[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

Time passed in Voldemort's incomparably contradictory mood. Borg began to doubt his IQ for the first time since he started learning potions with Snape...

boom!

There was the sound of a huge cauldron exploding inside the house, and Snape glanced at the clock.

"That's right, it's an improvement from last time, the explosion time has been delayed by 3 minutes." Snape narrated in a stiff voice.

Borg walked out of the laboratory with a black face covered with burnt hair, and glanced at Snape who was sitting leisurely on the sofa, drinking tea from a laboratory beaker.

Not to mention whether he can make the finished potion, he has not been able to complete the production process so far, which is undoubtedly a huge blow to Borg!Why was Snape able to complete the entire potion making process with that almost neurotic movement, but he couldn't?

Meanwhile, the Borg was clearly not the only one whose cauldron exploded.

boom!

A strange noise came from the depths of a certain manor, causing the Death Eaters who were working nearby to tremble.

Voldemort walked out of his laboratory with a dark face...Damn it!humiliation!Not since his second year at Hogwarts had a cauldron exploded!That's a major shame on a perfect biography!

Snape didn't know what Voldemort was thinking at the moment, and of course he didn't want to know.Another cross was drawn on the wall, and Snape began to count intently, slowly, one, two, three... 52.

"Snape, what are these forks?" Borg came out of the bathroom, washing off the residue of the potion explosion, and saw Snape counting his forks again, so he couldn't help asking.

Snape was asked, and he was silent for a long time, just when Borg thought he would not answer, he heard Snape's usual cold voice.

"Remembrance." Remembrance of the two days since James' departure, Snape thought, had been fifty-two years.

Borg really didn't understand, what was the point of living for a man like Severus Snape?The deeper he got to know Snape, the stronger this doubt became.He has no relatives, no friends, no lovers, not even a dog.The daily life is three points and one line, meet the Lord, complete the task, go home... only do three things every day, meet the Lord, complete the task, and make potions.

He has no entertainment at all, and he doesn't even store food in the cabinet. He only has all black clothes, all of the same style. Those who didn't know would think that he wears the same set of clothes every day and never changes them.Even when sleeping, he lay on his back properly, with his hands flat on his chest, motionless, those who didn't know thought he was going to be buried. Borg couldn't believe that this man was his blood cousin.

"It's time, you should go back." Snape looked at the wall clock, his life had always been strictly executed according to the timetable.

"Wait!" Borg was really tired of Snape's attitude towards life.

"Snape, I think we can talk." Borg sat on the sofa in Snape's house, and the room was as simple as it could be.

Borg looked around, because there was only one window that was always ajar, and even though the sun was shining outside, the light in the house was always dim.The dark brown wooden floor is old and uneven, and the bookshelves are inlaid on the black and mottled walls, almost all of them are books, all of them!They take over the whole room.There is a wall clock on the wall, a sofa, a coffee table, a desk, a wooden chair, oh yes, there is a double bed in the bedroom... and so on!Double bed!

Borg suddenly felt that he had caught some important information!There was probably no one in the world who slept more properly than Snape, so why a double bed?

"Snape, do you often have overnight guests?" He picked up a book next to the sofa.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Also, please put away my books and don't touch my things." Snape stood there seriously, saying with a deadpan expression.

Borg threw the book to his hand angrily, what is it!It's just a broken book, not a treasure!

"When I say 'put away', I mean, put it back in place," Snape reminded.

"Merlin's underwear!" Borg put the book back in place impatiently, OCD! Snape must have OCD!

"Going back to our question, Snape, do you have regular overnight guests?" Borg was very curious about this question, probably the only one that Snape could have fun with in his barren personal life.

"I've already answered, I said, I don't know what you're talking about." Snape didn't understand why the other party asked this question.

"Hey, I'm also from the Prince family. Everyone in the Prince family has reasoning talents. You sleep like a zombie, and you only sleep on the left side of the bed, but your bedroom has a double bed with two pillows and a Double quilt." Borg's expression at the moment seemed to say: Don't take me for a fool.

"This is my personal lifestyle, whether it's a bed, a pillow, or a quilt."

"So there it is." Borg acted like I'm a man and I understand.

"Don't worry, I won't tell others. Compared with you personally, I'm more curious about the person who can fall in love with you." For Borg, falling in love with Severus Snape was simply an impossible task for ordinary people.

"I heard that you like men. The Lord sent you a boy last time. When I sued you last time, Lucias said that you just vented some men's anger properly. I didn't believe it at the time. Tsk tsk, It seems to be true." Borg was still brooding over the fact that he failed to apply the eye drops last time.

Snape's expression fell completely. When did he say he liked men?

"Don't look like you're going to kill someone, by the way, what kind of man do you like?" Borg was interested in challenging the limits of Snape's endurance.

"None of your business." Snape didn't want to answer the question at all.

"Don't be so indifferent, I'm also a man, and I look good, so you can't be patient with me."

The answer to Borg was a spell with a flashing green light, and Borg dodged in a panic.

"Shut up if you don't want to be blown to pieces by me." Snape's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Borg was extremely annoyed, what a mess!But... Snape's shots were so fast, if the two of them had a duel, it's really hard to know who would win. Borg often couldn't help but compare himself to Snape. He had already lost in potions, but what about spells?

"You should go, half an hour has passed," Snape reminded, retracting his wand.

"Okay, nasty," Borg said in disgust, but with a small smile. Snape was really funny at times, powerful yet so barren, a complex of contradictions.

Borg doesn't know that good feelings often start with interest, and liking often starts with "feeling interesting".

Recently, there were more and more things that bothered Voldemort.The Sorcerer's Stone, the inner ghost, the Horcrux, and the prophecy about the savior born in July.

Even though Voldemort didn't bother to pay attention to the non-existent things like prophecies, it had to be admitted that most people had a blind reverence for prophecies.That prophecy has seriously affected the morale of the Death Eaters. Everyone began to panic, neither working nor sending out tasks. It seemed that the child who was about to be born symbolized the end of the world. Everyone entered the countdown to destruction and did not want to do anything.

In this case, no matter how unwell Voldemort was, or how important he had other things to accomplish, the child in the prophecy had to be dealt with first.

Thanks to Snape's tip-off and Albus's preparations, many families with babies in late July had used the Fidelity Charm.So Voldemort's main work can only start with the investigation and search for the secretaries of each household, which is a tedious and boring job.

As for the secret keeper, Sirius has been extremely depressed recently, and his secret keeper has disappeared!He can only make every day not respond, and the earth not work.Yes, missing!Right now, Sirius is probably the only one who firmly believes that James is still alive, because of the Fidelity Curse, if James dies, he will feel it.

So, Sirius gritted his teeth, and when James came back, he must give him many, many colortoseesees!

Without James' prophecy, Albus has been a little bit burnt out recently, and he has a lot of things to do.On the one hand, they need to find the child in the prophecy, on the other hand, they need to protect the Philosopher's Stone, on the other hand, they need to hide the secret keeper of every household, and they also need to deal with Voldemort's expansion actions.Fortunately, there was a crazy spy named Snape who helped him deliver the news, and Albus felt that he was lucky, the force of justice was always invincible!

Why Crazy Spy?Because Albus felt that Severus Snape seemed to be dying. No matter what news, no matter when and where, as long as it was an order from Voldemort, no matter how big or small, he would always disclose it to the Order of the Phoenix as soon as possible. Let's take a look at the menu for Voldemort's dinner.It's as if he doesn't care about the problem of exposure at all, and doesn't care about his own life or death at all.With such an overly conscientious spy, Albus didn't know whether he should be happy or worried.

The way Albus expresses his depression is to eat a lot of sweets, and the way Voldemort expresses his emotions is to split the Horcrux.Due to his fear of Snape, recently Voldemort began to reuse Regulus Black taught by Snape himself. There were many aspects of Regulus' personality that resembled Snape's. It had to be said that Voldemort just liked certain things about Snape, and the biggest difference between Regulus and Snape was that Regulus' abilities were mediocre, which reassured Voldemort.

"House-elf?" Regulus didn't quite understand what the Lord meant.

"It has some uses, and it only takes one day." Voldemort thought of a perfect place to hide the Horcrux, but it needed a victim.Obviously, if it wasn't worth sacrificing a useful Regulus just to hide a Horcrux, a lowly house-elf would be better off.

"Yes, Lord. Black has a fine house-elf, Kreacher, and I'll send him here tomorrow if the Lord needs it."

"very good."

On the way out, Regulus bumped into Snape in the hallway.

"Mr. Snape." Regulus looked respectful to Snape.

"Young man, you've done a good job lately." It's rare for Snape to admire anyone, and this kid is one of them, but it's a pity that he has such a stupid brother like Sirius.

"It was Mr. Snape who taught me well, and you helped me a lot."

"You've also learned to speak bureaucratically now, the Lord has given you a new mission?" Snape said quietly, as if he was chatting.

"Yes, it's not a big task to say, the Lord wants a house-elf." Regulus is still puzzled, because the Lord has never liked such 'low' creatures as house-elves.

When Severus heard it, his heart became alert, and he seemed to have heard James mention it before, but he didn't understand it deeply, and it seemed to be related to Horcruxes.He couldn't remember clearly, Voldemort used Black's house elf to hide a Horcrux, and finally...

"Regulus, you are now gradually able to stand on your own," Snape said suddenly.

"Regulus, do you know the difference between a lion and a snake?"

Regulus froze?What's the meaning?

"The lion's eyes are on the front, so it can only look forward. The snake's eyes are on the sides, so it can see in all directions. That's why, Slytherins never charge directly."

"The time is up, I should go and deliver the potion to Lord, I wish you all the best."

Regulus stared at Snape's back in a daze, lion?snake? Regulus laughed, Mr. Snape's way of speaking was so different from his personal style, he seemed stiff and rigid, but his words always made three turns and never directly stated the purpose.Maybe, maybe this was the real Slytherin.

Regulus' affection and respect for Snape started after that conversation. He went back and thought a lot that day, and took back those who hunted down Lupine. Mr. Snape said it right, use your brain more and less hands, think about the consequences before doing things.

Their purpose in looking for their brother was to frame the Potter family, but the truth was that even without him, they would still take action against the Potter family.Thinking about it this way, the matter of Lord looking for Sirius Black with great fanfare and seriousness seems so contrived and deliberate, as if they were just looking for a legitimate reason to cover up the redness.bare.Naked ambition.

Therefore, finding SiriusBlack and finding SiriusBlack are two different things.They will look for it with great fanfare, but they don't necessarily have to find it!That's the point! Lucius must have known what the Lord was thinking, so he behaved very well, very hard, but because he was too hard, there were flaws.Think about it, Sirius Black is just a poor, ordinary member of the Order of the Phoenix. There are thousands of such people, and they are worthy of the attention of Lucius Malfoy, the number one person next to Voldemort?

In fact, everything is for people to see, this is Voldemort using the Sirius Black incident to put pressure on the Potter family!At that time Lucius was investigating Lupin, if Lupin died at that time, at someone else's hands, then it would be disrespectful to Lucius, disrespectful to Lucius, it would be tantamount to not taking Voldemort seriously!

At that time, once Voldemort gets angry, the purpose of looking for Sirius will change. Lucius will do everything possible to find Sirius and kill him, in order to appease Voldemort's anger... Regulus finally stopped himself after thinking about it. Childish means.It was then that he began to understand what Mr. Snape meant, that he was indeed too young... The funny thing was that Mr. Snape was actually only a year older than him.

Since then, Regulus' respect for Snape was no longer superficial, and he learned everything from Snape.Learn Mr. Snape's rigorous attitude towards life, his way of life and thinking mode.It worked so well for him, he almost grew ten years old in the time he spent with Snape.Anyway, Mr. Snape was the person Regulus respected the most besides his brother and Voldemort.

The next day, Regulus sent Kreacher to Voldemort, and told him to listen to the Lord and go home before eight o'clock in the evening, and he would reserve dinner for Kreacher. Kreacher nodded obediently, Kreacher is a cute elf, I believe the Lord will be satisfied.

Severus drew another cross on the wall, a full sixty already.

"James, I'm a little worried about RegulusBlack." Snape felt stupid enough to talk to the fork on the wall, and the most ridiculous thing was that he didn't want to stop this crazy behavior.

"I remember you said that he would die, and you also said that you wanted to save him, but you broke your promise."

"So if I save him for you, I will treat it as if you owed me a favor, and you will pay it back in the future..."

"Voldemort has been alienating and wary of me recently, and I think he's starting to feel something is wrong." Snape sneered.

"He also sent Borg over here, trying to find out about me, thinking I was an idiot. I lied to them, messed up the ingredients and steps of potion making, and then told Borg, if that kind of thing can be successful, then My name, Severus Snape, is written backwards."

"It would be really interesting if Voldemort had experimented. The Dark Lord's cauldron exploded. I believe everyone would be willing to see his face at that time."

"James, you always say that I am a hero, a genius... But why, I can't save you..." He couldn't save his mother, and he couldn't save James... What kind of hero is he?What genius?

Snape buried his face in his hands, no one knew what he was thinking.

Snape thought he was talking to himself, but he didn't know that all of his heartfelt soliloquy had been taken up by someone in the faraway world of elves.

"Sev, I really didn't expect you to value me so much! I'm so touched!" James almost burst into tears. It turned out that those forks that Severus drew were for him!Sixty, no, he has been in the elf world for two months, a full sixty days!

"Sev, you must be careful! Wait for me to go back! Don't provoke the Dark Lord again, you must wait for me to go back safely!"

"I beg you, please! Stop yelling!" Qijia covered her ears. It was about to collapse. Who will take this human away!

It was a quarter past eight in the evening, Regulus was puzzled, it was past time, but Kreacher hadn't come home yet, Kreacher was always on time, this kind of thing never happened. Regulus was concerned, so he used summon.

The moment he summoned Kreacher, the space in the house was distorted, and Kreacher's figure fell heavily to the ground. Kreacher's face had turned blue-black, even his lips. It saw the figure of Regulus, weak shouted loudly: Master...