Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 1103: Snape’s memory

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"Isn't this a lot of people left!" Hermione comforted him.

"Yeah, it's a lot of people left." Harry said that his mood didn't seem to get much better. What he really cared about was that Ron and Cho Chang (Autumn) didn't go. "At Maeda's evening party, we practiced the spells taught by Ivan. , Everyone is doing pretty well. "

A moment of silence, anyone can tell that Harry's is not very emotional.

"Sirius, I came here today, I want to talk to you ..."

Boom, there was a violent vibration from the fire.

"What is this sound?"

"It's Fred and George, I asked them two to help me meet this time for time." Harry said indifferently, "I don't know what he is going to do, it's probably a special fireworks and firecrackers, they two think Since Dumbledore is not in school, they do not need to abide by the school rules, so from four days ago, Hogwarts has been full of Wei Slytherin quality magical fireworks, everywhere. "

"good heavens, do the professors care?"

"The deans didn't shoot, and the other people couldn't catch the two of them, and they didn't know how they did it. These fireworks are hard to eliminate, but more and more."

"They cast a lot of counter-curses on fireworks. For example, if they are hit by Stunning Spell, they will explode directly; if they use Vanishing Spell, these fireworks will increase tenfold." Ivan said with interest, "Fred and George is very idea Great, the hoax fireworks they produced are amazing, and of course, using some deep spells will still solve them ... "

Hermione glared at him, this is not something to be proud of.

"Harry, did you just want Fred and George to buy time for you?"

"Yeah, I need them to attract attention in order to successfully enter the Umbridge's office to use her fireplace, oh, here is the special action team's office. You know, the other fireplaces in the school are monitored by the Ministry of Magic , Can't be used, only Umbridge is the exception here. "Harry said," She had left a mouth for her office before. "

"You can't do that!" Hermione said immediately, "You will be in big trouble."

Harry ignored her, he still looked at Sirius, "Sirius, I want to talk to you about my dad."

"What do you want to say?" Sirius looked at him, he hadn't interrupted before.

"Last night, I went to Snape for counseling. Malfoy suddenly broke in and called him away. They seemed to have found the missing Montague in a toilet on the fifth floor. That was done by Fred and George." Harry quickly He said, breathing gradually, "After Snape left, I couldn't help but look at the Pensieve he left behind. Every time he taught me brain closure surgery, he would keep some memories there ..."

"You saw something about James?" Sirius looked at him, "in the memory of Snape's."

"Yes." Harry nodded, his expression became more melancholic, "Listen to me, Sirius!"

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At this moment, only Harry is left in the Snape's office, and the silver-white substance in the Pensieve not far away is spinning.

Harry knows that it is Snape's thought, if he accidentally breaks through the Snape's defense, the other party does not want him to see those things.

Looking at Pensieve, there was a wave of curiosity in Harry. What is it that Snape is so careful to hide?

He took two steps towards the table and thought hard.

Will that Snape decide to hide him? What about Department of Mysteries?

Or is it related to Voldemort?

Look at the things he did in school after headmaster and Ivan left, and they were together with Lucius · Malfoy.

The more you think about it, the more Harry thinks it is possible, maybe he will discover something secret.

He looked back, his heart beating faster and faster.

How long does it take Snape to rescue Montague from the toilet?

Will he return directly to his office, or will he **** Montague to the school hospital?

It's needless to say, of course the latter!

Montague is the captain of the Slytherin Quiddich team. Snape definitely wants to make sure he is fine.

Harry walked towards Pensieve after the last few steps, standing on the side of the basin and looking down at the bottom of the basin. He hesitated and listened. The office and the corridor outside were very quiet. Then he quickly pulled out wand(s) and poked the substance in Pensieve with the wand(s) tip.

The silver object in the basin began to spin quickly, Harry leaned down towards it and saw it become transparent.

He seems to be looking into a room through a round skylight. He is looking down on the school hall.

It's actually an auditorium, which is not the same as what I originally expected. What's the matter?

For a time, Harry felt that he was in a dilemma. Reason told him not to continue watching. Snape may come back at any time, but Harry thought about the departure of Ivan and Hermione, anger at Ron's, incomprehension of Cho Chang (Autumn), and Malfoy's mocking expression.

The next second, a reckless courage controlled him.

He took a deep breath and buried his cheek in the Snape's thought.

The floor of the office immediately leaned over and turned Harry head-down into Pensieve.

He quickly twirled down in a cold darkness, and then he stood in the middle of the auditorium.

But the four House tables are gone, replaced by more than one hundred small tables facing the same direction.

A student is sitting at each table, writing down on a roll of parchment with his head down.

You can only hear the rattling sound of quill, and occasionally the rustling sound made by someone adjusting their parchment.

The doubt rises deep inside the heart of Harry, which is obviously an exam.

Sunlight passes through tall windows and shines on those lower heads.

In the bright light, those heads reflect the luster of taupe, reddish brown and gold.

Harry carefully looked around, Snape must be somewhere, this is his memory.

He was there, at a table behind Harry.

Harry looked at him. The teenage Snape appeared strong and strong, but his face was pale, like a plant that had been growing in the dark. His long hair was straight and greasy, and he hung on the table.

As he hurriedly wrote, his eagle hook nose was almost half an inch from the parchment.

Harry went behind Snape and looked at the title on the test paper: Defense Against the Dark Arts, normal wizard(s) grade.

Ordinary Wizarding Level (O.W.L), so to speak, Snape at this time must be fifteen or six years old, about the same age as Harry now, his hand moved quickly on the parchment left and right.

These questions seem to have troubled him. He wrote quickly, without any hesitation.

At least one foot more than the people closest to him, and his handwriting is small and dense.

In this way, the boyhood Snape is obviously the same as the Hermione, and Defense Against the Dark Arts is a class he is good at.