HP heard I should be a Death Eater

Tom Riddle.

This name is far away but also familiar, full of shameful memories, and everything dormant before becoming a king.The Dark Lord will not forget this name, he cannot get rid of this name, he can only bury it in his heart.And after he mastered Slytherin and became the most feared dark wizard in Britain, few people still remember to link him with Tom Riddle, and only Dumbledore persisted in calling him that.

But even if the old thing called him that, only Hogwarts could hear it, but another person made him remember it.

The young man in black who stole the Horcrux also called him Tom, and said that name in an over-repressed excited tone, as if he had silently called it countless times in his heart, and finally he could call it out loud .

The Dark Lord always thought that the other party knew Tom's name because of Dumbledore, and he was also a Gryffindor who aspired to be a hero. Now it seems that he may not be completely consistent with what he thought.

"You are very courageous," said the Dark Lord, studying Signus as if it were the first time they had met.

The young man in front of him looked a little nervous, which is normal. There is no one in the UK who is not nervous when facing him.But the Dark Lord could see that Signus had no intention of backing down.This young man has been waiting for this moment for too long, and no one can shake his firmness in his heart, and the burning ambition in his eyes is undisguised, completely different from his usual arrogance despite being talented.

He pretended for so long because he wanted my life.The Dark Lord read the thought effortlessly from Signus' gaze, and laughed, as if he genuinely took the attempt as a joke.

Isn't it funny?The big families of Slytherin are just a group of useful dogs. As for Signus, a little milk dog who has not yet fully matured is ambitious and wants to kill his master. Isn't it an interesting thing?

He looks confident.The Dark Lord looked at Signus with great interest, secretly wondering where his confidence came from.Of course, it's also possible that Signus didn't have much confidence in the first place, and he just held on in order to save himself a little face before he died.The Dark Lord felt that it was better to believe that he had a will to die than to speculate that his inexplicable self-confidence had something to do with it.

Then quickly end this ridiculous farce and send little Blake on his way to show him how wrong he was.The Dark Lord thought casually, not caring that the young man was staring at him, and slowly took his wand out of his robes.

"I thought you would be the sharpest sword by my side when the whole of England was trampled under my feet, but what a pity." The Dark Lord said, and there was no regret in his tone.

Listening to him talking to himself, Signus pursed his lips tightly, showing no intention of responding.The Dark Lord looked at him as if he was facing an enemy, and shook his head with a smile: "You guys will really make trouble for yourself."

"I have to do this," Signus said in a deep voice.The Dark Lord raised his eyebrows, twisted his wand in his hand in a fancy way, and the indifference and indifference in his eyes quickly faded away.

"I'm not interested in your reasons, since you insist on standing on the wrong side..." He said with a cruel smile: "Then let me see what you have learned over the years."

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The outside of the manor is covered with snow, and the inside of the manor is brightly lit.Tonight's dance party has not yet started, the smells of perfume, champagne and desserts are mixed in the air, and what rushes into the sense of smell is enjoyment and decay.If the dance goes well, the smell will probably also be mixed with blood.

Death Eaters games are always exciting.

But that was all when the ball went well. Now that the Dark Lord had left, the remaining Death Eaters didn't have any intention of continuing to celebrate Christmas.Besides, compared to a game of torturing Muggles, it would be more interesting to trample on the heir of Malfoy and Snape, who was valued by the Dark Lord.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, Lucius and Snape were surrounded by a group of Death Eaters, facing malicious faces, they had no other choice but to face the enemy head-on.Bella came to them step by step, her excited eyes shining.She was more interested in Snape than Lucius, who was doomed to be killed.The Dark Lord didn't order Snape to be killed, but this third grader gave her such a bad impression. Bella couldn't bear Snape's presence when she was in school. Now that the opportunity is in her hands, how can she allow him to escape? .

It's just a poor child. It's normal to be accidentally injured and die in the chaos. Bella is willing to take the risk of being punished to attack Snape. It's impossible for the Dark Lord to be furious at her because of a half-blood kid.

"Severus Snape." Just as Bella was thinking about how to make a move naturally, Mrs. Black also came in front of them, staring at Snape heavily.Lucius had been completely ignored by her, and now she only saw the half-blood Slytherin who had a great influence on the eldest son.It was this filthy brat who transformed Signus from being the proud heir of the Black family to being laughed at at will by Death Eaters in his face.

And even so, this kid didn't feel guilty at all, and stared straight at her, the hostility in his eyes was very obvious.

"No matter what kind of life Signus and you promise to live, you will never have the chance to experience it." Mrs. Black looked at Snape condescendingly, and said coldly: "Just in time, our family will never allow a half-breed to join us." .”

Snape smiled: "I'm afraid you can't stop Siegel, and you can't make decisions on behalf of the Black family."

Indeed, Signus is the heir to the Black family, and in terms of status, has greater rights than Mrs. Black, even though Mrs. Black is his mother.However, this issue has been ignored for many years.Signus was such an obedient son - at least on the surface - that he wouldn't go against his mother like Sirius did, so that Mrs. Black didn't get a chance to feel how much right the eldest son had as heir.

At this time, Snape suddenly pointed out that Mrs. Black could not refute for a while, and the anger that had been suppressed for many days became more vigorous.

"Don't you think it's troublesome enough?" Lucius said in a low voice, gritted his teeth, and approached Snape, trying to block him with his body, lest Mrs. Black suddenly attack, and Snape, who was still a junior student, couldn't resist.However, as soon as he moved, Snape followed suit, waving his wand first, attacking the two ladies in front of him.

"Shenfeng Wusha!" A spell that he had never heard before came out of Snape's mouth. Lucius was almost stunned to watch Bella being hit by the magic, and a bloody flower burst out of her abdomen.Not much of a spell, but unexpected enough for a third year student.

"Where did you learn this?" Lucius asked blankly, wondering if he had never heard of the spell.

"I created it myself." Snape said, pulling Lucius past him, taking advantage of the brief impact he caused, and quickly fled out of the hall.

"You what?" Lucius thought he had heard it wrong, and was dragged away while still asking.Snape had no time to answer him, and just ran to the gate of the manor.

The Yule Ball gathered all the Death Eaters, except for the two of them, everyone here is an enemy.Lucius' words "Horcrux" shocked some people, and they didn't know how to react for a moment. They could only choose a position that was beneficial to them by conditioned reflex——to escape from this inevitable decisive battle.

But this is only a small number of people. Even if most Death Eaters know that the Dark Lord is making such dangerous things as Horcruxes, they still think that he can definitely solve the many negative effects of Horcruxes and achieve extraordinary achievements in alchemy.

The Dark Lord is pursuing eternal life, and only he is worthy of such a proposition.

Snape and Lucius were forced to turn around at the last moment when they rushed out of the gate. The pursuers behind them were already approaching, and countless curses struck them, giving them no chance to open the door.They could only leave the empty hall in a hurry, looking for a place to hide.

The dark corridors of the past are against them today, too bright in the Christmas lights to hide any footprints.Snape and Lucius had to keep running to avoid the danger of being surrounded.

The curse grazed Snape's neck, and it targeted Snape more than Lucius Malfoy, who was ordered to kill.Except for Bella and the others who had feuds, most of the Death Eaters didn't like this half-blood who suddenly appeared and was favored by the Dark Lord.

"I thought Signus was not popular enough." Lucius said panting, long-term lack of exercise made him feel exhausted soon, but Snape was still dragging him to the second floor, and The strength of the weak arm is astonishing.

"You'd better not talk." Snape sensed his procrastination, turned around and stared at him in disgust.After a brief pause, the pursuers who were not far away surrounded him. Snape didn't delay any longer, and threw a few "Shen Feng Wu Ying" backwards, dragging Lucius to continue running forward.

The gate of the manor has been guarded, and they have no chance to escape with their abilities.Looking down from the second floor, one could see that the gathered Death Eaters were also looking up at the killing game upstairs.

Maybe I'll die here today, Lucius thought with a wry smile, maybe the Malfoys will be history altogether today.

Already countless spells hit Lucius on the back, but were blocked by the various ancestral gadgets he was wearing.In order for today to go smoothly, he can be regarded as hanging half of the good things of the Malfoy family on him.Snape didn't have the backing of an ancient family like him, but on the contrary, he was obviously more comfortable than him, and he could fight back from time to time.

It was only today that Lucius really realized that Snape was not just a potion genius, he also had a bright future in magic spells.Snape said that every word he said was not just a joke. He said that if he wanted to walk side by side with Signus, he would try his best to do so.Even if Signus didn't want him to participate in the war, he would insist on getting ready.

The two of them rushed all the way to Rudolph's room. Before Lucius realized why it was Rudolph's room, Snape broke in directly without even thinking about it.

"What are you doing?" Lucius was dragged in by him and almost fell on Rudolph's bed.

Snape waved his wand quickly: "Here comes the broom!"

There was a banging sound from the closet in the corner. Lucius quickly opened the door, and saw two of the latest Nimbus series and a Quidditch box neatly placed inside.

"He actually came here with a broom." Lucius took out the broom quickly and said in disbelief. He thought Rudolph was not interested in Quidditch. After all, during the seven years in school, Rudolph had a lot of He had every chance to join the Slytherin house team, but he passed them up.

Without time to hesitate, Lucius got on the broom and was about to take Snape with him when he saw that the other had already got on another broom and took off decisively from the balcony.The Death Eaters had already chased after them, and rushed into Rudolph's room in a chrysalis. Various spells attacked Lucius intensively. The ruby ​​pendant on his chest exhausted its magic power in just a second or two. quickly dimmed.

"Lucius!" Snape's shout came from the air, Lucius rushed out of the balcony, and rushed out of the manor with Snape.

Under the silvery moonlight, their dresses and robes, which were not effective in keeping warm, were blown and rattled in the cold winter wind.Lucius looked back at the manor illuminated by the lights, and finally had the time to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I thought you couldn't ride a broom." He looked at Snape and asked with a smile.

"I just don't like it," Snape said.His eyes looked at the lake behind the manor from time to time, Lucius could guess what he was thinking, and immediately said seriously: "You can't help him."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth: "I know, don't worry, I won't go to make trouble."

With the border of the manor in sight, Lucius couldn't help but relax his nerves and looked up at the magnificent night sky, but fate didn't let them go just like that.The sound of the spell piercing the air came again from behind, and before Lucius could react, his face was splashed with blood.He turned his head in a daze, and saw that Snape's chest seemed to have been exploded, and the blood flowed down the broom, watering all the way on the vast grass of the manor.