Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Research has made new breakthroughs, but it has also fallen into new difficulties.

Snape looked increasingly haggard.

The antidote to wolf disease was not so easy to develop. The concepts of animal nature and human nature were too idealistic. No matter how he adjusted the formula, the effect was still only what he had researched at the beginning.

This was not the only thing that gave him a headache.

Voldemort is not an easy guy to deal with, he is very sharp, especially now that he still has brains - although Harry always said that Voldemort's brains may be better than Crookshanks's.

In fact.

Voldemort is indeed as difficult as Crookshanks.

Cunning and insidious, I don't know what kind of thoughts will pop up in my mind anytime and anywhere.

He will always make some temptations inadvertently.

There were some temptations that even Snape didn't notice immediately at the time, and he reacted afterwards, breaking out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had never had good things to say about Potter and Dumbledore, and he didn't show any mistakes, which made him have to always Pull up your spirits at this moment, and be careful with Bellatrix and the others.

Until the last day of the Christmas holiday.

The last day of the year.

It's also Tom Riddle's birthday.

The Malfoy mansion was newly decorated and decorated with lights and festoons.

Snape rushed over and couldn't help being stunned seeing the completely new courtyard, new plants, and Death Eaters still arranged around.

This is

Ready to celebrate a birthday?

He deeply remembered Voldemort's birthday, but this absurd idea was vetoed by him as soon as it came into his mind. Voldemort has always been against the identity of "Tom Riddle", and he refused to even admit his name, so what? Might recognize that date?

At least since he became a Death Eater, he has never seen Voldemort celebrate his birthday.

certainly

It cannot be ruled out that this young Dark Lord, who has just graduated three years ago, still has such leisurely feelings.

He opened the door and walked in.

The Dark Lord had put on a new robe, and the severed right hand now had a new, quicksilver arm.

"My dear Severus, you are finally here." Voldemort walked towards him, waving his arms, and hugging him, "You are one of the protagonists tonight."

"Thank goodness, if you don't come, I'd like Lucius to risk contacting you."

One of the protagonists?

This word is key.

Snape looked calm, and after letting go of his embrace, he bowed to Voldemort: "Master, your gift is the honor of our servants."

"only."

He raised his head, somewhat puzzled: "What qualifications do I have to dare to be the protagonist in front of you."

Voldemort was satisfied with his attitude: "No, my dear Severus, all my dear friends can be protagonists, and you are no exception."

"As for what?"

"You'll know later."

"Go and take care of it a little bit, today is a memorable day." With the last words, Voldemort had a lot of meaning, and his eyes stayed on the kelp oil head for a long time.

Snape poker-faced, walked to the bathroom.

Originally, in his heart, Potter was the most hateful, but now the Dark Lord is in the same position as him.

what happened to these two people

They all want to wash their hair.

Is washing your hair fun? Washing long hair can be too troublesome.

After Snape finished grooming, he looked a little more formal, at least his hair was clean and no longer greasy. After he walked out of the bathroom, the layout of the hall on the first floor was officially completed.

Voldemort waved to Snape: "My dear Severus, come here, you should be by my side tonight."

Snape nodded, and stepped forward.

Just then.

The door of the hall was suddenly knocked open, and a man barged in with a cold face, holding a magic wand: "Dark Lord, and you Death Eaters! Your time of death has come, so grab your hands and capture them."

It's Piers Thicknesse.

The goatee is so upright under the light.

Snape subconsciously pulled out his wand and aimed at the man with sharp and fierce eyes.

Damn it!

what happened

The Ministry of Magic found out the location of the Death Eaters and acted rashly without talking to the Order of the Phoenix?

Without Dumbledore and Potter, how could the crooked people in the Ministry of Magic be the opponents of the Death Eaters?

Don't talk about the Dark Lord, and don't talk about yourself.

It's Bella and Barty Jr., two people can clean up the Ministry of Magic.

"Severus, don't be so nervous." Just as Snape was hesitating whether to use his most convenient magic weapon, or Cruciatus, to finish off the man in front of him, Voldemort waved his hand, and said in a brisk tone, "Put down the wand .”

Snape hesitated, unscrewing his wand.

Thinknes at the door immediately withdrew his "justice" temperament, walked in with a bow, and flattered Voldemort: "Master, how do you think I behaved just now?"

"Looks like the Ministry of Magic." Voldemort clapped his hands, complimenting him.

Snape looked shocked.

Voldemort caught it, waved his hand, and explained seemingly casually: "Severus, do you think he can't be our friend?"

Snape nodded: "Dumbledore has always trusted him."

"I didn't think he'd been"

Voldemort shook his head: "Always?"

"No, no, it's a new friend. He was indeed our enemy before, but my dear godson, he did have some skills, and he persuaded Thickness to change his ways."

Thinknes puffed up his chest, a little helpless, but also a little proud: "It is the master who bestowed on me the position of Minister of Magic."

"This is something I dream of but can't get. Everything I have will be dedicated to the master."

Suddenly, Snape nodded.

Thinknes became a Death Eater, probably not as active as he said, but just boarded a thief ship, and now he can't get off.

Voldemort smiled, took both of them by the hand, and walked to the center of the hall.

"Now, our two protagonists are here." He said softly, and everyone listened quietly. "Then, let's start our party."

He let go, took a few steps forward, turned around, and stood in front of them.

"Severus Snape." He said the name.

Snape half knelt before him.

"I recognize your loyalty and your behavior." Voldemort put his hands on his head, "after all, there are not many people who are willing to continue to work for me after my accident. My dear godson is one, you Also one."

"Even broke an arm because of it."

"All, I will bestow upon you the perfection of limbs, a potion master, how can he only have one arm?"

He swung his wand with his other hand, and quicksilver gushed out.

In the center of the hall, it condensed into a huge Dark Mark.

"You lost the glory, but I will give you back a greater glory."

As soon as the words fell, the snake in the skull jumped out and bit Snape's broken left arm, causing his face to turn pale and cold sweat to drip down his face.

A little bit of mercury builds bones, blood vessels, muscles, and skin.

After a few long minutes, Snape had the same arm as Voldemort.

Bellatrix cast an envious look.

"Severus." Voldemort withdrew his hand from his head. "You are excellent. I hope you can be my right-hand man like my dear godson."

"This is my honor and my pursuit." Snape responded.

Voldemort raised the corner of his mouth and looked away: "Pierce Thicknesse."

The Minister for Magic also knelt.

Voldemort put his hand on his head: "I know, you may have some complaints in your heart, the way the godson made you a Death Eater looks disgraceful."

"No, I'm great." Thickness panicked.

With a slight tap of Voldemort's finger, he could no longer speak: "Listen to me."

"But I will make you realize how honorable it is to be a Death Eater, and being the Minister of Magic is just the beginning."

"Great Britain isn't enough for me."

"However... I still have two biggest obstacles in Great Britain, one Potter, one Dumbledore, Pierce, I need your help."

Speaking of which, he paused.

"Your status is special, and Potter and Dumbledore hold the right to speak in the wizarding world of Great Britain. I, the great Voldemort, and you, the glorious Death Eaters, have all been stigmatized by them. The greater future of wizards, but they are branded evil."

"Although very reluctantly."

"Pierce, the Dark Mark, I'm afraid I won't be able to bestow it on you for a while."

Thinknes didn't speak, nor did he show any expression fluctuations, and he was quietly relieved in his heart.

"But, Pierce, you have a bigger job than most."

Voldemort's tone brightened.

"Let's give Hogwarts some little surprises together."

"Isn't the Ministry of Magic going to stand against the Death Eaters now? Then stand more thoroughly."

"In order to prevent the great savior from being persecuted, the Ministry of Magic should take over part of the order at Hogwarts, shouldn't it?"

"And Blake"

He evoked a smile: "Black has always been my friend, and their family is my most loyal follower, Pierce, I think you should understand what I mean."

"Of course." Thinknes nodded repeatedly, "Master, I will arrest that damned Death Eater, Sirius Black!"

Voldemort nodded: "Very well, very well."

Snape held his breath.

He could understand why Voldemort "believed" in himself so much, and told himself these things frankly.

He pinpointed Dumbledore's temperament.

The Ministry of Magic, Order... This is the deathbed of the old man with the white beard.

He didn't care if he was a traitor or not, and he didn't care if he told Dumbledore these things, because it was useless, these were done by the Ministry of Magic, not Death Eaters-and Thicknesses, only he knew that he really was A Death Eater without the Dark Mark, so what can he prove?

Tsk.

He felt a little uncomfortable suddenly, all the burdens, turning around, fell on that guy Potter again.