[HP] Sickness and Medicine

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"Enough." Voldemort suddenly said to stop, although the volume was not loud, but the effect was immediate.He turned his head to look at Avery and Mulciber: "Only incompetent people waste their time on internal squabbles and arguing with women. You two, take your seats. Lucius must be with you." Same as before, ordered drinks and entertainment services from the Blood Moon Bar. If you have any dissatisfaction, save that time to vent."

"Yes, Master!" Avery immediately responded obediently, and gave Narcissa a mocking look.

Narcissa lowered her head without daring to speak out, her hands clenched behind her back and she tried her best to control herself so as not to lose her composure in front of Voldemort.In fact, Dolores, who was listening secretly, was also very sullen.Voldemort, who appeared to be keeping the two male Death Eaters in check, actually relegated Narcissa to a lower status.Of course, he didn't only target Narcissa, he despised all women.

Staring at Voldemort in front of the fireplace, Dolores thought maliciously that letting him fall into the hands of the people he despised the most, and more than once, was probably the best punishment for his rotten sexism.

Many people arrived one after another. They were all wearing black cloaks with huge hoods on the back. Obviously, this was their uniform uniform, which was convenient for distinguishing between enemy and friend during operations, and incidentally concealing their identities.

Dolores recognized many of the people who were published in the newspapers after the war.She couldn't remember their names, but she knew where they ended up.This prophetic sense of superiority made her extremely at ease, her breathing was gentle and calm, and she almost merged with the abandoned furniture around her.

But until the entire long table was filled, Dolores' mood fluctuated twice.One is the expected Severus, he arrived neither early nor late, and he is the first one on Voldemort's right hand side; the other is Voldemort's big snake named Nagini, who will be ordered by his master in the future to send Severus direct murderer of death.

Of course, she was no longer as impulsive as she was in the second grade to seek revenge on the three-headed dog. Knowing that the big snake would die was one thing, and the other was that she had to take into account Dumbledore's plan.As for whether she could do it if she really killed it, she had no lack of confidence.She is a witch with a wand in hand, even if Voldemort is present, as long as she sacrifices her life, what can she do to a beast?

The atmosphere of the dinner where Voldemort was in charge was always very depressing. Many people seemed to have no appetite, and it was a waste of the pumpkin pie she baked with all her heart; or in other words, selling them to eat was a waste in itself.

"Clang" suddenly sounded, and it was unusually abrupt in the living room. The Death Eater named Avery raised his hand to apologize again and again, facing Voldemort's disgusted gaze, he bent down to pick up the fork that fell on the marble floor.Dolores, who was always paying attention to the situation in the room, had her heart beating heavily, and then met a pair of dark eyes looking from under the table.

"Aha! Look what I found!" Avery jumped up and swung his wand violently: "It fell apart!"

"Avery!" Lucius Malfoy, who was diagonally across from him, protested, "Why are you crazy! What are you doing blowing up my house?"

"Then you have to ask your wife Narcissa!" Avery turned to Voldemort: "Master, please make up your mind—"

"Oh?" Voldemort waved his hand, and the pieces of furniture scattered to both sides, revealing Dolores buried underneath: "Narcissa, how do you explain?"

"It's none of her business!" Dolores retorted loudly with a quick-wittedness that surprised even herself: "She thought I was gone, but I was actually hiding...Ah! Don't kill me!"

Seeing many people touching the wand, she quickly got up from the ground, rushed to Severus, hugged his neck: "Professor, save me!"

"You—" Severus gave her a hard look, shock in his black eyes.One of his hands was pressing on her arm, as if he wanted to tear it apart, but he gave up on further movements.

"Severus?" Voldemort looked at his faithful servant with interest. "You might know her?"

"Yes, Master." Severus replied in a deep voice, "My student—obviously, a Hufflepuff who just graduated this June."

"Hufflepuff? I don't think so." Voldemort seemed to smile, making his snake-like face even more terrifying: "Has that waste in the Sorting Hat been randomly distributed in recent years?"

"I don't know about the sorting hat." Severus added meaningfully: "As you may know, it belongs to the headmaster."

Voldemort intentionally missed the point: "Forget about the Sorting Hat, Severus, I should say, I'm more curious about your relationship. I don't think a Hufflepuff girl has the guts to stay here alone , just to find her former professor."

In the midst of the whispers, if Dolores felt something, she suddenly interrupted rashly: "I just came to see him, and I have no other intentions. I haven't seen him for more than a month, and I have graduated, no I know if there is a chance in the future..."

Her rush to answer revealed the truth more and more. A Death Eater sitting at the back poked his head and teased: "Ha, Snape, so that's how you became a professor! The master really gave you a good job! Tell me, this I'm afraid it's not the first lamb you tempted, right? Did you eat it in your mouth?"

"I wasn't tempted!" Dolores turned her head and glared, "I'm the one who's pursuing the professor! He's always refused, saying he's not interested in minors. But I'm done today! I've grown up!"

"Shut up!" Severus yanked her hard, throwing her down beside his legs: "Did you take the wrong medicine again? Is this an occasion where you're allowed to talk nonsense?"

"Severus, don't be in a hurry to teach your little lamb." Voldemort tapped his slender fingers on the table: "I'm not interested in your personal feelings. But in order to eliminate her suspicion, use your memory to prove Bar."

"Yes, Master." Severus pinned Dolores' shoulders, immobilizing her, while looking directly at Voldemort for him to cast Legilimency.

After a few minutes of nerve-wracking silence, Voldemort nodded slightly, showing a clearer smile: "Watch your little lamb, be careful that she has no bones left here."

His statement made Dolores tremble, and Severus immediately raised his right hand and pressed her head on his lap: "I will, Master."

Felicia ([-])

Just as the dinner was over, the doorbell of Malfoy Manor rang, and Lucius Malfoy left for a moment, bringing back a team of young girls each holding two or three bottles of wine.Dolores looked curiously, and first recognized Susan in the front row of the line—after she "retired" in her later years, she was a frequent visitor to St. Mungo's.Then she understood that these people were undoubtedly from the Blood Moon Bar, where the Death Eaters were after dinner today.

Although the girls were well-informed, they were obviously not calm enough in the face of the Death Eaters who had been notorious for decades, and there was a forced smile on their faces.But their guests didn't mind, and even took these fears as a compliment, taking pride in scaring them even more.

The madam lit a rich incense in the four corners of the living room. Apart from the messy scent of flowers, it seemed to be mixed with some other ingredients.Dolores sniffed hard, and was about to continue to identify, but her head was pushed down again by Severus, so her nose was slightly compressed, and she could only catch the smell of detergent mixed with sweat on his pants.

However, because Voldemort was still there, the rest of the Death Eaters were relatively restrained and did not dare to leave their seats. They could only enjoy drinks first, and at most they could speak quickly. Only Lucius Malfoy left the stage tremblingly protecting his wife and son.Voldemort was well aware of his influence, so he stopped sitting for a long time, got up and waved his hands, signaling them to be free, and then walked to the hall alone.

After a while, Severus, the only one of the remaining men who was unmoved, also dragged Dolores out: "Follow me, Murray! I'll torture you later—Master?" I didn't expect to meet Voldemort in front of the main entrance.

"In such a hurry, Severus?" Voldemort seemed to be waiting for him.

"...She's still young." Severus kept Dolores behind him: "It's getting late, I'll take her home."

"Small? I noticed just now that among the girls who came, two or three were not much older than her."

"They are different from her. And she is timid, a fresh graduate who hasn't seen the world yet."

"How rare, Severus, I hope you're not saying this out of a sense of teacher duty."

"Master, I don't understand what you mean."

"Severus, I have to admit—" Voldemort stared intently into his face: "I'm glad, at the time of seeing your memory. I think, the last trace of my doubts about you can also be dispelled." .”

"You still have doubts about me?" Severus frowned. "I follow your command and take the initiative to do more. Why do you still question my loyalty?"

"Oh, mainly because of something...that I discard as dross and others die for—" Voldemort snorted sarcastically. "Love."

He added meaningfully: "Of course I still look down on it, but now I have to be vigilant because of it."

"Owner?"

"Have you forgotten, Severus? I remember it vividly! Sixteen years ago, you knelt at my feet and asked me to spare a woman's life. I didn't say yes to you, but I didn't say no to you either. On Halloween At night, I killed the woman's husband as soon as I entered the door, but deliberately bypassed her. This decision proved to be a mistake. It directly caused my 16 years of exile."

"Master, I didn't know before—" Severus bowed suddenly: "I'm sorry, Master, if because