[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

"Repeat what you just said, Rozier." Voldemort said softly.He sat on his exclusive gorgeous and spacious chair, half-closed his eyes, and stared at his subordinates casually.In the spacious hall, Evan Rozier's hood was lifted, revealing his young face. He bowed deeply, humbly revealing the back of his neck.

"It's just some whimsical and crazy talk, master..." he murmured, breathing lightly, trying weakly to reduce the impact of his words.But Voldemort sitting on it had no other reaction, and it was even more impossible for the Death Eaters standing around to communicate with him in front of the Dark Lord.He secretly took a deep breath, not daring to look at the reaction of the person above him. He just lowered his head, and in a fast and sharp voice, unnaturally repeated what he had just said, this time adding own many subjective evaluations.

"That group of stupid scum wizards, the idiots of the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix, they decided to join forces with Muggles, use Muggle weapons, and try to challenge your authority... This is completely a dream! You are so powerful , far beyond their imagination, how can Muggle things harm you? They don't even have magic! These people are completely confused by your fear."

Voldemort was noncommittal to his statement, and he sat calmly on his high throne, looking down at his subjects calmly and coldly.

"What do you think?" he asked, with a mocking and contemptuous tone, "do you think they can do it? Trying to deal with a powerful wizard that has never been seen in this world is not even magic, but nothing." Muggles who know?"

"They're so scared of you, Master." Bellatrix Lestrange was the first to respond eagerly, and she eagerly took two steps forward, trying to get closer to the master she surrendered wholeheartedly Some said, "We all know that they are completely helpless! They can't find a wizard who can fight against the master, and all those who fight against the master will end badly. They are afraid, afraid that their lives will be lost, afraid There is no way to explain to the public, so they came up with such a gimmick! Pushing all the inefficiencies to the stupid idiots, of course they can only think of this way! This is not surprising at all!"

Maybe it's just like when the Dark Lord was frustrated in his progress, he would blame them all for his faults.Lucius Malfoy was also standing relatively close to the head. Such a thought unexpectedly flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and then quickly got rid of this dangerous thought from his mind. , so as not to be read by this adult, and then cause trouble for himself.

Fortunately, the adult in the upper seat did not pay attention to him now. He listened to Bellatrix's fanatical and firm flattery, and did not have any special reaction, just tapped the seat with his knuckles handrails.

"Don't think like that, Bella." He said slowly and leisurely, "Not all the people who are not with us are idiots, of course... some of them also have smart minds and good character, This is the person we need to communicate with. Many of them have not recognized the reality and never realized what a wrong path they are walking on. What we have to do is to correct their wrong thinking. The justice of the development of wizards, of course, must make corresponding efforts. It is always the most difficult to change the minds of stubborn and pedantic people. Except for those who are really hopeless, we will not give up any wizard easily, and every drop of wizard's Blood is precious, and to let precious wizards get more rights is what we have been working hard for."

Bellatrix took a sharp breath, she was so touched that her voice was a little choked up: "Yes, of course, master...you are so selfless, so bright, so great, and always consider everyone , want to bring them a better world..."

Not only Bellatrix and Rozier, but several Death Eaters showed greatly moved expressions.They gazed at him wildly and reverently, the elder older than his years, the younger still in his sixth year at Hogwarts.They were all convinced by him, willing to give up their independent and free identities, put on the hood, and become his vassals.

This made Voldemort feel complacent, he showed a faint smile, and his tone eased slightly.

"So it's kind of necessary to figure out what these people are thinking, rather than categorizing what they're doing as the weird routine of a lunatic." He said slowly, looking around at him. In front of him, the Death Eaters bowed their heads before him, "So, does any of you have any idea about this matter? Did you find out what they were going to do?"

There was silence, and the Death Eaters looked at each other, all silent.Rozier, who brought the news, felt that the temperature around him was almost plummeting. He immediately cheered up and opened his mouth. On the one hand, he jumped out to claim credit, and on the other hand, he tried hard to remove his responsibility.

"I reported to you as soon as I received the news, Master." He said hurriedly, puffing out his chest, "Others probably didn't receive the news as quickly as I did—if you need, I will Just go and collect, and we must send all the information to you as soon as possible.”

"Interesting remark." Voldemort glanced at him casually, and drew out his voice unchanged.Asked coldly, "A threat, is it? If I don't need it, you can continue to be a worthless piece of shit among your fine fellow Death Eaters, and keep going, and the organization won't fire you anyway." , as long as you have a thick skin, you can come back and receive a reward no matter what you do."

The faintly complacent expression quickly disappeared from Evan Rozier's face. His face turned pale and he became terrified. He knelt down at Voldemort's feet quickly, and put the tip of his nose and lips close to the corner of his robe, trembling silently.

"I absolutely didn't mean that, master, absolutely not!" He said with trepidation, trying to hide the panic on his face, "I am willing to give everything I have for you! This is my supreme honor! Master!"

"Great, then I have an opportunity for you to offer now, Rozier." Voldemort said lightly, slowly raised his hand holding the wand, and pointed at The position where Evan Rozier stood out from the crowd just now.

Among the Death Eaters, this position came quite high. After all, Rozier came from an ancient family, and his surname was more valued here than his early joining of the Death Eaters.

Voldemort pointed to the position that had been vacated by him, and spoke in a whisper, the voice resounding strangely in everyone's ears.

"Bring the news that the Lord Dark Lord wants to know, no matter who it is, they will get the rewards you dream of...fame, status, wealth, power, everything you can't ask for, are all within your reach. Why? Why don't you try? Regardless of your background or ability, Lord Voldemort only cares about the results."

The Death Eaters bowed their heads deeply, responding to his commands and incitement.Many of them came from old wizarding families and weren't all that eager for the low-hanging fruit.But even more enviable than the reward is the recognition and respect from the Dark Lord. They and their family are betting on Voldemort, they believe that he can succeed... and they are pushing for his success, which is good for everyone.

They gathered around Voldemort as usual, reporting on recent events.When it was time to end, they finished receiving their tasks, filed out silently as usual, and waited for the next call from the Dark Lord.

Lucius Malfoy slowed down after leaving, watching several people pass by him calmly.Then he waited for the person he was looking for, and naturally stepped up and walked with him. Everything was done lightly, and no one noticed anything unusual.

"What's the matter?" Severus Snape's low voice came out from the hood, listening to his voice, he had no interest in finding out that he was waiting for him specially.

"It's nothing important, Severus." Lucius Malfoy's voice was soft and long, and when he said something serious, he always carried a strong arrogant pose, "But I thought we were You can also talk about the relationship in private - aren't we friends? Maybe you haven't forgotten who guided you on this path when you entered the school."

Severus Snape sneered lightly, completely disapproving of his claim of taking credit.

"Perhaps it was the noble will of Salazar Slytherin himself." Snape said coldly, "Lucius, if you really have nothing else to do—"

"Indeed not." Lucius Malfoy said, and seeing that he was going to Apparate immediately and leave, he quickly added the second half of the sentence, "I'm just a little curious—the Dark Lord's reaction to that side today His attention seems to be unusually strong, I think he has always been... ah, very confident and sure of winning, why is he acting so... abnormal today, do you have any idea?"

"Maybe you can ask him himself?" Snape responded indifferently, and then he saw Lucius' expression slightly complicated, looking at him, he opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Actually, the Malfoys have some business in the Muggle world." He said vaguely, hastily brushing away the foreshadowing. "I think I have a much more accurate understanding of Muggle technology than anyone else... It is said that they Now there are some very destructive weapons, but I don't think that can trap a powerful wizard as dark as the Dark Lord. But do you think he has a little bit of..."

He didn't say the next thing, just mouthed him silently, and Snape recognized the word "scared".

Snape stared at him intently for a moment.

"If you really know as much about Muggle technology as you say you do," he said slowly, in a low voice, "then perhaps it would be a better idea to remain neutral than to join in here."

Lucius Malfoy shrugged and smiled nonchalantly.

"Ah, of course, you're right," he said slowly. "Of course, it's safer to stand on a neutral stance... But if you can expand your own interests, why not do it? If you can use the Dark Lord's It would be even better to completely suppress and cleanse the Muggle sphere of influence, I can't do such a great job myself, and I can't expect the Dark Lord to share with me after it's done, can I?"

There was no expression on Severus Snape's face under the hood, he just stared at Lucius Malfoy for a while.

"Smart businessman," he said. "Why don't you talk to Rozier or Lestrange next time? They must like your business experience. You have the wrong man."

Judging from Lucius Malfoy's expression, he didn't take his suggestion seriously.But he still asked in a good manner: "Why do you say that? I thought you could understand what I said, after all, you are a rare smart person."

Severus Snape smiled faintly.

"What do you think the Dark Lord is like?" he asked suddenly.

Lucius was startled, not knowing why, but he still gave his own evaluation: "The origin is mysterious, the ability is outstanding, and he is ruthless."

"Perhaps that's not wrong," Snape said calmly, "but in my opinion, he is a self-made man from nothing."

"That's a big mistake." Lucius said in surprise, "It is said that he is a descendant of Slytherin, and many people say so, and the ability to talk to snakes is also a characteristic of the Slytherin family—you Do you think a Mudblood can do that?"

"It has nothing to do with being a Mudblood or not." Snape said indifferently, "Unlike you see him as a backer and golden thighs, I just think that he is a man whose ability is worthy of his ambition - and I admire such a man." Lucius, everyone has fears and things to be afraid of, everyone has them, and I think the Dark Lord is no exception. But I guess he will let you see how a strong man overcomes his inner fear It's - it's definitely different from your profane speculation."

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I personally think that when Professor Snape chose to join the Death Eaters, in addition to his pursuit of fame and fortune, he also worshiped Voldemort. The girl I like resolutely puts it down, and it is not until death pulls him back. Let’s talk about it in this chapter. If you have your own ideas, come to the comment area to exchange ideas