always out, where?"

"He's sick," said Lily, somewhat perfunctorily, "they say he's sick—"

"When the moon is full?" Snape said.

"I know what you're thinking," Lily said, flatly. "You have a strange surmise, and intend to make me think they're as bad as you think."

Snape blushed a little.

"I... I just want you to see that they're not as good as everyone thinks they are."

She blushed under his intent gaze, and looked a little pleased to hear that he valued her.

"But they didn't use black magic." She lowered her voice, and her tone seemed to be softer. "I heard that you sneaked into that tunnel under the Whomping Willow that night, and James Potter was there..."

Snape's whole face was contorted and distorted, and he said angrily, "You think he's a hero? He's saving himself, and his friends! You can't—I won't let you—"

"Let me? Let me?"

Lily's bright green eyes were narrowed, and she looked a little interested, but somehow dangerous in her expression.

Snape flinched immediately.

"I didn't mean that - I just didn't want to see you being taken for a fool - he likes you, James Potter likes you!" The words seemed to be pulled out of his mouth with difficulty, "He didn't... Great Quidditch star, everyone thinks..." Pain and disgust made Snape incoherent, and Lily's eyebrows rose higher and higher on her forehead.

"I know James Potter is a self-righteous megalomaniac," Lily interrupted Snape with a sigh, "you don't need to tell me that. But the so-called humor of Mulciber and Avery is evil. Evil, Sev. I don't see how you can make friends with them."

Harry wondered if Snape had heard her criticism of Mulciber and Avery.As soon as Lily accused James Potter, his whole body relaxed.As they turned to walk away, Snape's steps became lighter again...

The scene disappears...

Harry watched as Snape left the Great Hall after taking the Defense Against the Dark Arts OWLs, watched him leisurely walk out of the castle, wandered aimlessly near the beech tree, James, Sirius, Lupine and the little Dwarf Peter is sitting together under a tree.But Harry didn't come near them this time, because he knew what happened after James taunted Severus in the air.He knew what they did and said, and hearing it again wouldn't make him happy.As he watched, Lily Evans stepped into the group to defend Snape.From a distance, he heard Snape yelling the unforgivable word at her in a rage: "Mudblood." Then Lily's face turned cold, and she threw down the white glove in front of Snape, demanding to be with him. He duels.

scene change...

It was evening, and Lily was wearing a dressing gown, standing in front of the portrait of the fat lady at the entrance of the Gryffindor tower. She seemed to be feeling a little cold, with her arms folded, her emerald green eyes calmly watching the pale face in front of her. Slytherin boys.

"Mary said you threatened to sleep here before I came out."

"She was talking nonsense. I didn't say that," Snape said dryly.Harry wondered why he was hanging around Gryffindor Tower when he was acting so ruthless.He should be huddled in the cold cellar that belonged to them Slytherin snakes.

"I hope you can show a more gentlemanly attitude when you treat other people." Lily sighed, she didn't seem to be angry because of Snape's attitude, but because of his rude words just now, she took There was a bit of moralizing energy.Harry guessed that Snape would not like her tone of voice.

But he miscalculated.Snape obviously didn't take Lily's lecture seriously, but he didn't turn his head away like Harry imagined.

"I'm just here to clarify one thing, and I'll leave after I finish." He didn't look at Lily at all, but fixed his eyes on a certain corner, "I definitely didn't mean to call you a Mudblood, I just—"

He paused, seemingly having difficulty speaking.Harry guessed that maybe even he had a hard time explaining why he called one of his apparently best friends a Mudblood.

But Lily Evans obviously understood his psychological changes better than Snape.She continued understandingly: "Is it just a slip of the tongue?"

Snape kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Lily didn't seem to expect him to say anything better, she said to herself: "Only words that come out of your mouth without thinking can fully reveal a person's heart. Your thoughts have been overwhelmed by your dear Death Eaters." Friends tainted—you can't wait to be under You-Know-Who, can you?"

His mouth opened, did not speak, and closed again.

"You call people of my origin a Mudblood, Severus. What's the difference between me?" Lily gazed at him sadly and calmly with her beautiful green eyes, "If one day they want to What do you do if you want to get rid of me?... Oh yes, maybe you don't care. I thought I could help you, but I failed..."

Snape finally looked up at her.

"I have my reasons - I'm not like James Potter and Sirius Black, the favorites of Gryffindor! They can get everything they want without effort, and I can only work hard on my own, and I may not be able to get--"

"We can't choose our origins, but we can't sell our souls for success." Lily interrupted him quietly and tiredly, as if she had repeated this sentence too many times, but it never had any effect.She sounded as if she had no confidence in Snape's ability to listen to her advice, and was just another futile effort out of an old friendship.

"I can't pretend anymore, you chose your way, I chose mine." There was a hint of emotion in her tone, "One day you will understand that everything I tried to tell you came from sincere concern ..."

Snape seemed to shake a bit. He struggled to say something more, but Lily didn't listen.She took a deep look at him, turned around and crawled back through the portrait hole...