HP Approaches the Magical World

"Don't you understand what I mean?

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

Do you think that if I killed his favorite student, he wouldn't turn against me?

But things are more complicated than that, and I might as well remind you that when Potter first entered Hogwarts, there were still many rumors about him, that he was a great dark wizard himself, so he was able to learn from the Dark Lord. Narrowly escaped the attack.

Indeed, many of the Dark Lord's erstwhile followers think Potter could be a banner around whom we can once again unite.

I confess that when he stepped into the castle, I was so curious that it never occurred to me to murder him.

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

He managed to get out of many difficulties only by luck, and by friends more gifted than himself.

He was mediocre to the extreme, but just as smug and obnoxious as his father.

I tried everything I could to get him out of Hogwarts, I didn't think he deserved to be in at all, and as for killing him, or letting him die in front of me?

Only a fool would take that risk, since Dumbledore was close by. "

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

Bellatrix asked, "He doesn't know who you actually serve? Does he still trust you without reservation?"

"I played my role very well."

Snape said, "You overlooked one of Dumbledore's greatest weaknesses: he always thought of the best of others.

When I first left the Death Eaters to join his teaching staff, I made up a regrettable lie to him, and he welcomed me with open arms - though he kept me out of the Dark Arts as much as possible.

Dumbledore was once a great wizard - and the Dark Lord admits as much.

But, to my delight, Dumbledore is old.

The bout with the Dark Lord last month had taken a toll on him.

He was badly injured because his reflexes were slower than before.

But all these years, he never ceased to trust Severus Snape, which makes me have a great value to the Dark Lord. "

Bellatrix still looked displeased, but seemed unsure of how best to attack Snape next. Taking advantage of her silence, Snape 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 only you can help me, I'm at the end of my rope.

Lucius is in prison, and..."

She closed her eyes, and two large teardrops oozed from under her eyelids.

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

Narcissa continued, eyes still closed, "He doesn't want anyone to know about that plan. It's... very classified.

But--"

"Since he forbids you to speak, you shouldn't," Snape said immediately, "The Dark Lord's word is the law."

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

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For the first time since entering the house, Bellatrix had a look of satisfaction on her face.

"How about it!"

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

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

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

He turned to Narcissa, frowning.

"I happen to know about that plan."

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

but,

If I do not know this secret, Narcissa, you will commit a grave treason against the Dark Lord. "

"I guess you must know!"

Narcissa said, breathing is much easier,

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

"You know about that plan?" Bellatrix said, the expression of satisfaction just now quickly changed to full of anger, "You will know?"

"Of course," said Snape, "but what help do you need, Narcissa? If you fancy that I can persuade the Dark Lord to change his mind, I'm afraid that is hopeless, not at all."

"Severus,"

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

"Draco should be proud," said Bellatrix dryly, "that the Dark Lord has given him great honor. And I'll say it for Draco: he didn't back down from his responsibilities, and he seemed very Excited to have the opportunity to prove what he's capable of, and he's very excited about what's to come—"

Narcissa burst into tears, staring at Snape beggingly.

"That's because he's only sixteen years old, and he doesn't know what's waiting for him!

Why, Snape?

Why is it my son?

Too dangerous! This is revenge for Lucius' mistake, I know it! "

Snape said nothing. He averted her eyes from her tears, as if he thought it unseemly, but he couldn't pretend he didn't hear her.

"That's why he chose Draco, isn't it?" she pressed, "Just to punish Lucius, isn't it?"

"If Draco succeeds," said Snape, still looking away, "he'll have a higher honor than everyone else."

"But he won't succeed!" cried Narcissa. "How could he, even the Dark Lord himself—"

Bellatrix gasped for an instant, and Narcissa suddenly lost her courage.

"I mean...since no one has ever made it...Severus...please...you have been, and still are, Draco's favorite teacher...you are an old friend of Lucius... ...I beg you...you are the Dark Lord's favorite confidant, 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 mad at Lucius. Lucius was supposed to be there, and he got himself caught with all those people, and The prophecy ball was not retrieved either. Yes, the Dark Lord is angry, Narcissa, very angry indeed."

"It seems that I'm right, he chose Draco for revenge!" Narcissa choked up and said, "He didn't want him to succeed at all, he just wanted him to die!"

Seeing that Snape didn't speak, Narcissa seemed to lose the last bit of self-control.

She stood up, staggered towards Snape, grabbed the front of his robes, 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 he will reward you more than all of us." people—”