Chapter 236 Lily: He Is Your Uncle Snape

"Is it really possible?"

Harry and Ron were uneasy.

Even though they had seen Cedric calmly put himself and their list, they were still a little nervous.

The next day, Thursday.

Because it was the day when the champion list was announced, even the busiest seventh graders had no classes scheduled today.

The place was crowded with students early in the morning, and most of them who met the age requirements had already signed up.

But there were always a few who were ready to make a final appearance.

This should have included Cedric, who signed up surrounded by others.

But because of what happened yesterday, he had already put his own list into the Goblet of Fire in advance.

"No exam," Ron looked at the Goblet of Fire and made a dreamy voice, "If I can be selected"

Harry didn't go crazy with Ron this time.

Because Ginny was right next to him, he was hugging her and talking about Quidditch skills.

Bajir chuckled, also hugged Hermione and whispered in her ear, "Is there no movement from Lavender Brown? You three are now single, Ron."

"What did you say?" Hermione was excited and embarrassed.

What made her excited was that Basil indirectly admitted that they were together.

What was embarrassing was that her plan was known to her lover.

Seeing that she couldn't fool Basil by pretending to be stupid, she could only say, "Okay, I'll tell you, but you can't tell Ron."

"Lavender did plan to confess to Ron, but Padma and Parvati stopped her."

"They said that love is a war, and the one who confesses first will be at a disadvantage in the future."

At this point, Hermione raised her lips, and her tone became slightly curry-flavored English, "There is a clear relationship between lovers - that is, the exploiter and the exploited, the oppressor and the oppressed, the winner or the loser!"

"Lavender! If you want to dominate the relationship between the two and decide whether to end it or not, you must never be a loser. Love is war!"

Hermione then laughed crisply, "I don't know what they think. When you meet someone you like, shouldn't you try to establish a romantic relationship first? Just like..."

Head close to the broad shoulders.

"Like us."

The next second, Hermione hastily moved her head away and straightened her clothes.

It was as if there was something hot on Bajir's shoulder.

Yeah! Wuhu!

The sudden cheers made her reserved.

She looked up and saw Fred and George.

They waved their hands with potions in their hands and came to the cheering crowd.

"Okay, guys!" "We succeeded! Freshly baked this morning!"

This time, Hermione didn't say that their plan didn't work.

The two walked directly to the age limit.

Shake the potion in your hand, and then drink each other's in the form of a wedding wine.

Jumped at the same time and jumped into the limit easily.

The wind when landing even made the cloud-like boundary shake slightly.

But it didn't find that there were students who didn't meet the age limit.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding students applauded.

"Great!"

"Why didn't I think of that!"

"As expected of the Weasley twins!"

Fred swayed his body like dancing in the boundary, and said to his brother who was looking at the mirror beside him, "Are you ready?"

George nodded, and threw the parchment with their names written on it at the same time as his brother.

"Great!"x2

Seeing that the Goblet of Fire did not react, the two clapped their hands and cheered.

"Did they really succeed? Such a simple method?" Hermione frowned.

"Of course not, you wait and see the show."

As soon as Basil finished speaking, the blue magic fire burning quietly in the cup began to become unstable, split into two small clusters, hit the chests of the two people, and knocked them out of the boundary.

Fred and George stood up, touched the big beard that suddenly appeared and occupied half of their faces, and saw their old appearance in each other's eyes for the first time.

"Your fault!" "Your fault!"

The two brothers blamed each other in tacit understanding, smiled at each other, and rolled on the ground.

"Okay, you want to fight me?" "Get out of here! Or I'll pull your ear!"

"You really made me laugh!" "Come on!"

The students gathered together, clapping and shouting something like 'fighting'.

But this made the two more excited.

"We are all old!" "Yes, but you are older."

"Interesting." Basil also clapped in the crowd.

"Yeah!" Hermione's hands moved unconsciously, "Interesting."

She may not realize that since Basil appeared, she hasn't held a thick book to kill time in her hands for a long time, and she loves to laugh more.

The fingertips of the blond boy glowed, and Krum, who had interrupted the joy under the leadership of Karkaroff, stopped and went home.

Only the parchment in his pocket flew into the Goblet of Fire.

In the memories of Krum and Karkaroff, Krum had successfully signed up.

Call him selfish or stingy.

Basil didn't want Krum to come in and show off, and looked straight at Hermione.

In a sense, this was also a just act. You have to know that in the 21st century when he came, this was a sign of male cohesion and disrespect for the little fairy.

"What are you laughing at?" Hermione stopped clapping and looked up at her lover.

"I regret it," Basil looked at the two people who got up from the ground and supported each other to the school hospital, "Why did they finish so quickly? Is it because of physical weakness? No, the batsman is not like that, is it because the efficacy of the aging agent is stimulated by the age limit?"

"Maybe." Hermione held Basil's hand, "But now the most urgent thing is to fill our stomachs."

"We haven't had breakfast yet."

"Are you going to call Ron and Harry?"

"Are you talking about Ron? Didn't you notice that he disappeared a long time ago?"

"Of course, I only have eyes for you."

Soon, time came to the evening.

As the bell rang, the entrance hall was filled with students and professors from three schools.

Old Crouch also arrived here.

Under Dumbledore's arrangement, everyone sat down one by one.

Sitting on the stepped black wooden chairs placed against the wall.

"Now is the long-awaited warrior selection."

Atmosphere group Dumbledore appeared!

In order to show off, he didn't even pull out his wand.

He turned and waved his hand, and his palm slowly moved along the direction of the bonfire by the wall.

The flames shrank from their vigorous state, and the brightness of the hallway also decreased.

Then, the right hand that made the flames smaller approached the Goblet of Fire again.

When everyone thought that the flames in the Goblet of Fire would also weaken, the flames suddenly turned red.

As the red quickly faded to blue, a piece of parchment flew out with the fading red.

It flew into Dumbledore's hands.

Everyone held their breath.

However, the name that came out of Dumbledore's mouth was not any of the people present.

He himself also showed extreme surprise on his face.

"Fabian Prewett and Gideon Prewett and Viktor Krum?"

The students of Durmstrang forgot to cheer.

The Weasley family felt that the name sounded familiar.

With the appearance of the two unfamiliar names, the flames in the Goblet of Fire suddenly turned golden.

It jumped high, forming a huge door dyed with golden flames.

Two phantom figures that looked like ghosts but had colors walked out, and the flames shrank and turned blue.

"Where are we?" "Professor Dumbledore?"

"I remember" "Aren't we dead?"

The two men who were almost adult versions of the Weasley twins looked at each other and then looked around, finally stopping on Krum.

The next second after their sight stopped.

Ouch!

Krum covered his right hand after screaming, and two magpie marks appeared out of thin air on the back of his hand.

"What is this?"

Igor Karkaroff's voice trembled and his face was pale, "What tricks are you playing! What do you want to do to my students?"

He recognized the two people, members of the Order of the Phoenix, the Prewett brothers who were bravely and tenaciously surrounded by five Death Eaters.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore roared, and his anger attacked Karkaroff with a strong pressure.

Karkaroff immediately became scared and shrank into the corner like a frightened quail.

"You first-" Dumbledore was just about to chat with the Prewett brothers who had reunited after a long absence.

The Goblet of Fire changed color again.

Under the worried eyes of the headmaster of Beauxbatons, the parchment spun and flew into Dumbledore's hands.

The hand holding the parchment began to tremble, and his mouth began to stammer.

"Whose name is it? This is the first time I've seen Dumbledore like this." Harry was surprised.

"He doesn't seem to be ready to read the note," Ron narrowed his eyes, "He wants to stop the next step."

As Ron said, Dumbledore was not going to read the name on the note.

The wizard represented by that name should never and could not appear here.

However, Dumbledore was still too naive.

The note ignited without fire, and the red flame surged into the sky, outlining a line of sentences.

[Heroic Spirit: Tom Riddle, Contractor: Cedric Diggory]

"No!" Harry stood up instantly.

In the door formed by the gathering of flames, a tall black-haired boy from Slytherin wearing Hogwarts school uniform walked out.

"Hello again, Harry Potter."

"Albus Dumbledore."

Everyone could see that the boy was dangerous and his identity was wrong.

Because

[Fainted]

A red plasma beam shot out from Harry's wand.

Another person's movements were faster. Dumbledore's arm seemed to have become a shadow, and the flames appeared out of thin air and turned into chains, flying towards the boy like an arrow.

However, the two people's spells only caused a slight ripple in the boy's phantom.

And the spells disappeared like erasers the moment they touched the boy.

"It seems that none of you can hurt me. It's really interesting."

He wanted to find a negative expression on Dumbledore's face and enjoy it.

But a force turned his head and his sight and stopped in front of Cedric.

Ah~

Even though he had expected it, Cedric still cried out, and the mark of a winding snake appeared on the back of his hand.

"It seems that I am connected to you." The boy floated straight towards Cedric.

Cedric stood up and clenched his wand.

Dumbledore stood in front of the boy, and the professors got down from their seats one by one and pointed their wands at him.

Teacher McGonagall looked nervous. She already knew Voldemort's name and his identity at Hogwarts due to the diary incident.

"The spell won't work." "You can eat our fists." The Prewett brothers flew away.

The two of them attacked from behind without respecting martial ethics. They said they were fists, but they used their feet.

And before he spoke, his feet almost touched Riddle's butt.

But the result is that it passes through the body.

"Not even?" "Good luck to you, boy!" The Prewett brothers flew to Dumbledore's side.

Riddle snorted in disdain, turned around and looked at the Goblet of Fire.

He used the back of his head to face the people who were pointing their wands at him.

He had already guessed that this was the Triwizard Tournament.

"Since you don't want me to get close, I can give you this time."

Others, including Harry, did not continue to speak. There was one more warrior in the Triwizard Tournament.

The Goblet of Fire changes color again.

Fleur looked pale and seemed about to cry.

Madame Maxime came to her side and held her hand. The Beauxbatons students around her were also nervous and extremely worried.

The parchment flew into Dumbledore's hands.

This time, however, he smiled.

"Heroic Spirit: Lily Evans, Contractor: Harry Potter!"

All Beauxbatons students breathed a sigh of relief.

If they had known before that their school's warrior quota had been occupied, they would have been very angry.

But now it feels like the aftermath of a disaster.

"Lily! Lily! Lily!" Snape shouted three times.

The wand, which the wizard regarded as a second life, was thrown aside.

His hands were clenched and waving, and his face was filled with unprecedented joy and tears.

"Mom!" Harry shouted as if his body was under a petrification spell.

Snape's expression and actions shocked him even more than the appearance of Voldemort just now.

There were also various discussions on the field, discussing the relationship between the savior's mother and Snape.

In this atmosphere, the redhead walked out of the flaming door.

"This is Hogwarts Professor Severus Dumbledore Harry!"

Green eyes looked at the face that was almost the same as her husband.

The moment when the emerald eyes converged.

The mark of a lily appeared on the back of Harry's hand.

He finally understood why the two people before him couldn't help but scream.

It was a pain as if the skin on the back of the hand had been torn off completely.

But it only made him grin.

He subconsciously looked at Riddle, and a look similar to jealousy seemed to flash across that handsome face, but then it was calm, as if it was just an illusion.

This doubt was instantly thrown away by him.

Because the big black bat is approaching my mother.

With the agility of a seeker, he instantly left his seat and jumped down.

On the other side, Snape picked up his wand and stumbled closer, "Long time no see Lily."

"Stay away from my mother!" Harry was so angry that he pushed Snape to the ground.

But Snape was not angry at all. The pain of the collision with the ground made him realize that this was not a dream, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

"He's your Uncle Snape," Lily scolded her son.

"Uncle," Snape laughed and cried, "I don't deserve it!"

The joy of Lily's reappearance suppressed her rationality.

He was the one who told the Dark Lord the prophecy of the savior. How could he, the one who killed Lily, deserve this title?

"No, you're worth it." There was happiness in Lily's eyes, the joy of seeing her childhood friend return from his lost ways and succeed.

It's no secret that she has a smart brain.

According to what she just observed, the Triwizard Tournament is being held here.

Judging from the fact that Dumbledore is still the principal and the students are young, Voldemort and his forces have failed.

And Snape is obviously a Hogwarts professor.

This childhood friend who studied with her at Hogwarts and parted ways because she joined the Death Eaters, either lost her way and played a great role in defeating Voldemort and his men, or he was an undercover agent from the beginning.

Such Snape deserves her pride and happiness.