Chapter 99: Snape's life without being despised In the picture, Snape, wearing a custom-made uniform, is waiting anxiously in front of the delivery room. "Is this Professor Snape?" Harry's mouth opened in disbelief. Snape now doesn't look like a wizard at all, he just looks like an ordinary Muggle. He is well-dressed and has no resemblance to him in real life except for his identical face. "Congratulations, sir! Mother and daughter are safe!" The nurse walked out of the delivery room, and as soon as she finished speaking, Snape rushed in directly. In the delivery room, a red-haired woman was lying on the bed. She looked pale and had a happy smile on her face. Next to her, a small baby with wrinkled features was sleeping soundly.
When Harry saw the woman's face, his mind was a little confused for a moment. "She looks a bit like my mother." Harry thought, "Why would the professor have such a dream?" Dumbledore closed his eyes. "Snape, after all this time, you're still like this..." The other professors looked at each other to confirm that they were not mistaken. "Is that Lily Evans?" Professor Flitwick whispered to Professor McGonagall. "Yes Yes." Professor McGonagall's eyes turned into crescents as she smiled. "So that's how it is, Snape. You hid it so well!" In the dream, Snape had already come to the bedside. "Thank you for your hard work." He looked at his lover, his love evident in his words. "I am fine." Lily shook her head, turned to look at the baby, and smiled happily. "She fell asleep." "Yes." Snape was a little at a loss. He wanted to touch the child, but was afraid of waking her up. "Have you thought of a name?" Lily asked. "Think about it." Snape said softly, "Just call me Harry." ……
Harry sat in front of the smoke screen, and his entire soul seemed to be sucked out. He was a little overwhelmed as to what he had seen. "Is that really my mother?" He suddenly felt strangely happy, "It turns out that I'm not the only one who dreams about my mother." All these years after my mother's death, some people still remember her. Harry suddenly felt like crying. It turned out that in countless late nights in the past, there was someone who had the same thoughts as him. But then he felt a little regretful. "It's a pity that no one will remember Dad except me." Harry wished his father could be loved by someone other than himself. …… The scene in the smoke quickly changed. Snape and Lily returned home with little Harry. In reality, Snape's residence is located in Spinner's End, next to a sewage river, full of dilapidated houses, abandoned factories and damaged street lights. His dream home is a large suburban villa with bright lights, warm decoration and a homely feeling. As soon as they got home, the doorbell rang. Snape opened the door and found a middle-aged couple standing outside. They were his parents. They looked harmonious and happy. "Severus, congratulations on becoming a father!" His mother, Eileen Prince, hugged Snape. And his father, Tobias Snape, asked with a hint of complaint - "Why didn't you tell us earlier? With so many things to come, do you want the two of you to handle it?" "I just don't want to bother you," Snape explained. In his real childhood, his parents quarreled every day, never paid attention to their children, and even abused him occasionally. He has been accustomed to solving everything on his own since he was a child. This habit still exists even in dreams. "What trouble is there!" Irene said dissatisfiedly, "Severus, you can rely on us more!" Old Snape also smiled at his son and said, "Why are you so polite to us? You have always been our pride!" Snape stammered, "Okay, okay!"
He didn't notice that there were two tear marks on his face. …… Time passed quickly in the dream, and the scene changed. Little Harry was already eleven years old. She entered Hogwarts, the school where her father taught, and was sorted into Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat. Snape sat in the guest of honor seat, looking at his children proudly. "Dad, did the Sorting Hat sort me by mistake?" After the Sorting Ceremony, Harry asked Snape, "I should have gone to your house!" "It's all the same, Harley." Snape said, "Gryffindor or Slytherin, you are all students of Hogwarts." Later in her college life, Harley saw a blond boy mocking children from mixed-race families. Snape educated Harry in time. "Don't discriminate!" he said. "Whether you are mixed-blood or pure-blood, there is no difference!" Harry nodded to show that he remembered it. Severus Snape is the most popular teacher in Hogwarts. He treats every student equally and is always patient. In Gryffindor's Potions class, all kinds of problems arise. Ron Weasley, a bit clumsy in class. Snape encouraged him: "Believe in yourself, Ron. Ever since you entered school, I knew you were a very talented little wizard, but you just lacked a little confidence. Come on, I always believe in you!" "Besides, you have beautiful red hair!" Hermione Granger completed various experiments quickly and well, but was then mocked by Malfoy. Snape always supported Hermione with a smile: "Who says that children born in Muggle families are not as good as those born in wizarding families? Hermione is the second best girl with potion talent I have ever seen! "By the way, the best is my wife!" As for Neville Longbottom, he was Professor Snape's favorite. "I never think there are stupid students." He said this to everyone, "For example, Neville, everyone says he is stupid, but I think you just don't see his strengths! "Oh, by the way, he has the same birthday as my Harry!" In their spare time, students also like to gather around Snape. "Professor, professor!" they shouted, "It's been five minutes since we last heard you tell us about how you and your wife defeated Voldemort together!" "Good good!" Whenever this happened, Snape would always smile and say, "Since you want to listen, I'll tell you! "The story begins when Lily and I met..." ……
Outside the screen, everyone was stunned. Including Bruce on the other side of the two-way mirror. "Is this still Snape?" he said, "or is this how he remembers himself to be?" "There's nothing strange about this." Katum said, "Some people use their whole lives to heal their childhood, while others use their childhood to heal their whole lives. The Snape in the dream had different experiences since childhood, so of course he looked different." Perhaps this is what Snape had always dreamed of. “But I’m still a little disappointed.” The owl tilted its head and said, "I thought I would see some fun, but I only saw an ordinary man." At this time, other professors were also discussing the issue. Among them, Professor Gail's reaction was the most intense. He walked out of the ward directly and said he wanted to be outside and quiet. He is old and can't bear to see this. Professor McGonagall said with some emotion: "If it weren't for this attack, we wouldn't have seen another Snape. "He in the dream has a warm heart." Hearing this, Dumbledore spoke. "You are wrong about that, Minerva." He looked at Snape in the picture and said softly, "Severus Snape has always had a warm heart." Looking at Snape's happy expression, even others would hope that this happiness could last. But alas, that's where it all ends. Dumbledore sighed, he had not forgotten the purpose of this ritual. Wake up Snape and ask for his attacker's identity. Dumbledore finally picked up the quill and wrote a line in the diary - "Wake up, Severus!" boom-- The image in the smoke screen suddenly began to shake, and Snape's eyes became confused. When the confusion turned into clarity, Snape saw himself surrounded by little wizards. "Professor, why did you suddenly stop talking?" someone asked. "I……" The memories in Snape's dream began to revive, and those happy scenes shocked his heart.
He suddenly staggered, covered his chest with his hands, and dared not speak. Is this a dream? Of course it’s a dream. How can I deserve everything I have now? That was something he didn't even dare to think about! Dumbledore continued writing in his diary: "Wake up, Severus!" boom-- The picture shook again, and the dream began to collapse. Snape's eyelids began to twitch as he lay on the hospital bed, showing signs of waking up. Just a little bit left at the end. Dumbledore picked up his pen again, ready to write one last time. However, at this moment, the originally trembling dream regained stability. In the dream, Snape, who was originally in doubt, took out his wand as if he had made some important decision. He put the wand to the side of his head and pulled it hard, and a silver thread was pulled out. Dumbledore suddenly opened his eyes wide and cried out: "Stop, Severus..." "Fuck you Dumbledore!" Snape cursed, "This is my reality, yours is a dream!" Snapped-- It was like the TV screen suddenly went out and all the images in the smoke disappeared. Snape did not look back and plunged into his dream again. Waking up was too painful for him. "Severus, how could you be so foolish—" Dumbledore whispered. Then, he saw a paragraph of text appear in the diary—— "Do you really think so?" The font is elegant, but not Voldemort's font. More like it was written by a woman. Before Dumbledore could reply, more words appeared. "Then let me see how smart you are.
"Or rather, look how smart you are!" not good! Alarm bells rang in Dumbledore's mind. He pushed aside the diary in his hand and was about to swing the Elder Wand. But it was too late. A ball of silver light suddenly exploded from the diary. Along with the loud eagle's cry, everyone in Hogwarts Castle felt something strange in their hearts. When the light disappeared, Dumbledore quickly checked the status of other teachers. But when he turned around, all the scenes in front of him changed. He was in an old house, and the furnishings around him looked extremely familiar. dong dong dong- A girl ran in excitedly, waving a letter in her hand. "Brother, I received the acceptance letter from Hogwarts!" 4000 first orders plus more (End of this chapter)