HP heard I should be a Death Eater

Looking at the miserable state of the old man, Snape felt for the first time how dangerous the Dark Lord was.That person pretended to be gentle in front of him. Although he pretended to be careless, it somewhat relaxed him, and he always felt that he was safe for the time being.

Is it really safe?In this manor, who would be safe from the Dark Lord?

"Okay, this matter has nothing to do with us." Snape felt Signus' hand on his shoulder, covering himself in a protective circle, forcing him to turn around, stop staring at the old man, and couldn't help secretly wry smile.

How could this old man's misfortune have nothing to do with them? He brewed those fatal potions himself, and he caused the current torture, letting an old man be tortured by black magic instead of him.

He was too aware of the old man's innocence, and the hysterical screams tormented him, making it difficult for him to calm down.But even so, he would not impulsively stand up and tell the truth, and put himself, Signus, friends, and unfinished plans into it, so he could only watch the old man gradually lose consciousness. It fell down like mud.

There was no point in torturing a defenseless old man, and the Dark Lord quickly lost interest in his captive.Leaning back in the high seat, he waved his hand casually, indicating that the Death Eaters could do with this man as they pleased.Soon several young people came out, excitedly walking towards the new toys.

This kind of game was not new to Death Eaters. Snape might not have understood it, but Signus had seen it many times before, and he hated it.He looked away, too lazy to take another look, but the Dark Lord didn't intend to let him go.

"Signus, it's not good to stay out of the crowd all the time. You should also participate in the young people's games." The person in the high seat whispered, staring at Signus with a pair of blood-red eyes, the depth of which made people unable to understand. not nervous.

Before Signus could find a reason to shirk, Rudolph Lestrange said sarcastically: "Come on, let me see what you are capable of."

The two heirs of the Black family and the Lestrange family were in dire straits, and no one knew about it. Rudolph's words were simply provocative, and it was impossible for Signus to back down at this time.He couldn't be silent, and he couldn't be mediocre. He had to use magic powerful enough to silence Rudolph, and let the many Death Eaters who watched the show understand that provoking him was not a wise choice.

Snape felt Signus' hand on his shoulder loosen.For some reason, before he realized what was happening, he grabbed Signus reflexively, inexplicably not wanting him to walk towards the old man.

Signus paused, looked down at Snape, his eyes were quiet, complex emotions were suppressed and he could not see clearly, but Snape understood it with just one glance.Signus had no choice, whether he wanted to or not, he had to behave like a Death Eater, had to draw his wand.

The hands that were held together by the two were forced to let go, and Signus, still looking careless, strolled in front of the old man.He ignored the old man whose breathing was already very weak, but smiled at Rudolph first: "I thought you knew me well enough that you didn't need to experience my strength again and again."

Rudolph frowned: "What do you mean?"

Signus shrugged his shoulders and smiled very much: "Merlin! Are you a goldfish brain? Or was it not enough to play at your house last time? I had a good time that day, I didn't expect you to forget it so quickly. .”

Signus spoke in a loud voice, and everyone in the hall could hear him clearly, and they all remembered the "accident" that happened at Lestrange's house before the end of the summer vacation.A group of people besieged one, and they hadn't fought yet. For the Lestranges, it was not something worth publicizing.Rudolph's face immediately turned ugly, and he glared at Signus viciously, but the person attacked by his eyes didn't care at all, and smiled at him, his perfunctory look was irritating.

"Rudolph." Mr. Lestrange called in a low voice, his eyes beckoning his son to come back to him, and stop arguing with little Black.He glanced at Signus, his immature heir became more impulsive and stupid with his calm attitude.

Unless it was a last resort, it was better for the old foxes in Slytherin not to provoke them. Signus ignored Rudolph and slowly pointed his wand at the old man.He wasn't sure what kind of spell the Dark Lord would like to see, so he didn't move for now.

During the short time he was thinking, the old man took a breath, and barely raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him.Signus panicked again when he noticed the old man recognized him.This is expected, after all, for most wizards in the UK, the name of Cygnus Black is already equivalent to a Death Eater, and he is also the number one Death Eater who is highly valued by the Dark Lord.

"Try that spell I taught you in third year," the Dark Lord said suddenly.

Signus recalled, his left hand under the cover of the black robe gradually clenched into a fist, restraining himself from showing any emotions he shouldn't have.

The spell spoken by the Dark Lord is very evil, it can make people rot from the internal organs, feel a little bit of death from the inside out, and feel the pain of the rapid passing of life.It was a double torture of physical and mental, and some people went crazy before they were completely dead.

Signus rubbed his wand with his right hand and looked down at the old man.The old man was also looking at him, not like most Gryffindors, who were dying like an angry bull, but with humble supplications.

By the way, Signus belatedly remembered that this one seemed to be a Ravenclaw, and had nothing to do with Gryffindor in the first place.

Probably because he thought his movements were too slow, Mr. Black coughed lightly and mouthed him to hurry up.Signus didn't think about it any more, and finally waved his wand and said the cruel spell.

Compared with the screams of being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse just now, the old man is much quieter now.He was so exhausted that he didn't even have the energy to scream, and soon his throat was slowly rotting away, making only tiny hoo hoo noises that sounded like zombies.

"Are you satisfied?" Signus said suddenly, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Rudolph, as if he was really asking this question.

Rudolph stared at him sullenly, and Signus smiled, walked past him without looking away, and returned to Snape.

The old man's body was really like a puddle of mud now, Nagini circled around him, and retreated slowly, unwilling to enjoy this extra meal.The Dark Lord casually pointed to the two Death Eaters and asked them to throw the corpses out, preferably in a sufficiently obvious place, so that the Order of the Phoenix could bring a message to Dumbledore.

Signus watched the rotten flesh being picked up with a spell and taken away. It was not until Snape touched his arm lightly that he noticed that the Death Eaters were following behind the Dark Lord. They left one after another, and gradually there were not many people left in the hall.

Mr. Black didn't leave, he was right in front of him, observing him carefully, as if he was seeing him for the first time.Signus blinked and looked back innocently.He noticed that Mr. Black seemed to want to say something, but failed several times.

"you……"

"The lord hopes that you will stay in the manor during this time." Mr. Black said first, forcing Signus to swallow his question back.

"But……"

"No but." Mr. Black said coldly: "I know what you want to say, but remember, this is an order from the lord, not a discussion with you."

"Sev is still at school," Signus said quickly, this time without being interrupted.

Mr. Black glanced at Snape, and quickly looked away: "What he needs to learn, the lord will teach him."

Signus frowned. "May I know why?"

"You don't need to know." Mr. Black gave him a warning look: "Do what you should do."

Signus had no choice but to say goodbye to his father after a few perfunctory sentences.Anyway, from their parents' point of view, being able to live in the Dark Lord's manor is something to be honored, and they don't worry about it at all.

Only then did Signus have the time to face Snape.He twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to smile, but failed twice.This day is too tiring, whether it is using black magic countless times, or as a Death Eater, breaking into wizards' homes time and time again, destroying one simple and happy family after another, it is too tiring.

"How's your day?" Finally, Signus gave up trying to force himself, put his arm around Snape's shoulders, and asked as he walked slowly upstairs.Anyway, Snape could always see through his emotions, and putting on airs was just superfluous.

Signus thought it was just a very everyday question, but Snape didn't answer it for a long time.This abnormality made him unable to bear to look down at Snape, trying to see something from his overly serious paralyzed face.

"I'm with...he today." Snape paused, not knowing what to call the Dark Lord in his own capacity, so he said.

"Why?" Signus asked, frowning.

Snape was silent for a while: "I don't know." He said and took out the locket that had been hidden in his clothes: "He gave me this back."

This is Slytherin's locket. Signus stared at the thing in Snape's hand, his mind went blank for a while, and he said bluntly after a while: "This thing is very important to him, why did he give it to you?" ?”

Snape shook his head: "I don't know. But he said that he found a better substitute." Speaking of this, Snape hesitated, uncertain: "I think this substitute seems to be saying that I .”

boom!

Following Snape's voice, Signus stepped on the stairs and fell hard, causing loud noises in the silent corridor.Several Death Eaters poked their heads out from the flower hall, and seeing the rare embarrassment of Black's heir, they all giggled and laughed, thinking that it was just Signus and his boyfriend.

"Are you all right?" Snape watched him stand up against the wall without saying a word, and stepped forward to help him pat the dust on his robe.

Signus grabbed his arm and stared straight into his eyes: "From tomorrow, you will go out with me."

Snape froze for a moment: "What?"

"You have to stay with me," Signus whispered.

"But..." Snape looked at him blankly, "What if he doesn't agree?"

What if the Dark Lord disagrees?Signus lowered his eyes, a deep sense of powerlessness spread in his heart.

Meanwhile, two Death Eaters who had been sent to dump the corpses were on their way back to the manor.Tonight's game is over, and the two of them walked away leisurely, chatting about Black's heir.

"I didn't expect him to know even that black magic. He is truly a genius. I don't even have the energy to be jealous of him."

"If you go on a mission with him, you'll find that his dark arts are far more powerful than we thought. Look at the old man's body!"

The two talked and walked away, until the surroundings became completely quiet, a wizard wearing an old cloak came out of the hiding place, turned a magic false eye around a few times, and walked in the direction of the old man's corpse.