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

Snape was haunted by nightmares, he dreamed that the ghosts of the family of three came to him, dreamed that his hands were covered with black blood, no matter how much he washed it, he couldn't wash it off.Hollow black eyes snapped open, and Snape gasped, clutching the sheets beneath him.There was deep fatigue in his eyes, and he hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days.

"James, I killed..." Snape lay on the bed, thinking unconsciously.He knew that this news would be tightly sealed by Lucius, and no one would know what he had done.But just because no one knows, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.He killed, he really killed! Snape laughed at himself, and buried his face in his hands, didn't he already know that... How could he not kill someone when he was by Voldemort's side...

"James..." repeated, Snape didn't know why he said that name, he just knew it would make him feel at ease.

Since he couldn't sleep, Snape stopped pushing himself. He got up and picked up the potions book he brought from Potter's house, studying how to make better potions for Voldemort.At least, now he must be absolutely loyal and serve Voldemort without distraction.

Voldemort had another attack, a week earlier than last time, and he killed another potionist when he went mad, and now Voldemort's potionist has become the most dangerous profession in the eyes of all Death Eaters.

When Snape arrived with the Portkey, he saw the bluish-gray corpse on the ground next to him at first sight, and immediately frowned in disgust. Voldemort fell into madness, and Lucius cleaned up the mess, consuming the magic power in his body to maintain Voldemort's sanity.

"Let me do it." Snape walked over, put a medicine pack under Voldemort's breath for a while, and saw Voldemort close his eyes, fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

Lucius clutched his chest and gasped weakly, his face pale.Now that I think about it, I still feel a little scared, the Lord almost killed him just now! Is Lord crazy?

"Mr. Malfoy, for your safety, please stay away for a while." Snape checked Voldemort's situation for a while, and then said seriously.

Lucius didn't move when he heard that.

"I'd better watch here." Lucius said.

Snape's thoughts moved slightly, this Lucius was truly loyal, was he afraid that he would do something while Voldemort was unconscious!It seems that these people have no doubts about him on the surface, but they are always wary of him in their hearts. The Slytherin style, and Snape's own, never trusted others easily.

"Alright, sit down and rest for a while, your complexion looks very bad." Snape took out a piece of special dark chocolate from his bag.

"Helps restore strength, don't worry, it's not sweet." Snape gave the chocolate to Lucius.

Lucius had a smile on his face when he heard that, people in Slytherin seemed to have a natural distaste for sweets, and Severus was quite careful.

"Mr. Malfoy." When Snape inspected Voldemort's body, he found the potion left in him.

"Did the Lord take a potion made by someone other than me?" The answer was yes, as evidenced by the potion Snape found in the other person's body.

"You don't need to talk about the Lord's matter, you just need to do your part." Lucius said coldly, but seeing Snape's face was indifferent when he heard the words, those dark eyes looked at him with deep meaning. , the deep pressure from the child seemed natural, full of a sense of coercion, and inexplicably made Lucius a little shaken, and then added a sentence.

"It's BorgPrince's potion, the Lord just took it yesterday." It's impossible for the Lord to have only Snape as a potionist. Lucius knew the Lord's personality, and he would never put his treasure on one person.

"Please don't do this in the future. This time, not only the onset is earlier, but also the intensity has increased. It is probably because the two potions are mutually exclusive." Snape spoke calmly, without a trace of displeasure, just stating the facts.

"Where is the laboratory?" Snape asked directly, he now needed to prepare a potion to remove the excess medicinal properties from Voldemort's body.

"I'll take you there." Lucius said, ever since the Lord had this situation, he had built a magic space in the bedroom, which was specially used to concoct potions.

Snape had been busy until late at night, and just now he produced the finished product, which detoxified Voldemort's body from the medicine. Snape didn't know when Voldemort would wake up, so he had to wait by the side.In the middle of the night, I couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.

Snape was sitting on the ground, with his upper body lying on Voldemort's bedside, his black hair hanging down neatly, his pale face with dark circles that couldn't be covered under his eyes... When Voldemort woke up, this was what he saw. secondary picture.Make a fist to feel your physical condition, very refreshing and full of strength...

"Lord..." Snape didn't sleep soundly at first, but when he felt the movement of the person on the bed, he woke up immediately.After the initial bewilderment, Snape's eyes returned to their normal expression.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah." Voldemort nodded and closed his eyes again, but he unexpectedly gave Snape a Cruciatus Curse at the next moment.

This was the first time Snape had been cast with such a horrific spell, and he knew that Voldemort's favorite form of punishment was the Cruciatus Curse. Voldemort had an early attack this time, and suffered a lot. Obviously, someone had to pay for it, so he could only suffer without saying a word.The heart-piercing pain exploded in his body, and Snape fell to the ground and twitched, biting his lip tightly, and tasted blood in his mouth.

"What caused it?" Voldemort's voice was emotionless, and he didn't explain what he did just now. He never needed to explain anything to others, and he never liked to hear those fake concerns and excuses.

"Lord..." Snape stood up reluctantly, clenched his teeth and insisted, his voice not showing any weakness from the Cruciatus Curse.

"You shouldn't take potions made by different potions at the same time." As soon as the words were finished, another Cruciatus Curse hit him, Snape fell down again and brought down the stool beside him, and there was a heavy and piercing sound.The spell was stronger this time, and Snape almost thought he was going to die of pain...

Waiting for the spell to pass, Snape didn't flinch from it, he stood up again and continued talking.

"Lord, every potionist has a different style. BorgPrince doesn't know what ingredients are used in the potion I made for you, and likewise, I don't know what ingredients he used, so it's impossible to avoid drug interactions." Shock, you are taking the potions of both of us at the same time, you are destroying your own body again, I..." Before Snape finished speaking, he felt the scene in front of him blur, and Voldemort stood in front of him, very close Closer, it took Snape's breath away.

"You're quite courageous." Voldemort stretched out his hand, playfully wiping the blood from the corner of Snape's lips.Not only is he courageous, but he also has a stubborn temper. He would rather die of pain than make a sound. Interesting...

"Lord, you don't have to believe me, but you really can't take medicine like this again." Snape's clear black eyes bravely looked straight at Voldemort.He knew how eager Voldemort was to get back to normal, so he kept taking various medicines, but it was too much. Potions were not candy, and they couldn't be eaten casually.

"You want me to just take your potion?" Voldemort's tone was flat, and Snape could only feel the warm breath on his face, making his heart hang in his throat.

"No matter whose potion it is, you must take the potion from the same potionist. This is for the sake of your body, and it doesn't have to be me."

"If you say that, you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

Naturally, Snape knew that human life was not worth much more than Chinese cabbage in Voldemort's eyes, so he was not afraid.

"I'm afraid, but I still want to say it, because the facts will not be changed by fear." If this continues, no matter how capable he is, he will not be able to turn things around. If Voldemort went completely insane, he would not be alone in his misfortune. If such a powerful wizard went insane, the entire wizarding world would be doomed!

Voldemort stared at Snape for a moment.Then, as if nothing happened just now, she turned her back and walked to the French window. Snape escaped, wishing he could collapse on the ground immediately.Having endured the Cruciatus Curse twice, his whole body hurts like it was pulled out of a frying pan.But he can't fall, at least not yet...

"Then what if I only take the potion you made." Voldemort said suddenly.

Snape made up his mind when he heard that.

"Lord, take the common medicine every day, and you can control the number of seizures to once a month. Drink the special medicine when you have a seizure, you can immediately stabilize the magic power and restore your sanity within 10 minutes." Snape paused, in fact, he is now Potions are being developed that could radically improve the situation.If successful, daily use may even prevent seizures altogether.Let's wait for his research to be successful before telling Voldemort...

Voldemort thought for a long time before Snape heard the answer that was as ethereal as a vision.

"Then let's do this first..."