v5 Chapter 228： I've long since forgotten that Mudblood!

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"You're two hours and seven minutes late, Severus."

Standing in the mountains, Voldemort was fiddling with a wand with his pale left hand.

He looked into the distance, where the field of vision was wide, and he could see a bright light.

Voldemort sighed silently, the silhouette of the castle against the sky in the distance.

The unique spire of Hogwarts shines with mysterious light of wisdom in the dark summer night sky.

That's the treasure trove, he thought.

It was also his former home, where the most important memories of his boyhood were buried.

But he couldn't go in.

For the past few decades, it's all because of an old man... and tonight there is a young man.

Dumbledore will eventually grow old, in fact, he is old; but Stark, who was born out of nowhere, was only sixteen years old.

This gave Voldemort an inexplicable sense of urgency.

"Why did you choose the meeting place here, Master." Snape lay on the ground humbly.

"It's too close to Hogwarts, and those people are searching for you. If Dumbledore finds out..."

"You think I'm afraid of Dumbledore?" Voldemort's red eyes flashed coldly.

"No, after your resurrection, Master tonight, Dumbledore has been worried all the time. He is afraid of your resurrection... He is old!"

"I can't see that he's afraid, otherwise how can I trust that Mudblood Stark to appear alone at my resurrection banquet." Voldemort snorted.

"Why, you came alone without Dumbledore and Stark to arrest me?

I thought there was going to be an ambush here. "

"I've always been your person, from beginning to end." Snape became more and more humble.

"It was you who ordered me to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and spy on Albus Dumbledore there...you forget?"

"Yeah, follow my orders... This stay will be more than ten years. I don't see it, you are a loyal servant." Voldemort sneered:

"If you are so loyal, why haven't you come to me for so many years? To save your poor master?

Look up and look me in the eyes! "

Voldemort said nonchalantly.

Snape raised his head, black pupils looking at the magical red eyes.

He knew that Voldemort was already Legilimency, judging whether he was lying.

"I thought you...everyone thought so...you were dead," Snape said earnestly.

"I did something wrong, I shouldn't doubt your ability, and I don't want to make excuses and cover up for it, but that's how it is..."

"Yeah, Everly, Yaxley, Mrs. Carroll, Greyback, Lucius..."

Voldemort's red eyes, his flat, snake-like face, a pale shimmer in the dim light.

"And so many others...you all think that the great Dark Lord is dead, killed by a tiny baby.

Even though I tell you over and over again, I am farther than anyone else on the road to death.

But you don't believe it!

You guys have disappointed me!

Gouging out the bone! ! "

Snape screamed, and he rolled on the ground begging for mercy.

But Voldemort didn't mean to stop, he enjoyed this torture very much, and even this spell casting, tortured Malfoy more than before... longer than anyone else.

Because Snape... was late!

Snape didn't arrive immediately when the Dark Lord summoned his servants...for that alone, he should be damned!

But Voldemort still wanted to hear Snape's explanation, if he couldn't bring a surprise, the benevolent Dark Lord, wouldn't mind giving him a "surprise".

"Four years ago, why did you prevent me from getting the Philosopher's Stone," he asked.

Snape wailed:

"I didn't know it was you at first. At the time, all I saw was Quirrell, the greedy, incompetent, trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

I admit, I did my best to stop him.

But you didn't look for me, even if you just leaked a little plan to me, I would try my best to help you steal the Philosopher's Stone! "

"Know why I didn't tell you? Know why I'm so weak and would rather share a body with a mediocre wizard than expose myself to a former servant?"

Voldemort stared into Snape's eyes and raised his voice slightly.

"Because I don't know if you can be trusted or not, I'm afraid... afraid that you've gone from a loyal Death Eater to Dumbledore's lackey!

I couldn't believe you at the time, so four years later, you tell me why I believe you! "

Instead of stepping on Snape's hair, Voldemort stepped on his back.

"Even if you were able to rush to my side when you felt the dark mark burning when I was resurrected... I can convince myself at this time to try to trust you.

But you don't! "

"Yes, I didn't come back until two hours later, Master," Snape said loudly.

"I came back at Dumbledore's orders."

"What, you came back at Dumbledore's word?" Voldemort was furious.

"Yes, Master." Snape endured the pain and said, "I was late, but I waited for two hours. In just two hours, I promised that I could continue to stay at Hogwarts. spy!"

Voldemort stared at Snape without speaking.

"Now, Dumbledore thinks I'm his man," Snape said quickly.

"I can keep reporting on him and the Order of the Phoenix!"

"Order of the Phoenix!" roared Voldemort.

"Yes, earlier tonight, Dumbledore has issued the Order of the Phoenix, restarting the Order of the Phoenix!" Snape brought the first intelligence.

"As expected," Voldemort said dismissively. "Go on!"

"During those few months, the Dark Mark became clearer, and I knew you were going to come back, all the Death Eaters knew!" Snape continued.

"I've had enough time to think about where to go and what to do next.

I still remember your order!

But I can't get in touch with you, I can only make my own decisions, and I think... as long as you have Dumbledore's trust, you can bring more benefits.

I made it, he really thought I was his man..."

Voldemort said in his high, clear voice, "So, what important information have you brought me?"

"All the information about Dumbledore in the past sixteen years." Snape said immediately.

"This is indeed a worthy greeting..." Voldemort nodded.

"anything else?"

"Crouch has been caught, along with that house-elf, Winky. Stark sees through his plans.

So, Stark will be at your resurrection party tonight. "

"A loyal servant, unfortunately...too useless." Voldemort said indifferently.

A dead servant is worthless. No matter how loyal he is.

"I have another important piece of information."

"what?"

Snape whispered, "Dumbledore and Minister Fudge have parted ways. Fudge doesn't believe you're back.

Before long, I think next term, Fudge will interfere with Hogwarts.

Dumbledore will be too busy to deal with us. "

Voldemort smiled This was the first time he had smiled since seeing Snape.

"Yes, this is the first good news I have heard today. The other servants are of no use except regret."

Snape's face was expressionless, but his heart was relieved.

That means...he's cleared tonight.

Voldemort trusted him again.

After a moment of silence, Voldemort suddenly said: "Severus, you are a master of potions, and you are better at this than I am.

You help me to see the arm injury. "

Snape was taken aback.

I saw Voldemort pull his sleeves open, and his right hand, which he had been covering, was poisoned and black.

Snape whispered a spell and pointed his wand at the wrist, but the wound on his arm did not heal.

A storm surged in his heart, and he remembered that in the morning, the big **** came to him and asked for a series of potions.

In Voldemort, it is obviously a new type of mixed poison.

"I don't know the type of poison, and I can't cure it yet. I can only hold the poison in one hand temporarily..." Snape shook his head.

Nor did Voldemort expect Snape to heal immediately.

He stared into Snape's eyes and said suddenly, "Severus, you begged me to spare the life of that Mudblood, Lily Potter.

But I still killed her in the end, you don't blame me, do you? "

Snape looked into Voldemort's eyes, his tone unwavering: "Master, just a Mudblood!

to die... to die.

I'd long since forgotten that Mudblood. "

Voldemort kept staring at Snape's eyes, and after a long while, he smiled:

"Very well, I now give you a task.

From Stark, help me get the antidote! "

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