"Don't touch Harry. Don't touch Harry, please don't move Harry! ”

"Go aside, you stupid woman...... Go aside, now ......"

"Don't touch Harry, please don't, take me with you, kill me - please, spare my child......"

Harry's mind was numb, full of white mist, and the white mist had lost his mind...... What's he doing? Why is he here? He had to help her...... She's going to die...... She's going to be murdered, God, please! Don't do that, don't ......

He was falling, falling in the cold mist. He seemed to understand something, so he was crazy about struggling and doing his best! He wanted to help that woman, he wanted to help that woman...... But I just can't move.

"Don't touch Harry! Please don't move...... Sending out compassion...... Sending out compassion...... Please—I'll promise anything—"

A shrill voice was laughing, and the woman was screaming.

"Harry!!" The pain and screams on his face finally brought Harry back to reality. His eyes widened in a daze, staring blankly at the sky, and it took him a few minutes before he realized that he was lying on the cold cobblestone floor of the platform.

Professor Lupin was slapping him in the face nervously, Ron next to him was nervous, and Hermione was on the verge of crying.

Harry didn't even need to ask to know what had just happened, he felt himself covered in a cold sweat, in the freezing outdoor environment. Harry, with a splitting headache, barely remembered a Dementor slowly approaching, its turbaned face facing him, a glowing, scabbed, rotting hand grasping its cloak. All the light in the world quickly dimmed and then went out...... After that, Harry didn't remember anything.

"Eat this," Professor Lupin explained after handing over a chocolate frog and seeing Harry's puzzled look, "it's good to eat a little of it after encountering the Dementors, and in fact I've been carrying them on me since I knew the Dementors were stationed at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." ”

"Thank you." Harry took the chocolate frog and bit its head off. Only now did he realize that tears and sweat were mixed with his face.

"I hear screams again......" After a moment's hesitation, Harry looked down to wipe his tears and sweat from his robes, "I know what it is...... It was my mother's dying voice, begging Voldemort to let me go......"

"Did you hear Lily?" Lupin asked, in a strange voice. Ron and Hermione covered their mouths in surprise to keep themselves from screaming.

"That's right...... By the way, Professor Lupin, Hagrid said, you know my parents, don't you? ”

"I—to tell you the truth, I know," said Lupin, "we're friends at Hogwarts, very good friends...... Listen, Harry, I'm sorry about what happened to Jaime and Lily, but you probably shouldn't be near the Dementors anymore. ”

……

……

"I heard screams again...... I know what it is...... It was my mother's dying voice, begging Voldemort to let me go......"

Far away, Snap stood there fixedly, the words echoing in his mind all the time. Gradually, my heart, which had been silent for a long time, felt like it had been cut by a knife. The voice of the former girl echoed in his mind, just like in the past ten years, there has not been a moment he will forget, and every time he thinks about it, he feels remorseful.

"You chose your path, I chose mine." The girl's cold and disappointed voice made Snape regret it for the rest of his life, like a thorn deep in his heart, and it was the last memory Snape wanted to recall.

He was extremely gifted in potions, had a strong interest in dark arts, and was quite accomplished, and Voldemort was his idol, which was also his pursuit and persistence in his career. However, he offended the woman he loved, causing her to break with him and eventually turn to Potter, whom he hated the most.

His life has fallen into darkness, and no one will come to save him. His angels have belonged to others on his path to power and glory......

From then on, he turned his grief into strength and wanted to make a career, so he devoted himself to Voldemort and realized his ideals and ambitions. So as soon as he heard Professor Trelawney's prophecy about idols, he immediately told him Lord Voldemort, who never thought that he would lose the woman he loved forever, and then spent his life in remorse and self-blame with the shackles of his heart.

On the breezy banks of the river, drenched in golden sunlight, young Lily and Snape sat side by side, a pleasant smile rising into his lips as she whispered his name;

On the night Lily was killed, in Dumbledore's office, Snape wailed like a wounded beast, "I hope...... I hope it's me who dies......"

――It's been a constant winter for more than ten years, and he should have gotten used to it, but why does he still feel so cold now? Snape's hands clenched into fists unconsciously, his knuckles turned white, and his muscles were exposed, but he still trembled uncontrollably, and tears welled up uncontrollably in his dark eyes.

“……”

Pei Chen looked thoughtfully at the scenery under the window, and at the beginning he understood that Snape obviously had the idea of going to find trouble with Professor Lupin, but he didn't know why he changed his mind halfway, but instead stood there uncharacteristically and listened quietly, feeling sad.

"Is it because of that?"

He thought about it, and directly supported the windowsill with both hands, and the whole person fluttered down several floors like a feather, and landed lightly on the lawn without making a sound.

"Professor Snape?" It was the first time for Pei Chen to speak so carefully.

However, Professor Snape was obviously not interested in talking to him, he just turned around coldly and left, the black cloak rolled up a whirlwind behind him, and the terror of the low pressure emanating from his body made even Pei Chen frightened and didn't dare to step forward.

However, the other party's intention seems to be ...... Principal's Office?

Pei Chen's heart moved.

……

……

"You know what? I seem to have seen Minister Fudge of the Ministry of Magic just now, and I don't know what he's doing here......"

In the Gryffindor common room, the twins are in high spirits trying to cheer Harry up, because they hear Ron say that Harry has just encountered a Dementor and passed out - but it doesn't seem to work very well, and they have begun to say things that don't see the point of laughter at all.

"Of course it's a negotiation." A clear but lazy voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to look, not only surprised: "Professor Lyle?!" ”

"Don't you know, it is said that Hogsmeade Village has begun to impose complete martial law, with curfews at night, Dementors patrolling the streets, and residents not allowed to go out......" Pei Chen explained, "Minister Fudge came to consult with Headmaster Dumbledore, and he suggested that Hogwarts Castle should be implemented in the same way, but the Headmaster was adamant and did not allow them to enter the castle for a single step......"

"Oh, that's the best news I've ever heard, no wonder Minister Fudge looked so ugly when he left!" Fred said.

"If those guys do get into the castle, then I'm not going to be happy for the rest of my life!" George said.

The two brothers clearly spoke their minds, and even Harry, who was pale and not in good spirits, had a complicated smile.

Pei Chen looked at the common room and found that only the trio and twin brothers were present, so he took out the map of the living point and returned it to Fred and George, "Well, your things, but now they can be returned to their original owners." ”

"Well, Professor, didn't you say it wouldn't be returned until next semester? It's a few days away! The twin brothers were visibly stunned, but their performance also intrigued the other three.

"What is this?" Hermione asked.

The Weasley twins glanced at each other and suddenly brought the parchment to Harry, "Harry, this is a Christmas present...... Well, I guess I gave it to you two days in advance! ”

"Christmas gifts? Give me? Harry said with a strange face, "Such a small piece of worn-out parchment......"

He quickly thought of something and didn't continue. Undoubtedly, this is no ordinary piece of parchment, otherwise even Professor Lyle would have borrowed it for a while, and even planned to return it to the two brothers until the next semester.

The other two also clearly thought of something, their eyes flickered, and Ron asked in disbelief, "Could this be some precious magic prop?" ”

"A small piece of worn-out parchment!" Fred said, closing his eyes and grimacing, as if Harry had underestimated him. "Explain, George."

"Well, Harry, it's the secret of our success." George said, patting the parchment affectionately. He quickly glanced at Pei Chen, and found that the other party was just holding his arms and watching for a long time, with a smile on his face, and his heart was suddenly relieved, knowing that this professor was not against this matter.

"It's a bit reluctant to give it to you," said Fred, "but last night we decided you needed it more than we did." ”

"Anyway, we've memorized its contents." George said, "We're giving it to you." We don't need it anymore. ”

"Well, even if you say that, I still don't understand what it is!" Harry said helplessly, rolling his eyes, these two living treasures just didn't get into the topic after talking for a long time.

"Okay...... When we were in first year, Harry - young, carefree, and naïve - "

At the same time, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and even Pei Chen on the side all snorted in their noses. They had every reason to wonder if Fred and George were naïve.

"Well, more naïve than we are now—there was a little trouble between us and Filch at that time."

"We put a big bomb in the hallway, and for some reason, it frustrated him—"

"So he pulled us into his office and started using the usual — "

"-Confinement-"

"-Pull out our intestines-"

"—and we can't help but notice his filing cabinet drawer, one of which reads: Confiscation, High Danger."

When they said this, everyone was stunned for a moment and exchanged glances with each other. Harry smiled and noticed Professor Lyle's expression and said, "Don't tell me—"

Pei Chen didn't care at all how many school rules they had violated in the matter they were discussing now, he just didn't expect that the origin of the map was actually like this, and he was a little surprised for a while. He had only been to Argus Filch's office once, and the only thing he knew was that the Hogwarts janitor's office was a small room with his polished chains and handcuffs hanging from the ceiling, and the smell of grilled fish.

Inside, there is a filing cabinet for student infraction records. Fred and George had their own dedicated drawer there.

But Pei Chen, another drawer with "confiscation of materials, high danger" written on it, didn't pay much attention to it.

"Well, I can't say that I need to go to Filch to find treasures in the future......" Pei Chen decided so happily.