Crouch grinned cheerfully, but didn't speak.

The black villain waited, and after a long while, he slowly spoke: "Where is it?" ”

"Are you curious?" Crouch asked meaningfully.

Snape's voice was dry, and after a moment, he replied affirmatively, "Of course." ”

Crouch did not hesitate, and said briskly: "On the eighth floor, you will find a huge portrait of a group of trolls dressed in a ballet group, holding a big stick, beating a wizard in a group. ”

"Walk three times in front of him, keeping in mind the needs of your heart."

"The Room of Responsiveness will be open for you."

"One of my father's Horcruxes was stored there."

Snape's voice chilled, "I should have thanked you for trusting me with this now." ”

Crouch didn't seem to hear Snape's yin and yang weirdness, and replied gently, "No thanks, Severus, you are now my best and only friend." ”

"And what did you make me a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor for?" Snape asked.

Crouch shook his head: "Test your loyalty." ”

"Loyalty?" Snape repeated the word.

Crouch tilted his head, looked at the black villain, and said meaningfully: "Severus, these are the biggest secrets of me, my master, and now I trust you so much that I will tell you all this." ”

The little black man didn't speak.

After a few moments, Snape's voice came out again: "Is there anything else you want me to do?" ”

"It would be best if you could let me out." Crouch spoke, looking sincere.

Snape scoffed again, "Give up this ridiculous idea." ”

He paused: "If I had the chance, I would do it." ”

Crouch sighed, "And the potion dose could be smaller."

"Potter and Dumbledore are both good at potions." Snape interrupted him, "I can hide this potion in there, it's the limit. ”

"What about the guy hiding in the school? Need me help him get out? ”

Crouch responded: "Don't worry about him, Severus. ”

"That man has been controlled by me with potions and the Imperius Curse, and he's probably in the hands of the Wild Hunter now, maybe dead."

Snape's voice was low: "Really? ”

"It's time."

"If there are other things, let's talk about them next time."

The potion failed, and the black figure was soft and muddy into a pool of transparent water.

Crouch stared at it and spat out a number: "Six hundred." ”

As soon as the potion took effect and the black villain appeared, he began to calculate the time in his mind, and the effect of ten minutes, no more, no less.

In the principal's office.

Snape sat back and said in a calm tone, "Good news." ”

"It's not in vain that we've worked so hard, and Crouch finally has more trust in me."

"According to him, Voldemort still has two Horcruxes left, a large snake like Nagini."

"One is the Ravenclaw crown as you guessed before."

Dumbledore asked him, "Where?" ”

"Bohari is right." Snape couldn't help but glance at Harry, his voice a little stuttering, "Potter guessed that there was a Horcrux hidden in the castle, but it wasn't there, now it's in the hands of Wild Hunter. ”

Geralt's face turned serious: "Wild Hunt." ”

"Looks like we're going to have to find a way to find them." Dumbledore whispered.

Harry asked, "Where was he hiding in the castle?" ”

"On the eighth floor, there is a responsive room." Snape put it succinctly, "There are portraits of trolls, think about your needs, walk through three rounds, and you can open it." ”

Dumbledore suddenly said, "I see? ”

Harry glanced at him.

"Last year, when I woke up one night, the bathroom on the eighth floor was used by students." Dumbledore patiently continued, "When I was in a hurry to find a bathroom, I passed by it a few times, and suddenly I found a clean and tidy bathroom, but I wanted to use it again the next day, but I didn't find it. ”

"And Sybil, who kept saying that she had lost several bottles of Sydney and hid them on the eighth floor, but never found them."

"Looks like she's hiding in the Room of Requirement."

Harry didn't speak, his hands intertwined, irregular movements.

"If you want to go, go and have a look." Snape read his inner thoughts and spoke bluntly.

Harry shook his head hesitantly, "Professor Snape, do you think he really trusts you?" ”

"Crouch will only trust one person, and that is his father." Snape spoke, his voice as cold as a serpent's mouth, "I don't think he'll trust me just by sending a message." ”

Harry nodded, "I'm worried about that too. ”

"Wild Hunt isn't a soft-hearted fellow, they also have magic for souls."

"I'd better hand over a weak soul to you, Professor Snape."

Snape laughed twice without emotion.

"Maybe the castle is still crowning." Harry said his guess, "There's just a secret passage that can go in and out, and if we go there, it will be able to leave with the man in the castle." ”

"Then Professor Snape will be exposed."

Snape didn't speak, looking at Dumbledore.

"I think it could be that Severus wanted to go to the eighth floor many times, but was discovered by Harry." Dumbledore pondered, and made a note, "So that we can find the Room of Need." ”

Snape's mouth was open, and he stopped talking.

This kind of stupidity

"Albus, thank you so much for your advice." Snape looked at Dumbledore's empty hands, "What I gave you, can't you wait to use?" ”

Dumbledore shook his head, "Severus, this is the best way. ”

"yes, make me an idiot." Snape nodded, and the words he spat out were like thorns.

Not long after he sat down, he got back to his feet, and gave Dumbledore and then Harry, "I'm going to get ready to be an idiot now, Albus, maybe you can give me some advice." ”

This kind of preparation is not for Crouch to see.

It is to stay in the brain and do a good job of memory storage.

Memories can be faked, but for any of the Dementors, no false memory can slip through their eyes.

That same evening.

Snape cast a disillusionment spell on himself, walked to the eighth-floor portrait of the troll, and walked three times in front of the portrait as Crouch had said, and a door appeared on the wall of the portrait.

He was going to reach out and grab the doorknob.

"Professor Snape, what are you doing here?" Harry's voice came from behind him, causing him to froze.

He held his breath and remained motionless, disguising himself as a piece of air.

The profound illusion spell made him completely merge with the environment.

(End of chapter)