Chapter 19: Snape's Memories

In the gloomy underground classroom, Snape's mind seemed to return to the Potions classroom of that day.

"Professor, do you know about alchemy?" Snape plucked up the courage to walk over to Slughorn, who was packing up his things and leaving the classroom. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Slughorn showed a pause, just about to open his mouth, but his eyes flashed a trace of hidden memories and pain in his heart, that is also a studious person, and he also likes to ask some forbidden knowledge, no, I will never allow it to happen again.

"Severus, I don't know where you saw that term! Remember that Potions is Potions, and if you dare to touch the alchemy that is destined to curse you for the rest of your life, then wait for the Hogwarts expulsion letter. Slughorn didn't usually hate the shabby-dressed, half-Muggle-born student, but he just didn't hate it, and neither his identity nor his knowledge made Snape so admirable him.

However, after this, Snape was dismayed to find that he could not get the true primer on ancient alchemy from anywhere. Nearly a month of searching for information and preparing for the final exam made his hair more greasy, his clothes a little yellow, and his mood more irritable.

It was in this situation that he was surrounded by small groups of four people who were happy to show off and bully their weaker classmates and those who disagreed with them. He knew that James Potter had revealed his intention to soak Lily when talking to others, and as one of Lily's few male friends, Snape had been bullied by them in front of Lily many times in a row to show their greatness and cowardice.

He didn't do anything, just because Sirius said he was bored, just that James Potter saw him and hung him upside down there, humiliated him, and subjected him to the onlookers and ridicule of the whole school.

Snape would not and would not speculate on what had happened with too dirty thoughts, but when he shouted "Mudblood" almost unconsciously and uncontrollably, Lily and his friendship came to an end. Maybe that's a good thing for Lily too?

She was in a Muggle town and didn't know anything about wizards, and she needed someone to lead her and introduce her. And now, she has integrated into this place better than herself, into the wizarding world. James Potter, a descendant of the rumored ancient wizarding family, still has a family business, is richer and more powerful, perhaps, it is a better choice for her. His fragile friendship with Lily crumbles when the Leader's mission ends.

In the days that followed, Snape didn't know if Lily would continue to watch, but he still sent her every innovation and improvement he made in Potions, and perhaps judging by Slughorn's bonus points to Gryffindor, she should have accepted it.

People go astray when they are at their most vulnerable. Once, even if it wasn't too intimate, having her in his heart made Snape feel full and happy. And now, looking at the big smile she and James Potter had never shown before, the only thing he was interested in when he fell alone into the abyss was potions and dark magic.

Joined the Death Eaters, though not directly involved in the hunting and abuse of Mudbloods, Squibs, Muggles, or Orro, though only by providing various potions......

On the most regrettable day, I eavesdropped on the prophecy of the crazy woman and the old madman, although I was interrupted halfway, but the rest of the content was enough to shock. In fact, the stalemate between the Dark Lord and Dumbledore has been too long, the paranoid Dark Lord has a group of die-hard loyalists but is not acceptable to everyone, and Dumbledore is too old and careful, cowering at his Hogwarts.

They were just waiting for a good moment to make a move, so Snape's tipping wasn't the origin of everything, it was just the fuse of everything. The people on both sides who had long been unable to bear it finally fought.

He couldn't believe that the Dark Lord finally thought that the child of prophecy was Lily's child, and the memories he had buried deep in his heart were flooding up again, why, the more famous Ao Luo couple, shouldn't the Longbottom family be more compliant? He begged the Dark Lord, and he even begged Dumbledore to be a double agent, just to protect Lily. He saw the glint in Dumbledore's eyes, it was a valuable and usable light, and he thought that he could really protect Lily......

When he walked into the valley of High Chow, when he looked at the ruins, when he stepped past the waste, the corpse of the waste that could be found with the Spell of Brave Faithfulness, Snape did not whip James Potter, given that he had died in front of Lily at the last minute. Inside, he saw the woman who was still guarding her child even though she was dead.

On that day, he was already dead.

He went madly to find Slughorn, to every magic book, to every inch of France in a vain attempt to find Nicolame. He had even found the vampires, the worst enemies of humanity.

He was disappointed that of all the methods he had collected, there was no way to summon Lily back, except for the very unconventional Zombie Summoning technique, which could awaken an unconscious, decomposing corpse that would soon decompose.

"Professor Snape" Sivin interrupted Snape's memories and pulled a withered flower from his pocket. Snape's eyes seemed to remember the first encounter, and he looked at the withered flowers, withered for no longer alive, and even if they bloomed again, they would be withered blooms.

With a wave of his hand, a small test tube appeared in his hand, and the bright red liquid was viscously adsorbed inside. After tilting the test tube for a long time, a thick droplet slowly trickled down and dripped onto the wilted stamens.

Snape had never felt his heart throb so much, and he suddenly felt that something called hope might be ...... Watch as the petals of that flower stand up again, growing and blooming in layers, fluttering, and the stamens exude fragrance.

"Who are you?" said Snape, with the increased patience and composure from Potions.

"As long as the flowers are well preserved and the amount of potion is sufficient, then the flowers will bloom again no matter how long they have withered. Professor Snape, I suppose the preservation of the flowers you want to rebloom should be good, right?"

Snape felt like he was about to break his wand. How could the biggest secret in his heart be known by others. Not even Dumbledore, not even that wasted fox friend.

"Take it easy, Professor, since the flowers are well preserved and what are you afraid of withering, then the rest is very simple, you need to learn to refine these potions, refine enough potions, don't you?"

Looking at the harmless smile on the face of the student in front of him, who still had a harmless smile on his face, Snape said coldly, "You're such a demon, Swift. What do I have to give?"

"Pay, no, no, no, this is a self-effort out of love for alchemy, I just don't want this ancient knowledge to be suppressed and buried. Oh, by the way, I hope you don't talk about these things to some kind and great person. ”

"Hmph, since you know so much, how can you not know what I have paid to beg. ”

"No, no, Professor Snape, as a small bonus to inviting you to explore alchemy with me, I can tell you a little secret. Sivin approached Snape and whispered, Snape's expression went from disbelief to shock to rage, as if he was about to rush out and kill someone.

Imprisoned by Sivin for a long time, Snape calmed down his appearance, "Do you have any evidence?" ”

"What proof can I have? But think about it, a Muggle-born wizard has such a happy life, how could he have just learned the magic that can exchange lives if it wasn't for the guidance of a learned ancient man behind him?

Sivin threw a charm to Snape, and as soon as Snape took it, he felt a cold force sink into his heart and spleen, and his heart instantly became calm. "Solidified Tranquility Spell, Professor Snape, you can think about it for a few days, and regret it later when you think it was on the spur of the moment. ”