Hogwarts of a certain magic

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"You are two hours and seven minutes late, Severus."

Standing in the mountains, Voldemort played with a magic wand with his pale left hand.

He looked into the distance, where his vision was wide and he could see a brightly lit area.

Voldemort exclaimed silently, the silhouette of the castle against the sky in the distance.

The unique spire of Hogwarts shines with the mysterious light of wisdom in the dark summer night.

That's the treasure trove, he thought.

That was also his once home, buried the most important memory of his youth.

But he could not enter.

In the past few decades, it was because of an old man... and another young man was added tonight.

Dumbledore will eventually grow old, in fact, he is already old; but Stark, who was born, is only sixteen years old.

This gave Voldemort an inexplicable sense of urgency.

"Why did you choose the meeting place here, master?" Snape humbled on the ground.

"It's too close to Hogwarts. Those people are searching for you. If Dumbledore finds out..."

"Do you think I'm afraid of Dumbledore?" Voldemort's red eyes flashed coldly.

"No, after you resurrected tonight, Master, Dumbledore has been worried all the time. He is afraid of your resurrection... he is old!"

"I can't see that he is scared, otherwise how dare I be assured that the mudblood of Stark will appear alone at my resurrection banquet." Voldemort snorted.

"Why, you didn't bring Dumbledore and Stark to arrest me, you came alone?

I thought there would be an ambush here."

"I have always been your person, from beginning to end." Snape became more humble.

"Back then, you ordered me to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where to spy on Albus Dumbledore... you forgot?"

"Yeah, follow my orders... I have been staying for more than ten years. I didn't see it, you are a loyal servant." Voldemort sneered.

"If you are so loyal, why haven't you come to me for so many years? Come to save your poor master?

Look up and look into my eyes!"

Voldemort said coldly.

Snape raised his head, black pupils looking at the magical red eyes.

He knew that Voldemort was already taking his mind to determine whether he was lying.

"I thought you... At the time, everyone thought that... you were dead." Snape said sincerely.

"I did something wrong, I shouldn't doubt your ability, and I don't want to justify or cover it up, but this is the situation..."

"Yes, Everly, Yaxley, Carlos, Greyback, Lucius..."

Voldemort's red eyes, that flat, snake-like face, pale shimmering in the dark.

"And many others...you all think so, thinking that the great Dark Lord is dead, killed by a little baby.

Even if I tell you repeatedly, I have gone further than anyone on the road to death.

But none of you believe it!

You let me down!

Heartbroken!!"

Snape screamed, and he rolled on the ground begging for mercy in pain.

But Voldemort didn't mean to stop. He enjoyed the torture very much, and even this spellcasting had tortured Malfoy more than before...more than anyone else.

Because Snape... was late!

When the Dark Lord summoned his servant, Snape didn't rush to him immediately...for this alone, he should die!

But Voldemort still wanted to hear Snape's explanation. If he can't bring surprises, the benevolent Dark Lord, don't mind giving him a "surprise".

"Four years ago, why did you prevent me from getting the Philosopher's Stone?" he asked.

Snape wailed:

"I didn't know it was you at first. At that time, all I saw was the greedy and incompetent Quirrell, who wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

I admit, I tried my best to stop him.

But you didn't find me, even if you just revealed a little plan to me, I would try my best to steal the magic stone for you!"

"Do you know why I didn't tell you? Know why I am so weak, and would rather share a body with a mediocre wizard than expose myself to an old servant?"

Voldemort stared into Snape's eyes and raised his voice slightly.

"Because I don't know you can't be trusted, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that you will become Dumbledore's running dog from a faithful Death Eater!

I didn't dare to believe you at the time, so four years later, you tell me, why should I believe you!"

Voldemort did not step on Snape's hair, but on his back.

"Even if you feel that the Dark Mark is burning when I am resurrected, you can rush to my side immediately... I can convince myself at this time to try to trust you.

But you don't!"

"Yes, I will be back in two hours, Master." Snape said loudly.

"I came back at Dumbledore's orders."

"What, did you come back following Dumbledore's words?" Voldemort was furious.

"Yes, Master." Snape endured the pain. "I was late, but after waiting for two hours, in just two hours, I promised that I could continue to stay at Hogwarts. spy!"

Voldemort stared at Snape without speaking.

"Now, Dumbledore thinks I am his." Snape said quickly.

"I am constantly reporting information about him and the Order of the Phoenix!"

"Order of the Phoenix!" Voldemort roared.

"Yes, earlier tonight, Dumbledore had issued the Order of the Phoenix and restarted the Order of the Phoenix!" Snape brought the first piece of information.

"As expected," Voldemort said with disdain."Go on!"

"During those months, the Dark Mark became clearer and clearer, and I knew you were going to make a comeback, and all the Death Eaters knew about it!" Snape continued to explain.

"I have enough time to think about where to go and plan what to do next.

I still remember your order!

But I can’t get in touch with you, so I can only make my own claim. I think...as long as Dumbledore’s trust is gained, there will be more benefits.

I succeeded, he really thought I was his person..."

Voldemort said in his high-pitched, clear voice, "So, what important information do you bring to me?"

"All the information about Dumbledore in the past sixteen years." Snape said immediately.

"This is indeed a valuable meeting ceremony..." Voldemort nodded.

"anything else?"

"Crouch has been arrested, and the house elf Sparkle. His plan was seen through by Stark.

Therefore, Stark will appear at your resurrection party tonight."

"A loyal servant, it's a pity...too bad." Voldemort said coldly.

A dead servant is worthless.Even if he is loyal.

"I have another important piece of information."

"what?"

Snape whispered: "Dumbledore and Minister Fudge have parted ways. Fudge doesn't believe you are back.

Before long, I think Fudge will interfere with Hogwarts next semester.

Dumbledore will be overwhelmed and will not have time to deal with us."

Voldemort smiled. This was the first time he smiled after seeing Snape.

"Yes, this is the first good news I heard today. The other servants are useless except regret."

Snape was expressionless, but he was relieved in his heart.

This means... he passed the test tonight.

Voldemort trusted him again.

After a moment of silence, Voldemort said suddenly: "Severus, you are a potion master, in this respect, you are more proficient than me.

You help me take a look at the injury of my arm."

Snape was taken aback.

Voldemort opened his sleeves, and his right hand, which had been covering it, was poisoned and black.

Snape whispered the spell and pointed his wand at the wrist, but the wound on his arm did not heal.

Stormy waves suddenly threw up in his heart, remembering that in the morning, a lot of shit came to him and asked for a series of potions.

The one in Voldemort is obviously a new type of mixed poison.

"I don't know the type of poison, and it can't be cured. I can only temporarily contain the toxin in one hand..." Snape shook his head.

Voldemort did not expect Snape to heal immediately.

He stared into Snape's eyes and said suddenly, "Severus, you begged me to spare the mudblood—Lily Potter's life.

But I killed her in the end, you won't blame me, will you?"

Snape looked into Voldemort's eyes, and his tone didn't waver: "Master, it's just a mudblood!

Dead... just dead.

I have forgotten that mudblood."

Voldemort kept staring at Snape's eyes, and after a long time, he smiled:

"Very well, I now give you a task.

Get the antidote for me from Stark!"

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