Chapter 215 Who Loves Her the Most

fluttering fluttering~~~

A lovely gray and light brown owl flies into the cabin.

Standing on the cabin surrounded by sofas on the second floor, he raised his little paw proudly and put a letter in Neville's hand.

"It's Anton!" Neville exclaimed excitedly. He held up the letter and showed it to all the students.

"Quick, look what's written in it!" Both George and Fred became excited.

"Dear cottage family..." Neville raised his head while reading the letter, covered his mouth, and suddenly choked up.

George patted him on the shoulder, and Fred took the letter from him and read it.

"I'm sorry that I can't go back to school for the time being. I feel that the school is being shrouded by a dark force. I'm going to find the power to save Hogwarts."

"I think it's time to give up some of the fun and make us all toughen up and trust the magic wand in our hands more."

"I left some things for you, hoping to help you."

"Remember, the code word is, go ahead."

"I'll be back as soon as possible."

"Anton."

After reading, George and Fred looked at each other.

At this time, Hannah screamed, "There is something in the envelope."

When the envelope was poured out, it was a dry elephant vine, only one finger long.

"???"

"What is this for?"

No one could tell, and other students gathered around to watch, guessing the function of this mysterious thing.

"Go forward bravely..." Neville pursed his lips, holding the dead elephant vine branch in his hand, with a firm expression on his face, "Yes, go forward bravely!"

Suddenly, a burst of light erupted from the dead branch, and in the light, the Elephant Elephant Vine House began to twitch the vines, revealing a sloping green staircase in front of several people.

As the stairs went down step by step, all the way to the ground, a wide hall of about 300 square meters appeared in front of everyone.

There is a huge bookshelf in the middle of the hall, and countless manuscripts about spells are piled up in every corner of the shelf.

Gently pulled out a copy, the manuscript was all in Anton's handwriting.

The black handwriting was revised and revised with red and blue pen and ink.

Holding the manuscript in one hand, Neville turned his head to look at all the students with a serious expression, "I think it's time for our Dumbledore's Army to gain some power."

The other hand was raised, and the dead branch in his hand burst into light again, and a door made of mud and vines was slowly exposed on the right wall of the hall. Inside the door, there was the faint neighing of a snake.

The messenger owl flew around the secret room downstairs and flew out along the stairs.

fly.

fly.

Fly around the castle.

Eventually slipped through a window slit into an office.

The owl began to distort the figure, eventually becoming Anton.

He turned to look at the hut between the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest, and smiled slightly, "Interesting."

"I am patient and let the bullet fly for a while."

...

Too many things have happened at Hogwarts, which has exceeded the content of the original book. Anton can't make himself walk in the familiar plot nodes as skillfully as before.

But that's okay, it's becoming more like the real world.

Yes, the ray of sunshine in Anton's heart exuded a warm light, telling him clearly that this is not a novel, this is not a movie, this is...

It is a real world with flesh and blood.

Some dangers can no longer be viewed with a condescending gaze.

So Anton came here, Professor Snape's office, the place sealed by Dumbledore.

For now, this is probably the safest place in Hogwarts Castle.

Moreover, this is where Anton needs to save the most.

He came to this world and changed the fate of many people, some good and some bad. He didn't know if it would be a good influence on Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but he knew that he would feel guilty if Snape disappeared into the long river of time because of this.

This teacher who didn't care about himself and love himself for any profit reasons.

"Thousands of things, let's start with you." Anton stared at Snape.

This teacher is in a strange state, with a wacky smile and flying hair.

Overwashed? Otherwise, a head of greasy semi-long hair can't fly up.

"Then..." Anton clenched his wand tightly, stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the looming Time-Turner in front of Snape, "Go and have a look."

Phew~~~

Countless pictures flashed quickly, and countless words turned into indistinct murmurs, receding extremely quickly.

These images and sounds flickered extremely fast, until they turned into colorful mist in the end.

It's as if Anton used the 'Grindelwald Eyes' to travel through his memory to the depths of his soul.

If time doesn't exist...

If the concept of 'time' exists in the deep memory world of everyone...

Then Anton was very pessimistic about Snape being able to revive Lily.

It's almost impossible.

Especially in the memory of Voldemort, Dumbledore, Harry Potter and other characters who have had a profound impact on the history of wizards, it is even more impossible to forge a "fact" that "Lily" is actually still alive.

Anton even had a weird and outrageous conjecture.

If Lily is still alive, what would be the reason, because she reflected Voldemort's Killing Curse, and by chance, she combined with Voldemort's Horcrux on Harry Potter?

A 'Lily card' Voldemort?

Oh~ please don't.

It's messy enough.

...

South West England, Godric's Hollow.

This is a gathering place where wizards and Muggles live together, and many famous wizards have lived here.

Most famous of all, of course, was Godric Gryffindor, the founder of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, the founder of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

There is also the Dumbledore family. After the old Dumbledore was imprisoned in Azkaban, the Dumbledore family moved here.

But it seems that it is not blessed by Gryffindor. The Dumbledore family did not get lucky because they settled here. The crazy sister killed her mother and died under the wand of her brothers.

Such a tragic fate happens from time to time in Godric's Hollow.

Like the Potters.

Two couples who were only 21 years old were brutally killed, leaving behind a little orphan over one year old.

Oh, and their weird-looking pet cat, a kitten that no one cares about and destined to end up on the streets.

It's been a long, dark night.

Anton looked at the house from a distance. Under the dim light, he could see a beautiful figure hugging his child and smiling happily.

"Potter, he's much prettier than you."

"Of course, Lily, he has the same charming eyes as yours." A mature-looking young man looked at her and the child tenderly.

...

"They look happy, don't they?" Snape's voice sounded beside him.

Anton looked up at Snape, the old man's eyes looked particularly painful.

Of course, these are not the point, he looked at his hands and Snape's body, a little surprised.

They seem to be ghosts, wrapped in a translucent milky white mist, lightly touching the trees beside them, they can penetrate in unimpeded.

This feeling is like turning into a ghost.

Anton finally understood how the old wizard Fiennes felt. Even though he was in this world, he felt an inexplicable sense of distance, uncomfortable and powerless.

Snape was holding the Time-Turner in one hand, and lightly waved his wand with the other hand, and the two of them appeared at the door of the Potter family in an instant.

The laughter in the room grew louder.

Potter broke his face with his hands, pretending to be a pig to tease his son, but Lily laughed so hard that he fell on the bed and couldn't stand upright.

However, at such a beautiful moment, a noseless face suddenly appeared out of the window.

Potter's pig head froze instantly, watching all this in disbelief.

boom!

As if a huge gust of wind was blowing, the door of the hut hit the wall, and the whining cold wind poured in.

"I found you." Voldemort licked the corners of his lips, walked gracefully and leisurely towards the inside.

"Do not!"

"don't want!"

Potter rushed out, spreading his hands in front of Voldemort, and shouted loudly, "Lily, run!"

A green light flashed, and the man who rushed out bravely before he could find the wand fell to the ground in an instant.

"Heh~" Voldemort sneered, and continued to walk inside.

Snape looked sadly at Potter lying on his feet, and he closed his eyes deeply when he heard the shrill roars in the room.

"Tell me, does he love Lily more than me?"

"So desperate? Just to fight for even a second."

Anton sighed and shook his head, "Love can't be used for comparison, it's just that you can't get it if you can't ask for it, so that people will forget that the trivial daily life is actually more worth remembering. "

Snape sighed, looking at himself who had disapparated, feeling a little dazed, "How can I save her?"

The fog dissipates~~~~

Anton appeared in Snape's office, looking at the petrified Old Stan in silence.

Using the Time-Turner so skillfully, with such restraint and urgency, I am afraid that Snape has long lost count of how many times he has studied the knowledge of the Time-Turner.

"So, how many times have you traveled through time in this instant?"

Trouble~