[HP] Dark Lord's pet

12 Grimmauld Place.Completely inconsistent with the gloomy, old and decaying decoration is the lively atmosphere here.

Most of the decorations are covered up by various golden and red decorations for Christmas, and the huge Christmas tree with gifts hanging on it can make people feel the festive atmosphere.

The long table was filled with a huge turkey, barrels full of butterbeer, a huge pot of stew, hills of roast meat and potatoes, and several kinds of dessert.

Everyone had cheerful smiles on their faces, even Remus Lupine, who could be said to be gentle, slumped on the chair while clutching his belly and laughing, his mouth bulging with food.

Sirius pressed Lupine viciously, stretched out his hands and squeezed his cheeks, trying to make him spit out and make a big fool of himself.

Lupine really sprayed it out as he wished, but he forgot that the person facing him was himself, and was instantly drenched all over his head and face.Sirius froze for a moment, and while wiping his face in distaste, he and the crowd laughed loudly.

Harry watched as he nibbled on a treacle tart.He felt extremely relaxed and happy: Arthur Weasley was bitten by a snake not long ago, it was the big snake named Nagini next to Voldemort, and Harry felt in his dream that he gave it an order!This scares him enough!

They went to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds in the afternoon, and Mr. Weasley was starting to feel better!This made him feel much less guilty, and the knot in his heart was slowly untied under the enlightenment of his good friend and godfather-he was not possessed by Voldemort!

Definitely the happiest day he's had since Voldemort's resurrection!Harry thought very positively.

Just then, a person came in from the hall.

No!Harry moaned silently, feeling the flavor of the delicious treacle fruit tart in his hand lose its flavor in an instant.

It's Snape!But Ron said he never ate here!

Snape's demeanor didn't match the scene at all, he frowned, apparently realizing that this was not a good time.

"Snotlite, what are you doing here?!" Sirius glared first, and Lupine gave him a tug.

Snape lifted his chin - the angle accentuated his big nose, Harry thought.

"Come on! Sirius! Professor Snape, have you eaten yet? Today's dinner is very rich, what would you like to have?" Mrs. Weasley Mollie stood up and asked kindly.

"No, Mrs. Weasley." Snape frowned, and Harry guessed he was trying to rein in his politeness.

"I think Mr. Potter must have forgotten that there is an Occlumency class today, has he?" He said quickly and softly, "Of course, we can't expect our busy man Potter to remember such trivial things."

Occlumency, Harry's stomach ached reflexively at the word.

"Today is Christmas!" said Sirius aggressively.

Snape was visibly impatient, and he sneered, "Perhaps you can count on the Dark Lord to go to Christmas too?"

Sirius blushed, everyone was so unimaginable that no one dared to speak, the two old enemies just looked at each other, and the smell of gunpowder smoke spread between the two of them.

"Of course!" Snape thought of something, rolled up his upper lip: "If Mr. Potter can control his stupid brain, he won't learn nothing for a semester, and I don't have to waste my time showing up here! "

This time it was Harry blushing. Since Voldemort's resurrection, he has always had headaches, and sometimes he can even be affected by his emotions. Dumbledore specially arranged Occlumency courses for him-if it wasn't for Snare It's enough to teach general education, he is willing to change it to anyone!

"Give you 5 minutes! Potter, I only have one hour for you to waste today!" Snape couldn't stand the stupid look of him biting the pie, and turned and went upstairs impatiently. As for Sirius, who was also blushing, , he didn't even bother to take a look.

Resigned to his fate, Harry chewed two big mouthfuls of the pie, and followed with his head bowed under the sympathetic gazes.

"Potter," said Snape, sitting in an armchair, watching him coldly, playing with his wand: "Can I expect you to have practiced?"

"Yes." Harry lied, looking at his wand, feeling his stomach curl up, sure that he was now thinking of which fragment of his memory to read, or rather, which memory he wanted to use to linger. /Humiliate him?

"Very well, we'll find out soon! One-two-three- Legilimency!"

He was sitting on a dark chair, the snake was entangled next to his legs, and the big head was on his knee... He felt a little regretful but also a little happy... He patted the big snake's head, praised it...

"You like these things, Potter," said Snape, in a tone of light but tinged hatred. "You like these hallucinations and strange dreams, which make you feel special and important?"

"No." Harry gritted his teeth.

"That's good," said Snape coldly, "because you are neither special nor important, and no one needs you to find out what the Dark Lord is thinking, or what he asks his snake to do."

"Yeah - that's your job! Isn't it?" Harry snapped at him.

"Yes, Potter," said Snape, with a strange, almost satisfied look on his face, a twinkle in his eye, "that's my job. Now, again, one-two- Three - Legilimency!"

A few more indistinct clips... He saw Snape's cold expression, it seemed that he was going to watch Voldemort's memory mainly... A woman with disheveled hair and a face that couldn't be seen was kneeling Between his legs, she complained coquettishly that her mouth was sore... She straddled his lap, the clothes on her body were torn into pieces, and she generously asked him if he was satisfied... No!Can't look down!Harry desperately refused!

There was a moment of silence, and Harry blushed, not daring to meet Snape's eyes.

"Ha!" Snape's expression was distorted—it's hard to imagine a person's expression can be like this—he said fiercely: "I thought after four months of class, you must have made some progress, right? I should really thank Merlin! Thank you that your only progress is at a time like this?"

"That happened four months ago!" Harry growled in embarrassment.

"Then you should understand even more!" Snape also raised his voice, glaring at him fiercely: "I gave up my night time to do this nasty job, just to prevent you from getting into the head of the Dark Lord, and more Don't talk about peeking at him having sex with women!"

"I didn't!" Harry growled.At the same time, a sound came from outside the door, as if someone fell to the ground.

Snape also heard it. He walked to the door coldly, gave a few people a hard look, and walked out.

"Is this true?" George drilled in and asked interestedly.

"I thought the mysterious man was ascetic! How long can he last?" Fred smiled narrowly, and the smile was so complicated that it was weird.

"Merlin's briefs! Who is that woman?" This was Ron, who was blushing, next to Hermione, who was also blushing and averted her eyes.He was sure it was Ron who made the noise just now!

"I don't know!" Harry yelled, covering his face in collapse!

The banquet at Malfoy Manor had already started for a while—Lucius had just finished the opening dance with Narcissa, and came over to invite Olivia again.

Olivia was wearing a silver dress robe, her golden hair was pulled up high, revealing her slender and fair neck, she swayed her body with Lucius, her posture was elegant and generous.

"You dance well, Olivia." Lucius praised, his sincere gray-blue eyes couldn't hide his slyness.

"Really?" Olivia imitated him and prolonged the tone, with a half-smile: "I just learned it, and I can only say that the teacher's teaching is not bad."

Lucius stiffened invisibly, knowing who the teacher was without even thinking about it.

"I checked the genealogy. Five generations ago, there was a young lady from Malfoy who married into the Star family. We are indeed somewhat related." Lucius said slowly.

"Then it seems that my eye color is inherited from her? After all, there are not many people with this eye color in the Star family." Olivia smiled and went back and forth with him.

Lucius was noncommittal, and led her around in a circle, inadvertently saw Snape, who had never changed for thousands of years and was dressed in a black robe, suddenly appeared from the edge of the field, but the strange thing was that his vision was no longer as empty as before, but stared at Olivia...'s neck?

"I saw Severus, he always comes at this time, stands for a while, then disappears."

Olivia raised her eyebrows, and also looked in that direction, her eyes met his, but Snape's expression seemed to be stung, and he twisted his eyes away.Olivia frowned strangely: "It seems that you are very familiar with his style!"

Lucius looked at her inquiringly: "You should also understand—after all, you have been a colleague for four years?"

Olivia didn't respond to his temptation, she smiled slightly, and let him lead her to Snape's direction.

"Oh, Severus, on such a beautiful evening, why not invite this beautiful lady for a dance?"

Snape came back to his senses, met Lucius' playful gaze, and understood that this was a small revenge from his cunning friend - for his concealment of Arnold's identity.

He wouldn't believe that Lucius hadn't guessed who Arnold Star's real father was.

Snape shouldn't have hesitated, but based on that embarrassing memory, he paused, then stretched out his hand, and looked up at Olivia questioningly.

Olivia smiled slightly, put her hand on his, and winked at Lucius: "Lucius, I guess your next dance partner won't make it easy for you!"

Lucius froze in place. Malfoy was the host, and as the host, he wanted to invite the noble ladies present to dance together out of politeness. He gave the second dance to Olivia. According to the usual practice——Luciu Stein looked up, and Bellatrix looked at him angrily.

The author has something to say: Well, I want to say this passage, from the original text...

"Yeah - that's your job! Isn't it?" Harry snapped at him.

???? "Yes, Potter," said Snape, with a strange, almost satisfied expression on his face, a twinkle in his eye: "that's my job...

Key points: Strange, almost satisfied expression, I didn't notice the light in my eyes when I read it, but I figured it out when I wrote it, Aunt Luo abused me! !I just cried like a dog! ! !

After Lily's death, the professor regarded the double agent and protecting Harry as his mission, so when it comes to work, he is like this!

我现在心好痛，我想写教授的女票文了按住我蠢蠢欲动的爪子！感谢在2020-03-1300:01:42~2020-03-1600:04:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: really handsome 1; thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 1 bottle; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!