38 years of past events

1996 was a year that people will never forget.I woke up from the latticed window of Malfoy Manor, the golden sunlight shining through the glass filled the room, it was so misty and unreal, the word bright appeared in my life for the first time, and it was almost on the same day that those It was as if the brilliant golden color had been completely overdrawn, but in the years since then I have never seen a better sunshine than that day.

And darkness, haze, they then cover everything, in countless hours.

Many years later, I went to recall these again, no sadness and pain, time left me only the palest helplessness and unspeakable tiredness, in this 1996.

"Yaxley, your suggestion is very good, but I don't mind waiting for a while before I hear from Barty Crouch Jr. and Umbridge."

"Yes, master, your choice is wise."

"What do you think, Walton? It's not like you to be so silent."

"My master, I have no objection to this decision, I only need your order, and I will offer my loyalty."

"And me, master! I will always obey your orders."

"Very well, your fighting spirit is very inspiring, but don't worry now, Bella, there will always be a time for you to perform."

I was walking in the corridor leading to the lounge. The voice of the meeting came through the concealed door, and the portraits on the wall were silent and stopped moving. The unlocked door at the end seemed to be waiting on purpose. Who's coming.

I hesitated for a second, then opened the door and walked in.

It was not as bright as when I woke up just now. The heavy curtains covered all the sunlight outside, leaving only a crystal chandelier emitting a dim light, and the gorgeous long table was full of people. I noticed that it was worse than last time There were even more people in the meeting, and they all turned their eyes away as I entered, and some of the unfamiliar faces added a sense of inquiry.

"You're already late, come here, sit here." The person on the first seat said to me with a high voice, pointing to the seat on the left, which is still vacant up to now.

After I was seated, I began to look around at the people on the long table, Lucius, Bella, the Lestrange brothers, Yaxley, Evira, etc. There are many others. I've seen them before, they all came here, like seedlings from the ground, no one knows from which corners they suddenly popped up, even Severus Snape was no exception, a man who had never appeared The person who is now sitting on the right side of my father, corresponding to me.

They still continued the conversation: "Severus, tell me what you think." His father said to him.

"To be honest, Umbridge's news is important to us, but she is not indispensable. According to the information I know, that thing will be secretly transferred in the near future, and the development of the matter will only It will be closer than we expected, so I agree with Alexis's suggestion, why don't we start now."

"Severus, do you dare to refute the master's decision? The master said that we need to wait." Bella stared wide-eyed. She had always harbored no kindness or trust towards Snape, and we all agreed on this point.

"If waiting can make the final result better, I don't mind doing it...Of course, I don't mean to deny the master at all, I just want to say that everything I do is for the master."

There was no emotion on Snape's face, no fear or awe, he looked calm, as if he really was a loyal servant.

But my father didn't look at him, but turned his eyes to me: "What do you think, Randolph?"

To be honest, from the time I woke up until I came in for 5 minutes, I had no idea what was going on, let alone what they were discussing in the meeting, and my gut told me that should be important because I saw There are so many people like never before.

"Sorry, I don't know."

In such an important meeting, I replied that the Dark Lord knows nothing, which is obviously a very stupid behavior, especially as his son.So, at the same time, I even heard a few Death Eaters on the long table laughing.

He looked at me for a moment, and the voice without any emotion sounded again: "It's all my fault that I didn't cast the Imperius Curse on you kindly, so your mind is still like a mess now, it seems that this is really true." A wrong behavior, I should have given you some severe punishment, didn't you know?"

Then he glanced at the long table again, and those individual sneers suddenly became silent.

He then asked Snape: "Severus, I want to know where you obtained the so-called evidence and information? How dare you be so sure about the specific location of the prophecy ball? Or what is hidden in it?" How much do you know about prophecy?"

His pronunciation of each word was cold and clear. Obviously, if I don't understand what my father deliberately revealed, and don't understand the content of this meeting, then I deserve to be cast by him with the Imperius Curse.

"I don't know more about its prophecy than everyone here, but about the source of the information and the specific location of the predicted ball, it is no exaggeration to say that I may be the only person here who is most confident about it. Both Barty Crouch Jr. and Umbridge have confidence, and with Dumbledore's trust, I have persevered more than any of you during these years at Hogwarts."

"You stayed at Hogwarts for 14 years? But I also stayed at Azkaban for 14 years. In comparison, who can guarantee that you didn't betray us and go to Dumbledore's side." Bella questioned him road.

"Indeed, at Hogwarts, I didn't notice at all that you wanted to kill Harry." I agreed.

"So to put it bluntly, Bella, your 14 years in Azkaban are worthless to the master, and my 14 years at Hogwarts are the one that can bring the greatest benefit to the master, As for Randolph, I reiterate what I said at Hogwarts. I will always be loyal to my master. Instead of wondering why I didn’t put Harry to death, why don’t you think about who helped you from beginning to end at Hogwarts? And covering up your fault with Dumbledore, the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, I think you will remember."

This cunning guy, from the beginning to the end of his statement, made Bella and I choke for a while, unable to find a better rebuttal.

At this time, Nagini swam up from the table, and it opened its mouth wide and made a hoarse sound as if to warn us of our noise.

"Quiet! I will know who Severus is, and I don't need you to speculate anymore. Compared with the useless things in the past, what you have to do now is how to make this plan safe and thorough. Keep going! Don't make me stupid again and again." Saying that, my father glanced at me.

"Yes, master, but, I still can't agree with Snape's suggestion. I think we'd better wait for news from Umbridge." Bella said reluctantly.

At this moment, with a "boom", a mass of purple flame rose from the fireplace, and a piece of cowhide letter paper gradually appeared clearly as the flame rose, and then it floated down on the long table in the next second.

I was the first to discover the Ministry of Magic's exclusive mark on the letterhead, and then, under my father's gesture, I opened the letterhead, and all the Death Eaters turned their attention to it, and they all paid attention to Umbridge What news will it bring us, and I just glanced at it, and my whole body was as cold as falling into ice water in an instant, this feeling sucks!

Simply because the letter Umbridge wrote was almost exactly what Snape was going to tell us just now.This meant that Bella and I had failed in our vain attempt to sideline Snape, and if Snape hadn't remained utterly loyal to us, he would have been a terrifying existence.

"What did Umbridge say?"

"On June 6th, at 14 o'clock sharp in the afternoon, the legendary prophecy ball that will assert your and his fate will be transferred to the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. At that time, it will be escorted by Aurors and locked in the underground cave of the Department of Things. Guarded by the dragon." I watched my father tell him the contents of the letter in the shortest possible way.

"Once locked into the cave, it will be a very troublesome problem to face the dragon." I continued.

"But we've got ample chance of finding it before then." Yaxley re-approved his previous planning proposal.

"I said that I have enough information about the exact location of the predicted ball. It turns out that I was right, so master, I now implore the approval of Yaxley's attack plan."

"Shouldn't we wait a little longer?" Snape always gave me a great distrust, and the funny thing is that I can't find any loopholes in him now, nor can I see any rebellious intentions in his brain , which makes my objection so pale in the midst of approval.

Father didn't agree immediately, but looked at Snape for a while, the scarlet eyes seemed to penetrate his body.Perhaps he had the same suspicions about Snape as I did.

"Lucius, what do you think?"

Lucius, who hadn't spoken for a long time, was obviously taken aback: "Master, I don't have any objections. In fact, I agree with Severus' plan."

The father scanned all the people present, then stroked his wand, got up and slowly paced between the seats of Lucius and Snape, he watched the two of them carefully, and then said quietly: "Then , this time your Malfoy family will be in charge."

"Master…Master, the plan is Severus, I mean Severus will be better than me…" He looked up at the Dark Lord in disbelief.

"As for Snape—" he patted Snape's shoulder lightly with his pale hand, "you've done a good job, and staying at Hogwarts couldn't be more appropriate."

"Yes, my master."

"But... Father..." I wanted to say something more, but he gave me a glare.

"If there are no other questions, that's all for today, friends, and I look forward to your victorious return."

After the meeting, I asked him, "Why should you trust Snape?"

A smile appeared on his strange lips, "You think I shouldn't trust him?"

"I don't think he deserves our trust."

"Then what did you see?"

"Didn't see anything." I told him regretfully, and ashamed that Legilimency wasn't good enough.

"It's nothing, because," he continued after a pause, "I didn't see anything either."

I froze for a moment. This answer was beyond my expectation. If there is something that even the descendants of Salazar with the most powerful Legilimency in the world cannot see, what exactly is it?

"His consciousness is very clear, and his heart is unbelievably peaceful. All this seems to be deliberately arranged by someone, but in fact he should still have something, but I can't find it from his brain."

"what?"

"Like Lily Evans."

"Lily Evans? Who is it?" I seem to have heard this name somewhere, but unfortunately I can't remember it.

He didn't answer me, but said to himself, "There shouldn't be her in his memory. It doesn't make sense at all, unless those thoughts have been sorted out, but how can they escape?" What about Voldemort's eyes? Unless..." Father's eyes flashed a cruel red light for a moment, "Is his Occlumency really that powerful?"

"You mean to say that his Occlumency is so powerful that it can be used to block our Legilimency?"

If this is the case, it is undoubtedly a very bad thing, "Why not kill him!"

The father was also thinking about it while walking slowly, and then he said softly: "Wait, wait, I have to see what value he can bring us."

"Randolph, I want you to stare at him, I feel weird."

"Wormtail is already there."

"You thought Wormtail could kill Snape?"

I suddenly understood what he meant, and I laughed: "That's why you asked me to spy on him? To be a snooper? Well, father, you once again excluded me from the battle plan."

"No, I'm just telling you that you'd better learn how to be quiet when you're not strong enough to get out." He looked at me and continued, "If you do go to Azkaban, don't expect me to I will save you next time."

"In fact, no one asked you to save me!" His words undoubtedly reminded me of that time, the time of failure, Azkaban, Daisy, these fragments intertwined in my mind again and again , So these accumulated unwillingness and anger finally turned into a strong roar.

I saw his pale face contorted, anger rose in his scarlet eyes instantly, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, but changed to the wand in his hand, the spell flew out and hit me hard, I was struck He flung it against the wall.Then he yelled harshly: "Get out!"

I stood up and left the meeting room without hesitation, and the door behind me was slammed shut at the same time, with a bang and bang echoing around.

The only sunny day ended in the evening of June 6th, and began in the early morning of the 13th. The fog and moisture covered everything like a gauze, bringing the torrential rain all over England, and the bean-sized raindrops whipped on the glass, and the wind then howls and slams the windows, a season where the heart is soaked in a swamp that even wizards can't help.

In front of the rain-stained glass window, I spit out the last smoke ring, then extinguished the cigarette butt in my hand, and the white mist drifted to the window, coating the hurried steps of the Muggles outside with a layer of mist in the rain. This is 1996 On June 6th, at Spider's End Alley at one o'clock in the afternoon.

"My lord, have some of this." The clinking of glass came from Wormtail's hand, and a moment later, he handed me a goblet filled with red liquid.

"Stop your flattery, your master is not here," I said.

"It's all the same, the same, my lord. You are his son, so you are all the same, the same." Then he turned his head and asked Snape again: "Severus, are you Need some?"

Snape put down the newspaper in his hand, got up from the sofa, poured himself a full glass, and didn't look at Peter, just said to him: "Wormtail, go back to your own place."

"I'm not your servant, you can't order me like that." Peter said a little angrily.

Then Snape pointed his wand at a wall of books behind him, where a door opened, "Right now."

"Master...Master, look at this man, how he bosses me around, you shouldn't pamper him, you shouldn't... Oh!" Wormtail tried in vain to have any effect on my plea for help, because the next second Snape just threw him through the door and closed the wall of books.

"What do you want to tell me? Wormtail is not allowed to know." I took a sip of red wine.

"If you know about this matter, you will agree with me very much."

I was very funny when I heard this: "Really, Severus, if I remember correctly, the word "approval" seems to have never appeared between you and me, and even if it did, it was only limited to your previous Potions class .”

"Really, including Daisy Malfoy?" The wine glass shook suddenly in his hand, he noticed my reaction, and then continued, "I've been thinking about whether to tell you, just after the last meeting, But unfortunately I didn't wait for you that day."

"So are you going to tell me something today?"

"Maybe, I just suddenly thought it was the 14th." He drank the red wine in his hand, and turned his eyes to the heavier rain outside the window, his tone was a little unclear.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, look, I forgot, Umbridge's letterhead only says June 6th, predicting that the ball will be transferred, but it didn't tell you about Daisy Malfoy's trial by the Ministry of Magic, did it? "He smiled calmly, and then filled himself another glass of red wine.

Immediately, the cup was smashed and cracked when I threw it on the ground, mixed with the roaring thunder outside, making a certain emotion in the room suppressed as if it was about to burst out: "How would you know!"

"I said, just relying on my persistence in Hogwarts for more than ten years, and Dumbledore's trust in me, these are enough to make me more confident in getting news than you. But you don't believe it, don't you?" ?” Facing my gaze, he was not at all apprehensive, but continued to take a sip of his second glass of wine.

"What else do you know?"

"Not much, exactly, but the information about Daisy Malfoy's transfer from Azkaban to the Ministry's interrogation room is solid, and it's today, the same day we planned." Then he glanced again The wall clock on the wall said: "Oh, it's almost 2 o'clock, I really don't know how Lucius and his mission are done, what do you think, Randolph?"

I speculated and weighed Snape's words over and over again in my heart. On the one hand, I had extreme suspicion and distrust of him. I tried to convince myself that all this was just because the person in front of me wanted to push me away. A lame lie made up, but my intuition reminded me that this news is very likely to be the truth.

"Where is Dumbledore? Since you know so much, where did Dumbledore go? This is not a conspiracy planned by you, including the so-called transfer of the prophecy ball. In fact, you just want to attract us and kill the opponent together. Bar."

"Dumbledore has already left Hogwarts. Since Umbridge was transferred to Hogwarts, Fudge wants to establish his position in Hogwarts, so now Dumbledore should be said to be unable to protect himself. Well, at most he can protect Harry Potter, he has no time to take care of you, of course this is the reason why I suggest the implementation of this plan."

The rain outside was getting heavier, and drops of water seemed to be hitting my restless heart. I looked into Snape's eyes, trying to find any useful information from his mind, but except It was blank, and there was no other suspicious thought.

In the end, I gave up my Legilimency for him, and for the first time, I told myself to try to trust him once, just this time, for Daisy, "If, you cheated me, I will make you pay enough! "

The moment I walked out the door, I knew that I had disobeyed my father's order again, and the heavy rain was pouring down outside, covered by lead clouds, and the dim sky enveloped this world.

The author has something to say:

His son is getting more and more rebellious. As a father, Lao Fu expressed his tiredness. He originally thought of his son with good intentions and let him take care of Snape safely, but he insisted on going to the front line to die.