[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Severus Snape put on his hood and stood with the other Death Eaters.

They came to Diagon Alley and were about to start a new sabotage operation. In the early years, their team preferred to come in the dark, low-key, and leave a high-profile dark mark after the event was completed.But now, with the expansion of their power and the strong rise of resistance forces, their actions are gradually tending to face-to-face confrontation: after all, there are excellent speakers and orators in the opposing camp, and they can always be impassioned in newspapers It is not a good thing for the Dark Lord himself and the Death Eaters to make speeches freely and incite ordinary wizards to join them in rebelling against the Dark Lord.

If you have a strong deterrent force, then in order to achieve your goal, you should show this power, make people fearful, and then surrender, which will save a lot of trouble. They have passed the stage of keeping a low profile and have the capital to act arrogantly.

Standing in front of the Daily Prophet, Severus Snape had no special expression on his face under the hood.He pulled out his wand and cast a spell with the others, watching his own spell blast the door, causing countless screams of horror from inside, the black robe was flapping behind him, he moved swiftly, without hesitation, Stepped in.

To be honest, this is somewhat different from the job he envisioned when he first joined the Death Eaters: he was favored by the Dark Lord because of his outstanding talent in potions, and his initial job after joining the Death Eaters was also peripheral and fringe Behind the scenes, it is only necessary to study the potions well. The research direction focuses on poisons with vicious effects, poisons that can delay the onset of attacks by taking antidote regularly, and some targeted potions that make up for dangerous spells and transformation effects. He has done a good job of these , so he was appreciated by the Dark Lord, and his ranking became higher and higher, gradually entering the range of core Death Eaters, and then he began to need to raise his wand to others.

The logic and internal causes of this are not difficult to understand. The blood on the hands and wand may itself be the symbol of the Death Eaters, and no one should try to be in it and avoid these.He still hesitated when he raised his wand to others for the first time, but now he has no special feeling, maybe this change is subtle, or this is just a hurdle, and everything will become no big deal after getting over it.

The people in the Daily Prophet were easy to deal with. These wizards who had never been active in the front line of battle seemed to have degenerated even the instinct to use magic. Snape harshly felt that half of them were not worthy of successfully graduating from Hogwarts.Some people picked up the wand hastily without even noticing that the tip of the wand was reversed, and solved themselves with just one spell-he strode past the people who fell down with a face full of shock, and felt that they should pay more attention to them It's all a waste of time.

Barnabas Guffey, editor-in-chief of the newspaper, was a shrewd and successful businessman--as soft-boned as all other businessmen.The Dark Lord didn't even use any cruel means, he has already offered all the information they wanted with both hands in a hurry, and spontaneously expressed his willingness to help the Death Eaters, a lot of gold Galleon eyes Take it out without blinking, just beg them not to take his life, and don't force the Daily Prophet to publicly rebel. This should not be the attitude that a newspaper should show.

"Of course, we won't do that, you can rest assured, Barnabas." The Dark Lord said lazily, casually ordering everything he had offered to be put away, and said mockingly, "Except you, Where else do we go to find someone in a multi-party alliance who is waving the flag and is actually willing to generously sponsor us? Most people can only do one of two things. Of course, it is more reassuring to put such a person on their side."

The Death Eaters laughed mockingly, and looked at Barnabas Cuffey, who cowered and knelt at Voldemort's feet, with contempt, as if they were looking at a dog that was driving up and wagging its tail at them.

Barnabas Guffy blushed. This was probably the most humiliating moment in his life. Embarrassment and hatred flashed violently in his eyes, but he finally gritted his teeth, remained silent, deeply lowered his head.

The Dark Lord had no interest in paying attention to himself, and casually flipped through the materials he presented.The Death Eaters were not interested in exploring a dog kneeling on the ground. Only Snape, who was standing aside, noticed his expression and stared at him silently for a while.

Perhaps everyone will experience such a humiliating moment in their life, sooner or later, fate will not let everyone go.He withdrew his gaze from Barnabas Guffy, thinking that he would never stop looking at such things in the future.

After reading the materials presented by Barnabas Guffey, the Dark Lord's expression was calm. Obviously, there was nothing he wanted in these materials, and the harvest here was not as expected.

"Promise me this is all you can come up with," he said grimly, looking down at the newspaper editor at his feet, raising his wand.

The Cruciatus fired by the Dark Lord himself fell on him, and Barnabas Guffy screamed, his voice was so shrill that it broke the sound. The Death Eaters present watched this scene indifferently, and no one felt unbearable.

Both pain and fear can greatly destroy a person's consciousness. After Cruciatus was over, Editor-in-Chief Guffey's body trembled violently. The hatred and humiliation in his eyes just now had disappeared, leaving only timidity and fear. Humbly Prostrate on the ground, motionless.

"What do you need, Lord Dark Lord?" he asked cautiously and apprehensively. "I—I could tell you where you might find it, if I knew..."

"Are you cooperating with Muggles?" Voldemort asked casually, pulling out a icy smile, "What exactly are you cooperating with? Being mixed with dirty and lowly Muggles, I have to say that the lower limit of your depravity is beyond It exceeded my expectations. This is not allowed, the Lord Dark Lord does not allow it. So, why don't you consciously hand over the plan? To alleviate your crimes."

"I don't know..." Editor-in-Chief Gu Fei shook his head, panting quickly, "I just know that we need to cooperate, and we will make some noise in the newspaper, but I am afraid that only the senior officials of certain departments of the Ministry of Magic will know the specifics. …There are also members of the Order of the Phoenix, the matter was brought up by Eli Smith, and the people around him must know about it…”

"It's him again." Rodolphus Lestrange couldn't help cursing, he couldn't hide the anger in his heart, "Shameless traitor, descendant of a lowly Mudblood, willing to degenerate, this kind of person He deserves to be hacked to pieces!"

"Rodolphs, I'd rather you do it than whisper this into my ear every day." Voldemort said coldly, "If you can't even compare to a traitor from a pure-blood family, you're going What is the use of noble blood?"

Rodolphus Lestrange's face flushed instantly, his nostrils were blown with hatred, but he couldn't say a word, so he had to bow his head deeply.

"Things have become very clear." Voldemort said softly, "I think you should know where you should go now, instead of being like a child of a few years old, needing me to lead the way and lead the way there."

Of course not, my lord.The Death Eaters felt insecure because of his light-hearted urging, and they responded silently, then hurriedly Apparated and headed for the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

Severus Snape didn't move immediately, he stopped where he was, feeling Voldemort looking at him.

"Have something to say to the Dark Lord, Severus?" He asked leisurely, but his tone was affirmative.

"Yes, Master." Snape said with his head lowered, his lips barely moving, "I know Eli Smith, he is a very talented and capable person, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix are not like the Daily News As neglected as any of these men to hold their wands, I fear that their attempt—if the plan is simply to break in—has little chance of success.”

The Dark Lord looked at him calmly, with no expression on his face.

"But I know breaking in is not our goal, Master." Snape whispered, "Intelligence gathering is, yes, I think so. I will bring back information that I think is valuable, hopefully Really solve your problems, master."

He heard a cold laugh from the Dark Lord.

"Then do it, Severus," he heard him say, "I'm waiting for your results - yes, I do feel in my heart now that you're more useful than them, and I'm looking forward to your results .”

Snape appeared at the entrance of a potions shop some distance away from the Order of the Phoenix, shrouded himself in a hood, and walked slowly towards the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

By the time he arrived, this useless war had already intensified. The fierce battle took place at the gate of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Several stronger Death Eaters had rushed into the hall, where they encountered fierce resistance. The two sides fought into a ball, and he cast a disillusionment spell he had improved on himself, and walked through the door without a sound.

The sobriety potion at the door made him appear briefly, and in the next second he reintegrated himself with the environment.But to his surprise, as soon as he re-cast the spell on himself, someone not far away pointed his wand at him.

"The Disillusionment Curse?" he asked, his voice strangely familiar, but it wasn't anyone he knew.He frowned inwardly, seeing that the person pointing his wand at him was wearing a monocle—everyone in the Order of the Phoenix had one on their face, and this was obviously Eli's new invention, unannounced, Death Eater The gangsters didn't receive the news, so they suffered a bit today and lost the meaning of the surprise attack.

It seems that the plan to sneak in quietly is impossible to succeed.Severus also raised his wand, looked at the person in front of him with the face hidden under the hood, and said in a low voice: "Put down the wand, if you don't want to die here, give up resistance."

Unexpectedly, after he opened his mouth, the person pointing his wand at him actually stopped abruptly, froze on the spot for two seconds, and then immediately stepped back.

Cowardly enemies are best dealt with.Snape seized the opportunity in the blink of an eye, swung his wand violently, fixed the opponent in place, and came to the opponent in three steps - he was knocked away by another Phoenix member's spell, and the distance between the two Pull away again.But at that moment, Snape's pupils shrank suddenly.

He saw the opponent's wand.

Few people can remember what other people's wands look like, after all, they don't look very different - but he remembers this wand, and the owner of this wand is one of his few friends.

His friend, his companion, the short-lived ghost who was rumored to have disappeared and died, was pointing his wand at him.

Another friend, another enemy.Snape's expression was blank for a moment, he stared fixedly at the strange face in front of him, and his heart was complicated for a moment.

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