HP heard I should be a Death Eater

Snape's tone was flat, but Signus realized that this was another unsuitable topic for questioning, so he switched to talking about something else: "I thought you would attend Hogwarts with the remaining professors tonight. Ci's dinner is coming." As he said, he took off the clothes sticking to his body, and rearranged his messy hair in front of the mirror.This angle was just right to see Snape's indifferent expression through the mirror, and after a moment's reflection, Signus found that Snape always seemed to be unhappy, not at all like other silly first-year children.There are always many things hidden in his heart, which weigh on him, force him to grow, and deprive him of the possibility of happiness.And it was very unfortunate that the wizard half of his blood had to send him to Slytherin, which was not a warm place.

Maybe it's the pain that makes people sentimental. Signus has lived with Snape for a semester, but tonight he remembered all the little details that he had neglected during the semester, and analyzed it unconsciously. How lonely a child can be in Slytherin.

However, the first-year children who were involved did not have as many thoughts in Signus's mind, and they did not feel that there was anything wrong with being isolated by young masters and young ladies who were full of achnatherum splendens.He can't learn to please, and he won't change his cold personality for anyone. Those pure-blood students who think highly of themselves can't find any sense of superiority from his indifference, so they have no interest in him. Signus, leader of the Raitlin purebloods, was extra lenient with him.

But this tolerance was what Signus wanted, and it didn't make Snape any cuter for it.Just like now, facing the dripping young master Black who was slow to take off his clothes, Snape didn't feel the need to help at all, and rolled his eyes politely, and said ironically, "You'd better take care of him first." Well, mind your own business. Besides, I don't think Master Black would call that a dinner party. You don't really think the school is going to have an annual feast for those of us who have nowhere else to go at Christmas, do you?"

"So you guys tonight..."

"It's just a dinner together, it'll be over soon." Snape folded his arms and said dryly.

Signus raised an eyebrow. "Professor Slughorn isn't here?"

Thinking of the professor's eloquence, Snape fell silent, and could only say, "Well, I made an excuse and left first."

Signus smiled, threw the wet clothes on the floor, walked out of the bathroom wearing only the same wet underwear, dug out a new one from his closet, and continued to take it off without saying hello.

"Hey!" Snape turned around angrily: "Can't you be a little self-conscious as the heir to a big family?"

"What self-consciousness?" Signus laughed, and while slowly putting on his nightgown, he teased: "The heir of a big family must change his underwear behind others' backs?" He seemed to think it was a very funny joke, and after he finished speaking He laughed to himself, seeing that Snape had no intention of flattering him, he closed his mouth in disappointment, walked to the table and sat down.

There was a large plate of dinner on the desk that was usually used for homework. The ingredients looked fresh, and there was no such thing as "other people's leftover bread" that Snape threatened to bring.

Signus raised his eyebrows, and Snape immediately noticed his little movement, and deliberately raised his chin in an arrogant gesture, explaining with disgust: "It's the house elves at school who refused to give me leftover bread, If you have to make a new copy, I won’t bother you.”

Signus suppressed a smile and said seriously, "I see. Thank you, Severus."

"Who allowed you to call me that." Snape turned his head and muttered unhappily, but he didn't ask Signus to correct himself.So after the cold war that lasted nearly half a semester, the two of them inexplicably eased their relationship tonight.

It was getting late, and Snape went back to his little bed and lay down.If it hadn't been for Signus' sudden appearance, he might have fallen asleep by now.

The lights in the room dimmed suddenly, leaving only a small patch of darkness on Signus's desk, obviously someone was thinking about his sleep.Snape curled up and looked over there.Signus was still eating with his head down, as if he didn't pay attention to him, but he whispered "good night" when he poked his head.Snape immediately closed his eyes, pretending he wasn't peeking at all.

He thought that tonight's Young Master Black would disturb people's sleep, but in fact, within 2 minutes, he had already fallen into a deep sleep, and he didn't see Signus again when he woke up the next day.

The four-poster bed that belonged to Master Blake on the opposite side was neat and tidy, and it didn't look like anyone had slept on it at all.Snape was not like other stupid 11-year-old children. He knew that Signus could not immediately hide in Hogwarts for the rest of the holiday after completing the first task given by the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord, Black and his wife There were also Death Eaters with different intentions waiting for him, and it would never be wise to disappear at such a time.He was just a little surprised that Signus refused to give himself even one night of freedom, and actually left overnight, as if he really couldn't wait to see the Dark Lord again.

How ridiculous, obviously he is the heir of the Black family and has everything that the onlookers envy, but he can't control his own future at all.Snape thought this way, completely unaware that he was complaining about Signus' fate.

After lunch that day, Snape left the restaurant to go back to the library to continue reading the Potions books that he hadn't finished in the morning, but he was stopped by the headmaster who had been waiting for him.

There were not many people in the school during the holidays. Among the students who stayed in school, he was the only one who came to the restaurant on time every day as usual, and he had to maintain a regular schedule during the holidays.Professors have their own lives and don't show up every day, so in the empty restaurant, Dumbledore stood in front of Snape very bluntly.

"Mr. Snape." He said with a smile, "I noticed that you have been spending this holiday in the library."

Snape looked up at the headmaster who was born in Gryffindor and was not liked by Slytherin very much, his attitude was still indifferent as before: "What's your problem?"

His tone was not only indifferent, but also impatient, as if he was not in front of the headmaster of Hogwarts, but any student who didn't mind his own business.Of the hundreds of students Dumbledore had taught, not one had ever faced Snape in the same way.Children are always eager to get the attention of adults. Some children will be nervous when facing him, and some children look at him with eyes full of admiration. Snape's indifference made Dumbledore feel novel, and it also aroused his interest in this Slytherin. Mixed race more interest.

"You are a good student, but no matter how hard-working a child is, he can't just study blindly." Dumbledore gave up on the previously planned inquiry, ignored Snape's expression of disapproval, and carried him to the principal's office talking to himself: " How about this, how about I teach you how to play wizard chess today? Come on, believe me, it is definitely more interesting than the game in the Muggle world."

But I stay in the library only because I like to read books, and it has nothing to do with studying hard. Snape followed Dumbledore and thought silently, but he didn't say what was in his heart.Signus sneaked up at Hogwarts last night, and today the headmaster came to him to play chess to relax. How could there be such a coincidence.Anyway, the principal just needs a reason to call him away alone, so why should he care what the reason is.

Snape waited for Dumbledore to ask him about Signus, and silently typed up the draft along the way, but the headmaster set up the chessboard in the office and introduced wizards to him as if he really only wanted to play chess with him. How to play chess, I played two games against him.After all, Snape was only a first-year student, so how could he be compared to the greatest white wizard of this century? Even if Dumbledore didn't take him seriously as an opponent, he would have been killed twice without leaving any behind.

"Another round?" Dumbledore asked enthusiastically, after his king had been cut in two for the second time.

"No." Snape said dryly.He felt that Wizard Chess was indeed a good game, but the cross-level battle with Dumbledore was not interesting at all.

However, Dumbledore didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with his bullying the children, and he appreciated the comment: "Your chess skills are good, and you must be the best in the first grade. I dare say that Mr. Black is in your At this age, it is definitely not half of your level."

Snape raised an eyebrow. "I thought heirs to big families would have family lessons."

Dumbledore laughed: "Yeah, but Mr. Black probably doesn't have much talent in wizard chess."

"How do you know?" Snape asked distrustfully, he didn't think the Black family and Dumbledore could have any private friendship.

"I also know that his current chess skills are not very good." Dumbledore blinked, put the wizard chess back into the box with a wave of his hand, and pushed it in front of Snape: "This is for you, you can go back and try him."

Snape was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "You called me here just to play chess?"

"Or else?" Dumbledore smiled.

Snape stood up and said dryly, "I can't take your things."

"Take it." Dumbledore said mildly but could not refuse: "Think of it as a late Christmas present."

Snape looked down at the delicate little box on the table, recalling the pathetic two gift boxes under the lonely Christmas tree in the Slytherin common room.One is from Lily, a set of intermediate potions books.One, from Signus, is the latest broomstick to hit the market.Maybe it was because he knew he was not interested in brooms, and there was also an old Potions book in the box that had been ignored for many years, from the collection of the Black family.Snape probably flipped through it, already fascinated by the various potion formulas inside.

Only an idiot would give that book away, and Signus was obviously a Potions idiot, but Snape wouldn't tell him...

"Snape?" Seeing him in a daze, Dumbledore reminded him in a low voice.

Snape regained his senses, and the wizard chess box was pushed in front of him again. Dumbledore obviously didn't intend to change his mind.He didn't want to make endless excuses, so he picked up the box and said seriously: "Thank you."

Dumbledore smiled: "You're welcome, I hope you like it."

There was silence in the office. Seeing that Dumbledore had nothing to say, Snape stood up: "I'll go back first, Mr. Headmaster."

It wasn't until he left that the portraits of the principals behind Dumbledore began to talk about it. "I thought you were going to ask him about Signus." Phineas Black said coldly.

"Not yet," said Dumbledore.

"The Black family won't listen to you like Gryffindor, no matter how much leverage you have," Phineas said firmly.Especially Signus, despite his indifferent appearance, he actually hates authority.The child was fed up with being manipulated, and there was a rebellious factor hidden in his bones. He couldn't let go of his family, but he would never bow to Dumbledore.

"Of course he won't listen to me." Dumbledore didn't care about this, but smiled: "Phineas, you still don't know your juniors too well, you have to know that there is something between me and Little Black. , he has more chips than me."

The author has something to say:

I will definitely finish this book, Xiaosheng just wants to save the manuscript first, trust me~~

In other words, I didn't expect everyone to like the legend of Lu Xiaofeng so much.