I saw Lucius walk up to Snape's side, and the meaning was already very obvious - Snape was my Lucius's man, and you were not allowed to touch him.

"Lucius get out of the way and let me kill this traitor."

Dolphin was still relentless in his desire to trouble Snape.

This behavior has made Lucius impatient, and he thinks that the other party has become stupid: "Dolfin, you idiot! Severus is the person whom the master wants to see by name, in what capacity do you dare to stop him? ”

Most of the Death Eaters present were hostile to Snape, but even Antonin Dolokhov didn't make a move when he saw Snape, and the only ones who actually shot were Travers and Dolfin.

Because even Dolokhov knows . Snape used to be one of Voldemort's most trusted subordinates, and even responded to Snape's requests, since the other party dared to come to Voldemort at this time, there was a high probability that he was forgiven.

Looking at Lucius's appearance, Dolphin asked with some uncertainty, "Is it really the master's meaning?" ”

"Am I going to lie to you about this?"

Lucius said impatiently that it was already annoying to deal with that group of subhumans every day.

Do you expect Bella to be in charge of that subspecies? These things are not all left to Lucius to deal with.

Then he stopped talking about Dorfin, and turned to Snape, "Severus, go in quickly, the master has been waiting here for a long time." ”

Snape nodded at Lucius, then turned and entered the inside of the Castle of the Terrors.

Originally, it was a sacred place for vampires, with coffins almost every other room, and it was a place where vampires liked to sleep, and the Death Eaters had thrown them all away when they took over the place.

None of them, including Voldemort, were in the habit of sleeping in a coffin.

Generally speaking, people of high status choose to live at the top of the castle, like saving a princess who has been captured by a demon, and the brave can usually fight the demon to the death only on the top floor.

It's just that Voldemort's habits are a little different, and as a standard parseltongue, he likes to be in a dark, cold environment just like snakes.

So where Voldemort is located, at the bottom of the Castle of Terror.

Voldemort sat in the middle of the basement, and next to him stood Bella and Dolohov.

"Here you are, my dearest subordinate."

Voldemort stood up from his seat when he saw Snape, and at the same time a heartfelt smile on his face, he was genuinely happy.

Snape's arrival here meant that he had been given his own research

It's done.

"Master, this is the potion you asked me to copy."

Snape pulled a test tube from his black robe and handed it to Voldemort.

"Great job."

Voldemort took the potion with a relieved face, gently swiped his index finger over the smooth and transparent glass bottle, and then uncorked the bottle and drank the liquid inside.

"Master."

Before Bella and Dolokhov could get in time, Voldemort drank the potion.

In general, Voldemort would not trust anyone.

Unless he's also good at it.

Potions are also what Voldemort is good at, and his own potion level is not low at all, otherwise he would not be able to complete those dangerous magic transformations alone.

"A miraculous potion."

Voldemort closed his eyes and took in the magic of Bresta Potion: "It gave me a whole new experience. ”

"With the help of this potion, it's no wonder those Aurors were able to beat my lovely servants to the ground."

Voldemort did not hesitate to praise the magic of Bresta Potion.

In many cases, you can only understand it if you have experienced it yourself.

"Severus, my most trusted subordinate, how much of this potion have you made?"

Voldemort, who had tasted the benefits of Bresta's potion, turned his gaze to Snape.

"As long as there are enough raw materials, I can make as much as you need."

Hearing Snape's reply, Voldemort laughed again, and smiled happily, laughing so hard that he even flipped his teeth out: "Hey, hey, hey." ”

"Good. Severus, you're doing a very good job."

At this moment, Voldemort's blood-red eyes seemed to have seen the future, the blood-soaked Ministry of Magic, and the Hogwarts at his feet.

"Severus, I want you to make more of this potion, make as many as you can, and I will leave the materials to others to take care of, you just need to concentrate on making them."

Naturally, the materials were handed over to Lucius to deal with, and Lucius was like a versatile steward, keeping everything in order, and he didn't need to worry about anything.

Now Voldemort was used to leaving everything to Lucius to handle.

"By next year, we'll have a big surprise for those idiots at the Ministry of Magic in England."

"Yes, master."

Snape bowed his head respectfully, his eyes devoid of any focus, like a walking corpse, and even without the color of his eyes.

Occlumency.

For the rest of the day, Snape spent most of his time boiling potions in the Castle of Terror, and when the potions were placed in front of Voldemort, he praised Snape in public.

But no one was going to provoke Snape again this time

Travers lay in bed for a whole week, and finally went to Snape, where he tried many healing techniques to no avail.

Don't offend a potions master easily, especially if the other person has a small heart.

At the same time, at Hogwarts, far away in England, Dumbledore, who was discussing important matters with 'Fudge', finally appeared in front of everyone.

"It's not a very famous wizard who has disappointed you, but an old man like me who is in charge of teaching you, I hope you won't be disappointed."

As soon as Dumbledore appeared, he made everyone laugh with a few witty words.

If Dumbledore is not a famous wizard, then there may be no one in the entire wizarding world who can be called famous.

"And what magic are you going to teach us, Professor Dumbledore?"

Someone from below asked.

"Magic? No. Dumbledore shook his head: "Basically, you Professor X who can teach it have all been taught, and even more powerful magic will be in danger."

"I'm not going to teach you magic just yet."

Everyone looked at each other after listening to Dumbledore's words.

Magic Camp doesn't teach magic, so what does it teach? It's not going to teach you to drive a tank, is it? Press 'F' to enter the tank?

"And what are you going to teach us?"

Hearing this, Dumbledore smiled mysteriously at the group.

"A very interesting spellcasting technique is the idea that Dudley provides, and it can make you at least twice as strong."

(End of chapter)