HP heard I should be a Death Eater

The remaining days of the Christmas holiday passed quickly. When Signus returned to the dormitory with the returning students, he saw that Snape was not buried in the potion book, but was facing the disk. Half of the Wizard Chess frowned thoughtfully.He seemed to be playing chess with himself, and he played it quite seriously.

Signus took off his robe and jacket, walked over and sat down on the other side of the chessboard, picked up a chess piece casually, regardless of how it struggled in his hand, turned it over and over carefully: "Where did this thing come from?"

"From the Headmaster," said Snape, staring at Signus' troubled hand as he uncomfortably put the pieces back in place.

However, even though the chess pieces were put back, Signus didn't intend to just walk away. He just sat down peacefully and looked at the chess game with great interest: "It takes two people to play chess to be interesting."

Snape glanced at him: "The headmaster said your chess skills are not very good."

Signus dismissed it: "Dumbledore doesn't know me well."

There was a knock on the door of the dormitory, and Lucius pushed the door in without waiting for their permission.He originally came to find Signus to go out for training. Not long after the start of the second half of the semester, it was the Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor, but the scene in the room immediately made him stare in disbelief. The game of wizard chess: "Merlin! What do I see? Signus and wizard chess?"

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the person opposite, as if asking, isn't Malfoy familiar with you too?Signus, who was exposed by his friend, sighed helplessly: "What's the problem?"

Lucius was surprised and shook the broom in his hand: "You won't give up Quidditch training just to play chess?"

Signus struggled for only two seconds before standing up, and patted Snape's head across the table: "I will definitely accompany you to the next round some other day."

Snape didn't want anyone to disturb his self-entertainment, so he didn't answer, silently hoping that the cold wind outside would quickly blow away the idea of ​​Signus.

Why is he so interested in wizard chess?Snape frowned and thought, from the performance of the headmaster and Malfoy, it was not difficult to see that Signus was definitely not a person who liked to play chess, so why did he insist on joining him?It's not necessarily because the chess was sent by Headmaster Dumbledore, right?

The question that puzzled Snape also puzzled Lucius.He walked outside the castle with Signus, and asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly interested in playing chess?"

"I will never be interested in that stuff in my life." Signus said with disgust, "But that game of chess is different."

Lucius had a ghostly expression on his face: "What's the difference, because it's that first grade thing?"

Of course, this is not what Signus considered, but the real reason is not suitable for explaining to Lucius, who is a Death Eater reserve and also sincerely worships the Dark Lord.He was too lazy to think of other reasons, so he didn't refute Lucius' inexplicable and weird thinking.Silence spread between the two of them, Lucius looked at his friend around him in amazement, Signus couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "You'd better control your superfluous imagination."

Lucius said: "You really treat that Snape very differently. And I have to explain that no matter what I think of, it's because you mean it."

"Lucius."

When the two walked out of the castle, Signus suddenly spoke very seriously.Lucius immediately came to God: "What?"

"Do you know the biggest difference between me and you?" Signus looked into his eyes with a serious attitude, thinking that he was going to say something so important.He lightly tapped Lucius' chest with one hand, and his tone was always casual: "I won't spread my tail like a flower peacock."

"...What?" Lucius looked bewildered.

"Put away your idle speculation." Signus said, "No one is special to me."

"Okay." Lucius shrugged, and did not listen to what Signus said, nor did he refute.

By the time they reached the Quidditch pitch, the Gryffindor team was already training on the other side of the pitch.A few hundred meters away, you can hear how those girls with excess energy in the opposite academy are cheering for the academy team with high decibels.

Lucius looked miserable: "I kind of want to go back and play chess."

Signus' eyes were on the four first-years sitting with the Gryffindor girls in the stands, and Sirius was among them, still inseparable from Potter.He looked up at the Gryffindor seniors flying in the air, his eyes were full of admiration and eagerness to try.That familiar look that had always been on him before, now belonged to those brawny, simple-minded trolls in Gryffindor.Although he knew that such a day would come, Signus couldn't help but sneered at the Gryffindors flying overhead.

Lucius turned to look at him: "I was just joking, don't be angry."

Signus, who had no idea what he was talking about, walked towards the Slytherin team with a blank expression: "Hurry up, are you going to dawdle until dark?"

The most energetic group of people from the two hostile academies appeared in the same place, and friction was inevitable.For example, the Slytherin team's seeker "accidentally" caught the golden snitch used by Gryffindor for training, and the Gryffindor batsman "accidentally" hit the bludger at the Slytherin team , and the Slytherin batsman was also "not paying attention", hitting the ball back to Gryffindor at a very tricky angle.

After a very unpleasant hour, the two teams had to choose to end the training early.None of them wanted to cause trouble before the game, so they had to hold back their anger together and wait for the duel on the field.

Sirius left with the Gryffindors, and before leaving, he glanced at Signus, as if complaining that he almost let the Bludger hit Captain Gryffindor in the eye just now.Stimulated by his second brother's resentful eyes, Signus only felt his head hurting again.But at this time, Lucius still fanned the flames, commenting sarcasticly: "Look, this is your good brother, has he forgotten that you are his real brother?"

Zabini echoed: "If my brother looked at me like that, I'd beat him until he cried."

Signus was helpless: "I'm a little hungry, I want to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, do you want to join me?"

"Of course." Zabini said, walking between Lucius and Signus, and the two brothers put their shoulders on the two of them.The sweat of the three big boys mixed with his movements, hot and sticky.Signus silently moved away from him, avoiding his arms, while Lucius ran several steps at a time, still shouting at Zabini for his rude behavior.

In the dark of night, no one saw the three Slytherins walking across the empty grass, and no one heard their laughter as they fought and fought all the way.Looking down from the window of the principal's office, I could only see three blurry dots in the night, moving quickly and slowly into the castle.

Dumbledore watched them from afar until the three boys entered the castle. "Look at them, if the Slytherin kids would relax a bit, like they did..."

"That doesn't fit their identity at all." Phineas Black's portrait said dissatisfied.Apparently, if he was still the head of the Black family, the three Slytherin kids out there today wouldn't even think about it.

Dumbledore shook his head: "It's because of you old-fashioned people that made their childhood so boring. I always emphasize that children should be more lively, and I'm talking about Slytherin."

In the portrait, the "old-fashioned" Phineas, who was only a middle-aged man, looked at Dumbledore, whose beard was all white, and was so angry that his mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't think of any words to refute.The portraits of the Gryffindor principals next to him had already laughed so hard that their stomachs ached, and they were lying on the frame trying to see what Phineas looked like.

Time passed quickly in Quidditch training, and the match between Slytherin and Gryffindor seemed to have arrived in the blink of an eye.There was no need for Lily to forcefully drag him this time. Snape, who had already eased the relationship with Signus, took the time to appear in the stands, and found a place between the Slytherins and Ravenclaws in the last row.

Lily had to cheer for her house team with the Gryffindor girls today, and couldn't sit on Slytherin's side with Snape.Snape wanted to leave silently after watching the game by himself, but just as he sat down, a Slytherin of the same grade came over and moved to his side.

"Hello, Snape. I'm Benjamin Zabini, Corrisson's younger brother." The dark-skinned boy made a dreadlock of himself in a very rebellious way, looking a bit like a punk on the Muggle street .Snape didn't know much about him, let alone spoke to him, but he knew Signus' good friend Corrisson.He was a very casual and somewhat sloppy person. Now that he saw another young master of the Zabini family, he realized that Corison's very un-Slytherin behavior was probably the inheritance of the Zabini family.

"Hello." Snape nodded, a bit puzzled why this Benjamin came to talk to him.

Fortunately, the other party didn't have a strong sense of presence. After talking to him, seeing that he lacked interest, he didn't force him anymore, and instead inserted other Slytherin topics around him.However, although Benjamin hadn't shown much intimacy with Snape, just sitting next to him was already very unusual.Everyone knows that Benjamin's brother is a good friend of Signus, but who knows if Corison let him get close to Snape, and maybe it was because there was Signus behind him entrusted.

Everyone saw that the relationship between Signus and Snape had eased this semester, and it seemed that the rigidity of last semester had never existed.Even Lucius revealed that Signus actually played wizard chess with Snape.That is the wizard chess master Black hates the most!

It was just a seat, and Benjamin successfully planted suspicion in the hearts of the Slytherins.On the field, Signus, who had just flown into the air, was also at a loss.

"Corrison." He flew to his friend and raised his chin at the stands: "What's your brother doing?"

Corison shrugged: "Don't ask me, it was Lucius who whispered to him in the morning. But you don't have to worry, he can take good care of your little friend."

take care of what?Signus wanted to ask, but the referee was already glaring at him, indicating that the game was about to start and he had to get back to where he should be.Signus had no choice but to give up the inquiry and flew back to his place.The next second, the whistle sounded immediately.

The game started, and the Gryffindors were like a group of excited bulls, more eager to knock all the Slytherins off the broom than to score a goal.Of course, Slytherin's side is similar, but they are more careful than Gryffindor. They not only want to knock down their opponents, but also get the score.

"What did you say to Benjamin!"

Lucius had just avoided the Bludger when he heard Signus yelling behind him.At the same time the Bludger brushed his robes and flew back at high speed, hitting the Gryffindor batsman.

"Merlin!" he yelled loudly: "Can't you talk about it after the game is over!"