[hp] warm as jade

Although Rong Jiu's life is not long, she has seen big storms: when she was younger, she ran around with her father to catch ghosts; when she was older, it was her turn to do it herself.Generally speaking, those who turned into ghosts either died with resentment, or their wish was unfulfilled. Most of them died in a miserable state, and with heavy resentment, they looked much scarier than those in horror movies.

In the beginning, Rong Jiu would cry and vomit, causing the whole family to feel uneasy, but later on, she would hold on to her without changing her face, chatting about life and ideals, regardless of whether her brains were bleeding all over the place—usually It is said that as long as the ghost has no intention of harming others, no matter how scary it looks, the Taoist priests will not care about it. At most, they will go up and persuade them. There are still a lot of ghosts around the house.As a result, this guy directly annoyed those ghosts, avoiding her more aggressively than avoiding her father, and a few of them were really unbearable, so they simply reincarnated, and it was a joke in the Taoist circle for a while.

But no matter whether it is harmful or harmless, the words "Human and Ghost Different Ways" are firmly engraved on Rong Jiu's heart.To her, ghosts are like another species with similar appearance but strange shape, no matter how scary it is, it has nothing to do with "human".

But now, in front of her, is a person.Obviously everything was in good condition, no arms or legs were missing, no bowels were dragged, no eyeballs were missing, and no half of the head was missing, revealing the gully and slurry inside, but it gave her a much more terrifying feeling than that.

This person was once rumored to have "dead". Rong Jiu had also seen a piece of his remnant soul attached to the little girl of Weasley, using her low self-esteem and fragility to lure her to open the secret room.He had disappeared for so many years, yet he was standing here alive at this moment. It was weird and unnatural, as if he was pieced together from the flesh and blood of different people, and his aura was messy and evil.

If there are really evil spirits that can kill ghosts, judges, kings of Hades, etc. and climb out of hell, it must be like this.

Rong Jiu swallowed, and her sleeves were tightly held in her hands.

"Yes, Lord Dark Lord."

"Ah, like, really like." Voldemort marveled, as if looking at a work of art, "except for the eyes, it is almost exactly the same as Signus, a typical Blake."

"Let me guess...a good Slytherin?"

Snape lowered his head slightly: "Yes, Master."

"Yes, yes." Voldemort smiled, and following his words, the big snake named Nagini shook gently on the floor, "If it wasn't like this, how could it have become Haribo in the Triwizard Tournament?" What about special treasures?"

"Master..." Snape hoarsely tried to say something.Voldemort raised his hand and stopped him: "I know, Severus, you've already said it, besides, this little girl came here voluntarily... right? Cassiopeia?"

Rong Jiu opened his mouth and found his voice with difficulty: "Yes, Lord Dark Lord."

"Ah, look at you, what a polite boy." Voldemort still maintained that creepy smile, "Dumbledore is the one who tried his best to make you into the Order of the Phoenix. You became Harry Potter's treasure, and you explained it through newspapers. Look, how much trouble an old man has spent on you. How can you not be tempted? Dumbledore is very good at deceiving people... ..."

A cold sweat broke out on Rong Jiu's back.This was an unexpected question. She was not prepared and did not know the person in front of her, so she did not know how to answer it safely.But she knew that there was not much time for her to hesitate.

"Because everyone's in Slytherin... Uncle Lucius, Aunt Narcissa, Draco, Pansy, Theodore, Brace... and Professor Snape. They've all been so nice to me, It's like my family." She tried to calm herself down, but her voice was still trembling slightly as she watched Snape's expression out of the corner of her eye.The latter still stood there silently, without any change, which made Rong Jiu feel relieved.

Voldemort's smile disappeared from his face: "Is that so?"

Rong Jiu's heart tightened: "Yes... yes."

Voldemort looked at her meaningfully.That kind of gaze made Rong Jiu think of Dumbledore. Their gazes have the same penetrating power, but the difference is that one will make you feel nervous, while the other can make you feel... fear.

Her knees began to shake.Layer after layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, soaking his robe wet and cold, and warmed by the dancing firelight.

Voldemort suddenly laughed again: "Want to join the Death Eaters, little girl?"

"Ah?" Rong Jiu's eyes widened in surprise, "Can I?"

"Of course, of course." Voldemort said, "Whether it is your bloodline or your ability, it should be recognized, shouldn't it?"

"Uh, I mean... I'm not even 17, is that okay? I heard from the professor that only people over 17 can join the Death Eaters..."

"Oh, it's a small problem." Voldemort smiled kindly, put his hands on her shoulders, looked down into her eyes, "but you need to pass some small tests..."

Without warning, the person who was still smiling last second suddenly raised his wand: "Crucio!"

pain.

This is Rong Jiu's only feeling. The pain emanates from the depths of his body, as if there are thousands of little people holding needles lurking in every blood vessel. At this moment, they all become active at the same time, and they stabbed hard with the needle. go down.

Please, don't continue, just kill me...

Rong Jiu was completely unable to accept all the information from the outside world, and could only beg over and over again.She didn't know that she had fallen to the ground, rolling helplessly, and the pleading she thought she had uttered was just meaningless screams in other people's ears.She didn't know that Voldemort was looking at her indifferently, and Nagini wrapped his hands greedily, already waiting for a sumptuous dinner.

"...Please, Master..."

Indistinctly, a little sound got into her ears.It was Snape's voice.

Professor, kill me, please...

Her consciousness became more and more blurred, and correspondingly, her struggle and pain also began to slowly weaken.Her limbs began to turn cold, and signs of life were withdrawn from her body little by little.She was ignorant of everything, and the call for death echoed repeatedly in her mind.

Suddenly, all the pain disappeared completely, but Rong Jiu didn't respond at all, lying on the ground tiredly, his face pale, his bloodless lips opened helplessly, if it wasn't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, it would have looked like a dead man.

And she really didn't recover.If you can observe carefully, you can find that her lips are moving weakly, and if you distinguish carefully, you can read the sentence "Kill me".

She felt that she had disconnected from her physical body.

Maybe, she could really die.

As soon as this idea came out, she even felt a little relieved.Although people live to suffer and suffer, the pain is too much.

So be it.

Just when her consciousness gradually lost, a little warmth came from her cold body, as if someone hugged her into her arms.Then, a cold liquid poured in from between her lips and teeth, and slid down her throat, where the pain immediately eased.That liquid deftly turned into tens of thousands of veins, dispersed into every one of her blood vessels, quickly healed the pain and burning still attached to her bones, and also brought her consciousness back.

She opened her eyes slowly.

Snape's face appeared in her line of sight, his brows were furrowed, and his dark eyes were full of worry and concern.

"Professor..." She subconsciously opened her mouth, her hoarse and weak voice made her stunned, and the deep pain just now seemed to return to her body in an instant.

Snape's eyes reflected her frightened and shivering expression, his fingers tightly clutched her robe, but his voice was very soft: "It's okay, Jiu."

Seeing the light in her pupils gather little by little, Snape's heart also relaxed little by little.He gently lifted Rong Jiu up a bit, so that he could kneel on the ground and bow his head: "Thank you for your generosity, master."

Rong Jiu finally came back to his senses completely, struggled to get out of Snape's embrace, followed his example, knelt there: "Thank you, Lord Dark Lord."

"Even so, are you still willing to join the Death Eaters?" Voldemort asked gently, as if he wasn't the one who tortured Rong Jiu just now.

Rong Jiu shivered.Her bones are still brittle now, although the kneeling posture is not pretty, but she knows that she doesn't have the strength to stand up by herself.

All of this is thanks to the person in front of me.

He was also like this just now, with a friendly tone, smiling and smiling, like a kind elder, and the moment he made a move, he even maintained that expression, as if it was not an unforgivable curse, but a "Hello".

"I am willing." She fell on the ground and replied hoarsely.

"Oh?"

Voldemort crouched in front of her, lifting her chin with a cold finger.

That's not the temperature a "human" should have.

"Aren't you scared, little girl?" Voldemort forced Rong Jiu to look at him, still asking softly.

Rong Jiu's mind was in a trance for a while, and his spirit lost control at that moment.

"afraid."

"Then why join the Death Eaters?"

"I want to be with the professor."

Voldemort froze for a moment, then raised his head with interest: "Oh... Severus?"

"She is my lover."

Rong Jiu regained control of her brain in an instant, turned her head in disbelief, and looked at the professor beside her.Although he was kneeling on the ground, his back was straight and his black hair was messed up on his face, but he couldn't hide his resolute expression.

In an instant, tears welled up in Rong Jiu's eyes.

Voldemort glanced back and forth between the two, taking in their expressions.

He doesn't believe in anyone, he only believes in his own strength and means.Therefore, he believed that under such a weak condition, his Legilimency would not make any mistakes, and what the girl said was absolutely true.

Has nothing to do with Dumbledore?

Voldemort's interest receded a little.He hoped that it was a more interesting reason, even if it was a false surrender, or a fanatical supporter of the bloodline, but it turned out to be so boring, just a romantic relationship?

"Severus, Severus." Voldemort laughed and stood up, "It's quite charming! It seems that our family is really going to have one more person."

Snape let out a sigh of relief, reached out to help Rong Jiu up, so that she could lean on him.

"Hold out your hand," said Voldemort.

The person behind visibly tensed up.

Rong Jiu didn't know why, but she obediently stretched out her hand.Because her body was still weak, the hand was trembling and stretched out halfway, and it was about to fall weakly. The person behind him promptly supported her, and then gently rolled up the sleeves for her, revealing her thin and fair arms.

Voldemort held out his wand and pressed it.

It was as if a flame was burning on her arm, which made her almost retract her arm, but was firmly held by the person behind her.She looked at where the wand was, and a sudden realization dawned on her.

Sure enough, as the burning sensation deepened, a black pattern gradually appeared on her arm, with a skull spitting out a snake, which was the Death Eater mark on Snape's hand.

"Death Eaters welcome you," said Voldemort, smiling.

In an instant, Rong Jiu's IQ went online, and she recalled what Dumbledore and Snape had told her about the rules of the Death Eaters.She cleverly broke free from Snape's support, knelt at Voldemort's feet, and kissed the hem of his robe.A sense of humiliation welled up in her heart, but she quickly swallowed it down.

"Master," she whispered.

"Very good, very good." Voldemort helped her up with his own hands, and the cold temperature passed through the robe, and she shivered again.Fortunately, Voldemort let go of his hand quickly.

"You are Harry Potter's treasure." He said softly, "I value you very much, Cassiopeia."

Rong Jiu lowered her head, not knowing how to start a conversation.

"I have one thing that has something to do with me and with Harry Potter," Voldemort continued. "I need it, but I can't get it. Only the person concerned can take it from there...then Only Harry Potter can get it."

"Go and bring it here, bring it to me," said Voldemort meaningfully. "You can do it, can't you?"

The author has something to say:

Ouch my old arms and legs almost fell apart today.

Tomorrow's update will still be relatively late...

orz wrote this chapter so hard, I don’t know how to write that feeling, in fact, I think I still can’t write that feeling...

In the original book, not everyone can become a Death Eater.Of course, in fact, Xiao Jiu didn't have this qualification, if she hadn't appeared in the second part of the Triwizard Tournament.

In fact, old V was digging a hole for Harry, deliberately marking Xiao Jiu as a Death Eater so early.

Don't scold me QAQ, I'm trying very hard to create an old V!But I'm sorry I'm not perverted enough...