Chapter 198 Mother and Son Recognize Each Other

Harry could clearly feel that something was wrong between Sherlock and Snape today.

Professor Forrest was still the same professor, and Snape was still the same Snape, but they seemed to have a tacit understanding that they had never had before, as if they had been together for a long time.

This made Harry a little confused, and what made him even more confused was the question Sherlock had just asked him.

Sherlock no longer kept Harry in suspense, but said seriously.

"In fact, the voice you heard may not be your hallucination, but it really exists."

Harry was not stupid, he could hear what this sentence meant.

"You, you mean... my mother, she is still alive!"

His breathing became very heavy, and he asked without blinking.

He was so cautious, as if he was afraid that if he spoke a little louder, he would scare Sherlock away with a positive answer.

However, Sherlock did not nod as Harry expected, but just said solemnly.

"Yes, she is still there, but it cannot be said to be alive, but she is accompanying you in another way."

Harry knew nothing about him and Snape, so he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all.

But Sherlock didn't need him to understand, but took out his wand and warned him.

"Relax Harry, don't be too nervous, close your eyes, keep your breathing even, and empty your mind and don't think about anything."

Harry was of course not wary of Sherlock, and did what he said, closed his eyes, and tried to adjust his breathing.

Snape next to him looked impatient, but he still knew what was good and didn't disturb them.

Sherlock was also waiting quietly with his wand raised. After about five minutes, when Harry's breathing gradually became even.

He finally stretched out his wand and pointed it at the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead, which was well-known in the magic world, and tapped it gently, while whispering a spell that outsiders couldn't hear.

A light blue light lit up from the contact between Sherlock's wand tip and Harry's forehead scar.

The blue light looked very cold, a bit like the faint light emitted by ghosts at night, but Harry, as the person involved, didn't feel the slightest bit of coldness.

Instead, a warmth that seemed to come from the soul rose from the deepest part of his body, going up until it came out of his forehead and was pulled out by Sherlock's wand!

Snape, who was watching from the side, saw clearly that after the cold blue light lit up on Harry's forehead, it quickly emerged from his body and then gathered and solidified in front of him.

Finally, it formed a figure that made him haunt and unforgettable in his life!

"Li... Lily..." Snape looked at the witch who was floating in front of Harry, who was as transparent as a ghost and looking at the witch around him with a blank face, and murmured the name.

Harry also trembled slightly at this time, and then slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, he saw the face that usually only appeared in photos and dreams!

Although Sherlock had given him a vaccination in advance, Harry was still stunned in place as if he had been petrified by the basilisk. Only his subconscious trembling voice shouted out the name that he had never shouted to a real person.

"Mom..."

After being silent in Harry's body for more than ten years, Lily, who suddenly reappeared in the world, was also shocked to see everything in front of her.

"Harry!"

Harry's body trembled, staring at that face, his eyes moistened at some point, he slowly stretched out his arm, trying to touch Lily's body, but now Lily was obviously not a physical body.

His fingers passed through the illusory body, and he could only feel a burst of coldness.

Sherlock smiled at this scene, revealing a look of relief, then he lightened his steps, walked to the door quietly, grabbed Snape's arm by the way, and forcibly took him out of the door.

"You just met Lily in the past, now leave this time to Harry, after they finish talking, you will have plenty of opportunities to see her again in the future."

Snape looked a little unhappy, but he didn't say much.

Sherlock leaned against the wall, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly asked.

"Have you told Dumbledore everything?"

Snape didn't say anything, just nodded calmly.

Sherlock was not surprised by this. Although Snape was not a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he was also one of Dumbledore's staunch confidants. If Dumbledore asked, he would not hide such things.

After looking up at the ceiling of the corridor for a moment, Sherlock stood up and warned Snape.

"If you don't want Lily to hate you more, you'd better not go in and disturb them."

Snape didn't say anything, but Sherlock knew that he knew more about this matter than he did.

Then he left his office and walked along the corridor on the third floor, and finally came to the stone monster stationed in front of the principal's office.

"I want to see Professor Dumbledore."

Before Sherlock could explain his purpose, the stone monster automatically made way for him as if someone had greeted him and knew he was coming back in advance.

He walked up the spiral staircase and pushed the door into the principal's office.

The old man with a white beard, who was highly respected in the magic world, was not busy with complicated work at this time. Instead, he took a break and leaned on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, tasting honey candies with a happy expression.

Compared to the possibility that Dumbledore was being lazy, Sherlock felt that he was deliberately waiting for him to come to his door.

"Professor, Snape should have told you everything."

There was no roundabout politeness or probing, Sherlock went straight to the point.

Dumbledore watched Sherlock open his eyes, his blue eyes extremely bright under the crescent-shaped glasses.

He did not hide the admiration revealed in his eyes, nodded and said.

"He told you about your experience, and you handled it very well Sherlock. Judging from Severus' retelling of your experience, I don't think anyone can do it better than you."

Sherlock was not modest either, and sat down opposite Dumbledore carelessly.

"I just did what felt right and made some small changes to the situation."

Dumbledore blinked, a curious look on his face.

"Severus has never told me about this."

"It's not that he doesn't want to tell you, it's just that he just found out." Sherlock said calmly, "Harry is meeting with his mother in my office right now."

Dumbledore was obviously stunned by Sherlock's words. Even the previous principals who were napping on the wall opened their eyes in surprise and started whispering to each other.

After two or three seconds, Dumbledore came back to his senses. He looked at Sherlock deeply.

"You rescued Lily?"

"It can't be regarded as being rescued. Essentially, she is still dead."

Here, Sherlock repeated what he had explained to Snape before to Dumbledore.

After Dumbledore listened to his complete experimental hypotheses and procedures, his expression became more and more surprised. Until he finished listening, he looked at Sherlock deeply.

"Since the basilisk incident last year, your changes have made you more and more outstanding, Sherlock. When you were a student, I knew that your talent was very high, but I didn't expect that you would achieve such an achievement. ”

When Sherlock heard his unsparing praise, he waved his hand and said without any sign of complacency.

"I feel that there is still a big gap between me and the truly skilled wizards." He looked at Dumbledore solemnly, "Before I came back, I met Riddle from that period."

Dumbledore's eyes became dark.

"Did he attack you?"

"It was already too late when he took action, but I could still feel the gap between me and him."

Sherlock said with lingering fear that when Voldemort finally arrived, he really thought he had accidentally failed.

"It's different, Sherlock." Dumbledore shook his head, "I know he was very strong at that time. Even before he aged, I can't guarantee that I can beat him, but you are only 23 years old. , there is still a lot of time in the future.”

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

"At least, Tom was not able to combine the advantages of Horcrux interception magic with another magic when he was your age."

"Maybe...I can change some of my original plans..."

He said the last sentence as if to himself, his voice was so low that Sherlock didn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say? Professor."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Nothing. Can you tell me more about what you experienced in the past? I want to know more details."

Sherlock did not refuse. He told Dumbledore the truth about what he had experienced, excluding the small parts related to Silk.

It wasn't because there was nothing he couldn't say about Silk. He just felt that it was his own private matter, and he still had the right to keep such relatively private matters confidential.

After hearing everything, Dumbledore let out a long sigh.

"The traitor who remained hidden in the Ministry of Magic until the very end was Barty Crouch Jr."

Sherlock looked surprised.

"It's actually him!"

"It wasn't until Tom completely lost his power that he was exposed. Everyone was in disbelief. But Tom's disappearance made him hysterical. Finally, his father Barty Crouch caught him personally. And sentenced him to life in Azkaban."

Dumbledore folded his hands on his desk and looked calm.

"It is precisely because of such a scandal that Barty, who had a high chance of taking the position of Minister of Magic, lost the election, and Fudge, who has always been unpopular, can take office."

When Sherlock heard Dumbledore say this, a look of regret appeared on his face.

"I should have known from Snape in advance who were the Death Eaters who were later captured. He must know about this."

Snape did know that Sherlock would definitely remember if he asked.

But at that time, all his thoughts were involved in how to save Lily. Sherlock didn't mention it, and he didn't think about it.

"This ending is good enough." Dumbledore said softly, "There is no need to pursue perfection too much."

"Eddie Butler is a wizard who deserves respect. I once had contact with him and wanted to recruit him into the Order of the Phoenix, but he was gone before I could officially say it." Dumbledore said with some regret.

"That's why I agreed to bury him in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts later."

Sherlock was a little depressed when talking about this topic. The scene was silent for a long time before he took out the small iron box in the shape of the family crest from his pocket.

"Besides Lily, my other biggest gain is this."

He opened the iron box in front of Dumbledore, revealing the brass key inside.

"Riddle put a very important thing into the family vault of the Lestrange family. I heard this news from Rodolphus and Rabastan."

"And this key hidden in the badge box, professor, don't you think it looks like the key in the Gringotts treasure house?"

Dumbledore stared at the key in Sherlock's hand, which was exactly the same as the Gringotts treasure house key!

"Where did you get it from?"

"Rabastan, who was killed by my Explosion Curse, I found this on him."

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, and his glasses seemed to reflect a dim white light.

"You can try... But to open the treasure house of Gringotts, you need more than just the key."

Sherlock had naturally thought of this a long time ago, which was why he confessed to Dumbledore about the treasure house key.

"So Professor, I need your help."

Dumbledore looked at him.

"What do you want to do?"

Sherlock narrowed his eyes.

"As a diehard fan of Riddle, almost all the members of the Lestrange family were arrested in Azkaban. But after all, it is an ancient family. Outsiders will definitely not know whether there are illegitimate children outside, right?"

Without too much explanation, just based on these words, Dumbledore has heard what Sherlock wants to do.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded gently to express his attitude.

While Sherlock and Dumbledore were plotting against each other, Snape was still leaning against the door of Sherlock's office, silently listening to the conversation of mother and son recognizing each other.

Harry and Lily were both very excited at first. After crying with joy, Harry excitedly told her about his experiences over the years.

Of course, he only said good things about everything, not bad things.

Although Lily had always been with Harry in a special way, she could not perceive what was happening in the outside world.

Under Snape's seemingly calm appearance, he was actually very nervous inside.

He was afraid that Harry would complain to Lily about how he had made things difficult for him in Hogwarts over the years.

Fortunately, Harry only reported good news and not bad news, and never mentioned the injustices and sufferings he had experienced.