People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Ron was shocked.

Which warrior won Hermione's favor?

"By the way, how are we going to spend the Easter holidays?" Harry shook his head, throwing those strange thoughts aside.

Aphrodite propped up her head and thought for a long time. She wanted to take advantage of the holidays to destroy the Resurrection Stone with Dumbledore, but Dumbledore didn't seem to give her any contact information.

I wonder if I can find him in the Order of the Phoenix.

"We have two whole weeks..." After George sold out all the stock, he jumped off the sofa and squeezed in next to Afro.

Fred suggested, "How about going to Diagon Alley?"

Aphrodite thought about the shop Fred and George had bought in Diagon Alley. She hadn't been there since they started renovating it.

"That's a great idea!" Ron danced excitedly, "I don't want to do my homework at home."

In fact, he didn't want to do his homework at all.

Fred put away the corner of his smiling mouth and said coldly, "Ronald, you are not allowed to go."

At night, Harry began to dream again. It was still the same door. Open it... open it...

Harry stretched out his hand, pushed open the black door, and entered a room filled with small glass balls...

His scar started to hurt again...

boom!

The Catherine wheel firework hit a rocket, making a loud noise.

Harry woke up with a start, and he suddenly remembered that he had to learn Occlumency tomorrow.

He didn't want to face Snape. Harry was worried that when he saw Snape, he would not be able to help but ask him why he saved himself.

He was also worried that Snape would see his memory of sneaking into the Department of Mysteries, and he didn't know what Snape would say.

The next night, after dinner, Afro walked into the basement with a stack of parchment and Harry, who was full of sadness.

Snape, with his back to them, extracted some of his own thoughts and placed them carefully in the Pensieve.

"Have you practiced?" Snape's tone was icy, and his eyes looked back and forth between Aphrodite and Harry.

"Yes," Harry lied, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Miss Campbell must have practiced with Potter."

Afro looked carefully at one of the legs of the desk and covered up Harry's lie.

"Practice... practice once or twice."

Snape drew his wand and calmly turned his back to them.

"I'll know right away if I've practiced it."

Avro and Harry walked to their old position and were about to start practicing when Snape pushed the girl away.

"Let your old professor come today." Snape stood across the table facing Harry, "I'm afraid you'll break Potter's brain."

Harry looked at Snape and couldn't help but think of how he pushed him away a few days ago. He was also worried that Snape would see through his dreams.

His heart was beating fast.

Snape slowly straightened his robes and wiped his wand.

He seemed to be delaying time deliberately.

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly opened, and Draco walked in with a prefect badge on his chest.

"Professor Snape, oh - I'm sorry -"

He looked at them with a somewhat surprised expression, as if he knew for the first time that Harry was here.

"Potter and Campbell are doing some remedial Potions lessons."

Draco nodded thoughtfully, "Professor Umbridge needs your help. They found Montague."

Montague was the student who was put into the Vanishing Cabinet by Fred and George.

"Where?"

"He got stuck in a toilet on the fifth floor."

Snape looked at Afro who was lowering his head and Harry who was obviously happy, then turned around and left with Della.

Before leaving, he loudly instructed, "Potter, come back to study tomorrow, and help me put those potions back in the cupboard."

Harry turned his head and looked in the direction Snape was pointing. There were several unprocessed herbs thrown on the table.

With a bang, the door was closed again.

Afro walked to the table and found that the herbs there were what she needed now.

But apart from them, no one else knew about the research on the potion.

As Aphrodite sorted the herbs, she sighed in her heart that Dumbledore could not hide anything.

Harry stood in front of the girl to help her watch the door to prevent anyone from coming in.

"Aphrodite, what's in that stone basin?"

"That's the Pensieve. You're not seeing..."

Avro suddenly stopped. In the original plot, Harry accidentally broke into Dumbledore's Pensieve in the fourth grade and learned the story of Crouch Jr.

But this part of the plot did not happen due to her interference, so Harry did not recognize what the Pensieve was.

"It can store the wizard's memories."

Harry stared at the silvery-white substance in the stone basin, feeling curious.

And a voice.

Touch it, touch it...

Harry took a few steps unconsciously towards the Pensieve, and for some unknown reason he poked the contents of the Pensieve with the tip of his wand.

"Harry!"

The object in the basin was spinning rapidly, and Harry slowly leaned over it. Just as his cheek was about to touch the cold object, he felt a pain in his arm.

He is awake.

But it was too late.

Harry's head flipped into the stone basin, taking Aphrodite with him...

The darkness retreated quickly, and when they opened their eyes, they were back in the auditorium.

An auditorium where an examination is taking place.

Harry accurately found Snape among a group of students who were studying hard.

The teenage Snape looked pale, his hooked nose almost poking the test paper.

They walked around behind Snape and saw the title on the test paper - Ordinary Wizarding Level.

Harry raised his head and looked around, he saw his father, James.

Behind James sat Sirius.

A wave of excitement hit Harry. He saw his father, whose hair, eyebrows, and mouth were almost exactly the same as his own...

"Afro, that's my dad." He excitedly pulled the girl's sleeve, trying to pull her closer.

A little closer...

Let him take a good look at his father when he was young, who is the same age as him now...

Then he saw his father wrote something on a piece of paper and then crossed it out when he handed in the paper.

Harry followed his father's footsteps and went with them outside the castle, where they sat down under a tree.

The same tree. Harry and Afro often come here, do their homework under the tree, lie on the grass and chat...

He had a feeling that time and space overlapped.

In different times and spaces, in the same place, the father who had long gone away and the grown-up son stood side by side.

Harry could hardly hide his excitement, and he happily watched his father bickering with his friends until he and James saw someone.

Snape.

Afro, who already knew everything, couldn't bear to watch any further.

The turning point of Snape's life happened in this small world.

My best friend and beloved girl, my self-esteem as a human being...all disappeared at this moment.

All that is left is the regret and guilt that will be unforgettable and carried over forever.