In the bedroom, Harry Potter, who was still a baby, sat in his cot and cried, his round face covered with tears, and the fresh lightning-shaped scar on his forehead was still bleeding. Snape knelt on the bedroom floor, clutching the lifeless body of Harry's mother, Brielle Potter, in his arms, and wept bitterly.

Willow Springs: She always knew that Berriel Potter also had the same physiognomy that Lily Evans most emphasized in the original book—red hair, green eyes, and a beautiful face—even if that beauty was not as beautiful as the lively and vibrant, radiant Lily, it was still a very eye-catching, quiet beauty.

But at this moment, Bryer's beautiful long red hair was scattered over her face, and there was not a trace of blood on her pale face. Snape's face looked like he was about to die, and large tears rolled down his eyes unabashedly, creating two distinct tear streaks on his face. His cries sounded heart-wrenching, as if he had lost the whole world.

Liu Quan stopped outside the door, staring at the bedroom that was full of death and parting. After a few moments, she moved silently, but instead of entering the bedroom, she hid her body almost entirely in the shadows by the door, silently staring at the weeping man in the room.

She finally understands one thing now, and that is that the strength of the plot is almost irreversible.

Lily Evans is no longer the same Lily she used to be, James Potter's wife and Harry Potter's mother. But Snape was still in love with the woman who occupied both positions. He was destined to forever miss a woman in the story that he would never get and would never see. In the eyes of others, even this nostalgia is a sin, and the woman who sacrificed himself for his son is not something he should never forget—but it all happened so really in front of her eyes.

And what kind of methods and powers can she have to reverse such a powerful plot inertia and achieve her ultimate mission?

After a long time, her gaze finally passed over the man who had stopped crying in pain, and fell on the frightened baby in the cot, who was tired of crying and sobbing.

She felt a gloom, looked at the child, who had a round face and looked like a big doll, with sympathy and pity, and then hesitated for a moment before finally stepping out of the shadows by the door.

She walked through the door, her steps so light that she could barely hear a sound. Yet Snape was so alert that even as he was weeping and mourning the woman he loved most, he immediately noticed the sound of broken and silent footsteps. He turned his head abruptly.

It seemed to him that the fake Lily had a stiff and pale mask on her face. She didn't make contact with Snape, and slowly walked to his side, pausing, her gaze drifting gently to his face, which had not had time to wipe away tears. But she didn't say anything, just walked again, swept him to the cot, reached out and picked up little Harry from the bed, hugged him tightly in her arms, shook him gently, wiped the tears from his face, patted him on the back and coaxed him soothingly.

In her series of movements, Snape's previous violent emotional outbursts had somehow stopped. By the time she turned from the crib with little Harry in her arms, the tears on Snape's face had disappeared, and his usual cold, empty expression was like a mask.

Liu Quan didn't ask him stupid questions like "Do you love her?" It only made her look disgusting. This man was destined to fall in love with a woman he could not get, to lose her for his own faults, and then to make a promise to protect her son, and to keep it until his death, never backing down. This is his fate, the fate he is destined to in the plot. She had to change all that, but now that she had suddenly lost faith and hope, she couldn't see that she had a greater power to turn it all around.

All she could do was keep going and never give up until the end. Never before had she realized that her fate was tied to the story and the people in it. He lived, and she was able to return home. If he dies again according to the plot arrangement, what awaits her?

Before, she avoided thinking about it out of fear, and it wasn't until today, seeing the deaths of James and Brielle Potter, and Severus Snape's tears, that she knew she couldn't let that happen again.

Because she had seen too many of her friends die in front of her. Because she wants to keep these important companions alive as much as possible—

Tears suddenly choked her throat.

Little Harry in her arms sobbed, and she suddenly came to her senses, and quickly stroked his head with her hand, holding him in her arms and patting him for comfort.

There was a dead silence on Snape's face. His gaze slid over little Harry's face, sobbing in fear, up to Willow Spring's, and then stopped. The depths of his eyes gradually glowed with an extremely cold and bright light. The tiny light grew larger and larger, and at last expanded into a small flame, which turned into a flame again, burning brightly under his gloomy eyes.

"What are you doing here, impostor?!" his voice was deep and tinged with a hint of obvious hoarseness. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but he was still half-kneeling on the ground, staring at her with two small flames gradually rising from his dark eyes—

"What are you doing here?!" he asked, as if gritting his teeth.

However, at that moment, Liu Quan seemed to be able to feel the deep pain and sorrow that appeared in his heart. His anger was directed at her not so much as at himself—he hated himself for being powerless and helpless against all the tragedy that was happening in front of him, hating himself for not being able to prevent it from happening even with all his might. She can also feel this feeling. Or rather, she had already experienced this taste of despair, anger, helplessness, and self-loathing many times.

Severus ......" She finally moved her lips, only to find her throat tight.

“...... I'm sorry. ”

Her soft response seemed to provoke him for a moment. He straightened his back sharply, but before he could say anything, they heard a sudden and terrible roar from downstairs.

"James!James!!Brillier!...... Harry"

Liu Quan was shocked and immediately turned in the direction of the door. She quickly heard the identity of the person in the voice, and without thinking about anything else, she immediately bent down and grabbed one of Snape's arms.

"That's Siris...... Severus, you must go now!" she said urgently, staring pleadingly at Snape's pale face.

He had laid Beriel Potter's body back on the ground, and he was still kneeling beside hers, his expression numb and hollow, as if he hadn't heard her.

Liu Quan was anxious. Now is not the time for Cialis Black to see Severus Snape here!

Liu Quan hurriedly repeated what he had just said.

"Let's go, Severus, let's go now...... You can't let others see you here...... Severus, please—"

Snape finally turned his face slowly. His dark eyes slowly focused on her face, and he whispered the name she had just said.

"Siris...... Blake?!"

His expression suddenly became extremely terrifying. Word by word, he suppressed a certain emotion in his voice and asked, "Who is the secret in this room?!Is it him?!"

Before Liu Quan could answer, she heard a few more faint "pops" outside the house, as if a few people had phantasmically arrived. She reacted immediately, regardless of whether or not the room had been cast by James or Beriel with an anti-illusion spell, and with their deaths, the spell had become invalid.

She was almost certain that the men who had arrived were either Aurors from the Ministry of Magic or the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix, the latter being more likely—so as a double agent who had not been exposed so far, if they found out that Snape was here, the only conclusion they could draw was that Snape had come with Voldemort, and that he was an accomplice in the murder of the Potters!

Liu Quan felt the blood rush to the top of his head in an instant. She immediately reached into her pocket and quickly pulled out the keychain. She still wrapped the handkerchief around the keychain, and with a slight shake of her left hand, she slid the two corners of the handkerchief to the sides, revealing the lily-shaped keychain wrapped in it.

She heard the sound of Siris rushing upstairs, and then he let out a terrible scream of great sorrow and amazement. He had apparently seen the remains of his best brother.

Willow Springs' handkerchief was immediately cleverly placed in her hand so that she would not touch the portkey directly—and then her attention was not on Snape's side at all, but turned to the door, as if she was going to rush out immediately and fight with the big black dog that had leaked the secret, and the keychain fell from the handkerchief into Snape's palm with a slight shake of her hand.

It happened suddenly, and Snape didn't have time to think, his body reacted instinctively, subconsciously grabbing the thing that fell into his hand. Willow Spring only had time to see Snape look back in amazement for a moment, and then suddenly there was a flash in front of her eyes, and Snape's figure disappeared from the room.

She still held the handkerchief in her hand, but the keychain wrapped in the handkerchief was no longer visible with Snape.

Before she could put the handkerchief back in her pocket, heavy footsteps rang out in the hallway. Seconds later, Siris appeared in the doorway.

His expression was terrifying. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was pale, and his black curls were dusty and disheveled. Hatred burned in his gray eyes, and his wand was pointed directly at the person in the bedroom—

But when he saw clearly that the person in the room was Lily Evans, who was holding little Harry in her arms, the expression on his face suddenly relaxed. But almost immediately, a strong mourning filled his handsome countenance. He swooped in and staggered to Lily Evans, shaking his hand to touch little Harry, who had just left a lightning-shaped wound on his forehead, but his hand was shaking so hard he could control it. Two lines of tears flowed from his once bright dark gray eyes.