"Okay, sure enough, I still have to do it myself."

A handsome young man's phantom appeared in the black smoke that Quirrell had turned into, his face grim.

He opened his hand, and Quirrell's wand flew into his hand, and he pointed it at Harry, who had passed out.

Just then, a figure in a long black robe stepped past the black flames in the doorway and blocked Harry.

"Who are you?" He looked a little nervous, vaguely guessing the true identity of this handsome young man, but he still didn't want to believe it.

"Severus, long time no see."

The handsome boy gave an intriguing smile.

At the same time, his extremely handsome features gradually distorted, and his ebony black hair faded one after another......

Moments later, a balding man with no nose and red eyes appeared in front of Snape.

This is Lord Voldemort, a Dark Lord whose name can't even be mentioned!

Snape's pupils dilated, and he bent deeply.

As he bent down and looked at the ground, he quietly turned on the Occlumency to its maximum effect.

"Master, I've been waiting for you for eleven years!" He slowly raised his head, looked at Voldemort in front of him with a mixture of sadness, anticipation and relief, and said seriously, "I never believed that you would die like that, I always believed that you would one day come back and lead us to rule the world again!" ”

Voldemort looked Snape up and down with his scarlet snake eyes, his expression intriguing, as if he was pondering the truth of Snape's words.

In fact, Voldemort dared to reveal his true colors when he was far from recovering to his peak, not because he trusted his former right-hand man, but because he did not trust him.

He didn't know which side Snape was on, whether he held a grudge against him for killing Lily Potter, and why Snape was trusted by Dumbledore.

So Voldemort had to stand up and test him.

Because Voldemort had always understood Snape's strength, and knew that he was not as easy to deal with as Quirrell. If Snape really delays Dumbledore or Dracula to arrive, I'm afraid he won't be able to get the Philosopher's Stone.

Thankfully, at least for now, the former right-hand man hadn't completely betrayed him.

But to be on the safe side, Voldemort wanted to test him a little more.

"Waited for me eleven years, right?" He smiled grimly and said coldly, "But how come I only know that you have been reused by Dumbledore, and have not come to look for me once in the past eleven years?" ”

"Master, since you left, I've been lurking by Dumbledore's side in preparation for your comeback." Snape lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Under Dumbledore's watch, I'd be hard-pressed to find an opportunity to find you. ”

"Really?" Voldemort said, "But I think Dumbledore trusts you so much that he even gave you the position of Head of Slytherin." ”

"That's only because, at the time of your departure, most of the wizards from Slytherin House were being tried by the Ministry of Magic." Snape calmly explained, "In this case, the reputation of the House is also extremely low, and Hogwarts rarely recruits Slytherin professors. ”

"But I had already made plans to lurk at Hogwarts, and became the only Slytherin professor at the time. After Professor Slughorn retired, I was also the only candidate for dean. ”

Voldemort stared at Snape in the eye, and Snape didn't give in, staring at him with a very "sincere" look.

"Good, good!" Voldemort burst out laughing, "I'm glad to have such a loyal subordinate as you, Severus. ”

His originally skeptical and tentative eyes turned into a look of satisfaction and relief.

"Then Severus, now I'm going to tell you the first thing I'll need you to do for me when I return—"

Voldemort held out his hand and pointed it at Harry, who had passed out on the ground.

"—kill him for me, get the Philosopher's Stone." He said, "You will be my most powerful subordinate, above all the Death Eaters!" ”

Snape's eyelids jumped without a trace, and he didn't react immediately.

"What, are you reluctant?" Voldemort raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Or are you still in love with Lily Evans even after more than a decade?" ”

Snape's hand was hidden in his sleeve, and he subconsciously clenched his wand.

He knew that Voldemort didn't really trust him, and the relief and satisfaction on his face were just another layer of temptation.

"Do it, Severus!" Voldemort pressed in.

Snape turned to face Harry, his back to Voldemort, not letting him see his pained expression as he struggled. The nails he had hidden in his sleeves were sinking deep into the flesh, but he didn't notice it.

He looked at Harry lying on the ground, staring at the face that resembled James Potter—the face he hated and hated the most.

But he also knew that there was a pair of turquoise eyes under the curtains of that face, just like Lily's......

He can't let Lily's son die here!

Could it be ...... Is his undercover mission over before it has even begun?

Snape slowly raised his wand.

His hand was steady, but his heart was trembling, ready to turn his wand to Voldemort's position behind him in the next second!

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"Do what you have to do, and I'll take care of the rest." At this moment, a mellow voice sounded in his ears.

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Snape's eyes flickered. He easily recognized the owner of this unique voice.

It's Dracula's voice!

He gritted his teeth and no longer hesitated.

"Avada suo!"

The terrifying green beam shot straight at Harry, who had passed out. Voldemort, on the other hand, was truly relieved behind Snape's back.

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"Boom-"

The sound of a heavy floor echoed in the room.

A heavy, pitch-black plank slammed into the ground, denting a large chunk of the floor and blocking Snape's deadly spell.

The silver-haired figure stepped out from behind the plank, curling the corners of his mouth with interest.

"It's very lively!" He took out a blood-flavored lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, then leaned back on his coffin board, "I'll see, well, it looks like I'm just in time!" ”

Voldemort's relieved expression froze on his face.

"It's you again, Dracula!" He said through gritted teeth, pointing his wand quietly at Snape.

Snape's expression immediately stiffened.

Dracula was stunned for a moment by looking at Snape's suddenly blank expression, and then laughed even more interestingly.

"Professor Snape, how did you get so miserable after not seeing you in a while?" He said with a smirk, "I'm ashamed of you that a dean has been controlled by the Imperius Curse. ”

Voldemort next to him breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the plan had been carried out perfectly.

He cast the Imperius Curse on Snape at the last minute, pretending that he had cast the Requisition Curse on Harry Potter under the control of the Imperius, so that he still had Dumbledore's trust and could continue to lurk in Hogwarts Castle.

In this way, even if he didn't get the Philosopher's Stone this time, Snape, who had infiltrated the enemy's interior, would continue to provide him with information to get more opportunities to steal it.

Of course, he didn't know that Dracula had actually seen the casting of the Imperius Curse, and he had also seen Snape's deliberate cooperation, and even watched the whole process of his temptation of Snape from beginning to end. It's just that it didn't pierce it......

But Voldemort didn't know.

So he just nodded to himself and manipulated Snape to attack Dracula.

On the other side, Dracula laughed happily as Snape raised his wand at him.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Snape's figure was imprinted on the wall behind the Mirror of Eris, and a humanoid imprint was imprinted......

"Now it's your turn."

After dealing with Snape, who was in the way, Dracula turned to look at the infamous Dark Lord whose name he didn't even dare to utter.

"You're Lord Voldemort, the mysterious man who can't even name him, right?" Dracula's eyes glowed with an extremely hot light.

Since Dumbledore was reluctant to fight him, he could only have fun fighting with the dark wizard who was also at the top of the world.

The eerie wand quietly held Dracula's hand.

When Voldemort saw this, he raised Quirrell's wand with a solemn face.

"Confringo!"

Voldemort was the first to pronounce the incantation.

However, the wand in his hand abruptly changed direction, and instead of shooting the explosive spell at Dracula, it bombarded the wall behind him.

The solid wall was blasted out of a large hole in an instant.

"You can still be crooked at such a close distance, are you sure that you are really the Dark Lord himself, not a young wizard who has not yet graduated?" Dracula scoffed.

Voldemort listened to his wanton ridicule, and his eyes were full of fire, if he didn't have a nose, I'm afraid his nose would be crooked.

"You'll pay for your arrogance, Dracula." He said in annoyance.

Voldemort knew that with his current state of activity with his soul body, he could not be Dracula's opponent. Instead of striking Dracula with the explosive curse, he slammed it into the walls of the room.

With this spell, the discarded water pipe hidden behind the wall was broken in an instant-

Immediately after, a large snake head emerged from a large hole in the wall.

Dracula turned his head curiously and suddenly saw a pair of large, scary yellow eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly felt that his body became light, and he had the illusion of wanting to float away with the wind......

"It's a pity, Dracula, I'm smiling at the Philosopher's Stone." Voldemort was completely relieved to see Dracula and the serpent looking at each other, and then laughed wildly, "Thanks to your arrogance and ignorance, you actually turned your head and met the basilisk's gaze." ”

Voldemort looked like he was winning, and walked to where Harry was.

But the next moment he froze in place—

"Isn't it just a basilisk raised by Salazar, I really can't figure out where you got your confidence."

Dracula's voice rang out in the room.

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