Because the lingering melancholy that had shrouded him before had completely disappeared, replaced by a visible sense of happiness and the maturity and stability that only a married man could have.
As an outsider, Zuo Si could easily feel it, not to mention the other professors who had worked with him for many years.
However, out of respect for his personal privacy, no one has taken the initiative to ask.
Professor McGonagall, in particular, seemed to have guessed something. While presiding over the freshman sorting ceremony, she would glance over here from time to time, and was obviously absent-minded.
Snape undoubtedly noticed this, and immediately whispered to Zuo Si beside him: "You know what? In fact, Minerva is also extremely eager to resurrect her dead brother in her heart.
Ever since the meeting at the Hog's Head, I've often seen her sitting in her office, staring at the picture of her dead brother.
You don't understand how great and groundbreaking you have created something that will drive the world crazy."
"You mean, Professor McGonagall would be willing to pay any price to get some magic mercury from me?" Zuo Si asked calmly.
"Of course! As someone who has been through it, I can tell you that the strong feeling of guilt will continue to accumulate and increase over time.
Perhaps now, Minerva could still control her emotions with her reason.
But it won't be long before she sees the dead reappear in front of her, and she will have only one thought left, just like Aberforth, and that is to resurrect her deceased relatives.
Emotions are something that can never be suppressed by reason.
And the harder you try to forget, the clearer the memory becomes, and the more painful it becomes.”
When saying this, Snape's tone revealed the depth and vicissitudes of life that only come from someone who has experienced it.
Ever since he learned of Lily's death and saw her cold, pale body with his own eyes, his world had completely lost its color. Everything was gray at a glance, and he had not slept well in all these years.
But the moment I resurrected it with my own hands, the whole world seemed to become colorful again.
Especially the days we have been spending together day and night recently, it feels like we have returned to the carefree, innocent life of our childhood.
Because of this experience, Snape could understand Minerva McGonagall's conflicting feelings at the moment.
Similarly, he also knew that the other party would eventually make the right choice just like himself.
"So, I have to prepare some magic mercury for Professor McGonagall in advance?" Zuo Si asked with interest.
"Do you have any extra magic mercury?" Snape was visibly stunned.
Because according to the size of the Philosopher's Stone, it can only store enough magic mercury to bring three to five people back to life.
He had always believed that the two copies given to himself and Aberforth should be Zuo Si's last stocks.
Zuo Si smiled meaningfully and replied, "Of course, Professor. Why else do you think I would hand over the Philosopher's Stone so easily?
What's more, since I can make the first one, I can naturally use the same method to make the second and third ones.
The really difficult part about resurrecting a person in this world is not the resurrection itself.
It's about how to restore the memories of souls that have been dead for too long."
Snape nodded thoughtfully: "This is indeed a topic worth studying. Perhaps... we can try to use a spell like Legilimency."
"Oh? Have you tried it? How was the effect?" Zuo Si instantly became interested.
As the name suggests, telepathy is to extract a person's memories and emotions from his mind.
These memories and feelings can be put into a pensieve to be viewed and shared with others, or they can be thrown away like garbage.
The latter is usually used to free oneself from memories that are too painful or despairing.
"Not bad. At least Lily has come to believe that I am her best friend and childhood sweetheart."
When talking about this matter, Snape's mouth corners couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a happy smile.
But Zuo Si was so smart that he understood the other party's operation immediately. He immediately said with a smile: "Selectively tell the truth? Your method really makes me look at you with new eyes. But are you sure you are really ready to be Harry Potter's stepfather? I don't think he will accept this willingly."
"For Lily, I will deal with that silly boy. Besides, this kind of thing is not up to him." Snape's tone was full of confidence.
Just as the two were talking in a low voice, Filch, the administrator of Hogwarts Castle, suddenly walked over from a distance and said in a gloating tone: "Professors, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were riding in a flying car and crashed into the Whomping Willow."
"Severus, could you please go and take care of it first? Minerva and I have to stay here to preside over the opening ceremony." Headmaster Dumbledore, who had been silent for a long time, took the initiative to ask.
"no problem."
Snape stood up without a word, without the slightest hesitation or reluctance.
And before leaving, he also took away a copy of the latest Daily Prophet.
On the most conspicuous page, there was a report about Muggles seeing flying cars in the sky.
Things that happened in the morning will appear in the media in the afternoon. This speed and efficiency is really unlike the wizarding world where people always procrastinate in doing everything.
If nothing unexpected happens, Lucius Malfoy must have contributed a lot behind the scenes.
After all, the bigger the fuss became, the more he could use it to cause trouble for Arthur Weasley, and preferably make him lose his job at the Ministry of Magic.
In this way, under the guidance of Filch, Snape quickly found two little guys who looked miserable and were carrying a broken box and looking towards the hall on the first floor.
"Look! Isn't that Soth? Why is he sitting in the faculty seat?" Ron exclaimed in a low voice.
"Well - I think it should be related to this semester's courses. This semester there is an extra class every week on how to make magic scrolls, and he should be the teacher of this course. After all, this technology was invented by him last semester." Harry explained with some envy.
"So... he became the youngest professor in the history of Hogwarts?" Ron opened his mouth in shock.
Harry nodded slightly: "Yes. If nothing unexpected happens, no one will be able to surpass it in the future. But compared to this matter, I am more concerned about why there is a vacant seat on the faculty... Where is Snape?"
"Maybe he's ill," Ron said hopefully.
"Maybe he resigned because he didn't get the Defense Against the Dark Arts course he wanted most." Harry also began to fantasize.
Although at the end of last semester, he had learned some of the truth from Dumbledore and understood that Snape was protecting himself.
But when I think about the other party always finding fault and deducting points for no reason, I can't help but feel a strong sense of rejection and disgust.
If possible, he hoped that Snape would never appear in front of him again in his life.
Ron, who didn't know what was happening, obviously didn't realize that he was in big trouble. He continued excitedly, "Maybe he was fired! Think about it, except for the students in Slytherin College, everyone else in the school hates him..."
But before he could finish his words, Harry and Ron heard a very familiar and creepy voice behind them.
"Maybe he was listening to you two talking about why you didn't take the bus to school."
moment!
Both of them shuddered subconsciously and turned around quickly, just in time to see Snape's iconic face and the half-smile on his face.
At this moment, anyone who is not a fool should understand that the conversation just now was heard clearly by the other party, and that one's own situation is quite bad.
“Follow me!”
Snape glanced at the two students, who in his eyes were no different from idiots, then turned and led the way towards the cellar.
After a while, the three of them entered the faculty office which was very close to the Slytherin common room.
Just as Harry and Ron were preparing for a storm of sarcasm and ridicule that could drive a person crazy, they were surprised to find that the other party had given them each a glass of pumpkin juice.
"Here, drink it," Snape said in as kind a tone as possible.
Although he was very angry at what he had just said, his hardened heart would immediately soften when he thought of Lily's beautiful, gentle and peaceful face.
And he kept reminding himself in his heart that Harry Potter was Lily's child, and all this was for Lily.
There is no doubt that Snape's almost "gentle" attitude almost scared Harry and Ron.
It's like a guy who is always looking for trouble, and suddenly one day his attitude takes a 180-degree turn. Anyone with a bit of common sense will subconsciously become alert.
So even though Harry and Ron were already extremely thirsty, neither of them dared to touch the pumpkin juice, let alone drink it.
Because they were all worried that the potion master in front of them had put something in the pumpkin juice, or simply wanted to poison them.
In this situation of mutual distrust, the atmosphere quickly became weird.
Especially the smile that Snape had managed to force out, which almost broke several times.
fortunately!
His love for Lily finally made him choose to be patient, and he handed the newspaper to the two of them, and said in a tone that was as non-stern as possible: "Look, this is the trouble you caused.
In London, two Muggles were convinced they saw an old car flying over the Post Office Building, and in Norfolk, Mrs. Hetty Bayliss saw a car flying overhead while she was drying her washing.
In addition, there are records of four or five Muggles reporting to the police.
Do you know what this means?
This is a serious breach of the Statute of Secrecy! If you are not a student, you should appear in court at the Ministry of Magic right now to stand trial.
Especially you, Ron.
I remember your father worked in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, right? But now, his son has taken the lead in breaking the law and has also been exposed for privately modifying a car without permission.
Guess what the Ministry of Magic will do when it finds out? Maybe the situation you expect me to be expelled from Hogwarts will happen to Mr. Weasley first. "
moment!
The two people who had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem suddenly turned pale.
Harry in particular felt as if he had been hit hard by the tree he had just bumped into, and his heart was suddenly filled with a strong sense of guilt.
He simply couldn't imagine how he would face his good friend Ron, the twin brothers, and the kind and friendly Mrs. Weasley in the future if Mr. Weasley really lost his job because of this.
In contrast, Ron was worried about how his already poor family would make ends meet if his father lost his job.
Will my mother come to the school and strangle me to death? In short, like all the naughty children who get into trouble, they will only feel fear and regret when they realize the serious consequences of their actions.
Snape noticed this and immediately continued, "In addition to violating the Statute of Secrecy and the Misuse of Muggle Objects Act, you also harmed the school's very rare and precious magical plant, the Whomping Willow. So next time you do something like this, please use your brains and don't always be so foolish and self-righteous."
"Next...next time? You mean, we won't be expelled, right?"
Harry immediately tried to grab the last straw like a drowning man.
Because he would rather stay in Hogwarts as a handyman than be expelled and live with his aunt and uncle's family as an ordinary person.
"At least not this time. Just wait, after the Sorting Ceremony is over, Professor McGonagall will come to punish you personally."
After saying that, Snape waved his wand and instantly summoned a pile of pies, sandwiches, roast chicken, mashed potatoes and other food on the desk. Then he turned around and disappeared at the end of the corridor outside without looking back.
It was not until the footsteps gradually faded away that Ron and Harry, who were hanging in the air in the room, finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground as if they were weak.
Knowing that I would not be fired, the strong feeling of hunger soon returned.
This time, Harry didn't care whether the food was drugged. He tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Ron, while he held the whole chicken and devoured it.
After eating almost half of the chicken, they both stopped at the same time, picked up the pumpkin juice on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
When the hunger began to subside, Ron wiped the oil from his mouth and asked in an uncertain tone: "Mate, don't you think Snape's attitude towards us today is a bit strange? If it were in the past, he would definitely take advantage of the situation and even expel us from school."
"Well, it's a bit strange. He was so tolerant today that it's unbelievable. Even if Professor McGonagall came, I'm afraid she wouldn't have such a good attitude." Harry nodded in agreement.
"Is this some kind of conspiracy?" Ron's paranoia broke out on the spot.
“I don’t think so…”
There was a strong sense of uncertainty in Harry's tone.
Because he had no idea that his mother, who had been dead for many years, had been resurrected, and that he would soon have a stepfather.
I wonder if the savior's first reaction after learning these two pieces of news would be happiness or pain and despair? After all, the person he hated the most was already living with the person he loved the most, and maybe he would have a few more half-brothers or half-sisters in the future...
Just like that, in a peaceful atmosphere, the first day of the new semester passed safely.
Although Harry and Ron received very severe warnings and punishments, under the instigation of the Gryffindor students, they soon forgot how scared they were when they stood in front of Snape, and instead laughed happily.
But this good mood did not last long.
Early the next morning, the owl messenger dropped a red howling letter on the table. Ron froze in place, his hand holding the letter shaking constantly.
"Oh - no!"
There was despair in the eyes of the youngest son of the Weasley family.
"what happened?"
Hermione, who was sitting at the table eating breakfast, obviously noticed that something seemed to be wrong.
Zuo Si smiled and responded, "It's nothing, just a howler letter. I think Mrs. Weasley must be very angry about what Ron did, so she wanted to teach him a memorable lesson."
"Howler letter?"
It was obviously the first time Hermione had heard the term, and a curious look crossed her face.
"That's right. A magical letter that expresses the writer's strong dissatisfaction. Unlike ordinary letters that need to be read, you can think of it as a way of communication that directly transmits sound. As for the content, just like the name, it is basically expressed in the form of angry roars. Believe me, the moment the letter is opened will definitely be very interesting."
After saying that, Zuo Si raised the cup and took a sip of hot milk, looking like he was just here to watch the fun and not afraid of any trouble.
"You'd better open it quickly, because it will be worse if you don't. Grandma sent it to me once, but I ignored it, and the result was..." Neville, who was sitting at the next table, reminded carefully.
But instead of making Ron feel relaxed, these words made him even more nervous.
Because the latter had seen that the dead corner of the red envelope began to smoke and began to feel hot.
In the end, after hesitating for a moment, Ron tore open the wax seal with the mentality of going to the execution ground.
The next second...
The deafening roar spread throughout the entire auditorium.
The volume was so loud that even the dust on the ceiling was shaken off.
Mrs. Weasley's voice was like several roaring dragons, and everyone in the castle could hear it clearly.
I have to say, this was a huge social death scene for Ron.
Just look at his pale face and his uncontrollable trembling lips to know how powerful this roaring letter is.
Of course, for the other students present, this was perfect excitement and fun.
Especially near the Slytherin College table not far away, there were rude and mocking laughs. Master Malfoy was even happier than if he had won the jackpot. He only regretted that he didn't have a magic camera with him to take a picture of this scene as a souvenir.
If there is another conflict in the future, he can take out this photo and use it to humiliate the other party severely.
But the trauma inflicted on Ron's young mind will obviously last for a long time.
It is not difficult to tell from his depressed and dejected eyes that until this matter is forgotten, he can't expect to hold his head up high among his classmates.
As for Harry, he felt more guilty.
Because the Weasley family gave him the happiest time during the holidays, but his return was that Mr. Weasley almost lost his job and is currently suspended under investigation.
The two looked so dejected and silly that Hermione couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "I doubt that Ron and Harry have any such thing as memory. Didn't you know? They were fooling around in the Gryffindor common room last night and thought it was cool to drive a flying car to school. They didn't realize that they would have to pay a price."
"Impulsive, love of showing off and reckless, aren't these the common characteristics of boys of this age group? So there's no need to be too harsh on them. They will gradually mature in a few years." Zuo Si replied with a nonchalant smile.
"What about you? You seem completely different from them and have never done anything stupid." A hint of curiosity flashed in Hermione's eyes.
In her impression, from the moment she met Zuo Si until now, he has always remained calm, composed and mature.
Not to mention making mistakes, I've never even been nervous.
Whether it was the final exams that were enough to terrify most students, or standing on the podium to give public classes to famous wizards from all over the world, or facing the giant monster as big as a mountain on Halloween last semester, he always maintained a calm demeanor that cannot be described in words.
It is normal for someone like Headmaster Dumbledore to have this kind of demeanor. After all, he is hailed as the greatest wizard of our time.
But it seems very inappropriate when it appears on the overly young Zuo Si.
Hermione herself was deeply attracted by this maturity, rationality and calm demeanor.
"My situation is a little special. When you grow up a little, I will consider telling you some secrets and truths, but now is not the time." Zuo Si whispered in the girl's ear.
"Grow up a little bit?"
Hermione's eyes showed confusion and puzzlement.
She had no idea what this had to do with her age.
Zuo Si casually threw the milk that had been contaminated by the dust falling from the ceiling aside and patiently explained: "Some things may be too complicated for you to understand now. Wait until this time next year or the year after, and I will reveal some truths to you, the truth about this world and even the universe."
Without a doubt, this sentence completely ignited the girl's curiosity and thirst for knowledge. Her eyes flickered with a strange look: "You promise?"
"Of course, I promise. Because to me, you are the most special person in the world." Zuo Si responded meaningfully.
moment!
Hermione felt as if she had been electrocuted. Her heart began to beat wildly. Her neck and ears instantly became red and hot. She even lowered her head in embarrassment and dared not raise it.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but when that strange yet addictive feeling gradually faded away, she was surprised to find that Zuo Si had left at some point, leaving only an empty seat. For some reason, she felt a faint sense of loss.
But soon, the girl, under the influence of the second-year students of Gryffindor College, followed Professor Sprout to the greenhouse for her first Herbology class.
What made her even more surprised was that Zuo Si did not appear in class like other Slytherin students, but disappeared inexplicably.
…
At the same time, in the principal's office on the eighth floor of the castle, Zuo Si was teasing the dying phoenix, Fox, who was about to be reborn from the ashes.
Perhaps because of its Dumbledore family blood, this interesting-looking bird did not reject him. Instead, it obediently pecked his finger with its beak to express its closeness.
The moment he touched the other's fiery red feathers, Zuo Si felt a subtle agitation in his blood.
Although it is very mild, it may even be subconsciously ignored by most people.
But as a planeswalker, he keenly captured this moment.
There is no doubt that the connection between the Dumbledore family and the Phoenix is not just a legend, but there is really some connection between them.
It is possible that the first ancestor integrated the blood of the phoenix into his own body, or it is possible that he concluded some unknown magical contract.
Anyway, when you get close to the Phoenix, the magic power contained in its blood will be increased to a certain extent.
This also explains why Dumbledore's strength is so much higher than other wizards. Even Voldemort did not dare to confront him head-on, but just kept plotting in the dark.
If the old wand is added, the magic power alone will be at least twice that of other wizards.
Just when Zuo Si was considering whether he should take the opportunity to draw some blood from the phoenix for research while the principal was away, the tightly closed door suddenly opened and Dumbledore slowly walked in from outside.
When the old man noticed that Zuo Si was interacting with Fox, a smile appeared on his originally serious face, and then he said, "I think you must be wondering why I handed you over to my office on the first day of school, right?"
"No, I've almost guessed it. It must be related to the Philosopher's Stone's ability to bring the dead back to life." Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care.
"Oh? So Fudge has already greeted you?" Dumbledore was obviously surprised.
Zuo Si nodded slightly. "That's right. Minister Fudge has made an appointment with me to visit the Department of Mysteries on the weekend of the second week after school starts, and discuss the resurrection experiment. I have also received many letters from pure-blood families. I believe that with your rich life experience, you should know the contents of these letters."
"You agree?" Dumbledore asked, narrowing his eyes.
"I accepted Minister Fudge's invitation, but I did not respond to the proposals from the pure-blood families. Instead, I burned all their letters. You know, I am not interested in the pure-blood faction and their theories."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and openly stated how he handled the situation.
But this answer obviously did not satisfy Dumbledore.
Because in his opinion, it is better to completely ban such things as wanting to resurrect from the dead and never let them happen, rather than making a loophole in private.
If that happens, the entire wizarding world will be in chaos.
So after a brief silence, the old man slowly pulled out his wand and drew out a silver thread of memory from his brain and put it into the meditation basin, then took the initiative to invite: "Are you interested in accompanying me to watch a dusty memory from the past?"
"Memory? What is it about?" Zuo Si asked with a slightly curious tone.
"It's about some of the mistakes I made when I was young and arrogant and stupid."
As he said this, Dumbledore clearly showed a hint of shame.
He knew that he was not as perfect and great as the outside world rumored.
He made the same mistakes as Snape, and he also made the same mistakes as Voldemort. Even Grindelwald's revolution in the wizarding world that almost overturned the existing order was caused by him.
And what he has done over the years is just to repay the debt he owed in the past to some extent.
"I'm sorry, Professor, but I'm not interested in your mistakes or what you've done in the past.
All I know is that we are two different people, and I will never regret my choice.
If you want to lecture me, you've got the wrong person.
This kind of boring and meaningless behavior should be left to Harry Potter, who may listen to you a little bit because of his admiration for you."
Zuo Si chose to refuse directly.
He knew very well that what Dumbledore wanted to show him was nothing more than his experience after witnessing his sister's death and breaking up with Grindelwald.
As a talented wizard, this guy must have tried to conduct experiments such as resurrecting the dead.
If nothing unexpected happens, some tragedies will inevitably occur.
So the other party wanted to use his own failure case to convince Zuo Si to give up this crazy behavior. It would be best to destroy the Philosopher's Stone directly to eliminate the trouble forever.
Dumbledore would never have thought that in another world, resurrecting the dead was no big deal.
As long as it is not a natural death and there is enough property to pay for the resurrection, many churches and temples of gods will provide corresponding resurrection services.
Especially in Askatra, the capital of Amn, many heads of large families and their heirs, including members of the Six-Man Council, have purchased accidental death insurance from the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.
Yes, you heard it right.
The church in Woking not only provides various currency exchange, business investment, valuables consignment and storage services, but also provides insurance services.
Among them, accidental death insurance is the most advanced one.
As long as a large sum of money is paid every year, when these people die due to various accidents, the church will send high-level priests to resurrect them.
Of course, not just anyone can buy this kind of insurance.
Only the rich and powerful who have been doing business for generations and believe in the goddess of wealth are qualified to enjoy such services.
Therefore, when it comes to the matter of resurrection from the dead, Zuo Si's attitude is very casual, and he is not as serious and cautious as the people in this world.
He understood the nature of death and knew that the so-called resurrection was nothing more than the process of using life energy to reshape the body and then pulling the soul back from the afterlife.
In Faerun, due to the existence of an afterlife, many souls do not lose their memories for a long time.
Therefore, resurrection-related magic or divine arts often require the consent of the deceased himself.
But in this world, resurrection does not seem to require the consent of the deceased himself. When the spell or alchemical potion takes effect, the soul will be pulled back to the body in an instant and will be completely affected by any external factors.
"Do you want to explore the nature of death and the world after death?" Dumbledore keenly noticed Zuo Si's intention.
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. The nature of time, the nature of death, these are considered taboos in traditional magic, I am eager to explore them. If you want to stop me, then come on, I will not stop my pace anyway."
"You lack a reverent heart, Soth," Dumbledore said earnestly.
"Lack of reverence? No, professor, I revere everything that is greater than myself, whether it is a person or something else.
But if I choose to give up the pursuit of truth simply because of reverence, and use ignorance and stupidity as a shield, then I would rather die on the road to progress.
I'm very happy to be able to explain these things to you in person today.
If there is nothing else, I will take my leave now. "
After saying that, Zuo Si placed one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, then turned around and walked out of the principal's office.
Less than three or five seconds after he closed the door, a shadow of an old man with almost no hair and a face full of wrinkles suddenly appeared beside Dumbledore and said with a slightly emotional tone: "Smart! Reasonable! Excellent magical talent! And an extremely stubborn personality! He is really like you when you were young, Albus."
"Are you sure that Soth was not created with my blood and magic?" Dumbledore asked with narrowed eyes.
"Of course, I'm very sure. Because if I did it, I would definitely not deny it. You should know this best." The old man's tone was full of affection.
His words instantly softened Dumbledore's attitude. He took a deep breath and said, "I believe you have seen how amazing his potential is."
"Ah! I'm not blind, of course I can see it. Especially exploring the nature of time and death. This ambition is much greater than when we were young. Compared with him, Tom Riddle is just like a street gangster. Sometimes I really don't know what you are worried about?" The old man said with strong dissatisfaction in his tone.
"You don't understand, Gellert. If Soth was really created by magic, then they must have some ulterior motives. I will never take it lightly until I find out the truth of the matter." Dumbledore expressed his inner concerns.
Obviously, he had privately investigated Zuo Si's background and confirmed that none of his ancestors had wizard blood.
There is no doubt that the documents and memories that took so much time to forge finally came in handy at this time.
Even when Dumbledore himself came to investigate, he still didn't notice anything unusual.
Just the opposite!
This made him even more certain that Zuo Si was a child created by some magic to have a connection with Dumbledore's family, or even his own blood.
The old man called Gellert sneered and asked, "So what? Don't you see Soth's mature character and firm self-will? Even if those who created him had bad intentions, they can't exert any influence on him now. Because a wizard like him can never be manipulated by anyone. Your worry is completely unnecessary."
"Well - I hope so." Dumbledore sighed slightly.
At this point, there wasn't much he could do.
After all, the biggest difference between Zuo Si and Voldemort is that the latter always tries to circumvent the law and all rules and does whatever he wants without restraint.
However, the former places itself within the framework of rules and laws. Although it will use various means and loopholes to achieve its goals, it will generally not arbitrarily violate existing rules, at least not on the surface.
Moreover, everything Zuo Si did often benefited the people around him and even more people.
So no matter what he does, there will always be a large number of supporters around him.
This was the case last time when the technology for making magic scrolls and storing spells was created, and it was also the case this time when the Philosopher's Stone was used to resurrect the dead. Even Professor McGonagall, who had been silently supporting Dumbledore, began to waver.
The more he understood, the more Dumbledore felt the terrifying nature of this young man.
Even though he made almost no friends at school, he had a very bad relationship with even the Slytherin students.
Just as Dumbledore was secretly investigating Zuo Si, he had just finished a day's class and had quietly left the castle under the leadership of Snape and came to a house in a valley in the countryside.
As soon as he kicked open the door and walked into the living room, Lily, who was as beautiful as a girl in a white dress, ran out from the kitchen and gave Snape a warm hug.
The two of them kissed each other for a whole minute without paying attention to anyone around.
It was not until Zuo Si couldn't bear it anymore and coughed loudly that he was able to avoid being shown off in love.
"Ah! Sorry, I didn't notice you brought guests back." Lily immediately shrank her neck like a frightened animal.
"Don't worry about it. He's not technically a guest."
Snape had a happy smile on his face. He gently smoothed the long hair hanging by his lover's ears, his eyes full of doting.
If this scene was seen by other students and professors at Hogwarts, they would probably be shocked and start to suspect whether the Potions professor was someone else in disguise.
"I'll go cook first, you two can chat slowly."
Lily tactfully turned back to the kitchen and closed the door.
"It seems that you have found your lost love and everything, right? If you don't mind, can you tell me when you plan to hold the wedding? When do you plan to give Harry Potter a brother or sister?" Zuo Si pursed his lips and teased.
To be honest, he really didn't expect that a person's character could go from one extreme to another.
Look at Snape's reaction now. There is no trace of gloom and melancholy in his temperament. He is simply like a typical winner in life.
Especially this unknown house, which may look like just an ordinary farmhouse from the outside.
But once you walk in, you will find that the inside is completely built according to the style of a castle and a luxurious villa.
Whether it is the furniture, decoration or interior design, it all reveals a luxury that cannot be described in words. Even the presidential suites in five-star hotels seem so shabby in comparison.
What is the real secret of a beautiful woman in a golden house? This is it!
If any woman were in his place and a man was willing to build a house like this for her, she would probably find it hard to refuse.
What's more, Snape was not ugly, and his feelings for Lily were completely genuine, and he was even willing to die for her.
It is normal to fall quickly under the dual attack of material and emotional attacks.
It is not difficult to tell from the intimate behavior of the two just now that they have probably been sleeping in the same bed for a long time, and it would not be surprising if someone gets killed in a few months.
The only question is whether Harry Potter is mentally prepared for this unexpected surprise.
Of course, it is possible that it was a shock...
(End of this chapter)
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