[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

Back at Hogwarts, Snape felt like a lifetime away.Too many things happened in this year, James changed, his parents died, and his pursuit of life was also different.He thought he would be hostile to James for the rest of his life, to the death, but in just one year, James changed.Including himself, he has also changed. Once he believed so firmly that he would follow Voldemort, the result has changed... Maybe, only change is eternal.

"Are you nervous?" Lucius said without looking up, fiddling with his snake-headed cane seemingly casually.

The place where Snape was now was a huge manor not much smaller than the Potter's house, located on the border of England, where Voldemort lived temporarily.

"Nervousness is for sure." If he said he was not nervous at this time, it would arouse suspicion instead.

"You kid, you're just too careful." Lucius couldn't see any expression on that young face. From the time when Lucius first met Snape, the other party was so flattered and flattered, not at all like a very How old are the boys.

Snape knew that this sentence didn't need to be answered by himself, so he just covered up all his thoughts with a respectful expression. Unlike James, Snape was a natural master of emotional management.During these days, he had intensified his Occlumency practice, and that half-assed James once said that he was progressing by leaps and bounds, and Snape didn't deny that he was indeed gifted in this area.

"Come with me." Seeing the butler come out, Lucius nodded to himself, stood up, and led Snape into the secret corridor.The two of them didn't speak a word along the way, only the sound of kicking footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, which was very depressing.

The sound of the door opening was abrupt and piercing, and with the help of the dim light, the figure in black appeared in front of his eyes. Snape had seen Voldemort's true face in the newspapers, and had imagined many times how he would win that man's favor and trust after he met Voldemort.But all the calculations couldn't be as shocking as the moment when he actually saw Voldemort himself.His brain can't think at all, as if it never existed!In front of him is a real king, he just stood there without even looking at you, but you have already been subdued by that strong deterrent, and your every move is bewitched. Snape got down on one knee and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robe, just as Lucius had done.

If this person hadn't been his enemy, if he hadn't promised his mother, if he hadn't known the truth about the future, Snape would bet that he would swear his allegiance to him to the death, because Voldemort was absolutely worth it!

"Severus." Voldemort turned his face away, and that unusually handsome face took Snape's breath away again.

"Your potion, I like it very much." Voldemort said straightforwardly.

"It's an honor to serve the Lord." Snape's deep voice was as quiet as water, without the slightest panic.

Voldemort already knew from Lucius' description that this kid was not simple, but seeing it with his own eyes was another thing. He was indeed much stronger than those brats who were instantly frightened when they saw Voldemort himself.

"Lucius, I have something to say to this kid alone."

"Yes, Master." Lucius bowed and stepped back.In the vast space, only Voldemort and Snape were left.The oppressive feeling emanating from Voldemort made it almost impossible for Snape to breathe. This kind of strength was the strongest Snape had ever seen in his life... It is undeniable that Snape was overwhelmed by Voldemort's demeanor, and I believe that no Slytherin could resist Voldemort , he had everything a Slytherin could dream of! Snape's heart was shaken a little at the moment, could such a person really be able to deal with it?Such a person... Such a rare master, do I really want to betray him?

But the thought was only fleeting, because it was absolutely impossible to change what Snape had decided.From the moment he promised his mother, he has no turning back...

"You have been concocting potions for me all this time. Although Lucius didn't tell you, a smart person like you...I believe you should know something about my current physical condition." Voldemort never liked to say unnecessary things Nonsense, but Snape's respectful but not humble attitude has indeed won Voldemort's favor. This is a rare talent, both in person and ability are top-notch, and the future is very malleable.

"Yes, Lord." Snape bowed his head, half-length hair covering his eyes. Voldemort was talking about his magic riot, and although Snape knew it was due to the splitting of the Horcruxes, he couldn't show any emotion. Snape's face, with its perfect mask of coldness and a hint of confusion, looked unassailable.

"Don't you want to know why?" Voldemort asked suddenly.

"For a powerful wizard like me, why did this happen?"

Snape considered it for a moment.

"I guess, I'm not qualified to know about the Lord. I'm not curious about things that I'm not qualified to know." Snape replied calmly.

Voldemort was obviously satisfied with the answer, and for a Slytherin, that was the most important thing: self-knowledge.But it is a pity that too many people get lost in their rights and desires and forget about it. Voldemort had dealt with too many of them.

"You're very interesting, Severus." Voldemort had already known the news of Eileen's suicide before, and now the only clue left in the book of immortality was the young man in front of him.His physical condition was already very bad, and he didn't expect that splitting the Horcrux would cause such serious consequences. At this moment, Voldemort's desire for the potion of immortality reached a new height.If he wanted to get out of the days of relying on potions to stabilize his magic power, he had to get the potion of immortality.

"Severus, stand up, you can get closer to me and understand my current physical condition more clearly." Voldemort said.

"Yes." Snape stood up and looked up, meeting Voldemort's eyes for the first time. Snape was amazed at how calm he was, in fact, he thought he'd go completely insane the moment he met Voldemort's eyes.

He stepped forward and moved closer, the closer he got to Voldemort's side, the stronger the sense of oppression.He stretched out his hand, suppressing the trembling forcibly, and placed his palm on Voldemort's chest.Through the mutual induction of magic power, Snape understood how bad Voldemort's situation was. No wonder he wanted to drink that magical stabilizing potion that was equivalent to poison for ordinary people!

"What's my current situation, tell me." Voldemort said without a trace of emotion, as if it wasn't his own body.

"A torrent that broke through the dam, perhaps this is the most appropriate description. If it continues, I'm afraid not only your magic power, but also your sanity will be lost." Snape knew, how could there be such a good thing in the world that split the soul, Enjoying eternal life without paying any price... Splitting the soul is equivalent to splitting the mind, Voldemort will go crazy sooner or later.

"You won't let me down, Severus." Voldemort's voice was soft, but Snape felt colder than ever. The biting chill that climbed up his spine made Snape's scalp tingle.

"You know, the potion masters who were by my side before had already gone to see Merlin earlier."

Snape looked at Voldemort calmly, his black pupils were like the mouth of a well.Hearing such a blatant threat from Voldemort, he didn't panic in the slightest, and even Voldemort couldn't help but be surprised by it.

Time passed silently, Snape spoke, his cold voice echoed in the empty hall, slow and gorgeous.

"Lord, how can those wastes be compared to me."

Just one sentence was enough to answer all of Voldemort's questions.The arrogance belonging to the Prince family and the self-conceit belonging to Snape were all vividly expressed in this sentence.

There was a smile in Voldemort's eyes, good!This kid is really funny...

"Then let me see what you're capable of." Voldemort made a decision, a decision that he regretted every time he thought about it.

"Stay with me and I'll give you everything you want."

Hearing this, Snape solemnly bent over and knelt on the ground again, pressing his right hand on his chest.

"Thank you Lord for trusting and appreciating me." The boy's voice was deep and slightly green, which made Voldemort very comfortable. Unlike Snape's slightly awkward appearance, his voice was as melodious as a cello.

"You can tell me what you want." Voldemort always felt that what the child wanted was not that simple.

Snape was silent for a long time, so long that Voldemort almost thought he would not answer, when he heard the melodious voice speak.

"Lord is the strongest wizard in my mind. Before I met you, I was not so sure. But now, I can be sure that the only person that Severus Snape would willingly follow for his whole life is Lord. Therefore, I am only willing to wait for you I am not a Death Eater, I am your servant."

Maybe Snape has a temperament that makes people want to look at him differently, maybe Voldemort is too eager for the potion of immortality... Voldemort did not doubt the truth of this statement, in fact, he also had the same confidence in his own ability. Snape made Voldemort feel like a real snake, and only he could control this cold and arrogant snake.

"That's all you're asking for?" Voldemort chuckled, thinking that Snape wanted more of his identity, of being an heir to the Prince family.Money, power, fame... In the end, the child just asked to be his servant.

"Yes." Snape replied without hesitation, just to preserve the last piece of pure land in his soul, he didn't want to have that ugly mark on his body.He will use his own way to walk on this road between black and white.He doesn't want to, let alone be compared with those Death Eaters, this is his pride!

"If that's your only request." Voldemort finally answered.

"Then I promise. I hope you... can do it for yourself."