The card draw starts in Azkaban

Sure enough, Snape saw several acquaintances appear from the fireplace one after another. Behind the principal, Ms. Bernsch appeared. Behind Ms. Bernsch came out Scrimgeour. Scrimgeour looked very unkind. He

It seems that he doesn't like to restrain his emotions, and writes his emotions on his face.

Snape quietly twitched his nose, and he smelled a lot of white essence on Scrimgeour.

Oh, it's not just white essence, but also the smell of other magical medicines, but these smells are a bit mixed, and it feels like you're in a hurry and seeking medical treatment.

Even so, the smell of blood is still pungent and can't be concealed.

This shows that these magical medicines do not stop bleeding very well.

Snape knew exactly why.

Black magic.

Black magic that focuses on torture.

Some vicious black magic is a terrifying trick that can only be cured by counter-spells. Some black wizards even take pleasure in torturing others, which leads them to have a malicious intention of harming them before they do it.

Under such malice, the wounds of those who are tortured will not heal. They will bleed from time to time and suffer from pain from time to time, so that the injured people will always remember that moment. People who have received magic will not die.

They will moan, they will wail, and it is precisely this sound that is the favorite sound of those who perform magic.

When he touched the teapot, the teapot began to smoke and began to sing.

Dumbledore said as if he knew what he was asking.

Even the most precious books are actually in Hogwarts."

He clicked his wand again.

Dumbledore's meaning was very clear. He asked Snape to listen.

Listen, then think.

There are even some dark wizards who do not create counter-curses for their black magic. In other words, their spells have almost no countermeasures. If they accidentally hurt themselves, they will bleed to death.

"Then what do you think?"

Dumbledore sat on the main seat, crossed his hands and wanted to speak, but was rudely interrupted.

Dumbledore sat down, the teapot bouncing, and the teacup moved to Snape's side with some effort.

Who did it?

"This is its old problem."

This is the horror of black magic.

His eyes were a little deep, which meant that he was thinking.

Snape said clearly.

And he did it very naturally and didn't make others feel any problems.

"Yes, yes, Severus, you are right, so what does he want to do when he comes to you now?"

"I'm not him, how would I know."

Dumbledore explained to them, and then said gently to Snape: "What's the matter, Severus?"

Scrimgeour did not hide his hostility towards Snape at all. He said viciously: "Dumbledore, in our conversation, why is there a Death Eater?"

The development of the matter was not beyond Dumbledore's expectations. If Snape read it correctly, Dumbledore had a look of thought on his face, and then he nodded lightly.

Dumbledore motioned for everyone to sit down. Aberforth looked at his brother and did not sit down. Dumbledore said "oh" and slapped his forehead with his palm, making a loud "pop", and he suddenly realized.

And although they are all nervous, the reasons that cause him to be nervous are also different.

Besides Voldemort, who else could make Snape so nervous?

The last person who made him so nervous is dead.

"What's wrong, Severus," Dumbledore said, "Is it because of something important that you came to me suddenly?"

"Self-serve tea, everyone, please be at ease."

This is a clever silent spell that can ensure that their words will not be heard by the people next to them, and the position where Dumbledore stands is very interesting. He perfectly blocks Snape and ensures that Snape speaks from this angle.

No one can see the shape of the mouth, so people can tell what he said from the shape of the mouth.

Their minds will only fall in a spiral shape, falling continuously and becoming more and more twisted until they are swallowed by black magic.

Scrimgeour was harmed by dark magic?

It is difficult for you to understand the thoughts of a pure dark wizard - you cannot understand the thoughts of a madman. The logic of madmen is not linear. When they can create this kind of magic, their minds have also been distorted, and they have two sides.

, it is because their minds are distorted that they can create such black magic.

Maybe this information will be helpful in answering your questions."

Dumbledore was as calm as ever. He asked Snape for his opinion. He knew that Snape had his own understanding of Voldemort, and he guided Snape.

Snape said: "I don't know. Logically speaking, he won't activate me easily. Voldemort said that I am very important. I am a spy who stays by your side, or I may be a death-eater who only exists by your side."

Disciple, so as long as nothing happens to you, nothing will happen to me, and he won’t let something happen to the undercover agent he finally put next to you."

Dumbledore gave Snape a chair, but the position of the chair was behind everyone. This position indicated that Dumbledore did not want Snape to be a person who could participate in the discussion.

Snape was a little anxious. He replied to Dumbledore. Dumbledore was not angry at Snape's complaints. He said: "Sit down and drink some tea. It'll be okay. Maybe you can finish listening to this."

If you do something, you will know something.

To them, it is like the sound of nature.

"The best black tea, this was mailed from Nepal when my friend Nick Flamel was in Nepal..."

"Why is this Death Eater here? Why does such a person exist when we are having such a serious conversation?"

Snape spoke like he was chanting a spell, very fast. Dumbledore knew who he was talking about without even saying the name of the intruder.

"Yes, someone broke into my home. He should be targeting me. I suspect he is looking for me. No one except him would choose to break into Spider Tail Alley. There is nothing valuable there.

As he spoke, the wand came down inadvertently.

The chair became wider with a creaking sound until it could accommodate a large male. Dumbledore motioned for everyone to sit down and take a rest.

"He is not a Death Eater, he is our professor at Hogwarts."

Dumbledore stared at Scrimgeour with his blue eyes, and said gently but firmly. He was not yelling, he was stating a fact.

"At Hogwarts, I think he is trustworthy, he is one of ours, and he is an excellent professor."

Scrimgeour sneered disdainfully.

"oh?"