[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

The Dark Lord left, and Snape lay on the floor panting.

The moment the green light appeared, he almost thought he was going to die. It was clean, painless and harmless. An Avada Kedavra brought a perfect end to his betrayal and his life.

For 14 years, he thought he had forgotten his betrayal——betrayal to his ideal carrier, worshiped master, and magic teacher, but the reality resolutely tore everything apart, making the scar he thought healed bleed again, making him Dark souls are judged anew.

That year, on that desolate, cold hilltop, among the few leafless dead trees, he listened distraughtly to Dumbledore's contemptuous and cold inquiry: "Then what will you give me in return, Severus?" Les?"

He heard his own answer, humble and painful: "anything."

Snape pulled his mind away from the past he didn't want to think about, and he struggled to get up: Anyway, anyway... His Master, did kill Lily.After he pleaded earnestly and the master nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore said, "Just like you, Severus, didn't you also expect the Dark Lord to spare her life?"

He thought, he thought the master would really do it!

Snape stood against the wall for a while, feeling that his strength had recovered slightly, he staggered out the door and met Lucius Malfoy head-on.

I came here in a hurry tonight. This peacock-like man obviously didn't do much makeup, but his eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were full of smiles, which made his charm more fully displayed.

Seeing Snape, Lucius stopped in his tracks and helped him up: "Are you okay?"

Seniors, colleagues, 20 years of mutual help and friendship.

Snape's expression softened, he nodded, but didn't want to say anything more.

"Master was the first to call you after the banquet," Lucius said slightly enviously, "Oh, Severus, you are about to be stabbed to death by jealous eyes."

"You can't expect those idiots to bring their own brains." Snape glanced at Lucius, who was obviously talking, "Master gave me a mission, a secret mission." Don't try it, I won't say it.

Lucius smiled slyly: "You're such a disappointment, Severus, it looks like the master punished you, didn't it?" After the master punished you, did he forgive you?

Snape's face darkened, and he said, "I think there's one thing you need to use your rusty brain to think about, and you won't need to ask me again - the severity of the punishment depends on The level of treachery. I'm going back to Hogwarts, and I've got Dumbledore to deal with."

Lucius laughed even harder, obviously he felt that his level of betrayal was lower than that of Karkaroff at least!Even Karkaroff survived, look at the surprised eyes of people looking at Karkaroff at that time!

Lucius let go of Snape's arm graciously, but he was still talkative, eager to share it with someone: "Oh, Severus, don't be so serious. What a joyful event tonight What happened, the master is back!" Not the slightly disorganized and violent master in the later period, but the powerful and wise master who ruled England that attracted his full attention in the first place.

He praised the master's speech, the master's kindness, and the master's restoration of handsome appearance (this is the point) in a chant-like tone, which made Snape fidgety.

In the end, he gave Lucius a vicious look, and the platinum noble was puzzled for a while, and then walked away.

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Apparating first, then returning to his cellar via the Floo network, Snape curled himself up on the sofa after delivering a message to Dumbledore.

It was indeed a bit exciting for him tonight. The Dark Lord who was finally confirmed to be resurrected, and Harry who was finally confirmed to be alive and dead—that little bastard was obviously well taken care of!What is "Harry Potter, My Own"! ——Dark Lord's astonishing personality charm, the surging memories of the past...

The sound of using Floo powder came from the direction of the stove, and Snape straightened up all of a sudden, and used Occlumency habitually: "Oh, Albus, you're here."

Dumbledore gave him a worried look, "Are you all right, Severus?"

Snape seemed to want to talk very, very much all of a sudden, the pain and hesitation deep in his heart, the stimulation and shock he received today, the interweaving of the past and reality.But in the end he just said with a blank face: "It's a bit bad, but it's bearable. As you guessed, the Dark Lord is resurrected, Harry Potter is still alive, and Cedric has not been seen."

Dumbledore looked at him encouragingly.

So Snape went on to say, "He called all the Death Eaters tonight, punished some, encouraged some. Harry Potter seems to be doing well, and the Dark Lord didn't do anything to him. The Dark Lord said ..."

He hesitated, and began to dryly repeat the Dark Lord's words: "He said, 'I have conquered death.'"

Dumbledore frowned, as if he had thought of something.

Snape paused, and continued: "He said that the power of Muggles is spreading, but the cowardly and incompetent Ministry of Magic still maintains the nonsense "Muggle Protection Act", making wizards like rats in the gutter , hide and hide..."

Dumbledore seemed a little distracted, Snape stopped talking, and looked at him probingly: "Albus?"

"Oh", Dumbledore came back to his senses, but still seemed a little absent-minded.

"He said," Snape lowered his eyes and looked away from Dumbledore, "we have power, God has given us greater abilities..."

"A very, very familiar tone," Dumbledore said slowly in the silence, murmuring almost to himself, "very familiar, very familiar..."

Snape frowned, ignoring the old headmaster who seemed a bit out of order, and said, "Besides, he also gave me a task."

"What mission?"

"He said," Snape hesitated for a moment, and decided to repeat the words of the Dark Lord. There are some things that I feel are wrong, "You brought me half of the prophecy at first, but now, you bring me all of it."

"The Dark Lord put a curse on me," the double agent clearly saw the logic behind the mission.Of course, he is also very interested in the whole picture of the prophecy that killed Lily.He restrained the inquiry in his heart and said, "The Dark Lord said, 'There is a curse on you, which lasts for 7 days. You can ask Dumbledore to undo the curse for you, or you can present a prophecy for me, or you Can't finish, can only die in embarrassment. In any case, the choice is yours'."

Under the reflection of the fire in the fireplace, the old headmaster looked unfathomable, and Snape lowered his head expressionlessly.

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Meanwhile, the Dark Lord was having a conversation.

Snape's betrayal brought him more than just losing a subordinate. He had invested a lot of effort in that boy... He needed to find some comfort and try again.In this attempt, he will be more meticulous and meticulous, after all, it is related to his eternal life.

He knocked on Harry's door.

"Boy, are you asleep?"

"No, no!" There was a sound of falling to the ground in the room, and the boy replied in a panic, "Please, please come in!"

The Dark Lord laughed dumbfoundedly, and pushed the door open.

Harry was helping the fallen chair up.He washed up, but he didn't change the dress he was wearing. There was an open notebook on the desk, as if he was writing something.

"What are you writing?" the Dark Lord asked, picking up the notebook.

"Ah..." said Harry, "just finishing Mr. Crouch's homework."

The Dark Lord laughed dumbfounded when he saw what could almost be called a mess of cursive characters: "As a result of a week of surprise training, you've actually done pretty well."

The faces of the boys who were praised seemed to light up.

"However," said the Dark Lord, "as far as I expect from you, it is far from enough. Your learning tasks will be increased."

Harry's face paled visibly.

This clever and cute expression change pleased the Dark Lord.The Dark Lord laughed, feeling very happy: "Next, I will be free, and I will give you some homework. It will be a bit difficult, so remember to complete it."

Harry was almost downcast.

The Dark Lord stretched out his hand, touched the boy's head as a sign of comfort, and then placed it on Harry's shoulder: "Don't worry, boy, I believe in your potential."

"Sleep well tonight," the Dark Lord withdrew his hand, the cute Horcrux boy did comfort him, it was getting late, and he was about to leave, "Come find me after breakfast tomorrow."

The Dark Lord turned around lightly, and heard a boy's voice behind him: "Uh... wait!"

"What's the matter?" The current Dark Lord had a kind attitude and a gentle expression.

"What you said today..."

"What?" the Dark Lord asked teasingly.

Harry's face slowly turned red visibly, and he murmured, "That, that, about me being your property, and other things..."

The Dark Lord laughed out loud, and he winked at the boy with a tone of seductiveness and tenderness: "Yes, yes, you are mine, so you are not allowed to run away, you are not allowed to leave, do you understand?"

Close the door, the smile on the Dark Lord's face can't stop, his horcrux boy, there will be a good - dream - tonight