HP Approaches the Magic World

"Don't you understand what I mean?

Thanks to Dumbledore's protection, I was not imprisoned in Azkaban!

Do you think he won’t turn against me if I kill his favorite protégé?

But things are much more complicated than that. I might as well remind you that when Potter first entered Hogwarts, there were still many rumors circulating about him, saying that he was a great dark wizard himself, so he could get away from the Dark Lord.

He narrowly escaped death during the attack.

Indeed, many of the Dark Lord's former followers believe that Potter might be the flag around whom we can once again unite.

I confess that when he entered the castle I was so curious that I had no idea of ​​murdering him.

Of course, I soon discovered that he had no extraordinary talent at all.

He just managed to get out of many difficulties by relying on luck and friends who were more talented than him.

He was mediocre to the extreme, yet just as smug and annoying as his father.

I tried every means to drive him out of Hogwarts. I felt that he didn't deserve to be in at all. As for killing him, or letting him die in front of me?

Only a fool would take such a risk because Dumbledore is so close."

"Based on what you said, we should believe that Dumbledore has never doubted you?"

Bellatrix asked, "He doesn't know who you actually serve? And he still trusts you unreservedly?"

"I played my role very well."

Snape said, "You are overlooking one of Dumbledore's greatest weaknesses: he always thinks the best of others.

When I first left the Death Eaters and joined his teaching staff, I made up some lies that I regretted telling him, and he welcomed me with open arms after that - but he tried his best to keep me away from the dark arts.

Dumbledore was once a great wizard - and the Dark Lord acknowledged it.

However, what makes me happy is that Dumbledore is old.

The battle with the Dark Lord last month left him severely weakened.

He was seriously injured because his reactions were slower than before.

But over the years, he never stopped trusting Severus Snape, which makes me of great value to the Dark Lord."

Bellatrix still looked unhappy, but seemed unsure of how best to attack Snape next. Snape took advantage of her silence and turned to her sister.

"Okay... Narcissa, are you here to ask for my help?"

Narcissa looked up at him with a look of despair on her face.

"Yes, Severus. I - I think that only you can help me. I am at my wits end now.

Lucius is in jail, and..."

She closed her eyes, and two big tears oozed out from under her eyelids.

"The Dark Lord forbids me to speak of this,"

Narcissa continued, eyes still closed, "He didn't want anyone to know about that plan. It was... very confidential.

But--"

"Since he doesn't allow you to say it, you shouldn't say it." Snape said immediately, "The Dark Lord's word is law."

Narcissa gasped, as if he had poured cold water on her head.

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Bellatrix's face showed a satisfied look for the first time since she stepped into the house.

"How about it!"

She said proudly to her sister, "Even Snape said that,

Since you are not allowed to speak, just remain silent!"

But Snape had already stood up, strode to the small window, looked through the curtains at the deserted street, and then suddenly closed the curtains again.

He turned around to face Narcissa and frowned.

"I happen to know the plan."

He lowered his voice and said, "The Dark Lord revealed his plan to a few people, and I was one of them.

However, if I did not know this secret, Narcissa, you would be committing a serious crime of betrayal of the Dark Lord."

"I guess you must know!"

Narcissa said, breathing much easier,

"He trusts you so much, Severus..."

"Do you know that plan?" Bellatrix said, her expression of satisfaction quickly changed to anger, "You will know?"

"Of course," said Snape, "but what help do you need, Narcissa? If you imagine that I can persuade the Dark Lord to change his mind, I'm afraid there is no hope, not at all."

"Severus,"

Narcissa said, tears rolling down her pale cheeks, "My son...my only son..."

"Draco should be proud," Bellatrix said coldly, "The Dark Lord has given him a very high honor. And I want to say this for Draco: he has not flinched in the face of responsibility. He seems to be very proud.

Happy to have the opportunity to prove his ability, he is very excited about what is about to happen-"

Narcissa cried sadly and stared at Snape pleadingly.

"That's because he is only sixteen years old and has no idea what is waiting for him!

Why, Snape?

Why my son?

It’s too dangerous! This is to avenge Lucius’s mistake, I know it!”

Snape said nothing. He avoided her eyes and did not look at her tears. He seemed to think it was indecent, but he could not pretend that he did not hear her words.

"That's why he chose Draco, right?" she pressed, "just to punish Lucius, right?"

"If Draco succeeds," said Snape, still looking away, "he will be honored above all others."

"But he won't succeed!" Narcissa cried, "How could he? Even the Dark Lord himself -"

Bellatrix gasped instantly, and Narcissa suddenly lost her courage.

"I mean...since no one has ever succeeded...Severus...please...you have been and are Draco's favorite teacher...you are an old friend of Lucius...

...I beg you...you are the Dark Lord's most proud confidant and most trusted advisor...can you talk to him and convince him-"

"The Dark Lord cannot be persuaded, and I would not be foolish enough to try."

Snape said dryly, "I can't pretend that the Dark Lord wasn't angry with Lucius. Lucius was supposed to be guarding there at the time, but he himself was caught, and he picked up so many people, and

The prophecy ball could not be retrieved either. Yes, the Dark Lord is very angry, Narcissa, very angry indeed."

"It seems that what I said is right, he chose Draco out of revenge!" Narcissa choked and said, "He doesn't want him to succeed at all, he just wants him to die!"

Seeing that Snape didn't speak, Narcissa seemed to have lost her last bit of self-control.

She stood up, staggered towards Snape, grabbed the front of his robe, and brought her face close to his, tears rolling down his chest.

She gasped, "You can do it. Draco can't do it, you can do it, Severus. You will succeed, you will succeed, and the reward he will give you will exceed all of ours."

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