HP's Wretched

Another year of Halloween, since the savior came to Hogwarts to go to school, this year's Halloween has not stopped, something must happen, it's like being cursed.This year is a good thing, this terrible matter has not had time to find the teachers and students of Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic took the lead in arranging a major event today - the confirmation of the three brave men.

Most of the students from the four colleges sitting at the dining table were poking their heads. They looked at the extremely luxurious but empty table at the front of the hall with great curiosity. They knew without the teacher announcing that the Goblet of Fire was about to be placed. table.

After all, all the teachers on the teacher's table are experienced people. Except for a small number of professors who occasionally glance down absent-mindedly, the rest of the professors eat their meals calmly, especially Flotte, who is full of attention. On a plate of steak.She has eaten a lot these past few days, and she doesn't know whether it's because her magic power is recovering, or because she's busy with that matter, anyway, the usual situation of losing her appetite after just one bite never happened to Flotte again.

Snape, who was sitting next to Flott, was chatting with Karkaroff at this moment, and Karkaroff would never see Snape's impatience and endurance, so he just Gu Zi said his own words, finding a sense of existence for his own anxiety.

"Today's steak is a little too raw." Karkaroff seemed a little out of words, "I'm not used to it."

Snape cut the steak indifferently, he didn't even want to return a friendly smirk now: "You can ask the elf to serve one."

As soon as Snape finished speaking, the sound of putting down the knife and fork caught his attention.

He slightly turned his head to look at Flotte who was wiping his mouth next to him. The empty plate covered with blood showed that Flotte, who always eats like cat food, just finished eating a whole piece of steak.

Flott obviously sensed Snape's probing gaze, and the movements of her hands paused slightly, but only for a moment, and then she returned to nature.Looking back, she pretended to be stupid and said, "What?"

"You don't want to add another diet pill every month, do you?" Snape said coldly, but he didn't look at Flott, but stared at the blood on the plate.Indeed, today's steak was a bit raw, and according to what he knew over the years, Flotte hated eating undercooked steak the most.

Hearing that the other party was mocking this point, Flotte couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, put the napkin in her hand back on the table naturally, and then replied: "I think I can save one dose of appetizers every month."

Snape just gave Flott a sneer back and didn't say anything else.In fact, he has noticed Flott's recent abnormal behavior, such as seeing the head and tail every day, and the fatigue every time we meet, including the diet of the past few days, Snape can find clues. place of doubt.

He thought about asking her, what she did in France during the summer vacation, what she was busy with recently, and why she ate the medium-rare steak that she usually didn't want to move.But every time he wanted to speak, there was always a kind of hesitation that made him unable to ask.Yes, the feeling started the night Peter ran away.

Snape wasn't sure why this feeling of hesitation was due, maybe part of it was his doubts about himself, why he always asked such insignificant questions, even if he cared about him as a friend, he shouldn't have such The urge to get to the bottom of it, but he just has this inexplicable urge, he should shut himself up and restrain this urge...

Besides, so what if he asked, Snape didn't think that Flott would tell him the reason frankly, maybe he would make up some nonsense to perfuse him, and even made up a sentence that made sense.Snape sometimes wished that Flott was a ignorant student, and then he would force her to tell the truth with his usual vitriol and the threat of deducting points, but in fact, the troublemaker had already treated him well. All the sarcasm and threats are used as the flavoring agent of life, and they go in one ear and out the other.So instead of asking, he might as well look with his own eyes.

The slightly irritable mood on Snape's side was all applied to the steak on the plate. The quick and neat cutting technique and the frozen gloom on his face could be regarded as completely blocking Karkaroff's hesitant to speak. Mouth.

Fortunately, the critical moment of announcing the top three saved Karkaroff's weak nerves.

All traces of the dinner party were erased by the elf's magic, and the rest was the constant excitement and curiosity of the students.All the teachers in the classroom stopped their conversation just now, and focused all their attention on the gradually reddening flame of the Goblet of Fire.

Everything went so smoothly that even Flotte forgot that today was that cursed holiday—Halloween.However, after the three brave men were all in place, the flame mutated again, thoroughly notifying everyone that Halloween was the day when Merlin would make trouble for Hogwarts.

Dumbledore, standing next to the Goblet of Fire, also noticed that the flames of the Goblet of Fire turned red for the fourth time.His surprise was completely written in his eyes, he raised his hand hesitantly, and caught the piece of paper that was swinging in the air a few times with the wind.

In a moment of silence, he uttered a name: "Harry Potter!"

……

"Cockroach candy."

In the evening, after reporting the password, Flotte approached the principal's office.She stared at Dumbledore who was standing by the meditation pool as if staring at something, and said softly, "Principal, you have worked really hard today. You just finished a meeting with the deans and called me over again."

Dumbledore sensed someone coming in very early on. He waved his wand, and a stool was placed in front of Flott, and he said in a tired voice, "Please sit down."

After both of them were seated, Flotte continued to ask: "Let me ask one more question, how will the Goblet of Fire be resolved in the end?"

"No." Dumbledore replied cleanly.

Hearing this answer, Flotte frowned slightly: "Is it just a plan?"

Dumbledore nodded, answering Flott's question.

Use Harry as bait?Flotte felt a little uncomfortable, but just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, she also realized that the culprit is now in the dark, so dealing with it is indeed the best way to lure him out, but that child... is still the overall situation important.After thinking about it clearly, Flote could only give up and shut her mouth.

Dumbledore was very satisfied that Flott didn't ask too much, and he continued to talk about himself: "How is the matter going?"

This is definitely the first time for Flott to see Dumbledore so restless, but she also understands, because she and Dumbledore have the same premonition that such an incident can happen, and the story behind it is absolutely different from the Dark Lord It doesn't matter, I'm afraid that what they are afraid of is about to happen.

"Don't worry, the fat I've hung for 13 years won't run away. Soon, Fudge's contract should come out." Flotte forced her body to relax and lean back on the chair.

Dumbledore might be a little too tired today, and he was rarely serious. He crossed his fingers on the table and said, "Fudge is here to draw up a contract?"

"This old man has been nurtured by the Ministry of Magic for so many years, so he is no easier to deal with than Lucius." Besides, it is precisely because Lucius has her tricks that Flotte completely gave up on the dangerous work on Malfoy's line, "Fudge There should be something in my hands that is not good for me, so in order to relax his vigilance, I simply let him draw up a contract, and even gave up the benefits, he is six and I am four."

"Let's benefit? Your approach really surprised me." Dumbledore made a strange expression.

Flotte replied: "The purpose of my transaction with you is not to make money, otherwise I would not have done this loss-making business in the first place."

"Don't worry, the Phoenix Society will assist you with money."

"Forget it soon." Flotte directly refused, "You and I both know that a war is really going on, and the little money in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​so precious. Besides, if you dare to eat the money I gave up, I will find a way sooner or later Let him spit it out, you can rest assured."

"It's indeed a terrifying thing for Slater Lincoln to make a profit." Dumbledore joked.

Flotte also smiled back, and said, "A Gryffindor who is willing to use his brains is the most terrifying thing in the world. You are the best example."

"I'll just take it as a compliment from you."

"That's a compliment in itself," Flotte said.

Dumbledore chuckled and said, "Then this compliment is really awkward. Anyway, no matter what, if you need anything, I will do my best to help you."

Flott was waiting for Dumbledore's words: "I really need help with something, I need you to send someone."

Dumbledore tilted his head slightly, waiting for Flott's explanation.

"You also know that this method takes advantage of the loopholes in British and French transport laws and Muggle laws, and Fudge is now considered an old fox. He will definitely check the destination warehouse, and if he keeps the goods there, he will deliver the goods to you Phoenix Obviously that's unlikely."

"so……"

Flott breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "So I registered a fake pharmaceutical company in the Muggle land, which is actually an abandoned factory in the suburbs, and I found someone to renovate it with magic, so I need someone to call me. a cover."

Thank you for the economic order of Muggle society. Individuals can register a company casually, and the abandoned factory is simply a gift from Merlin in Flott's eyes.

"You want Kingsley to help you?"

Flott nodded and agreed: "He is from the Ministry of Magic, and he understands the personnel structure within the Ministry of Magic and their methods of doing things better. Besides, he is good at communicating with Muggles, so he should have a good understanding of the sales model among Muggles. Moreover, I provided medical support to the Order of the Phoenix more than ten years ago, even if he handed over to me in St. Call Lupine over here, I can rest assured that he will do things properly."

Seeing Flotte's opinions and ideas without hesitation, Dumbledore couldn't help sighing, "You've thought everything through."

"Slytherin doesn't do things unprepared. Besides, I cooperate with you and I can only do it with sufficient preparation." Flott said confidently, "I still have to thank you for your help. Without your Guidance, my mana recovery will not be so smooth."

"Although it's effective, don't worry about it. After all, it's not so easy to purify the body in reverse." Dumbledore said lightly. Indeed, he knew very well that Flotte was using the black magic circle to purify and recover. Dumbledore not only did not stop her, but also helped Flott to design a magic circle, and gave her a leave in advance. As for why he compromised this method, the reason is very simple. He really needs Flott to provide help, because if Voldemort really came back and went to war with the Order of the Phoenix, many recovery medicines may not be available even if they are worth a thousand dollars, not to mention that the British potion company has been monopolized by Malfoy. If there are not enough medicines Storage, when the deadlock is sooner or later.So as long as he didn't hurt anyone or any student, he was still willing to help Flotte, also to win her over.

Dumbledore suddenly remembered something else: "Severus doesn't know what you're doing."

Flotte hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, "With your personality, normally speaking, you would like to let Severus help me with this matter, and want him to come and see me, after all, your trust in him is It's far bigger than me. As for this time, since you didn't arrange it this way, I guess you didn't ask him to know."

"Your analysis is right. You know exactly what he will face in the future, so the less you know about this kind of thing, it will be good for you, me, and especially him." Dumbledore said.

Yes, Flott is very clear that they have been making sufficient preparations for the return of the Dark Lord over the past ten years. Snape did it to fulfill his promise to Dumbledore, and even more so for reward and atonement, while Flott Lotter was for Snape.

She knew very well what the return of the Dark Lord meant to Snape. He would stand on the edge of a knife and walk between the two sides. If he was negligent, he would die without a burial.It is precisely because she knows that she desperately wants to restore her mana and help the Order of the Phoenix to pave the way here. She cannot Lash Snape's hind legs, let alone make all of Snape's efforts in vain waste.This was her promise to Snape, but it wasn't just because of that promise by now.

In fact, why did Flotte never want Snape to give up this dangerous job, but how could the stubborn temper of the dead bat give up?

"Actually, you are wrong about one thing. I don't distrust you." Dumbledore interrupted Flott's thinking, "Otherwise, I wouldn't ask you for this matter."

"You don't need to have any trust in me." Flotte said lightly with blank eyes, but her tone was very sure, "You just need to trust Severus completely, because it is impossible for me to betray him Yes, this is my agreement with him. As for supplies during the war, you don't need to ask me, I will help you, after all, Severus has always been loyal to your side."

Dumbledore's expression softened a lot, and he suddenly asked, "Have you thought about joining the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Never had this plan." Flotte said without hesitation, "Maybe this sounds a bit harsh to you, but I still have to say, if it weren't for Severus, I would definitely not have any expectations for this war , and even have an anti-social mentality, it’s better to make the water more muddy, you probably don’t want to have such a member of the Order of the Phoenix who ruins the three views.”

Dumbledore said with a smile: "You think of yourself too darkly, in fact, everyone has a bright side. I thought you would be willing to unite with Severus."

"What light and darkness, I'm just doing what I think is right. In fact, for Severus, a potential double agent, not joining either side is the best united front with him."

"You're surprisingly loyal to him," Dumbledore said sharply.

Flotte was a little powerless to refute what she said, but she still didn't want to reveal too much, and replied under the guise: "Just treat me as loyal to my promise."

"When are you going to tell Severus that your mana is being restored?"

"At a good time." Flotte said perfunctorily. In fact, she hadn't thought about how to confess to Snape until now. She recovered in such a dangerous way.

Dumbledore heard the answer of whether he said it or not, and persuaded him: "The sooner the better, otherwise it will definitely not be a good time for him to find out by himself. Why don't you tell him now."

Now?Today is Halloween... Needless to say, Flote knows where that person is now...

……

When Flotte stood in front of the central square of Godric's Canyon, she could see the man in black standing straighter than the statue in front of him against the faint street lights.Flott thought that Snape should at least stand in front of the tombstone, instead of standing at the statue like this and watching from a distance.

"Don't tell me that you have never walked to the tombstone for so many years..."

The author has something to say:

There are two most terrifying things in the world: one is Gryffindor willing to use his brain, and the other is Slater Lincoln giving money.

I don't want to write Flotilla too sacred, such as joining the Order of the Phoenix and so on. She has her own purpose in doing these things, part of which is for the promise to Snape, and the other part may be for Snape Pu this person.