"I called you here today because the Dark Lord is puzzled about something … very puzzled, Severus." Lord Voldemort narrowed his eyes and looked down at Snape. He said slowly, "There's almost no progress in the plan against that boy. He doesn't seem to be curious about the things in the Department of Mysteries … Recently … even the Dark Lord can't see what's in his mind …"

He gently lifted Snape's chin with his magic wand, his eyes flashing red. "That boy shouldn't be so defensive. I think … my old friend Severus must know what's going on, right?"

"That's what I wanted to report to you, Master."

Snape said without hesitation. "I found that Dumbledore is always teaching Potter alone. They stay in his office for hours."

"Dumbledore?" Lord Voldemort thought.

"Yes, Master.

I — I've asked around, but … "Snape lowered her head slightly and said with resentment," He won't trust me … Master, please forgive me! "

"If it's Dumbledore …" Lord Voldemort looked at Snape with satisfaction. He deliberately waited for a while before saying mercifully, "Lord Voldemort forgives you, Severus.

After all, it's almost a well-known fact … that old guy Dumbledore is very proficient in Brain Seal. "

Snape breathed a sigh of relief and asked worriedly, "Then … Master means that Dumbledore is personally teaching Potter the Brain Seal?

But if that's the case … "

Lord Voldemort, of course, saw Snape's subtle movements. He twisted his mouth slightly and showed an expression that looked like a smile. "Yes … If that's the case … we can't get the prophecy ball through that boy. Severus, do you know Brain Seal?"

"I know a little, Master.

But … it's too difficult. I — I only know a little. "Snape lowered her head in shame.

"Raise your head," Lord Voldemort ordered coldly. "Look at me."

Snape raised her head obediently. She lowered her eyes respectfully but maintained a height where Lord Voldemort could see her. Her black eyes met the red eyes and she instantly became confused.

Harry Potter hurried down the corridor … and said the password to the stone monster … Snape's black figure hid behind a pillar and watched him go up the spiral stairs …

The white-bearded Dumbledore and Harry Potter appeared together … Dumbledore lowered his head and said something to Harry … Harry nodded repeatedly … and Snape hid in the dark …

Snape made sarcastic remarks to Harry … and Harry glared at him with deep hatred … and shouted, "Severus Snape, I hate you!

I hate you! "

"Oh …" Lord Voldemort smiled in surprise and motioned for Snape to stand up and talk. "Severus, you've angered our little friend … What did you do?"

"Dumbledore wants Potter to develop in all aspects." Snape's thin lips twisted into a sarcastic smile. "He asked me to tutor Potter in Potionology."

"Hahahahaha!"

Lord Voldemort began to laugh wildly as if he had heard a joke. The surrounding Death Eaters also laughed loudly, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed. "Tutor in — Potionology?

Our little friend doesn't seem to have much aptitude! "

"Extremely dull." Snape bent down slightly and said jokingly.

"Hahahahaha!

Hahaha! "Lord Voldemort laughed until tears were coming out of his eyes.

"Master!"

Bellatrix was not willing to let Snape steal the limelight. She glared at Snape fiercely and said to Lord Voldemort, "The important thing now is the thing that Master wants … Bella asks for your permission … Give me some time, and I will definitely get the prophecy ball from the Ministry of Magic for you!"

"Master, leave this matter to me." Snape said, not to be outdone.

"I … I am also willing to serve Master!"

"Me too!"

The other Death Eaters also expressed their loyalty.

"Silence."

Lord Voldemort waved his hand slightly, and everyone immediately quieted down.

"The Dark Lord certainly knows of your loyalty … There is no doubt …" He whispered. "But only the two people mentioned in the prophecy can touch it … Of course, I can't go to the Ministry of Magic, and neither can Harry Potter … But … it doesn't matter … The Dark Lord already has a new goal …"

"That old guy Dumbledore thinks that everything will be fine if he doesn't let me get the prophecy ball, but Lord Lord Voldemort … He has transcended life and death … What power can make him afraid?"

Lord Voldemort sneered and opened his hands. "When I get that thing … what is the power of prophecy?

Destined enemy … Ha!

Ridiculous! "

"Master, what do you want to get?" Snape bent down and asked carefully. "Your servant is willing to do it for you."

Lord Voldemort touched his chin with his slender fingers, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Severus, it's not that Lord Lord Voldemort doesn't trust you — but this matter … Let me do it myself."

He saw that Snape still wanted to say something, so he waved his hand to stop her. "Your task now is to keep an eye on Dumbledore and our little friend in the Hogwarts for me … The Dark Lord will remember your contribution … Do you understand?"

"Yes … Yes, Master."

Snape knelt down and kissed Lord Voldemort's fingertips with infinite devotion.

Late at night, Snape strode into Dumbledore's office. Dumbledore was hanging his traveling cloak full of stars and moon on the coat rack.

"Oh … Severus, you just came back?

Me too … Have a seat, have a seat. "

"The Dark Lord gave up on the prophecy ball," Snape said quickly without sitting down. "But he seems to want something else … more powerful than the power in the prophecy ball … He seems to have some clues!"

"Well …" Dumbledore sat behind the desk, relaxed. He put his hands on the desk and pointed his fingers at each other. "As I expected.

Lord Voldemort isn't a man who likes to sit around and wait for death. "

"But he won't tell me what he's looking for!"

"That's normal.

Does he look like someone who would put all his eggs in the same basket? "

"If … If he gets that thing … more powerful than the prophecy …"

"Relax, Severus." Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed with wisdom. "I think … I probably know what he wants …"

"You know?"

"Oh … It's just a guess."

"You can stop him, can't you?" Snape stood in front of the desk and looked at him pleadingly. "You can protect Potter, can't you?

If … if I die … you will protect Potter from being killed, right? "

"I … Of course.

Severus, don't make such assumptions. Haven't you been doing a good job? "

"Yes, but I don't know … I really don't know … The Dark Lord is becoming less and less like a human … He is temperamental and cruel … He killed another family of Muggles today, not even sparing the cats and children!"

"I know …" Dumbledore sighed and patted Snape's arm. "I know … It's really hard on you. If you don't want to …"

"No." Snape raised her head proudly and looked at Dumbledore coldly. Her black figure was lonely but stubborn. "I will keep doing it until I die … But you have to remember your promise to me … You will protect Potter!"