Neville had no idea how long he had been crying when his mother's choked voice sounded by his ear. "Neville... my child..."
Alice Longbottom's voice was full of sorrow. "We may never be able to see you again... This is the only thing we can do..."
Hearing Alice Longbottom say that, Neville asked in confusion, "Mum... what are you talking about?"
Alice Longbottom did not answer Neville's question and went on speaking to herself. "Frank, you shouldn't have any regrets now either..."
"Yes!" Frank Longbottom's voice rang out, still carrying a trace of emotion. "Even if none of this is real..."
"My poor child..." Alice Longbottom could not help shedding tears again. "Our little darling was still so tiny, and we hadn't even finished making the baby carriage..."
"Alice, Mum will help us take good care of him..." Frank Longbottom let out a long sigh and could only comfort her gently. "But as for that baby carriage, I'm afraid there really is nothing we can do..."
Hearing Frank Longbottom say that, Alice Longbottom began to sob. "When our little darling grows up, he'll definitely be as outstanding as we imagined... He'll surely be a good child!"
Listening to his parents' exchange, Neville realized that his parents had misunderstood something;
They probably thought they could not escape Bellatrix Lestrange's clutches, and believed that everything happening now was some so-called "Life Review."
"I'm Neville! The real Neville! I'm not something you imagined!" Neville explained anxiously. "Mum, Dad! You're both still alive! Alive and well!"
Alice Longbottom and Frank Longbottom looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.
"It's true!" Neville was as frantic as an ant on a hot pan, and could only do his utmost to explain the current situation. "The Aurors saved both of you!"
"And those Death Eaters...