Although Dumbledore had as many things to worry about now as a hill, and his days were numbered, the temporary solution of the matter still had to rely on his mediation and wisdom.

After using all means to confirm that it was really impossible for the two of them to separate their souls from their bodies at this stage, Dumbledore fell into thought.

From Willow Quan's point of view, he should feel that as a real and heroic Lily, that is, Beryl Potter, he cannot deny her importance, nor can he deny that fate does owe her something, so her existence cannot be denied, but for Willow Spring, the false Lily, both her ability and courage, and the irreplaceable position she has brought the name of Lily Evans to for a long time, are of vital importance in these turbulent times. It is also indispensable in the ongoing fight against the Dark Lord.

Since there is no better solution for the time being, it is also the proper meaning of the question to stop the fight for the time being, shake hands and make peace, and fight for the common great goal of defeating the Dark Lord.

So, in his witness, Willow Springs and Ginny, the real Lily Evans, made an unbreakable curse, vowing never to tell the secret until the final victory came. Then, Dumbledore left Ginny in the Headmaster's room, saying that he would continue to talk to her about future arrangements.

Maybe it's a good idea to talk about the situation of these related characters, and how she will survive the next two years at Hogwarts and the Weasley house as "Ginny Weasley".

But this has nothing to do with Liu Quan's concerns. She quickly made an excuse and thoughtfully left the principal's office, and—

In the deserted hallway, he met Snape, who was on his routine patrol tonight.

Willow Spring could borrow the fireplace in the Headmaster's office and go straight to the fireplace in the Muggle Studies office, without having to go through the hallway, but after a long night and a lot of upheaval, and exhausting negotiations and games, she unexpectedly wanted to take a short walk in the huge, old castle to relieve the heavy stress and unspeakable depression in her heart.

But while this "walk to decompress" is good, it doesn't include meeting Snape down the hallway – especially tonight.

Although Snape was often tasked with patrolling the night, Willow Springs did not really want to meet him that night. But she was really afraid of anything, and when Liu Quan met him in the middle of the corridor on the eighth floor, she almost sighed subconsciously.

Snape, on the other hand, slowly stopped, his eyebrows furrowed suspiciously, and he curled his lips in the magnetic voice he did best, "...... What makes you wander the hallways after curfew like an immature Gryffindor troll, impostor?"

He is very good at using this long, obscure mocking sentence pattern full of all kinds of mocking metaphors. Tonight is no exception. Liu Quan thought.

But he should soon be struck by unexpected ecstasy, and he will forget for a moment to start a daily mockery of her fake.

Thinking of this, she suddenly had a peculiar and subtle malice, and with that inexplicable emotion, she did not smile weakly or apologetically in the face of his taunts as usual, but only chuckled lightly, and replied: "I came back late because I went to find Albus because I had something to do." ”

Snape stood in the hallway, as if trying to wait for her next step—she would always explain to him what Dumbledore was looking for her—but this time, she simply replied and said no more.

She stopped her mouth and stood in the hallway late at night, with a smile on her face that was much lighter than usual, as if she didn't intend to explain anything to him, but a little thoughtfully.

This kind of easy-goingness, which had never been seen before, seemed to suddenly make Snape even more displeased. He frowned, curled his lips, and did not hide the meanness in his expression, but his voice sounded smoother.

"I don't know what you're plotting again," Snape said succinctly, "but I sincerely hope that you Gryffindors haven't thought about any more plans to push others out of their minds to drive others out of your madness and suffer infamy—"

Liu Quan was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"There was no plan like that. She replied, "Actually, what I talked to Albus tonight might be a good thing for you—"

Snape was stunned.

It was the first time he had heard the imposter admit so neatly that she and Dumbledore were planning something in his favor. He also thought that in the eyes of these Gryffindors, anything could be sacrificed for victory, including his gloomy and unpleasant Slytherin, who had fallen into their trap and had to work hard.

It wasn't as good as he thought it would be. Instead, he felt more suspicious—and defensive.

"What's a good thing?!" he retorted angrily, "nothing seems to be good about you Gryffindors—"

The impostor, however, smiled meaningfully, and shook his head slightly, as if to deny his suspicions, but did not go any further, but lowered his gaze as if he intended to bypass him and leave.

Snape furrowed his eyebrows, displeased with this—was it because he was being concealed something important, or was it simply because the imposter was standing here and saying something specious and then going to leave, leaving him like a fool who didn't know anything and just stood there watching her make a fuss?—— he didn't know what the reason was.

“…… I hope somebody doesn't find some really good stuff and use it on themselves recklessly—" He said tentatively, his gloomy gaze locked on her expression, trying to deduce something from it that he didn't know yet, but he was disappointed, and she seemed unusually normal and calm. He couldn't read anything from her face.

Though he had always thought that the impostor's ideas were always different, and he had never deduced the normal logic of her decision, he had never seen such a calm pool, with an undercurrent tumbling beneath the water's surface.

This made him feel a kind of subconscious vigilance. Because the subconscious seems to know that the hidden undercurrents beneath the calm surface of the water are turbulent and terrifying, and once the waves are rolled up, it seems to be able to swallow everything - a delicate balance, a real calm -

But she wouldn't say a word more. Moreover, she really stepped around his side and walked forward, passing him. The hallways in the middle of the night were eerily silent, save for the occasional snoring from the magic frames on the walls, and beyond that, the sound of her footsteps, click, click, click, click—every step was like a swinging pendulum from above, cutting through time as it fell.

He stood in the hallway, the moonlight from the high window not shining on him, and most of his body was hidden in the shadows, but she kept going until she stepped out of the shadow where they had just spoken, and walked away where the moonlight shone. The hem of the dark blue robe she wore fell to the ground, and in the moonlight, it rose and fell like small waves at her feet with her steps.

……

Then, a few days later, Dumbledore informed Willow Spring in the fireplace that there were not enough potions in the school hospital, but Snape was out on errands and was not at Hogwarts. So he asked Willow Quan, a good student who was also praised by Potions professor Slughorn in his school days, to the Potions office to help boil it, and then send him to the school hospital tonight.

Willow Quan suspects it's an excuse to get her to the Potions office. For it seemed true that Snape hadn't seen her for days. Originally, their seats in the Great Hall were far away, and as soon as Willow Quan entered the Great Hall, he was bored and hard, barely casting a single glance in Snape's direction.

But since Snape wasn't there, it wasn't impossible to help make potions - she hadn't beaten Snape in the basement of 19 Spidertail Alley anyway when she was pretending to be the connector sent by the Order of the Phoenix, Bigonia.

So Willow Springs, through the fireplace, went straight to the Potions office—there was no one inside.

With a wave of her wand, a few lines of small golden letters floated in the air in front of her—the list of potions Dumbledore had ordered.

Ryuquan looked at the list, walked over to the shelf, took out the necessary materials, and walked back to the counter on the side of the room to begin processing the potion materials.

She planned to prepare the potion materials before boiling them, but the process would take a long time. While she was grinding the sneezing grass, there was a sudden noise in the fireplace, and the flames rose violently!

Surprised, Liu Quan stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction of the fireplace.

It turned out to be Snape stepping out of the fireplace.

Snape didn't seem to have imagined that there would be someone here at this time, nor did he expect this person to be the fake Lily. As soon as he stood firm, his eyes widened slightly, and then a strong anger rose from him.

Willow Springs had expected him to say something taunting like "Ha! a thief who broke into an empty door", but Snape, after the initial astonishment, just glared at her fiercely, and strode over to the operating table, staring at the two crucibles that Willow Springs had erected as if he were staring at some hateful enemy.

Liu Quan had to explain in this embarrassing atmosphere: "Albus said that the school hospital has some potion stocks in an emergency...... Let me come here to help out with some because you seem to have something to do tonight......"

"Aha," Snape said, nodding, standing at the table as he looked at the half-processed pile of potions materials. "Scarabs, ginger roots, armadillo bile, lionfish backbones, moonstones...... So the potions that the school hospital is in dire need tonight are palliative agents, intelligence enhancers, and so on, which even the empty-headed students at Hogwarts can make?"

Liu Quan: "......"

Actually, she thinks so, too. Dumbledore undoubtedly intended to force an opportunity for them to have a face-to-face conversation about the return of the real Lily. Perhaps it was because Dumbledore felt that at this moment when the battle against Voldemort was becoming more intense and tense, the two generals of the Order of the Phoenix could no longer quarrel with each other, and they should avoid knots and unite as one.

Liu Quan sighed helplessly, feeling that in order to end this torturous conversation as soon as possible, she had better go straight to the point.

She lowered her head and continued to grind the sneeze grass.

"I think someone probably already knows who I really am and reports it to Albus. She whispered without looking up, completely ignoring her words as if they had dropped a bomb on the room.

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May 15:

It's been a little busy lately.,So sometimes it may become an alternate day.,I'm sorry [Tsuchishita.

In addition, the role of the real and false Lily is a bit delicate.,I overturned the original outline.,So it's a bit of a card = =.

Thank you for your understanding.

I'm going out early tomorrow morning, so the next update will be at 0:00 on the 17th (the day after tomorrow).

Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw [Mine]: Meow Meow 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [the nutrient solution]:

1000 Suns 19 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!