Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 347 Three Spies
Malfoy Manor.

Small building.

August, who was tightly wrapped in a cloak, hurried into the door, and Voldemort's figure on the second floor also turned around.

"Who is this?"

Old Nott, who was standing outside the small building, asked Lucius beside him suspiciously.

"I don't know, but the Dark Lord let him in." Lucius said with a shrug.

Old Nott nodded, and looked suspiciously at the second floor of the small building, but the curtains there had already been drawn.

And August, who walked up to the second floor, also knocked on the door of the study.

The study room that has been cast with the No Trace Stretching Curse is very large, and thick books stand there hanging in the air.

On the spine of the middle book, it says [Transformation Curse Wave Map], and the names of McGonagall and Dumbledore are written in the author's place.

Voldemort was standing in front of this book, flipping through it carefully.

"Snape has come to look for me, master." August came to Voldemort's side, lowered his head and said softly.

Voldemort nodded, and while drawing a mark on the book with his wand, he asked, "What did he say?"

"He invited me to join the school side, but I declined."

August's words caused Voldemort to sneer, and finally made him look away from the book.

"Testing, isn't it?" Voldemort asked.

"Yes, master, and when he asked this question, he was at the Pig's Head Bar." August said.

Voldemort frowned, and said, "Where is Brother Dumbledore?"

"Yes, master." August nodded.

"It seems that he still maintains his identity as a double agent." Voldemort murmured.

August didn't comment on this, he just continued after Voldemort looked at him again.

"Then I left the bar, and he invited me again, this time, to join the third faction."

August's words finally caught Voldemort's attention.

He couldn't wait to look at the other party, urging August to speak quickly with his eyes.

"It's an organization called the Observer. According to him, it's just a peripheral name, and it's very powerful. I saw terror in Snape's eyes." August said.

"fear?"

Voldemort asked back in confirmation.

August nodded with a serious expression, confirming that it was "horror".

Voldemort frowned.

He really couldn't think of anything other than himself that Snape would be terrified of.

"Go on," said Voldemort.

"Yes, Master."

August collected his thoughts and continued, "He clearly mentioned Ms. Hiddleston and said that you killed her."

"I did kill her, but I didn't expect Snape to join this organization." Voldemort said thoughtfully.

"He said that this organization had invited him when he was a child, and would invite many wizards who lived near Muggle gathering places, or those Muggle wizards." August said again.

Voldemort nodded, and asked, "Could it be an organization established by Muggle wizards? Like the Burner Falcon."

August shook his head, and said, "I don't think Muggle wizards have such strength. It's hard for them to scare people like Snape."

Voldemort nodded, and he thought so too.

"Ms. Hiddleston... Observer..."

Voldemort murmured, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

"The position of the Hogwarts express train salesperson, who has almost all the information on wizards, observers... This should be a very ambitious and very strict organization."

Thinking of those wizards with extremely high combat literacy, Voldemort couldn't help but become more curious about the observers.

"Yes, master." August, who took off his cloak, also showed worry on his face, "I don't understand what's the point of them having such information."

Voldemort nodded, and he couldn't figure it out either.

"Why is Snape so active?" Voldemort asked.

"The Observer wants to investigate the Department of Mysteries and prompt Snape to act on the condition of protecting Harry Potter," August said.

"He came to you directly?" Voldemort asked.

"No, I have asked several colleagues, and Snape also tried to invite others, but they were all rejected."

As August said, he paused slightly and said, "Once I saw Sir Gamp, looking at Snape from a distance, showing a strange smile."

"He noticed Snape?" Voldemort wondered.

"Maybe he didn't trust Snape. Master, the Reticents are a very strict organization. I've never seen Snape join at such an age," August said.

Voldemort nodded, of course he knew how Snape had joined because that's what he had introduced.

But it seemed that Snape didn't do well among the Reticents.

That's right, with his character, he was not likable among the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix, so how could he get along well among the silent people who had stricter rules now.

"Do you think you've fooled him completely?" Voldemort asked, looking at August.

August frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't think, master, Snape is smart, I think he can see that I am a pawn you arranged beside him."

"But he invited you anyway, and talked a lot, didn't he?" said Voldemort.

August nodded and asked, "Do you suspect that he did it on purpose?"

"There is no doubt, August, he did it on purpose," said Voldemort with a smile.

"Then why did he do this? He is obviously full of terror to that organization." August asked puzzled.

"Because he is the real Slytherin, August, and we Slytherins never stud at the gambling table of fate." Voldemort laughed.

August's expression became a little weird, and he still didn't seem to understand.

"Wondering why Snape was a triple agent?" asked Voldemort, "and volunteered to reveal his status?"

"Yes, master, I don't know what he means by doing this. He should know that this will only make him lose your trust in him." August said.

"The goal is different, August, you have your own beliefs and pursuits, and he has already abandoned everything, he only wants Harry Potter to be safe, and he wants to ensure the safety of that child..."

Voldemort laughed "hehe" twice, but did not continue.

August already understood what Voldemort meant.

Keeping Harry Potter safe isn't about pleasing the Dark Lord.

As we all know, the one who wants the child's life the most is his own master.

"Actually, he doesn't have to do this. I'm not in the mood to compete with a child."

Voldemort shook his head with a smile, and then said, "But anyway, the Observer finally showed his feet, which is a good thing for us."

"Yes, master, the enemies hidden in the dark are the most terrifying, and once they stand in the sun, they can only be dealt with by you." August said with a bow.

Voldemort smiled and nodded, accepting August's compliment without any humility.

(End of this chapter)