[HP] Dark Godfather

After the tragedy of the Hogwarts Triwizard Tournament, wizarding circles all over the world fell into panic, but to everyone's surprise, neither the Death Eaters nor the believers had any movement for a month after that. It seems that Voldemort's resurrection and Grindelwald's comeback are all rumors.

The silence of more than a month has made many people on the sidelines confused, and they have doubts about the reliability of the news.

Fewer and fewer people believe in Harry Potter. People always have a kind of ostrich mentality. They can’t count without seeing it with their own eyes. Even if the photos of the tragedy have been published in the newspapers, people who haven’t personally experienced the panic atmosphere at the scene would rather throw their heads away. Buried in the sand to escape reality.

Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet has been on fire these days, as her coverage of the Hogwarts Yule Ball simultaneously offended two of the most vengeful professors since the first game of the Triwizard Tournament— —Sirius and Snape, since Hogwarts refused her entry.

Ms. Rita Skeeter actually has a special way to find out the information she wants to know, but for some reason, she always gets entangled in some pranks or traps. She attributes it to Sirius Black's crazy teaching methods, But she dared not report it, because she overheard Mr. Sirius Black and his team of a dozen lawyers talking through a two-way mirror, and Mr. Black complained that if Rita Skeeter of the Daily Prophet was found The report made him unhappy, and he was going to sue the woman for jail, and strongly demanded that the relevant departments of the Department of Magic check whether the woman was an illegal Animagus, because Mr. Black suspected that her rumored information might be her spying Obtained privately by others.

After weighing the pros and cons, the frightened Ms. Rita Skeeter decisively decided to cherish her reputation and stay away from Mr. Black.

Now that Sirius Black has left Hogwarts, Rita Skeeter has once again turned her gossiping gaze on Harry Potter and his close companion, Draco Malfoy.

Rita Skeeter dug deep into the historical origins of the Potter family and the Malfoy family, and found that if the two pure-blood families unite, there is really news to dig.

On Monday, Ms. Skeeter's new report "Kiss and Kin, On the Intimate History of the Potter Family and the Malfoy Family", made Sirius at 12 Grimmauld Place spout indecently during breakfast. Out of the mouth of the coffee.

"I'm going to kill that woman!" Blake said angrily, "What does she want to do, marry two boys and make the Potter family and the Malfoy family disappear at the same time, I'm going to kill her!"

Blake picked up the phone (don't ask me how 12 Grimmauld Place is registered with BT), quickly dialed a few numbers, and said viciously into the receiver, "Tell me to the Daily Prophet, to that Rita S. Kit, tell her to keep her mouth shut, this slut has pissed off old Blake."

"Boss, why is it so complicated? That woman is not difficult to deal with. As long as there is a small accident, she will never speak again, and she will never mess with you again!" On the other side of the phone, the murderous younger brother enthusiastically recommended A one-and-done solution.

Black sighed, "I think so too, but I can't clean her up yet, I still need her nonsense to help me with a few things..."

"Then there is no way, but let me remind you that suing a reporter will undoubtedly set off more lace news!" Black's lead lawyer interjected.

"Hmph..." Black nodded his head with his wand angrily, and rolled his eyes, "then look away, I have some secret materials about Grindelwald and Dumbledore here, you can find a way for that woman to remove the tentacles from Turn around, Harry."

"That's a good idea, boss, do you want to come forward?"

"Nonsense, when did you ever see old Blake gossip like a gossip, do it anonymously for me."

Black put down the phone, rubbed his forehead with a headache, and looked up to see Tom Riddle standing in front of him with a serious face.

"What's the matter, Mr. Riddle?" Blake said impatiently.

"The main soul is really resurrected?" Tom frowned, "Is it your plan?"

"Yes and no, of course I want to let you fuse those soul pieces quickly, but the main soul is too powerful now, Tom, I am very busy now, look, this trip to Hogwarts is too bad, Demb Lido has become wary of me, and he even asked me to give up Harry's custody." Black looked helpless.

Tom Riddle squinted his eyes and stared at Black, and suddenly showed a tolerant smile, "Okay, Black, I know I'm a little too impatient, you are busy with your work, and I won't bother you anymore."

Tom turned around, turned his head slightly to glance at Black, and left with a gloomy face.

Sirius Black touched his chin and watched Tom leave, showing an appreciative smile, "There is progress!"

Then he thought bitterly, "Oh, if only Harry in Hogwarts was as smart as Tom, no, in case that boy and Draco have some trouble again and let that smelly reporter smell it, Lucius will stab me out, I have to find a way for people to take precautions in Hogwarts... Tsk tsk, who can I turn to?"

Black tapped his head with his wand, suddenly his eyes lit up, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Tom Riddle returned to the library of the Black family, looked around at the mountains of books, and suddenly pointed to an old thick tome, "Come here!"

Opening the black magic book wrapped in human skin, Tom Riddle once again sank into the pursuit of power. This time, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, and he whispered to himself, "Don't be complacent, Blake, we'll see... ..."

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Severus Snape frowned, looking at Dumbledore's charred left hand, "How long, Dumbledore, how long have you been wearing this thing?"

"For a week, I thought I could solve it by myself..." the old headmaster looked at his left hand, which was gradually losing its vitality, and said lightly.

"Solve it by yourself... Humph, it's admirable! お^稥" Snape's tone didn't show the slightest admiration, he pursed his lips, carefully selected two bottles of potions from his potion cabinet, and took out his wand , mixed it, watched the potion change color in the crystal bottle, and Snape handed it to Dumbledore.

The old headmaster frowned and drank the potion, smacking his lips and said, "I think you should add some honey, Severus, your contribution to the potion is not only in the effect, the taste is equally important!"

Severus didn't answer, he looked at Dumbledore's scorched left hand with great concern, and when he saw that the color of his left hand began to fade, Severus seemed to be relieved, but when he saw the black pigment staying on his wrist, The potion master's face turned pale.

"Is there no way?" Dumbledore looked at Severus knowingly.

"One year at most..." Severus Snape's answer was almost silent, the potion master took a step back dejectedly, and looked at Dumbledore wearily, "One year, it's too late to do anything... ..."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then suddenly showed a relaxed smile, "No, Severus, a year is enough to do a lot."

Snape looked at Dumbledore blankly, "We all know that the Dark Lord is really resurrected", he lifted his left sleeve, "It was still faintly visible in the past, but now it has fully shown its original appearance, Dumbledore, he is back and stronger than ever..."

"Being strong doesn't mean you can't be defeated, Severus. In war, the role of a potion master is not reflected in a duel..." Dumbledore said kindly, "Death is not terrible, the key is to see Is it worth dying for?"

"Yes, your life is worth a lot on the Death Eater's bounty list, Principal Dumbledore, but what about me, what about Lily's child?" Snape yelled at the old headmaster out of control.

"So, Severus, only when you gain the Dark Lord's trust and catch him off guard, can you save the boy's life at a critical moment. If necessary, I will hand over my life to you to end it. At that time, Nothing can shake your loyal position in the heart of the Demon King." Dumbledore looked seriously into Snape's eyes.

The potion master subconsciously made his pupils blank and empty, "But you are dead, no one can defeat the Dark Lord, no one can be spared..."

"Perhaps, if that person is willing to make a move, he can deal with Voldemort..." Dumbledore closed his eyes and said after thinking for a while.

"Who?" Snape heard Dumbledore talking to himself sensitively.

Dumbledore opened his eyes, looking very tired, "Okay, Severus, it's getting late, I'm going to rest, good night!"

The old headmaster stood up unsteadily, and walked out of the cellar slowly.

Snape stood dumbfounded in the cellar, his fists clenched tightly. He walked slowly to the potion cabinet, stretched out his hand and turned an ordinary bottle labeled "Scabies Potion" to the left, and then The cabinet was slowly separated, revealing an inconspicuous stone bottle inside. Snape picked up the stone bottle lightly, a sternness flashed in his eyes.

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"Soul extraction!" In the underground culvert of Azkaban, Black ordered the devil vine to extract the soul pieces from the Slytherin pendant and the Ravenclaw crown one by one, and blended them into the black flowers of the devil vine. There are four black flowers on the devil vine with thicker and thicker roots——

"The diary is not available, the crown, gold cup, pendant, ring is not available, Nagini, Harry is not available."

Black touched his chin and grinned, "Dumbledore, between death and faith, do you really choose the latter?"

Black reached out and took out a pocket watch from his pocket, watched the hour hand in it start to go backwards slowly, and murmured, "One year, I am looking forward to your choice..."

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Tom Riddle closed the thick tome with satisfaction, his red eyes were shining brightly, the boy slowly turned his head and looked at a golden hourglass above the desk, the golden quicksand inside was slowly falling, as if he was counting down something, Below the hourglass, a gorgeous black contract exudes a strong magical atmosphere.

Tom Riddle walked up to the black contract, looked carefully at the terms on it, and grinned, "Finally found it!"