Harry could clearly feel that Sherlock and Snape were wrong in some places today.

Professor Forrest is still the same professor, and Snape is still the same Snape, but they seem to have a tacit understanding that they have never had before, as if they have been together for a long time.

This made Harry a little confused, and what made him even more confused was the question Sherlock had just asked him.

Sherlock no longer kept Harry in silence, but said seriously.

"Actually, the sound you hear is not your auditory hallucination, but it is real."

Harry is not a fool, he can hear what this sentence means.

"You, you mean...my mom, she's still alive!"

His breathing became very heavy, and his eyes asked without blinking.

So cautious, it was as if I was afraid that I would scare Sherlock's affirmative reply away if I shouted a little louder.

However, Sherlock did not nod as Harry expected, but just said solemnly.

"It's still there, but it's not that it's alive, but that it's being with you in another way."

Harry didn't know anything about him and Snape, so he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all.

But Sherlock didn't need to understand, but pulled out his magic wand and told him.

"Relax, don't be too nervous, close your eyes, keep your breathing evenly, and don't think about anything when your brain is empty."

Of course, Harry was not wary of Sherlock, and did what he said, closed his eyes and tried hard to adjust his breathing.

Snape next to him seemed impatient, but he was still tactful and did not bother them.

Sherlock was also waiting quietly with his wand. After about five minutes, Harry's breathing gradually became even.

He finally stretched his wand forward, aimed at the lightning-like scar on Harry's forehead that everyone knew about the magic world, and tapped it gently, while whispering a spell that outsiders could not hear clearly.

A light blue glow lit up from the contact between the tip of Sherlock's wand and the scar on Harry's forehead.

The blue light looked cold, a bit like the ghost light emitted by the ghost at night, but Harry, as the person involved, did not feel any coldness.

Instead, a warmth that seemed to come from the soul rose from the deepest part of his body, and continued to rise until his forehead appeared and was pulled out by Sherlock's magic wand!

Snape, who was watching on the side, could clearly see that the cool blue light lit up on Harry's forehead and quickly emerged from his body, and then the coagulation gathered in front of him.

Finally, a figure that he was obsessed with and would never forget in his life!

"Li...Lily..." Snape looked at Harry as transparent as a ghost, floating in front of him, looking at the witch around him blankly, muttering this name.

Harry also trembled slightly at this time, and then slowly opened it.

The next moment, he saw the face that usually only appears in photos and dreams!

Although Sherlock gave him a vaccination in advance, Harry was still stunned at the same time as if he was petrified by the basilisk. He could only subconsciously shout out the title he had never called to the real person.

"Mother......"

After being silent in Harry's body for more than ten years, Lily, who suddenly reappeared in the world, also looked at everything in front of her with shock.

"Harry!"

Harry's body trembled and stared at the face. His eyes became wet at some point. His slow arms wanted to touch Lily's body, but Lily was obviously not a physical one now.

His fingers passed through the illusory body and could only feel a coldness.

Sherlock smiled and looked at the scene, showing a gratifying look. Then he took his steps lightly and walked to the door quietly. He grabbed Snape's arm and forced him out of the door.

"You have just met Lily in the past, so let's leave this time for Harry now. After they finish chatting, you will have the chance to see her again in the future."

Snape looked a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything more.

Sherlock leaned against the wall, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly asked.

"You've told Dumbledore about it?"

Snape didn't say anything, but nodded with a plain face.

Sherlock was not surprised by this. Although Snape was not a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he was also one of Dumbledore's loyal confidants. As long as Dumbledore asked about such a thing, he would not hide it from him.

Looking up at the ceiling of the corridor for a moment, Sherlock stood up and warned Snape.

"If you don't want Lily to deepen your disgust for you now, it's better not to go in and disturb them."

Snape didn't speak, but Sherlock knew much more about it than he did.

Then he left in front of his office, walked forward along the corridor on the third floor, and finally came to the stone monster stationed in front of the principal's office.

"I want to meet Professor Dumbledore."

Before Sherlock could explain his purpose, the stone monster seemed to have said hello and knew he was back in advance, so he automatically made his position.

Following the spiral staircase, he pushed the door and walked into the principal's office.

The old white-bearded man who was respected in the magic world was not busy with the complicated work at this time, but was taking a break from his busy schedule, leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, and savoring the sizzling honey candy with a pleasant expression.

Compared to the possibility that Dumbledore was lazy, Sherlock felt that he was deliberately waiting for him to come.

"Professor, Snape should have told you everything."

Without any roundabout politeness and temptation, Sherlock said straight to the point.

Dumbledore looked at Sherlock and opened his eyes, and the blue eyes were extremely bright under the crescent-shaped glasses.

He did not hide the praise revealed in his eyes at all and nodded.

"He told you about your experiences, and you handled Sherlock well. Judging from your experiences retelling Severus, I don't think anyone will do better than you."

Sherlock was not humble either, so he sat across from Dumbledore with care.

“I just did it the right choice I felt and did make some small changes to what I was doing.”

Dumbledore blinked, and a curious expression appeared on his face.

"Severus has never told me."

"It's not that he doesn't want to tell you, he just knew it." Sherlock said calmly, "Harry is now in my office, meeting his mother."

Dumbledore was obviously stunned by Sherlock's words. Even the previous principals who were napping on the wall opened their eyes in surprise and whispered to each other.

After two or three seconds, Dumbledore came to his senses and looked at Sherlock deeply.

"You saved Lily?"

"It can't be considered a rescue, she is still dead in essence."

Here, Sherlock reiterated what he had explained to Snape before and said to Dumbledore.

After listening to his complete experimental hypotheses and steps, Dumbledore's face became more and more surprised, until he finished listening, he looked at Sherlock deeply.

"Since the time with Basil, your changes have made you more and more eye-catching, Sherlock. When you were a student, I knew you were very talented, but I didn't expect you to achieve such a success."

Sherlock waved his hand and said when he heard his unsavory praise without any complacency.

"I feel that the gap between me and a truly wise wizard is still very big." He looked at Dumbledore with a serious look, "Before I came back, I met Riddle of that period."

Dumbledore's eyes became deeper.

"His he attacked you?"

"It was too late when he took action, but I could still feel the gap between me and him."

Sherlock said with lingering fear that when Voldemort finally arrived, he really thought he had accidentally broken up.

"Different, Sherlock." Dumbledore shook his head, "I know he was very strong at that time. Even before he aging, I can't guarantee that he would beat him. But you are only 23 years old and there is still a lot of time in the future."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on his face.

"At least, Tom was not able to merge the advantages of the interceptor magic on another magic when you were so big."

"Maybe...I can change some of my original plans..."

He said this last sentence as if he was talking to himself, his voice was very small and Sherlock did not hear it clearly.

"What did you say? Professor."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"Nothing. Can you tell me a complete story about what you have experienced in the past? I want to know more details."

Sherlock did not refuse. He removed the small part of what he had experienced and related to Shilk, and told Dumbledore most of the others truthfully.

The matter about Shilk is not because there is nothing that cannot be said. He just thinks it is his own private matter, and he still has the right to keep such private matters confidential.

After listening to everything, Dumbledore sighed.

"The traitor who was still hidden in the Ministry of Magic until the end was Barty Crouch Jr."

Sherlock looked surprised.

"It's him!"

"It was not until Tom lost his power completely that he was exposed, and everyone was unbelievable, but Tom's disappearance made him hysterical, and finally his father, Batty Crouch, caught him with his own hands and sentenced him to Azkaban for life."

Dumbledore crossed his hands on the desk, his face calm.

"It is precisely because of such a scandal that Barty, who had a high chance of taking up the position of Minister of Magic, was defeated. Faugi was not favored by others.
To be continued...