Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts.

Chapter 71 The Lost Child

“I think I should come to you, Dumbledore.”

An uninvited guest arrived at Hogwarts in the evening.

After Filch led the elderly wizard in a dark green cloak and gold-rimmed glasses into the headmaster's office, Dumbledore put down his quill and rubbed his temples.

"Ah, it's been a long time, Lyle."

The wizard appeared calm and decisive. He sat down directly opposite Dumbledore and spoke in a deep voice.

"You know why I came here."

“He hasn’t come back since his mother passed away. I understand he doesn’t want to bother me, but we also made a promise that he would write me a letter every week, and he has never missed this tradition over the years!”

"Dumbledore said calmly."

"He went to do some work for the Ministry of Magic, but ran into some trouble."

The wizard named Lyle just stared at him.

"In his last letter to me, he said that he was surrounded by many people like him!"

“Yes.” Dumbledore neither denied it nor avoided the wizard’s gaze. “They are a pack of werewolves.”

"The Ministry of Magic sent him infiltrated?"

"Yes."

"So now he's out of contact?"

"That's it."

A brief silence fell over the principal's office. The portraits on the walls held their breath, and everyone sensed the impending accusation.

"Are you going to make a move?"

After a long pause, the wizard asked softly.

Dumbledore nodded, and he spoke seriously.

“Severus Snape, the Ministry of Magic has arranged for him to go there.”

"That prodigal son who turned over a new leaf?" The wizard was clearly familiar with this person from the recent news, but he quickly frowned. "Does this person have a grudge against him?"

“Things are different now.” Dumbledore offered his hand. “He will handle this.”

"Where is he now?" the wizard persisted.

Dumbledore stared at him for a while, then finally pulled out a piece of parchment, wrote a message on it with a quill, folded it up, and pushed it in front of the wizard.

“I understand how you feel, Lyle. If you insist on going, then take this letter to him.”

The wizard took a deep breath, picked up the parchment from his desk, and before turning to leave, he suddenly stopped and said something.

"No matter what, I am very grateful to you, Dumbledore. Back then, you were the only one who was willing to accept him!"

After saying that, he left the principal's office without lingering.

After he left, the afterglow of the sunset shone through the windowpane onto the office, and as time passed, it gradually moved onto the old man's white beard.

Dumbledore placed his hands in front of him and fell into deep thought.

As Arthur boasted, his research and practical skills in Muggle technology far surpassed those of other wizards.

Before it got completely dark, he had completely destroyed the street lamp, turning it back into an ordinary lighting tool.

“My work is done, and it’s getting late. Molly and the children are waiting for me to come home for dinner.” Arthur packed up the wrench and other things, said goodbye to Severus, and said, “You must bring Dudley to the Burrow sometime. George Fred likes you very much, Charlie is also very curious to see what you look like after the change, and Molly is a big fan of that vampire story.”

Severus waved to him as well.

"I will definitely go if I have the chance."

The next second, Arthur Apparated and vanished from the spot. After watching him leave, Severus glanced at his watch, wondering why Harry hadn't returned yet, and then strode towards the Granger family apartment building nearby.

As soon as he approached the apartment door, he heard a woman crying inside.

Severus frowned slightly and rang the doorbell.

Soon, a man with a panicked expression and a pale face pushed open the door. Upon seeing who it was, he clearly showed disappointment.

Behind him, a woman sat in a chair, sobbing, which made Severus sense something was wrong.

"I am Dudley Dursley's tutor. Is he at your house?"

"It is clearly Hermione's father, Mr. Granger," he replied in a trembling voice.

"They've vanished! We can't find them anywhere!"

Severus frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart, and immediately went inside.

Where were they before?

"It was in my daughter's room, and to get out, you had to go through the living room! But my wife and I spent the whole afternoon watching TV in the living room, and we didn't see anyone come down!"

Severus didn't linger; he quickly walked up the stairs to the second floor where the door was open, clearly the little girl's bedroom.

A checkers board was placed on the carpet, the windows were tightly closed, and everything around was tidy, with no signs of fighting or struggle.

Only the rag doll that had fallen onto the carpet, its back zipper pulled open.

At this point, the Grangers also caught up. Compared to Mrs. Granger, Hermione's father was still able to remain calm even in the face of this situation.

"We've already called the police, and they're on their way! Do you know anything about them? Where can they go?"

Severus simply picked up the Niffler doll from the ground, and upon seeing this, he understood that Harry and Hermione were involved in matters related to wizards!

He held the doll, turned to Mr. Granger, and asked in a deep voice.

"Where did this thing come from?"

Mr. Granger's eyes showed a moment of confusion; something seemed off about him. Upon hearing the question, he answered instinctively.

"He was a father who gave this to my daughter as a token of his gratitude for treating his child."

Seeing his condition, Severus realized that Mr. Granger's memories had been altered using a forgetting spell!

Without hesitation, he pulled his wand from his sleeve, and then, under Mrs. Granger's anxious gaze, waved the wand at Mr. Granger's forehead, using the Oblivion Charm to break the spell.

The wizard who cast the Oblivion Curse was clearly unskilled; Severus could break the spell of this level with ease.

Soon, Mr. Granger's eyes cleared from their initial confusion, and he began to breathe rapidly.

"In the forest! Right in Sherwood Forest! The man led me to a dilapidated shack inside! There was a child lying there with a high fever! They forced me to prescribe medicine for the child! Then they gave me this doll and told me to remember it was for my daughter!"

"But why did I forget everything before?! Why did I forget all of this? I only remember giving this to Hermione?"

He suddenly stared intently at the wand in Severus's hand; clearly, having regained his memories, he was quite familiar with it.

"You are the same kind of people!"

As he said this, Mr. Granger had already spread his arms wide, his face grim as he shielded his wife behind him!

At the same time, a greasy-haired ghost within Severus's body also roared.

"This is the second time! This is the second time!! It's lost for the second time!!!"

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(End of this chapter)