Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The sound of the cedar hedge blurred the footsteps of two men, and suddenly, on their right, they made a sandy sound, and Axley pulled out the wand, lifted the top of his companion's head and pointed at where the sound was coming from, but he quickly let go of the wand, which was nothing more than a white peacock walking high and wide at the top of the hedge.

“Huh, Peacock! Lucius always makes himself too comfortable!” Axley said disdainfully.

He snorted heavily for the rest of his life, shoving his wand back into the cloak.

Snape didn't say anything, he came here many times and of course knew what the style of the estate was.

At the end of the road, a royal mansion flashed out of the pitch-black night and downstairs lit a window of diamonds.

In a pitch-black courtyard, there is a splendid fountain sprinkling water.

Snape and Axley quickly walked to the front door and the rubble snapped beneath their feet.

As soon as they approached, the door opened, although no one was behind it to open it.

The hallway facing the hall is wide, dimly lit but luxuriously decorated, with magnificent carpets on stone floors, all decorated with gold wire. The walls and columns on both sides are embedded with shredded gems, and the lights illuminate and glow in the shadows.

The pale statues on the walls looked at Snape and Axley without turning a blind eye as they made their way through the corridor.

The two men stopped in front of the thick wooden door leading to the next house and breathed calmly, after which Snape turned the copper handle.

The lounge was filled with gorgeous long tables, all silent.

The furniture in the room is piled to the wall at will, and the flame of the bear in the marble fireplace is the only source of light in the room, not enough to illuminate the whole room, with a gold-plated mirror above the fireplace.

Snape and Axley stayed at the door for a while, and when their eyes adapted to the faint light, a very strange scene attracted them: an unscrupulous person hung over the table, slowly spinning, as if an invisible rope was helping him, and he reflected in the mirror and the rugged table. However, no one in the room saw him, except for a pale young man, who sat almost right under him, as if he couldn't help but look up at him every few minutes.

“Axley, Snape!” There's a cold voice coming from the table, "you're going to be late! ”

The person who spoke sat directly in front of the fireplace, so the two people who had just arrived seemed to be only able to identify his contours implicitly.

They came a few steps closer and finally saw his glowing face in the dark.

It was a face without hair, like a snake, so pale, so pale like a pearl.

His nostrils are a thin line, as are the pupils in the scarlet eyes.

Not sure if it's an illusion or a flashing fire in the back fireplace, and those scarlet eyes seem to be flashing red too.

Yes, unusual red light!

Snape thinks it's too fitting to describe the recent state of the Dark Lord with an anomaly, and he's becoming less and less like a human wizard.

Voldemort is more like a monster, although he was a monster before, but it's two completely different concepts.

One has gone through countless chaotic dark magic experiments, but is essentially a human black wizard; the other is... Snape is not sure what word to use to describe Voldemort's current state, perhaps as Ivan Mason said, Voldemort is merging with the evil god, and he himself is becoming an evil god.

Evil God, a terrible magical monster parasituated in the shadow of the void.

Under Voldemort's spacious black robe that will cover your entire body, what is the scene?!

Snape can be sure that he once followed his cuffs and seemed to see some sort of strange inhuman organ...

To think of it, he was rushing to use brain closure, and Voldemort's cold voice sounded at the same time.

“Severus, sit here!” Voldemort pointed to the seat right next to him, "Axley, sitting next to Dolokhov. ”

The two men sat in the designated position, and most of the eyes at the table followed Snape, and Voldemort spoke to him first.

“How's it going? ”

“Master, the Phoenix intends to move Harry Potter out of his current safe house next Saturday evening. ”

The people at the table are obviously interested: some straighten up, some can't seem to sit down, all staring at Snape and Voldemort with their eyes.

“Saturday… evening.” Voldemort repeated, his horrible red eyes staring dead at Snape's black eyes, so sharp, several people next to him hurriedly looked elsewhere, seemingly worried that the brutal eyes would burn themselves.

Snape stared silently at Voldemort's face, and a moment later Voldemort's lipless mouth twisted into a strange smile.

“Okay, good, this information comes from...”

“From the source we talked about.” Snape said emotionally.

“Master. ”

Axley looked over at Voldemort and Snape at the end of the long table and everyone turned to him.

“Master, I hear different intelligence.” Axley waited, but Voldemort did not speak, and he continued to say, “Derex, the arrogant, according to him, was only transferred on the night before he reached the age of 17, on the 30th. ”

Snape smiled slightly, as if Axley would have said long ago.

“The people who gave me the information told me that they planned to disseminate some false information, which is certainly true. Without a doubt, this is not the first time Derex has been subjected to a confusion spell. He is famous for his unstable position, and the people of the Phoenix Society know that they deliberately let him leak the news. ”

“I assure you, my lord, Derex seems confident.” Axley said hastily.

“If he gets the confusion curse, he's naturally pretty sure.” Snape said, "I assure you, Axley, that the Aurora office will no longer play any role in covering up Harry Potter, that the Phoenix believes our people have entered the Ministry of Magic, that they do not believe in it at all, and that they do not cooperate with Rufus Scringer. ”

“But...”

“My intel tells me that Skringer had intended to work with Harry Potter and Ivan Mason, but they broke down.” Snape slowly said, turning to Voldemort, "this happened at Dumbledore's funeral, and since then there has been no contact between the Phoenix Society and the Ministry of Magic, my lord! ”

Voldemort did not answer, and he turned his eyes to the slowly spinning body above his head, seemingly lost in thought.