Chapter 1052

"Pettigrew, he's not dead yet?"

Although van Lim is not very cold about the Ministry's actions, the word Peter Pettigrew him a little.

That's the guy he took back with a lot of effort, and then he was locked up in Azkaban. Even though Bellatrix and others escaped from prison on a large scale, Peter Pettigrew did not leave Azkaban. Van Lin once thought that Voldemort had completely abandoned his servant, but this time

"Oh, yes." The Auror hesitated for a moment. "Sirius Black told us not to let him die, but now it seems that this is a wrong decision."

"It was really a wrong decision." Van Lin shook his head. He couldn't grasp Sirius' thoughts.

Maybe it's because old friends of the past died one by one. Sirius thinks Peter Pettigrew can stay in Azkaban honestly and hungry.

Or let him live in pain?

In any case, life in Azkaban is not as good as death, but as death eaters leave, it's still not good there.

At the same time

On a dirty river far from London, it was overgrown with weeds and rubbish.

There stood a huge chimney, dark and terrifying, the remains of an abandoned mill.

There was no sound, only the rustling sound of the black river, and a bony fox sneaked out and rummaged hopefully through the tall weeds for old packages of fried fish and potato chips.

Apart from that, there is no sign of living life here. Suddenly, there was a faint burst of sound from the river, and a slim man in a hood came out of the thin air.

The fox froze for a moment and watched the unusual scene with vigilance. The man seemed to find his way for a moment, and then he came with a brisk step, his long cloak rustling over the weeds.

Then there was another blast, and another man in a hood appeared.

"Wait for me!" The fox, huddled in the weeds, seemed to be frightened by the shrill cry. It suddenly jumped up from its hiding place and ran upstream.

At this time, a flash of green light, and then a scream, the fox fell to the ground dead. The second man went up and turned the fox over with his toes.

"It's just a fox," a disdainful voice came from under the hood. "I thought it was an Auror - sissy, wait for me!" The man she was after had just looked back at the flash, and went on hastily towards the shore. "Sissy -- Narcissa -- listen to me --" the second woman grabbed the arm of the woman in front of her, but she immediately broke free.

"You go back, Bella!"

"You must listen to me!"

"I've heard that. I've made a decision. Don't bother me any more! "

Narcissa had climbed to the shore, where old barriers separated the river from a narrow cobblestone road. Bella followed immediately. They stood side by side by the side of the road, looking at the rows of dilapidated brick houses opposite, whose windows were dim and hidden in the dark.

"He lives here?" Asked Bellatrix scornfully. "Here? In this Muggle dunghill? We must have been the first of our kind to set foot in - "

but Narcissa didn't listen to her at all; she had made a hole in the rusty fence and was in a hurry to cross the road.

"Sissy, wait!" Bella as like as two peas, and the robe was slightly behind her. She saw that she had passed through a lane between a house and turned into another almost identical alley.

Some of the streetlights were broken; two women were running in the mottled light and darkness. Bella finally catches up with Narcissa after turning another corner. This time, she successfully grabs Narcissa's arm and pulls her over.

"Sissy, you can't do this, you can't trust him -"

"the Dark Lord trusted him, didn't you?"

"The Dark Lord I believe that It's a mistake, "Bela gasped, her eyes flashing under her hood as she saw no one around.

"Under no circumstances can we tell anyone about this plan. This is a betrayal of the Dark Lord - "

" let me go, Bella! " Narcissa growled, drew a wand from under her cloak and pointed menacingly at the other man's face.

But Bella just smiles.

"Sissy, point to your own sister? You won't - "

" nothing I dare not do again! " Narcissa took a breath. Her voice was hysterical. She swung her wand like a knife. There was another flash. Bella released her sister's hand like a scald.

"Narcissa!" But Narcissa had rushed forward. Bella rubbed her hands behind her, keeping a little distance this time, and they went deeper and deeper into the maze of brick houses.At last Narcissa reached a path called spider tail lane, from which the chimney of the mill rose like a giant shaking his warning fingers. Her footsteps echoed on the cobblestone road, and after passing through many boarded or broken windows, she finally reached the last room, and a dim light came through the curtains of the room below.

This makes Narcissa feel a little uneasy. In fact, she doesn't know whether this choice is right or not, but Lucius And the Dark Lord

She knocked on the door, and Bella came up from behind, cursing. They stood outside the door together, panting slightly, smelling the breath of the night wind coming from the river.

A few seconds later, they heard a movement behind the door, and the door opened with a click. A slender man, with long black hair and a waxy face with black eyes, was staring at them. Narcissa turned her hood back. Her face looked so pale that it shone a little in the dark; her blonde hair ran down her back and looked like a drowning man.

"Narcissa!" The man opened the door wider to let the light shine on the sisters. "What a surprise."

"Severus," she whispered nervously. "Can I talk to you? It's urgent. "

"Of course." He dodged and let her in. And her sister, still in her hood, followed in, though not invited.

"Snape," she said briefly.

"Bellatrix," he replied, with a slight sneer at the corners of his mouth, and closed the door behind them. They went straight into a small living room and felt like they were in a ward. Several walls were full of books, mostly bound in black or brown leather; a tacky sofa, an old-fashioned armchair, and a rickety table were shaded by the dim light from the candle chandeliers on the roof. It feels like a forgotten corner, which usually seems to be uninhabited.

Snape put Narcissa on the sofa. She took off her cloak, threw it aside, and sat down with her eyes fixed on her pale, trembling hands on her knees. Bellatrix is taking off his hood much more slowly. Although her sister is very beautiful, she is very Like a skeleton, she stood behind her sister, but her eyes were always on Snape.

"So, is there anything I can do?" Snape asked, simultaneously facing the two sisters in the armchair.

"No one else Is it? " Narcissa asked softly.

"Of course not. Oh, Wormtail's here, from the Lucius system, but we're talking about people, not worms, right He pointed his wand at a wall full of books behind him, and with a bang, a hidden door opened, and on the narrow staircase inside stood a man who was stupefied.

"As you can see, Wormtail, we have guests coming," snape said lazily. The man crept down the last steps, bowed. He has a pair of watery little eyes, a pointed nose, and a disgusting smirk on his face, but all of these are very astringent. His life in Azkaban

"If you want something to drink, Wormtail will be happy to help," snape said. "Then he will go back to the bedroom." Wormtail retreated, as if Snape had thrown something at him.

Obviously, he was afraid of Snape. He was not the loyal Death Eater who had completed the task of the Dark Lord. He was just a poor man who had just escaped from Azkaban

After a while, Wormtail took a bottle of red wine. His hands were shaking, and it seemed that he had not recovered completely.

He knew all three of them, even in Hogwarts. They were classmates, but now

Snape poured the blood red wine into three glasses and handed two of them to the sisters. Narcissa murmured a thank you, but Bellatrix said nothing, still glaring at Snape.

It didn't seem to upset him, on the contrary, he looked quite happy.

"Bless the Dark Lord," he said, lifting his glass and drinking. The two sisters did as he did. Snape filled them up again.

Narcissa, as she drank her second glass of wine, said hastily, "Severus, I am very sorry that I have come to visit you so rashly, but I must come to see you. I think you're the only one who can help me -- "

Snape raised her hand and stopped her from talking, pointing his wand at the door leading to the stairs. With a loud noise and a scream came the sound of the Wormtail rushing upstairs.

"I'm sorry," said Snape. "He's been eavesdropping behind the door lately, and I don't know what he means by that Where are you, Narcissa

She took a deep breath trembling and continued. "Severus, I know I shouldn't be here, I can't tell anyone anything, but -"

"then you should shut up!" Bellatrix growled. "Especially in front of such people!""Such a man?" Snape repeated sarcastically. So how do I understand, Bellatrix? "

"That's that I don't trust you, Snape. You know it very well." Narcissa made a sound like a dry cry and covered her face with her hand. Snape put his glass back on the table and sat back, his hands on the armrest of the chair, smiling at Bellatrix's angry face.

"Narcissa, I think we should listen to Bellatrix so she doesn't interrupt us all the time. Well, go on, Bellatrix, "said Snape. "Why don't you trust me."

"A hundred reasons!" She said aloud, strode over from behind the sofa and slammed down her cup on the table. "Where to start! Where were you when the Dark Lord failed? Why didn't you try to find him when he disappeared? What have you done with Dumbledore all these years? Why do you want to stop the Dark Lord from getting the Sorcerer's stone? Why didn't you come here the day the Dark Lord was born again? Where were you a few weeks ago, when we fought bloody battles to retrieve the Dark Lord's prophecy? And why, Snape, have Harry Potter been alive for the last five years with your kindness? "

She stopped, her chest heaved violently and her cheeks flushed. Behind her, Narcissa sat unresponsive, her face still buried in her hands. Snape smiles.

"Before I answer you - Oh, yes, Bellatrix, I'll answer you! You can pass on my words to those who whisper behind my back, and take the false rumors that I betrayed him back to the Dark Lord. Before I answer you, I said, let me ask you one more question. Do you really think the Dark Lord hasn't asked me all these questions? Do you really think he would let me sit here and talk to you if I didn't give him a satisfactory answer? "

She hesitated. "I know he believes you, but -"

"do you think he is wrong? Or did I deceive him? Think I've made a fool of the Dark Lord, the greatest wizard, the most skillful person in the world who plays with mind taking

Bellatrix didn't say anything, but for the first time it looked a little awkward.

Stupid woman? But Severus showed no sign of it on his face.

For Bellatrix, her loyalty to Voldemort is beyond doubt, but this is also Bella's weakness, unconditionally believe in Voldemort, because in her eyes, he is omnipotent.

Snape is not entangled in this. He took his glass again, took a sip, and then went on, "you ask me where the Dark Lord went when he failed. I'm at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry, where he ordered me to stay, because he wanted me to spy on Albus Dumbledore. I thought, you know, I stood by the orders of the Dark Lord

She nodded almost imperceptibly, and was about to open her mouth when Snape stopped her.

"You ask me why I didn't try to find him when he disappeared. Like Avery, Jacqueline, the carrots, greyback, Lucius, "he tilted his head slightly toward Narcissa," and there were so many people who did not go to him. I believe he's finished. I'm not happy. I'm wrong, but If he doesn't forgive us who once lost faith, he won't have a few followers left. "

"He and I!" Bellatrix said excitedly. "I, for his sake, have been in Azkaban for so many years."

"Yes, indeed, very admirable," snape said in an uninteresting tone. "Of course, you're useless to him in prison, but it's certainly a good gesture -"

"posture!" She screamed; she looked mad. "I'm suffering from Dementors, and you're still at Hogwarts, comfortable as Dumbledore's pet!"

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