Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

In a space that was so dim that it couldn't even be called a room, Severus stepped over the stones of different sizes scattered on the ground and came to the only stone chair standing in the place.

On the stone chair was a vital flesh ball wrapped in a black robe.

Standing on the left side of the stone chair was a woman with messy black curly hair.

Without any extra expression, Severus knelt down on one knee respectfully towards the stone chair in front of him, "I have been waiting for your return, mylord."

"Severus," Voldemort's voice now was not pleasant, as rough as a rusty whetstone, "Long time no see."

There were not too many pleasantries, and the black magic power was like a wisp of smoke, surrounding Severus.

"Let me hear what information my most capable Potions Master obtained for his master during his time at Hogwarts."

Severus lowered his head, "Lucius Malfoy betrayed you, mylord."

"He's on Dumbledore's side."

Bellatrix frowned fiercely and squeezed the wand in her hand tighter.

"Lucius betrayed me, I know," Voldemort chuckled, sounding as if he didn't care about Lucius's betrayal of him.

"As long as Malfoy doesn't betray his great master."

Bellatrix's clenched right hand relaxed unconsciously, yes, the Malfoy family and Narcissa's son.

Since Lucius Malfoy betrayed the great Dark Lord, she could kill him later.

But, she didn't want to do that to Narcissa.

Severus raised his head slightly and looked at the black robe in front of him, "Are you planning to make Malfoy's son the new head of the Malfoy family? Lord."

Before Lucius Malfoy died.

Voldemort did not answer Severus' question, "I need five bottles of the highest quality soul stabilizer, Severus."

"I think this won't take long for you, right?"

Severus lowered his eyes, "Before tomorrow night, I will give you the soul stabilizer you need."

Voldemort withdrew his ray of magic surrounding Severus, and he did not detect any thoughts in Severus Snape's mind.

"Get down, Severus."

After Severus left, Bellatrix walked to the stone chair and asked, "Lord, is Snape trustworthy?"

After a while, Voldemort answered Bellatrix's question, "So far, Severus is trustworthy, Bella."

"Severus is the youngest Potions Master I have trained using potions ingredients."

Voldemort didn't think Severus would betray him, he could give Severus everything he wanted.

Positions of power, honor, and top-notch black magic.

He valued Severus' talents and personally taught him the flying spell that few others knew.

What's more, Severus overheard the prophecy of the Savior from Dumbledore and told him.

That old guy Dumbledore will never truly accept Severus.

Only the great Dark Lord is Severus' ultimate destination.

"Isn't little Barty back yet? Bella."

He really couldn't wait to rebuild his body.

"Little Barty said he would be back soon. Tonight is the Yule Ball at Hogwarts, Lord." Bellatrix looked at the ball of flesh wrapped in a black robe with concern.

"Barty Jr. has to at least show up."

Voldemort's voice was lower than when he was talking to Severus before, "Tell me when he comes back, Bella."

Bellatrix quietly stepped away, not to disturb Voldemort's soul-restoring energy.

·

"Harry, you've made great progress."

After the song ended, Draco distanced himself from Harry, and he smiled at Harry, whose face was slightly red.

"You only stepped on me once."

Harry blinked in confusion. He originally thought he could avoid stepping on Draco once.

But Draco was really too close to him.

The touch on his back seemed to suddenly have a temperature, slowly burning away, burning his clothes, and burning directly to the skin on his back.

"I-I'll be careful next time, Draco."

"I'm sorry, does your foot hurt?" Harry took out his holly wand and cast a soft light healing spell on Draco's stepped foot.

"Are you feeling better now? Draco."

Draco looked at Harry's flustered and nervous look and laughed unconsciously. The sound was not loud, but it swayed into Harry's heart.

"It's much better, Harry, I don't feel any pain anymore," Draco shook his head lightly, stretched out his hand to hold Harry's hand hanging by his side, "Do you still want to dance to the next song, or do you want to dance with me? Let’s go for a walk by the Black Lake.”

"I want to be with you, Draco."

No matter where he went, he definitely wanted to be with Draco.

Seeing Draco and Harry walk out of the dance floor and towards the door of the auditorium, Theodore put the unfinished red wine in his hand on the table, turned around and walked back to the Slytherin lounge.

After Harry walked out of the Great Hall, he saw the familiar figure squatting under the beech tree in front of Hogwarts Castle.

"Sirius?"

After getting closer, Harry looked at Sirius, who had worry written all over his face, and frowned worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Godfather."

Draco rolled his eyes, as if he hadn't seen his godfather Severus just now.

The dance was really lively, and even Principal Dumbledore was invited to the dance floor by the new Magical Defense Professor.

Sirius did not appear on the cheerful dance floor, something was indeed wrong.

"I just drank too much and came out to enjoy the air." Sirius pushed the hair on the side of his face back. "Harry, your opening dance is over?"

"Yes, it just ended," Harry paused, "Where is Professor Snape? Sirius."

"He has something to do now. Well, you know, the potion master will not be disturbed by anything when he is brewing the potion." Sirius smiled lightly.

Draco raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then let's go first, Cousin Sirius."

"Maybe you'd like to go for a walk with us by the Black Lake?"

Draco thought for a while and made an invitation to Sirius.

His godfather definitely wasn't practicing potions.

If Sirius hadn't made his godfather angry, it was probably because his godfather was busy with other things, and that matter was something Sirius didn't interfere with either.

That's why Sirius sat under the tree alone, waiting in worry.

Sirius shook his head, "I'll sit here for a while and then go back to the Great Hall. You go and play, Draco."

With the care of the moonlight on the earth, the black lake is actually not that dark at night.

"Draco, is Professor Snape not in danger?" Harry knew exactly what time it was.

Harry knew that everyone was working hard to defeat Voldemort completely in the near future.

He didn't want anything to happen to anyone on the road to fighting Voldemort. Although he didn't like Professor Snape, Harry didn't want his godfather to be sad.

"Harry, Principal Dumbledore is still here," Draco patted Harry on the shoulder, "Adults have to deal with adult matters."

If something happened to his godfather, Sirius would definitely not sit on the ground.

"All you can do now is improve your own strength."

With their current strength, all they can do is help.

·

In the middle of the dance, Ludo Bagman said goodbye to the people around him and walked into the night.

After leaving Hogwarts, Ludo Bagman carefully observed his surroundings. After making sure that no one was following him, he immediately disappeared in a flash.

"Where is our master? Bella."

Little Barty suppressed the dizziness caused by the Apparition, raised his legs and walked towards Bellatrix who was standing in front of the stone pillar.

After Bella looked at little Barty up and down, she slightly raised her chin towards him and said, "Follow me."

Little Barty whispered, followed Bellatrix, and rolled his eyes.

"Little Barty is back, mylord." Bella bowed her head respectfully towards Voldemort.

"Come to me, little Barty."

Hearing Voldemort's voice, little Barty raised his head, glanced sideways at Bella, and then stood in front of Bella.

"Mylord, the first competition of the Triwizard Tournament has ended, the second competition is in the Black Lake, and the last competition is in the maze. Whoever finds the gold cup first will win first."

"I think the last competition is our chance." Little Barty's voice was a little passionate. His great master has been reborn and his return to the magic world is just around the corner!

"Well done," Voldemort symbolically expressed support for Barty Jr.'s work. "Have you found any useful information from Harry Potter? Barty Jr."

Little Barty recalled his memory of seeing Harry Potter at Hogwarts, but there seemed to be no useful information.

Oh, there's a tidbit that might be useful.

"Lord, Harry Potter seems to be obsessed with Malfoy's son."

Obsessed?

Could it be the love that old bee Dumbledore was talking about again?

"Very well, little Barty," Voldemort didn't think for too long, "From now on, you have one more task to lurk in Hogwarts."

"Pay more attention to Lucius Malfoy's son and, if necessary, bring him to the side of the great Dark Lord."

Oh, the power of love?

He would let Dumbledore take a good look at what the power of love is.

Little Barty looked up in confusion.

?

It wasn't enough for him to pay attention to one Harry Potter, but now there was another Draco Malfoy?

Forget it, not much difference.

After all, Harry Potter almost wanted to be with Draco Malfoy all the time.

"I know, lord! I will definitely complete the task you gave me!"

Voldemort said no more.

Standing on one side, Bellatrix curled her lips in disdain.

Listening to this high-spirited voice, she thought that little Barty was going to perform some difficult task.

Just focusing on two underage wizards.

However, Draco Malfoy was Sissy's son, her only son.

Bella frowned slightly, hoping that Draco Malfoy wouldn't be as stupid as his useless father.