Lily: Wait, So My Teacher Became My Daughter-in-Law!?

James, Lily?

Harry's heart skipped a beat when he heard Sirius's voice.

Could it be...

Did this gem bring the parents back?

But wait, what I was thinking at the time was to have a healthy Anne in this room.

Why did you skip over my thoughts...?

But if it were true, that would be really good, Harry thought to himself with a secret delight.

No one noticed that the Lady Death behind them wore a satisfied and slightly relieved smile.

Whatever Harry wished for, he couldn't deceive his own heart.

Just as depicted in the Mirror of Erised, what Harry truly longed for most was his parents.

As a child who lost his parents' love at a young age, no one could understand his inner turmoil and his longing for family affection.

but...

Sirius, however, encountered a problem.

"Who are you! Why are you in my house!"

That clear, melodious female voice rang out again.

"I am..."

Sirius was both crying and laughing, completely disregarding any semblance of composure. Tears and snot streamed down his face as he choked out, "It's me—I'm Sirius, Padfoot ...Have you forgotten me? Lily? James?"

"You're saying you're Padfoot? Impossible!" Lily's voice was clearly filled with disbelief. "Don't try to fool me, Padfoot just left our house..."

Before Lily could finish speaking, James interrupted her.

"No, Lily," James said warily, "He may look older, but he does resemble Padfoot a lot... perhaps some kind of Metamorphmagus?"

"I really am Padfoot!" Sirius cried out. "It's 1994! It's normal for me to look a bit older!"

Merlin's big shorts are driving me crazy!

Upon hearing the date Sirius mentioned, James and Lily exchanged a glance.

"Lumos!"

James ' wand lit up, and he carefully looked around the room before saying to Lily, "It seems this isn't our home. Perhaps... we've suddenly appeared somewhere—you say you're Padfoot, prove it to me—he's an Animagus. If you want to impersonate him, you should know that."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sirius transformed into a big, strong Black Dog, just like a bear.

"Woof!" Sirius barked, his tail wagging like a propeller, slapping against the ground.

You can tell he's very happy right now.

Although I don't know the exact principle behind it, I'm just so happy that my good buddies and their spouses are back!

Sirius then transformed back into human form.

"That doesn't prove you're Padfoot," James said, raising an eyebrow.

"Hey, Prongs!" Sirius exclaimed, "You once told me that Lily isn't ( ) hot..."

Because he was speaking English, James interrupted him before he could even say his name.

"Okay, Padfoot, I knew it was you all along—I was just teasing you, haha!"

The laughter was awkward but polite, because he was now being stared at by Lily's sharp gaze.

However, their attention was soon drawn to the crowd behind the door.

Harry and Veratia appeared behind the door.

"This is your son, Harry." Sirius walked quickly to Harry, patted him on the shoulder, and proudly introduced him to James and Lily: "Look, he's grown into a fine young man."

"Dad, Mom..."

Harry's eyes flickered; he had never imagined that he would one day be able to reunite with his parents.

He never imagined that the reunion would be so sudden.

He was somewhat at a loss, somewhat bewildered, and mostly incredulous.

James and Lily were clearly shocked by the news; Harry was only one year old when they left...

In the blink of an eye, he has grown so much, which is a bit hard to accept.

The information was so impactful that Lily completely ignored Veratia standing behind Harry.

But they were quite happy about it, since Harry was alive and had grown up, which proved that Voldemort had definitely fallen and at least posed no threat to Harry.

"Let's sit over there," Sirius suggested. "I can tell you what happened... Moony?"

"Lupin has gone out," Lady. Perenelle's voice rang out from nearby. "He seems to be in a hurry; he must be going to the toilet."

"Okay, thank you, Lady," Sirius said politely.

In terms of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, Gryffindor a pretty good job.

At least he wasn't like Voldemort, who punched the Wool's Orphanage and trampled on the valley kindergarten; anyone over ninety and under nine years old would shudder at the mere mention of his name.

They went to the Living Room of Mr. LeMay's Alchemy Room and sat around the table.

"I'll have Fiona inform Dumbledore," Veratia whispered in Harry's ear. "She'll be there in a minute."

Seeing Harry being so intimate with such a beautiful girl, James clearly looked on with amusement.

Lily frowned slightly. She felt that the girl looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

It's not surprising that she didn't recognize her; Veratia had changed her appearance and was dressed in Muggle attire, so no one would associate her with the Slytherin girl in the portrait.

Moreover, in Lily's memory, Veratia was always in the portrait. No matter how she thought about it, she would never imagine that this girl was the portrait girl who taught her Ancient Magic in the Map Chamber.

After Veratia left, James immediately whistled at Harry.

"Well done, Harry." James, with a 'you're really my son' look on his face, praised Harry, "You've managed to pick up such a hot girl. Looks like you really are my good son, you've inherited my good looks..."

Unexpectedly, Sirius couldn't hold back his emotions after hearing James's words.

He covered his face and said painfully, "Stop talking, Prongs —I'm so sorry!"

Sirius's sudden move caught James completely off guard.

"What's going on? What's this?" he asked, puzzled. "Why would you say that? What did you do to offend me?"

"That blonde girl just now, she's Slytherin! Evil Slytherin!" Sirius exclaimed angrily. "See? Harry's definitely going to be corrupted by her. I knew Slytherin girls..."

However, to Sirius's surprise, James not only didn't get angry, but instead slammed his fist on the table.

"Who says Slytherin is no good? Slytherin is absolutely fantastic!" James exclaimed excitedly. "What was that saying again? Remember the Gryffindors ' old slogan—'Let the Slytherin women bear Gryffindor children...'"

Before he could finish speaking, Lily slapped him on the head with a chop to the head.

"You'll corrupt the child, James!" Lily scolded.

James covered his head, but didn't forget to continue praising his eldest son, "Anyway, well done! Harry! You're such a good son!"

"But..." Sirius was still trying to explain, "They're really not a good match. Miss Grindelwald is just too... too manipulative. I'm afraid Harry will be completely manipulated by her..."

He clung to his last shred of hope, gambling on Lily's maternal love.

No mother wants to see her son being manipulated by a bad woman, especially a typical Gryffindor like Lily.

"Wait, what did you say her last name was?" James asked, frowning. "Grindelwald? Is it the Grindelwald that Dumbledore imprisoned in Nurmengard?"

"Yes, that's her brother," Sirius shrugged. "But it's a long story. Anyway— Lily, you really have to talk to Harry. I think Miss Sweeting of Hufflepuff would be perfect for her..."

By now, Lily could clearly understand what had happened.

She said, "Why does that blonde girl look so familiar?"

So, it was Miss Grindelwald from the Map Chamber!

But wait...

Back in the Map Chamber, Veratia taught her everything she knew, and the two had a teacher-student relationship as well as friendship.

The current situation is that, for some reason, my teacher has stepped out of the portrait and is getting very close to my son... They're practically becoming boyfriend and girlfriend?

Even if it's not true now, it's pretty close to it.

Lily is a woman too, so of course she understands women.

The current situation is that...

My teacher became my daughter-in-law?!

To Sirius's astonishment, Lily also gave Harry an approving look.

"Well done, Harry!" She gave Harry a thumbs up. "That's my son!"

Sirius covered his head, staring at James and Lily in disbelief.

No, buddy, buddy?!

That's... that's the evil Slytherin!

How could you possibly tolerate a Slytherin becoming the Potter Family's daughter-in-law?!

Aren't you two the ones who hate Slytherin the most?

Just then, Veratia walked in from outside.

Lily looked up and met Veratia's gaze.

"Long time no see, Veratia," she said.

"Yes, it's been a long time." Veratia nodded to her. "Lily."

Sirius was bewildered in the wind. He never imagined that the wicked Miss Grindelwald actually knew Lily!

It seems they actually have a close relationship...

"You two know each other?" James asked with interest.

"Yes, of course we know each other," Lily said to James with a smile. "Remember the Map Chamber I told you about before?"

"I remember," James nodded. "Ancient Magic —right? It included Professor Rackham, Professor Rackham, Headmaster Fitzgerald, and Miss Grindelwald ..."

At this point, James gasped.

"My little Merlin..." He looked at Veratia in shock, pointing at Veratia tremblingly, then at Lily: "She... she and you... were... the ones from the Map Chamber..."

However, James accepted it quite quickly. He had already experienced time travel, so there was no reason why Miss Grindelwald in the Map Chamber couldn't play like this.

Besides, his daughter-in-law is Grindelwald's sister, which makes James feel incredibly proud.

I feel like I'm holding my head higher than everyone else.

"Yes." Veratia sat down next to Harry, not at all reserved. "We've known each other for a long time. In fact, I've been guiding Lily in her Ancient Magic."

Lily looked at Harry.

"Attaboy!" she gave again.

"Dumbledore is still at the Ministry of Magic and won't be back for a while," Veratia said to Sirius. "Godfather, why don't you tell them what happened next?"

The Godfather?!

James was filled with awe, and this time, his praise for his son reached the point of complete devotion.

You know, this is Grindelwald's sister!

Lily was also suppressing a laugh as she looked at Veratia, wondering if Veratia would change how she addressed her in the future...

Hmm... From teacher and student, to best friends, and then to mother-in-law and daughter-in-law...

This relationship has changed dramatically, progressing in waves and swaying along with the general line.

Sirius took a deep breath when he heard Veratia address him.

Now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to accept his fate.

Despite all the planning, no one expected that Veratia and Lily would know each other, and that their relationship was far from ordinary...

That makes it impossible to know where to begin.

He had no other choice but to tell Lily and James about what happened after 1981.

When James was talking about changing the Secret Keeper, he suddenly interrupted Sirius.

"No, no—wait a minute!" James said, frowning. "How could I be so stupid as to leave Dumbledore foolproof, out and choose someone else to be the Secret Keeper?"

"But that's just how it is." Sirius scratched his head and said, "I tried to persuade you, and even Lily, but you two were like you were on some kind of hallucinogenic drug, insisting that I be the Secret Keeper..."

"Am I really that stupid?" James was starting to have an existential crisis.

"But if you insist on having Dumbledore the Secret Keeper, then why choose the Godfather?" Veratia asked, puzzled.

"Then I don't know." James shrugged.

Sirius continued his story, explaining that after hearing about his and Lily's heroic sacrifice in protecting Harry and defeating Voldemort, James and Lily weren't saddened by their deaths; in fact, they were quite happy.

"If we die together with Voldemort like this, then our deaths won't have been in vain," James said magnanimously. "Aside from a few details that aren't quite right and might slightly damage my reputation, everything is perfect—"

"And what about you?" Pabbie asked, raising her hand. "You sacrificed yourself too. Harry lost all his family when he was young..."

"With the sacrifice of the two of us, millions of parents can be there to watch their children grow up, so it's nothing." James smiled and put his arm around Lily's shoulder. "Whether I'm there or not is not important at this time, but the absence of Voldemort is very important to me."

At that moment, Harry began to understand why his mother ultimately chose his father.

That kind of spirit is something that a certain slick-haired Old Bat can't compare to.

"And then what?" Lily asked, resting her chin on her hands. "What about Harry?"

"Well, let him explain it himself." Sirius gesticulated with his paws. "His story is rather complicated, so I think it's better to let him tell it himself."

Harry nodded and said to Lily and James, "Mom, Dad, this might shock you, but it's true—I received my Hogwarts acceptance letter on July 25, 1991—but not from 1991, but from Hogwarts in 1887, when Phineas Black was the Headmaster!"

"Oh, Phineas Black!" James exclaimed, suddenly realizing. "I know him, the most unpopular Headmaster in Hogwarts history, right?"

"Yes," Harry nodded, and said to James, "I don't know why, but I went to Hogwarts a hundred years ago, met Cassandra, met Pabbie, and Veratia..."

"Wait a minute?" Lily suddenly called out to Harry, her keen senses alerting her as she realized something was amiss.

So much so that she wanted to get to the bottom of the matter and temporarily put aside her experiences with Harry.

"Cassandra? Pabbie? Who are they?" Lily looked at Harry sharply, always feeling that her son had the potential to be a scumbag.

These names are clearly all for girls.

"It's us." Pabbie pulled a reluctant Cassandra out from behind the door. "We're all from Hogwarts a hundred years ago, and we're all Harry's good friends..."

"Then... why are you so young?" Lily asked suspiciously.

Without any hesitation, Harry recounted in detail how he met these girls, and also told Lily in detail how they came to be a hundred years in the future and what they had experienced.

Hearing this touching—well, friendship? love? Anyway, Lily was a little confused and didn't know how to describe it, but she was already in tears.

Lily initially thought Harry was going to be a jerk, but now that she knows the whole story, Lily suddenly realizes that she can't give up either of them.

They have already sacrificed so much for Harry; abandoning either of them would cause immense harm to the other two.

But what should we do...?

Lily had a bit of a headache.

After listening to Harry recount everything that happened a hundred years ago, James smiled.

"You mean, you're the Harry Potter from a hundred years ago?" James's grin stretched to his ears. "Merlin! When I named him, it was based on Harry from a hundred years ago, but I never imagined that person would become my son—my son is a legendary wizard, a hero! Hahaha..."

"Yes, I never imagined Harry would go through so much." Lily looked at her son with a touch of heartache. "All these years must have been exhausting for you, my child?"

"It's alright." Harry scratched the back of his head. "Actually, although they say I'm a legendary wizard, in reality, suppressing the Ashwinder Party was inseparable from the help of Cassandra and Veratia... They even gave me the main credit, but I wasn't that... um."

Cassandra's lips curled up when she heard Harry mention her first.

snort...

She suddenly felt a surge of joy.

"So, this Miss Cassandra..."

Lily looked at Cassandra, who had a smile on her lips, and almost immediately confirmed the nature of this prospective daughter-in-law.

Arrogant and haughty.

"She's from the Malfoy family," Harry introduced to Lily. "She's Lucius Malfoy's great-aunt."

"I see..." Lily nodded. Harry had mentioned when introducing Cassandra that her father, Mr. Septimus, often brought her to important occasions...

Now it seems that this is not unexpected, and only the Malfoy family is worthy of the illustrious family background that Harry described.

Lily was very knowledgeable about History of Magic, so of course she knew about Mr. Malfoy. Septimus Malfoy— the Minister of Darkness who secretly controlled the Magical World in the nineteenth century.

He is not only incredibly powerful in the Magical World, but also extremely popular in the Muggle World. It is said that he is also very good friends with a certain grandmother.

As clever as Lily, she could see that Mr. Malfoy was grooming Harry to be his son-in-law.

At the same time, she seemed to understand why the enlightened Malfoy family had suddenly transformed into an extremely closed-off Pure-blood.

Lily, feeling a surge of rage from the depths of hell, realized that her fists were hardening.

If her daughter were to be kidnapped by a black-haired guy riding a flying broomstick, she might do something even more outrageous than Mr. Septimus ...

But Harry is her son, well...

However, it seems that even a hundred years ago, Harry's life wasn't exactly difficult.

We have to thank the Malfoy family for this; without their protection, given the prevailing attitudes in the Magical World back then, Harry would not have fared much better.

"As for Pabbie..."

Harry glanced at Pabbie, only to find Pabbie with her chest resting on the table, her chin on it, looking at him innocently.

His eyelids twitched...

What exactly is blinding me?

"She's Newt Scamander's aunt, the author of ' Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them '," Harry said quickly.

"Hey, hello there." Pabbie waved to the two of them.

"Hello, Miss Sweeting." Lily nodded gently.

"Oh, and Mr. LeMay."

Harry then remembered Mr. LeMay. When he stood up and turned around, he found Mr. LeMay wearing headphones, sitting in a chair, calmly holding the Crystal Ball without saying a word.

"Mr. LeMay?" he called out.

Mr. LeMay remained silent, but rapidly moved his fingers in the air in front of him.

It looks like they're playing some kind of game, or doing some programming.

Judging from this hand speed, it doesn't seem like he's playing a game, since there aren't any games that require such high hand speed right now.

Just then, Professor Lupin returned from outside.

"It's so cold."

Lupin rubbed his hands and nose as he entered the room. Hearing Harry calling for Mr. LeMay, he went over to Mr. LeMay and considerately removed his headphones.

Mr. LeMay looked up, but he didn't speak; he just stared at Lupin with a somber expression.

"Harry is calling you, Mr. LeMay," Lupin said with a smile, pointing at Harry and looking in the direction he was pointing.

Then he saw James and Lily sitting at the table.

"Hey, you're up so fast." Lupin chuckled and shook his head, rubbing his eyes. "Or am I still half asleep? Why am I seeing Prongs and Lily...?"

"You're not dreaming, Lupin," Sirius exclaimed excitedly. "This is James and Lily, they're back!"

Lupin practically darted to the table and came to James ' side.

"Prongs?" he asked incredulously, his voice trembling.

However, James remained as nonchalant as ever, showing no joy whatsoever at the long-awaited reunion.

In fact, he had just met Lupin the day before he left.

"Dude, it's not a full moon today, is it?" James teased, oblivious to the danger. "I'm really afraid your little furry problem will flare up and you'll bite me..."

James's teasing lightened the somewhat somber atmosphere.

Lupin opened his arms and hugged James.

"Thirteen years, thirteen years..." he murmured, "You're finally back, Prongs!"

"Anyway, I'm back, and with Lily too." James patted Lupin on the shoulder and joked, "Of course I don't mind you hugging me for so long, but I'm married now, so be careful Lily doesn't get jealous."

"Hahahaha..." Lupin laughed, wiping away his tears, and released James: "You're still the same as before, James."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Mr. LeMay finally sidled up to the table.

"Dad, Mom," Harry introduced to his parents, "This is Mr. Nicolas Flamel, the legendary France Alchemy... He is currently living in seclusion at Hogwarts at Dumbledore's invitation, and we are now in his Alchemy Room."

"Nicolas Flamel?!" Lily exclaimed. "My God, I've seen you in so many books, and Veratia has mentioned you to me so many times... It's such an honor, such an honor to know you."

As she spoke, she reached out and took Mr. LeMay's hand.

Click.

With a sharp crack, Mr. LeMay cried out in pain.

Lily was somewhat taken aback, but she quickly realized that she had accidentally broken Mr. LeMay's bone.

After all, he was an Alchemy born in the 14th century; he must have osteoporosis by now.

"I'm sorry, Mr. LeMay," Lily apologized awkwardly.

"Oh, it's alright," Mr. LeMay said with a chuckle. "It's just a little joke—thanks to your husband's family, Skele-Gro is also very helpful for us osteoporotic old folks, but I've decided to make a prank disguise on my hand to tease my new friends..."

mischief?

Lily immediately felt unwell.

No, I thought I had broken your bones!

James, however, showed interest; he loved playing pranks.

Mr. LeMay's actions clearly suited his taste.

"Was it Mr. LeMay who allowed us to travel through time?" Lily tried to change the subject.

"No, not at all." Mr. LeMay chuckled and trotted over to Lupin, sitting down in a chair. "You were able to come here because of a gem called 'Desire,' which, as the name suggests, can satisfy the deepest desires in a person's heart."

"Harry holds that gem, and what he longs for most deep down is his father and mother," Mr. LeMay concluded.

"Is that how it is?" Lily murmured.

She couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Even though Harry had already achieved great success, deep down, what he longed for most was still his father's and mother's love.

Seeing his mother's look, Harry quickly changed the subject, saying, "But speaking of which, Mom and Dad, what are your plans?"

"What are your plans?" James looked up and asked, not quite understanding what his son meant.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Sirius said with a chuckle. "Anyway, now that you two are back, you need to find something to do. For example, I'm currently teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts with Lupin."

"Hey, you two are teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts?" James laughed. "I said you two could teach... wait, doesn't Moony have a little problem? How could Dumbledore allow him to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"That's a long story, but recently a wizard has developed a Wolfsbane Potion." Lupin chuckled as he explained to his good friend, "This potion, when taken a week before the full moon, will allow Werewolf to retain his sanity even when he transforms into a wolf. It's a very difficult Potions to concoct, but as a professor at Hogwarts, I have certain privileges, so I have to trouble our Potions Professor to concoct some Wolfsbane Potion for me every month."

"Potions professor? Professor Slughorn?" James asked, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, that old man, he really dislikes me, he's blind—but he and Lily get along quite well, and he's still alive?"

"Of course he's still alive," Lupin said, then corrected, "But the Potions Class at Hogwarts now isn't Slughorn."

"Not Slughorn?" James asked eagerly, intrigued. "If not Slughorn, then who could it be?"

"Ahem." Sirius coughed twice, revealing the answer, "The Potions Class professor is none other than someone we all know..."

"Is it Frank?" James was referring to Neville's father Frank Longbottom, who had excelled in Potions Class at school.

It has a protruding lumbar disc, just like Professor Slughorn's.

"No, it's not Frank." Sirius sighed. "The Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom aren't doing well; they're receiving treatment at St. Mungo's's..."

"Who's that?" James scratched his head. "It can't be McKinnon, can it? I remember she was pretty good at Potions."

"McKinnon... uh," Sirius sighed, "Their whole family was killed by the Death Eater..."

"Merlin..." James sighed as well, and asked again, "Who will be the Potions professor? I really can't think of anyone."

Sirius cleared his throat, shook his head regretfully, and said, "It's none other than our Severus Snape..."

Silence fell over the Living Room for a long time.

At the same time, Dumbledore and Snape opened the door.

As soon as they pushed open the door, they heard a loud roar coming from inside.

"What?! That Snivellus has become a professor at Hogwarts?! That's impossible! Absolutely impossible! Has that old bastard Dumbledore gone senile?! Why would he make such a foolish decision?!"

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