Chapter Eighty-Five: Snape the Spy

Originally, it was just a small thing, but in this special period, no one can laugh it off.

Another Gryffindor student had been attacked, and that was the first thought on everyone's mind, and it was strange why no one could be found.

It couldn't have been the heir who had taken Seamus away, they couldn't think of any value for Seamus to do so.

Throughout the afternoon, Gryffindor students searched the castle under Professor McGonagall's command, with a number of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students participating. Hundreds of students were running back and forth in the castle, shouting Seamus's name everywhere, but unfortunately how could the dead respond.

It is worth mentioning that Ginny also joined the search team, and it was clear that she was killed by her own hands, wasn't it? No matter how much she shouted, there was no way that Seamus would have answered her anymore, she should have known it a long time ago.

Of course, the Slytherin students are still watching the theater, and they don't care if the Gryffindor guys live or die.

Anyway, the other party never cared about them, did they?

Dumbledore had a headache.

He was too old to have as much energy as a young man, even with Snape's potions.

The resurgence of the Death Eaters, the assault in the castle, the resurrection of Voldemort, there are so many important things for him to worry about, but he can't find a reliable assistant who can be trusted. Everything needs to be done by yourself, and for an old man, Dumbledore is overdrawing his life.

Harry Potter was still too young to handle the heavy load, and Dumbledore couldn't have told him about it, and it wasn't up to a few of their little wizards to meddle in the current matter.

"Minerva, have you found anyone?"

Rubbing his brows, Dumbledore felt a wave of weakness, he was tired but couldn't rest.

"No, no. I thought, maybe ......"

McGonagall blushed, she couldn't see anyone alive or dead, but she couldn't just leave it alone.

"Minerva, be optimistic, the students who have been attacked so far are just petrified."

Dumbledore, who didn't know the seriousness of the matter, said optimistically.

"It's the students who are found that they are just petrified, but what about the students who are not found? If he's still alive, if we don't find him soon, maybe he'll be - and, things are getting worse, at first it was just a slight petrification, then the whole person turned into a stone statue, and now he is just missing, maybe 'he' is recovering liliang. ”

Professor McGonagall's voice was choked, and perhaps Seamus was being tortured by the heir right now.

"He's gone!"

Dumbledore said firmly, without Voldemort in control, Malfoy's courage and ability were not enough to dominate the Death Eaters.

"Okay, you go down and rest first, I'll figure it out."

With a wave of his hand for Professor McGonagall to leave, Dumbledore stuck his head in the fireplace.

He grabbed a handful of Floo powder and threw it into the fireplace, leaning his head close to the green flames and shouting, "Seaver, Seaver, are you there?" If you can, make a trip to the principal's office. ”

Soon, Snape's cold face was reflected in the green fire of the fireplace in the headmaster's room, and he strode out of the fireplace, shaking off the ashes of his body.

"Damn, you spent a little time eating candy to clean your fireplace, and it's full of soot."

Snape's face was darker than McGonagall's, and anyone who came out of Dumbledore's fireplace would never have a clean face, and who knows how long he hadn't cleaned the fireplace. Maybe since he became the principal, he hasn't cleaned it up.

"Severus, do you want a cockroach pile, eat something sweet to think about."

Dumbledore pulled out a large plate from the drawer of his desk, which was filled with dense cockroaches, still alive, and those long, slender feet were constantly shaking.

Dumbledore picked up a cockroach and threw it into his mouth and chewed it twice, nodded in satisfaction, and piled the cockroaches in a pile, signaling Snape to come with one.

Snape's face was now not black, but completely iron-blue, something that looked disgusting, and only the Gryffindor trolls would like it, and the elegant and calm Slytherin students never ate this kind of snack, which would make them feel nauseous like vomiting.

"You'd better eat it yourself. Tell me, if it's okay, I'll go back to making potions. ”

Snape pursed his lips in displeasure, and his black robe was straight and straight, without shaking at all.

"Okay, Seaver. You should have heard that one of Gryffindor's students has gone missing, and he hasn't been found yet. ”

Dumbledore became more serious, knowing that if it weren't for Lily Potter, Snape wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to him. If you talk nonsense, Snape will really turn away and not give him the headmaster at all.

"So what?"

Snape sneered, if it weren't for Harry having the same eyes and blood as the woman he loved, even Harry Potter wouldn't care.

"Alas, Seaver, you ought to be more loving. We all know that the Heir has left the castle and that he won't be at Hogwarts now, so I suspect it's not the same person as before. ”

Dumbledore sighed, he had tried hard to influence them, but until now he had not been able to influence any of the Slytherin students. That house was always different and out of place with the others, and even though the students of the other three houses adored him, they never had a crush on him.

This is true for all students, let alone the graduates who are more sophisticated.

"So?"

Snappee asked rhetorically with a non-smirk.

"I'd like you to- investigate the Slytherin students secretly to see if they're ......"

Dumbledore said hesitantly, knowing that such a request would surely make the other party furious.

"Humph! Again, do you suspect that we did it when something happens? Why don't you investigate your impulsive little trolls? ”

Sure enough, Snape was furious, and he unceremoniously accused Dumbledore of favoritism.

Dumbledore didn't retort, just pursed his lips and looked at him quietly.

Not to be outdone, Snape glared at each other in the Headmaster's room.

"The missing student is in the same dormitory as Harry Potter." 、

For a long time, such a sentence came out of Dumbledore's mouth.

Snape's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth, "I know what to do!" ”

With that, he violently slammed open the door of the principal's office and left in a rage.

The cold wind poured into the headmaster's office through the wide open door, and Dumbledore lowered his head helplessly, he didn't want to force the poor man who was struggling with love and hate, and was immersed in pain and guilt, but there was nothing else he could do.

For the sake of justice and ultimate victory, Dumbledore could only continue to force Snape to do what he did not want to do. If there is a shijie after death, let's daoqian to him at that time. However, Snape would not accept it.

Dumbledore also admitted that he did have some partiality, or rather hostility towards Slytherin. When this happened, he immediately thought that the Slytherin students had done it, and never doubted that it might be the Gryffindor students.

He didn't trust Slytherin wizards, and Dumbledore couldn't do otherwise, and he couldn't completely eliminate bias as a human being.

"I'm sorry, Severus, I'm going to concentrate on Tom right now, and I don't have any other energy to deal with the little things between the students."

Dumbledore's Daoqian dissipated in the cold wind of the Headmaster's Office, and no one could see his vulnerable side, he was the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, and he could only show himself stronger than the Dark Lord in order to fight the increasingly powerful Death Eaters.

What no one expected was that even if he was as strong as Dumbledore, he was just a lonely old man who had lost his relatives and had no descendants.

Snape left the headmaster's office with a dark face, and all his students were so frightened that no one dared to approach him.

Snape didn't bother to bother with it, but if it was Harry's business, he couldn't leave it alone.

Whether it was to atone for his sins or to make up for the guilt in his heart, he couldn't ignore Lily's blood.

However, everything he did was not what he wanted, and Snape actually did not agree with Dumbledore's philosophy, and he did not want to let Dumbledore do his wish just like that.

It is enough to keep a few key students under surveillance.

If this is really related to the heir, then it must not be something that ordinary Slytherin students can do, and it is estimated that only the best ones can satisfy "that person" in Slytherin.

Snape returned to his office, where he opened his notebook and looked at it silently for a long time, before finally making up his mind.

There is only one thing that must not be allowed, and that is to let Harry Potter die.

For this, he can give everything, even his own life.

"Don't embarrass me—"

Snape prayed to someone else, but he actually accepted Dumbledore's claim that the Slytherin students had done it.

He didn't want Slytherin students to think he was being watched, Snape wasn't a qualified professor, but he was a good dean and he worked hard to defend his students. He didn't want to burden his students too much if he could.

Taking out a few bottles of potions from the shelves in his office, Snape held them up in front of his eyes and shook them gently, the turquoise, pure color, this was undoubtedly the best potion without any impurities. As a master of potions, he made it himself, and he will rely on these potions to protect Harry Potter for the next few days.

Potions can be used for many purposes, from brewing honor to stopping death, and with enough power, it's not surprising to brew potions of any kind of strange use. Naturally, there are potions used to prevent students from going out.