[HP] The Dark Duke's Candy

After the Christmas vacation, the students returned to Hogwarts, and Candice returned here to continue her teaching life.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but she always feels something is wrong recently, as if someone is staring at her where she can't see, all the time.

One time, she finally grasped that weird feeling, threw a spell over, and a black corner of her clothes was burned.

Candice frowned slightly, and looked at the master in the corner of the clothes. Mr. Snape, the head of Slytherin with a dark face, slowly came out of the corner, and said in a cold voice: "I just came to tell Professor Anna that Dumbledore wants you It's just a visit to the principal's office, it seems that Professor Anna doesn't want to see Dumbledore, I will tell him about your response in detail."

After finishing speaking, Snape was about to leave, Candice hurried to catch up and said, "I just regarded you as my follower, sorry, Professor Snape."

Snape stopped in his tracks, turned his head slightly, and said, "Someone is following you at Hogwarts? Is Professor Anna sure that she is not suffering from the so-called paranoia of Muggles?"

Candice ignored his ridicule and said directly: "Thank you for helping to convey the news, I'm going to see the principal, goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. Snape turned completely to face the direction she was leaving after she left. He frowned slightly, and the Dark Mark on his arm kept burning and hurting, disturbing his mind. .

He frowned and walked quickly to the cellar, back to his own office, but this time he went back to his own office, but he knocked on the door before going in, and waited for the door to open by itself Afterwards, he narrowed his eyes slightly and walked in.

The potions professor's office is located underground, close to the Slytherin common room. It is cold all year round, suitable for storing potions, but not very suitable for people to live in.

Students from other houses feel cold every time they come, but Slytherin students don't have this kind of trouble.

Probably because snakes are cold-blooded animals?

Snape walked into the office, the door closed behind him, he stared at the man sitting behind the desk, the man sat on the chair with his back to him, with short black hair, wearing an ordinary black wizard robe, The only candle in the office lit him up, coating him with a faint yellow halo, making him look unreal.

"Welcome back, Severus." The man stood up from his chair, turning slightly to face him.

Snape didn't have the courage to look at his face, subconsciously lowered his head.

"Master." He whispered hoarsely.

It was Voldemort who came.

Decades have passed, and Dumbledore is getting old, but Voldemort is still young and handsome, as he was back then.

No, it wasn't like that at the beginning, the first time I saw him after learning of his return, he was completely unrecognizable, and that hideous face was Snape's nightmare for many days, and he would never forget it.

After such a short period of time, he has completely recovered to his original appearance. What did he do?

Snape's body trembled unconsciously when Voldemort approached him. It was a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart. He was undoubtedly afraid of him. He was afraid of his approach, afraid of his gaze, but he had The courage to be a so-called double agent is itself a contradictory thing, but the essence of Severus Snape is probably a contradiction.

"Going to see Dumbledore?" Voldemort approached him, stopped for a while and straightened up, "You have the sweetness that only he has on you."

Snape lowered his head and said: "Yes, master, Dumbledore asked me about your current situation, and I told him the truth as you ordered. On the way back, I also met Anastasia Ya Dumbledore."

"... Anastasia?" Voldemort murmured the name once, and said something Snape didn't quite understand, "Is this her current name?"

Snape was a little puzzled. He frowned, but still didn't look up. Voldemort stared at him for a while, and asked with a smile, "What did you say when you met her?"

Snape was about to answer, but Voldemort really didn't need words from him.

Almost instantly, Snape felt that his brain had been invaded, and the extremely clever Legilimency required him to use all his strength to resist. He let go of his thoughts, and showed his "master" the scenes of meeting Professor Anna, and What he shouldn't have found was trying to hide, but in fact, Voldemort hadn't intended to look at anything else.

His purpose is just all the pictures about Anastasia.

Her dignified and beautiful appearance sitting on the teacher's bench, her expressionless face in class, the frequency of her lips opening and closing when talking to Snape, her slender back when walking...

Everything is so addictive that people almost forget to withdraw from those memories.

If Snape hadn't fallen to the ground profusely in sweat, Voldemort probably wouldn't have stopped his Legilimency.

"Sorry." He held out his hand to Snape, flattered by the gesture of intent to support him.

Snape panicked for a long time, and finally held Voldemort's hand. His hand was cold and slender, with neatly manicured nails, and looked very beautiful.However, it was such a pair of beautiful hands that took the lives of so many people, and even almost took the life of the one he cherished.

Snape's eyes were dim, and he immediately lowered his head after standing up. Voldemort glanced at him lightly, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "You don't seem to want to face me directly, Severus."

Snape clenched his hands covered in his robes into fists, and said humbly, "Your strength overwhelms me, Master."

It was an obvious compliment that Voldemort didn't approve of, but at least he didn't refute it.

He just stared at Snape thoughtfully for a moment before saying, "I want you to do me a favor."

"At your command, Master."

"I need you..." Voldemort approached him again, this time his voice was right next to his ear, Snape felt his whole body was numb and stiff, his nerves were paralyzed, and the only consciousness left was to read him what he was asked to do...

Office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Candice gave the password and walked in, where Dumbledore was making her coffee.

"Freshly brewed coffee, you are so lucky, Candice." Dumbledore straightened up and said with a smile, "Come and taste it."

Candice walked over and said, "What can I do for you, Albus?"

Dumbledore poured the coffee, picked up the coffee cup and handed it to her, Candice took it, took a sip without hesitation, then raised her head and said expressionlessly, "It's delicious."

Dumbledore looked at her, blue eyes lingering with a hint of melancholy, Candice couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Dumbledore smiled, looked back and whispered, "Nothing."

It's just sad to see that she doesn't know how to show her love with a smile even if she drinks something she liked very much in the past.

Candice couldn't feel any emotion anymore, and naturally she couldn't feel Dumbledore's regret and boredom. She cut to the point and said, "Is there anything I need to do, or do you have anything to ask me?"

She has become more direct, much more direct than before, probably because she has no feelings so she has no worries.

This change made her look much more ruthless than before. Dumbledore pondered for a moment and asked her, "Did you go to the Christmas ball at Malfoy Manor?"

Candice was silent for a while before saying: "You should have known it a long time ago, you should have known it before I went."

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, I did know that a long time ago. I think you will agree to participate in that ball. It should be related to another person." After a slight pause, he looked directly at Candice and asked her , "He's back, right? You saw him."

The tone of the second half of his sentence is a statement, obviously he has already confirmed this point.

Candice didn't intend to hide him, so she said bluntly: "Yes, I met him and told him my wishes." She looked flat, "He threatened me, and I didn't give in, so We will strengthen our defenses for some time to come, Albus."

She stated the facts almost coldly, and Dumbledore couldn't help smiling wryly when he heard it.

Candice lost all her feelings, and even he would feel so depressed and difficult about such a thing, let alone her relatives and friends.

Therefore, it is better not to let them meet until he thinks of a way to change the status quo.

Thinking of the letter James wrote during the Christmas holidays, he probably heard something, maybe Harry said something about Candice when he went home, which made him a little confused, so he asked Dumbledore directly, but Dumbledore What answer can you give?

All he could give was no answer.

They all need to wait, wait for a suitable moment, and give Candice a chance to make a choice.

and……

He thought that not only relatives and friends would feel sad, such Candice probably made that person suffer a lot.

Voldemort did suffer a lot.

But he is definitely not the kind of person who just suffers and does not resist.

Dumbledore could work on Candice's recovery, and so could he.

After giving Snape his orders, Voldemort left the fireplace in his office and returned to Malfoy Manor.

In Dumbledore's place, all he could perceive was that a person came to Hogwarts through the fireplace and left through the fireplace. If Snape didn't tell him who it was, he wouldn't know.

Would Snape tell him this?

Sitting behind the desk, looking at the students' homework on the table, Snape frowned deeply.

This is a task that must be done.

Voldemort was determined to win this, and he would not allow him to make any mistakes-threatening the life of his beloved.

Snape had a terrible headache recalling how he knelt before Voldemort and wept and begged him to let Lily go when he learned that Harry Potter might be the child at the end of July.

He still didn't hurt Lily in the end, but that was because of the existence of another person.

If it wasn't for that person's sacrifice, if it wasn't for that damned James Potter's mother, maybe Lily would have died.

Voldemort would not keep his word, but his threats could not be ignored.

His promises are not reliable, but his threats are always reliable.

Snape sat there silent, motionless for a long, long time, until someone knocked on the office door.

"Draco Malfoy, Professor."

...is Malfoy.

Snape slowly stretched his eyebrows, and his soft and silky voice sounded: "comein."

Draco got the approval to open the door, stood at the door and said bravely: "I'm here to perform labor services, Professor."

In today's Potions class, Draco and Harry quarreled again, causing quite a fuss, causing Neville Longbottom to knock over the cauldron, and Harry Potter was fined [-] points , and Draco got a day's labor service.

Snape stared at the young man standing at the door, and said after a moment of silence, "Come here, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco took a few steps forward, closed the office door, and asked the professor, "What should I do, Professor?"

Snape smiled, a smile that made Draco's hair stand on end.

"You have big things to do, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco: "..." I feel like I might die if I do this, can I not do it?

As Candice expected, since her return from Malfoy Manor, the peaceful days were doomed to end.

The accident happened one night, and Candice was watching the night when she heard screams.

She immediately ran towards the place where the sound came from, and after a few turns, she saw several students who had fallen under the torches.

Candice moved closer and saw the faces of the students clearly - it was Harry, and Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.

They're still hanging around the school after curfew and...

Candice turned her head to look at the wall where several people were staring in shock. A stiff cat covered in blood was hung on it. Above the cat, there was a row of blood words - Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets was opened, Those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant.

Candice was stunned, she stared at the line with her eyes wide open, the picture in her mind flipped quickly, and she went back to decades ago, when she was a girl who was still studying at Hogwarts.

The chamber of secrets was opened.

The writing on the wall is the same as it was back then, not a single letter is different.

It's him.

It's him.

He started.

Candice took a few steps back, her mood was calm and unwavering, but her tears fell.

She raised her hand to wipe her face, tears made her feel puzzled, she looked blankly at the three students who fell on the ground, and said expressionlessly: "Who did it?"