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

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

"Don't move Harry, please don't, take me there, kill me-please, please let my child go..."

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

He was falling down, falling in the cold fog. He seemed to understand something, so he wanted to struggle wildly and do his best! He wanted to help that woman, he wanted to help that woman...but he couldn't move.

"Don't move Harry! Please don't move... show compassion...feel compassion...please - I agree to everything-"

A sharp voice was laughing and the woman was screaming.

"Harry!!" The pain and shouting from his face finally brought Harry back to reality. He opened his eyes blankly and looked at the sky with his eyes blankly. After several minutes, he realized that he was now lying on the cold pebbles on the platform.

Professor Lupin was slapping his face nervously, Ron next to him looked nervous, and Hermione was almost about to cry.

Harry knew what had just happened without asking. He felt cold sweat all over his body, in this cold outdoor environment. Harry, with a split headache, barely remembered a dementor slowly approaching, and his face wearing a turban face towards him, a glowing, scabbed, and rotten hand grabbed its cloak. All the light in the world quickly dimmed and then went out... After that, Harry remembered nothing.

"Eat this," Professor Lupin handed over a chocolate frog, and explained after seeing Harry's puzzled eyes. "It's good to eat some of this after encountering Dementors. In fact, I've been preparing these things on my body since I knew that Dementors entered the Hogwarts School of Magic."

"Thank you." Harry took the chocolate frog and bit his head. He only now realized that tears and sweat were mixed on his face.

"I heard the scream again..." After hesitating, Harry lowered his head and wiped away the tears and sweat on his robe, "I know what that is... It was my mother's voice before her death. She was begging Voldemort to let me go..."

"Did you hear Lily's voice?" Lupin asked, his voice strange. Ron and Hermione covered their mouths in surprise, preventing themselves from screaming.

"Yes... By the way, Professor Lupin, Hager said, do you know my parents?"

"I—to be honest, I know," Lupin said, "We are friends, good friends at Hogwarts... Listen, Harry, I'm sorry for James and Lily's affairs, but maybe you shouldn't be close to Dementors anymore."

...

...

"I heard the scream again...I know what that was...It was my mother's voice before her death, and she was begging Voldemort to let me go..."

Far away, Snape stood there firmly, and this sentence echoed in his mind. Gradually, his heart, which had been cold for a long time, felt as if it was cut by a knife. The girl's voice and appearance echoed in his mind, just like in the past ten years, he would not forget it for a moment, and every time he recalled it, he felt regretful.

"You chose your path, I chose mine." The girl's cold and disappointed voice made Snape regret his life, and it was deeply rooted in his heart like a thorn. It was the memory that Snape was most reluctant to recall.

He was very talented in potions, had a strong interest in black magic, and had a deep attainment. Voldemort was his idol, which was also his pursuit and persistence in his career. However, he offended his beloved woman, causing her to break up with him, and eventually turned to Potter, whom he hated the most.

His life has fallen into darkness, and no one will save him. His angel has already belonged to others in his pursuit of strength and glory...

From then on, he turned grief into strength and wanted to do something, so he devoted himself to Voldemort and realized his ideals and ambitions. So when he heard the prophecy about idols mentioned by Professor Trelawney, he immediately told him Lord Voldemort, who never thought that he would lose his beloved woman forever, and then he carried the shackles of his heart and spent his life in regret and self-blame-

On the bank of the river with golden sunlight, the young Lily and Snape sat side by side, and when she called his name lightly, a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth;

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

——It was obviously the ever-changing winter that has lasted for more than ten years, and I should have been used to it, but why is he still feeling extremely cold now? Snape's hands unconsciously clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and his veins were exposed, but he still couldn't stop trembling, and tears gushed in his black eyes.

“…”

Pei Chen looked at the view under the window thoughtfully. At the beginning, he understood that Snape was obviously going to find Professor Lupin's trouble, but for some reason he changed his mind halfway, but instead stood there and listened quietly, feeling sad.

"Is it because of that sentence?"

He thought for a while, and directly supported the windowsill with both hands. His whole body floated gently down to the height of several floors like feathers, and landed lightly on the lawn without making a sound.

"Professor Snape?" This was the first time Pei Chen spoke so cautiously.

However, Professor Snape obviously did not have the interest to talk to him, but turned around and left coldly. A whirlwind curled up behind his black cloak, and the terrifying low pressure emitted from his body was frightened and did not dare to step forward.

But the other party's intention seemed to be... the principal's office?

Pei Chen's heart moved.

...

...

"Do you know? I just seemed to see Minister Fuji of the Ministry of Magic. I don't know what he is doing here..."

In the Gryffindor public lounge, the twin brothers were excited to make Harry happy because they heard Ron and the others say that Harry had just encountered a dementor and fainted - but it seemed that the effect was not very good, so they began to say things that they could not see the funny point at all.

"Of course it was negotiated." A clear but lazy voice sounded. Everyone turned their heads and looked, not only surprised: "Professor Lyle?!"

"Don't you know, it is said that the village of Hogsmeade has begun to undergo a thorough martial law. A curfew is imposed at night. Dementors patrolling the streets. The residents are not allowed to go out..." Pei Chen explained, "Minister Fudge came to negotiate with Principal Dumbledore. He suggested that this method be implemented for Hogwarts Castle, but the principal is firm in his attitude and is not allowed to take a step into the castle..."

"Oh, this is really the best news I have heard. No wonder Minister Foggy looked so ugly when he left!" Fred said.

"If those guys really go into the castle, then I won't be happy in my life!" George said.

These two brothers clearly expressed everyone's voice, and even Harry looked pale and had a bad mental state, and even had a complicated smile.

Pei Chen looked at the common room and found that there were only threesomes and twin brothers present, so he took out the map of the living spots and returned it to Fred and George, "Here, your things, but now you can return them to the original owner."

"Well, professor, didn't you say you would return it next semester? There are still a few days left for the holiday!" The twin brothers were obviously a little surprised, but their performance also made the other three interested.

"What is this?" Hermione asked.

The Weasley twin brothers looked at each other and suddenly delivered the parchment to Harry: "Harry, this is a Christmas gift... Well, it's a gift for you two days in advance!"

"Christmas gift? Give me?" Harry said with a strange face, "Such a small piece of shabby parchment..."

He soon thought of something and did not continue to say it. Undoubtedly, this was definitely not an ordinary piece of parchment, otherwise Professor Lyle would not have borrowed it for a while, and even planned to return it to the two brothers until the next semester.

The other two obviously thought of something, their eyes flashed, and Ron asked in surprise: "Isn't this a precious magic prop?"

"A small piece of shabby parchment!" Fred said, closing his eyes and grimacing, as if Harry underestimated him. "Explanation, George."

"Well, Harry, is the secret of our success." George said, patting the parchment passionately. He glanced at Pei Chen quickly and found that the other party was just holding his arms and looking at him leisurely, his face full of smiles, and he felt relieved, knowing that the professor did not object to this matter.

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

"We've remembered it anyway," said George. "We'll give it to you. We don't need it anymore."

"Okay, even if you say that, I still can't figure out what this is!" Harry said helplessly, rolling his eyes. These two live treasures talked for a long time but didn't get to the point.

"Well... When we were in our first grade, Harry - young, carefree, and innocent -"

At the same time, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and even Pei Chen beside him snorted in their noses. They had absolutely reason to doubt whether Fred and George were naive.

"—Well, more naive than we are now—a little trouble happened between us and Felch at that time."

"We put a manure bomb in the corridor, and for some reason, the bomb was frustrating-"

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

“———————————”

“—Take our intestines out—”

"——And we couldn't help but notice his filing cabinet drawer, one of which said: Confiscated supplies, highly dangerous."

When everyone was talking about this, everyone was stunned for a moment and exchanged glances with each other. Harry smiled and paid attention to Professor Lyle's expression, and said, "Don't tell me--"

Pei Chen didn't care how many school rules they had violated the matter they were discussing now. He just didn't expect that the map of the living spots was such, and he was a little surprised for a moment. He had only been to Argus Felch's office once, and the only thing he knew was that the office of the Hogwarts gatekeeper was a hut with chains and handcuffs hanging on the ceiling, filled with grilled fish smell.

There is a filing cabinet for placing student violation records. Fred and George have a special drawer there.

But Pei Chen didn't pay much attention to the other drawer with the words "Confiscated materials, highly dangerous".
Chapter completed!