Chapter 118 Lily Evans's Commission

Meka Anders had just fallen asleep in her dormitory, when there seemed to be a rumbling sound in her mind, as if a golden lightning struck down.

In the darkness, Meka saw a large amount of thick fog rolling in, shaping a certain scene.

Afterwards, he seemed to be immersed in it.

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A hillside is full of spring and fragrant flowers.

Under the green shade, the girl with a calm temperament stretched out her palm, and there was a white flower blooming slowly in her palm, and a refreshing fragrance came to her nostrils.

The girl smiled and said to her sister: "Sister, look at this flower, isn't it beautiful?"

"Freak!"

Who knows, the girl's hand was suddenly slapped away, and her sister stared at her face and said:

"Lily, you are a freak! I want to tell mom, tell her that you are a freak, she will not like you like before, she will start to hate you, no matter how good your studies are..."

The girl was stunned for a moment, not expecting this situation.

She stared blankly at her sister.

The girl's sister reached out to grab her hand, grabbing it hard.

The girl frowned in pain, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. She broke away from her sister and ran away.

"Don't run, Lily!"

My sister was chasing after me, and she shouted loudly: "You come back with me, or I will tell my mother right now and say you are a freak!"

Suddenly, the sister stopped, and the girl was startled for a moment. She seemed to realize something, and she looked back.

A boy wearing a black formal suit and curly hair walked out from behind the tree. He stared coldly at the girl's sister.

The girl's sister seemed frightened by his gaze and turned around and ran away.

The girl looked at the boy without saying a word, as if she didn't know what to say.

The boy didn't say anything. He picked up a piece of dead grass from the ground and gave it away gently.

The dead grass seemed to turn into a butterfly, flapping its wings and flying towards the girl.

The girl reached out to catch it. She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Thank you, my name is Lily Evans."

The boy looked at the girl's green eyes with a gentle smile, and a smile gradually appeared on her cold face.

He replied: "Severus Snape."

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The lights were bright during the sorting ceremony at Hogwarts.

The girl wore the old Sorting Hat on her head, listening to it whispering to itself, and then the Sorting Hat announced loudly:

"Gryffindor!"

The girl suddenly smiled. She took off her hat and handed it to the professor on the side. Then she came to the audience.

Suddenly, the boy beside her patted her shoulder. She turned her head and saw the boy's hazel eyes and bright smile.

She was startled and heard the boy say:

"James Potter, I hope we can become good friends."

The girl nodded, smiled, and introduced herself.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly saw her friend not far away. Severus was looking at her with a disappointed expression.

"Severus!" The girl smiled kindly and waved to him.

Severus was startled for a moment, but then he brightened up and smiled.

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"Lily, your talents are very good, whether it's spells or potions, they all surprise me."

A few years later, the gray-haired professor touched the girl's hair and said with a smile: "I hope you can keep doing it and don't stop. In the future, you will definitely become a very powerful wizard."

The girl nodded. She looked at the final grade in her hand and was very happy.

On the spell and potion, two red ‘O’s (exceeded expectations) were written, as well as the ardent expectations of the two professors, expressing full confidence and blessings for her future.

The girl put away her report card, said goodbye politely, and then walked out of the office.

She had just walked for a while when she suddenly saw a group of people with hurried faces heading in a certain direction.

"What's going on?" She looked in front of her blankly.

Suddenly, a classmate grabbed her hand and ran forward, saying:

"James Potter and Severus Snape had another conflict. The two of them had a serious quarrel. It is likely that something big will happen..."

The girl suddenly became panicked, and she also quickened her pace and ran towards the distance.

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Time passed by, and the girl stood in the wedding hall wearing a white wedding dress from the Muggle world. She had become slim and graceful.

In front of her, James Potter in a suit and tie knelt down on one knee in front of her. He said with a sincere expression:

"Lily, I hope to propose to you again here."

He handed over the wedding ring and said seriously: "Will you marry me and become my James Potter's wife, Lily?"

The girl stared at his face and smiled, feeling inexplicably sweet in her heart.

"I do."

She took the wedding ring and put it on her finger, and then she quickly helped James up.

James hugged her, and the audience suddenly burst into warm applause, which was a blessing.

For a moment, the girl was in a trance, and seemed to see a figure in black robes under the stage, but it disappeared in an instant.

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In a certain valley, there was heavy rain and lightning and thunder.

In a dark room, all the lights shattered, and with a shrill cry, James Potter's figure was pierced by a dazzling light. The woman's eyes were split, and she shouted in grief:

"James!!"

"Lily...go...take the child..." James Potter fell to the ground, bleeding from seven holes, looking terrible.

He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch his wife in the distance, but in the end, his hand fell weakly.

He stared with eyes full of reluctance and worry, and died forever.

The woman cried bitterly, she struggled to get up from the ground, raised her wand, and protected the child in the crib behind her.

"No need to be so sad." In the darkness, the man who killed James came over, covered in a black robe.

He smiled and said, "After all, your family of three will be reunited in the underworld in a while."

The woman chanted a spell, and a layer of light appeared on her body, but the man pointed at her with a wand, and a silver light swallowed her figure.

"Avada Kedavra." The man under the black robe whispered.

The woman's body suddenly emitted a tragic white light, and a soul vaguely left her body, screaming shrilly while looking up at the sky.

"Harry, Harry..." The woman curled up in pain, her eyes were already terribly blurred, and she was almost shrouded in darkness.

But she crawled towards the crib, gritting her teeth, bleeding from all seven holes, smearing the ground red.

Finally, she grabbed one of the legs of the crib.

"My child..." The woman's eyes were filled with blood and tears.

She murmured something, holding the wand tightly in her hand, her nails digging into the flesh, and blood flowed down.

A faint light flashed and was covered by the lightning outside the window. The vitality of her body was completely lost. The wand snapped and broke into powder, scattered in the darkness.

"Harry... James..." The woman's voice gradually faded in the darkness.

Before she died, she heard the cry of a child coming from the crib, so full of vitality and energy.

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The black fog rolled up, the picture faded, and only a woman's figure remained.

Meka took a deep breath and walked forward.

The woman opened her eyes in advance, her eyes were green and full of bright colors:

"Who are you?" she asked. Meka responded politely: "Mrs. Evans, I am Harry's classmate, Meka Anders."

He got straight to the point: "Do you have any last wishes? If I can, I will help you fulfill them. Of course, this is a deal, and I will get the due reward."

"Last wish?" Lily Evans was stunned. She seemed to remember those terrible memories before her death, and her face turned pale.

After a while, she regained her composure and looked at Meka in front of her.

"Harry's classmate? Meka Anders?" Lily Evans looked at his height and gradually smiled, "It seems that Harry has grown up healthily..."

"Can you talk to me about Harry?" Lily Evans asked.

Meka nodded: "Of course."

The two chatted for a long time. Meka told her Harry's story in detail. She listened, occasionally showing a distressed look, and occasionally smiling.

Until talking about Harry's recent dilemma of public opinion, and being considered as the heir of Slytherin by everyone, Lily Evans's expression became solemn.

"Thank you for your help and care for Harry." She thanked him sincerely, and then said:

"I think I know what my last wish is."

Meka looked at her, waiting for her to say the rest.

Lily Evans said seriously: "Can I ask you to help Harry out of this dilemma? I am willing to pay any price for it..."

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