Well, as you said, we don't need to worry about the safety of the others, but you still haven't explained to me why you want me to heal the Dark Lord......" Snape asked with a gloomy expression.

"You're too anxious, Severus!" Dumbledore looked at Snape and sighed in disappointment.

"Impatient? I hope you can understand that you are dying, and who will fight against the Dark Lord once you die? Who will keep Potter safe? Snape said angrily.

He couldn't understand why Dumbledore could maintain such optimism at such a dangerous juncture.

"So we have to plan accordingly, and that takes time and patience!" Dumbledore calmed Snape's emotions and continued.

"Voldemort has always been very suspicious, and if you cure him this time, he will trust you a little more in the future......"

"You and I should both know that the Dark Lord never trusts anyone!" Snape thought about the scene where Voldemort praised him last night, muttered mockingly, and then looked at Dumbledore again.

"Or do you expect me to gain the Dark Lord's trust and kill him when he is unprepared?"

If Dumbledore is alive, then he can still play a role in passing on some information, but if Dumbledore is dead, then what is the use of spending so much effort to win Voldemort's trust and become his right and left hand?

"No, I don't expect you to kill Tom, with your strength you can't do that!" Dumbledore said with certainty.

Hearing this, Snape's face twitched slightly.

"So I just want you to do something for me when the time is right!" Dumbledore's expression became serious, and he took an object out of a drawer and placed it on the table. "Give this to him!"

Snape stared at the object on the table, and then hurriedly looked up at Dumbledore, a look of astonishment and confusion on his face, and he almost wondered if Dumbledore had taken the wrong thing.

"Are you sure you want me to give this to the Dark Lord?"

Snape looked at Dumbledore as if he were looking at a patient with severe Alzheimer's disease.

What did he think of the Dark Lord? A baby in a cradle? Or an ignorant toddler?

Maybe it used to be, but it's a pity that the Dark Lord is grown up now......

"That's right! I need you to hand it over to Voldemort yourself, it's critical......" Dumbledore nodded, his expression extra solemn, not a joke at all.

Snape looked at him deeply, took the object on the table into his arms, and asked. "Can you tell me what it does?"

"If the time comes, you and he will understand!" Dumbledore replied.

Snape's brow furrowed, and he was very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's misty words, and it took him a long time to spit out a word. "And how do I know when the right time is?"

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, thinking of Trelawney's prophecy, and his eyes under the meniscus suddenly burst into a blue glow, and he spoke slowly.

"If one day after I die, Voldemort suddenly falls into a state of great fear and panic, then that is the time!"

Snape was silent, and Sharp turned to leave.

He planned to go back and take a closer look at whether the healing potion he had brewed would cause any irreversible damage to the wizard's brain and thus affect a person's IQ......

Otherwise, how could Dumbledore suddenly be whimsical......

……

Meanwhile, London, Wizard Station.

With a crisp roar, the Hogwarts train came to a halt on the platform with billowing smoke.

Ivan and the others took their luggage early, waited at the door of the train, and when the Hogwarts train stopped, they got off the train together, and waved in front of the platform of nine and three-quarters.

"Goodbye, Harry and Ron, remember to worry about your summer vacation!" Hermione looked at the two of them reluctantly, then at Ivan.

"Understood, I'll remember to write letters!" Ivan didn't wait for Hermione to speak, and was the first to answer.

Hermione, however, shook her head and said with a smile. "I just wanted to say, if I have time during the summer vacation, I will come to you!"

"Don't! Don't come! Hearing that Hermione was going to come to Tumble Alley, Ivan's scalp tingled and he hurriedly refused.

But as soon as he said this, Ivan immediately regretted it.

Sure enough, the smile on Hermione's face immediately retracted, and she pursed her lips instead, glaring at him angrily.

"It's not that you're not welcome, Hermione, it's just that it's not safe there this year...... Here's why! Ivan spread his hands helplessly.

Tumbledown Alley was already chaotic, coupled with the impact of Voldemort's resurrection, even he was too busy to take care of himself, how could he have the heart to entertain Hermione.

"Because of the mystery man? Are you worried that he will seek revenge on you? Hermione quickly thought of this, and the slight anger disappeared from her heart, and she spoke eagerly. So what to do? Otherwise, you should hide in Hogwarts during the summer vacation, and the mysterious people will not dare to go there! ”

Harry and Ron, who were on the side, also looked at Ivan worriedly when they heard this.

Looking at the little witch who came up with a blind idea, and Harry and the others who echoed it, Ivan couldn't cry or laugh for a while, and didn't know how to explain it.

At this time, behind several people, a voice sounded,

"Don't bother, Hermione, I think Professor Dumbledore will invite you to my house in a while......"

Everyone turned to look over, but it was Sirius who had walked out of the aisle of Platform Nine and Three-Quarters with a large suitcase of luggage.

Harry was delighted, so he didn't have to stay at Dursley's house during the summer holidays, and he could see his friends.

"Then why didn't you tell us the news in the morning?" Harry asked curiously.

"Professor Dumbledore was going to keep me a secret from you for the time being, so I could surprise you then!" Sirius smiled, then looked at Ivan again, and said bitterly.

"Ivan, remember to persuade your mother more when you go back, let her let go of her past prejudices, after the resurrection of the mysterious man, the entire wizarding world will become unsafe, and Tumble Alley will only be more dangerous......"

"Sirius, I remember that you and my mother have always been at odds. Why do you suddenly care about her? Ivan asked, puzzled.

"Now the situation is critical, and it's not the time to care about those small contradictions." Sirius raised an eyebrow, although he didn't like Althea very much, but for the sake of Ivan and his deceased comrade, he wouldn't want anything to happen to him.

(End of chapter)