Chapter 1709 The Goddess’s Secret Word (54)

Severus came to the phone in the library and was about to pick up the phone when the phone rang by itself.

"Hello." He said into the phone.

"Good night, Mr. Snape." Lyle Meyer said on the other end of the phone. "Please forgive me for being rude, your friend is here with us."

"I know." Severus said calmly, "Let Irma answer the phone."

"I don't think this can be done. She is not in the manor where we met last time." Lyle said, "Please don't worry, she will be taken good care of and no one will be hurt."

"How can I trust you?" Severus asked.

"I think you have no choice now but to trust me," Lyle said. "And I can provide you with more help than that lady searching aimlessly."

"What can you tell me?" Severus asked.

"It depends on how much you know. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Lyle said in a mentor's tone.

"What happened in 1870?" Severus asked.

"About what?" Lyle asked.

"Aurora," Severus said.

Lyle was silent for a while and then said, "The Franco-Prussian war was going on at the time, and a group of Prussian spies sneaked into the city. I don't know whether their original purpose was to spy on intelligence and accidentally discovered those secrets, or whether they were originally looking for those secrets.

Come on, they caused trouble anyway, and in order to prevent Paris from falling into a greater crisis, someone made up for their mistakes."

"Why did the lake in Montsouris Park dry up?" Severus asked.

"That was another mistake." Lyle said. "Walkers from Egypt polluted the water in the Monsouri Reservoir out of revenge."

"Who?" Severus asked.

"How do you know about the aurora?" Lyle asked.

"I read a man's diary." Severus said, "He also saw a gorgeous hearse and thought it belonged to the Alexandre Dumas family."

"Why would he think that?" Lyle asked.

"The hearse has a letter h surrounded by silver stars."

"I don't understand why he associates this car with Alexandre Dumas. The initials of Dumas' family name are the letter d, and the handwritten letters of his grandfather's surname are not this. They don't want to inherit the surname of their aristocratic grandfather, but

Inherited the surname of the slave girl's grandmother." Lyle said softly.

"Wait..." Severus recalled carefully, "He received the news of Alexandre Dumas' death on December 5 on December 29, and he saw the hearse on December 5."

"So he didn't say that he thought the hearse was for the Dumas family funeral, right?" Lyle asked.

"No," Severus said.

"In French, h is silent, and it was even kicked out of the alphabet for a time. Adding h back to the alphabet is to express foreign words, and to meet the needs of letter combinations, some people say that its return to the alphabet is a commemorative return.

"

"What?" Severus asked confused.

"That's a mute or a false sound. It only leaves a place for it when it's aspirated, just like this." Lyle blew a breath on the other end of the phone. "You can understand it as existing and not existing."

"So he lied?" Severus said.

"Is he a trustworthy person?" Lyle asked.

Severus didn't answer.

Novelist Victor Hugo is a world-class celebrity, but is he credible?

"December 5th was after the aurora happened. I thought it was so late that everyone would be asleep," Lyle said.

"In October, someone used an onyx cup to collect donations, and now that cup is in my hand." Severus said, "It was buried in the underground sewer."

"You don't have to worry about that. If I remember correctly, it should have been filled with water. The water will not disappear unless it hits a mechanism on the wall." Lyle said.

"Now it's the other way around. The ditch was dry when they found it, and a torrent rushed out. One of my people is missing," Severus said.

"who?"

"A Muggle boy."

"He's not here with me," Lyle said.

"I know." Severus said softly, "You don't have to be so nervous."

"You don't seem to be in a hurry to find him," Lyle said.

"He is a man and can take care of himself." Severus said coldly.

"Do you really think that, or is it because he's a Muggle?" Lyle asked.

"Those Prussian spies, what happened to them?" Severus asked.

"They disappeared, like they never existed." Lyle said. "Do you want to be like them? Young man."

"I'm already dead." Severus said coldly.

"So I'm talking to the dead now?"

"I have the same question, am I talking to a living person or a dead person?" Severus answered not to be outdone.

Lyle laughed.

"We exist and yet don't exist, just like h in French." Lyle said with a smile, "Only breathe prove we are living."

"People who fall into coma can still breathe, but that doesn't mean they are alive." Severus said seriously.

"I believe that boy has his own destiny, just like what you are experiencing now. No one can stop you, because this is your destiny, but they will block the way after you leave, and you need to find your own way back.

"

"That house elf..."

"It's not so powerful that it can always open a channel for you." Lyle said, "And do you believe them?"

Severus smiled.

"You can force them to serve you, but you'd better find a backup plan." Lyle said, "Do you know what's going on?"

'Do you hear the sound of destruction?'

Severus seemed to hear someone say something behind him. It was a man wearing a gorgeous coat in the Church of Santa Maria del Fiore.

"The door will open when I really need it," Severus said.

"There are many people who choose to stay and never come back after entering that world by mistake. The same is true for you. Due to the nature of my work, I can go to worlds that ordinary people cannot go to, but I am not like you, male.

Wu, this is your talent."

Severus didn't answer.

"He is very jealous of you. You have everything he yearns for." Lyle said after a moment, "Are you jealous of him?"

"Why should I be jealous of a Muggle?"

"He's the emperor, and you're just a slug player," Lyle said.

Severus laughed again. "Potions are indeed a 'joke' to some people."

"Aren't you afraid of being the butt of other people's jokes?" Lyle asked.

"I spent my whole life building a reputation, but in the end I found that all my efforts could be easily crushed by someone else's finger. He took away everything from me. The only thing I have left is one woman. She means nothing to me.

It's just like water. I didn't know how precious it was until I was walking in the desert." Severus said, "Lily is a mirage. She is already dead. I also saw her before she died.

Eyes, she has forgiven me."

"Is this real or is it your imagination?" Lyle asked.

"That boy, he has his mother's eyes." Severus said, "No matter how gorgeous the hearse is, it should not contain his body."

"Do you believe that hearse exists?" Lyle asked.

"It depends on what you think, priest." Severus said. "Do you believe that it was a real event or an illusion?"

"Do you have anything else to ask?" Lyle asked.

"I'll contact you when I have questions," Severus said. "You just have to stay by the phone."

After saying that, Severus hung up the phone.

"You know what's the saddest thing about my mother?" Severus looked at the phone and said, "It's not that my father yelled at her, but that she was always by the phone, waiting for him to remember.

I just called her, and he was already with another woman at that time."

No one answered his words.

Severus later left the table and returned to the table occupied by Mrs. Pince. He glanced at the manuscripts on the table that were bathed in orange light.

"Let me see what you found, Irma," he whispered, and raised his wand.
Chapter completed!