Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Yeah" Harry nodded, then shook his head again, looking a little confused and at a loss.

"You don't know how to face Snape in the future?" Tiera saw through Harry's little thoughts at a glance.

"Yeah" Harry nodded.

"Then have you ever thought about how Snape faced you in the past five or six years?" Tiera asked, "You are his playmate since childhood, the child of his favorite woman, and also the child of his favorite woman. The son of the boy he hates the most."

"He hates you and cherishes you at the same time."

"Wait, your favorite woman?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Lily Evans." Tiera said, "Your mother, your father's wife, is also Snape's childhood sweetheart, the girl he has loved since childhood——"

"But I just clearly heard-" Harry defended as if he was anxious.

"Yes, yes, Snape called Lily Evans a mudblood." Tiera said, "That was the word he regretted uttering the most."

"But we have to know that he said it when he was humiliated by James. He had his pants taken off in front of his favorite girl, was dumped in the air, and had his mouth filled with foam. Compared to Let Lily Evans rescue him, and he hopes that Lily Evans will stay away from this dispute at this time and forget his ugly appearance forever." Tiera said with a smile.

"So you can understand why Snape hates you so much, but at the same time he will do his best to protect you, right?"

"Yeah" Harry nodded.

"How do you feel now?" Tiera asked.

"Yeah, a little bit angry, um, and a little bit regretful. And a little bit, a little bit ashamed. And there are a lot of things I don't know," Harry said, hanging his head.

"Physically?" Tiera asked with a smile, "What's the physical reaction?"

"Well, I feel like my heart is pounding, my head is a little swollen, and I feel a little bit lost." Harry answered honestly.

"Very good, very good, then you can feel it." Tiera said.

"What?" Harry asked confused.

"Pain." Tiera gently picked her ears, and then flicked her fingers, as if it was a cliche, "Pain has many components, anger, sadness, like you said, shame and regret. "

"Remember this feeling, remember this anger, remember this shame, remember this pain, and then—"

Tiera stretched out her finger and lightly tapped Harry's forehead——

"Legilimency!"

"Ah!" Harry felt as if a sharp thorn had pierced his mind.

But the spike seemed to have encountered some obstacle, as if it was stuck in cotton. It was slightly blocked by the cotton, but it quickly penetrated the cotton and penetrated into the deepest part of Harry's memory.

Just when the spike was about to touch Harry's soul, the spike disappeared inexplicably.

Harry was left sitting there in shock and confusion, sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

"Tiera, what is this, what is this, what is this?" Harry asked.

"Remember what I felt just now, Harry!" Tiera suddenly approached, grabbed Harry's shoulders and shook him, "Remember the feeling of the spike being blocked by cotton."

Comrades, I'm sorry that I may have to take two days off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will do team building on the weekend, stay outside for one night, and climb mountains for two days in a row.