[HP] Shh, it's a secret

If you thought it was Albus.Dumbledore So sorry, you guessed wrong.It is true that the old man would always come out to "make trouble" at the critical moment when the potion master brewed the potion, but now he is dead.So here comes Amycus.Carlo.

"Is something wrong?" Snape frowned habitually.Across from him, Draco began to add the last cloud essence to the antidote being boiled, without even looking up.

"It's not a big deal, it's the master," Amycus walked over slowly, and tapped the black wand in his hand on the countertop of the configuration table, "He felt a little unhappy because you didn't respond to his call last night, Let me see if you are going to betray him or if there are other reasons."

"What? Summoning?" Draco quickly raised his head, turned to look at Snape, "When, could it be..."

Inexplicably, Draco thought of the collective outburst of poison just before Snape passed out.Snape's silence at this moment almost confirmed his guess.He had been wondering before that, logically speaking, with Snape's control power, it would be absolutely no problem to suppress the toxin for one night, but it was because of the Dark Mark.

"Is there nothing to explain, Severus?" Amycus asked, as if he didn't notice Draco's strange behavior.

"Professor, he was poisoned and comatose and didn't even know there was a summon. I can testify to that." Snape was about to speak when Draco snatched him away.

"Poisoned?" Amycus squinted his eyes and looked at Snape with interest, "Well—it looks a little—gaunt! But you have to explain to the master whether it is really poisoned, as long as he I believe everything is easy to talk about, otherwise..." He smiled maliciously, his mouth tilted to one side, revealing two rows of ugly big yellow teeth.

"Of course it's your fault, little Draco," the owner of the tooth continued, "Master was surprised by your behavior last night. I heard you used Legilimency on old Gryffindor women? How about it, What an interesting secret..."

"Who allowed you to call me that?" Draco said coldly, disgusted by Amycus's expression at the moment.

"Who will allow it? ... Oh, you really think that you are still that high-ranking young master Malfoy——The Dark Lord trusts me very much, and I can take your place at any time as long as I want." Amycus smiled sinisterly Get up, suddenly, he appeared in front of Draco, the black wand was facing Draco's face, "Look, if I didn't show mercy, you are already a corpse now. Didn't your father Did I teach you that putting on airs before your strength will only make you die faster. Oops I forgot, Lucius. Malfoy is dead, poor little—”

"Amycus, that's enough," Snape snapped.

"It's also out of good intentions, so that he can see clearly..."

In just one breath, a series of accidents happened.

Amycus.Carlo's flew high and slammed into the storage cabinet behind him, his wand twirled a few times in the air and landed in Draco's hand, and the next second, his throat was caught by another The wand resisted.

"Now, let's see which one of you and I will turn into a corpse first, and which one needs to see reality?" Draco sneered and turned the wand in his hand, the skin on Amycus' neck Then a little bit was twisted in.

Amycus opened his eyes in surprise, his cheeks twitched unnaturally as if he was about to laugh or something else, very weird.Snape was actually laughing, he gave Alecto an unpleasant lick of his lips and said to Draco—

"Trust our guests are well aware, put away your wand Draco."

Draco stood up slowly, his wand still pointing cautiously at Amycus's nose, as long as the owner of the nose made any changes, he would surely teach him a lesson, which he would never forget.

"Little—little Mr. Malfoy," Draco's stern expression made Amycus swallow nervously, "Master he—he's still waiting for me to return, please, please—" Mung Bean The same eyes looked imploringly at the other wand in Draco's left hand.

Draco pouted his lips in disgust, and tossed the wand back to him like the trash.The latter caught it in a hurry, and then jumped up angrily——

"Sectum..."

With a loud bang, Amycus hit the locker again.Draco knocked him down before he could finish his spell, a perfect silent stun spell.

"I suggest you find a shorter spell next time." Draco had a sneer on his face.But it was impossible for Mr. Carlo, who was lying on the ground, to hear it, at least until the stun spell was lifted.

"Lucius will be proud of you, even if..." Snape looked at the unconscious Amycus complicatedly, and then at Draco, "Wake him up, the Dark Lord is waiting .”

"The Dark Lord never needs trash, let him lie down, trash... at least until the antidote is ready." Draco said and returned to the configuration table.The potion in the crucible has already begun to boil, and the color is just right bright green. The only thing to do now is to wait for it to cool down naturally.

There was an ominous atmosphere in the air.The Dark Lord was waiting for them, and he needed their explanation.explain?No, the current Dark Lord doesn't need anything, all he needs is to vent.Legilimency, Cruciatus and maybe... and they, he and Snape...

Draco mechanically poured the cooled potion into the vial, with a strange sense of detachment, as though it was not him who was doing it—the standing feet, the bottle-filling hand, even the breathing— .What he really felt and couldn't get rid of was the terrible feeling of suffocation in his chest... He held the antidote tightly in his hand and took a deep breath.

"Relax Draco, empty your mind." Snape stood up from the chair for the first time, he shuffled up to Draco, patted him on the shoulder, took the antidote from his hand and raised his head drink down—

"Damn it, how dare you say you didn't put the scarab powder?!"

Draco felt suddenly relieved and smiled, the fear disappearing as quickly as it had come.

"Little bastard!" Snape patted Draco on the shoulder again, "Go ahead and wake him up, we should go," he told him.

……

At the door of the dungeon in Malfoy Manor, Draco stood indifferently.Snape had been in for more than two hours, and the perfect isolation spell blocked everything.It's never been this long, what will he do to him?Dumbledore was not killed, Snape was no longer trusted like last time, what would he do to him!Draco's mind was in turmoil.In the silence and stillness, fear grows in the body...

The iron fence that isolated everything was suddenly opened, and the Dark Lord's hissing sound like a snake could be faintly heard from inside.Amycus grinned gleefully at Draco with his withered fingers gripping one of the bars of the fence.

"Five minutes," he stretched out his palm, "wait another five minutes, my master potion master and your godfather will go underground to join your father."

The fence was knocked open with a bang, and before Draco realized what he was about to do, his body had knocked Amycus away and rushed into the dungeon.As if he had stepped on something soft and slippery under his feet, he staggered, and what he saw was Snape, lying face down in a pool of blood, his bandaged arm completely exposed to the air, the wound burst open It was serious before.

Draco froze, not even realizing that the Dark Lord was standing behind him.

"You're early Draco," said Voldemort, "but it's not too early."

At this moment, the man in the pool of blood moved his hand, and Draco saw it, and of course the obviously undulating back, was breathing and was still alive.

"Master, what's wrong with him?" Draco asked humbly.

"A lesson," Voldemort shrugged nonchalantly, "Severus was once one of my best servants, loyal, courageous, and good at making potions, which was very useful. But it may be that the old guy Having been around so long that I forgot the consequences of disobeying Voldemort's orders..."

"Master, Snape was poisoned..." Draco was eager to explain, but Voldemort raised his hand to stop him.

"Poisoned, I know poisoned, Amycus told me." Voldemort turned his snake-like neck, "The problem is not here Draco, he found Potter and let him go, but forgot Call me. Look, how stupid... is that Severus?" He crouched down in front of Snape, his wand brushing the hair out of Snape's face.

"Yes—sorry, Master—" Snape responded with difficulty, a horrible wheezing sound coming from his throat.

"Sorry, ha! Sorry!" Voldemort stood up abruptly, pointing his wand at Snape's back, "Crucio (Crucio)"

Snape's body twisted.

"Potter! Master!" Draco yelled in desperation, "I know where Potter is going!"

Voldemort retracted his wand and turned to face Draco.

"you know?"

"Yes—" Draco stared at the ground, then at the wall, maybe he didn't know where to put his gaze.

"Look at me," ordered Voldemort, "and say what you know."

"It's Minerva McGonagall," Voldemort's bloodshot eyes met Draco's now, "I used Legilimency on her, and I—I saw it, Potter." —Potter is going back to Hogwarts."

"Back to Hogwarts?" Voldemort narrowed his eyes cruelly.

"Yes, back to Hogwarts, I seem to be looking for something, that's—that's—"

Draco hadn't said anything explicitly, but Voldemort had figured it out.Potter was looking for Horcruxes, and even learned that one of them was hidden at Hogwarts.This made Voldemort feel both angry and frightened. He was completely enraged, and he went mad.The blood-red eyes stared at Draco, then grabbed Draco's left arm, ripped off the skin-covered sleeve, and pointed the yew wand directly at the Dark Mark—

"Bellatrix!" screamed Voldemort, calling to his most loyal servant.

Almost immediately, a black figure appeared in the dungeon like a whirlwind, it was Bellatrix.Lester Ridge.