HP heard I should be a Death Eater

Without Lestrange, the remaining three dark wizards didn't want to provoke a witcher dog, but they also didn't want to give up Snape as a suspected target.What if he was really the one the Dark Lord was looking for?Wouldn't it be a great achievement to capture him back!

Snape stared at them, seeming to see through their sense of adventure.The three Death Eaters watched as he patted the hound's body lightly, and the huge hunter opened its mouth dripping with blood and looked at them greedily.

"There are no dark magic creatures around here, I can only catch a few fish for him to fill his stomach temporarily." Snape said with a smile: "Since you insist on keeping it, then you can help me. Although the dark wizard Not tasty, but better than nothing. What do you think?"

No one would think that being a feast for the Demon Hound would be a good thing, and the three dark wizards were already retreating after hesitation.Snape gripped his wand tightly, staring intently at their slowly backing footsteps.The wind blew through his robe, blowing the ends of his slightly long hair hanging around his neck, and blowing the uneasiness in his heart.He saw one of the Death Eaters stop abruptly, his thoughtful eyes resting on him.

"What's the matter?" asked the other two dark wizards.

The man raised his chin at Snape and said coldly, "He smells like Polyjuice Potion."

Tension spread among several people. The three dark wizards clenched their wands tightly. The excitement of their imminent meritorious deeds had not risen yet, but the roar of the witcher dogs had already calmed down their feverish minds.

"I'm not the one you're looking for." Snape pointed his wand at the three dark wizards, "But I don't mind killing a few Death Eaters." Opportunities go wild.The three black wizards looked at each other, none of them dared to test with their lives, and finally chose to leave first.

Snape watched them disappear coldly, and then hurriedly observed Signus' situation.The demon hound's skin was hot, as if it had a fever, and the wound on its foot was bleeding again at some point. The blood flowed along the long hair into the crevices of the rocks, merged into the river water, spread out into a faint pink color, and gradually disappeared. .

"We have to get out of here." Snape looked at the giant claw helplessly, not knowing what to do.Although he is talented in potions, he knows nothing about healing magic.Whether Signus was in human form or in the form of a witcher, there was nothing he could do about those wounds.

What Signus needed was professional help, and they had to get out of here, but none of them had a portkey, no broom, and Signus was exhausted, and all the strength he had managed to accumulate was spent on Abbott. With Lestrange, there is no way to Apparate.

Those three Death Eaters wouldn't just let it go, Snape knew that it wouldn't be long before more dark wizards would come and it would be even more difficult to leave.

The Demon Hound lowered his head, arched his hands, and looked at him with big eyes, as if telling him: We must be able to get out of here.

Snape felt the strength of Signus, felt the hot skin of the giant dog under the long fur, saw the firmness in those eyes and a little bit of anxiety that was forcibly suppressed.

They must leave here, but how?

Snape looked left and right, seeing only the wilderness. They would not be far to find them, and they might not need the Death Eaters to find them, they could crash into the encirclement themselves.It was unrealistic to leave on two feet, but Signus couldn't Apparate at all now, and Snape himself was still a third-year student, and he was not at the age stipulated by the British Ministry of Magic to use Apparation.

The surrounding area was very quiet, and the breeze brought the fragrance of green grass, but Snape was not in the mood to enjoy it.The Death Eaters could reappear at any moment, and time was running out for them.

"Siegel..." He stroked the soft long fur of the demon hunting dog, buried his face in it and took a deep breath: "Trust me, I can do it." His voice was too small, as if speaking to himself Hearing it, the demon hound's hairy ears moved. Its hearing, which was already keen enough, was unable to catch a single word. It only felt the heat of his voice spraying on its body, which was a little itchy.

The giant dog turned sideways, trying to see clearly what Snape was going to do, but was hugged tightly by the boy, the sound of spells rang clearly in his ears, and every word was pronounced carefully, as standard as in an examination room.

That's apparition.

When Signus learned this spell, he didn't avoid Snape, so how to read the spell and how to wave the wand, Snape didn't need to learn it deliberately, he already knew it.But even then, Snape wasn't practicing with Signus.He was only in the third year, and there was no need to learn Apparation, and Hogwarts would not allow third-year students to try to apparate.

But the war does not allow those involved to grow up slowly, it forces everyone to be tough and strong.

Signus froze, not daring to interrupt Snape's spell.He felt a suction grab him from his stomach and spin him around, throwing him out.In a trance, he could only feel Snape's hand tightly hugging him all the time, protecting him by his side.

In a second or two, they fell into a pile of bottles and cans, and knocked over the table next to them. Before they could see where they were, they had already left the place in a mess.

"Sev?"

The woman's voice was full of disbelief, and Severus suddenly looked up, and saw his mother standing not far away, staring at them in shock, with a rag in her hand, probably doing housework.Only then did Snape belatedly realize that he had unconsciously brought Signus back to his small warehouse in Spider's End.

Does this mean that I subconsciously regard this place as the safest place, Snape couldn't help thinking, and immediately suppressed this uncomfortable thought, chalking it up to the accident of the first Apparation.

"Hi, Ms. Irene." While Snape was silent, Signus had returned to human form.Without the cover of the long hair, the wound on his body immediately glared, but even so, he still had to play the calmness that the young master Black should have, sitting down against the wall at will, breathing weakly but still smiling, as if the wound was not worth it at all Mention.

Irene has always disliked the attitude of pure-blood wizards, as if they never put others in their eyes, but looking at Signus's tattered robes covered with mud and blood, the depths of the rags are still deep and shallow. In the bleeding wound and the horrible ankle, her nervous heart calmed down again, and she approached step by step, squatting down beside Signus.

"This is a wound caused by black magic." She tore open Signus' pant leg, tearing off the fabric stuck to the flesh.Snape was watching her movements, and wanted to remind her not to be so simple and rude, but Signus stopped him with his eyes, and smiled at him, as if to comfort him: I'm fine.

"Why did you get hurt by black magic?" Erin asked.

"Maybe it was a fight with that person's subordinates." Signus shrugged, wanting to maintain his image as the young master Black.But his miserable appearance at the moment was too unconvincing, and his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Eileen was emotionally blind and not otherwise a fool, and she knew that the dark wizards in England were not capable of hurting Signus like this.The elders of several big families have this ability, but they will not really lay such a heavy hand on Black's heir, or in other words, if they do, they will never allow Signus to continue to live.

So who else in the wizarding world would hurt Signus like this?Dumbledore?Even if the Black family really had a conflict with the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore would not take action against a student, let alone use black magic.Irene only thought about it for a while, and realized that there were not many suspects who hurt Signus, and the most likely one among them caused her uncontrollable panic, unable to imagine what Signus would do. what.

"You have to help him." Snape's voice startled Irene, she came back from her guess, and was surprised to find that her son, who had suppressed his emotions for many years, was pleading talk to her.

She turned around and looked at Snape seriously, only then did she suddenly realize that the little boy who once needed his mother's protection had grown into a straight boy without knowing it, and the malnourished emaciation in the past was gone, and that picture The always melancholy face has also become lively, the expression is still not much, but it is completely different from the emptiness of the past.

Irene knew very well what kind of place Slytherin House was, and it couldn't have brought so many changes to Snape.But if it wasn't Slytherin, who was influencing Snape?

Irene's eyes returned to Signus, who didn't seem to care how bad his condition was, and sat calmly against the wall, looking at Snape with half-closed eyes due to exhaustion, among whom he could still see A faint smile.

"Help him," Snape begged again.Irene didn't speak for a long time, and Signus knew what she was worried about, so he just smiled and supported the wall to stand up by himself, Snape immediately stepped forward to support him, and didn't look at his mother's hesitation expression.

"Stay here," Irene whispered before they walked out the door.

Signus turned his head slightly: "You are making trouble for yourself."

Irene smiled wryly: "Death Eaters don't know this. Besides, if you leave here, where else can you go."

"I'll go to Diagon Alley to see if I can get some herbs." She glanced at Snape, and hurried out after speaking.Signus shook his head, and looked down at Snape, "She allowed me to stay because she was worried about you."

"I know." Snape said sullenly, while taking off Signus's dirty and torn clothes, helping him to lie down on his single bed.

The simple checkered sheets of the crib smelled of Snape, and as soon as Signus touched the softness, he relaxed in the familiar smell.Tiredness surged like a tidal wave, he tried to open his eyes, and saw Snape lying on the bedside looking at him.

"Sleep, I'll watch over here." The boy leaned over and kissed his injured lips, whispering in his ear: "It's fine, Siegel, you need to rest now."

Signus moved his body and rubbed his good left hand to the edge of the bed. Snape smiled and grasped it knowingly.

In the small warehouse in Spider's End Lane, the two young people can finally find a moment of peace, but in Black's ancestral house, the heir's sexual news drives Mr. and Mrs. Black into a frenzy.

"If they hadn't just encountered the Lord's order, would they have planned to disappear without making a sound!" Mrs. Black was circling around the room, her anger making her unable to sit down and think calmly.

Just yesterday afternoon, the Dark Lord ordered her to contact Signus and monitor Dumbledore's movements. However, she sent several letters to Hogwarts, but did not receive any reply. Know the news that Signus "suspected to elope".

Signus is the eldest son she has high hopes for, and he has performed quite well for so many years. How could he get mixed up with a half-breed so without warning... No, it is not without warning, maybe they are already there We've been together for a long time, but it's just a good concealment, so there's no word about it. Doesn't that little bastard Lucius Malfoy know it all!