Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1738 Queen of Hell (9)

   "Come and take a look, Severus."

  Voldemort stood on the edge of a cliff and said to the young Snape that the night wind was blowing on his robe, which looked like smoke.

   "Yes, Master." Snape said cautiously, and walked to a place half a step behind Voldemort.

   "What did you see?" Voldemort asked.

   "A Muggle city." Snape said, looking at the brightly lit buildings not far away.

  "Do you want to hear my opinion?" Voldemort asked, but he actually didn't want Severus' answer so much, and said to himself, "Do you know why we haven't exposed it so far?"

   "Please tell me, master."

   "They won't tell anyone that they have been attacked by witchcraft." Voldemort smiled and said, "It is important for them to deny magic and witchcraft."

  Young Snape was a little confused.

"Although you grew up in a Muggle family, you don't seem to know them very well." Voldemort narrowed his smile. "The way they live has changed a lot compared with the Middle Ages. They know that they take a bath every day, keep the environment clean, and no longer live like pigs. In the mud-filled city, it looks like a lot of civilization."

   "But they were wrong." Snape said immediately.

   "What's wrong?" Voldemort asked.

   Snape paled, unable to answer for a long time.

  "Do you know why I didn't impose a ban on you?" Voldemort asked, "I hope you and people like Lucius can be truly loyal to me, that is very important to me."

   "Of course I am loyal to you, Master." Snape said quickly.

  Voldemort looked at him with red eyes.

   Snape immediately lowered his head in fear.

"The process of witch hunting is horrible. It not only scared the timid wizards, but also scared themselves." Voldemort looked at the city again. "Under that terror rule, the husband denounced his wife and his children abandoned him." Parents and servants betrayed their masters just to keep themselves out of the dock, or for the pitiful little bounty, which is really sad."

  Voldemort sneered when he said this, and then said, "Look at those windows, what do you see?"

   Snape raised his head, his black eyes reflected a window with orange lights, and the family was gathering at the table to finish the board game.

  They piled up some wooden blocks to form a high tower, and each person had to remove one block at a time while ensuring that the tower would not fall, and put it on the top layer.

   "There is a fat man sitting on the sofa while drinking a beer while watching a football game." Snape said.

   "I remember you seem to have an enemy, he is good at playing Quidditch?" Voldemort asked.

   "Such a small person is not worth remembering, Master." Snape said horribly.

   "Do you want to fly like that? Riding a broomstick." Voldemort said.

   "No." Snape said in disgust.

   "Why?"

   "That's too stupid!"

   "What about Sirius Black?" Voldemort said, "I heard that he seems to have gotten a flying motorcycle."

   "Why do you follow him so much?" Snape asked jealously.

  "The eldest son of the Black family gave up his inheritance rights. I always have to figure out why." Voldemort sneered and said, "What a funny brother, who actually stands in the opposite camp, where is Regulus?"

   "Do you want to summon him?" Snape asked.

   "No." Voldemort said thoughtfully, and then asked after a moment, "Going back to the question we just discussed, do you want to learn to fly?"

  Snape's eyes widened in surprise.

   "You are a good servant, Severus, thank you for the news you brought me back." Voldemort smiled kindly. "I think you deserve some reward."

   "Thank you, master." Snape knelt down and said immediately.

   "I heard you learned alchemy from Slughorn." Voldemort asked.

   "Yes." Snape answered immediately.

   "Cast your cloak with a floating spell." Voldemort said softly, "but you have to remember that you want to use it as a wand. Once the mana is withdrawn, it will become an ordinary item. You also need wind."

  "Will I be like everyone else?" Snape asked.

  "This is the first step." Voldemort said, "I will teach you other things after you have mastered it."

   "Yes, master." Snape lowered his head and said.

"You are very talented, Severus, I hope to see you make more progress." Voldemort gracefully walked past Snape. "You don't need to find that until you learn how to make a flying cloak. Boy."

  What Severus was about to say, Voldemort had apparated and disappeared.

  So he stood up again, overlooking the city under the cliff.

In fact, he can create a landslide, so that at least half of the town’s people will be involved, no one will notice. The rainy England makes the soil soft, and the Muggles will only think that a natural disaster has occurred, It may not be reported on TV news, because such things happen frequently recently, such as sudden storms or fires.

  No one associates these accidents with witchcraft.

  Perhaps pure-blooded aristocrats like Lucius Malfoy are still wary that Muggles will continue witch hunting, but for a small person like Severus Snape, the only thing he wants is to climb up.

  Both Muggles and wizards have hurt and bullied him, so he doesn't like it on either side. He will never choose to stand in the Muggle camp like Lily.

  The pure-blood wizard doesn't trust the mixed blood so much. Since neither side can accept him sincerely, why should he please those who have nothing to do with him?

  Strength can bring happiness.

  Although he is not as eager to please the teacher's pets, he also knows how to do what he wants. The Dark Lord is the most powerful of all the living wizards, including the old Albus Dumbledore. Although the magic power of the wizard will grow with age, the old guy’s reaction power and speed are not as good as before. Up.

  If you fight again, maybe the great white wizard can't defeat the Dark Lord again like last time.

   But, that prophecy.

  The Dark Lord will be defeated by a boy born in July.

  If the prediction is false, or the Dark Lord doesn't care, then Snape is still at the bottom of the Death Eaters, but if the prediction is true, he can't bet all the bets on him.

   So Snape turned around, left the edge of the cliff, and walked towards a clearing that seemed more spacious.

  He will practice flying as Voldemort had just ordered.

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  Severus found Lucius Malfoy behind a bookshelf.

  He still holds Alessandro’s face, just as the European proverb says, if an Englishman becomes like an Italian, then he is the real devil.

  At this moment, "Alessandro" is nothing like the sunny boy who loves to play football. He stands at the junction of darkness and light, like the ambiguous position of Lucius at this moment.

   "New hairstyle?" Lucius said.

   "How is the conversation?" Severus asked.

   "An interesting old man." Lucius slowly walked out of the darkness. "I didn't expect it to be a Muggle controlling a group of wizards."

   "They are good at this." Severus said, "Even if they don't know magic, they can still cause the effect of the Imperius Curse."

   "He invited me to his manor as a guest, and I agreed." Lucius said, "Will I make you feel unpleasant to do this?"

   "What did you say to him?" Severus asked.

  "He was not involved in the attack on Filch." Lucius said, "Also, he gave us a clue."

   "About what?"

   "Music score, I asked him if he knows what Napoleon Bonaparte's favorite music is?" Lucius said.

   "How did he answer."

"Napoleon doesn't like to listen to symphonies. He likes to listen to operas, especially Italian operas, but I don't think other people care about it." Lucius shook his head. "The music played by the band when his coffin returned to Paris was not his favorite. Music."

   "What is it?" Severus asked.

"Mozart's "Requiem", Victor Hugo wrote in his prose." Lucius said, "He was dead at the time, and he couldn't even decide where to bury him, let alone playing music. ."

   Severus did not answer.

   "Mozart's magic flute is adapted from an Egyptian story." Lucius added, "and he also knows Marie Antoinette, she may be the first love of this musical prodigy."

   "Why do you say that?"

"He invited her to marry him because she helped him up at the ball." Lucius sighed. "It's a pity that she didn't become a patron of Mozart, and it seems that Mozart died while cholera was epidemic. "

   "I remember his death as a mystery." Severus said.

"The patron of the Requiem was a man in a black cloak. Mozart died halfway through the writing of the Requiem." Lucius said. "Only a few people attended the funeral, and there was a music called Savari. The family was accused of imprisoning Mozart, but he was actually Mozart's benefactor, and he continued to educate his two sons after Mozart's death."

   Severus sneered.

   "Another misunderstood person won the world's forgiveness until after his death." Lucius said.

   "Which chapter?" Severus said impatiently.

   "Lacrimosa, German means to wash our faces with tears. We seem to be dealing with water all the time." Lucius said.

  "Is this your guess or his suggestion?" Severus said.

   "Is there a difference?" Lucius asked.

  Severus stared at Lucius's smoky eyes, smirked a moment later, and turned to leave.

   "You have become easier to believe, perhaps because you were influenced by Gryffindor, Severus." Lucius suddenly said, "Do you think this is a good habit?"

   "I know, I am not the godfather you ideally expect." Severus said, "but I have tried and I will do my best to protect Draco in the future."

   "Because of your unbreakable vow with Cici?" Lucius said with a cold face.

   "If that makes you uncomfortable, I'm sorry." Severus looked at Lucius and said calmly, "I didn't expect Bella to make such a move suddenly."

  Lucius bulged his cheeks like a handsome frog.

   "I think this is destiny." Severus said, "When Harry Potter had no elders, Draco had double parents..."

   "I don't want to admit that she is my son's godmother." Lucius interrupted Severus.

   "Again, this is fate." Severus said coldly, "I have enough troubles, and I don't want to listen to your complaints now."

  Lucius gritted his teeth.

"I can kill Wormtail, but I was so focused on completing the task and regaining the trust of the Dark Lord that I ignored it. Your wife reminded me of it." Severus said, "However, It was a long time later, she found out but didn’t tell me, until one day Pomona wanted me to provide evidence that I loved her, Malfoy said it, I think she is the least like a Blake. Place, do you think it's time for you to be emotional?"

   "Look at yourself..." Lucius said in disgust.

"Disgusting? I think so too." Severus said indifferently. "Lucius, I think you should be smarter than Blake. You have to get used to one thing. I am not the boy in school anymore. No longer the senior who introduced me, I am now your superior. You have to listen to my orders. Black wanted to challenge me because he was not convinced, and then lost the position of the Black family patriarch to me. You also want to take the Malfoy family. Did the patriarch’s appointment power lose to me?"

  The blue veins on Malfoy's forehead burst.

"In the manor, we've tried it, but I didn't use the disarming spell on you. Your wand is still yours." Severus said, "There are also those things that belong to you, and I also give all my patents. You, what else do you want?"

   "Honor!" Lucius hissed.

   "You will get it." Severus said, "I promise I won't discriminate against people marked as Death Eaters in the future."

   "That woman, she made me feel dishonorable." Lucius gritted his teeth and said, "She will not be allowed to enter my door in the future."

  "You can tolerate Bella..."

"Lestrange is no one to me. I don't care what he is like. I can even laugh at him with others!" Lucius interrupted Severus. "And you, you are My friend, how much shame do we have to suffer?"

   "I love that woman." Severus said, "She makes up my life."

   "If you want to find a woman who can take care of you..."

"No, Lucius, it’s not what you think." Severus said hoarsely. "I didn’t understand what she meant to me until I was about to die of thirst and I couldn’t use the water like a spring. I didn't realize that I needed her to come back!"

  "How are you going to deal with the Muggle problem?" Lucius gasped and asked, "Is it like the Dark Lord or Grindelwald?"

   "I don't know." Severus said indifferently.

  "Don't you know?" Lucius asked inconceivably.

"I don’t care about Muggle’s life or death, and I don’t want to mix with them, but there are many people in the wizarding world who feel obligated to help Muggles. I participated in that dangerous game and I hope she can give up this idea. I will not continue with her. Go down in the internal fight and give outsiders a chance." Severus said, "So you ask me what I plan to do. My answer is that I don’t have any plans. I don’t want to lie to you. The chaos of the current situation is impossible. Give us a detailed plan, and our plan will never keep up with changes."

   "I told you a long time ago." Lucius panted. "Sooner or later it will go wrong with a hypocrite as the principal."

"Then you think Muggle studies can be solved by people like Carlos brothers and sisters?" Severus sarcastically, "We are now in a crisis of'Muggle Mania', and Arthur Weasley is one of them. Representative."

  Lucius did not answer.

   "Time will pass quickly after entering that world. A day here is equivalent to a year there. I will tell you when I think about it." Severus said.

   "You are always hesitating and wandering." Lucius said, "No wonder she can't wait."

  Severus's face turned blue.

"I will respect you as I respect the principal, but you want me to do exactly what you ordered. I can't do it." Lucius squeezed the snake-headed cane in his hand. "Unless you can get rid of this indecisive problem. , Severus, otherwise I would not admit that you are our snake king."

  (End of this chapter)