Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 246 Dumbledore, you are as despicable as the Dark Lord!
"what is that?"

There was surprise in McGonagall's voice.

"A broken soul, McGonagall, I want to talk to Severus, can you leave first?"

Dumbledore stared at the cracked ring for a long time before speaking slowly.

"Of course, but are you sure you want to do this?"

McGonagall looked at Dumbledore, his eyes seemed to say:
That's not a good idea, Dumbledore, he might hurt you.

"I'm sure, Meg, I'll be fine."

Dumbledore smiled weakly, and said, "Snape saved me, have you forgotten?"

McGonagall nodded, expressing her understanding, and then she put the long sword in the principal's office, and walked down the spiral staircase with her skirt lifted.

"We have nothing to say, Dumbledore." Snape said first, "I'm ready to leave Hogwarts."

"Join your former camp?" Dumbledore asked.

Snape pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Sorry, Severus, the pain made me unable to control myself very well." Dumbledore said apologetically, and raised his right hand and said, "How long do you think I can live?"

"I don't mind your words any more than I mind my past."

Snape glanced at the withered right hand, and said, "Although the spell has been trapped in that hand by me, it is a powerful spell, so... a year?"

Dumbledore nodded, he thought for a moment, then suddenly shook his right hand.

A ripple swayed, and Dumbledore's right hand recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"And if so?" Dumbledore asked Snape.

"Humph."

Snape snorted and said, "That curse will strengthen over time, so...you can live for two more years, but that means the Dark Lord saved you."

Dumbledore curled his lips and said, "I don't mind accepting his favor, Severus, I taught him too."

Snape shrugged, saying that you can do whatever you like, I don't like it too much.

"I was lucky, Severus, because of you, but I'm sorry I didn't cherish you then."

Dumbledore was silent for a while and said, "I hope you can return to my camp again, is that okay?"

"No, Principal, it's all over, and I won't get involved in this matter again."

Dumbledore noticed that Snape used not, not wanted to.

This gave him a headache and rubbed his temples with his left hand.

"If nothing happens..."

Snape said as he turned to leave.

"You noticed, Severus, didn't you?"

Dumbledore suddenly interrupted him, but Snape didn't stop until Dumbledore said the next sentence.

"You taught Harry Occlumency because you saw it, didn't you?"

"Snapped."

Snape stopped on the spot with his back to Dumbledore, the room suddenly became silent, only the sound of Phoenix Fox gnawing on a small cuttlefish bone.

"call."

Snape turned, and the cloak twirled like a lady's skirt.

He stared at Dumbledore, as if he wanted to see his deepest secrets from his eyes.

But Dumbledore's blue eyes just looked at him gently.

In the depths of that gaze, there seemed to be no secrets.

"Harry is like his ignorant father, Dumbledore, maybe I'll stop teaching him."

Snape said in a low voice, "Yes, I had to give him up, it was a stupid decision to keep him."

"Maybe so in appearance, but his eyes and bones are more like his mother." Dumbledore asked with a smile, "Do you agree with what I said, Severus?"

For a moment, Snape's figure twisted.

It was hard to tell whether he was about to pull out his wand, or whether his knees were weak and he had no strength.

But in any case, he quickly recovered from the physical reaction caused by the emotional agitation.

Those empty eyes were rarely full of anger, and the anger was accumulating more and more.

He glared at Dumbledore, but Dumbledore just smiled at him.

This made him even more angry.

However, the angrier he was, the wider the smile on the other party's face.

Finally, Snape broke out.

He took a sharp step forward, and his robe rose briefly because of his speed.

"Damn it, Dumbledore, you're as mean as the Dark Lord."

Snape's fingers almost touched the bridge of Dumbledore's broken nose, and his saliva was sprayed on Dumbledore's face wantonly.

No one had ever seen him so excited.

Or, he never thought that he would become so excited.

But at this moment, he did it.

He seemed to have turned into a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, in the restless period of youth.

"You made a mistake, Snape." Dumbledore's blue eyes suddenly became sharp, he stared at Snape firmly and said, "Lily Evans, you owe her this."

"Merlin."

Snape roared, and he turned around, stomping his feet, as if he had endless rage but nowhere to vent it.

Phoenix Fox was terrified, it gave up the food in its mouth, and stared at the stupid human being in front of it with wide eyes.

"Has anyone else been blown up by Dumbledore?"

Perhaps, this is what it is thinking at this time.

"How can you let me go."

Snape, who had forced himself to calm down, looked at Dumbledore, even a little pleadingly, before adding in a low voice, "And Harry."

Satisfied, Dumbledore withdrew the sharpness in his eyes. He looked at Snape with a smile and said, "You are still a kind child, Severus, although your soul once fell into darkness."

"Don't use that bloody theatrical tone, Dumbledore, and let the poor boy go, will you?" Snape begged.

Dumbledore tried his best to straighten his body. He seemed to want to do something, but his body didn't seem to allow him to do so.

"Get me a hot chocolate, will you, Severus?" he said.

Snape was furious. He refused with his eyes, but Dumbledore didn't answer him.

Helpless, Snape could only obey his wishes.

"Ah, much more comfortable."

Dumbledore took a sip of hot chocolate, then looked at Snape and said, "Only let that child go, not you, right?"

Snape had been tortured by him and lost his temper. He froze for a long time, then nodded feebly.

At this moment, he is like a dog who has been defeated in a battle, looking so destitute and incompetent.

Had a mirror been held in front of him, he would not have recognized the man as Severus Snape.

"Then do you think, what are you going to face?" Dumbledore picked up the hot chocolate again, and asked in a cold tone, "You have to make up your mind, don't you?"

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, his eyes were complicated, he couldn't tell if there was hatred, but there was still a lot of powerlessness.

"Yes, I know." Snape said, like a prisoner after being corroborated by the judge.

"Are you willing to give up your life for this like me?"

Dumbledore raised his right hand, which made the corners of Snape's mouth twitch.

"Yes, I would," Snape replied again, like a defeated rooster.

Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Look, I just said that we have something to talk about."

Snape put away his helplessness and exhaustion, and once again recovered his indifference and emptiness in his eyes.

He nodded, indicating that it did.

Look, another person has bowed his head to fate.

　I like these two days of text very much.

　　That kind of being manipulated by fate, struggling hard but being powerless, and then despicably transferring these pains to others again, forcing others to make the same choice as themselves.

　　So refreshing~~~
　　Begging for some recommendation tickets with the cheek, haha, fate forced me to ask for it, that's how arrogant~~~
　　


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