[HP] Sickness and Medicine

My request, let you suffer so many crimes, I am willing to accept the punishment! "

Dolores froze for a moment, because of the information revealed by Voldemort, but also because of Severus' reaction.She hesitated for a moment, then knelt on the ground.

Voldemort glanced at her with interest, but his attention remained on Severus: "No need, Severus. I know you didn't expect this development either. As long as you didn't mean it, I'm fine with it." Forgive you. But—" He changed the subject: "What about you? Do you secretly resent me in your heart? After all, that woman died at my hands after all. If you still miss her, then am I completely There is reason to suspect that you responded to my call and returned to me for another purpose? My servant, my potion master, you have stayed with Dumbledore for more than ten years. Who does your loyalty belong to? ?”

"It will always belong to you, master, there is no doubt about it! Your reason for doubt is untenable!" Severus quickly denied it and couldn't wait to clarify, but Dolores immediately guessed that this must be what he had prepared Answer.

He looked up at Voldemort: "It is undeniable that I was too young at that time to have longed for that woman, so fascinated by her good looks that I ignored her bloodline. Fortunately, all these years, I I finally figured it out—you were right in persuading me at the time, of course there are other women in this world who are more outstanding in appearance, gentler in character, nobler in blood than her, and more suitable for me!"

Severus' cheeks tightened secretly, and he dragged Dolores to his side abruptly: "For example, she, master. A pure-blooded Hufflepuff, beautiful enough, has many suitors in Hogwarts, But she always only likes me; just like today, in order to see me, she even became bolder. How could such a girl who was dedicated to me and brave for me be inferior to a woman who married early and died again 16 A young woman? How could it not impress me at all?"

"Congratulations, Severus, your vision is finally normal." Voldemort nodded approvingly: "So I just said-I am very happy. Now that the barrier of trust between our master and servant no longer exists, I certainly do not I will doubt you again."

Severus held his robe and kissed it: "Thank you for your trust, Master!"

"Not only should you not be doubted, but you should be rewarded for your meritorious deeds. I can count them all here." Voldemort continued under his expectant gaze: "I understand your ambition, and I am willing to help you realize it. Some assignments. So, Severus, you'll get what you want, just after tonight."

"I see. Thank you again, my master!" Severus grabbed Dolores' shoulders, and carried her back to the living room amidst her subconscious exclamation.

"Have a wonderful evening, Severus!" Voldemort whispered behind his back.

"Professor?" Dolores asked puzzledly, "Why don't we go?"

Severus pushed her into a dark corner, and blocked her completely with his body, his voice was suddenly as quiet as if there was nothing: "You are here tonight, it is the most wrong thing One thing, and the most correct thing.”

"I'm really here to deliver food." Dolores pleaded guiltyly, keeping her hands away from her pockets quietly: "I found a job at the Three Broomsticks bar, and Lena, the food delivery worker, asked for leave today. Temporarily taking over her task..."

"I don't care why you came, or what your identity is, but you can't leave tonight." Severus interrupted her.

"Ah? No way." Dolores shook her head: "I live with my father, so I can't stay out at night."

"Listen to your father? Do you think you're a good girl?" Severus approached step by step: "Does a good girl seduce her professor disheveled?"

Dolores, who was mentioned by him, couldn't help but blush: "Then——can't a good girl like her professor?"

"Do you really like it? Prove it to me."

"how to prove?"

"It's very simple. You can't resist what I do to you next."

"Oh, okay."

"It's so easy to promise." Severus sighed, "That's right, maybe you've been waiting for it for a long time."

"What—ah!" Dolores who was suddenly picked up by him was startled.

"Are you today?"

"right……"

"It just so happens that you are an adult no matter by the definition of a wizard or a Muggle. Once you are an adult, you can do adult things."

When the waist was tightly bound by his single arm and the collar was pulled away, she would be a fool if she didn't realize it.It's a pity that at this moment, she didn't have the joy of getting what she wanted, and instead asked him in an erratic tone: "Severus, you treated me like this, and you asked me to prove it to you because you wanted to take the opportunity to prove it to Voldemort?"

"I always seem to underestimate your courage." Severus raised his eyebrows, "How dare you call the Dark Lord by his first name."

Dolores ignored his surprise, but looked straight into his eyes: "So, you use me as a tool, by—using me, eliminate his last doubts about you, and let him realize your Is this my only value to you as a person? What about my feelings? Is it meaningless?"

Severus' gaze wandered for a few breaths, and then returned to Dolores after glancing at the foyer not far away and the lively living room: "What? You got hit? Do you feel wronged? Then cry loudly! See if you can cry to save your life!"

"Severus?" Dolores blinked suspiciously, shaking off a few eager tears.But when she looked over his shoulder and glanced at the situation in the living room, she immediately understood his intention: "You hope... I am like those pretentious women, and want to prove to your master that you and other Death Eaters... the same, years of lurking at Hogwarts haven't changed your nature, have they?"

"You're really smart sometimes." Severus smirked: "Cooperate with me—you can be my woman as you wish, and I can gain the trust of my master as I wish, killing two birds with one stone, isn't it?"

"Does it have to be like this?" Dolores grabbed his cloak, her wet eyelids drooped heavily: "I long for you for a long time beyond your imagination; I also imagined that when the dream comes true, I will What's the situation, what's the feeling... But, but, anyway, it's not like this - in full view, with the thugs, and you have another purpose, just treat this as a task that should be completed."

She broke out of his arms, pushed him vigorously, and took the opportunity to take out the knitting wool sheep: "I'm sorry, Severus, I refuse. I would rather die alone with a relationship that I can't ask for, than to give up It's up to you, and you can insult and defile it at will. So, goodbye-"

"Stop!" A red light shot out of Severus' wand, hitting the knitting sheep so quickly that she had no time to react.A few strands of blue light slowly drifted away from her hand, announcing that the spell of the Portkey had completely failed.

"My wand doesn't want to hurt you, but that doesn't mean all my spells won't work on you. The dolls come flying—" Severus took the knitting sheep with ease, and looked between it and Dolores again Sweeping back and forth: "Lamb, how in line with your identity! Since once you fall into Shekou, don't try to resist anymore, it's useless."

He placed the knitting wool sheep on a high place, and then tied her hands and feet with a rope spell: "I shouldn't have asked you if you would cooperate. The more fierce your resistance, the more miserable your crying, isn't it more to my liking ?"

"Severus—" Dolores whispered with trembling lips, "I will hate you."

"Then hate it!" Severus picked her up, placed her on a low cabinet, and put on a large cloak to cover their bodies at the same time.

Felicia ([-])

Dolores stared blankly at the absurd pictures in the living room.

She felt that the world was extraordinarily unreal, like a perverse and false illusion.The magic of this illusion is particularly powerful. She accidentally strayed into it and became a captive of the devil, so it even simulated the extreme pain in her body and the burning breath in her ear.She couldn't cry and moan on her own, as if she was mourning her virginity or begging for mercy.She knew it was useless, but what else could she do?

After an unknown amount of time, oppression and warmth left at the same time, and a pitch-black cloak wrapped her tightly like a shroud.The man tidied up his clothes and was silent for a long time facing the blood on his fingertips. He suddenly explained in embarrassment: "I'll go get some wine!"

She watched him go away dully, out of the shadow in the corner, into the bright candlelight, from a cruel and tyrannical devil to the person she loved the most.

It's a pity that this is not consolation at all, but a more vicious Ling Chi.She felt the pain that was tormenting her leak from her body to her soul, so every tear that came out of her eyes was a fragment from her soul.Lying here, she will surely die slowly, from a broken soul, leaving only a body, let it be molested, let it be damaged, let it have corpse spots, grow maggots, and finally rot away. Nothing remains.

Those who stayed were in a trance, and those who walked away were so distracted that they almost bumped into a pair of men and women who used the long table as a bed and were having sex.

"Oh, Snape!" Interrupted Avery looked up from the woman, "How's it going? Did you have a good time?"

"I don't need to report to you, Avery." Severus replied indifferently, pouring two glasses quickly