By the time Dumbledore arrived at the Potions office, Snape had already gathered his emotions.

No matter what, life has to go on, and life as a double agent has to go on until you succeed or fail.

In fact, when Gretel invited him, his heart was slightly shaken.

However, the students can't compare to Bai Yueguang after all.

Lily is gone, and her child, Snape, must be protected.

Even if it costs with your own life for it.

After all, this is the little proof she has left in this world.

If Harry Potter also died, Snape didn't know how to go to the realm of death to face Lily after his death.

No sooner had Dumbledore stepped into the office than Snape spoke.

"If you don't come back, I'm going to write to you."

Dumbledore frowned and looked over.

"The Dark Lord has given me orders to give you a blow and target the Order of the Phoenix at Mike Gretel.

But before that, he had given orders to all Death Eaters not to attack Mike Gretel, and it is unknown what the situation was. ”

Snape finished his message and looked up at the deep blue eyes behind the two glasses.

"Severus, take a look at this," Dumbledore handed Snape the letter Voldemort had sent him.

"This is a letter from Voldemort to me, in which he says that Mike Gretel's strength is unfathomable, and that he is coming to the door to recruit the Death Eaters.

He finally offered to work with me against Aurora, and he assured me that he wouldn't do anything to Harry until Aurora and Mike Gretel were eliminated. ”

Snape looked up anxiously after reading the letter.

"Impossible, the Dark Lord is causing trouble, he can never be trusted."

The eyes behind the glasses flashed a fine light, and in an instant they became gray again, and he opened his mouth slowly.

"Severus, don't worry, I've never believed Voldemort.

In fact, I'm here to ask you what Mike Gretel told you.

I know he's wooed you, and all of Hogwarts, except for his companions, he only gets along with you, and there's no barrier.

Whatever assurances you have made to him, this matter is important now and will affect my judgment.

I'm sure I won't believe Voldemort's words, but I'm afraid the two of them will join forces.

Remember that night when we interrogated Barty Crouch Jr.

From his mouth, we know how much Voldemort values Mike Gretel, and Barty Crouch Jr., Voldemort's most trusted Death Eater, is jealous of his place in Voldemort's heart.

I can't help but think things through. ”

In fact, Dumbledore wrote to Gretel to keep him away from Voldemort.

But who would have thought that when the letter was written, his attitude also showed that why Gretel, a little guy, still wanted to find Voldemort, didn't he know the truth that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black?

Originally, he was not worried, after all, as long as Glitter still wanted wizards and Muggles to merge peacefully.

He couldn't have been with Voldemort.

That's unrealistic, Voldemort has nothing but eternal life, and the only obsession left is to rule the wizarding world.

He wouldn't mind ruling the Muggles if he had the chance.

As a wizard of the same kind, he was still divided into three, six, nine and so on, and Muggles who had no ability to cast spells were not even slaves in his heart.

So this is the reason why Dumbledore has never been worried that Glitter will cooperate with Voldemort.

However, Voldemort's letter was a wake-up call for Dumbledore.

Although the ultimate goal of the two of them is contradictory, in the early stage, it is entirely possible for them to cooperate.

Voldemort's obstacle to ruling the wizarding world is himself, but Gretel's dawn, wanting to twist the people in the wizarding world into a rope, is also the obstacle that cannot be avoided.

No matter how much hope he had for Gretel's dawn, it was impossible for him, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, who had maintained the law of secrecy for decades, to betray his identity.

This is a responsibility that he cannot avoid.

What he was worried about was not the strength of the two of them, but the light of Gretel, who would be polluted by the Death Eaters.

If the Death Eaters and Dawn really cooperated, would those underage or just adult little ones really be able to ensure that all of them would come out of the mud without staining in the Death Eaters' big dye vat?

Snape was silent, he could tell that Dumbledore was serious.

In fact, this wasn't the first time Dumbledore had asked him about Gretel.

But he never said it once, although his students specifically told him before leaving that his information should not be kept confidential, and if necessary, he should just speak directly.

But he didn't, no matter what Dumbledore said, he didn't reveal the slightest bit of information.

Even, in order to protect Gretel's secret.

He hid the information about Glitter in his mind with Lily's bits and pieces.

That's what he did when he was under the Dark Lord.

That way, no one can get anything out of his head as long as he doesn't want to say it.

He believed that even if Dumbledore's ability to capture thoughts was stronger than that of the Dark Lord, it would not be possible.

But this time it seems to be different, and you can tell it from the eyes.

Today's headmaster seems to be very sharp.

"He won't, he said, people can be stupid, they can stay, they can be useless, but they can't take revenge on society like the Dark Lord, and he promised me that he would never be like the Dark Lord.

I could tell that he was serious when he said this. ”

Snape had yet to explain, but Dumbledore didn't relent.

"Severus, you know, it doesn't convince me, I need proof.

It's like the evidence you did to protect Harry. ”

After Voldemort's resurrection, Dumbledore tested Snape.

It was the patronus that was the same as the tip of Lily's staff, and the silver deer that leapt out of the window proved itself for him.

As long as the deer was around, Dumbledore wouldn't worry about him betraying.

The Dark Lord and Harry, there is no doubt that he will always choose Harry.

Just like the day the Dark Lord decided to attack Lily, he knelt in front of Dumbledore and asked for his help.

Even if the Dark Lord resurrected a thousand or ten thousand times, he would not choose to betray.

However, for him to prove in front of Dumbledore that Glitter would not cooperate with the Dark Lord, he really had no proof.

However, Snape could also see that the situation was dire, if Glitter could not prove that he was innocent of the Dark Lord.

Dumbledore must not have minded the crisis being left at the brink of death.

He had seen the Dark Lord in danger, but he had not made a move, and he had expressed his regret more than once.

Although it was not the same as killing the Dark Lord at the time, it was completely possible to imprison him.

With Dumbledore's prestige at the time, he did not necessarily have a symbolic objection to it.

——

While Snape was still struggling, Glitter had already studied Voldemort's memory fragments in Moldova.

As he had envisioned, the shards obtained by the threat were really not a good thing.

Compared with the memory fragments that Voldemort left on his own initiative when he fled for his life in the first grade, the fragments just obtained today do have a trap left by Voldemort.

As the Dark Lord who has been immersed in the dark magic spell for many years, Voldemort's mastery of the dark arts is definitely perfect.

Glitter didn't know how a small fragment could be inlaid with no less than ten curses at the same time.

Obviously, it took less than half a minute for Voldemort to go from cutting to throwing the pieces over.

But in such a short time, I didn't see him recite mantras, blind, weak, old, sick, and die......

Fortunately, he was cautious enough and did not make direct contact with his hands.

Otherwise, without Voldemort's hands, he would have to capsize directly.

Even with the help of the Silver Pupil Vision, it took a long time for Glitter to remove the curse from it.

The inky black fragment of memory finally became clear and transparent, and after repeated examination, Gretel finally put his mind at ease, picked up the fragment, and slapped it on his head.

A flood of memories instantly rushed to Gretel's brain.

Unlike the simple knowledge in [Gift], this memory is except for the Dementor Mind and Horcrux he requested.

It also contains Voldemort's decades of life experience.

Including his grinning torture of wizards and Muggles, as well as his painful memories of splitting souls.

As a master of receptivity, Voldemort's favorite thing to do is to invade other people's souls and create false painful memories in other people's souls.

It was a torture worse than digging out the bones.

So he knows very well that painful memories can destroy other people's souls.

Since Gretel wanted his memory, he was generous and sent him more things.

Even if Glitter survives the curse, under the washing of countless memories, even if Grett's soul is not destroyed, it will be lost in his memory.

As the Dark Lord, who studied souls the most deeply in the wizarding world, he was confident that Glitter would not be able to detect this trap.

Indeed, as Voldemort thought, Glitter stripped the curse, but there was no way to cut the memory fragment.

Even if he knew there was a trap in the memory fragment, he had to step into it.

Admittedly, he could also learn Mind Retrieval and Occlumency from scratch.

Even if these two spells are rare, but sitting on a communication company, he has no shortage of money in his hands.

With a high reward, someone will bring him what he needs.

With the help of the panel, there is nothing in this world that he can't learn in theory.

But again, he didn't have enough time, he could only go to Voldemort's adventure.

Only by getting Voldemort's memory fragments can he reduce the time cost of learning.

It's like the Unforgivable Spell, because of the [Gift], he can become a master of dark spells in just a few months.

When the memories rushed over like a tidal wave, Gretel's face instantly turned pale, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

All the memories of past and present lives combined, less than half of the memories that Voldemort stuffed in.

Glitter saw Voldemort's birth, saw his childhood, and saw the ecstasy he had when he got the Horcrux made.

In a trance, Gretel seems to have become Voldemort himself, and he gradually loses himself in the madness of the pursuit of eternal life.

As Voldemort expected, Gretel's teenage soul and brain were simply unable to hold on to themselves in this memory frenzy.

It's like a lonely sampan in the middle of a wind-howling ocean, ready to be swept into the boundless darkness by the waves.

As Voldemort's memories of torturing wizards and the pain of tearing souls came to him, Gretel's pale face gradually piled up with the same perverted smile as Voldemort's.

Fortunately, there was no one else in this office but him, otherwise it was difficult for Glitter to doubt that he would take action against the people around him in this kind of pain and suffering.

Gretel leaned back in her chair, her eyes closed, her breathing short, and she endured waves of pain.

——

Groot, who had been sleeping in his pocket for many years, seemed to sense something, and cautiously popped his head out.

I don't know what it's thinking, the green leaves on its head swirl around a few times, and I muster up the courage to burrow into my pocket again.

After a few moments, he crawled out with Gretel's wand on his shoulder.

As it climbed up along Gretel's magic robe, its eyes were full of horror, and the aura coming from Gretel's body made it feel evil and terrifying.

But it still held on to its wand and climbed upward.

Finally, along the armrest of the chair, he bravely got into Gretel's palm.

Groot held his wand, closed his eyes, and began with the green leaves above his head, and his whole body lit up with a healing emerald green light.

As if the wand had been activated, a thought rushed down his arm into Gretel's brain.

In that sea of memories, Glitter could no longer bear it, the boat capsized, and he fell into the boundless darkness.

He seemed to have forgotten who he was, and the only thing left in his head was that sharp, cold laugh.

Glitter felt annoyed, he wanted to wave his hand to drive the sound away, but the dark sea was cold, he insisted on being tired, he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

Until, a faint green light pierced through the darkness, and with great difficulty, it slipped into the sea, and rushed towards the sinking Gretel.

Light?

How can there be light here, after holding on for so long, there is only darkness.

He didn't remember what had happened, he just knew that he was tired and didn't want to work hard anymore.

But the light was still drilling down, even if the light on his body was getting less and less, and it was getting darker and darker.

Gretel, who was still sinking, seemed to be touched, and he suddenly wanted to struggle again.

As if seeing him swimming, the glimmer brightened a little, desperately approaching him.

Finally, Gretel approached the dying light, his eyes confused.

Entangled glowing tree vines?

There was a voice in his heart urging him to pick up the vine, but Gretel's arm was so heavy that he couldn't even lift it.

The light flashed twice, and then it went out little by little.

Gretel woke up suddenly, he wanted to keep this light, the only light in this darkness.

The moment he got the vine, he saw a new memory.

A young man with brown hair and brown eyes stood happily in the wand shop, the vine in his hand cheering.

Oh, so it's a wand!

The first time he used the spell, the wand summoned up its strength, so that the magic power gushed out from the tip of the wand, and the boy opened the door excitedly and called his mother to come and see.

That's Swan Gretel.

On the steaming cauldron, wands waved, and a gloomy-faced wizard stared at him.

This is Mr. Snape!

In a lecture hall, there are many youthful faces, and the boy is holding a magic wand and explaining spells on the blackboard.

And Penello, Seny, Diggory......

A strange rabbit with a brick rushes out of his wand and eats the Dementors.

tutelary

……

Countless memories awaken Gretel, and he now finally remembers that he is Gretel, Mike Gretel, Mike Gretel of the Dawn.

When I returned to the sea, a red sun was rising from the horizon.

(End of chapter)