[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Snape left, and just as he was about to laugh at Jane, Voldemort signaled for him to leave.After Snape left, only Jane and Voldemort were left in the room.Jane didn't cry anymore, as if the tear that fell from the emotional excitement at that time was an illusion at all.She sat there with a sad and calm expression.

Voldemort knew that Jane had accepted the fact.Accepting the fact that Snape didn't love her, and also accepting the fact that Snape really killed Dumbledore for power.He finally undid the comfort spell on her body, then planted a cold kiss on her cheek and left.

Jane sat there like an unconscious log, day and night.In the end, she fell into a complete coma, and Narcissa, who came in to deliver food to her, found out and moved her to the bed.

She is sick.After receiving a double blow emotionally, Jane fell ill after all.

When she was in a coma, she felt that a lot of strange liquid was poured into her mouth, it was terrible to drink.She wanted to struggle, but the external force was too strong, she couldn't resist and could only be forced to drink those terrible liquids.

By the time she regained consciousness again, more than a week had passed.At this time, the summer vacation is already halfway through.

Malfoy Manor returned to calm again, because Voldemort and the Death Eaters went out again for unknown reasons.Although Jane was locked in the house and couldn't get any news, she could guess some from Narcissa's obviously relaxed expression when she brought her food.

Jane and Narcissa still haven't spoken a word, or it should be said that Jane has no intention of talking to anyone at all.Ever since she learned the truth that day, she felt extremely tired.It has only been a few short years since she came to the world, but she feels that she is more rugged and rough than the hundreds of years she has experienced in the heaven belt.She tasted the most painful taste in her life, which was her love for Snape; she also tasted the sweetest taste in her life, which still came from her love for Snape.That mean and cold man gave her the strongest flavor in her life, which cannot be erased from her life no matter what.Except, time.

Time is the cure for everything.

Maybe in the hundreds of years, time will wear away all the pain and sweetness that Snape brought to her.Perhaps after thousands of years, she would no longer remember the existence of Snape in her life.He will disappear from her life like dust, and she no longer expects him to go to heaven or hell with her.

She began to yearn to return to heaven, to return to the place where she felt peaceful and peaceful.But she has not been in the human world for 100 years, and she cannot leave here.

——If Voldemort can imprison her for 100 years like this, it is also a good choice.

Jane thought desperately.

At this time, the door was opened again.

After half a month, Voldemort stepped into the house for the third time.This time, like the first time, he came alone.

"It seems that the scenery outside the window is very yearning for you." Voldemort walked towards Jane's direction, "Every time I see you, you are sitting at the window."

Jane lowered her eyes slightly, and did not respond to Voldemort's words, but said coldly: "Is there something the Dark Lord is looking for?"

"Of course," Voldemort walked to the window, and he looked out in Jane's direction, and what he saw was the garden of Malfoy's house, with a few birds dancing on the books, "On this question, I think maybe only you can understand." Answer it for me."

Jane didn't gnaw, but made a look of listening attentively.

"I really want to know why I can't kill Potter? Although I don't want to admit it at all, I let him get away with it every time!" Voldemort spoke calmly, but he couldn't ignore the difference in his tone. "Every time, my wand can't take his life. Obviously, my strength is stronger than his! But this time, even Lucius' wand was broken. I think there must be me among them." Unknown secret."

"I'm sorry, dear Dark Lord, I don't know much about Harry, and I really can't give you any answers." Jane said coldly, "Dumbledore never told me about Harry. , I don’t think he would casually disclose these things to me. If you leave aside human factors, from the perspective of heaven and hell, perhaps this is the trajectory arranged by this world. It is destined that you will not be able to kill Harry. Even if I say that it will make you unhappy."

"No one has ever dared to speak to me like that," Voldemort whispered, but he showed no sign of anger. "I must kill Potter, with my own hands."

Jane didn't speak.

Voldemort turned around, didn't look out of the window again, his eyes fell on Jane, and he smiled viciously at random: "But I can let my servant kill Potter, my most loyal servant, Severus Snape. What do you think?"

Jane's hand on her lap clenched into a fist in an instant, her lips were tightly pressed, and she said nothing.

Voldemort seemed to be very happy with his own idea, and he said happily: "Although I have to kill Potter myself, but Severus killed Potter, and I killed Severus, it is actually the same." .Are you right, Jane."

For a moment, Jane's breathing froze.

Voldemort didn't seem to want Jane's answer, and he was ready to leave in a good mood.

But just as Voldemort opened the door and was about to step out of the house, she said softly, "Why don't you find the most powerful wand! If it's just a wand problem, it should be easy to solve." Jane took a deep breath With a breath, she restrained herself from shaking her whole body, and slowly let go of her hand, "It's unnecessary, losing a powerful assistant. Besides, he still has a role for you."

Voldemort stepped back, and he closed the door again, but he didn't come to Jane again, but stood by the door and asked her, "I believe you will give me some unusual little secrets about wands."

Jane said coldly: "The Tales of Beedle the Poet once mentioned the Deathly Hallows, and one of them is the Elder Wand. Why don't you look for traces of the Elder Wand? It was left by Satan in the world The footprint, though lacking a core, is far more powerful than all wands."

After getting the answer he wanted, Voldemort opened the door and said, "Thank you for your frankness. I hope that you will be able to see Potter die under the Elder Wand in a short time. And you who provided all the information , will be the sharers of the honor."

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