The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

"Harry Potter!!"

Snape was completely outraged.

If he hadn't cast a silence spell around him, the members of the Order of the Phoenix in Black's old house would have been alarmed.

Harry was woken up by him, and looked at the door dizzily, but no one came in, and immediately fell down and fell asleep.

Looked really exhausted.

Several veins popped up on Snape's forehead, he pressed back abruptly when he saw this, waited for a while, and then withdrew from the fireplace.

It was late at night, and most people were fast asleep, so Snape's arrival went unnoticed.He knew that he was not welcomed by the Order of the Phoenix, so he had to find a way to rush back to Hogwarts for now.

Although he was told that disaster was imminent, but if that kid Potter was dead, what's the point of him escaping there!

With little hesitation, Snape left Black's old house, apparated to the Shrieking Shack, and walked out of the Forbidden Forest along the familiar path.

He didn't expect that one day, as the night watch professor of this school, he would personally violate the school rules, let alone sneak back to Hogwarts one day.

On the way to the potion office, he released his patron saint, a beautiful doe emitting a faint silver light, heading straight to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Snape didn't wait for its return, and used the Disillusionment Charm to sneak back to his office alone.The gate control that he was still worried about disappeared, and he couldn't help suspecting that it was the credit of the savior kid.

Since when did Potter's abilities become more and more unbelievable?

After he came in, he immediately inspected around and found no other traces of intrusion, so he was slightly relieved.

The Dark Lord did not come.He didn't know what happened, and he didn't dare to act rashly, but the scars shown to him by the savior were so impressive that it was impossible not to care.

He came to the sofa to check, Harry was sleeping extremely restlessly, and the slightest movement could make him complain drowsily, and if Snape hadn't cast a sleeping spell, it would probably have woken him up directly.

He gently pushed aside Harry's collar, inspected the shocking pinch mark, and frowned deeply.

This is enough to kill the force.

He could only heal the bruise temporarily with magic, and Madam Pomfrey needed to examine the inside of the throat cavity in detail.

In the principal's office on the eighth floor, the silver doe passed through the high and low silverware, arrived at the quiet bedroom, and spoke to the person behind the bed curtain.

"Dumbledore, something has happened."

It was Snape's voice.

Dumbledore, who was wearing a nightgown of stars and moons, crawled up, pulled back the curtain of the bed, and the purple nightcap on his head was tilted aside, looking a little sleepy.

"what?"

"Potter was attacked by the Dark Lord, escaped death, and is now hiding in my office."

The Patronus disappeared after speaking.

Dumbledore stood up abruptly, put on a robe and walked out of the bedroom.

"Fox," he called, holding out his hand.

The resting phoenix had already been awakened, and landed on his arm with a soft cry.

"Please," said Dumbledore softly.

As soon as Snape picked up the savior kid, Dumbledore arrived, in an unimaginable way.

Snape stared at Dumbledore who suddenly appeared, even the speed of light made it doubtful that it was his hallucination.He stared wide-eyed for a while, the sense of familiarity forced him to give up this beautiful fantasy, the arm holding Potter slowly stiffened, and the expression on his face became more and more gloomy.

"...I always have the illusion that you want to throw Harry to the ground." Dumbledore frowned, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Unfortunately, it seems to have had the opposite effect.Snape made a direct motion to throw it at him.

The old headmaster with a handful of bones quickly surrendered: "We have to talk about business quickly."

"This kid just came back from the gate of hell, so he has to go to the school hospital immediately if he doesn't want to have any sequelae."

Dumbledore nodded solemnly, "Where is Voldemort now?"

The name still made Snape shudder, and he tried to suppress his discomfort, "I don't know. Didn't you arrange surveillance?"

Dumbledore sighed, "It has been gradually removed by him."

This is a tentative method of mutual acquiescence. The other party removes the eyeliner bit by bit and deploys anti-reconnaissance methods. The intelligence battle between you and me naturally has gains and losses.With the fortifications of Hogwarts in his hands, he had the upper hand, but now he had lost the ability to control Voldemort's deliberately hidden whereabouts.

Snape snorted coldly, as if he was dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, and walked towards the fireplace in disgust.

The Floo network of the school hospital has been connected just now, and a one-time transfer can be performed at an emergency.

Dumbledore watched him step into the fireplace without following him: "I'll go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office first."

Snape's expression sank, he took a deep look at him, and then landed on the scorched right hand.

In the end nothing was said.

Green flames engulfed him and the Savior.

Dumbledore walked all the way down the corridor of burning torches, whose bright light always illuminated a large darkness.But it all came to an abrupt end in the corridor in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

The entire corridor here was as dark as a starless midnight.

When Dumbledore walked in, his steps were a little heavier than usual.Perhaps because he knew that several of the ancient murals on the walls were dead.

It stands to reason that the people in the murals would not die, but Voldemort apparently developed a unique curse.

Even though they were shrouded in darkness and no one noticed, the only thing Dumbledore knew was that they had been frozen in his last smile forever, and there was no more joy or sorrow.

He knocked on the door of Voldemort's office, as if it was still a courtesy to visit a Dark Lord.

As a matter of course, there was no response.

He started experimenting with spells.

After the fifth, it will be breaking and entering.

[Don't—don't do it!pain! 】The small hissing sound yelled aggrievedly when the third one was tried, 【Everyone is asleep! 】

The elder wand paused slightly, and continued to cast the fourth one.

[Wow——it hurts——] the patterned snake scurried about in the keyhole uncomfortably, but refused to leave, [Dad—Master—help me, save me! 】

Still not open, Dumbledore paused, as if pondering the choice of one last enchantment.

The patterned snake rushed into the side, desperately rushing to Nagini in the house for help.

【Dad—Dad—that white-bearded human insists on coming in, it hurts me so much! 】

Nagini brazenly received the title of the little snake with a pattern who was forced to recognize the thief as his father. The old god of the snake tail pressed the mobile phone that had been circled all the time on the ground, and dialed the number of his owner who was holding back in the laboratory and tended to grow grass.

[Beard is breaking the door, Tom. 】

The fifth spell also failed.

Dumbledore took a step back and began to cast the Greater Destruction Charm.

With a bang, a bright orange fire burst out in the darkness, overflowing with vigor, the entire door began to separate from the wall along the edge, and the lights in the office leaked out, only to illuminate the majestic face of the old principal.

But then, darkness engulfed the hallway again.

When the entire door was removed, another huge force came from inside the house, forcing the door back into the wall.

"Go away, Dumbledore." Voldemort's murderous voice passed the door and exploded in the corridor, "Don't make me go out and kill people."

Dumbledore concentrated on clenching his wand, and instead took the opportunity to plant a new monitoring magic, which wouldn't last long, but it was enough to report the news.

He took a final look at it, turned and left without hesitation.

In the office, Nagini propped up the body of a snake, trying to get close to her master with a bad face.

[What's wrong with you, so angry? 】

Voldemort was obviously still angry. He glanced at the temporarily closed door, and impatiently added several insurances to ensure that even the whole school's professors would not be able to break through in a short time.

[Although a beard can make you so angry every time...but you said last time that if he makes you angry again in the future, he can directly punish him with a curse. 】

Nagini murmured around him.

[Why did you block the door this time? 】

Voldemort put away his wand, turned around and walked back to the laboratory, with the attitude of not giving up until weeds grew.

Nagini chased after him relentlessly.

[Tom, what's the matter with you?Back to the lab?By the way, when you opened the door just now, I saw a silver shadow, what kind of magic is that?Look at the shape, it looks a bit like...]

【Shut up. ] Voldemort suddenly ordered coldly, stopped, turned his head, and emphasized as if threatening, 【You didn't see anything.That's impossible. 】

Nagini tilted her head inexplicably. She always thought that Tom would not deceive himself.

The pet's reaction obviously made Voldemort even more angry, but he finally turned his head, unscrewed the door of the laboratory fiercely, and slammed it hard.

[I will figure it out. 】