HP heard I should be a Death Eater

What the Dark Lord wanted to hear, Snape knew very well.But knowing what the right choice was, Snape remained silent.

He is not a qualified Slytherin, he would have a unilateral cold war with Black's heir in the first year, and now facing the Dark Lord, he still can't learn to be "smart".

"It seems that you trust him very much." The Dark Lord smiled, disapproving of his silence: "I have known Signus longer than you, he is not the romantic love supremacy, you will understand later of."

Of course he wasn't a lover, but he wasn't the utilitarian you thought he was, Snape was about to refute, but held back in the end.

It is not wise to refute the Dark Lord, there are already enough troubles now, there is no need to get angry and create more troubles for yourself.

Snape raised his head, wanting to mention something else, such as the breakfast on the table that was supposed to be for him but no one cared about.The Dark Lord was looking down at him too, or rather, at the locket on his chest.That expression was difficult for Snape to understand, as if he was looking forward to it, but also a little excited. In short, the overly intense emotions hidden in it should not belong to someone like the Dark Lord.

What on earth was he trying to do with this locket?Snape could not guess the Dark Lord's intentions, nor what he meant by "a better substitute".Every move of the Dark Lord today is so unpredictable, those red eyes make people feel hairy, Snape always has the feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake, but whenever he tries to find out the attitude of the Dark Lord, he finds that The other party is so gentle, at least on the surface, there is no problem.

"It suits you very well," the Dark Lord explained, perhaps noticing something was wrong with how he was staring at the locket.

"But I shouldn't have it." Snape tentatively tried to take off the locket, but was stopped by the Dark Lord.

"I gave it to you, it belongs to you."

Snape pursed his lower lip: "You mentioned just now that it is useful to keep it."

"As I said, a better substitute has been found." The Dark Lord's tone dropped, making Snape realize that it would be very unwise to continue entangled in the locket issue.

The feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake came again.Snape had to choose to keep his mouth shut, lest he offend the Dark Lord.All gentleness was just a very perfunctory disguise, and the other party didn't even bother to hide the naked greed in his eyes.

But what did the Dark Lord want from him?Snape couldn't understand, he was only a third year student, what could he give him?Potion?No.The Death Eaters were not the Order of the Phoenix. Several Slytherin families had their own Potions masters, so there was no need to count on a student who hadn't graduated yet.But besides the potion, what else could he have plotted against him?

"Okay, let's have something to eat. After talking so much, I think you are already starving."

Snape's silence made the Dark Lord calm again, took him to sit down together, and pushed the plate in front of him with his own hands: "If you want, you can go downstairs after eating and play with other Death Eaters." Speaking of the word "play", the Dark Lord smiled meaningfully, and Snape immediately thought of those "little games" that Signus once said belonged to the Death Eaters, and he lost his appetite for nausea in an instant.

"Of course, I heard that you are not a person who likes to make friends." The Dark Lord continued, "If you don't want to go downstairs, you can stay in this study and wait for Signus to come back."

"Thank you." Snape hesitated, but still asked, "Siegel..."

"Don't worry, he's just there to help." The Dark Lord smiled and said casually.I don't know if it was just an illusion, but Snape always felt that this casualness implied something more dangerous.

This danger is called suspicion. Signus himself knows the Dark Lord's attitude best. After all, the night before, he faced those red eyes and felt the cold scrutiny contained in them very closely.

Obviously, the Dark Lord knew something about him, at least the fact that he ran away from home because he fell in love did not convince the Dark Lord.But the Dark Lord would not completely deny this possibility, after all, there was no flaw in this matter, and if it was true, then controlling Snape was equivalent to controlling his biggest weakness.And now, very unfortunately, Snape was in the hands of the Dark Lord.

Signus walked with the Death Eaters, watching absently as these people rudely opened the doors of one wizard family after another, looking for them like a typhoon passed through, but of course they could only return empty-handed.Most of the wizards dare not speak out, watching them wreak havoc, they can only stare at Signus, who has the least sense of existence, to vent their anger.

Of course, some people chose to resist, and such people were killed without exception.Signus looked helpless, unable to figure out what these people were thinking.He was sure that there was absolutely no "hero who stole the Dark Lord's treasure" hidden in these people's homes, so why did he have to provoke the restless Death Eaters and send them to death meaninglessly.

"You devils, go to hell!"

Signus looked at those ordinary wizards who were not proficient in attacking spells, and listened to their angry curses, only tiredness remained in his heart.The wound was hurting again, but he didn't bother to take care of it. He leaned against the wall and watched how the Death Eaters turned a cozy little home into chaos.

He felt Bella staring at him, with a depth in her eyes that would never have appeared on her.Perhaps because he knew this cousin too well, Signus's first reaction was not nervous, but unbelievable. Besides blindly carrying out the Dark Lord's words, Bella actually knew to use her own brain to think.

"Why don't you do it?" Just as Signus's thoughts drifted further and further away, Bella had already walked to his side, and the tone of the question was still arrogant, which sounded like a high-ranking blame.

Signus glanced at her and smiled tolerantly: "Why are you?"

"I don't need to explain to you." Bella said bluntly.

Signus shrugged: "Each to each other."

His attitude always easily irritated Bella, and it was the same today, but before they could further clash, the Death Eaters who had just finished a havoc came out of the house.

"There's no one we're looking for here."

The disappointment in these guys' tones was beyond words, and Signus pretended to sigh, but Bella was the complete opposite, blaming them for their incompetence without any scruples, which made the young people a little annoyed.

"If you're really in such a hurry, why don't you go in and take a look yourself." One of them sarcastically said, "I noticed that you've been with Black all the time, so you're just being lazy."

"I'm not being lazy." Signus declared adding fuel to the fire: "I can't act when she keeps following her like this."

"Little Mrs. Lestrange, let's put aside personal grievances first." Someone said so, and Bella wanted to argue that she only had to keep an eye on Signus all the time because she didn't trust him, but Seeing the impatient expressions of several companions, they still gave up their excuses.

These people obviously didn't have time to listen to her, and they didn't care what she was thinking.All these people need is to find their target as soon as possible.

"Okay, I want to see what you can do without me!" Bella's anger could only be directed at Signus, but she couldn't get any decent response.Black's heir was as undisciplined as ever, only sneered, and walked away from her.

This scene was nothing to be concerned about in the eyes of several Death Eaters.They knew from childhood that Bella longed for the position of heir to the Black family, and Signus, who easily took this position, naturally couldn't get along with her peacefully.Not to mention that this heir was deviant and did the most shameless thing for the Black family.

But even so, the Dark Lord was still willing to accept him, and even treated the half-blood he brought with him with the same tolerance. Doesn't this also show that Signus' status among the Death Eaters is really very different.

Bella's deliberate embarrassment did not affect Signus' status among this group of people.He just needs to put on a show in the next mission, don't look so perfunctory, and use a few fancy enough black magic to immediately make people cautious.

"No wonder the lord values ​​you so much, even before you graduated, he gave you the Dark Mark in advance." The Death Eater said this, with envy and suppressed jealousy in his tone, so that it sounded yin and yang: "You are the only one Where's the 17-year-old Death Eater!"

Signus was too lazy to argue with these people, so he just laughed it off.He didn't want to cause trouble, anyway, if he acted with this group of mindless guys in the future, he would be relieved.

There was nothing to gain on their side, as usual, but it wasn't the same with the other Death Eaters.When several people returned to the manor, they saw someone thrown in front of the Dark Lord's high seat.The man looked very old, his hair and beard were gray, and he was shaking like a dead leaf in the autumn wind, surrounded by a group of black-robed Death Eaters pitifully.

Hearing footsteps behind him, the man raised his head and glanced, and then Signus recognized that the old man was Dumbledore's good friend, a master of potions.This discovery made Signus tense up his conditioned reflex, subconsciously looking for Snape in the crowd.

Snape was not a Death Eater, not a pure blood, and he was only in the third year, so he shouldn't be here, Signus thought so, but still saw Snape in the front position.He stood right behind the heads of the great families, with Mr. Black.Signus frowned slightly, strode over and stood beside him.

"Why are you here?" Signus asked softly.

"He brought me here," Snape replied in the same low voice, casting a quick glance at the Dark Lord.

Signus still wanted to ask what happened that day, why the old guy was caught here, but Mr. Black had heard the movement behind him, and turned his head to signal them to be quiet.

The hall was indeed very quiet, and any voice could be amplified, and the loudest sound here was undoubtedly the old man's heavy breathing.He must have been injured. Signus observed the state of the old man, and quickly realized that he was probably not willing to lie on the ground, but that his broken legs could not stand at all.

The old man kept mumbling something, because he was trembling so badly that it was difficult to hear clearly. After struggling to distinguish for a while, Signus guessed that he seemed to be repeating "not me, not me".

Not him what?

Signus looked down at Snape, but the boy beside him didn't give him any hint, and kept frowning at the old man, as if the old man had something to do with him.Signus couldn't help but carefully recalled the blood relationship of the major families to make sure that the old man had nothing to do with the Prince family.

Bella had already stepped forward and reported to the Dark Lord that they had found nothing. The Dark Lord didn't seem surprised by this result. He just waved her off and got up from the high seat and walked down slowly.

When passing by Signus, the Dark Lord paused briefly. Before Signus could get nervous, he continued to move forward and finally stopped in front of the old man.

Perhaps in order to hear clearly what the old man was muttering, the Dark Lord condescended to bend down, listened for a moment, and suddenly laughed.

"It's not you? But besides you, where else can Dumbledore find so many advanced potions? Are the potions that appeared in the Order of the Phoenix recently a gift from Merlin?"

"It's not me!" The old man yelled loudly, but how could he know how to explain the source of the potion for the Order of the Phoenix, so he could only yell in despair.The cry became louder and more tragic, and it was the Dark Lord who started using Cruciatus again.Signus reflexively tried to block Snape's view, but the boy firmly pushed him away.

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