Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

Harry expected them to say something - words from which he could deduce something - but before they could talk, the scene was cut short.The bedroom was gone, and the next second Harry was standing in Dumbledore's office, something making a horrible noise, like some kind of wounded animal.Snape slumped against a wall by the doorway, his body leaned forward, his head bowed, his greasy black hair hanging down to block his expression.Dumbledore stood before him, looking stern.After a moment, Snape raised his face. It seemed that he had lived through 100 years of suffering since the scene on the top of the moor.

"I thought...you would...keep her...safe..."

"She and James have made the mistake of trusting others," said Dumbledore, walking to the window and resting his hands on the sill, looking out at the night sky. "Like you, Severus. Didn't you also expect Voldemort to spare her life?"

Snape's breathing was feeble, gasping like a fish out of water, his expression pained.

"Her son survived," said Dumbledore.

Snape shook his head violently, as if trying to dislodge an annoying fly.

"Her son is still alive, and his eyes are the same as his mother's. I think, you must remember Beryl Fogerton's eyes, the shape and the color, right?"

"No!" Snape yelled, "It's gone... dead..."

"Is this remorse, Severus?"

"I hope... I hope it's me who dies..."

"What use is that to anyone else?" said Dumbledore coldly. "If you love Prirell Foggton, if you really love her, the way is clear for you."

There seemed to be a mist of pain in front of Snape's eyes, and Dumbledore's words seemed to take a long time to reach his ears.

"You—what did you say?"

"You know how and why she died. Don't let her sacrifice be in vain. Help me protect Beryl's son."

"He needs no protection. The Dark Lord is gone—"

"The Dark Lord will return, and then Harry Potter will be in dire danger."

After a long silence, Snape slowly controlled himself and breathed freely.Finally he said: "Very well. Very well. But please don't—don't tell, Dumbledore! Only you and I! You swear! I can't stand it... especially Potter's son... I I swear to you!"

"Should I swear, Severus, never to reveal the best side of you?" Dumbledore came over, looked at Snape's agitated and pained face, and sighed, "If you insist on ..."

Snape nodded vigorously, quickly.Dumbledore's voice seemed as deep and distant as it sounded in another dimension.

"Can you risk your life to protect that child at all times?"

The office disappeared, only to resurface shortly afterwards.Snape paced up and down in front of Dumbledore.

"—like his father, mediocre, haughty, disciplinarian, showy, attention-grabbing, insolent—"

"You saw what you expected to see, Severus," said Dumbledore, reading a copy of Transfiguration Today, without looking up. "The other teachers said the boy was modest, Easygoing and talented. I personally found him to be a likable kid as well."

Dumbledore turned a page and said without raising his head, "By the way, you probably don't know that Lily used to dress up as a variety of different characters every holiday to visit Harry, right?"

Snape stopped suddenly and asked incredulously, "What did you say?!"

Dumbledore's eyes were still fixed on the page, and he seemed to answer casually, "Lily cares about the child, Severus."

Snape's face was pale, and he muttered to himself, "But...why?"

"Oh, maybe it's because she has no one else close to care about." Dumbledore said casually, as if he didn't notice what he was talking about at all. "My sister drove her out of the house, and the people who expressed their willingness to marry her have always avoided her... I think she cared about that lonely child, as if she didn't want to see anyone else as lonely as herself."

A muscle in Snape's face was twitching, as if enduring excruciating pain.He didn't respond to Dumbledore's words.

Dumbledore turned another page, as if the magazine's articles were fascinating.

"By the way, pay attention to Quirrell, okay?"

Snape stared at Dumbledore, with a look of surprise and puzzlement on his face.

Dumbledore finally put down the magazine with a slightly sly smile on his face.

"He was trying to get close to Lily...I don't believe he was aimless." His blue eyes shone funny behind the half-moon lenses, "But it's interesting that Lily didn't immediately show her refusal— "

Snape's face seemed even uglier.Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, pretending not to notice the Potions professor's expression.

"It's her behavior that makes me think we need to pay attention to Quirrell."

The Potions professor couldn't have looked any worse.He said in a smooth tone: "Well, when are you going to be responsible for driving away unwelcome suitors for your employees? I don't remember you being so kind—"

Dumbledore looked at him with an amused look on his face.

"'Unwelcome suitor'? Is that how you define Quirrell's approach to Lily in your eyes, Severus?"

Snape's face became horrific, he looked as if he was about to draw out his wand in the next second and give Dumbledore a "forget it all".

The colors swirled, everything around them darkened, and Snape and Dumbledore stood a little apart in the hall.The last of the Yule Ball pass them by and go back to sleep.

"How is it?" Dumbledore asked softly.

"Karkaroff's mark has also turned black. He's nervous and worried about punishment. You know he helped the Ministry a lot after the Dark Lord fell." Snape looked sideways at Dumbledore's crooked nose. "Karkaroff intends to run away if the mark burns."

"Really?" said Dumbledore softly, as Fleur Delacour and Roger Davies came in from the playground, giggling just past them.

They didn't show any interest or attention to the Hogwarts principal and professors standing in the hall, but Dumbledore's expression suddenly moved slightly.Harry noticed that his eyes were narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of a smile in them.

"Severus, what I want to ask you is not this, but how do you feel about your dancing performance tonight?"

Snape's face turned black instantly.He scowled—and at this moment Harry couldn't help but sigh a little, the young man who had looked timid and cowering on the wild hillside in the middle of the night in Dumbledore's memory had completely disappeared—and stared at Deng sternly. Bullido, his tone was stiff.

"I thought we were talking about business."

"We're talking about business." Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at the backs of Fleur and Roger, and there was a faint smile in his voice. "I thought you enjoyed those two pieces of Dancing with the Gryffindor Flower—"

"That's what you tricked me into doing with the horn of the horned llama!" Snape growled at Dumbledore unbearably, "and damn it I haven't got it yet!"

"Oh, no, no, you will get it." Dumbledore replied perfunctorily, "I have asked Lily to get it, and she will hand it over to you in a while."

Snape looked so enraged by Dumbledore's arbitrariness that he could hardly speak.

Dumbledore straightened his face and changed the subject nonchalantly. "Well, then, let's go on to Karkaroff—poor man, I think he's going to be frightened. If he runs away, do you plan to go with him?"

"No," said Snape, his dark eyes quickly regaining their former composure, "I'm not such a coward."

"Yes," agreed Dumbledore, "you are far braver than Igor Karkaroff by far. You know, I sometimes think our classification is too hasty..."

He walked away, leaving Snape standing where he was, head bowed.His slightly longer black hair hung down the sides of his face, obscuring his expression; but Harry always felt that there was an unusual sense of depression and gloom about him.

His figure dissipated like ink splattered in water, and this time, before the scene clearly appeared, Harry heard Snape's voice full of resentment and sarcasm.

"...his arrogance is even on par with his father! And he seems to be enjoying his fame!"

Then Harry heard his own voice rising angrily.

"Don't speak ill of my father!"

The scene in front of him became clear, it was Hogwarts late at night, on a certain spiral staircase, Snape grabbed his arm and quickly descended the stairs, his face was full of disgust, as if he wished Harry could go down for a minute Just like disappearing in this castle.

"James Potter, lazy, arrogant—"

Harry heard his own voice protest, "My father was a great man!"

Snape snapped at Harry coldly, "Your father is a pig!"

Harry couldn't figure out how this scene could be in the Pensieve without Dumbledore or Lily Evans.He guessed that Dumbledore or Snape must have told Lily Evans, or that she had been hiding in the shadows around the corner of the staircase and seen all this?

Then the scene changed again—this time, Harry was still standing in the Headmaster's office.It was night, and Dumbledore was slumped weakly on the throne-like chair behind the table, looking delirious.His right hand was drooping, charred and black.Lily Evans stood beside him with an anxious expression on her face, holding his shoulder.Snape murmured an incantation, focused his wand on that wrist, and without looking, passed forward a cup of thick golden liquid with his left hand.Lily Evans took it immediately, and carefully poured the liquid into Dumbledore's mouth.After a while, Dumbledore's eyelids fluttered a few times and opened.

"Why," said Snape, "why did you wear that ring? It has a charm on it, you must know. Why do you even touch it?"

Marvolrogant's ring lay cracked on the table in front of Dumbledore, next to Gryffindor's sword.

Dumbledore smiled wryly.

"I... I did something stupid. The temptation is too great..."

"What temptation?"

Dumbledore didn't answer.

"It's a miracle you're back here!" said Snape angrily. "There's a particularly powerful enchantment on that ring, and the best we can hope to contain is that. I've temporarily imprisoned the enchantment in a hand-"

Dumbledore raised the blackened, useless hand and examined it carefully, as if facing a very interesting antique.

"You've done a great job, Severus. How much time do you think I have?"

Dumbledore's tone was relaxed and casual, as if he was asking about the weather forecast.Snape hesitated, then said, "I can't say, maybe a year. There is no way to stop such a curse forever. It will always spread eventually, and the curse will only grow stronger with time."

Dumbledore smiled.He had less than a year left, and the news seemed insignificant to him.

"I'm lucky, very lucky, to have you by my side, Severus."

"If you had called me earlier, I might have been able to take some steps and buy you more time!" Snape said angrily, looking down at the broken ring and the sword. Can the ring break the spell?"

"Almost... I must have lost my head..." said Dumbledore.Then Snape's anger seemed to shift. He glared angrily at Lily Evans, who had been silent beside Dumbledore, and said sarcastically, "You've been here all this time? Why didn't you stop him? Didn't you Can't you see that this is a trap? You can only watch him die?..."

Before Lily Evans could speak, Dumbledore stopped Snape from speaking. "Severus, don't judge Lily. There's nothing she can do about it." He said wearily. "I went to Gaunt's house alone... Maybe I should take you with me..."

"Then one of you will come back with one hand in the dark like this, and sit here planning how to revise your will for the next year." Lily Evans interrupted Dumbledore abruptly, Her face was stern, and her complexion was unprecedentedly dignified and ugly, as if she was very angry, but she didn't know who to be angry with.She pursed her lips angrily, glared at Dumbledore and Snape, and said, "...the Resurrection Stone Ring! I can almost imagine who you two are planning to resurrect!..."

Harry waited for her to name the man - the man Albus Dumbledore would have risked his life to resurrect - but Lily Evans stopped, staring angrily at the two men in front of him.

Harry didn't feel any disappointment either.He guessed that Dumbledore probably wanted to resurrect his parents and his young sister Ariana, while Snape undoubtedly wanted Harry's mother, Bril Potter, to be resurrected.That ring must be one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, imbued with very powerful and vicious dark magic.Now Harry finally understands a little bit why Dumbledore insisted on drinking those evil potions when he later followed Dumbledore to find another Horcrux - Slytherin's locket.He thinks that since he is not long in the world, he should try to solve all these problems while he is still alive, and take all the risks he should take——

There was a moment of silence in the room.Then Harry saw Dumbledore struggling to straighten himself up in his chair, and forced a change of subject unnaturally. "...But that's good too, it makes things easier."

Snape seemed completely bewildered.Dumbledore smiled.

"I mean Voldemort's plan around me. His plan to have that poor Malfoy boy kill me."

Snape sat down in Harry's usual chair, facing Dumbledore across the table.Harry could see that he wanted to talk more about Dumbledore's cursed hand, but Dumbledore held up his scorched hand as a polite gesture of reluctance to continue the subject.Lily Evans was still standing beside Dumbledore, facing Snape, but both of them looked in different directions as if they were trying to avoid eye contact with each other; An awkward and unnatural atmosphere.

Snape frowned and said, "The Dark Lord didn't expect Draco to succeed. This was just to punish Lucius for his latest failure. It's not right for Draco's parents to see their son fail and then pay the price." It's a blunt knife that cuts flesh."

"Anyway, the boy was as definitely condemned to death as I was," said Dumbledore. "I suppose it would be you who would take over the job should Draco fail?"

There was a brief silence.Harry noticed that Snape seemed to be casting a quick glance at Lily Evans.But he didn't understand what Snape was trying to do by paying attention to Lily Evans' reaction when the subject was being brought up.

"I think the Dark Lord designed it that way," Snape replied quickly, in a deadpan, emotionless tone.

"Did Voldemort foresee that in the near future he would no longer need spies at Hogwarts?"

"He believes the school will soon be under his control, yes."

"If the school does fall into his hands," said Dumbledore, interjecting as if on the spur of the moment, "I want you to swear that you will do everything in your power to protect the students at Hogwarts, will you?"

Snape nodded stiffly.Lily Evans' eyes seemed to stay on his face for a moment, but soon she maintained the previous state of not squinting.

"Very well. Well, you first need to figure out what Draco is up to. A panicked teenager is dangerous not only to himself, but to others. Offer him help and guidance, and he should accept, he likes you— —”

"—after his father fell out of favor, he didn't like me that much. Draco blamed me for taking Lucius' place."

"Never mind, try it. I'm more concerned about the accidental victim of any of the boy's plans than I am about myself. Of course, ultimately there's only one way to save him from Voldemort's wrath."

Snape raised his eyebrows and asked sarcastically, "You're going to let him kill you?"

"Of course not. You must kill me."

There was a long silence, and there was only a strange rattling sound in the room.Phoenix Fox gnawing on a small cuttlefish bone.

"Do you want me to do it now?" Snape asked, his tone thick with sarcasm, "or do you need a little time to conceive a tombstone?"

"Oh, not yet," Dumbledore said with a smile, "I think that moment will come when it should come. Judging from what happened tonight," he pointed to his withered hand, "we can Definitely it will happen within a year."

"Since you don't care about dying," Snape said gruffly, "why don't you let Draco do it?"

"The boy's soul hasn't been completely ruined," said Dumbledore, "and I don't want to tear it apart for my sake."

There was a very strange, very pained look on Snape's face.His voice sounded like it was forced out of his throat, a painful hiss.

"And my soul, Dumbledore? Where's mine?"

Harry saw that at this moment, Lily Evans, who had been avoiding Snape's eyes from the beginning of this scene, finally turned to look at Snape, her green eyes seemed to be vaguely There was a mist of sadness, as if he felt the helplessness and pain when Snape asked this question.But she didn't say anything, and before Snape raised his eyes, she looked away very deliberately, as if trying to pretend she hadn't noticed his question just now.

"Only you know that helping an old man from pain and disgrace will not hurt your soul," said Dumbledore. "Severus, I beg you to do this great thing for me, because death is a certainty for me. as if the Chudley Cannons are going to be last in the league this year. To be honest, I'd rather die quickly and painlessly than procrastinate and embarrassingly, say, with Greyback Involved—I hear Voldemort enlisted him, too? Or fell into the hands of dear Bellatrix, who likes to play with her food before she eats it?"

His tone was light, but those blue eyes looked at Snape sharply, as they had once looked at Harry, and seemed to see the soul they were talking about.Finally, Snape nodded slightly.

Dumbledore seemed satisfied.

"Thank you, Severus…"

The office disappeared, and in the twilight, Snape and Dumbledore strolled together in the deserted playground of the castle.

"You and Potter are in detention together these nights, Severus? Before long, the boy will spend more time in detention than he is free."

"He's a double of his father—"

"Maybe in appearance, but he is more like his mother in his bones. I stay with Harry because I have something to discuss with him, and I have to give him some information before it is too late."

"Information," said Snape, "you trust him . . . and you don't trust me."

"It's not a matter of trust or mistrust. You and I both know that my time is limited. I have to give the boy enough information to get him to do what needs to be done."

"Then why can't I get the same information?"

"I don't want to keep all my secrets in one basket, especially one that hangs on Voldemort's arm a lot of the time."

"I did as you ordered!"

"You've done an excellent job. Don't think I underestimate the danger you're in at all times, Severus. Only telling Voldemort what appears to be valuable information, and keeping the most important information to myself, is a job I only I can give it to you."

"But you trust a little boy who doesn't even know Occlumency, his magic is mediocre, and he can directly connect to the mind of the Dark Lord!"

"Voldemort was terrified of that connection," said Dumbledore. "Not long ago, he had a taste of what it meant to him to share Harry's thoughts. He had never felt that pain. He never would." Tried to control Harry, I'm sure, at least not in that way."

"I don't know."

"Voldemort's soul was so mutilated that he couldn't stand being near Harry's, like tongue on frozen steel, flesh on fire—"

"Soul? We're talking about minds!"

"In the case of Harry and Voldemort, the two are the same thing."

Dumbledore looked around to make sure there was no one else but the two of them.They were now near the Forbidden Forest, but there was no one around.

"Severus, after you killed me—"

"You won't tell me anything, and yet you expect me to do you that little favor!" Snape growled, real anger flashing across his thin face, "You take a lot of things for granted, Dumbledore! Maybe I'll change my mind!"

"You swore, Severus. Speaking of your service to me, I remember you promised to keep an eye on our young Slytherin friend, didn't you?"

Snape looked exasperated and unconvinced.Dumbledore sighed.

"Come to my office at eleven o'clock tonight, Severus, and you won't complain that I don't trust you..."

They went back to Dumbledore's office, it was dark outside the window, Fawkes stayed quietly, and then Harry was a little surprised to see Lily Evans who hadn't appeared in the previous scene.She was standing at the desk in the principal's office, looking around awkwardly.

"Don't be nervous, Lily. You can stay there later." Dumbledore pointed to a large wooden cabinet in the corner with a relaxed expression.Lily Evans walked over and flung open the door.It was dark inside.

"I think... this is not a disappearing cabinet, is it? Professor Dumbledore?" Her face was still a little nervous, but she joked, her voice trembling slightly.

Dumbledore seemed to appreciate her humor, he chuckled and said, "Of course not. Where do you want to teleport yourself, Lily?"

Before Lily Evans could speak, there was a light knock on the door of the principal's office.As soon as her expression changed, she immediately got into the cabinet and closed the door.Dumbledore waved his wand, casting some spell around the chest.Just as he was finishing all this, the door to the headmaster's office opened and Snape walked in.

【To Be Contiuned...】

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The second update on May 5:

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PS.1. The background of this episode is the plot of Harry using the Pensieve in the principal's office before the final Hogwarts battle.

2. Biconia is another identity that the girl disguises as using advanced disguise techniques, a member of the Order of the Phoenix under the direct leadership of Deng Xiaoping, and a one-line contact with the professor hhh

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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: "The words that blurted out without thinking