Chapter 147: Severus Snape

    Lily Evans...

    He preferred to call her that.

    His stiff face trembled, as if some emotion was about to burst. But it finally calmed down.

    The torrent of sadness had washed over him for more than ten years, and he seemed to be numb, or accustomed to the pain.

    But sometimes the emptiness in his heart seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and something dark almost swallowed him.

    He stood there for an unknown period of time, and then he exhaled a heavy breath of sorrow.

    Then, he walked through the sculpture, walked through the street, and walked towards the church half-hidden in the wind not far away like a zombie.

    His destination was the cemetery behind the church.

    He didn''t look like a living person, but more like a walking corpse, and this time it seemed like he was walking towards a home he longed for.

    Severus Snape had died 12 years ago.

    He walked sideways through the narrow gate of the cemetery and walked into the rows of gray tombstones, where many people were buried. There were "Abbot", "Longbottom", "Weasley"... and even "Dumbledore".

    But none of these could attract Snape''s attention.

    Of course, after passing the tombstones of Dumbledore''s father and sister, Snape slowed down.

    Because he was very close.

    Lily''s grave was only two rows away from here, and Snape became extremely conflicted. He was excited and sad, his steps were light and heavy. But he didn''t dare to make too much noise, as if he was afraid of disturbing a sleeping person.

    "Lily..."

    He stopped in front of a white marble tomb.

    "Lily Potter

    " Born on January 30, 1960.

    "Died on October 31, 1981.

    "The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death. "

    He just saw a person.

    His soul seemed to be torn apart, and under the cold body, the blood flowed wildly, as if it was boiling.

    Suddenly, the body seemed to come alive, and he quickly pulled out his wand. Countless dark spells kept flashing in his mind, and each spell was so clear, as if he had studied the dark magic for many years just for this moment!

    Just to kill the person in front of him! - Tom Riddle!

    He didn''t look exactly the same as the one on the wanted poster. In the sunset, his hair was golden and he looked very handsome.

    Snape saw him with hatred.

    ''How dare you show up here? Show up in this place! ''

    He thought painfully, and a strong sense of pleasure burst out in his heart.

    He only needed one spell, the spell that the You-Know-Who was best at, to kill Tom Riddle and avenge Lily!

    And he knew he might succeed, because the You-Know-Who in front of him was no longer the great You-Know-Who. His magic power was not as strong as before, otherwise he would not have been captured so easily by Dumbledore a few months ago.

    Snape''s fingertips holding the wand turned white because he was holding it too hard, he raised the wand high above his head.

    He did not chant a spell, but his killing intent was stronger than ever, making the spell seem more powerful.

    Avada -

    the strong emotions in his mind were like a huge torrent hitting the crumbling river bank, this time it was stronger than ever before!

    But when the spell was about to be shot out, Snape was surprised to find that the figure standing in the distance had disappeared.

    The dim street was empty, with nothing.

    Only a huge bird seemed to be startled by him and flew away from the messy grass.

    It was as if it was just a ghost, an illusion of his guilty mind.

    Snape lowered his arms in a daze, and for a moment he didn''t know where he was.

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