Wandering between darkness and light
The age is not old but the soul has decayed
distance across time and space
Leaping beyond the limits of death
----------Redemption
"Actually, we are all the same, Professor." Harry looked at the blank portrait in front of him, knowing that he was there.
"The same painful and embarrassing childhood, the same desire for power." Harry's eyes were empty, as if he was recalling the past, and there was a faint fluctuation in the blank portrait.
"Voldemort does not desire feelings, so he is doomed to fail. Mom is your sunshine, so you have Xinyang, because I am the savior, so I must be strong." The tone of the last sentence was a bit mocking. Harry looked at the expressionless Snape who appeared in the portrait.
"It's been a long time, Professor. This is probably the last time we see each other." He ignored Snape's wide eyes.
"Death is my salvation"
The wind blows gently, everything can be repeated. I will never let us get to this point.