Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

It seems to be rainy and continuous, and it seems that the weather in the UK has always been like this. Many wizards think this is some kind of ancient and powerful magic at work, but the official answer is that it is due to climate. On this gloomy day, a haggard man wearing black clothes

The man held a big and heavy black umbrella and came to Godric's Hollow. This is a small village and a semi-wizard settlement. There is a small square in the center of the village. The stone bricks are covered with moss and it is very quiet.

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There is a war monument-like building in the center of the square. There are several shops, a post office, a bar, and a small church. The stained glass windows radiate like jewels across the square. The monument is enchanted, and when the wizard walks by

, it will change. It will no longer be an obelisk with names engraved on it, but will become a statue of three people: a man with disheveled hair and glasses, a woman with long hair, beautiful and kind appearance, and

A baby girl sitting in her mother's arms.

Severus Snape walked through the church. The stained glass windows only gave people an ominous feeling in this weather. But he didn't seem to be affected. He just came to a cemetery behind the church. There was a narrow door at the entrance.

Narrow door. Rows of tombstones stand on the light blue silver carpet, engraved with the surnames of ancient wizard families. The small cemetery has been haunted for many years, but with the arrival of Snape, those old ghosts have shrunk back.

Hiding in his own cemetery.

He walked straight ahead, passing the tombstones. Snape hadn't been to this place for many years, but he still remembered the way. He stopped in front of a tombstone with the name James Potter engraved on it. Snape looked at

This tombstone brings unexpected peace to my heart.

He walked through.

Next to James Potter's tombstone is Lily Potter's. Their epitaphs are the same, which is an old proverb: The last enemy to be destroyed is death.

Snape's lips moved slightly as he muttered these words silently.

Yes, the last enemy to be destroyed is death.

Snape put down his umbrella and let the cold rain hit his face. It was still cold in England in April, especially on rainy days. He soon felt a chill coming to his heart. Snape took a deep breath and said

No longer hesitating. Magic power surged out from his fingers, turned into a white shovel, and dug open Lily Potter's grave. He soon saw the coffin, and Snape's lips trembled. He couldn't tell whether it was because of the cold or the cold.

For some other reason, maybe he himself doesn't know it.

He let out a long, painful sigh. He jumped down into the pit, and the soil and rain soaked his trousers. Snape personally touched the heavy and cold coffin, and used gentle movements to remove the soil on it bit by bit.

Click Erase.

As he moved, a sentence engraved on the coffin also appeared: May love let you sleep peacefully.

Her love for her daughter put her to sleep, and now another love is about to wake her up from death.

Snape clenched his fists and recited a spell, and ancient spells from another world came out of his lips. They spanned millions of years and even a world to come to the coffin.

With the chanting of the spell, the coffin was opened out of thin air. Inside lay a long-decomposed body wearing a black dress, almost a skeleton. Snape remembered that day, October 31, 1981, which is now

It’s 1992.

Snape had no nostalgia for the past time. Once this magic started, it could never be stopped. He opened his arms and screamed in pain. The magic in his body surged out from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes, and white light illuminated the little boy.

A small pit. Those magical powers floated in the air, forming a ball of light the size of a basketball. Snape fell to the ground weakly, and he was in a mess.

"Cough-cough..." Snape coughed hard several times. He covered his mouth, and drops of blood gushed out from between his fingers. For a while, he really thought he was dead.

But he didn't.

So, Snape clasped his hands together, climbed up with difficulty, and sat on his knees, blood boiling in his palms. The magic light group in the air gradually dispersed, forming a complex patterned circle around the pit.

Snape closed his eyes. He Shenyan's voice sounded in his ears.

"The difficulty with this magic is love, Mr. Snape."

In his office, Snape heard He Shenyan say this. He did not look at Snape, but leaned on his chair and stared at the ceiling, his tone vague.

"The first thing you have to endure is the pain of death, because this magic involves alchemy. The essence of alchemy is equivalent exchange. If you survive the pain of death, then you can proceed to the next step. It is also the last step.

A difficult step."

He Shenyan suddenly sat upright, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "Is your love really strong enough to wake the deceased from his long sleep?"

Snape didn't know the answer at the time, and Snape, who was now kneeling in the pit, didn't know the answer either. But the fire in his heart was already so strong that it would burn him alive if he didn't release it, so he just calmly said

A smile.

Those magic powers poured into Lily Potter's body. Her body, which had decayed to the point of being nothing but a skeleton, was quickly returning to human form. Her red hair had grown back, but she was still not breathing.

Snape leaned on his knees and moved little by little to the side of the coffin, never opening his clasped palms. Until now, he put his hands on the face of the woman in the coffin who seemed to be just sleeping, and released his hands.

His boiling blood dripped, veins bulged on Snape's forehead, and he let out a roar from his throat. At exactly this time, a flash of lightning flashed in the sky, and the rumble of thunder heralded the coming of heavy rain.

She didn't move.

Snape lowered his head. The heavy rain fell from the sky, washing away the soil and blood on his body. It also made him soaked and felt the cold that pierced his bones. But he didn't care at all. The rain mingled on his face and finally dripped to the ground.

No one cares about the low cry of a man in the heavy rain. The only things that accompany him here are tombstones and corpses. All that can be heard are ghosts, but they will not appear.

Until a hand gently touched the side of his face, Snape was shocked. He didn't dare to look up, for fear that it was just his imagination. But that voice, the voice that appeared in his dreams countless days and nights, slowly asked: "

What's wrong with me, Severus?"

Severus Snape raised his head and saw a red-haired woman in a black dress looking at him with a confused face.

In the rain, they looked at each other.

No one spoke, only the sound of wind, rain and thunder provided the dubbing for this long-planned reunion.

Snape had millions of things he wanted to say, but when the words came to his lips, all he came out was a few whimpers and vague words. He had imagined this day countless times and was willing to pay any price. But when this day

When it finally arrived, he found that he couldn't say anything.

Only a thousand lines of tears.