Beautiful Afterlife

Snape stroked his face in the mirror as if he were under a spell.

Judging from his facial features, it is indeed him.

But their skin color and temperament are completely different.

His large nose, amidst all these changes, has become the finishing touch to his current appearance.

This gives him a refined and gentle demeanor.

"My master told me to maintain a healthy lifestyle, adjust my diet, and exercise, but I've ended up like this—"

If I had done it this way from the beginning, Lily ...

"Robert is a very nice person and often shares his cooking skills with his friends."

His apple pie is absolutely amazing.

He even asked James and me for advice on magic.

Isobel often asked us students how well her daughter was being taught.

"I can tell she's very proud of you." Lily spoke eloquently in an empty room on the third floor of Hogwarts.

She was holding Meiling in her arms.

Professor McGonagall is opposite me.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she kept wiping away tears. "That's just the kind of person my father is."

He is a pastor of the Muggle Elder Church.

My mother even hid her identity as a witch from him, fearing it would affect their marriage.

But after I was born, he accepted me and my mother.

He abandoned his faith and spent his days at home pretending to be a wizard.

"He won't bother you, will he?"

Harry was extremely embarrassed and wanted to disappear from the room like Aberforth had stormed out earlier.

Dumbledore seemed to have figured this out.

But he just smiled mischievously and winked.

The news of his sister's happiness seemed to have put him at ease, and he felt much more relaxed.

Compared to before, he's like a mischievous old man.

He used to be mischievous, but at least he appeared mysterious, kind, and dignified.

But now—

"No, not at all," Lily smiled. "But he and his Calvinism followers..."

I was very surprised that I didn't go to heaven.

But their surprise quickly vanished—because they saw God and Jesus himself.

In that world.

Lily suddenly stuck out her tongue playfully, "Have you ever heard of Dougal McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall coughed awkwardly and gestured for Dumbledore and Harry to leave.

Seeing that Dumbledore remained unmoved and held Harry's arm firmly, Harry noticed that Dumbledore was not moving and was holding Harry's arm firmly.

She could only say helplessly, "We are neighbors, living in the outskirts of Caithness in the Scottish Highlands."

"It's that simple," Lily teased. "But I heard your mother, Isobel, say that he would have been a better husband for you."

Professor McGonagall's face paled at this, and she blurted out, "Don't they like him?"

"Who are you referring to?" Lily pretended not to have guessed.

"You should know!" Professor McGonagall's face turned ashen.

Harry and Dumbledore exchanged glances in the background, wondering, "Has my mother (referring to Lily) always been this naughty?"

Seeing that Professor McGonagall was really angry, Lily quickly said, "Okay, I do know."

Although I was 21 years old, I passed away on October 31, 1981, along with James.

But, it must have been four years later, I heard the name Elphinstone Elcott from Isobel.

"What about my mother?"

"Elcott is more than ten years older than you, and he used to be your boss."

Dougal is your neighbor; he grew up under Isobel's watchful eye.

Moreover, although you left him when he wanted to turn your romantic relationship into a marriage because you didn't want to give up everything in the Wizarding World.

But Dougal waited for you for two years, and only after you didn't contact him again did he choose to move on to the next relationship.

"Does she think that Elphinstone and I got together because of work?" Professor McGonagall complained. "Besides, Dougal isn't exactly our neighbor."

Although we all live in the suburbs...

My mother may have known him long before, but I met him when I was eighteen.

He didn't wait for me for two years.

To be precise, he married another farmer's daughter two years later!

Professor McGonagall spoke like a machine gun, yet there was a hint of coquetry in her words.

It was as if she, as a daughter, was speaking to her mother, who had passed away many years ago, through Lily.

"I have something to say," Dumbledore stepped forward, clearly not content with simply being a bystander.

He said with a malicious smile, "You cried a lot when McGonagall got married."

She told me everything.

Mr. McGonagall has been writing to you through your mother, Isobel.

And you haven't replied at all.

He simply hid the letter under the bed. He didn't even look at it.

What's wrong with Elphinstone?

He fell in love with me when I was still working at the Ministry of Magic.

Despite my repeated rejections, he persisted in proposing to me for decades until I finally agreed in 1982.

Because of our age, we don't even have children.

Coming from a famous Pure-blood families, he even defied convention by allowing me to retain my Muggle father's surname and not take my husband's.

This made him almost a laughing stock in the Wizarding World.

My mother saw him when she was alive.

Although he was my friend at the time.

"How come everything changes after death?" Professor McGonagall did not directly answer Dumbledore's question, but only expressed her confusion.

After Lily had made enough jokes, she coughed and became serious again. "Isobel thinks he's not good enough for you."

She felt that the man who was good enough for her daughter had to be handsome, intelligent, and funny.

Just like Dougal.

Elcott is suitable as a friend.

But as a husband, he's not good with words and not handsome enough.

It doesn't fit her criteria for choosing a partner.

Like Robert, he's handsome enough.

Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses in confusion. "My dad is handsome?"

She couldn't connect the word with her father.

"Ah, I see." Lily tapped her left hand. "You haven't seen what Robert looked like when he was young?"

To put it simply, in the Afterlife, unless you maintain it yourself...

We are all the same as we were when we were young.

Even if some people are more accustomed to old age.

But in that world, one could live forever, with a partner, or the option to find a partner.

Sooner or later, they'll give up trying to maintain it.

"Always alive?" Dumbledore keenly noticed the key phrase.

He instinctively looked at Harry, "Did I do something wrong?"

Perhaps you should sever your ties with Riddle.

I knew before that world was wonderful.

But I didn't expect it to be so wonderful.

Such longevity is not desirable.

It was a nightmare.

You and your friends, your loved ones, will be forever separated by death.

"Albus, what do you mean?" Professor McGonagall immediately guessed the implication, "Mr. Potter is immortal because of his connection with Professor Riddle?"

"Harry!" The ease that had been on Lily's face since her resurrection vanished.

Instead, there was a great deal of worry.

But she did not look up at Dumbledore.

She seemed to have thought of another possibility.

"I have spoken with Dumbledore."

This is a necessary sacrifice.

Moreover, as magic develops, perhaps one day, the passage between that world and this world will open.

I've already done it.

"Although it's thanks to the Resurrection Stone." Harry waved the black stone in his hand.

I finally managed to snag some food.

This chapter should have been published much earlier.

But you have to be on time to grab the vegetables.