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Originally, he only wanted to inform the British wizarding world of the news of Voldmort's marriage through the Daily Prophet, but after the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet got the explosive news, he petrified in his office for a few seconds, and then He immediately ignored Abraxas's polite noble words and insisted on being able to interview Voldmort for a special report.

Because he had stayed in the Muggle world for so long, when he was working in Little Severus, Viddy just sat quietly, listening to the news on the radio, advertisements and other intensive information bombardment, so he also understood The importance and value of the media, the current Voldmort has already arranged for people to firmly hold several newspapers in the magic world in his own hands.The editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet is also a member of the Death Eaters. Of course, his reasons are very legitimate and sufficient.As the UK's Minister of Magic, his marriage cannot be satisfied with a simple sentence to the public.In fact, the editor-in-chief was very afraid that if he really put such a fluffy sentence "Minister of Magic, Lord Voldemort, entered into a marriage relationship with someone yesterday" in the daily newspaper, the next moment, his office would be completely flooded by crazy shouting letters , I am also afraid that when the time comes, no matter whether it is the nobles or other people, they will not let him go easily.

Of course, the editor's insistence actually coincided with Abraxas' thoughts. For him, the marriage of his good friend and boss Voldmort was so simple that he felt that it was too embarrassing for a nobleman. However, if there are gorgeous descriptions and sensational stories that move people to tears in the newspaper, it can make him feel better.

Therefore, at the insistence of the Daily Prophet, with the help of Abraxas and Rossini. Voldmort finally agreed to an interview at the Minister for Magic's office the day before he left England.

In the low-key and luxurious office, Voldmort ignored Severus' strong objection, hugged the thin man on his lap, and gently stroked the young man's back.His unusual anxiety over the past few days, his abnormal restlessness, even Severus was very worried.In fact, the reason is very simple. Originally, every time after possessing a young man, he would always make the young man fall into a coma, and then use the soul-returning stone and his own magic power to repair the young man's body. However, during this time, for some reason, he was able to enter the The magic power in Severus' body was getting less and less, these few days, even a little bit of magic power could not be absorbed by Severus' thin body.And the power of the soul-returning stone alone, the power pulled back from the lifeless world of the undead without other vitality to compensate, will only make the appearance of the youth look like a ruthless wind, like unintentional rain, which will not stay for anyone.

Before the appointed time with the reporter arrived, Severus finally broke free from Voldmort's restraint and sat beside him.

When the tall young reporter walked into the office, Severus suddenly felt familiar.The reporter bowed deeply with great respect, and introduced himself with uncontrollable excitement, "Hello, Lord Voldmort and Mrs. Voldmort, I am Vimelen Daw. I am a reporter from the Daily Prophet. I can do an interview today." It is the greatest honor in my life." Hearing Vermeulen's self-introduction, Severus felt the corners of his mouth twitching.

Seeing Voldmort holding his new wife's hand tenderly with all his heart, Vimulen's news tentacles trembled with excitement, but, unfortunately, Mrs. Voldmort was dressed tightly all over her body, in dark green and dark-striped magic robes, The big dark green cloak concealed even his appearance under the wide hood.All that Vermeuren could see was the thin, pale and bloodless hand held tightly by Voldmort, which was made even thinner and pale by the color of the robe, and the slender figure hidden under the luxurious robe.Vermulen couldn't help guessing her age. Overall, she should be very young, not even an adult.

"Lord, when did you and your wife meet? Can you tell the readers the story of your acquaintance?" Vimulen professionally opened a large note on his lap, and the white magic quill happily jumped in the light. on yellow parchment.

"Mr. Tao." Voldmort didn't answer the question, but raised his eyebrows impatiently.

"Yes, Lord." Facing the idol he fanatically worshiped in his heart, Vimulen was also very cautious.

"I don't want my partner to be exposed in public, and I also don't want to tell others what happened between us." Voldmort smiled gently but his tone was full of threats.

"However, Lord, your marriage is a major event in the British magical world. We hope to have as detailed a report as possible. At the same time, if possible, we also hope to know the identity of your wife." Despite boundless awe, despite the extreme Worshiping Lord Voldmort in front of him, Vemulen still boldly made his request.

"Mr. Daoer, don't you understand what I mean?" Voldmort narrowed his eyes, yes, he was venting his anger, and when he saw Vermeulen Daoer, he couldn't help thinking of the time when he was lying on the hospital bed with his broken arms Weak children on the road.Even if it was Vermeulen who discovered Severus' sound-reserving crystal, even if it was because of the connection between Vermeuren and Lucius that Dumbledore's behavior was fully exposed in the newspapers.However, the selfish, domineering and narrow-minded Voldmort still couldn't forgive him for causing a series of irreparable harms because someone used the name of Daoer falsely.

"Viddie..." Although he kept his head down, Severus was a little bit at a loss and flustered when he saw the little fat man, but gradually, he calmed down and found Voldmort's abnormal emotion Fluctuations, he could only remind this person who was obviously emotionally unstable in the past two days in a low voice.

As Severus's soft voice entered his ears, and then the slight coolness penetrated into his heart along his body, Voldmort's anger miraculously disappeared slowly.

Although he couldn't hear what was being said, Vermeuren still heard Severus' voice, and he was startled. This voice, faintly like the sunlight outside the window, made people feel comfortable.However, this voice is definitely not a girl's voice, and Vermeulen actually felt a strange sense of familiarity in the winding sound, although he can be sure that he has never heard such a soft voice before. The sound of smoke.

"Well, to put it simply, my partner and I met a long time ago. Then for some reason, I left him, he left me, and finally I found him and now." Voldmort smiled smugly "And now, he's married to me."

"Mr. Daoer, I don't want to talk about the process, and it's not convenient for me to reveal the identity of my partner." Voldmort picked up the juice on the table and handed it to Severus.

"I, I have a presumptuous request. I don't know if I can know what your partner looks like." For some reason, that thin figure and that clear voice made Vimulen suddenly very impulsively want to know what this person looks like.

"No." Voldmort's tone was tough.

"Lord, I know this request is very rude, but, or, can you let me have a few words with your partner so that I can better organize the material." Knowing that his request was very rude, he completely saw Voldmort However, Vermulen really wanted to have a few words with this young man in front of him.

"No." Voldmort began to frown.

"You ask." Severus pressed Voldmort's hand, and said lightly.Vimeuren Daoer, seeing this tall young man who had already lost his baby fat, Severus suddenly felt that even though he had suffered incomparable injuries at Hogwarts, but, maybe, he had also There were lollipop-like sweet and astringent little bites to grab, not many but good times.

It's like seeing the lonely lit fireflies little by little in the middle of the night, like seeing someone leaning against a tree, pear blossoms blowing all over the ground.Vermeuren was stunned in this quiet voice with traces of youth, like a stream in a lonely forest, in a trance, always feeling that he should know the person in front of him.

"Excuse me, what do you want to ask?" After waiting for a while, Severus wanted to laugh when he saw Vermeulen suddenly start to daze in an inappropriate situation like he did in school.

"Ah, um, may I ask where you met Lord, and, I don't think your accent looks like a British one, right?" Although he was in a daze, Vermeuren quickly asked his question.

"Actually, Mr. Daoer, it doesn't matter where I met, and it doesn't matter where I am from. For the British wizarding world, all they need to know is that Voldmort is married. Let them imagine what the story is. Isn't it better?"

"Besides, I think Mr. Dao'er's description will be very objective and give people room for imagination." Seeing Vermeulen like this, Severus suddenly wanted to deliberately embarrass him.

It is obvious that he can refute, but in fact there are countless reasons to overthrow the words of the person in front of him. However, Vimulen suddenly seemed unwilling to go against his will, and he said impulsively, "Can you show me who you are? ?Do I know you?"

Severus slowly took off his hood, looked at Vermeulen, smiled and said, "Do you know me?"

In front of him was a boy who was about 17 years old, with black hair and black eyes, a pointed chin, pale and thin, with sparse eyebrows and eyes, and his whole person looked translucent and thin.Intellectually speaking, Vermulen had never seen this young man before, but a strange feeling told him that he knew this person a long time ago. Seeing this young man, Vimulen suddenly felt relieved , Worried, uneasy, very weird and tangled emotions arise.

"Mr. Daoer, I don't think you know me, do you?" Severus smiled, of course he knew how different he was from back then, and he also knew that these friends in England in the past could no longer recognize me come out with him.Although a little sour and a little sad, it has finally passed, whether it is the gloomy past or the joyful past, it is completely past.It was as if he was standing in front of Vermeuren now, and this little fat man who used to secretly stuff bread into himself and always failed to write his papers would no longer connect him with the former Severus.

There shouldn't be such a young man in his memory, no matter how much he searched the past, he couldn't find anything related to the young man in front of him.The wide robe on the young man made him look even more thin. Suddenly, this young man overlapped with the image of the child sitting lazily under a tree in a certain photo in his memory. Yes, although the appearance is different, this young man gave him I feel like the faint child in that photo.

"West..." When he just blurted out the first letter, Vermulen still came to his senses. Severus should be 25 or 17 years old. How could he be the [-]-year-old young and sick boy in front of him?However, that unknown feeling made him feel that the person in front of him should be Severus Snape who those Hufflepuffs had been waiting to come back.

At this time, Voldmort domineeringly pulled Severus into his arms, and put the hood on him viciously.Then he said without looking at Vermeuren, "Mr. Daoer, I think this is the end of today's interview. My partner has not been in good health, and I don't want him to be too tired."

Although he was full of doubts and wanted to rush forward to ask if the boy was Severus Snape, when he saw Voldmort's obviously displeased expression, Vimeuren still obediently left. Of course, would he be obedient? Not bothering Severus, that's another question.

Seeing Vermeulen walk out the door, Voldmort pulled down Severus' big hood, "Severus, why did you show your face in front of him? Haven't you always been reluctant to have any contact with them?"

"Vidi, when I saw him, I suddenly felt that the previous things have really passed. I don't want to see them again. In fact, I can't let go. Now, it's all over." Sif Les looked at his pale hands with distinct veins, and replied very calmly.

Seeing how Vermeulen had grown up, Severus finally realized that the scars from the past had healed, and he could stand calmly in front of this former friend who no longer recognized him.Finally, he could stand at the present time point without any waves and look at Hogwarts, which was not so clear in his memory more than ten years ago, and at the already blurred life in England like a pale watercolor painting.Yes, all the memories and all the past have passed.All Severus wanted to do now was to live every day of his future self.It's like the footprints left by walking on the beach. Sooner or later, they will be washed away by the sea water, and even if you look back, you can't find a trace of them.So why worry about something that will eventually disappear.