Snape's expression and voice were all wrong.

This is completely different from the Snape in Sherlock's impression with a gloomy face all day long, like someone owes him $2,580,000 and can never find a wife in his life!

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

Sherlock stared at him, Snape that made him feel wrong, he asked with a frown.

"What's wrong with you?"

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

It's getting weirder.

Sherlock looked at Snape with a smile that wasn't a sneer at all, a grim smile, and a really happy, really thankful smile, and his heart grew more and more frightened.

"What do you want to do? Shouldn't we be thinking about how to get 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 relief. "This is the best world for me! A world where she's still alive and I still have a chance to save her!"

Sherlock was alert to the point in Snape's words.

"'She'? Which she? You mean Harry's mother?"

"She wasn't in 1977!"

Snape said flatly.

In an instant, Sherlock's mind wanted to understand what the oily old guy wanted to do!

He remembered what Lupin had told him before.

The reason why Snape resented James so much at that time, apart from some of the reasons for the school violence, was that Harry's mother finally chose Harry's father instead of him!

All, this guy wants to be a tauren now!

Turn yourself into Harry his dad!

Sherlock stared at him.

"You want to **** Harry!"

Snape said irritably, "I said, she's not anyone's mother now!"

"Shut up! Do you know the consequences of doing this!" Sherlock stared at him sternly, "As a professor at Hogwarts, you should also know that time cannot be played with, and neither can the history that has happened. Changed! What we can only think about now is to find a way to return to our timeline, instead of staying here and letting you rob someone else's wife!"

"She's not anyone's mother or wife!" Snape roared suddenly, "What history! What time! Since I can come back here, it means that fate gave me this opportunity! I want to change all this! No one can stop me!"

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

"What are you doing in the past! A chance to come back? Snape, you should have seen the records of time travelers, you know what those who tried to change history ended up being. None of them were good. The ending! The past can no longer be changed, this is the law of the world! People should not live in the past all the time, this time does not belong to us, because there is another pair of us living here. All we can do is put Create a better future than get stuck in that **** past!"

Snape looked at him coldly.

"Of course you 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 a thing!"

Sherlock's face darkened.

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

"I repeat! We'll find a way to get back! If you're the only one here, no matter how you kill me, I won't care! But now I'm here with you! If you do something you shouldn't What you do! Then I will be implicated along with it!"

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

"You think I think! You have the face to say it yourself! You are a professor at Hogwarts, Harry's teacher! But what have you done? For your own personal grudges, for revenge on Lupin and Sirius, would rather let Lu Ping turned into a werewolf in front of them, and didn't give him the wolf poison potion! Even if you have the slightest responsibility as a teacher, you won't be like this!"

"What do you know! Do you know what they did to me at school!" Snape growled, "I'm not just here to get Lily back! I'm here to get revenge on them! Let them know what regrets are !"

Sherlock finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he punched Snape hard in the face, knocking him to the ground!

Snape was dazed by his sudden blow, and blood flowed from his nostrils unstoppably.

Sherlock forced him to the ground, and Snape struggled constantly, but he, who spent years in the basement studying potions, couldn't possibly be the opponent of Sherlock, who was young and strong and kept exercising every day.

"You really think there is regret medicine in this world!"

"Now is the time when I can regret it!"

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

"You don't know anything at all!"

"Yes! I don't understand! But I know I'm going back to the original time!"

In less than a moment, Snape was beaten until his nose and tears were mixed with nosebleeds, all over his face.

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

He got down from Snape panting. He used to cast spells continuously during time travel before, and his actions made him exhausted very quickly and his body was extremely tired.

Sherlock sat beside Snape, Snape covered his face with his hands, as if he had been beaten to death, motionless, not saying a word.

Both of them breathed heavily, after a moment of silence.

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

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

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

"Her name is Lily Evans," said the dead Snape coldly.

Sherlock chose to make some concessions.

"Okay, Lily Evans. Since you miss her so much, let's meet first. After we meet, we'll talk about the rest."

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

"Give me my wand back."

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

"Then how do I get to see Lily?" Snape also sat up from the ground. He looked so embarrassed now. Apart from that stinky face, there was no other way to look like the former Slytherin dean.

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

Of course Sherlock knew that this was a compromise gesture he only showed when he didn't have a wand.

If he hadn't taken Snape's wand away in the first place, Snape would definitely be at Lily's door by now.

"I agree with you to see her, but then you have to listen to my arrangements." Sherlock stared at him, "Let's not think about the differences between us, according to the current situation, we are on the same rope. Grasshopper, so we have to figure out what we have brought here."

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

He took out the magic bag with the Traceless Stretching Charm, and poured the contents out to the ground in front of Snape.

In addition to the two hundred wands, there is a bottle of Flux that Slughorn had given him earlier, a Philosopher's Stone fragment from Nick Lemaine, a few pre-configured potions of grief, and a few other uses. , a bag of gold Galleons, and several magic books.

Watching Sherlock show him all his things, Snape also silently took out a bag that was obviously also attached with the Invisible Stretch Charm.

He did not pour directly like Sherlock, but one by one, carefully taking out everything inside.

Soon countless potion bottles were filled in front of Snape.

His face was expressionless, but the way he was bruised and swollen by Sherlock's beating, he couldn't put on that cold and stinky face.

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

Sherlock looked at the colorful potions and waved his hand.

"You don't need to introduce me, you just need to tell me if there is any compound decoction you prepared in advance."

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

"These are, put a hair in it and you can use it."

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

Snape narrowed his eyes, he was not recalling, but reluctantly said the name of the place.

"A street in Kirkworth called Spider End, and I didn't leave the whole summer of sixth grade. Lily, she should be there by now."

"Okay." Sherlock held out a hand to Snape, "Come on, our first stop here is to go to Kirkworth."

Snape didn't catch the kindness that Sherlock offered him, and he got up from the ground with a cold face.

"Cleansing Charm."

Sherlock didn't care about this either~lightnovelpub.net~ He shrugged and pointed at Snape with his wand. All the dirt on his body disappeared immediately, and his whole body became completely new.

Because this time is a time that Sherlock has not experienced in his memory, there is no way for them to directly use Apparition to reach their destination.

Snape might, but Sherlock certainly wouldn't let him touch the wand.

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

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

It didn't take long for a purple three-story bus to suddenly appear on the endless wheat field trail, heading towards Sherlock and the others at an unabated speed.

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