HP heard I should be a Death Eater

"Do you want to talk about what happened last night?" Snape asked when he and Signus went out together in the morning.

Signus's first reaction was to refuse, but after a brief struggle he nodded.

"I'll wait for you in the classroom after class." He heard himself say, "Take you somewhere."

Signus was a little absent-minded in the morning class, stopped in the middle of the lecture several times, and finally dismissed the get out of class simply because he was unwell.He's a Squib, and the students take it for granted that he's sick from the fall temperatures, and no one has a problem with that.

Signus was the only one left in the classroom when Snape came over. He looked up at the boy at the door, smiled forcedly, and led him to the Room of Requirement.He felt that he didn't really want to share it with Snape, it was like his own secret, only his.This emotion was inexplicable, and he shouldn't have hidden it from Snape.

I just found a place to make models, it's nothing to keep secret.Signus kept emphasizing to himself, and finally suppressed the resistance in his heart before reaching the destination.

"What's this place?" Snape watched as he walked back and forth in the corridor a few times, and a door he had never seen before gradually appeared on the wall.

"The Response Room." Signus said, with a cold attitude: "Whatever you want, it can be realized here. Just like its name, Response."

But how did your magic power open this place?Snape couldn't figure it out, but keenly sensed that Signus was not in a good mood at the moment, so he decided to ask this question later and walked into the room with him first.

There was a lot of space here, the floor was full of tools and parts, and Snape saw that the half-built Ferris wheel looked exactly like the one they had sat on in London during their holidays.

"You're going to make a Ferris wheel?" Snape walked over, tripped over a pile of materials under his feet, and Signus supported him beside him.

"It's a bit complicated." Signus said, "I've been working on it for a long time, and I haven't finished it yet." He picked up the Muggle manual from the ground as he spoke: "I haven't understood some of the content."

Snape looked down at the thing that had tripped him just now: "What are these?"

"It's just some materials." Signus shrugged. These are all things provided by the Room of Requirement. The things that the students have littered here for hundreds of years have been handed over by this room, and they are expected to be used by him. Take out these historical relics as soon as possible.

"Is this also the material?" Snape lowered his head and picked up a crown, and said without words.The diadem looked dirty, and the jewels on it were dull.However, it was such a dirty old thing that made Signus's inner negative emotions almost out of control.He felt the dizziness caused by the lack of oxygen in his brain last night again, and his vision was a little blurred.

The voice came again, and Signus heard someone whispering in his ear, the purpose of the voice became more and more obvious, luring him to snatch the crown.

Signus raised his hand uncontrollably, paused before grasping the crown, and swung it violently, knocking the thing out of Snape's hand.

Gathering his consciousness, facing Snape's surprised gaze, Signus coughed in embarrassment: "There are many things here that I don't need, and they are provided by the Response Room. Many of them are old things left by the students in the past. The room doesn't like being a dumping ground all the time, and I probably hope I can use it and take these things away."

That crown should also be an old item of a certain student. Signus didn't think about why such an expensive item would be thrown away casually. It blurs along with the rest of the crap.It's so strange, before today, Signus obviously didn't notice that there was a crown here, but he reflexively wanted to conceal its existence.

This was not normal, and Snape knew him and would not be fooled by such a trick.He looked at the crown, then at Signus: "You've been getting weirder lately."

Signus laughed dryly, "Really?"

Obvious.

Snape took a leisurely tour of the room, approaching the direction of the crown. He noticed that Signus was always following behind him. He became nervous when he approached the crown for the second time, and waited for him to walk over as if nothing had happened. Relax.

"I was here yesterday." He heard Signus's voice trying to whitewash the peace: "I've been here all this time, you know, I use a lot of models in my class, and it's very convenient to make those things here. Speaking of which, Signus stretched out his hand, waiting for a tool to float over by itself: "Look, I can use magic here."

"It's the magic of this room," Snape reminded.

Signus frowned quickly, and said in a colder tone, "I know."

Snape observed his expression: "You depend on this place too much, maybe you should work elsewhere."

No.Signus thought firmly in his heart, he didn't want to leave here, here is... what is here?He froze for a moment, not understanding why he had such a strange persistence.

"My research is not without progress." Snape walked closer to the diadem again, noticing that Signus was still nervous, and had to stay away from there again.

"I have analyzed your magic power situation. You should know that the source of your magic power has not been completely destroyed. If there is a way to reactivate it, the magic power can come back."

Signus listened, he felt that he should be excited by the news, but in fact he couldn't produce such emotion at all, instead he didn't take it seriously.activation?To put it simply, how do you do it?This is still hopeless at all.

Then he was annoyed by his own thoughts, Snape was thinking of something for him every day, why should he not take it seriously.

Not normal, very abnormal.He knew he would never feel the way he did about Snape.

But when he was alert to this abnormality, the feeling of lack of oxygen in the brain became stronger, making him dizzy, and even standing still became a problem.He realized that he should leave here, but the force of nostalgia involved him, making him reluctant to leave at all.

Snape lowered his head and picked up the diadem again, but this time Signus didn't stop him, the dizziness making it difficult for him to see what was going on around him.A sense of emptiness spread in his heart, and he needed to grab something to relieve this feeling.

"We have to get out of here." Snape's voice was in his ear, and it was only then that Signus realized in a daze that Snape had walked beside him.

"I don't want to leave now."

"You want this?" Snape handed him the diadem, and as soon as Signus grabbed it, his brain cleared up, and then his vision cleared, and he saw what he was holding in his hand.If he didn't realize the problem at this time, he would be a wizard, but knowing that he shouldn't, he still couldn't throw away the crown.

"What is this?" Snape asked him.

"I don't know," Signus murmured.Whatever it is, it must be very evil.Why the hell is this thing trying to get on with him, he's just a Squib.

Snape watched him carefully, as if he was afraid that he would be possessed in the next moment, but Signus felt that his mind was very clear - except that he couldn't drop the crown in his hand.

"Let's go first, we have to find out what this is." Snape said, without giving Signus a chance to refuse, pulling him away from the Room of Requirement.With the crown in hand, Signus didn't want to break free, and returned to the office with him.

The crown was placed on the table, and Signus stared at it with complicated eyes. He had already thought of various ways to test this thing in his heart, but he couldn't do anything because he had no magic power.It felt so bad, like there was no other option but to wait for this thing to do what it wanted.He had never been so powerless against the Dark Lord.

"This is Hogwarts, we should tell the Headmaster," Snape said.

"Dumbledore?" Signus reflexively refused: "No need." He felt it carefully, and couldn't tell whether it was this thing that was repelling Dumbledore, or he didn't want to ask Dumbledore for help.

The fourth grade still had classes in the afternoon, and Snape couldn't stay here to accompany him, and Signus didn't feel that he needed company very much in his current state. "It's just a Dark Lord's item. I'm a Squib now so I'm overreacting." He said this, persuading Snape to go to class obediently, while he was deep in thought about the crown.

It's so strange, he felt that this thing was the voice that kept appearing in his ears recently, what does this thing want to do?Just the same being brought out?

i want to help you.

The voice came out again, and Signus stared at the diadem without saying a word.

I know you want to recover your magic power. Even if your little boyfriend can help you, it will take a long time. Are you willing to wait?

And I can return the magic power to you anytime.

You just have to put on me.

Signus sneered, "You're just a dark magic item, why?"

I'm no ordinary dark magic item, I'm much more powerful.

The voice sounded annoyed, and Signus tasted a familiar arrogance in it.That was the usual attitude of Slytherins.He stared at the diadem, as if considering its temptation, when a student knocked on the door, Signus broke away from his thoughts and put the diadem into a drawer.

Professor Black is very popular at Hogwarts, and students come here to give him potions.He didn't go to the school hospital after class today, maybe it's just a minor illness, but Squibs don't have the physique of a wizard after all, it's better to drink some potion.

Signus thanked a few students, thought for a moment and went back to the Room of Requirement again.Without the diadem here, the paranoia about magic was gone. He still felt that this room was very convenient for his work, but he was no longer obsessed with the illusion it brought him.

He didn't stay here for too long, and the culprit who bewitched him came out after he was sure.The Room of Requirement was located not far from the principal's office. He hesitated for a while in the corridor, but still felt that there was no need to go to Dumbledore.

It's just a black magic item, if it doesn't work, he can ask Lucius to come over.Thinking of this, Signus immediately went back to the office and wrote a letter to Malfoy Manor.

That night Lucius came over.

The crown was placed on the table, still dusty, no one thought to wipe it off.Lucius looked around, always thinking that he had seen this thing somewhere, and after a while, his eyes widened in shock.

"What?" Signus sat on the sofa and looked at him.

Lucius had a ghostly expression on his face: "Where did you find this thing?"

"The Room of Requirement. Have you seen this?"

"Of course!" Lucius quickly called out: "This is Ravenclaw's crown! Legend has it, Ravenclaw's! Crown!"

Signus: "...Oh."

"What's your reaction?" Lucius walked around the office a few times and managed to calm down a bit: "You asked me to deal with black magic items?"

Signus nodded: "That's it."

"What are you going to do with it? If you don't want it, I can take it back."

"Better be careful, who knows what it has experienced." Signus said coldly.

He started hearing the voice again, and Lucius didn't respond, obviously he was the only one affected.

This damn crown must not be very powerful, otherwise why just stare at him as a squib instead of bewitching a real wizard.Signus closed his eyes, feeling very irritable, but Lucius was still dawdling, always feeling that he had missed something, and after thinking for a long time, he finally pulled out the morning of the seventh grade Christmas holiday from the depths of his memory.

The diadem had been with a room full of odds and ends when he and Corrison had gone to the Room of Requirement to retrieve the Horcrux hidden there.But then it was dirtier than it is now, and it didn't see any value at all.

"Looking back now, it's like it was trying to trip me up and get my attention," Lucius said. "It's kind of creepy."

Signus was impatient: "It's said to be a magic item."

Lucius drew out his wand and hesitated again: "Why must it be destroyed? This is the crown of Ravenclaw, and it has been made into a dark magic item. I think it is very suitable for collection."

He was right, and Signus immediately wanted to agree, and then forced himself to calm down.

"Do it." He said through gritted teeth.

Lucius didn't move, struggling to look at the crown's eyes.Signus picked up the prank toys that were confiscated in class and threw them directly. Non-aggressive flames burned around Lucius. The magical activation also cleared his mind.

"You'd better not be bewitched by it." Signus said and picked up a small toy: "I don't have magic power now, all I can do is throw shit at you."

Threats worked, and Lucius didn't hesitate any longer.They, the children of the dark wizard family, knew a lot of spells to deal with black magic items. Lucius tried them one by one, but it didn't work.The diadem was still on the table, and Signus felt the voice in his ear disappear for a moment, then reappear again.

Do you think you can destroy me like this?

Impossible, I am much stronger than you think.

You should try to trust me.

"Merlin, what the hell is this?" Lucius said in disbelief, "You really don't plan to keep it?"

Signus was even more annoyed, and waved his hand to signal that he would leave if he couldn't help.Lucius failed to convince him, and before he left, he emphasized unwillingly that if he changed his mind, he must speak up.

Signus thought that if he could still use magic, Lucius would be the first to be dealt with.

The crown was quietly placed on the table. Signus stared at it for a long time, then stood up suddenly, and took it out the door.

what you up to?the voice asked.

Signus didn't want to respond, and wandered out of the castle.It was almost winter, and the night wind was very cold. Signus once again forgot to wear a thick robe, and went back lazily, just stepping into the cold.

He walked in the direction of the Black Lake, and saw Hagrid in the distance on the way.The other party should have seen him too, but instead of being rude to him like before, he turned around and walked away with the ugly skinny dog, as if he would bite.Signus knew why.It's just that he felt that he had misunderstood him in the past, and he couldn't bear to apologize to him, so he simply walked around.

It was too cold, and Signus quickened his pace, wanting to finish his work quickly and go back to the castle.

what you up to?The voice became more urgent.

Signus still ignored.

I have a way to restore your magic power, you shouldn't be like this, you can't stand even a little cool wind.Cygnus Black, you used to be able to deal with even the Dark Lord, are you really willing to look like this now?

"You also know that I can even deal with the Dark Lord." Signus' voice was a little trembling, but he was in a good mood.

The cold also has the benefits of being cold, at least his brain was frozen very clearly.

No matter what the crown was, it would be a mistake to focus on him.He has been able to endure under the Dark Lord's nose for so many years, and he thinks that he is determined, and he may be taken by him if he is unprepared, but he can't be stupid enough to be led by the nose all the time.In addition, this kind of demagogue likes to use the wizard's own magic power to deal with himself, and he, how can a squib get his magic power.

The Black Lake was also very calm in the night, and Signus stopped by the lake, looking down at the crown in his hand.

You can't do it.

No one can say no to me.

The voice sounded exasperated.

Signus looked at it and realized that he really couldn't do anything.He is reluctant.The feeling was not his own, but it did affect him.His hands seemed to be holding the crown tightly uncontrollably, so hard that his fingers turned white.

"What exactly do you want?" Signus wondered.What the hell is up to a Squib.

I just want to help.

The voice felt that his attitude was not as tough as before, and it became gentler and full of bewitching again.

"How can you help me?"

Wear me and you will regain your magic.

Signus raised an eyebrow, fingering the jewels in the crown.

Many dark magic items have life, and the long years have made them understand the difference between themselves and wizards, and it has also made them long to be real people.His father once told him to be careful of the old things from last year. People who are not firm enough in their hearts are easily seduced, and then their bodies are robbed by those things and their souls are devoured.The diadem might be that kind of thing, Signus thought, and the question was why it chose to bewitch me instead of someone else.

It has seen Sev, it has seen Lucius, but in the end it chose me.

Signus sat down by the lake and looked down at the diadem.The voice didn't bother him anymore, it seemed to give him time to hesitate, or maybe he was sure that he would choose to accept it.

Ok.

Signus wiped the dust off the diadem on his sleeve before putting it on top of his head.