Chapter 154 Disagreement

Snape's expression and voice were very wrong.

This was completely different from the Snape in Sherlock's impression, who was gloomy all day long, as if someone owed him 2.58 million and he would never find a wife in his life!

His eyes were no longer gloomy and fierce, but full of hope.

Sherlock stared at him, and Snape like this made him feel very wrong, and he frowned and asked.

"What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me..." Snape actually laughed, "I'm very good! Forrest! Thank you! Thank you very much!"

It was getting weirder and weirder.

Sherlock looked at Snape's smile, which was not a sneer or a grin, but a really happy and thankful smile, and his heart became more and more frightened.

"What do you want to do? Shouldn't we think about how to go back now?"

"Go back?" Snape said softly, and he and Sherlock looked at each other, "Why go back?"

"Are you going to stay here forever?" Sherlock asked word by word.

"Why not?" Snape breathed in a relaxed manner, "This is the best world for me! A world where she is still alive and I still have a chance to save her!"

Sherlock alertly heard the key point in Snape's words.

""She"? Which she? Are you talking about Harry's mother?"

"She wasn't in 1977!"

Snape said calmly.

In an instant, Sherlock figured out what this greasy old guy wanted to do!

He remembered what Lupin had told him before.

The reason why Snape hated James so much at the time, in addition to part of the school violence, was that Harry's mother finally chose Harry's father instead of him!

So, this guy now wants to be a minotaur!

Turn himself into Harry's father!

Sherlock stared at him.

"You want to flirt with Harry's mother!"

Snape said irritably: "I said, she is no one's mother now!"

"Shut up! Do you know the consequences of doing this!" Sherlock stared at him intently, "As a professor at Hogwarts, you should also know that time cannot be played with, and history that has already happened cannot be changed! All we can think of now is to find a way to return to our timeline, instead of staying here and letting you rob someone else's wife!"

"She is no one's mother or wife!" Snape suddenly roared, "What history! What time! Since I can come back here, it means that fate has given me this opportunity! I want to change everything! No one can stop me!"

Sherlock looked at Snape as if he was looking at an unreasonable madman.

"What were you doing in the past! A chance to start over? Snape, you should have read the records about time travelers. You know what happened to those who tried to change history. None of them had a good ending! The past can no longer be changed. This is the law of the world! People should not live in the past forever. This time does not belong to us, because there is another pair living here. All we can do is to create a better future, instead of being trapped in that damn past!"

Snape looked at him coldly.

"Of course you would say that, because you can't change anything. Your mother has already died at this time! You can't change anything yourself, so you say such things!"

Sherlock's face darkened.

Snape's words were too much. Even if Sherlock had no feelings for the original owner's mother, he was angered by his words and grabbed his collar directly.

"I say it again! We have to find a way to go back! If you come here alone, I won't care no matter how you kill yourself! But now I am here with you! If you do something you shouldn't do! Then I will be implicated!"

"Then why did you bring me to this time? It's fun to let me see hope but not let me pursue it!"

"You think I want to! You still have the nerve to say it! You are a professor at Hogwarts, Harry's teacher! But what did you do? For your own personal grudge, to avenge Lupin and Sirius, you would rather let Lupin become a werewolf in front of them than give him the wolfsbane potion! If you have even a little responsibility as a teacher, you shouldn't do this!"

"What do you know! Do you know what they did to me in school!" Snape roared, "I will not only snatch Lily back here! I will also avenge them here! Let them know what regret is!"

Sherlock finally couldn't help it, he punched Snape in the face and knocked him to the ground!

Snape was knocked unconscious by his sudden attack, and blood kept flowing out of his nose.

Sherlock pushed him to the ground with force. Snape kept struggling, but he, who had been studying potions in the basement for many years, could not be a match for Sherlock, who was young and strong and insisted on exercising every day.

"Do you really think there is a regret medicine in this world!"

"Now is the time for me to regret!"

"It will only get worse!" Sherlock gritted his teeth and punched Snape in the face again, "If you really want to make amends, the right thing to do is to be nicer to her son! Not this cowardly regret!"

"You don't understand anything at all!"

"Yes! I don't understand! But I know I want to go back to the original time!"

In less than a moment, Snape was beaten so hard that his nose, tears and nosebleeds were all over his face.

Seeing Snape covering his head and no longer struggling to resist, Sherlock no longer wanted to wake him up.

He got off Snape panting. He had cast spells continuously during the time travel before, and his actions at this moment made him consume his physical strength very quickly, and his body was extremely tired.

Sherlock sat next to Snape, who covered his face with his hands, as if he had been beaten to death by him, motionless, and said nothing.

Both of them breathed heavily and were silent for a moment.

"Okay, let's both calm down." Sherlock said while relaxing his breathing.

Snape turned his head away, as if he didn't want to listen to him.

"I know you have your demands." Sherlock looked at the white clouds floating in the sky and said, "Although I can't understand, I can also support some of your ideas. For example, let you meet the mother of Harry in this world first."

"Her name is Lily Evans." Snape, who looked like a dead man, said suddenly.

Sherlock chose to make some concessions.

"Okay, Lily Evans. Since you miss her so much, then you should meet her first. After the meeting, we will talk about the rest of the matter."

Snape wiped the snot, tears and blood on his face with the sleeve of his robe, then stretched out a hand to Sherlock and said coldly.

"Give me back my wand."

"Don't even think about it." Sherlock stood up from the ground, "I won't give it back to you until we have settled the matter and reached a consensus."

"Then how can I go to see Lily?" Snape also sat up from the ground. He looked so embarrassed now. Apart from that stinky face, he didn't look like the former Dean of Slytherin.

After hearing that Sherlock was willing to help him see Lily first, Snape's emotions were not as extreme and violent as before, and he began to be willing to communicate.

Sherlock certainly knew that this was a compromise gesture that he would show when he didn't have his wand.

If he hadn't taken Snape's wand away at the beginning, Snape would definitely have run to Lily's doorstep now.

"I agree that you go to see her, but you have to listen to my arrangements next." Sherlock stared at him, "Let's not think about the differences between us first. According to the current situation, we are grasshoppers on a rope, so we have to figure out what we brought with us."

Because Sherlock brought it up first, he also took out all his things first.

He took out the magic bag with the traceless extension spell, and poured out the contents on the ground in front of Snape.

In addition to the two hundred wands, there was also a bottle of Felix Felicis given to him by Slughorn, the Philosopher's Stone fragments from Nico Flamel, several bottles of pre-prepared sorrow potions, some potions with other effects, a bag of gold galleons, and several magic books.

Seeing Sherlock showing him all his things, Snape also silently took out a bag that was obviously also attached with the traceless extension spell.

He did not pour it directly like Sherlock did, but took out the contents one by one, carefully.

Soon countless potion bottles were placed in front of Snape.

His face was expressionless, but he could not put on that cold and stinky face after being beaten by Sherlock.

"Do you still want me to introduce them to you one by one?"

Sherlock looked at the colorful potions and waved his hand.

"No need to introduce it to me, you just need to tell me if there is any polyjuice potion you prepared in advance."

Snape looked up at him, then took out a potion in a kettle from the pile of potions.

"These are them, just put a hair in it and it will work."

"Then do you remember where you are now?" Sherlock asked.

Snape squinted his eyes, he was not reminiscing, but reluctantly said the name of the place.

"A street in Cokeworth, named Spider's End Alley, I didn't leave there during the entire summer vacation of the sixth grade. Lily should be there now."

"Okay." Sherlock stretched out a hand to Snape, "Let's go, our first stop here is to go to Cokeworth first."

Snape did not take advantage of Sherlock's kindness, he got up from the ground with a cold face.

"Cleaning spell."

Sherlock didn't care about it. He shrugged and pointed his wand at Snape. All the dirt on his body disappeared immediately, and he became brand new.

Because this time was a time Sherlock had never experienced before, they had no way to use Apparition to reach their destination directly.

Snape might be able to do it, but Sherlock would definitely not let him touch the wand.

But in the British wizarding world, in addition to Floo powder, Apparition and Portkey, there is a fourth means of travel.

Sherlock stretched out his wand and stretched it straight to the side, just like a Muggle hailing a taxi.

Not long after, a purple three-decker bus suddenly appeared on the endless wheat field path, driving towards Sherlock and his team at an undecelerated speed.