Chapter 938 Lily, I'm Here to Say Goodbye

Dumbledore's attitude towards magic is more inclined to the orthodox witchcraft of ancient wizards, and in terms of transfiguration, he tends to perform deformation on the outside world.

He is obviously not interested in the next changes, but Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick, who are going to discuss how to arrange the new magic defense system of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, are all excited. Staring at the high platform, he didn't go back immediately to start this important discussion.

Even Grindelwald stared closely at the high platform, partly because of his interest in the magical Animagus transfiguration, and more because he wanted to see Anton's wand that can transform people into The magical tricks of magical creatures.

After Anton told him that, Grindelwald couldn't help chuckling at the magic materials used in the ritual magic that Anton was arranging on the high platform now.

"Young people like to bluff and make the scene big."

Dumbledore shrugged, "It's human nature to be showy, and we all hope to win more people's attention and applause."

see~

Even the most powerful wizards in the world can't see the clues, let alone know what Anton is doing.

Colorful candles that are as thick as pop-top cans are covered in every corner of the entire high platform, and there is a curved water tank around the outermost circle, which is filled with essential oils extracted from mandrake leaves and collected at night when the dawn is about to dawn. The dew is mixed, and there is a huge stone cauldron in the middle of the high platform, which is filled with dark green viscous potions.

The lenses of several magic mirrors were aimed at the high platform, and people carefully watched Anton's arrangement through the images of the magic mirrors, trying to learn this ritual magic.

But it is impossible for them to learn.

because……

This is an anti-Animagus ritual magic, not used to conceive the Animagus body, but to strip the Animagus.

It lacks the most important potion ingredient in Animagus ritual magic - the chrysalis of the ghostly moth.

The little wizards didn't understand what Anton was doing, they just stood there blankly, all of them looked serious under the gaze from outside the high platform.

Suddenly, all the candles were ignited, the potion in the stone cauldron boiled rapidly, and a faint green mist was evaporated. The mist was mixed with the smell of essential oils, and every little wizard on the high platform felt sick and dizzy. illusion.

Some people became sluggish, and a few made retching sounds in a trance.

"Oh huh~"

The old wizard Fiennes exclaimed, "The soul-shifting spell? In the form of ritual magic?"

Grindelwald glanced at him in surprise, "It is said that you have researched the 'Theory of the Unification of Curse and Potion', is this the way of thinking?"

Fiennes giggled with some pride, "That's right. Tsk tsk tsk, Anton obviously wants to perform a soul operation on the best young generation in the wizarding world, and none of you are going to review Anton." What is Dong going to do?"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, "There are specialties in the art industry, when you go ahead of everyone in a certain way, no one can judge whether what you did is right or wrong, this is a wizard, the strong are responsible, and the strong can do whatever they want. "

Dumbledore sighed, "Yes, that's why we hope to have a more sound magic system education, so that all wizards choose to send their children to school, so that we can guide them what is right when they are young. wrong."

It seems that Anton started researching from 'Animagus' to the present level, maybe in the future, someone will study along the magic of 'Item Activated Spirit Curse' until most of them don't know what this wizard is doing the point.

boom~

The potion steaming in the stone cauldron gathered in the sky above to form a cloud, and the cloud curled up, and bolts of lightning surged. When the first lightning strike hit the crystal stone on a certain plate on the high platform, all the candles burst into flames nearly a foot high.

The entire high platform seemed to be completely cut off from the real world, becoming dreamlike and unreal, as if swaying in the galaxy.

"Ah~~~"

While terrified, a little wizard let out a cry of pain, and his whole body suddenly became blurred. It's as if a painting suddenly becomes blurred and distorted, or a wax figure of a man is distorted and deformed in the heat, and his skin, hair, eyes, clothes, wand, wizard hat, accessories, etc. all seem to dissolve together.

Countless long white hairs sprouted from his body.

Not only him, the little wizards on the high platform are all accepting such changes.

Harry Potter was obviously a bit special. This time, the Animagus transformed extremely quickly. After a while, he turned into a two-meter-high big white bear, roaring with his head raised.

As the roar grew louder, a pair of purple antlers burst from the top of his bear's head.

Under the high stage, all the parents and audience were exclaiming and watching this scene nervously.

Grindelwald put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and a blue pupil flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to see...

The trajectory of Voldemort's fate suddenly changed dramatically!

No need to guess, Grindelwald can guess what Anton is doing as long as he looks at the Harry Potter roaring upwards on the high platform.

He observed something changingly, raised his eyebrows, and secretly glanced at Dumbledore, who was looking around, without saying anything.

In the long river of time...

In the depths of the colorful mist, the rich silver light is misty.

Looking inwards through this layer of mist, suddenly bright and warm sprayed on the face, the breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, fluttered the butterfly's wings, and gently passed by.

Snape and Lily were lying on their backs under the tree, looking at the somewhat fragmented blue sky through the gaps in the leaves.

Everything seemed so quiet and peaceful, and the beautiful music was jumping like a deer in my heart.

"Sev, it's really beautiful here!"

Lily stretched out her pale fingers to block the beam of light that was gradually moving onto her face, and watched curiously as the light danced through the gaps between her fingers.

"Did you bring me here today to share this interesting sight you found?"

Snape was silent for a while, then sat up slowly, staring blankly into the distance, "No, you found this place, you brought me here."

Lily froze for a moment, then turned to look at Snape, "You've become so strange recently! You often say things I don't understand."

Snape pursed his lips and let out a deep breath, "Yeah, everything is different..."

"Lily, do you know?"

"My students are waiting for me to go back and that's my responsibility."

"My friend Fiennes, my apprentice Anton, and that Gillian Nicklaus who only had eyes for me, she used to be a werewolf..."

"It was a new life waiting to welcome me."

"And the Dark Lord..." Snape paused, and continued to mutter in a low voice, "Voldemort, he seems to be coming out of that silver tunnel again, I can feel it."

"You are right. People always have to look forward and enter a new stage of life. Everything is constantly developing..."

"Sev?" Lily also sat up and looked at him suspiciously, "What are you talking about?"

Snape turned his head to look at her, his eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia, and he smiled slightly, "I want to say, meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."

"I am grateful that fate once brought us together."

Do you have any regrets? Of course, it was a pain brewing in the bottom of my heart that became more and more difficult to break free with time.

Is there pain? Of course, every day and night, regret and annoyance stirred his chest like a knife.

Snape had too many things to say to Lily, but after meeting Lily, there was only a happy smirk left in those words.

"Lily..."

"I came to say goodbye..."

"I'm sorry my heart is no longer dead..."

"I can hear that woman muttering in my ear, I can feel the potion that Fiennes took the trouble to concoct for me while cursing, and I can also feel that bastard Anton trying to pull me out of this place. The world, to resurrect Voldemort, whom I managed to kill..."

"I want to go and say thank you to Fiennes."

"I want to hug that crying woman."

"I want to beat Anton up."

"I think……"

Snape looked at Lily, smiling with sadness, nostalgia, reluctance, and relief, "I think it's time to say goodbye."

"Lily, thank you for appearing in my life and being the most beautiful and brightest color in the first half of my dark life."

"And now, I will travel far to see, feel, and meet more scenery."

Lily looked at the tearful Snape inexplicably, thought for a while, moved her butt a few times, leaned over, and gently hugged Snape.

"Sev, I don't understand what you're saying, but if you're traveling far, I wish you the best of luck."

As if a silver Klein bottle burst suddenly, countless mist dispersed, and Snape, who was lying in the dormitory of the professor of potions in Hogwarts Castle, slowly opened his eyes.

"Ah~"

"Sev!"

A silver washbasin fell to the ground, and Gillian stared blankly at Snape who was slowly sitting up, covered her mouth suddenly, her big eyes turned red, and tears fell, "You finally woke up Already!"

Snape looked at her tenderly and smiled slightly, "Yes, there is everything I can't let go of here."

He originally planned to run to beat Anton up when he woke up, but seeing the weeping witch, his heart suddenly became warm.

Those tears fell on the ground, smudged the reality of this world, everything changed from black and white to colorful, with a touch of floral fragrance and wonderful music.

Snape wiped away the tears on her face with some preciousness, hoping to protect all these good things.