"Remember that night when I returned to Hogwarts, you were here to greet me, Professor--"
The sky was covered with snow when he came, and he was covered with stars when he left. Amosta stood still and looked at Snape, leaning against the wild boar sculpture that had stood for thousands of years by the big iron gate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, with a smile on his face.
"Otherwise," Snape stood up straight and sneered, "do you expect anyone to throw a grand farewell dinner for you, Amosta?"
Amosta smiled and said nothing. Under the bright stars, the two of them faced the refreshing breeze and stared at the ancient castle standing on the high ground. At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the lights of Hagrid's hut were always bright, and the vast playground. The breeze passed through the tall club and hummed happily. Amosta was in a trance. For a moment, he seemed to really see the existence of 'eternity'.
"Have you been working for Headmaster Dumbledore?"
Expecting Snape, who was secretly like a dull gourd, to be the first to say what wishful thinking was, Amosta spoke first, but his question was very strange. Since the fall of Voldemort, Snape has been the magician of Hogwarts. The Medicine Professor, technically speaking, he has indeed been working for Dumbledore.
But Snape obviously knew that Amosta's question was not about this, and he answered in the affirmative with a slight nasal voice.
A wry smile appeared on the corner of Amosta's mouth. He shook his head and pointed to the office on the eighth floor of the castle that was still flickering with candlelight.
"for what?"
Snape's eyes were no longer dark, but showed obvious hesitation. His eyes passed over the plants and trees in this great school in front of him, and he had been dormant in the depths of his thoughts. The pale and colorless memories suddenly seemed like It surged through my mind like a volcano.
Pain, helplessness, loss, hatred...
Snape couldn't describe his feelings at this moment. He had an urge to tell all his secrets to this outstanding young man beside him who he had witnessed grow up. However, when those words came to his lips, he didn't even sigh. Down.
"In order to atone..."
After a long time, Snape said calmly, except for Dumbledore, this was the first time so far that Snape had taken off the disguise of magic and soul, and returned the truest side of himself to himself.
Amosta stared at the stars like the sand of the Ganges, and heard Professor Snape's answer in his ears. He was not surprised. Human emotions may be the most complex things in the world. You can count on cold magic. It is ridiculous to be able to hide your soul perfectly.
"I have some experiences about life..."
Amosta's unexpected words made Snape instinctively want to be sarcastic. He wanted to remind Amosta of the age gap between him and him, but his eyes touched those purple eyes filled with shimmering light. Suddenly he was stunned. He didn't know why a young man in his early twenties suddenly had more... vicissitudes of life in his eyes?
"I have experienced the rotation of the world..."
Amosta's soft words made Snape even more confused. He stared at him blankly, not knowing how to understand this sentence. Maybe..., what Amosta wanted to express was from the Muggle world. Enter the mysterious world of magic?
Amosta closed his eyes tiredly. After a moment, he opened them again, and his turbulent soul returned to calm.
"I have seen the most terrifying and selfish darkness in the human heart, and I have also bathed in the radiance of an extremely pure soul. Severus, life is only once for everyone--"
This was the first time that Snape heard Amosta call him by his first name, but the strange thing was that he couldn't feel any offended anger in his heart. He didn't even feel a little bit of violation. Instead, he felt it was natural. It should be that this weird feeling made Snape even ignore what Amosta was saying.
"Those painful pasts should not become a rope that binds us to move forward. Those who have protected us with their lives will not want to see us carrying the pain and being immersed in memories unable to extricate themselves. Severus, compared to atonement, don't you think Don’t you think that living a better life is more worthy of those who sacrificed their lives?”
"You have no idea what I've been through, Amosta..."
The misery that permeated Snape's body was unbearable to look at, and his hoarse voice was like the desperate howl of an explorer lost in the desert.
"There are many people in this world who have experienced losing everything. Severus, what is gone is gone, and what is lost will never come back. Don't let yourself live in self-blame and hatred--"
Amosta looked at the office on the eighth floor of the castle again, and suddenly smiled,
"Do you think a wizard like Dumbledore had to deal with a lot of heart-wrenching losses in his life, huh?"
"I'm not him, Amosta--"
Snape's gasping voice was more like sobbing. He lowered his head, his tone seemed to be defending himself, but also as if he was convincing himself,
"The great Dumbledore, the omnipotent Dumbledore... Everyone admires me, but I am just an ordinary person..."
Sometimes, Amosta felt very troubled by Dumbledore's existence. On the one hand, he recognized the indelible contributions Dumbledore had made in his life for the peace and stability of the entire European wizarding world. On the other hand, He also believed that Dumbledore was like a mountain weighing on the hearts of every wizard in the contemporary wizarding world, making them dare not think of overcoming it.
To some extent, Dumbledore's existence itself seems to limit the development of the wizarding world.
Just like Severus in front of him, he obviously expressed his disgust in front of Dumbledore unabashedly and acted unruly many times in private, but when it came time to face his heart, he almost instinctively It is believed that Dumbledore is unsurpassable by mortals, whether in terms of magical power or wisdom in life.
Three feet of ice does not freeze in one day.
Amosta would not naively mean that he could convince Severus to let go of his twenty-year obsession. He just hoped...to plant a seed in this man who deserves to be loved and embraced by the world. At the right time, this seed will take root, sprout, and bear fragrant and pleasant fruit.
"Well, let's do this for now, Professor Snape--"
The aura of twilight that lingered around Amosta disappeared. Now, he is the outstanding young wizard who coexists with "strength and beauty" and has unlimited longing for the future.
Snape also knew that this conversation was coming to an end, and his rationality slowly regained control of his brain bit by bit. He pursed his lips and wanted to say something goodbye, but unfortunately, he was not interested in the sensational matter. Obviously he was not as good as brewing potions. Before he could think of what to say, he saw Amosta open the suitcase and take out a large stack of thick parchment and hand it to him. .
"A little nugget of information about Gilderoy Lockhart that I discovered by accident-"
Looking at Professor Snape who was checking the information, his eyebrows getting higher and higher, Amosta's tone became brisk, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"I hope you can wait until the final exams of the little wizards are over before reporting to Dumbledore... Or, it doesn't matter if you hand it directly to the Ministry of Magic..."
Bang!
The big iron door of Hogwarts slammed shut with a loud sound of metal clashing.
The breeze sings late. When I come, I am alone, and when I go, I am alone.
"Goodbye, Professor Snape, and wish you a happy life--"
Amosta waved his hand far away, turned around and left, striding into the boundless darkness without any regrets...
ps: Let’s go, Hogwarts!
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