Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

He is dusty.

Godric's frames are all bleached several shades.

In the principal's office.

Both Snape and Harry were there, and they watched Dumbledore pour himself a full glass of honey water, took another gulp, and breathed out comfortably: "Harry, Severus, during this time, I This old man is too wronged."

"Except for the Three Broomsticks and the Leaky Cauldron, there isn't a single pub out there that has pure honey water."

"They all cheated. The honey water that was sent to me, an old man, was just a little bit of honey mixed with a whole cup of warm water. God, can that kind of thing be called honey water?"

Harry looked at him coldly: "Have you ever thought that that kind of honey water is normal?"

"If you think about it, it's not normal to drink a whole glass of honey mixed with a little water."

"Hermione has said more than once that it's unbelievable that you still have all your teeth in such a hustle and bustle like you."

Snape sneered: "Potter, you didn't look like he asked me for potions when he had a toothache."

"Poor, it's unimaginable."

Dumbledore let out a breath and looked at Snape: "Severus, where is Voldemort?"

Snape's face was gloomy, and he hugged his arm: "Very well."

"Barely anything but getting revenge on some of the people he said were friends and aren't."

"He's alone every day."

"I was only allowed to enter the bedroom when he called me to treat him, but I couldn't see anything. He became more careful and cautious, and almost no one could gain his complete trust."

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully: "The pair of Horcruxes, he has no idea?"

Snape shook his head, "No."

"I heard him talk about the Horcruxes. Maybe Barty Crouch Jr. knew where the other Horcruxes were, but he didn't tell anyone about these things in detail except him."

At this, Snape paused.

"Barty Crouch Jr. I've seen him, and he's alive."

"only."

"It's a bit different from the Barty Crouch Jr. in my impression. He is becoming more and more like him now."

The latter he, no doubt, refers to "Voldemort".

Dumbledore nodded at the table: "Well, it seems that Voldemort is very confident in his method of hiding Horcruxes."

He paused, turned to look at Harry, and smiled: "Harry, you really always bring me great surprises."

"Hogwarts."

"What a great word. When I came back, I went to the hall to see the school badge. It's so beautiful."

Harry waved his hand: "Speak the business."

"During the period when you were stabilizing Hogwarts, Godric and I didn't exactly go on a trip." Dumbledore continued, "The person who is most familiar with Tom in the world, except for himself, is probably me. I have been searching for clues in the orphanage where he stayed in London, and in Little Hangleton during this time."

"You know."

"Voldemort is very old, he is in his seventies."

"Even if the traces of the past are not concealed, there are almost no clues left, not to mention that he has deliberately concealed his past."

"However, not having to worry about Hogwarts matters made me very relaxed. I could not be so impatient and could search slowly. It really made me find something."

"I might find another of his Horcruxes."

Another Horcrux?

Both Harry and Snape's eyes became dangerous, and they looked at Dumbledore together.

"It seems that you haven't wasted your life in vain." Snape sneered, "Where is it?"

"A place far away from Hogwarts." Dumbledore shook his head, "That is indeed an unimaginable place."

"If it wasn't for Tom's life being too barren, there aren't many memories that he can value. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to find them for a while."

Snape turned his head, his heart was traumatized, to a certain extent, he is no different from Tom Riddle, life is very poor, so poor that all their happiness can be written on a single page, and even More than half of the blanks are rich.

"It's by the sea, over there in Margate."

Dumbledore poured himself another glass of honey water.

"That's one of the few fond memories of little Tom's childhood." Speaking of these, Dumbledore sighed a little, "Their orphanage was taken to the seaside for a trip, and Tom seemed to be very fond of the one who had only been there once. The place has a particularly deep impression, and he hid a Horcrux there."

"But I have to admire his ingenuity and ideas."

"I went in, but it's a pity that one person can't get that Horcrux, I need help."

Harry nodded: "I'll go with you, and Professor Snape is going to sue?"

Snape's expression became even more unnatural.

Dumbledore smiled: "Of course, Severus, you will be wronged in this matter."

"Aha, how can I be wronged about being loyal to my great master." Snape stood up with a cold face, "Can I borrow your fireplace?"

Dumbledore tilted his head: "You can try the fireplace taught by Defense Against the Dark Arts. I remember that the Ministry of Magic has not withdrawn the authority of that fireplace."

Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts

Snape was taken aback, and couldn't help gritting his teeth a little bit.

Damn it.

Dealing with Sirius Black again?

This caused him to be hurt by Dumbledore, and he was stabbed severely. After taking a deep breath, he slammed the door and left.

"Shall we go now?" Harry also stood up and extended an invitation to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore shook his head, shaking the cup in his hand: "Don't worry, let me rest for a while, I'm still in London until this morning."

"He's very interested in movies, so he went to see one." Godric's portrait flew over and muttered dissatisfiedly, "But he doesn't seem to know how to get along with No-Majs, he doesn't know how to pay or take money. In the end, they used the Disillusionment Charm to sneak in with me, and even took my picture frame apart.”

Harry looked at him blankly.

Dumbledore coughed twice: "Yesterday."

"Yesterday he traveled to Amsterdam and flew kites all day." Godric continued to undress him.

Dumbledore put down his cup, thought carefully about his itinerary for the past few days, and felt a little helpless: "Okay, okay, let me rest for a while, the old man doesn't have so much energy, at least wait for Snape to pass the news To Tom."

Outside Malfoy Manor, Snape deftly opened the barrier of the manor and strode in.

He just entered the house.

He was stopped by Bellatrix who was guarding the living room.

"Severus, why are you here?" She was a little surprised, Snape almost never appeared outside the weekend, but today is not the weekend.

Snape frowned: "It's very important, I want to see the master."

"Oh?" Bellatrix said, "What is it?"

"You have no right to know." Snape strode toward the bedroom.

Bellatrix squinted at him.

Before the bedroom door, Snape took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

After a while.

The door was pulled open.

Snape walked in respectfully, with his head bowed.

"My dear friend, Severus, why are you here today?" Voldemort looked at him with a cheerful tone, "What's the matter? I heard what you said downstairs."

Snape didn't even look up: "Master, Dumbledore."

"No need to do this, look up and watch me speak." Voldemort waved.

Snape looked up.

He finally saw a different bedroom. In the past when he came, there would only be that pool and a big bed in the bedroom.

But now, the bedroom is filled with all kinds of shocking black magic books, and the scattered papers are full of complex and sharp spells, as well as some hideous and terrifying blueprints for body modification.

The two of them looked at each other.

Snape said calmly: "Dumbledore found one of your Horcruxes, Master, and he wants to take Potter to find him."

"Horcrux?" Voldemort's face changed slightly, "Which one?"

Snape replied, "In a cave by the sea in Margate."

Voldemort nodded, suddenly relaxed, and the smile returned to his face: "It turned out to be that one."

"Dumbledore is really great."

"I am afraid that all traces of magic will hardly escape his eyes."

Snape said nothing.

Voldemort beckoned to him, Snape walked in, and the two kept looking at each other: "Then, why did Dumbledore tell you this?"

"He still trusts you?"

While speaking, he glanced at Snape's broken arm from the corner of his eye.

Here's the markup.

"No one knows what Dumbledore is thinking." Snape said blankly, "It's just that he suffered a lot of injuries, with a scar on his arm, and when he came back, he was delirious, dazed and frightened." look."

Voldemort laughed triumphantly: "It's a pity, I can't see it with my own eyes."

"Severus, mind if I use your brain?"

Snape immediately knelt down and bowed his head.

Voldemort drew out his wand, rested it on the top of his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, Voldemort let go of his wand and smiled even more triumphantly: "It's so delightful!"

"Is Professor Dumbledore so old?"

Snape stood up and met his eyes again.

"Severus, you are loyal." Voldemort praised him. "Keep an eye on them."

Snape was taken aback, not quite understanding what Voldemort meant.

this.

It seems that he doesn't care too much about his Horcrux?

"I have checked all my Horcruxes myself." Voldemort said softly, "I have checked every one of them, so my dear Severus, what Dumbledore is doing now is within my expectations."

"Don't worry, you'll soon know why."

Snape nodded.

Voldemort sighed, looked away, looked through the window at the dark dome: "Severus, can I really trust you?"

Snape did not hesitate: "Of course, master, you can trust me completely, I am your most loyal servant."

"Then, I can give you a task." Voldemort turned around, his dark eyes were slightly scarlet, "Help me find a way to kill Dumbledore, will you?"

There are more nights!