I Don't Want to Talk to You!!

Dumbledore's portrait was the same.

Empty.

Of course, every time Darren came here, Dumbledore's portrait was empty.

He let out a sigh, pretending to be regretful.

Then he placed the memories he had obtained from Snape into the Pensieve in the Headmaster's Office.

When Snape gave him those memories, he had probably thought he was about to die.

He had probably handed over quite a lot of memories.

Hopefully there was nothing in there that would make Snape die of embarrassment.

Darren nearly laughed out loud.

Still, he stirred the memories in the Pensieve with his wand. Without bringing Harry along, he plunged straight in.

He figured Harry would not need any urging from him.

After all, Harry had only just learned about his origins. He would definitely feel awkward for a while, so Harry should understand.

Darren smiled.

He fell headfirst into the Pensieve.

His feet landed on the warm ground within the Pensieve.

Harry appeared as well.

Before them was a thicket, and inside it were two pretty girls.

Behind them stood a boy with greasy hair.

It was Snape as a child.

Even at such a young age, Snape had the expression of an obsessive admirer.

He stared at Lily without blinking.

When Darren leaned closer, he felt that this was truly pathetic simping. This should have been Snape and Lily's first formal meeting.

Lily was swinging with Petunia.

She swung higher and higher.

Petunia even scolded her for it.

But Lily did not care at all. She turned a withered flower into a fresh bloom.

Petunia screamed.

Snape finally made his entrance...

I Don't Want to Talk to You!!

In the memory, Snape told Lily that she was a female wizard. Lily and Petunia did not quite believe him, and they argued with him.

In the