v7 Chapter 107： Snape's happiest memory

Harry leaned against the wall and listened for a while.

But the magic blocked the sound, and nothing was heard.

For the first time in history, he was worried about Snape, instead of wishing for him to...die like before.

It can only be said that as he learns more and more about the truth of the past, his sense of Snape is also undergoing subversive changes.

What's more, this time it was indeed his own sloppiness that brought him trouble.

Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak and waited for a while, he wanted to rush out, but he was afraid of going out, just happened to meet the Death Eaters... self-defeating.

He hesitated for a moment, but chose to be obedient and entered the secret room.

The room was small, with only simple tables and chairs, and a bottle holding a bunch of lilies.

good smell!

A trembling light spot is jumping and projected onto the ceiling of the room.

The spot of light came from the Pensieve, and Harry stared at it, seeing the silvery white matter spinning.

This is not Dumbledore's Pensieve, it is much smaller, and it is estimated that Snape bought it newly.

Harry thought about it, Snape was probably using the Pensieve.

He sensed that someone was approaching, and found that it was Harry, and left in a hurry, before he had time to put it away.

Staring at the Pensieve, Harry dared not look. The last time I was there, I saw Dad bullying Snape.

He didn't want to see any bad memories again.

But here he was, and the restlessness urged him to do something to divert his attention.

In the room, there was only a Pensieve, with a round hole, rippling with soft liquid, as if Gensokyo, tempting him to enter.

I just took a peek...and didn't go in.

This is basically the same as "I only rub it for a while".

After Harry hypnotized himself, he lay down on the Pensieve and looked down at the bottom of the pelvis.

The picture in the Pensieve is looking through the window to a room with a beautiful girl in it.

— Lily Evans.

Finding out that it was his mother, Harry didn't care about anything else and buried his cheeks directly into the Pensieve.

He was spinning rapidly in the icy darkness, and finally landed on the branch of a big tree.

"..."

Harry looked around to make sure he was indeed on a tall plane tree.

Having seen so many memories, this is the most outrageous destination.

Since he is in the tree, then the person who remembers... must also be in the tree!

Harry looked around and saw a thin boy hanging in the air, clutching a tree trunk with both hands.

Snape looked about eight or nine years old, pale, short and thin.

His ancestral black hair, covering his eyes, was unexpectedly not greasy at all, but rather wet.

It can be seen that it has just been washed for a long time.

Ha~ I didn't expect to see Snape who was paying attention to hygiene, the sun hit a spark.

But the clothes on his body were extremely incongruous:

A pair of jeans that were too short, a long, shabby coat that looked like an adult, and a shirt that looked like a maternity dress.

Harry was inexplicably sad.

When he was a child, he could only pick up Dudley's old clothes, because Dudley was too fat, so the clothes looked big and baggy.

But it's also much better than Snape, who seems to be wearing his mother's clothes!

Snape climbed the tree, of course, not to pull the parallel bars and exercise his unicorn arms.

Through the window, he was looking at the room on the second floor that was almost the same as the plane tree...

In the room, there is a beautiful, soft and cute red-haired girl!

"..."

Harry really wanted to step on Snape's hands that were clutching the tree trunk so that he could fall.

At such a young age, he learned to climb trees to peep at girls... The one who peeked was his eight- or nine-year-old mother!

Bah, pervert! nausea!

I just follow Cho and Ginny...occasionally!

Inside the room, Lily was sitting at the table by the window, with a bunch of lilies in her hands.

She spread out her hand, and the petals opened and closed constantly under the control of magic, which was very magical.

Snape looked at the girl fondly, hanging from the tree trunk, making a big noise on purpose.

Lily looked up to see Snape, startled.

She was about to call someone when she found the black-haired boy with his hands on the tree trunk, probably because he was afraid of scaring him and causing him to fall, she whispered:

"You climb so high, it's dangerous! Come down quickly!"

"Nothing will happen." Snape was deliberately trying to attract Lily's attention, his body swaying back and forth.

"As I said, we are all wizards alike.

You can swing high on the swing, jump off, and float gently to the ground...and so can I! "

Harry was speechless, was his mother so naughty when she was a child?

Lily was also interested, propped up the window with one hand, and sat on the edge of the window, her hair on the temples fluttered gently, and she was in high spirits.

The girl leaned back and tilted her head. For the first time, she looked directly at this boy of the same age as her, and said with interest:

"You said before that I was a witch..."

"Yes!" Snape said nervously and excitedly, somewhat ingratiatingly:

"My mother is a wizard, if you want to know about the wizarding world, I can tell you all about it.

I can also teach you a lot of magic, how to brew magic medicine, sweet and sour delicious..."

Lily stroked her red hair gently, wrapped it around her neck, then looked at Snape and frowned, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"I..." Snape was at a loss for words.

"Why do you always follow me?" the red-haired girl asked.

"I..." The dark-haired boy sweated nervously.

"My sister said you were a bad boy!" Lily said seriously.

"I... I'm not! I'm a good guy!"

Snape finally spoke up this time, but sent himself a nice guy card.

"Then why did you throw apples at your sister's room? She was on the toilet at the time, and the water from the toilet splashed all over her."

"..."

Harry looked very impatient, Snape, why is he so stupid?

Can't speak?

He really wanted to throw the few books he brought with him to Snape to learn from.

Wait...that's not right.

If you help him like this, won't you have yourself in the future?

Looking into Lily's green pupils and listening to her question, Snape felt like he had screwed up again.

His black jewel-like eyes, slowly losing their lustre, seemed ready to go back.

Just then, the window of the next room was suddenly opened, and the young Penny screamed, "It's you again!"

She threw the small bag in her hand towards Snape.

Snape was hit on the forehead, and he fell from the tree without clenching his hands.

Lily was in a hurry, turned over and hurriedly jumped from the second-floor window.

She did not fall heavily to the ground, but gliding through the air like a bird, and finally landed on the ground very lightly.

"Hey, are you okay?!" Lily squatted on the ground, checking if the boy was injured.

Snape sat on the ground, covering his forehead with one hand and touching his aching **** with the other, and said in pain:

"I said, I'm a wizard like you, I didn't lie to you!"

Looking at Snape, who was covered in dust, it was obviously painful, and he pretended to be strong. Lily couldn't help but laugh, showing the innocence of a **** her face.

Snape was stunned for a moment.

Lily found that the boy was all right, but was about to leave.

He finally trembled: "Evans!"

The boy wasn't really loud, but the girl stopped, but didn't turn around on the steps.

Snape ruffled his black hair and finally summoned the courage to say, "My name is Severus Snape!"

The girl didn't turn around, didn't make a sound, just stopped and seemed to signal the boy to continue.

The boy finally raised his voice and lowered his voice again, "I've been watching you secretly for a long time... It's my fault for throwing apples at your house, but... I have reasons.

I don't know which room you are in, that's for you to eat..."

Harry looked up at the sky again, seeing how impatient he was.

Snape paused and said loudly, "I just want to be friends with you!"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, and then saw a pair of beautiful boots standing in front of him Lily narrowed her green eyes, her eyebrows were soft, she stretched out her hand, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"My name is Lily Evans, and we're already... friends!"

Snape held that hand tightly.

Harry looked at the warm picture with a complex expression.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came to mind behind him.

"Does it look good?! Potter!!"

Harry's body suddenly stiffened.

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(ps, if you want to write hp fans in the future, you may try the stories of your parents. I feel that the era of your parents is also very interesting.)

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