Forget

Draco hadn't practiced Occlumency in a long time.After all, he hadn't thought about things that he wasn't allowed to think about for a long time.When Voldemort had brought him out a week earlier, he had known it was almost over.But as always, he didn't know what a person like him should do after the end.Voldemort didn't dare to stay too far away from him, Voldemort didn't know when Potter would attack the next Horcrux.So Draco was lucky enough to be back at Hogwarts.

The stupid stone statues of Hogwarts seem to have life, and they seem to be guarding the castle angrily.

How long can these broken stones last?

Draco thought aimlessly.He stood about half a step behind Voldemort, and he could see clearly.He could even see Professor Flitwick, who was almost blocked by the people around him.There are also Professor McGonagall and Professor Slughorn, and many familiar faces who still have a little remembrance.But the angry emotions shown on those faces are not in the familiar range.

Those were probably hatred for Voldemort.

Who doesn't hate Voldemort?

Draco glanced at the demon standing in front of him out of the corner of his eye.His wand was in his breast pocket, but out of reach of his chained hands.Voldemort put a wide cloak on him, covering his whole body, and he really looked like a loyal servant of the devil.

What's up with those two red-haired monsters in the Weasley family lately?I heard that their joke shop is booming.

Draco thought.

When they were in school, the things they sold were enough without morals and no limit. It is estimated that the things sold from that joke shop would only be worse than that.

But everyone likes to buy it.Those gadgets are great for "entertaining" people you don't like.

Draco couldn't help but imagine those scenes.

It's hell on earth.

Voldemort didn't take him to the battlefield every time.In fact Draco spent a lot of time on the top floor of the Hog's Head pub.The proprietress, Rose Tower or something, is nowhere to be found.The Hog's Head, like the rest of Hogsmeade's establishments, had long since fallen into disrepair.

But this time Voldemort did not send him back to the Pig's Head Bar, but took him to another dilapidated house. Draco looked around, wondering how he didn't know there were so many bad things about Hogsmeade.

The Elder Wand, which Voldemort had worked so hard to find, seemed to be very difficult to use.But Draco didn't think that the solution Voldemort found this time was related to Professor Snape.He stood up with great effort and walked in Voldemort's direction.I regretted just taking the first step.Because he has absolutely no idea what he wants to do.

Fortunately, Snape appeared just in time.He was alone, like a huge black bat, silently falling into this dusty room.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief and retreated back into the corner.

He didn't think about meeting Professor Snape, just as he didn't think about what he should say after meeting Professor Snape.

—Excuse me, am I still alive?

This is ridiculous, Draco thought.

**

"How dare you resist my call?" Voldemort sat down. "Severus, you know that's irresistible."

"I haven't, Master." Snape lowered his eyes.The disheveled hair fell from his forehead, and his expression could not be seen clearly. "It's just something delayed."

"That's just right," Voldemort continued, seemingly inadvertently. "How is the situation ahead?"

"Very intense, Master." Snape's tone remained calm. "A gap has been opened, and some people have entered Hogwarts."

Voldemort stood up and took a few steps around the table: "Severus, you are an excellent servant, and you are the person I trust most."

"My pleasure, my lord," Snape replied.

"You almost never leave Hogwarts. If it weren't for you, I would have no chance of getting this wand." Voldemort held the Elder Wand in both hands. "However, I'm running into some other problems now. The wand doesn't seem willing to be wielded by me. You will continue to be faithful, Severus, won't you?"

"I don't understand, Master," said Snape, after a short pause.

Before Voldemort said a word, the Elder Wand in his hand suddenly changed direction.A green light flew towards Snape, covering his head and face.Almost immediately, Snape took a few steps back.But it's not very useful.After the ray of light dissipated, blood began to gurgle from Snape's lower abdomen.He slumped against the same dilapidated window, breathing hard.Nagini's eyes were red with excitement, and he stood upright, as if he was about to rush over at any time.

"Kill its old master to truly own it." Voldemort stroked the Elder Wand. "Severus, this wand is as loyal as you."

"If...if I'm really the master of the Elder Wand..." Snape gasped, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.His voice was much weaker. "A wand won't touch its owner..."

"It seems that your cultivation is not enough, Severus. Let me tell you, if the user is strong enough, this law will be invalid." Voldemort said easily. "About this, our lovely Malfoy also has experience, right?"

Draco hadn't heard Voldemort's words.He was already stunned.He had indeed seen many people fall before him and be separated forever, but this time, it was Professor Snape.

The professor he respected the most, the professor who forced him to make a choice, the professor who seemed to be confident at all times, fell down in front of him.

Draco knew that Professor Snape wouldn't live past dawn, but he never thought that this scene would happen to him like this.He suddenly thought of Professor Dumbledore's death, and he suddenly wanted to go over to Professor Snape, and ask him, is this also planned?

But his feet seemed to freeze.He tried to walk faster, but almost staggered to Professor Snape's side.He knelt down, he saw the blood gushing from Professor Snape's body, but he couldn't hold those wounds.

"I can't die yet...I have to wait for Harry..." Snape's voice was low, but every syllable fell into Draco's ears clearly. "Find a way to get him out of here...I can't last long..."

Draco woke up suddenly.He knew that this was an entrustment that he could not refuse, but he also did not know how this entrustment should be fulfilled.He forced his brain to work again.

"Is the farewell over? We don't have much time." Voldemort said frivolously, raising his wand again.At this critical moment, Voldemort suddenly let out a howl and fell backwards, and the crackling sound reappeared in the air.

"Horcruxes, one of the Horcruxes was destroyed." Draco's voice was low and hoarse.

"It's now! Let him go!" Snape moaned, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.His voice grew weaker. "hurry up……"

Draco didn't answer, just tried to stand up.Fear, and those bad memories filled his whole mind in an instant.He tried his best to overcome and conceal it. For the first time at this time, he took the initiative to stand in front of Voldemort.

"Good boy." Voldemort pressed his dry hand on his shoulder, and suddenly pressed him into his arms, and his sharp teeth pierced the pale skin.

"Master...Master..." Draco's teeth were chattering, but he couldn't tell if it was pain or something else.He tried to raise his voice a little so that every syllable could be heard clearly. "It's too dangerous here, we...you have to get out of here..."

Voldemort paused, his teeth leaving Draco's skin.He raised his head, blood still remained at the corner of his mouth.He looked into Draco's eyes: "What did you say?"

Draco was a little guilty, but he knew clearly that he couldn't back down at this time anyway.Gathering his courage, he turned his eyes from Snape inadvertently, and returned to Voldemort's face: "Snape...he's not going to live anymore, you don't need to waste time here. You Having said that, Harry Potter may also find here..."

Draco finished speaking almost in one breath, and he saw the suspicion in Voldemort's eyes slowly fade away, knowing that Voldemort had almost been persuaded by him.Just when he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly spun.

Apparate.