Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 123 Take care of Harry, okay?

In the morning, Snape returned to his office after finishing the exams for the last grade of Potions class.

He sat there in a daze for a long time, which caused him to forget to eat lunch.

And even so, he didn't find his own exclusive house-elf to eat.

Snape was a little sad, which was not reflected in his blank expression and empty eyes.

But if you pay attention to the way he returns to the office after proctoring, you will find that he is deeply in this mood.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knock on the door suddenly, and the sluggish Snape shuddered, then looked at the door.

"Come in," he said.

The door was pushed open, and Dumbledore's tall figure appeared outside the door.

"Didn't see you at lunch, Snape, what's the matter?"

Dumbledore asked him, his eyes wandering over Snape and in the office with some deep meaning in his eyes.

"When packing, there are too many things, so you have to prepare them in advance." Snape replied, stood up, and began to organize the things on the table.

Snape's office is chaotic and orderly, but even so, when he organizes everything, he needs to study carefully before deciding whether to throw it away or take it away...

He has been here for too many years, and many accumulated things were forgotten by him in the corner, and he only noticed them when he parted.

"I'm not ready to let you go, Snape, if you'd like to talk frankly..."

"Talk about what?"

Snape turned to look at Dumbledore with a rare look of anger in his empty eyes.

Dumbledore was taken aback by his sudden outburst of emotion, he opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Snape refused to stop there, he picked up an empty glass bottle from the table, and held it viciously in front of Dumbledore's eyes.

"Do you want to test the hardness of this glass bottle? After all, only in this way can you know how to use these glass bottles, right?"

Dumbledore didn't quite understand what he meant, but he wisely chose to remain silent.

There was a trace of grief and indignation on Snape's manic face, he raised the glass bottle high and said, "But have you ever thought that when you want to test its hardness, its end is doomed."

"Snapped."

The glass bottle was slammed to the ground by Snape, and his body was smashed to pieces.

Dumbledore looked down at the debris on the ground, his brows gradually furrowed.

"Are you trying to prove me wrong, Snape?" he asked softly.

"Proof? No, I just wanted to tell you, Dumbledore."

Snape looked at Dumbledore, his face became expressionless again, and the anger and other emotions in his eyes also disappeared, becoming hollow.

"From the moment you doubted me, the charge has been established."

These words made Dumbledore's frown deepen, and he looked at Snape as if trying to see through him, but he couldn't.

"Swoosh~~"

Dumbledore waved his wand suddenly, Snape looked up at him in surprise, then a disdainful smile appeared on his face, and said, "Legiliency, Dumbledore, what do you think you can get from me?"

Dumbledore didn't care about his sarcasm, but said seriously: "Snape, I think you can tell that I have enough reasons to do so."

"Yes, enough." Snape took two steps forward, resting his forehead not far from the wand, "but how do you break my Occlumency? You know how strong it is."

"You can open up, Snape, if you then..."

"Why?"

Anger spewed out of his eyes again, and Snape shook his greasy hair and turned his head to his wand, "Why did you ask me to do this?"

Dumbledore put away his wand, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Snape with helpless eyes until all the anger in Snape's eyes disappeared.

"I was wrong only once, only once."

Snape lowered his head, there was no remorse on his face, no sadness in his eyes, but his voice was full of helplessness and pain, "You always grab me, Dumbledore, you always do."

"Severus, the man is back, I have to find him, you know."

"I know, I know, come on, Dumbledore, see if your Legilimency is stronger, or my Occlumency is stronger, I promise you will see nothing, nothing this time. "

Snape raised his head stubbornly, and met Dumbledore's wand again.

After hesitating for a moment, Dumbledore still released the magic. In an instant, countless memories flashed in Snape's eyes:

Studying at a young age...

The bullying of Potter's group...

Lily still has a break with his past...

Dumbledore waved his wand angrily, because the only memory he could look up was when Snape was a student.

But this is what he already knew, and he wants to know more.

"Give me more, Snape, and don't hide your memory," said Dumbledore.

He held up his wand with pain on his face - he could get more, but Snape was sealing the memory, and if he used magic to force it open, he couldn't ensure the safety of Snape's memory.

Any magic is dangerous, magic will destroy everything.

"I can't, Headmaster, I've had enough of humiliation." Snape had a wicked and cruel smile on his face.

Dumbledore's face was full of pain, he didn't want to go on, but he couldn't see a reason not to.

"Om."

The magic was disconnected, and Dumbledore chose to give up.

After all, he couldn't get everything he wanted to know at the cost of hurting Snape.

The White Lord is not the Dark Lord, he is not cruel enough, he is too kind, this is the source of his strength, and also his inseparable fetters.

"You always do, Dumbledore, I don't know how you beat those two."

After Snape finished speaking, he started to pack his luggage as if nothing had happened.

"Any plans? For the future, Severus." Dumbledore asked, putting down his wand.

"Knockturn Alley, it suits me." Snape said calmly.

"It's a rat life, Severus, it's not for you..."

"What is suitable?" Snape looked at Dumbledore, which made the latter momentarily at a loss for what to say, "I have lost everything, even my last hope will disappear."

Dumbledore frowned, noticing that Snape had used the word "hope".

But he didn't say anything, he was only here to keep Snape from going out, which now seemed unnecessary.

"Take care of Harry, okay?"

Snape stared into Dumbledore's eyes, and there was a rare hint of emotion in the beautiful brown eyes.

"I will."

Dumbledore nodded, avoiding the eye contact with Snape, "Then, I'll leave first."

Snape nodded and let the old man leave without another word.

But at the door, Dumbledore paused.

"If, I mean if, Severus..."

Dumbledore hesitated again and again, and asked, "If it wasn't you, who would it be?"

Snape's movements froze, he thought for a moment, sighed and shook his head.

Yes, if it wasn't me, then who would it be... Snape thought with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)