novelraw Chapter 975 [Chapter 5] 60
Chapter 975 [Chapter 5] 60
Then he realized that he had thought about so many things, and the old bee hanging on the wall still had nothing to say.He got a little fidgety, and asked impatiently: "What the hell are you trying to say? I assume your eyes haven't been clouded by the sweet syrup - if not, you should have seen the pile of turned over paper on that shelf." A mess of bottles, all of them. There are still a lot of idiots relying on them to prove themselves as innocent and innocent as a ball-wielding bird in front of the people with brains and muscles at the Ministry of Magic-"
Dumbledore laughed awkwardly, pointed to somewhere on the shelf, and said, "Maybe you would like to do me a favor, this poor old man who has no magic power? Please read 'About Bigenia' for me." The memory vials fly in'."
Snape froze for a moment.
She also left this kind of thing for this old bee?What's in that bottle?Is it her real past that she confided to this old bee?Or is it some memory she wants to leave behind?
Dumbledore coughed.It was only then that Snape realized that he had stood stiffly in place for a few seconds without moving.He gave him an annoyed look, waved his wand, and scribbled reluctantly, "Memory bottle about Bigenia!"
A crystal bottle flew out from a corner of the overcrowded shelf and landed in his palm with a whoosh.The bottle was not full, in fact there was only a pitiful speck of silver-white gas that covered the bottom of the bottle.Snape stared suspiciously at the bottle, always feeling that Dumbledore was up to no good by asking him to find it all of a sudden.
Sure enough, the old bee began to unscrupulously instigate him to use the Pensieve to examine it without the permission of the people involved in this memory.
"I really shouldn't tell you too much—maybe you don't know, that girl forced me to swear, asking me not to keep all the memories about her, especially not to let you see—oh , how can such a character be a Gryffindor? I guess that old hat Godric must have concluded that she is as suitable for Slytherin as Harry was..." He sighed artificially His tone seemed heavy and helpless, as if he was having a great ideological struggle in his heart.
"But... luckily I took advantage of the oath. When she asked me to swear, she thought that we would have nothing to do with each other until then; she didn't expect that I would go to her later and get this—" He stretched out his right index finger and pointed to the crystal bottle in Snape's hand that contained only a meager bundle of memories.
"This one is not subject to my oath. So I keep it on my own."
Although Snape felt that nothing that impostor would do would surprise him, he still stared at him in astonishment after hearing Dumbledore's words.Is this old wizard inciting him to ignore Lily's own wishes and take advantage of the loophole in Dumbledore's oath to pry into her heart or secrets that she doesn't want him to know? !
"Severus, I think you should know why Lily—Bigonia—joined the Order of the Phoenix." Seeing that Snape remained motionless and did not immediately use the Pensieve as he thought, Deng Bullido changed his tone and asked very seriously and solemnly.
Snape pursed his lips and didn't answer him.
Dumbledore didn't seem to expect any response from Snape, he stroked his long beard tied with several fancy bow ties, and continued to say to himself annoyedly: "You know, she was She is willing to do this with deep guilt towards you...Although I personally think that she doesn't need to feel sorry for you, because she herself doesn't want to see everything turn out like this—"
Snape felt a string snap in his head at last.
Resisting the urge to throw the crystal bottle in his hand onto the portrait of the old bee, he strained his jaw and interrupted him forcefully: "Speak, speak louder!"
A person in a nearby portrait said dissatisfiedly: "Oh, Severus, you are so rude."
Snape gave him a cold look.It was Phineas Nigellus Black, as stubborn and arrogant as his great-great-grandson, the big, obnoxious black dog.
Old Blake shut up.
Dumbledore said with a smile: "Oh, come on, Severus. I just want to express a little feeling of being an old man... You don't know, it's a heartbreaking thing to see that young girl sad -"
In order to prevent him from uttering more disturbing nonsense, Snape roughly uncorked the bottle, and dumped all the pitiful silver memory in the bottle into the Pensieve.Then, for some reason, he uttered a spell, and two velvet curtains swished towards each other from opposite ends of the room and closed, completely covering the row of portraits of former Hogwarts headmasters on the wall. Reality.
Behind that curtain, he heard the same "oh" from various voices, some regretful, some angry--but anyway, he thought they would finally be able to watch as he watched what seemed to be a short length of time. Quiet no longer annoys him when the memory exceeds 10 minutes or less.
He hesitated for a second, then buried his head in the Pensieve.
After a whirlwind as expected, he found himself in the office of the professor of Muggle Studies at Hogwarts.And Lily wasn't there.
Then he saw the door was gently pushed open, and the person who walked in turned out to be the old bee.
Snape stared at him, in disbelief that he'd one day develop this penchant for breaking in and prying into people's privacy.Then he noticed that Dumbledore's right hand had turned black, and the way he walked was very slow and jerky.He suspected that this was Dumbledore's last day on earth.
But on such a big and chaotic day, so many things are crowded together waiting to happen, waiting for the final decisive moment to arrive.And at this time, what is he still doing here? !
Dumbledore's expression was serious, as if he was looking for something indoors.But minutes passed and he found nothing.At last he was clever enough to raise his wand and shout "Lily Evans' last papers fly!".
A ball of parchment that was crumpled into shape suddenly flew out of the trash can at the foot of the table, and slammed straight into Dumbledore's face like a golden snitch.Dumbledore jerked aside with an agility that didn't belong to an elderly man like him, and reached out to grab the ball of paper just in time.
Maybe he should be a Seeker.Snape thought bitterly.
But Snape didn't understand what Dumbledore was doing here looking for the wad of paper.He didn't know exactly what time it was.All he could remember was that he was running between Hogwarts and the Death Eaters that day, not caring about Lily's whereabouts.However, in his memory, she did disappear strangely for a long time that day, until——
He frowned suddenly, unwilling to recall any more.Now without the old bee explaining to him, he can also guess that she, like him, is dormant somewhere in this ancient and sacred huge castle, quietly waiting for the moment to decide their final fate.
He once resented that Dumbledore didn't care about his soul, and only cared about being a holy father in front of those little trolls.But now he understands that there is still a person in this world who is willing to trample his soul under his feet and fall into hell in exchange for a clean and complete soul.
He could guess now what decisions she had made during this long and difficult day.Even if that decision might one day drive her to her own death, like what happened later in Malfoy Manor.
He had an inexplicable and strange intuition that made him have no doubt that she had foreseen everything that followed, so all her subsequent behaviors were simply crazier than Bellatrix - without warning. Turned against him and attacked him with the disarming spell; disappeared suddenly after the Carroll brothers and sisters entered Hogwarts, and reappeared in the form of Bigenia; Malfoy Manor was later captured by those thugs in the form of Lily Evans! ...
He felt a palpitation.He didn't dare to think about it any further.
However, he thought, with that Lily's character, if she was willing to leave some final message for Dumbledore, she would never just crumpled up the unfinished letter and discarded it here without posting it, and just disappeared casually of.He has to admit that her character does have some Gryffindor elements like the real Lily, cheerful, outgoing, enthusiastic, sunny... and she knows how to talk and listen better—although he doesn't want to admit this, but, that Is it the so-called "understanding"?
So, she hastily crumpled up this piece of paper and threw it here because she felt that there was no need for this piece of paper to be passed on?Or was it because something happened temporarily that she couldn't completely destroy the paper and had to leave immediately?
He walked behind Dumbledore and watched as Dumbledore used a spell to restore the parchment to its flat state before it was trampled by its owner.Then he unfolded the paper.
Where was written on the paper what he expected to explain about the future, or some secrets that only she knew and wanted to tell Dumbledore.
There is only a short poem on the paper.Moreover, the language is clumsy and the rhetoric is rough, and one can tell at a glance that it is not written by a famous and outstanding poet.
The poem doesn't even rhyme, it looks more like a translation from some other language.The content is so simple that people want to laugh at the person who wrote it, how clumsy the diction is, and how childish the mind is.
It can't even be called a suicide note.But when he saw the content on the paper, he miraculously understood that this was a suicide note.
When he saw the writing on the paper clearly, a burst of unbearable pain suddenly rose in his body.As if several Cruciatus Curse had been superimposed on him at the same time, he felt dense beads of sweat seeping out of his forehead in an instant, as if a hand was coldly and forcefully grasping his heart bit by bit, Until his heart shrank into a small ball, the blood flow in his whole body stopped.
【Are you okay over there? / Do you feel lonely? / Does the sky still turn red at sunset? / Are the birds still singing on the way to the woods? / Can you get the letter I didn't dare to send? / Can I express a confession that I dare not confess? / Time will pass, will the rose wither? / It's time to say goodbye / As darkness falls / Will the candle be lit again? 】
The author has something to say:
February 6:
Ok I know you are all looking forward to this poem! 【Hello!
Although the girl has quoted this poem many times before, it is basically in the girl's inner OS.So, this is the first time the professor saw this poem (not counting extra words w
Next update: tomorrow at midnight.