HP heard I should be a Death Eater

According to the Daily Prophet, Signus' trial was scheduled for two days later.Trial preparations proceeded as usual, and pieces of testimony about him were delivered to the Wizengamot court, while the client was still out of the loop.

Normally, criminals who committed serious crimes - such as murder - should be locked up in the Ministry of Magic until their trial, like most Death Eaters who have been caught today, but Signus has become an exception.Dumbledore acquiesced in allowing him to continue living at Hogwarts, even though he was already a Squib and couldn't finish seventh year.He went to eat in the restaurant every day as usual, everyone could see him, the professors and students had no problem with it, and Professor Slughorn was even polite to him.

The Ministry of Magic is also keeping silent, not because they are also willing to acquiesce in Signus's special behavior. The officials thought that it was impossible for Signus to hide in the school because of the grudge between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Long.As a result, the reaction of the Gryffindors was unexpected. They collectively ignored Signus and let the former Death Eater with the Dark Mark on his arm spend his time in Hogwarts Castle.This is not incomprehensible, Dumbledore is on his side, so the Gryffindors also choose to accept it.

Winter has not yet passed, and the biting cold wind blows on the face, making people miss the warmth in the castle as soon as they take a few steps.In this weather, Signus, who had no magical protection, chose to sleep by the fireplace in the bedroom.His body is not fully recovered, and there is no need to go to class, which happens to be a good reason to relax.The fly in the ointment was that Snape couldn't possibly be as laid-back as he was.The third grade has a lot of courses, and Snape has been absent for most of the semester. In order to pass the final exam smoothly, he has been making up for homework these days.

Signus always felt that with Snape's brain, he could definitely pass without so much effort, but this idea was not approved by Snape himself.The passing standard is too low. What he wants is to be in the top ten of the grade even if he can't get a scholarship.

"I really don't understand why grades are important." In the Slytherin common room, Signus slumped on the sofa, staring at Lucius and complaining boredly.His good friend who used to play Quidditch with him and miss class together didn't have time to pay attention to him today, and while perfunctory umming twice to show that he was listening, he lowered his head and quickly flipped through the letters sent by his family.

With Lucius' attitude, Signus had no choice but to turn to Corison to relieve his boredom.Another good friend of his chose to sit at a distance today, and he and his fiancée lived together.That girl, Signus, was not familiar with her before. It seemed that Mr. Zabini had chosen him for his son. His blood and family were a good match for Corison, so Master Zabini, who had always been indifferent to relationship issues, agreed.Which family heir can escape the marriage?He is not Signus, who is willing to give everything to fight for the illusory and perhaps not beautiful freedom.

Signus was the only loafer in the entire college, bored. He got up silently and left the common room, wandering around the school, trying to find some fun to pass the time, but for some unknown reason, he unexpectedly ran to Hoag Watts' most boring library.The neat rows of long tables and the top students buried in their books gave Signus a headache just looking at them, but before he could escape, he saw Snape sitting by the window.

I really don't know what the magic is here to attract him, Signus complained silently in his heart, while having to keep quiet under Mrs. Pince's threatening gaze, he walked over cautiously and sat down opposite Snape.At this moment, his boy was only engrossed in his textbooks, and didn't even notice that there was another person on the opposite side. The sun shone on his serious side face, making his pale skin seem to have a soft light, making the boy who had always been expressionless and indifferent It seems a lot milder.

Signus stared at him for a long time, at first he only thought the picture was beautiful, but then Snape kept writing and drawing in his notebook, flipping back and forth among several books in front of him, and he was very unhappy Feeling superfluous.

"Ahem." Signus looked around, lowered his voice and deliberately coughed twice.

Snape glanced up at him and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

This unsurprised attitude stunned Signus for a moment: "You know I'm here?"

"I'm not blind."

"Then you still keep reading." Signus complained dissatisfied.

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth: "What else? What else do you want to do in the library?" He lowered his head and continued to take notes as he spoke, not forgetting to remind Signus: "If you want to stay here, just keep quiet."

Well, keep quiet.Signus was lying on the table, staring at Snape boredly, and when Snape couldn't stand being stared at by him, he looked up at him, curled his lips and turned around to observe the students around him.

He found that there were more people in the library than when he first came in, and some of them obviously did not come to study, but came to see him.After the death of the Dark Lord, there were many rumors about him. The wizards were curious about his true status among the Death Eaters, whether the rumors about his murder were true, and whether he was a spy of the Order of the Phoenix.Signus sneered at the rumors outside, wishing to express his opinion immediately that it was absolutely impossible for him to work for Dumbledore, but he also knew that the eve of the trial was not a good time to argue about these things.

In order to stay away from the rumors, and because of his weak body after losing his magic power, during this period of time, Signus did not like to appear in places other than the dormitory except for breakfast, lunch and dinner. School, running to the library, finally gave the students a chance to satisfy their curiosity.

At this time, many people in the library looked down at the books on the surface, but in fact they kept looking at Signus from the corner of their eyes. Some people whispered and encouraged each other to talk to Signus and ask about his upcoming trial. Is it true that he can't recover his magic power, and has he joined the Order of the Phoenix long ago.Signus glanced around, dismissing the men's curiosity.This group of students dare not really come and talk to him. He used to be a famous figure in Slytherin, and later he was a Death Eater. In the hearts of ordinary students, there is always a sense of distance that cannot be bridged, even though he is just a squib now , that sense of distance will not be easily realized.

Signus changed direction and continued to lie on the table, watching the scenery outside the window, and a few miscellaneous birds flying by could also attract his attention.He thought he would have to spend several hours with Snape here, and most likely he would have to sleep on the table, but he didn't wait too long, and Snape ran to borrow a book and dragged him to leave.

"Don't you like borrowing it back to the dormitory to watch it?" Signus was still slumped on the chair, looking up at him with a smile.

"I want to go back today, can't I?" Snape asked coldly.

"Of course." Signus raised his hands in surrender, not to provoke the boy who was obviously in a bad mood.He stood up, and habitually wanted to take the book in Snape's pocket, but he was avoided when he stretched his hand halfway.Signus was stunned for a moment before he realized it. He lowered his head and touched his nose: "I've almost recovered, and it's okay to take a few books."

"Sorry." Snape pursed his lower lip, regretting that his actions just now were too abrupt.But he said apologetic words, but in fact he was still holding the book and didn't intend to let go.

"I'm a Squib, not disabled." Signus smiled, and said with mock relief, reaching out to Snape again.This time he was firm, waiting for Snape's reaction without moving an inch, until the other party had to compromise and hand him the book.

"Don't let those people affect you." On the way back to the Slytherin dungeon, Signus said again: "They're just curious about me."

Snape frowned: "There is nothing to be curious about."

"I'm the one who destroyed the Horcruxes, of course they would be curious." Signus said jokingly, seeing that Snape was still unhappy, he restrained his casual attitude and became serious.

"Sev, there's no need to care about those people. Their attitudes can't actually affect anything. The so-called 'insider' they know is only what the Ministry of Magic or Dumbledore chooses to let them know. There's so much news about me now, nothing more than It was Dumbledore who was setting the stage for the trial."

"I know." Snape whispered, "I just don't like the way those people look at you."

When they got back to the common room, Lucius was still by the fire, the Malfoys were done, and he was with Narcissa.The Dark Lord is gone, and now he finally has the time to spend with his fiancée.Signus and Snape did not bother their friends, and quietly walked back to the bedroom along the edge of the lounge.Signus glanced at the messy pile of parchment on the bed, picked them up and threw them on the desk, and lay down comfortably.

"I've told you several times not to touch those!" Snape immediately said unhappily when he saw him like this.

Signus sighed, and looked sideways at him sorting out the parchments that recorded the potion formula one by one: "I've said it several times, don't bother, I've never heard that squibs can heal people. "

Snape ignored him, packed his things by himself, opened the drawer and put them in: "This is my drawer, I hope you don't mess with them again."

Signus shrugged and muttered under his breath, "If they won't take over the bed, why should I bother with a few papers?"

Snapela opened the chair and sat down, ready to continue the unfinished tasks in the library today, but soon found that he still couldn't concentrate in the dormitory.There are traces of Signus here, and Signus himself is staring at him on the bed where they sleep together every day, how could he just ignore it and concentrate on reading.He turned around, intending to ask Signus to find something to do, but the words didn't come out of his mouth.

In the past, Signus didn't need anyone to ask for it, and he would never be idle. He needed to practice black magic in private, he needed to think about many things, and he liked to use all available time to go out and fly around.Now these things have become impossible, and even many family affairs that should have been handed over to him are being transferred to Regulus' hands, training him to become a qualified Patriarch as soon as possible.Cygnus Black, once the proud son of heaven, made great contributions to the war that just ended, and was also a controversial former black magic genius, suddenly lost the value of existence, even his dream of being very dandy all the time— —becoming a Quidditch player—was also buried with the loss of magic.