Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning
Chapter 297
Then – the gift is delivered!
Lorne knocked on the patterned door, then turned and left in the snow.
In the dark night, only a delicate large gift box was placed in front of the door, and the exquisite ribbons on it were flying.
Inside the office on the ground floor.
Large flickering candles float in mid-air, illuminating the gloomy little room, and the slow-burning fireplace brings a hint of warmth in the cold, snowy night.
Snape sat at his desk, his falcon-like gaze mixing potions on the table.
There was also a delicate picture frame in his hand, but the photos inside were incomplete, only a vague figure of a girl, and part of her face had long since been blown into ashes.
Snape glanced at the photograph with a haze in his eyes.
This photograph that has been preserved for many years was made into what it is now when he fought Peter Pettigrew.
Sending Peter Pettigrew to Azkaban is too cheap for him!
Looking at the potion in his hand that was gradually changing color, Snape just wanted to add some ingredients.
But at this moment, there was a crisp knock on the door in the silent room.
Someone?
Snape was slightly stunned, placed the medicine bottle in his hand on the stand, and walked quickly to the door.
Who would come to him at such a late hour?
Could it be that Lupin has come to him again to ask for wolf poison potion?
Thinking of the werewolf who hadn't come looking for him for half a month, a sneer appeared on the corner of Snape's mouth.
Sooner or later, his identity will not be hidden, depending on what attitude Lupin will take to get out of Hogwarts at that time.
He's looking forward to it.
With a creak, the carved door opened, and a violent wind and snow poured in.
A large part of the candles floating in mid-air were blown out, leaving only a wisp of white smoke.
Snapra opened the door and looked around with some confusion.
Not to mention Lupin, not even a shadow of a person.
Strange, who was knocking on the door just now?
Is it a prank?
Snape's eyes narrowed half-squinted, ready to keep the pesky blizzard out of the door first.
However, just as he was about to close the door, his eyes suddenly saw a snow-covered box in front of his door.
If you don't look closely, you won't be able to tell it's a box.
Because it has been covered with a thick layer of snow, it blends in with the white environment around it.
"Someone has been here..."
Snape muttered, and didn't rush to pick up the box with his hands.
Because he remembered what the Weasley twins had done to Filch - filling an entire crate with big dung eggs.
After a moment of contemplation, he picked up his wand and swept away the snow from it, revealing his true face.
A delicate red gift box with a greeting card swaying in the wind.
As the levitation spell was cast, the contents of the greeting card appeared in front of him.
'Happy Birthday Sir!'
Birthday....
Snape was stunned, of course he knew it was his birthday.
But—since he came to Hogwarts as a professor, no one has ever given him a birthday present!
Who sent this?
He stood in the doorway for a moment of silence, then used the levitation charm to move the large gift box into the slightly warmer room.
The door slammed shut, shaking off the snow from the door frame and patterned glass.
Placing the large box on the floor, Snape pondered for a moment before using his wand to open the ribbon tied into a bow on it.
He can't be blamed for being too cautious, it's really the twins' prank that is too frightening.
Under the coercion of the big dung, Filch moved directly to the school infirmary for about half a month.
"Birthday present—huh!"
Snape sneered, and no longer hesitated, and directly opened the gift box.
He'd like to see what's in there!
As a gap opened at the top of the large gift box, Snape's eyes widened instantly, and his entire body froze.
Bang!
A crisp sound echoed through the silent office as a wand fell on the floor made of stone.
I saw that Snape's original sneer was replaced by consternation, and the hand holding the wand was also trembling slightly.
How can it be!?
I just saw the figure inside through the crack... It's familiar.
No... No way, that scene must have been an illusion.
How could it be her?
Snape pressed the emotion in his heart, and opened the closed box again with a slightly trembling hand.
This time, the gift box was completely opened, and the precious gifts inside were also exposed to his sight at this time.
Lily!?
Snape's eyes were stunned, and his lips trembled.
Seeing the sleeping woman who was tied up with streamers inside, he was completely stunned.
Unforgettable crimson hair, delicate and familiar face...
All prove that this 'gift' is the Lily Evans in his impression.
Can... But why?
Why is she here?
Wait - Transfiguration!
This Lily in front of her must have been conjured by a Transfiguration Charm!
Thinking of this, Snape picked up the wand on the ground in a bit of a panic, and aimed the tip of the hand at Lily, who was sleeping.
She must be a fake, Lily couldn't be alive - she had died at Voldemort's hands more than a decade ago.
However, with a burst of azure light, the sleeping woman in front of him still had the same face, the face that made him very heartbroken!
"No- it can't be, it's definitely a Transfiguration Charm!"
Snape whispered in disbelief.
But why didn't the Restoration Charm have any effect on her?
At this time, the woman in the gift box also slowly opened her emerald green eyes that were a little confused.
She looked up and met Snape's eyes.
I saw those emerald green, emerald-like eyes.
Snape couldn't help but take a step back, looking at the woman in front of him in disbelief.
"You can't be Lily Evans!"
He uttered the words with a trembling mouth.
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Lorne knocked on the patterned door, then turned and left in the snow.
In the dark night, only a delicate large gift box was placed in front of the door, and the exquisite ribbons on it were flying.
Inside the office on the ground floor.
Large flickering candles float in mid-air, illuminating the gloomy little room, and the slow-burning fireplace brings a hint of warmth in the cold, snowy night.
Snape sat at his desk, his falcon-like gaze mixing potions on the table.
There was also a delicate picture frame in his hand, but the photos inside were incomplete, only a vague figure of a girl, and part of her face had long since been blown into ashes.
Snape glanced at the photograph with a haze in his eyes.
This photograph that has been preserved for many years was made into what it is now when he fought Peter Pettigrew.
Sending Peter Pettigrew to Azkaban is too cheap for him!
Looking at the potion in his hand that was gradually changing color, Snape just wanted to add some ingredients.
But at this moment, there was a crisp knock on the door in the silent room.
Someone?
Snape was slightly stunned, placed the medicine bottle in his hand on the stand, and walked quickly to the door.
Who would come to him at such a late hour?
Could it be that Lupin has come to him again to ask for wolf poison potion?
Thinking of the werewolf who hadn't come looking for him for half a month, a sneer appeared on the corner of Snape's mouth.
Sooner or later, his identity will not be hidden, depending on what attitude Lupin will take to get out of Hogwarts at that time.
He's looking forward to it.
With a creak, the carved door opened, and a violent wind and snow poured in.
A large part of the candles floating in mid-air were blown out, leaving only a wisp of white smoke.
Snapra opened the door and looked around with some confusion.
Not to mention Lupin, not even a shadow of a person.
Strange, who was knocking on the door just now?
Is it a prank?
Snape's eyes narrowed half-squinted, ready to keep the pesky blizzard out of the door first.
However, just as he was about to close the door, his eyes suddenly saw a snow-covered box in front of his door.
If you don't look closely, you won't be able to tell it's a box.
Because it has been covered with a thick layer of snow, it blends in with the white environment around it.
"Someone has been here..."
Snape muttered, and didn't rush to pick up the box with his hands.
Because he remembered what the Weasley twins had done to Filch - filling an entire crate with big dung eggs.
After a moment of contemplation, he picked up his wand and swept away the snow from it, revealing his true face.
A delicate red gift box with a greeting card swaying in the wind.
As the levitation spell was cast, the contents of the greeting card appeared in front of him.
'Happy Birthday Sir!'
Birthday....
Snape was stunned, of course he knew it was his birthday.
But—since he came to Hogwarts as a professor, no one has ever given him a birthday present!
Who sent this?
He stood in the doorway for a moment of silence, then used the levitation charm to move the large gift box into the slightly warmer room.
The door slammed shut, shaking off the snow from the door frame and patterned glass.
Placing the large box on the floor, Snape pondered for a moment before using his wand to open the ribbon tied into a bow on it.
He can't be blamed for being too cautious, it's really the twins' prank that is too frightening.
Under the coercion of the big dung, Filch moved directly to the school infirmary for about half a month.
"Birthday present—huh!"
Snape sneered, and no longer hesitated, and directly opened the gift box.
He'd like to see what's in there!
As a gap opened at the top of the large gift box, Snape's eyes widened instantly, and his entire body froze.
Bang!
A crisp sound echoed through the silent office as a wand fell on the floor made of stone.
I saw that Snape's original sneer was replaced by consternation, and the hand holding the wand was also trembling slightly.
How can it be!?
I just saw the figure inside through the crack... It's familiar.
No... No way, that scene must have been an illusion.
How could it be her?
Snape pressed the emotion in his heart, and opened the closed box again with a slightly trembling hand.
This time, the gift box was completely opened, and the precious gifts inside were also exposed to his sight at this time.
Lily!?
Snape's eyes were stunned, and his lips trembled.
Seeing the sleeping woman who was tied up with streamers inside, he was completely stunned.
Unforgettable crimson hair, delicate and familiar face...
All prove that this 'gift' is the Lily Evans in his impression.
Can... But why?
Why is she here?
Wait - Transfiguration!
This Lily in front of her must have been conjured by a Transfiguration Charm!
Thinking of this, Snape picked up the wand on the ground in a bit of a panic, and aimed the tip of the hand at Lily, who was sleeping.
She must be a fake, Lily couldn't be alive - she had died at Voldemort's hands more than a decade ago.
However, with a burst of azure light, the sleeping woman in front of him still had the same face, the face that made him very heartbroken!
"No- it can't be, it's definitely a Transfiguration Charm!"
Snape whispered in disbelief.
But why didn't the Restoration Charm have any effect on her?
At this time, the woman in the gift box also slowly opened her emerald green eyes that were a little confused.
She looked up and met Snape's eyes.
I saw those emerald green, emerald-like eyes.
Snape couldn't help but take a step back, looking at the woman in front of him in disbelief.
"You can't be Lily Evans!"
He uttered the words with a trembling mouth.
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