dark night

A nod is consent.

Pulling his trembling hands into his sleeves, Snape walked slowly towards Lucius who was panting, "Say, what's going on?" His voice was indescribably cold, originally because of his age And the slightly immature face at this time only left endless majesty.

"The Lord has gone to Germany today," the words caused a stir, and everyone thought of the savior of Germany.

"Go on." Unlike the reactions of the people around him, Snape suddenly calmed down.

Lucius seemed to have infected Snape's calmness a lot, and his speech became even.

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Voldemort got up early this morning, and after quietly leaving a kiss on Snape's face, he apparated to Germany with the Death Eaters who had already been waiting at the door.

Kaiser Raj's christening is also being held at Raj Manor in Germany.

Just as the ceremony was about to begin, the steward led a few dusty people in black cloaks into the hall.

All eyes were on the person who came.

The man took off his cloak calmly, revealing a charming face and pair of eyes. . . . . .Red eyes.

All of a sudden, everyone knew who this person was, the Dark Lord of the British wizarding world, who was said to be defeated by Caesar Raj who was about to be baptized—voldemort lord!

The Patriarch of the Raj family deserved to be weather-beaten. He was taken aback for a moment, and he stood in front of the infant Caesar Raj, who was being held in Mrs. Raj's arms, and saluted gracefully: "Dear Voldemort Sir, welcome to the christening of the child."

Voldemort nodded, without saying a word, he led his subordinates to the first row of the hall.

Trembling, the baptism ceremony began.

The person who was about to become the godfather of Kaiser Raj was Saga Austin, the head of the German Ministry of Magic. Voldemort glanced at Austin with special meaning, and Austin also glanced at Voldemort indiscriminately.

When a series of procedures were completed and the host was about to announce "the success of the ceremony", Voldemort spoke.

"Can you wait a moment, Mr. Austin." Saga Austin was taken aback, looked at Patriarch Raj, and nodded, "You can, Mr. Voldemort."

Voldemort stood up, walked into Caesar Raj who was lying in the tub, observed carefully, and after a while, he said, "Well, it's ugly."

Everyone was sweating. . . . . .

Just when everyone, including the Raj and his wife, relaxed a little, a green light suddenly flashed from Voldemort's hand, and quickly shot at Caesar Raj.

"Ah!" Mrs. Raj exclaimed, and together with Patriarch Raj rushed towards Voldemort, but it was still a step too late, the green light had already shot onto Little Caesar.

"My little Caesar!" Mrs. Raj suddenly collapsed on the ground.

There was only a muffled hum, and then the voices of several people: "Lord!"

Those who couldn't bear to close their eyes opened their eyes to see Caesar Raj lying soundly asleep in the tub, and Voldemort lying on the ground.

Voldemort took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness and suddenly cast an "Avada Kedavra" on Caesar Raj, who had no power to resist. Unexpectedly, the magic that had already succeeded was about to touch Caesar Raj When he bounced back, even though Voldemort's magic power was strong, he couldn't resist the double-bouncing Killing Curse he had cast.

Severe pain came, and Voldemort felt the rapid loss of vitality and magic power. He looked up at Caesar Raj who still didn't know what happened in the wooden basin, and looked at the people around him who were terrified and happy, and exhausted all his strength. Shouted: "11 years later, I will come back!" Then he closed his eyes unwillingly and fell to the ground.

Patriarch Raj saw Voldemort, who seemed to be lifeless on the ground, with a ferocious expression on his face. He handed Mrs. Raj in his arms to the butler, walked cautiously a few steps away from Voldemort, and slowly stretched out his wand.

"Master Raj," his wand froze, forgetting that Voldemort had brought a few Death Eaters with him.

"Sir, can you take your Voldemort and leave? You are not welcome here!" Taking back his wand, Patriarch Raj's expression turned pale.

"Of course," the leader of the Death Eaters glanced at those who could hardly hold back their cheers, and said slowly but firmly, "How can my Lord be defeated so easily, waiting to accept the wrath of my Lord 11 years later Bar!"

After speaking, he respectfully picked up Voldemort who was on the ground, and left Raj Manor with a group of Death Eaters.

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After listening to Lucius' narration, the entire hall was silent.

Snape took a few long, deep breaths, and said, "Lucius, summon all Death Eaters to Malfoy Manor in my name, and those who disobeyed the order," Snape's voice was ice-like, "kill No pardon!"

"Yes, Your Highness." Lucius bowed respectfully, turned and left.

"Mrs. Potter, I'm sorry. I'm afraid I have to leave earlier." Snape said apologetically to Mrs. Potter beside Lucius after he left.

Mrs. Potter also basically recovered her composure at this time: "Of course, Severus, we will also go to Malfoy Manor at night."

He took a deep look at Mrs. Potter, and said with a little gratitude, "Thank you." Then he disapparated and returned to his home on Sarakin Road.

Back in the bedroom, Snape seemed to lose all his strength and fell limp to the ground.

"Ah!" He raised his head and shouted, as if he wanted to vent all the sadness in his heart.

After shouting, he curled up his legs like a helpless child, lowered his head, water droplets fell drop by drop, forming two puddles on the floor, "voldy! My voldy!"

A sigh sounded from beside him, and then a person surrounded him from behind.

"My stupid little Sev!"

If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!

[HP] The latest chapter of Dark Night

Snape's head, which was buried under his knees, jumped up and fell into the ocean of love in the eyes of those who came.

"Voldy!" Snape looked at the person holding him in surprise.Then tears fell down uncontrollably.

Seeing Snape's pear blossoms with rain, Voldemort was so distressed, he bent his head, and kissed the teardrops hanging on Snape's face little by little, putting a blush on that pale little face.

"I'm sorry, my little Sev, I made you worry." Voldemort deeply regretted how he was fascinated by ghosts at that time, and even Sev kept his "death" a secret in order to make his "death" more real.

Snape was taken aback, if he still didn't understand what Voldemort did, he would be the only fool in the world.Thinking of the fear and embarrassment I had just now, I couldn't help feeling angry.

Pushing Voldemort away abruptly, stood up, gracefully arranged the clothes that had been ravaged by him when he was sad, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, aren't you dead? Why are you back?" Then he didn't look back. He got into the potion room, his long black hair drawing a graceful arc in the air.

Voldemort who was pushed away subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to grab Snape, but he only felt the smoothness of Snape's hair. He looked at his empty hand with a wry smile, and Voldemort leaned on the bed. This time, Sev I'm afraid I'm really angry!

Snape pushed Voldemort away and got into the potion room, closed the door with a slam, leaned against the door, and kept giggling: "Voldy is fine, great, he's fine!"

She smirked for a while, and then suddenly became fierce: "Damn it! You actually scare me like this! Voldy, I won't let you go so easily!"

In this way, the person outside was annoyed, and the people inside were laughing and angry at one time, and spent a day that was later called "the beginning of chaos in the British wizarding world".

That night,

Snape, who had been in the potions room for a day, opened the door, and the first thing he saw was the big blinking eyes of the little girl Nagini, which were full of small circles.

The second thing he saw was Voldemort with a charming smile on his face, and the little tail that seemed to be shaking behind him.

"Sev! I was wrong!"

Ignoring Voldemort's flattering expression that didn't suit him, Snape gently patted Nagini's small (?) head, "Nagini, good boy, I'm going to cook for you now, ah!"

Then he walked sideways around Voldemort and went to the kitchen.

"Sev, I've already made dinner!" A voice of dog legs.

"Then I'll go to the meeting." I was happy in my heart, but my face was still expressionless.

"Sev, I'm done with the meeting." Congratulations.

"Then I'll go to bed." The villain in his heart was rolling, and the frost was thickening on his face.

"Sev!" Snape was hugged tightly from behind by Voldemort. "Sev, I was wrong."

"Hmph, I'm wrong, why do I need Austrian?" The cold tone couldn't hold back.

Voldemort spent 20 years studying Snape, how could he not know that little Sif has softened.Hurry up to please.

"Sev, today's dinner is my kiss