The draw starts from Azkaban

Sure enough, Snape saw several acquaintances appearing from the fireplace one by one. Behind the headmaster, Ms. Burnsch appeared, and behind Ms. Burnsch came out Scrimgeour. Scrimgeour looked very unfriendly, he It seems that he doesn't like to restrain his emotions, and writes them on his face.

Snape sniffed his nose calmly, he smelled Scrimgeour, and a lot of distilled spirits.

Oh, not only the white fresh essence, but also the smell of other miraculous medicines, but these smells are a bit mixed, and there is a feeling of rushing to the doctor in a hurry.

Even so, the pungent smell of blood still couldn't be concealed.

This showed that these miraculous potions did not stop the bleeding very well.

Snape knew exactly why.

dark magic.

Black magic with a focus on torture.

Some vicious black magic is a terrible trick that can only be cured by counter-curse, and some black wizards even take pleasure in torturing others, which leads them to have a kind of malicious intent to hurt before they do it.

Under such malice, the wounds of those who are tortured will not heal. They will bleed and experience pain from time to time, so that the injured people will always remember that moment. People who have been enchanted will not die. They would groan, they would wail, and it was precisely this sound, the favorite sound of those who cast magic.

The development of the matter did not exceed Dumbledore's expectations. If Snape read it correctly, Dumbledore had some thoughtful expressions on his face, and then he nodded slightly.

Snape said clearly.

"Yes, yes, Severus, you are quite right, so what is he looking for you now?"

"Tea self-service, everyone, take it easy."

There are even some black wizards who don't know how to create anti-spells for their black magic. In other words, their spells have almost no countermeasures. If they accidentally injure themselves, they will bleed to death.

He tapped his wand again.

"What's the matter, Severus," said Dumbledore, "you came to me suddenly, because of something important?"

"Excellent black tea, this is when my friend Nick LeMay was in Nepal, and it was mailed from Nepal..."

Dumbledore motioned for everyone to sit down, Aberforth looked at his brother, but did not sit down, Dumbledore made an "oh", patted his forehead with his palm, and made a crisp "snap", suddenly realized.

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

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

As he spoke, the wand came down inadvertently.

Besides Voldemort, who else could make Snape so nervous?
The last person who called him so nervous was dead.

"Why is this Death Eater here? Such a serious conversation between us, why does such a person exist?"

who did it?

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

And he did it very naturally, without making others feel the problem.

His eyes are a little deep, which means that he is thinking.

Their minds will only fall in a spiral shape, keep falling, and become more and more distorted, until they are swallowed by black magic.

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

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

Snape said: "I don't know. Logically, he would not activate me easily. Voldemort said that I am very important. I am a spy who stays by your side, or it may be a death eater who only exists by your side." He is a gangster, so as long as you don't have an accident, I will be fine, he will not be willing to let the undercover agent he put by your side have an accident."

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

Snape was a little anxious, he replied to Dumbledore, Dumbledore was not angry about Snape's complaints, he said: "Sit down and have some tea, it's okay, maybe after listening to this One thing, you know something.

Dumbledore said as if knowingly asked.

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

For them, it's like the sound of nature.

And although they are all nervous, the reasons for his nervousness are different.

Perhaps this information can be of some use in answering your doubts. "

Even the most precious books are actually in Hogwarts. "

Scrimgeour didn't hide his hostility towards Snape at all, he said viciously: "Dumbledore, why is there a Death Eater in our conversation."

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

"Yes, someone broke into my house. He should be targeting me. I suspect he is looking for me. Except for him, no one would choose to break into Spider's End Alley. There is nothing valuable there.

This is a clever silent spell, which can ensure that their words will not be heard by the people next to them, and Dumbledore's position is very interesting. He perfectly blocks Snape, ensuring that Snape speaks from this angle, The mouth shape will not be seen by others, so that people can see what he is saying from the mouth shape.

The chair became wider with the sound of "creaking" until it could accommodate a big man. Dumbledore motioned for everyone to sit down and take a rest.

"Then what do you think?"

It's hard for you to understand the thoughts of a pure dark wizard - you can't understand the thoughts of a lunatic, the logic of a lunatic is not linear, and when they can create this kind of magic, their minds have been distorted, one with two sides , It is because their minds are distorted that they can create such black magic.

This is the horror of black magic.

Scrimgeour was hurt by black magic?

"It's an old bug."

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

Listen, then think.

"He's not a Death Eater, he's our Hogwarts professor."

Dumbledore stared at Scrimgeour with his blue eyes, and said gently but firmly, he didn't yell, he was explaining a fact.

"At Hogwarts, I think, he is trustworthy, he is our man, and he is an excellent professor."

Scrimgeour sneered disdainfully.

"Oh?"