HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Quiet."

Voldemort couldn't bear to swing his wand, and Nagini crawled to his hand, staring at the Death Eaters below with greed and covetousness in her snake eyes.

There is no so-called humanity in a beast that eats human flesh. As long as Voldemort opens his mouth, it will dare to kill and feast.

The Death Eaters fell silent, looking nervously or fearfully at Nagini who spat out the bright red letter.

Voldemort stroked Nagini's head lovingly, and his voice softened, "Severus, do you know where Harry Potter went during the holidays?"

"Dumbledore did not mention this to me," Snape replied calmly.

"Really?" Voldemort stopped comforting his pet and raised his eyes to look at Snape.

The scarlet eyes seemed to be glowing in the darkness, cruelly burning through the body of those who looked at them.

Others held their breath.

For a long time, Voldemort looked away.

"He doesn't trust you enough, Severus."

Snape blinked his dry eyes and bowed his head, "I will try my best to gain his trust."

"No, there is no need to waste your time with a dying person." Voldemort said indifferently, and then waved his hand for Narcissa, who had been standing, to sit down. "Compared with Dumbledore, I want to reminisce with our savior, so …Who is willing to bring that boy to see me.”

Bella stretched her head like a student answering a question, and her withered grass-like hair even touched Narcissa next to her, but she still felt it was not enough and kept leaning forward, with a positive and excited voice throughout the conference hall.

"Master, I invite you to participate in this event."

"Of course, you all can participate. Because of your positivity, you will get a little help, such as Sirius Black."

Voldemort looked at Bella generously, and then slowly glanced at each Death Eater.

Bella nodded happily, as if she was being honored so much. Narcissa slightly shifted her body so that Bella's hair wouldn't rub against her body.

At this time, Voldemort remembered something and once again glanced at all the Death Eaters coldly.

"Belacritus and everyone else have reminded me that the boy must come to me alive. A corpse has no need to exist, and you who brought the body back have no need to exist either."

Snape let out a very soft breath.

At the end of the meeting, Voldemort took Nagini and left, and the others also left in silence.

Snape was thinking about how to contact Dumbledore, and did not notice Mrs. Lovelace approaching quietly. When he found out, they were the only ones left in the corridor.

"What's up?"

Mrs. Lovelace nodded with a complicated expression, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked, "Mr. Snape, do you have someone you like?"

Snape's pupils shrank suddenly, and the wand in his sleeve slid down without thinking, immediately suppressing all memories of Artes to the deepest level.

Preparing for the worst, he raised his wand.

Mrs. Lovelace didn't expect his reaction to be so strong. She spread her hands to show that she didn't have a wand, "Calm down, I don't mean any harm."

Without even taking the life-saving wand, Snape reluctantly believed that the lack of malice in her words was true, so he lowered his wand, keeping it ready to attack at any time, and looked around cautiously.

"What do you want to say?"

Mrs. Lovelace gave a complicated smile and said, "Let's go to my room to talk?"

"……it is good."

Before leaving, Snape quietly touched the button on his cuff with his fingertips. The button glowed briefly, then dimmed without leaving a trace.

Mrs. Lovelace brought Snape to her room openly. Snape became more and more confused. Without Voldemort's permission, could this woman really bring him into her room in public?

Returning to a familiar place, Mrs. Lovelace still did not let down her guard. Snape even noticed that she had taken out the wand that she had not taken out.

What the hell is wrong with this woman?

The Potions Master wanted to curse.

Mrs. Lovelace seemed to be a different person when she came to the room. She sat on the bed and glanced at Snape with critical eyes, and her tone was particularly strong.

"Do you mind if I call you Severus? There's no point in minding it. I won't accept it."

Snape cautiously clenched his wand and curled his lips with a mocking smile, "As a fellow student of Slytherin House, I really feel sorry for having such an rude classmate."

What a poisonous mouth.

Mrs. Lovelace silently labeled Snape as a venomous person.

"It seems that the master has not told you yet, Severus, that the master hopes you will marry me."

Marry...who?

Who...marry?

Snape's expression cracked, showing a hint of confusion for the first time in front of a stranger.

"You seem to be unable to accept it. Unfortunately, this is an order, not a request. I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Of course, I don't care whether you are willing or not.

In fact, I don't like yours. If possible, I would rather choose someone who can help me achieve my goals and is willing to help me.

And you are obviously not such a person. "

Mrs. Lovelace held her wand and kept looking down, mumbling words that she didn't even understand, without giving Snape a chance to interrupt.

I don’t know which sentence achieved the effect, but the flashing red light of a small black dot at the foot of the bed disappeared.

Mrs. Lovelace patted her sleeves in disgust, "Tsk, do you think I want to pursue a bald man with no hair? This is so disgusting."

Snape had just recovered from a "surprise" when he heard Mrs. Lovelace's complaints and was speechless for a moment.

If he understood correctly, the bald man referred to the Dark Lord. If he still understood correctly, this woman was calling the Dark Lord bald? Still disgusted?

"Severus, can I call you that?" Mrs. Lovelace smiled kindly, completely different from her sarcastic look just now.

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, knowing the fickleness of women, "Of course."

"Okay, Severus, listen to me. Some time ago, the master ordered me to marry you. I didn't want to get married, so I refused him. Now he has offered me a reward that I can't resist. I'm afraid I can't refuse. ”

Mrs. Lovelace explained succinctly and concisely.

Snape also remembered the question Voldemort had asked him, and clenched his wand irritably.

"It seems he mentioned it to you."

Mrs. Lovelace observed that Snape's expression was no longer blank and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The good news is that he hasn't had time to hold a wedding for us so far. We just need to spend more time together and we can work together for the time being."

After saying what needed to be said, Mrs. Lovelace opened the door and stood half-way outside, smiling at Snape inside and nodding haughtily.

"I can see that your knowledge is good. See you next time, Severus."