Chapter 493: Spider's Tail Alley
Cold! It's very cold!
Maca is now lying on her stomach in the snow and pretending to be dead, and this day is freezing cold, which really makes him experience the feeling of being so cold that the joints of his whole body begin to stiffen.
In addition to this, he had to be distracted. When he used Transfiguration to conjure up a fake soul resembling Snape, he had to do everything he could to stabilize his soul or be shocked out of it by the power of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.
To be honest, almost all the difficulties from the beginning to the end of this plan were concentrated here. Although he had made some preparations for this in Hermione's house before, who knew if there would be any branches?
Even if the scam had gone well so far - just now, he had taunted Harry in disguise as Snape, brought Snape's annoying side to life, and finally turned around and left with a grimace on her face with Hermione's cooperation.
But it was so smooth that it made him more cautious.
But fortunately, this time, the mysterious rules of time did not cause him any other surprises. When he finally got up to the end of the ticking in his ears, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Immediately afterward, he couldn't wait to get up and quickly withdrew from the area of influence of the floor-to-ceiling round mirror. In order to make sure that the whole scene was foolproof, he also deliberately looked back.
"Good, it's gone." Maca looked at a spot in the distance and whispered to herself.
Last time, he decided to use the time turner again immediately so as not to lose time, and this time, of course, he still had the same idea.
Although it is the same five hours back every time, there will be some delays. He didn't know how many times he would go back, so he had to get on the next journey as quickly as possible. And so on until he settled the incident once and for all.
This was the third time he had used the Time Converter, and to be honest, he had made a point of getting a good feel for it every time, trying to catch some clues about the runes of the rules of time in the process of going back in time.
But unfortunately, not to mention any rule runes, he couldn't even discover more characteristics of the rules of time.
But at least, he has a good direction on how to break the deadlock.
Not long after, when he broke free from his state of time rewind, he used the portkey to leave the place as soon as possible. The last time he had collected his thoughts before going to Hermione's house, he still had a chance to get there first.
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About half an hour later, Spider Tail Alley.
It's a dilapidated town on the outskirts of Cokworth, nestled lonely against a small river of sewage and full of dilapidated old houses. To the north of the town, there is an entire stretch of abandoned factories, with sparse street lights that flicker and flicker and flicker into the depths of those factories.
In the darkness of the pre-dawn night, this eerie town felt like a ghost town straight out of a Muggle horror story.
At this moment, a thin figure suddenly appeared in an uninhabited alley. He was dressed in a black robe, which fluttered silently with his brisk steps, but was inconspicuous in the dark alley.
This man seems to have something important to do, and he walks step by step. But even at this time, his gloomy eyes still scanned everything in front of him from the alley, showing his disgust for this place.
What was it that made him hate it so much? So much so that when you set foot on this land, you will show this expression of impatience to the extreme?
He walked very fast, and his steps were very large, but he turned a corner, and in a few steps he came to the door of a room. The old house looked as dilapidated as the other buildings around it, but at least it was one of the few houses here that was still shining.
"Squeak-" "Bang! β
With a tooth-aching sound of the door opening, the man walked in without hesitation and closed the door with his hand.
"Severus, you're back."
"Hmm."
Not long after he entered, two slight conversations came from inside the door. The man's voice was still cold, with a faint hint of irritation; And the woman's voice is still timid, but it contains a rare ray of joy.
"Didn't I say that? You don't have to wait for me to come back today, why are you still sitting here? β
"Oh, I'm sorry, butβ"
"No, but!"
"Okay, okay...... I'm going to sleep...... I left you a ...... on the table to eat."
"I see."
ββ¦β¦ Oh. β
After that, the brief conversation between the two ended, and with a string of inaudible footsteps, it seemed that the woman had gone upstairs.
But none of them noticed that there was an uninvited guest standing by the window outside the house, and he took the conversation inside into his ears word for word.
Standing outside was none other than Maca, who was following Snape. He knew that the woman who had spoken to Snape was definitely Tia.
Just before, he had arrived at Granger's house before the previous self, and had snuckly left a mark on Snape's body. And this time, he won't be as hasty as he was last time.
I saw him take out his staff, cast an anti-illusion transformation spell on the old house, and then open the door and strode in.
The town was a Muggle-inhabited town, and the furnishings were more Muggle-style. Compared to the dark, dirty brick walls outside, the living room that Maca saw was much better.
A simple dining table with plain tablecloths, a brick fireplace bursting with sparks, and bookshelves everywhere are easily reminiscent of Snape himself. He was a master of potions and an excellent wizard, and what made him do it all was not only his own talent, but also his single-mindedness and persistence.
Even the living room, like himself, does not have too many miscellaneous furniture. Just as he had loved Lily all his life, so did his knowledge of magic.
Maca bathed in the orange glow of the fireplace, and Snape, who was slightly stunned, looked at each other, and both of them sighed differently in their hearts.
ββ¦β¦ You're still chasing after you. Snape put down his fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and tossed it aside.
"To be honest, I didn't want to come along," Maka said as she looked at him, "because when I found myself in Spidertail Alley, I knew that you weren't going to welcome anyone. β
"Who knows?" Snape shook his head faintly, "Maybe you're right, this place ...... I don't even want to come back......"
It was Snape's home, and even if he probably didn't want to admit it, it was the only place he could call home.
It was in this small town, in this little house, that he experienced the most disgusting childhood he had.
His Muggle father and pure-blood wizard mother were constantly arguing, thus neglecting his life, to the point that he grew up sloppy.
It is said that when he was a child, he never had a serious piece of clothing on him, but always a very ill-fitting old suit, plus a crumpled shirt and dirty jeans. And his hair has been greasy since he was a child, and it looks like he hasn't been washed for a long time.
Snape's childhood was one of lack of parental love.
However, it was also in this small town that he met Lily Evans for the first time. It was the girl who made him fall in love at first sight and fall in love with him all his life, lighting up his gray life that was very similar to this dilapidated town.
For Snape, this dilapidated hometown undoubtedly contains bitter, spicy, sweet and sour flavors, and it is something he will never forget.
Maca stared at Snape's calm face, savoring the complex emotions behind it. After a while, he looked away and looked around the small living room.
ββ¦β¦ Tia, are you alright? He asked inexplicably something that seemed unrelated.
Hearing this, Snape subconsciously glanced upstairs.
"Nothing bad." He replied blandly.
Both of them kept their voices low, apparently not wanting Tia upstairs to hear them. For the woman who was confused, Maca didn't know what Snape was thinking or planning.
It can be seen from Snape's keeping Tia in this house that he has probably accepted this sister who appeared out of thin air. However, in front of Lily, Tia's unexpected sister is not as important as she imagined.
Otherwise, Snape wouldn't have taken Hermione hostage.
Although Maca now knew that the Snape who had devoted himself to the mysterious round mirror was actually himself. But judging from Snape's hijacking of Hermione, if it weren't for him, Snape would have done the same.
Even now, when Greenwald succeeded, Snape, knowing that the plan was successful, would still hurry to the area, and then resolutely step into the area that others would not be able to avoid.
"And after that? Will she still be okay? β
Facing Snape, who was casually perfunctory, Maca insisted on asking.
Between the living Tia and the dead Lily, Snape would still choose the latter. But in this way, Tia, who has just gained an older brother, will have to face the pain of losing her loved ones again.
While admiring Snape's love, Maca couldn't help but sigh at his desperation.
"Hmph......" Snape chuckled, then said calmly, "This home is not worth her back." Being born in this family is a pain. After today, she will forget all of thisβshe will not remember her parents who abandoned her, and she will not remember my brother who abandoned her. β