The Golden Age of HP Rebirth

Gasped, he never thought he'd be standing in front of Snape like an idiot, arguing that he was a good man who deserved respect.

"What do you think?!" Snape stood up angrily, glaring at Harry, he raised Harry by a full head, his twisted expression, the dark cellar and dark robes made him look like a dark man Demon, ferocious and helpless.But Harry wasn't frightened, he even straightened up and looked Snape straight in the eye. "Why do you act like you know me, you don't know anything!"

Harry sighed, took the initiative to take a step back, and put his hands between Snape, as if to give each other a space to moderate their anger. "Trust me, I know everything, I know you, more than you can imagine." Harry said, feeling the headache slowly expand his body, and he was about to reach the critical point of saturation, the bomb in his body was ready at any time.

"You know? In what capacity do you know? I'm pretty sure I haven't seen a student named 'Peverell' at Hogwarts since I taught. Or maybe the last heir of the Peverell family is 100 years old. Years have passed away, where did you come from? You said you were Lily's friend, but why have I never heard of you?" Snape suddenly changed his strategy, as if all the gaffes and rudeness just now had never It happened, and the tense atmosphere before was all illusory.He's back to being that lonely, aggressive old bat with his arms crossed and his chest crossed.

There was an explosion in the distance, and Snape let out a snort and walked around the sofa to check the situation.Harry half bent over, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down.At that moment, many pictures rushed into his mind, they held hands and circled around him, they shouted loudly, and before he was ready, they slid away like the wind, only a trace of clues remained. Lost and blank after being escaped by it again.

When Snape came back again, he thought that the person who had already left the cellar was still sitting on the sofa, drinking the shallow layer of wine left in the glass. "Why are you still here?" He was a little dissatisfied, no one would stay by his side after he got angry.

"Because I haven't answered your question yet, have I?" Harry said, looking straight at Snape indifferently. "You asked me about my background before, I think I have an obligation to satisfy your curiosity, after all I plan to ask you for a favor." Looking at Snape's gloomy face, Harry suddenly felt lighter. "But tonight is obviously not the right time, we should all rest. Then I will come back at the same time tomorrow night." He said, picked up the manuscript on the table, got up and planned to leave.

"Don't you think it would be nice to leave early and just leave a note on the desk?" Snape said as Harry jumped over him and pulled the doorknob open.

"But you left just now because of the explosion. I have to make sure you come back safely before leaving. This is a basic etiquette duty." Harry had a serious face, and it would be more convincing if there was no sly smile in his eyes force.

Harry didn't know if it was wise to tell Snape who he really was, but he didn't want to lie to him again, that man was so suspicious and sensitive.Harry believed that the slightest clue would be enough for him to see through a lie, with the result that Snape would never forgive him again, trusting him, no matter what the underlying truth behind a lie, deceit was never commendable.Harry would rather admit that his past is a secret, and now is not the right time to unravel the fog.But Harry didn't want to exclude Snape, he recalled Snape's sad and powerless question: "You trust him... but you don't trust me." "Then why can't I get the same information?" You spy, you tell lies, you risk death for you. All this is said to keep Lily Potter's son safe. And now you tell me you keep him like an animal waiting to be killed Pig—" Harry raised his hand, wiping the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, he hadn't been immersed in these memories for too long.Nostalgia for the past is useless and dangerous. He has been self-disciplined and restrained during the day when he is awake, and he can't remember what kind of fantasy appeared in his sleep, but getting up becomes a rally that requires more and more hard work.

There was still no trace of Dumbledore on the campus. Harry pondered for a moment, and sent an owl to ask the headmaster for advice. After all, he was the leader of the Order of the Phoenix. Although he did not absolutely agree with all the old man's actions, he believed that, All Dumbledore's considerations are always based on the interests of the righteous side.The owl soon returned, "Whether to tell others your true identity is your right, but honesty can sometimes cause harm. Don't worry too much about the future, the future is always unknown, and history will not repeat itself again and again." Harry raised his hand and burned the parchment. It must be said that Dumbledore's support made him feel much more at ease.

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Snape snorted and glared at Harry with exasperation, sneer and a hint of disbelief, talking about your past and needing to establish an unbreakable spell?Are you a Muggle prime minister who infiltrated the wizarding world to spy on secrets?

"I pledge Peverell's surname. Unless we establish an unbreakable vow, I cannot tell you a word about my past." Harry knelt down on one knee first, with his left hand clenched on his heart, and his right raised His wand was level with his shoulders, and his expression was serious enough to show the seriousness of his words.

Snape moved his lips, the expression on his face became unpredictable, and finally he seemed to compromise and put down the wand that was pointed at Harry's nose a second ago. "At least, we still need a witness."

Just as he was talking, a flame suddenly burst into the fireplace, Dumbledore leaned out from it, and said with a smile: "It seems that I came at the right time, I don't think you will refuse to let me be a witness, right? Severus."

Seeing Dumbledore walking slowly, Snape folded his arms and returned to his previous alert state. "So this Mr. Peverell is indeed an astonishing figure, and it looks like I should be really proud to work with you." Snape glared at Harry with a slight tinge that he didn't realize. lost.Harry, on the other hand, was at a loss because of his anger this time. He had no idea how he had provoked Snape again, a delicate, sensitive and awkward bat?Harry shivered.

"Severus, my son, Harry had his reasons for keeping the secret before, and I asked him to do the same. I think you will understand after listening to his story later." Dumbledore conjured up He picked up the saucer and tea set, poured himself a cup, and found that the atmosphere was not suitable and decisively swallowed his invitation. "Now let's complete the oath as soon as possible."

Snape snorted, knelt down in front of Harry with a face full of reluctance, and they clasped their right hands.Dumbledore drew out his wand, and tapped the end of it on their tightly clasped hands.

"Professor Snape, would you like me to condition my word, no matter how absurd those experiences may sound?"

"If what you say is indeed true, then yes, I would," Snape replied.

A thin, blazing tongue of fire shot from the wand, like a red hot wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Are you willing to keep our conversation unconditionally secret and never reveal our secret to anyone in any form?"

"Yes, I would," Snape replied.

A second tongue of flame burst from the wand, intertwining with the first in a thin, glowing red chain.

"Are you willing not to use my words as the standard for measuring the future, stick to your original intention, and not let your future decisions be affected by it?"

Snape's eyes widened, obviously puzzled by the question, but he nodded and said, "Yes, I would."

The light of the third tongue of fire illuminated the whole living room red, the tongue of fire sprayed out from the wand, intertwined with the previous two, tightly entwined around their clasped hands, like a rope, like a jet. Fire snake.

The unbreakable spell was established, and both of them stood up straight. The effect of the spell made them feel like they were being shocked by an electric shock.

"So Harry, do you need me to stay here for the rest of the conversation?" Dumbledore frowned slightly and asked with some concern.

"I think I can take care of this, Headmaster Dumbledore." Harry politely declined the headmaster's offer.

Dumbledore nodded, grabbed a handful of floo powder and walked towards the fireplace. "Severus, I'm still not sure whether Harry's decision is correct, but Harry trusts you, and so do I. I know I've been asking a lot from you, but I hope you can still live up to it this time." Entrusted." As soon as the fire was lit, everything returned to calm.

Harry coughed lightly to break the silence: "Let's sit down, after all, this is not an easy and short story." Saying this, Harry sat down on the chair Dumbledore sat on before, and there were three cups on the saucer. Good cup of tea.Harry took a sip of an unused cup of tea, and after Snape sat down on his exclusive single sofa, he said, "Let me introduce myself first."

"Ha, I knew I had a great past, and it was impossible to deal with ordinary people like us by our real names." Snape took the teacup and said sarcastically with an exaggerated expression.

"My name is Harry Potter, and I come from another world."

"..."

It was late at night after the story was finished, but the two of them showed no signs of sleepiness. There was only a long silence and bitter thoughts in the room.Whether this experience