Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 181 I Bet You Can't Do It

There is more magic on the door of Snape's study.

Voldemort used the repair spell wave map again, and directly violently disassembled and entered.

"It's good to be still."

Seeing the book he needed, Voldemort took out a fake one from the cloth bag without hesitation, and then Tanuki changed the prince, put the real one in his pocket, and put the fake one on the bookshelf.

After doing all this, Voldemort was about to leave immediately, but just as he walked out of the study...

"call."

The fireplace suddenly shone with green light, and then a figure hurried out from it.

It was Snape. He felt that the magic he had placed on the office door was destroyed, so he suspended the transaction, and hurriedly used Floo powder to rush back.

then……

He looked at himself in a daze, and forgot to pull out his wand for a moment.

Voldemort was also stunned for a moment, but he was prepared...

He bet Snape wouldn't do it.

"Shh."

After being stunned, Snape immediately pulled out his wand.

"Severus, are you sure you want to point your wand at me?"

Voldemort didn't touch the wand at all, but resumed his tone and asked in a deep voice.

Snape's eyes widened for a moment, and he looked at his other self in disbelief.

And the wand in his hand slowly lowered under Voldemort's cold gaze.

"Hello, Dark Lord."

He bent deeply and bowed to Voldemort.

There was a smile on Voldemort's face: "Get up, Severus, the last time we met, it was too hasty."

Snape took a deep breath and stood up slowly. There was no emotion revealed in his empty eyes, but only he knew the tension in his heart.

"Give me your wand."

Voldemort stepped up to him and spread his right hand, palm up.

Snape's hand trembled, and at this moment, no one knew what he was thinking.

But then, he obediently put the wand in the other hand.

"Don't point your wand at me again, Severus, you didn't die last time because I didn't want you to die, but there really won't be a next time."

Voldemort said softly, and the wand brushed across Snape's neck, allowing his wound to heal slowly.

"Thank you, Lord..."

"Call me the Dark Lord, Severus, you are not loyal enough."

Voldemort's words locked Snape in place.

There was still no emotion in his empty gaze, but only he knew how difficult it was to maintain Occlumency at this moment.

"I did everything I promised you, Severus."

Voldemort flicked his hand casually, and Snape's wand fell on the operating table with a "snap". This slight sound made Snape break out in a cold sweat.

"When I went into the Potter house, when I was about to kill Harry Potter, I said 'get out of the way' to Lily, it was your request, Severus, but she didn't take it seriously. "

"Master, you promised me not to kill..." Snape broke his defense instantly, and his eyes became cloudy.

"I gave her a chance." Voldemort suppressed him with a louder voice, and then looked at him fiercely.

If it was before the fusion of souls, Voldemort's ferocity might have seemed bluffing and aggressive, but at this moment...

The evil thoughts had been ignited, Snape just glanced at the ferocity and evil in his other eyes, then lowered his head in horror.

No one else could look like that, except the Dark Lord... Snape thought in horror.

"Severus, Severus."

Voldemort suddenly restrained his ferocity, stepped forward and hugged him, and patted his back slowly, "There is a gap between us, you lost your love, it's my fault, my fault."

Snape froze, stunned on the spot.

He had never seen the Dark Lord so tender to anyone.

"But nothing can be undone, Severus."

Voldemort took a step back and grabbed Snape's shoulders with both hands, "We must look forward, Severus, I promise, as long as you live, I will not touch Harry, he will always be safe, this is me Compensation for you."

"host……"

"No, Severus, you haven't forgiven me for calling me the Dark Lord," Voldemort refused.

"Yes, Dark Lord."

Snape said obediently, he was silent for a while, adjusted his mood, raised his head again, his eyes became empty again, "But, Dark Lord, I am loyal to you."

"Severus, Severus."

Voldemort shook his head, and repeated his name for the second time, his eyes full of disappointment, "What did I do to make you feel that with my ability, you can no longer judge whether a person is loyal enough to me? ?”

Snape was silent, he lowered his head, his body even trembled slightly.

"You're not wrong, Severus, and everyone who fell for Albus, or the Ministry of Magic, was not wrong under the circumstances." Voldemort said in a deep voice.

"Then why do you doubt my loyalty, Dark Lord, to you..."

"Shut up, Severus, you asked Albus for help earlier, after he let you eavesdrop on that prophecy, before I experienced my last death." Voldemort said suddenly irritable , which made Snape shut his mouth immediately.

He shivered in horror at first, not understanding how Voldemort knew all this.

But then, he noticed a different meaning in Voldemort's words.

"Before he let you eavesdrop...", Dumbledore did it on purpose?

"He can't kill me, Severus, and if he had the ability, he wouldn't let me go for ten years."

On Voldemort's face, arrogance and anger were mixed together, "But he used you to make that prophecy play a role far beyond what it should have."

"I don't understand, Dark Lord," Snape whispered.

"If you go to the Ministry of Magic to see the prophecy balls there, Severus, there is a room full of them." Voldemort smiled disdainfully, and said, "Even some of their contents are contradictory."

"You mean the prophecy may not come true?" Snape asked.

"The rise of the Dark Lord must come true, but not everything else, Severus, we can have a long talk when you are ready to return to my arms." After Voldemort finished speaking, he was about to leave Snape's office .

He felt that the two of them had nothing to talk about, and the estrangement was so severe that neither could trust each other.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Dark Lord?"

Snape's words successfully stopped Voldemort.

He used telepathy, but he couldn't get any emotion from Snape, it was as empty as when Riddle first met Dumbledore.

"Find the man who killed the child, Severus, he needs to be punished," said Voldemort, "but don't kill him, give him to me."

"I thought you did it," said Snape.

"Apparently not, Severus."

After Voldemort finished speaking, without hesitation, he opened the door of the office and strode out.

Snape stood there without moving, his mind lingering on what the two had just said.

(End of this chapter)