A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Snape did not follow this story further, because Baldwin's virus and the life and death of Muggles were not important in his eyes.

It was indeed for Lily, the name that would always be engraved in his heart, that he would devote himself to this dangerous spy game.

He would be immersed in his own emotional whirlpool, that kind of hidden pain and helplessness, which could only be briefly released when he concocted the potion.

But that doesn't mean he will blindly follow Dumbledore's every decision. His loyalty is based on personal conviction rather than unconditional obedience.

"The headmaster hopes to develop a magic potion to cure the snake-man virus." Snape looked at his students and said softly: "Before the start of the semester, members of the Order of the Phoenix frequently traveled to the east coast, including Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom."

“But the Dark Lord and his men never fight head-on, they use the Serpent Man as a shield and surround the Headmaster as a pawn in their war.

Dumbledore was unwilling to hurt the snake man, so he had to return without success. "He sighed softly, his eyes showing a kind of exhaustion that could not be concealed.

"Unless we can completely eradicate the Snake virus, the Order's actions will always be restricted. The Ministry of Magic and those pure-blood families have unanimously agreed on a secret proposal: any Snake found in the UK will be immediately executed Execution."

Rogge was secretly surprised and couldn't help but take a breath of air. He was surprised by the Ministry of Magic's decisive approach, which was far from his impression of the Ministry's cautious approach.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It's so vigorous and resolute, it doesn't look like the Ministry of Magic."

"The request of the Muggle Prime Minister." Snape answered without any emotion. "Although the Secrecy Law requires wizards to keep a distance from the Muggle world, it is not completely isolated. Ordinary Muggles have no right to know our existence, but some Muggles have no right to know our existence. Gua has the right to know.”

He briefly introduced the current situation, followed by a period of silence, waiting for Rogge to respond.

"I need time." Rogge thought for a moment and responded seriously: "Snake people and Blood Warcraft people are not exactly the same. I don't know to what extent Baldwin modified the virus."

He paused and then said: "In addition, we also need an independent laboratory, preferably far away from the British mainland to avoid danger caused by leakage."

Snape nodded slightly, with a satisfied smile on his face. He was pleased with his student's determination and dedication.

As a wizard of the Travis family, Rogge has always unswervingly demonstrated his pure-blood stance from the moment he stepped into Hogwarts.

His reason, his talent, and his love for magic were all things Snape admired. In this turbulent era, Rogge's firm attitude and wise choices undoubtedly brought solid strength to the peace of the magical world.

Snape recalled some of Rogge's past. He had helped Malfoy, beaten Gryffindor, and even passed house point regulations to restrict Dumbledore's bad behavior of adding points at will.

Despite this, neither the principal nor other professors could deny that Rogge was a capable and good wizard.

Hmm... In addition to his really bad personality, he is also unswerving in the pursuit of interests.

Dumbledore had tried to teach him and free him from pureblood prejudice. But after the Dobby incident, he had realized that Rogge's pure-blood background was deep-rooted and could not be changed.

Rogge's worldview is based on a primitive logic of strength and weakness, and he is used to looking down on other magical creatures as a master. When a house elf acts as a servant, he is affectionate and generous.

However, once aliens appear among them, they try to act beyond their own identities. Rogge will use cruel methods without mercy, and will not hesitate to use blood and death to maintain the order in his heart.

Although Snape did not agree with some of Rogge's actions, he could not deny that Rogge's firmness and determination may be one of the strengths that Dumbledore and Harry need most in the current situation.

Only cruelty can bring out the value of kindness. Blind tolerance will give the weak unrealistic illusions.

He was convinced that without his request, Rogge would never take the initiative to research the antidote. He would wait until the number of Muggles dropped to a low enough level that wizards had to take more of the interest, and then he would start working on an antidote.

This is in the interest of Travis, the Ministry of Magic, and the wizarding world.

In that case, wizards will become the saviors of the world. Even when Dumbledore was in his prime, he could not stop the common demands of all wizards in the wizarding world.

"I have already discussed this with Albus." Snape continued, "You can use the portkey to conduct research outside the school." As he said this, he picked up a quill and wrote down the address on the paper: the end of Spider Alley. .

"There is a complete set of potion equipment there, which is basically brand new." He frowned, as if thinking about something, and then added: "Don't delay your classes during the day. I hope you can take the exam next June. I got O (excellent) grades in all subjects.”

Rogge's eyes immediately lit up when he heard that he could leave school at night. Compared to the power of a prefect, he was more excited about the privilege of being able to travel freely outside the school.

"Teacher, don't worry!" Rogge quickly took the note and door key, his voice full of determination.

"In addition, the principal hopes to develop an antidote before Christmas." He sighed, as if he was placing all his expectations and pressure on Rogge's shoulders, "I have other things to do and can't help you. "

Rogge didn't react for a while and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Snape did not answer immediately, but rolled up his sleeves. A flick of his wand released the enchantment covering the Dark Mark. With Voldemort's return, the Dark Mark looked even more eerie and terrifying, as if a thick black mist was slowly flowing through the lines.

Although Rogge already knew the teacher's identity, he still showed a hint of surprise: "Dark Mark? Teacher, are you a Death Eater like my uncle Buck?"

"Half, half." Snape held the wand, looked into Roger's calm eyes, and then waved it gently.

In the blink of an eye, a warning spell was placed around the dungeon to prevent anyone from eavesdropping on their upcoming conversation.

"In 1978, after I graduated, I joined the Dark Lord and became a member of the Death Eaters. You may not believe that I did this just to learn more dark magic." There was no emotion in Snape's voice. , as if telling a story that has nothing to do with him.

Rogge nodded slightly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. He was thinking that if the teacher had not been involved in the war between Voldemort and Dumbledore, maybe he would have achieved higher achievements. His name may leave a more glorious mark in the history of magic, and he will become a milestone in potions.

However, history has no ifs, and Snape chose to sacrifice to redeem his regrets.

"In the Pig's Head Bar, I unexpectedly heard a prophecy that affected my life." Snape's tone was indescribably heavy, but he still decided to tell Roger everything he knew. "It was originally an ordinary game." Professor’s interview, no one paid much attention at first.”

"In fact, it was difficult for Hogwarts to find a suitable professor for the Divination class at the time, and the course almost faced the fate of being cancelled. After receiving Trelawney's application, Dumbledore decided to meet her in person so that Make the final decision.”

"Before that, he didn't know Trelawney. But as the great-great-granddaughter of Cassandra, the real prophet, Dumbledore believed that she inherited the abilities of her ancestors."

"Ha." Snape chuckled with unknown meaning. The conversation he overheard back then was still vivid in his mind. "She claims to be a diviner, but in fact, she is more like a liar. At least 90% of the time may be."

"Just when Dumbledore was about to reject her, Professor Trelawney suddenly made a prophecy." His tone suddenly became serious, and a shadow flashed in his eyes. "I only heard the first half of the prophecy before Dumbledore kicked me out."

"I think he knew from the beginning that I was there and who I was working for. He just didn't anticipate that Trelawny really had the gift of a prophet." Snape's voice was full of pain and regret.

He recalled that fateful night, the half-prophecy he overheard, and the decisions that followed.

Now, he blamed himself with a slightly painful expression: "Then, I made a decision that I will regret for the rest of my life. I told the Dark Lord about the prophecy I heard."

He secretly clenched his fists and his breathing became heavy. "Rogg, if the person you love is about to be executed by the Dark Lord, what will you do?" He looked directly into Rogg's eyes and asked.

Rogge answered without hesitation: "Save her! Or, kill the Dark Lord."

"Yes, I think so too." Snape nodded, his tone becoming more nervous: "I went to beg the Dark Lord, and he promised not to kill Lily."

"I also secretly found Dumbledore and begged him to protect Lily."

"Harry's mother?" Roger whispered Lily's identity.

Snape was stunned for a second, then nodded stiffly.

"The Dark Lord told me that he did not kill her. However, Lily still died. In the second-floor room in Godric's Hollow, Harry was the only one who survived." His voice was full of sadness and weakness, that was The past he can never erase is also the mistake he can never forgive himself for.

"The Boy Who Lived, the Son of the Prophecy..." His waist was bent in pain, and he put his arms on his legs and continued: "Lily's son, Harry... Potter."

He raised his head, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Because of this incident, I decided to be loyal to Dumbledore. Many Death Eaters were arrested because of my betrayal."

"Roger, maybe you look down on me, right?" Snape looked at his student and smiled helplessly.

Rogge shook his head firmly, his eyes full of respect and understanding: "Teacher, it would have been better if you had been stronger at that time."

His answer was not what Snape expected, but it also gave him some comfort.

"Yeah, if I were stronger..." Snape muttered softly, his suppressed voice full of regret: "Oh, the past is the past. After the Dark Lord returns, I need to become a Death Eater again. "

"The principal's order?"

"It's not an order." Snape said immediately, "It's what I asked for. Albus, sometimes you are too indecisive."

"He didn't know about my betrayal and thought I was still spying on Dumbledore for him. Perhaps he had doubted me, but he had no evidence and no more suitable candidate."

"Actually, I am a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Snape took a deep breath and told his biggest secret, his eyes filled with pride.

There was a sense of honor in his voice, a heartfelt gratitude to Dumbledore for accepting him again.

Rogge sighed secretly in his heart. Although he admired Snape's loyalty and sacrifice, he still suspected that he was being used by the principal CPU... no, PUA.

Snape continued to explain his mission: "I need to monitor the Dark Lord's actions and provide him with information about Dumbledore. In addition, Harry needs to learn an additional spell: Occlumency."

"The scar on his forehead contains the remnant soul of the Dark Lord. So until he learns Occlumency, you'd better not have too much contact with him." He warned in a low voice.

Rogge was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Snape to trust him so much and tell everything about such an important matter.

"This spell is very simple for some wizards." He stared at Rogge meaningfully, as if referring to his students specifically, "The elementary Occlumency technique is to clear one's emotions and thoughts, and let Others use Legilimency to read a blank."

He compared it: "It's like a gambler around the card table, who will cover his expression with a scarf and giant glasses to prevent his opponents from discovering his trump card."

"However, a more advanced approach is to deliberately expose flaws and let your opponent read everything exactly. Who would doubt your own ideas?"

Rogge smiled slightly and immediately understood what the teacher meant: "It means having two faces at the same time. He can only see the information I want him to see."

"That's right, I hope Harry can be as smart as you." Snape said with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "This way I can have less things to do and help you advance the research on the antidote."

Hearing the teacher's fantasy, Roger secretly said to himself: "You are worrying too much. It's not that Harry is not smart, but he can't manage two faces. His thoughts are even too active, and he can't even keep his mind blank at the elementary level. "

However, he was quite satisfied with the abilities that Harry was about to show. Because the busier Snape was, the more he was able to delay the antidote's appearance.

Although the principal hopes to produce the antidote before Christmas, as the potion master, he is the key player in controlling the function and output of the antidote.

Snape hesitated for a moment, and finally asked for the principal: "How much do you know about Ariana?"

"She... came from fertile soil."

"I know that the Dumbledore family is in Godric's Hollow..." Snape suddenly thought of something and his words stopped abruptly, a flash of realization flashed in his eyes.

As far as he knew, the headmaster's home was in Godric's Hollow, but Rogge actually said that Ariana was from Fertile Land. This difference is the important reason for Ariana's return.

"I understand." Snape nodded and immediately rushed to the principal's office.

Because there are fewer elective courses, Roger has more free time to arrange his morning activities. He planned to build a vehicle to serve as a mobile potion research institute.