[HP] Read "No Peace"

[Half a minute later, Albus and Harry sat back at the table in the guest house—Harry sat where Sirius had been before, and the sullen waiter looked suspiciously at Albus.By this time, Harry had calmed down a little.He stared at Albus, eyes full of confusion and, of course, a little curiosity.

"My child," said Albus, "what's the matter with you?"

"I—" Harry started reluctantly, and then closed his mouth as if choked.Then he took a deep breath and continued, "I went to meet Voldemort according to your arrangement."

Dumbledore silently added another clue to the already messy one.

"I—I mean, Voldemort's Killing Curse hit me, and when I opened my eyes there was...here."

It seemed that something prevented Harry from fully expressing his meaning, and his expression looked really desperate enough.

"Maybe this is the afterlife, Professor." Harry said, "It sure is a great adventure."]

Voldemort and Riddle sneered.

"I didn't expect you to be exchanged," Hermione said to Harry, "but it seems to be more acceptable."

Harry forced a smile.

[Harry looked so desperate, if anything, it might be the look on Harry's face that Albus saw just before Snape's Killing Curse hit him.

"I guess you found that many things are different from what you thought." Albus still chose to speak despite his conclusion.

"A lot of things." Harry seemed to have a piece of ice stuck in his throat, "a lot of—such as opening my eyes to find that I was—oh, Professor..."]

Probably imagined something, Snape's face turned blue.

Of course, so did Harry and Sirius.

Hermione tried to convince herself to calm down in her heart, and her voice didn't tremble.

[Harry buried his face deep in his palms, looking about to collapse.

Albus decided to let Harry calm down a little longer, so he asked the hostess for a room (she looked downright curious), and Dumbledore sat in a chair while Harry fell asleep exhausted on the bed. In his slender fingers, his oak wand shone slightly, leaving a peaceful environment for Harry.

Harry didn't wake up until nightfall, startled when his bewildered eyes caught sight of Albus, and then when he put on his glasses - expensive silver lace glasses (Harry stared at them for a long time in awe) , it suddenly dawned on me.

"Yes, I'm dead too, Professor," said Harry softly. "Maybe this is the world of the dead?"

"I don't think so," said Albus gently.

Harry looked up at his old professor in surprise, and a smirk flickered in his eyes when he noticed the floral shirt and jeans on Albus.

"Very suitable clothes, Professor."

"Thank you for the compliment, Harry." Albus sat in the chair in a comfortable position - that is to say, with his legs crossed - which made him look like a very old Muggle, except for the silvery glint. long beard and long hair, "Since both you and Voldemort exist in this world."

Harry stared at the old man in surprise, he was keenly aware that when the old man mentioned Voldemort, he was not [so] serious. 】

"It shows that you are also very 'intelligent'," Harry chose an opportune moment to fire back.

His sworn enemy was silent.

["I-I don't know very well, Professor." He said cautiously, "Maybe I died with him? Then he also appeared here, which means we still need to fight him?"

"Maybe I didn't say it very clearly." Albus patted Harry, who straightened his back, "In this world, I found Severus and Sirius—the dead people, and many People who were still alive before I died—of course, I can't be sure that they will live forever." Harry's expression looked confused, and then he quickly regained consciousness, which made Albus a little distressed, and he knew he had to go through What kind of process can give a child the ability to remain calm under such a huge shock to analyze perhaps too much information.

"However - Harry, James and Lily are still 'dead', in this world."

Harry, who was radiant because he heard Sirius existed in this world, seemed to be hit hard, and he looked at Albus in disbelief.

"My father and mother—"

"Sorry to say, Harry, I don't think the world is the same as it was before, but not the world of the afterlife."

Albus gently asked Harry to drink a glass of milk and go back to sleep. Although he wanted to know what caused Harry to suffer so much (maybe it had something to do with Harry's partner in this world, Severus), he decided that tomorrow Let's talk again. 】

Hermione put down the book tremblingly and covered her face, as if she couldn't bear to read any more.Skeeter looked at him sympathetically.

Lucius and Draco turned their eyes frequently to Snape and Harry, with similar subtle expressions.

"Give it to me," Riddle said gloatingly, and even used a very polite tone, "Miss Granger?"

Hermione turned her head away, but smashed the book on his "handsome" face very accurately. Although the latter was not too angry, it might be because she was too curious and looking forward to the following content.

Riddle picked up the book contentedly.

[The next day was a rainy day, and Harry sat on the bed, holding a cup of hot chocolate, and brought Albus the unsurprising news: Of course, after being hit by Voldemort's Killing Curse, he opened his eyes and found that he was leaning against In the arms of the least-favorite Potions professor in seven years (although Harry later determined that Snape was in fact great and brave),]

"puff!!--"

The sound of many people choking on saliva and coughing immediately sounded in the spare time that Riddle deliberately set aside.

But without waiting for anyone to express some opinions, he immediately read on.

[And Snape's huge nose is squeezing his own, and the lips of the two...are only a centimeter, or five millimeters away from touching each other—]

Rita Skeeter screamed in an unladylike manner for half a minute, and the lingering lingering sound made the other eleven people either cover their ears or cast a silencing spell on themselves.

Snape's face turned purple.

Harry looked like he was going to faint, and Sirius was out of his body, a white translucent object hanging from the corner of his mouth, dangling, delirious.

Draco tried to verify whether there was a problem with his hearing by banging his head on the table (obviously, it was not the hearing that was the problem, but the brain).

Lucius opened his mouth wide into an O shape, and stared at Snape strangely.

As for the others... Well, they are still sitting in their seats. As for whether they are roaring in their hearts, no one knows.

[And his own hand wrapped around Snape's neck, making Harry horrified to discover that this action happened with his acquiescence or initiative. 】

Harry silently covered his mouth and bent over to throw up under the table.Hermione and Sirius watched him anxiously.

Snape... sorry, he seems to have activated the passive skill of Occlumency.

[Albus tried not to let himself laugh out loud at the words "I broke his nose, I'm sorry but I was really surprised.", and his distorted expression made Harry sigh helplessly . 】

As Riddle read, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his shoulders kept shaking.

Dumbledore here obviously couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, and Skeeter covered his mouth and laughed like hell.

Lucius hooked the corner of his mouth subtly, but was embarrassed to find that he didn't know whether to smile or not.

Voldemort and Bellatrix laughed uncomfortably.

This time it was Sirius and Snape who slid off their seats, although one of them had laughed too hard and the other had passed out with rage.

["Okay, Harry." Albus said to Harry at last, "There may be something you need to know about."

Albus took out the letters and newspapers he had received in the past few days, and while Harry was reading them - Albus noticed the changing strength of Harry's face and hand.

"Oh."

After reading all the letters (the ones Albus had received in recent days, which showed something of the "reality" of the world now) and the newspapers, Harry looked up, his eyes blank.Albus looked at Harry worriedly.

"I have nothing to say." Harry looked at the newspaper in disgust: there was a photo of Harry and Voldemort—handsome, more like a young Riddle meeting cordially, "I can't imagine shaking hands with Voldemort unless, I am not me."]

The smiles of Riddle, Voldemort and Bellatrix all faded away.

Afterwards, Riddle pursed his lips and threw the book on the table very rudely.The book slid some distance across the table and stopped right in front of Dumbledore.

"That's great, I've been waiting a long time," said Dumbledore curtly, picking up the book as quickly as possible, "Please don't mind, Harry."

The golden boy who was—maybe still is—slowly shook his head.

["Harry."

"I witnessed Voldemort's evil deeds." Harry looked up suddenly, "I can't forget, so many people... Mom and Dad, Cedric, Sirius, you, Remus and Tonks, Fred ( He choked up, and Albus guessed he saw the newspaper clipping of Fred and Angelina's wedding), and Colin and all the dead... I would die to destroy him, Professor, and you, always The person who leads me and teaches me to fight, shows me these things, do you want me to shake hands with him?"

"I don't wish so," said Albus. "You will always be you, and can choose any path you wish."

Albus looked into Harry's eyes, those green eyes - Lily's, full of hatred perhaps?He found himself in pain, and maybe his arrival had disturbed everything—he had brought Harry, and brought this world that was more cruel without gunpowder, and Harry was still a child, and he shouldn't have to bear it.

Harry's green eyes twinkled bewilderedly, and then his concentration focused, as if on a point.

He looked at the newspaper clipping in his hand again.

"Fred is still alive... Then, Professor, you said that Sirius also..."

Facing Harry's expectant eyes, Albus nodded and said, "Yes, in fact, just yesterday, before you met me, I just talked to Sirius."

So much happiness and pain flashed across Harry's eyes, Albus hugged Harry, and Harry hugged the old man. 】

Grindelwald sighed "tsk tut", "It's really a touching teacher-student relationship."

"If you're jealous, just say so!" Sirius and Hermione exclaimed in unison.

【"I want to find Sirius."

"We'll find him, Harry," said Albus gently.

Time seemed to be frozen in the old and thin chests of Albus and Harry, flowing quietly and silently with the sound of rain.

"I guess Sirius still lives in London, No. 12, Grimmauld Place."

Harry nodded.

"We'll go find him when the rain stops—what can we do before then? The cookies at the guest house are good, and if you don't like it, we might as well play a game of crackling and exploding."

"Before that, Harry, I think you should explain to me."

There was a gloomy sound at the door. 】

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