HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

The first thing he did when he arrived at Malfoy Manor was to stare at Lucius with expectant little eyes.

"Uncle Lucius, my daddy, daddy!! Where is he?"

As soon as the two of them put their luggage on the ground, the welcoming house elf snapped their fingers, the luggage shook on the spot, and disappeared with a snap.

"It's all delivered to my room." Draco raised his chin coldly at the house-elf.

"Yes, little master Draco."

Lucius seldom stretched out a hand to press Harry's messy hair—that hair was Draco's pain, and it couldn't be done perfectly every morning, although Harry was satisfied.

"Luki, where's the lady?"

Shaking the light gray apron on his body, the house-elf replied respectfully, "Mrs. and Mrs. Lily are in Master James' room."

Lucius walked into the corridor while taking off the cloak on his body: "Draco, Harry, you go and change first, and the elf will bring you to the room later." Harry followed Draco obediently to the other side. Walking in one direction, I heard Lucius' voice asking. "How is James today?"

"Master James is still comatose, but much more stable." Lu Qi thought for a while, "Madam and Madam Lily still don't drink medicine." I also know how difficult it is to get a comatose patient to take medicine.

Harry tugged on the small bow tie, looking at the tightly buttoned clothes with a headache: "Draco, can I not be so strict in dressing, I am not like this in my own home."

It was Draco who answered Harry standing in front of the full-length mirror, flicking left and right, touching his hair from time to time.

"Hey, you only got your hair done before you left in the morning, and today hasn't passed yet, can't you?" Harry rolled his eyes, snickered and quickly reached out to rub Draco's hair.

"Merlin, what are you doing!" Draco's expression cracked, and he grabbed Harry's hand and fixed it on his head. "I finally got it right!"

"Hey..." Harry smiled dryly and pulled out his hand, not forgetting to grab it when he was done.

"Harry, you also want me to help you with your hair, don't you?" Draco took out a large piece of hair gel and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. Harry was startled, and his mouth was wide open for a while.

"Draco, you can't do this!" Harry screamed and turned around and ran.

The two little guys walked around the room until Lu Qi knocked on the door.

When Harry entered James' room, he saw James lying quietly on the bed. Lily had been sitting on the bench by the door. When Harry came in, she patted Harry on the shoulder and hugged him. .

Narcissa sat beside Lily, just sat quietly, holding Lily's hand, nodding and smiling slightly at Harry.

"Lucius gave James the medicine just now, and now he is going to rest." Seeing Draco's puzzled eyes looking for someone, Narcissa explained.

"Harry, how are you doing at school? James said you fell on a broomstick, how did you get hurt? Are you okay?" Lily patted Harry's body, trying to see if there was anything wrong. "How was the situation the other day? Lucius didn't even tell us."

Harry looked at James out of the corner of his eyes, and when he heard Lily's question, he didn't know how to answer. He looked at Lily in embarrassment, and said, "I'm fine, I'm not hurt, do you think Madam Pomfrey will Let me go out of the hospital?" He gave Lily a reassuring look, and Harry let go of Lily's embrace: "I'll go and see Daddy first, I'll tell you about what happened a few days ago, Mummy."

For James, Harry is guilty. Draco said that he may have been affected by the poison to become a different look, but why is it James? He didn't want to hurt anyone except Quirrell, but the result turned out to be so...

Harry held James' hand and didn't want to let it go. He squatted beside the bed and called Daddy in a low voice, whispering everything he wanted to say to James, as well as apologizing.There are many whimsical topics between them, about pranks, about the new inventions of the James Company, and about those Muggle cars. He always knew that James and Lily had something to hide from him, and he had always done a lot for himself. What should be done can be seen from the battle with Quirrell this time, and Draco and Uncle Lucius are around to help him.

He sat by the bed and thought about the relationship between James and Lucius, what Lucius did with James, Draco's hesitant expression, and the harmony between Lily and Narcissa sitting together , that pair of hands that are clasped.

There was a possibility that he suddenly couldn't imagine.

When Draco came to Harry and asked him to eat, Harry still had an expression that I couldn't understand, and he asked Draco bitterly: "Draco, why is the relationship between our father and mother so strange?" ?”

In fact, I have to say that Harry, you are in a certain way the truth.

Mr. Snape came to Malfoy Manor after a few days of vacation, and he patted the ashes that seemed to be absent on his body with a dark face.

"Lucius, can you stop cleaning your fireplace so diligently, as soon as I came out, I saw three myself in the fireplace! Stupid white peacock, thinking of seeing his own stupidity all the time."

"Sev, this is just to let the guests pay more attention to their appearance, this is the most basic etiquette!" Lucius winked at Snape without a trace.

Snape almost punched him, "How could I become good friends with a peacock in heat like you! Merlin is really blind, and there is no suitable potion to treat my eyes! Hurry up, Potter Where is that bastard! I'm pressed for time, and I still have potions in the cauldron." Snape fiddled with his potions box, and followed Lucius to the room.

With Draco's help, Snape was very satisfied, and quickly drew James' blood, then swung his wand and chanted a few jerky spells to check James' body. After drinking the soothing potion for a few days, the effect was still good.

"I'll get the potion ready as soon as possible, here! Stupid! Potter!" Snape looked at James' sickly look with joy—well, that's how it was in Snape's eyes, "At the Before the first-stage antidote is made, Lucius, you continue to feed pottery to Potter, but let me find that Potter's mouth is swollen like a German sausage, I think I can give you some potions to suppress lust."

"Cough!" Lucius flicked his eyes to the two children beside him, trying to get Snape to stop burying himself.

Snape acted as if he hadn't seen it, and continued to speak his own words, explaining the doctor's orders, just like other doctors. "If Potter wakes up during this period, tell me as soon as possible, well, I should go back. Dear Lily, are you interested in going to my spider's end alley? I'm sorry I was just busy, um, Potter I didn't have time to say hello to you." Speaking of which, Lily was the only friend who could approach and talk to Snape when he was making the potion, not even a bad friend like Lucius.

"I'm honored, Sev." Lily quickly followed behind Snape: "How have you been all these years? It just so happens that I also want to give you some more information about that poison—after all, I'm the main producer."

"This is the best way." Snape nodded, and continued with a slumped face: "I think we should go, the time for the potion in the cauldron is almost up, and I came here just in time."

Lily greeted Lucius and Narcissa and followed into the fireplace. Narcissa gave Lucius a helpless smile: "Would Sev blame us for not reporting it? You must know the relationship between him and Lily. Quite deep, when he learned that Lily was dead, his emotions... Hey, if it wasn't like this, Gildero wouldn't..."

"Don't worry about Sissy, some things and some people will always return to the best position along their own trajectory." Lucius put his arms around Narcissa's shoulders, and nodded to Draco and Harry who were whispering: "Let's go back to stay with James, how about you?"

Harry and Draco looked at each other and followed Lucius.

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"So you haven't looked for him in the past few years?" Lily looked at the busy Snape with hopeless eyes. "Oh, Sev, you really, you really can't do without the crucible in this life! No one will know when you die in the crucible in the future."

Snape held the stirring spoon and looked at Lily seriously: "Actually, it's a good choice to be with the cauldron." But his sallow face and greasy hair made his words sound terrible. letter.

Lily shrugged, shook her head and continued to silently write her poison formula.

Two people, one writing and the other making potions, seem to be very harmonious. Although they are rushing to different things, I remember that when I was still at Hogwarts, the two often wrote things and made potions. Is it the one who wrote things? One also summed up every conclusion and process that the person who made the potion came to in the process of making the potion.

"So, you and James stayed in Potter Manor for ten years? Then you went to the opened Evelson Castle?" Snape said a question in his plain language, and Lily found a strong familiarity with his gorgeous accent. feel. "It's really surprising that you are a pure-blood nobleman, and Eveson, who is more noble than Malfoy."

"Actually, everything is fine. For me, nobles are the place to protect our family. Only that home makes me feel warm and I can protect Harry. Well, James thinks so too."

"Well, as much as I hate to admit it, from what I've heard recently, I have to say that James has matured a lot."

Lily couldn't help laughing when she heard this, how could she be so ignorant after living and dying all her life?

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