Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

After finishing the last year's Potions exam in the morning, Snape returned to his office.

He sat there in a daze for a long time, which caused him to forget to eat lunch.

And even so, he didn't ask his own house elf for food.

Snape was a little sad, which was not reflected in his dull expression and empty eyes.

But if you pay attention to the way he returns to the office after proctoring the exam, you will find that he is deeply involved in this emotion.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a sudden knock on the door. Snape shuddered, and then looked at the door.

"Come in," he said.

The door was pushed open, and Dumbledore's tall figure appeared outside.

"I didn't see you at lunch, Snape, what's wrong with you?"

Dumbledore asked him, with a somewhat thoughtful look in his eyes as he roamed around Snape and the office.

"Pack your luggage. There are too many things, so you have to prepare them in advance." Snape replied, stood up and began to arrange the things on the table.

Snape's office is messy and orderly, but even so, when he organizes everything, he still needs to study it carefully before deciding whether to throw it away or take it away...

He has been here for too many years, and many accumulated things have been forgotten in corners, and he only notices them when he leaves.

"I'm not ready to let you go yet, Snape. If you're willing to have a frank talk..."

"What to talk about?"

Snape turned to look at Dumbledore, with a rare expression of anger in his empty eyes.

Dumbledore was stunned by his sudden outburst of emotion. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Snape refused to give up. He picked up an empty glass bottle from the table and held it fiercely in front of Dumbledore's eyes.

"Do you want to test the hardness of this glass bottle? After all, only in this way can you know how to use these glass bottles, right?"

Dumbledore didn't quite understand what he meant, but he wisely chose to remain silent.

Snape's manic face showed a trace of sadness and anger. He raised the glass bottle high and said, "But have you ever thought that when you want to test its hardness, its end is already doomed."

"Snapped."

The glass bottle was thrown to the ground by Snape and shattered into pieces.

Dumbledore looked down at the debris on the ground, his brows gradually furrowed.

"Are you trying to prove me wrong? Snape," he asked softly.

"Proof? No, I just wanted to tell you, Dumbledore."

Snape looked at Dumbledore, his face expressionless again, and the anger and other emotions in his eyes disappeared, becoming empty.

"The crime was established from the moment you suspected me."

These words made Dumbledore frown even deeper. He looked at Snape as if he wanted to see him through, but he couldn't.

"Whoosh~~"

Dumbledore suddenly waved his wand. Snape looked up at him in surprise, then showed a disdainful smile on his face and said: "Legilimency, Dumbledore, what do you think you can get from me?"

Dumbledore didn't care about his sarcasm, but said seriously: "Snape, I think you can tell that I have enough reasons to do this."

"Yes, that's enough." Snape took two steps forward and let his forehead stop not far in front of the wand, "But how do you break through my Occlumency? You know how strong it is."

"You can open up, Snape, if you're so..."

"Why?"

Anger burst out of his eyes again. Snape shook his greasy hair and pointed his entire head towards the wand, "Why did you let me do this?"

Dumbledore put away his wand, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at Snape with helpless eyes until all the anger in Snape's eyes disappeared.

"I was only wrong once, only once."

Snape lowered his head. There was no regret on his face, no sadness in his eyes, but his voice was full of helplessness and pain, "You always hold on to me, Dumbledore, you always do."

"Severus, that man is back and I have to find him, you know that."

"I know, I know, come on, Dumbledore, let's see if your Legilimency or my Occlumency is stronger, I guarantee you won't see anything this time, nothing. "

Snape stubbornly raised his head and met Dumbledore's wand again.

After hesitating for a moment, Dumbledore released the magic. In an instant, countless memories flashed through Snape's eyes:

Studying at a young age...

Bullying by Potter's group...

Lily's past with him still breaks...

Dumbledore waved his wand angrily, because the memories he could view only stayed at the time when Snape was studying.

But he already knew this, and he wanted to know more.

"Give me more, Snape, and don't withhold your memories," said Dumbledore.

He raised his wand, a look of pain on his face - he could get more, but Snape was sealing the memory, and he could not ensure the safety of Snape's memory if he used magic to force it open.

Any magic is dangerous, magic can destroy everything.

"I can't, Headmaster, I've suffered enough humiliation." A smile broke out on Snape's face, evil and cruel.

Dumbledore's face was filled with pain and he didn't want to continue, but he couldn't find a reason not to.

"Buzz."

The magic was disconnected and Dumbledore chose to give up.

After all, he couldn't get everything he wanted to know at the expense of hurting Snape.

The White Devil is not the Dark Lord. He is not cruel enough, but too kind. This is the source of his strength and his inseparable bond.

"You always do that, Dumbledore. I don't know how you beat those two."

After Snape finished speaking, he began to pack his luggage as if nothing had happened.

"Any plans? For the future, Severus." Dumbledore asked, putting down his wand.

"Knockturn Alley, that's the place for me." Snape said calmly.

"That's a life like a rat, Severus, and it's not for you..."

"What is suitable?" Snape looked at Dumbledore, who didn't know what to say for a moment, "I have lost everything, even the last hope will disappear."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, noticing Snape's use of the word "hope."

But he didn't say anything. He was only here to stop Snape from going out, but now it seemed unnecessary.

"Take care of Harry, okay?"

Snape stared into Dumbledore's eyes, and there was a rare hint of emotion in his beautiful brown eyes.

"I will."

Dumbledore nodded and avoided looking at Snape, "Then, I'll leave first."

Snape nodded and let the old man leave without saying a word.

But at the door, Dumbledore paused.

"If, and I mean if, Severus..."

Dumbledore hesitated before asking, "If it wasn't you, who would it be?"

Snape's movements froze, he thought for a moment, sighed and shook his head.

Yes, if it wasn't him, then who would it be... Snape thought with a wry smile.