[HP] Can you be gentle with me

Snape didn't answer, but stepped forward first, suppressed the disgust in his heart, took the letter from the creature's feet, and spread it out.

"He wants us to come over, Tahlia, the letter says there are two of us," he said as quietly as possible. "He said that he has something very important to tell..." Turning around, he handed over the letter.Not surprisingly, Tahlia's expression became gloomy after reading the letter, and her actions became more cautious. She nodded slowly, and then took a few steps forward.

Snape wasn't in the mood to complain that Tahlia was only willing to approach him now at such times, he just knew that if they didn't move as soon as they received the message, the consequences would definitely be dire.

He also nodded, and then reached out and grabbed Tahlia's left arm. It seemed that Tahlia was too lazy to apparate by himself, so these days, as long as they received the message, the job of apparating people fell on him, and Tahlia herself, just needs to be pulled, nothing to do.

How could Snape have objected when Tahlia brought this up and said that she needed to focus on what really mattered instead of Apparating?Considering that this is the only contact they have had these days... Although this situation is still far from what he hoped for.

Of course, that didn't make him happy that they were about to meet the Dark Lord.

That's right.

When they stood together in the dilapidated wooden house, looking at the disgusting body on the sofa, and besides the young man who was trembling but looking at the object on the sofa with crazy adoring eyes, all the cells in Snape's body Everyone is clamoring to get out of here.

Unexpectedly, it was not only he and Tahlia who were called this time, but also Professor Quirrell beside him. Of course, he would not regard a small pale man in the corner as the same as him and Tahlia.

Even if Pettigrew was barely on their side right now, he was nowhere near Tahlia.

Tahlia would have been willing to be a spy in the first place, not just for her life.

"You don't seem very happy, Severus…"

Snape came back to his senses in an instant, and spoke flatly. "Forgive me, my master...I don't wish for you to regain your strength..."

The thing on the couch chuckled in a way that only creeped Snape.After a while, he said. "Soon...Severus...soon..." looked aside. "Our dear Mr. Quirrell has given us quite a bit of information—and guess what... my dear girl?"

"Please tell me, master." Tahlia lowered her head slightly and said.

Voldemort laughed a few more times. "He... told me that not all the Philosopher's Stones in this... world have been destroyed, Tahlia."

Tahlia jerked her head up. "You mean—"

"I need this stone."

Tahlia's eyes widened.

Magic stone.

She glanced at Quirrell.

If Voldermort really got the Philosopher's Stone, things would be complicated... No, maybe he should be given the Philosopher's Stone... Isn't their purpose now to restore him to a level where he can be killed?

"Lord." Thinking, she spoke. "In the information Quirinus gave you, is there any possible location of the Philosopher's Stone?"

"You...would ask this, so you must have...sure in your heart, Tahlia?" Voldemort said with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Tahlia nods. "No matter where that thing is, I will send it to you."

"No, you don't need to...send it to me..." Voldemort shook his head slowly. "I want you...to Severus..."

"Lord?" Tahlia couldn't hold back her doubts, and cast a puzzled look at Snape, who was looking at herself in the same way.

"This is...the reason why I want you all...to come...Voldemort seems to be getting tired gradually, his speech is no longer as smooth as before, and the mid-sentences are becoming more and more obvious. "I...need...Severus...use That thing...makes..."

"We understand, Lord," Tahlia said.

Voldemort closed his eyes and nodded slowly.It seemed he was well aware that Tahlia understood exactly what he was trying to say. "I'm tired...Pettigrew...tomorrow...continue tomorrow..."

Peter, who was originally staying in the corner without daring to make a sound, immediately moved over, carefully picked up the object containing Voldemort's incomplete soul, and walked into the small room inside.

"Quirinus, you have done a great job." Tahlia said after Peter's figure disappeared behind the door.

"Of course." The corners of Quirrell's mouth curled up, and his body stopped trembling. "I'm honored to be able to participate in Lord's plan this time..." Especially after this plan is successful, Lord regains his strength, and his status in front of Lord will also rise sharply.

"Indeed." Tahlia smirked. "As long as it's helpful to the Lord, we should all do our best, shouldn't we, Snape?"

Snape was called on and nodded grimly.

Even if the Dark Lord hadn't finished speaking just now, he knew what he wanted to say, and of course, Tahlia knew it too.

The Dark Lord asked himself, using the Philosopher's Stone, to research a potion that would restore his strength...or even regain his body.

He is sure that he can do it. It should be said that he is sure that he can do it. After all, he has successfully made a potion to get rid of the soul tablet in little Potter's body before. As long as he is given time, he is sure that he can research it.

The question is, how much time is the Dark Lord willing to give him?

Apparently Tahlia was on the same page as him.

"Snape," she called flatly, continuing after he looked over. "You should know that with the Sorcerer's Stone, you can research potions... If you want to bypass me, act without authorization, and intend to claim credit, you should know the consequences..."

"I totally understand." Snape darkened and nodded slowly.

He knew the hidden meaning in Tahlia's words.

Although what she said to herself seemed to be warning him not to try to take credit for her, he could hear what she was really trying to express, and that was how Tahlia had spoken to him in the days before, when He ignored it and couldn't hear it, but it doesn't mean that he will continue to be stupid now.

Tahlia would get the Philosopher's Stone as soon as possible and give it to him so he could study it, but never tell the Dark Lord that he would always think that Tahlia hadn't gotten it yet...

Even if the Dark Lord got impatient because of it, it wouldn't be him, but Tahlia.

Just thinking about it made Snape feel strangely unhappy.

It should be him standing in front of Tahlia and taking the pain for him, not like now... He still can't do anything about this situation, the fact is that the Dark Lord is very satisfied with Tahlia, and this kind of delaying tactic can only be done by Tahlia.

He is absolutely useless.I laughed at myself in my heart, yes, even now, she is still trying her best to protect him... He doesn't understand why she continues to do this now──

If Tahlia doesn't care about him anymore, there's no point in keeping himself safe, is there?

It made him feel like he wasn't out of chance...but why was their relationship with each other still stuck at an awkward point?

"Quirinus, I heard that you are going to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor when you go back to school, right?" Snape pulled out of his thoughts, only to find that the two people beside him were already sitting on the sofa, waiting for the Dark Lord to wake up again. They chatted casually.

He walked over pretending to be natural and sat down stiffly.

He kept telling himself in his heart that it didn't matter, there was no need for Tahlia to call himself...

"I didn't expect you to hear about it too... That's right, you always know a lot." Quirrell nodded knowingly. "No wonder the Lord has always trusted you the most, Tahlia...but Dumbledore is really old-fashioned, isn't he?" He suddenly laughed nervously. "He never imagined that some of us had sneaked into the school..."

"You've got to find a way to break the curse on that position first, Quirrell." Snape shot him a glare and said coldly.

"I didn't know you were such a superstitious person, Snape." Quirrell glanced at Snape, wondering if he was really not afraid of Snape's stare, and said quite indifferently. "Do you think I'm the same as those idiots before?" The tone was also full of disdain. "Now the Lord himself chose me—"

Of course he was the same as those fools before him. Snape gave him a blank look in his mind.With the remaining things in his mind that can barely be called knowledge, just like every previous professor, he couldn't say anything profound at all, if it wasn't for Tahlia who still refused to agree to Dumbledore's every year and asked her to transfer If so, which round will you get this person?

"Until then, I don't dare to judge, Quirrell." Snape smirked. "Good luck."

"you!"

"Don't be noisy." Tahlia frowned and said, although the voice was not loud and flat, but it made both of them shut up instantly. "Do you think the Lord would want us to hold each other back?" The final tone turned harsh, and Quirrell even subconsciously shook his body. "I know why the Lord wants all three of us here...I'm sure he'll tell us the same thing tomorrow..." Turning to Snape. "You know your reason... and I roughly guessed why he called me—"

"What is it?"

"It's not hard to guess, Snape...if he knew where the stone was, why didn't Pettigrew get it?" Tahlia asked flatly. "Or, Quirinus... you are the source of information, wouldn't it be better for you to get it?" Sneered. "The answer is simple, we know where that thing is, but neither of you can easily get in, except... I—" This time, he looked at Quirrell. "So, based on the conclusions, can I guess...the location of the Philosopher's Stone is Gringotts? Quirinus?"

Quirrell opened his mouth wide unconsciously, staring blankly at Tahlia.

she smiles. "It seems that I was right." After a pause, he continued. "No one is more familiar with the interior of Gringotts than I am. In particular, my friendship with those goblins is much better than yours. That's why the Lord also called me."

That's right, that's why she's here, and definitely not some boring reason that she's the Lord's most powerful subordinate.

No matter what the plan is, the fewer people who know about it, the safer it is, especially Voldemort can't really trust anyone, so, unless necessary, his plan has always been known only to the minimum number of people, that is, those who participated in his plan The people here are indispensable in it, or have their uses.

Voldemort would not have involved her in this incident if she hadn't been a Gringotts spellbreaker before.

Although everyone thought that Voldemort trusted her the most, she clearly knew that was not the case.

She just happened to be doing well and Voldemort had a higher tolerance for her than the others.

Tahlia raised one corner of her mouth, leaned back on the back of the sofa, and spoke.

"It seems that I have to get in touch with my old club, doesn't it?"