Harry?

Snape's head dropped lower after hearing the name.

Of course he knew Harry's current situation. After all, the two of them would meet each other during Potions class, and points would be deducted from Gryffindor on a daily basis.

"Harry...what happened to him?"

Seeing him bowing his head in silence, Lily couldn't help but ask again.

She almost had an idea in her heart - about her son's current situation.

"He is very nice and has a lot of friends at school."

Snape heard this question and replied in a low voice.

Just like James Potter back then, that face looked more and more like him.

He hated seeing that face in Hogwarts. Because it will bring back memories that I don’t want to think of.

"Yeah."

Lily also leaned on the wall. After hearing this answer, she nodded lightly.

She didn't know whether what Snape said was true or false, but now that she is in Hogwarts, then It means that sooner or later, she will see her son.

When that time comes, she must take a good look at her son.

Thinking of what the blond wizard said, Lily subconsciously clenched her side teeth.

Petunia Dursley!

She never thought that her biological sister would actually let Harry sleep in the compartment on the stairs. Is that a place for people to sleep?

Sooner or later - she will have to question Petunia properly!

The snowstorm outside is getting more and more fierce. , the windows in the house were already covered with thick frost, and the fire was burning slowly, providing warmth to the silent room.

Snape didn't know when he was sitting on the ground, hiding under his clothes. The wand in his sleeve also fell from his hand.

He raised his head, and his eyes, which were originally like falcons, were now dim. He just looked at Lily in front of him blankly.

Whatever happened tonight, for him, It was simply unbelievable, just like being in a dream.

But... everything before him happened really.

The dead Lily was given to him as a gift.

Who was the person who resurrected Lily...

He wanted to What do you want to do?

Snape couldn't figure it out. After all, there were no clues about this matter at all.

"You became the Potions Professor?"

Lily looked at the bottles and jars around her with her emerald-green eyes, and asked Snape who was already sitting on the ground.

As her childhood sweetheart, she naturally knew about Snape's talent for potions - yes Said to be stronger than any wizard in the same class.

However, when she was dying, she heard James say that Snape had gone to help Voldemort.

But why could a Death Eater actually be in Hogwarts? She was blatantly becoming a professor?

What was even more outrageous was that Principal Dumbledore obviously agreed.

She really couldn’t understand.

"That's right - after you died I went to see Dumbledore and he allowed me to be the Potions Master at Hogwarts."

Snape looked at her and said

"The condition is to do anything for him."

Anything?

Lily strolled to the desk. She subconsciously looked at the photo frame placed on the table.

The photo frame looked very delicate, but only half of the photos stored in it remained.

"This photo - is it me?"

She whispered to herself.

Although only one body remained in this photo, and the face had long been burned to ashes.

But Lily could still recognize it at a glance.

After all, this photo was of her just entering Hogwart. It was taken when Snape was about to snap, before Severus said the insulting words.

Seeing the photo frame placed, Lily felt complicated.

And when Snape saw Lily who had already picked up the photo frame, he He didn't say anything to stop him. Instead, he stood up slowly with his hands on the wall.

He walked closer step by step.

"I originally wanted to use a repair spell, but the upper part was blown into powder by that smelly rat, and the spell couldn't be restored at all."

He said tremblingly.

Stinky mouse?

Lily quickly realized that the mouse Severus was talking about was Peter Pettigrew.

She gently touched the edge of the picture frame with her slender fingers, and then carefully put it down. on the table

"That robe you're wearing - where did it come from?"

Snape looked at the green robe on her body and asked in a hoarse voice.

This green robe is exclusive to Slytherin.

"……Sorry, I can't tell."

Lily was silent for a while, shook her head and said helplessly.

She also wanted to tell the existence of the blond wizard, but the controlled body could not make any sound - as long as it was about that person

"Yeah."

Snape also understood what Lily meant.

A really terrible curse can actually control the dead at will - the person who invented this curse is far more terrifying than Voldemort.

The sky gradually darkened, and the fire in the fireplace It also gradually became darker and darker.

Snape used the Levitation Charm to add some firewood to prevent the temperature in the room from getting cold.

If he was alone, it would not matter whether it was cold or not.

But now it is obvious that there is an extra Lily

"It's getting late, you can sleep here while I'm going out."

Snape looked at Lily, who was sitting in a chair and tightly wrapped in her robe, and couldn't help but say.

Staying silent like this is not an option, especially like this. He might as well go outside and calm down.

At least adjust his mentality first, and then face it again Lily was resurrected.

After saying that, he was about to get up and leave the basement.

But as soon as he reached the door, Snape heard the sound from behind.

He put his hand down from the door handle, He turned slightly sideways.

Lily, who was originally sitting on the chair, had followed behind him at some point.

"I can't leave you..."

Lily shook her head absentmindedly and responded. Her body was no longer under her control.

The moment she saw Snape preparing to leave the room, she was originally breathing a sigh of relief.

But her body But he followed him involuntarily.

Is this what it means to be treated as a gift?

Can't escape, can't stay away...

That damn blond wizard - why did you resurrect me!

………

The room is filled with requests.

Miss Granger was sitting cross-legged on the bed, quietly reading the astrology book in her hand.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Lorne also lay beside her.

Thinking of the gift he sent tonight, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Professor Snape will definitely like that gift!

"What are you thinking, smiling so... evilly?"

Hermione shrank her white feet inside and couldn't help asking softly.

"Of course I'm thinking of--Dear Miss Granger. Lorne replied with a smile.

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