HP's Wretched

The atmosphere in the room froze all of a sudden, neither of them spoke, to be precise, neither of them knew what to continue talking, just like that, after a while, Flotte cleared her throat and tried hard to break the conversation. The frozen atmosphere: "Have you noticed that every time we disagree, we end up here."

"Yeah." Snape agreed softly.

"Then let's not talk about this, let's change the subject, I have something for you." After finishing speaking, Flotte walked to the study inside, and came out after a while, with an extra file bag in her hand , she approached Snape and handed over the file bag in her hand and said, "You know how to use this thing and when to use it, and I think you know it too."

Snape raised his eyes and glanced at Flott, then looked down at the file bag in his hand, and then smoothly opened it and took out the file: "This is... the Luster family's transportation line?"

Flote nodded and explained: "Yes, I have already signed the agreement on the right to use the legal transportation lines on the surface. As you know, the Luster family has always served the Dark Lord. I was forced to sign by Bella like last time, why not give you the right to use it in advance, and let you have more trump cards in your hand to guarantee the bottom line."

"For now..."

Flott didn't let Snape finish his refusal, and interrupted directly: "This is the present, and no one can be sure what will happen in the future. According to the current uncooperative attitude of the Ministry of Magic, I want to wipe out the Dark Lord in one fell swoop when he is weak." It's impossible. This war will have to start sooner or later. If I don't give it to you now, one day the Dark Lord will send someone to take it from me. I think it will be less polite this time. "

Of course Snape knew that Flott's words were reasonable, but the transportation line was also Flott's life-saving card...

"I'll take it first, but I won't hand it over unless I have to." Snape said, putting the document back into his file bag.

"Of course, when is the best time, you are definitely more aware of this than I am." In fact, Flott's plan is the same as Snape's, and she is not prepared to let Snape do it so quickly. To the Dark Lord, after all she had the last three shipments of potions left.

Snape put the documents into the stretch pocket of his robe, then looked up at Flott again and asked, "You said you were going to sell the shares in the Potions Industry, to whom are you going to sell them?"

"Of course I went to the Ministry of Magic to sell to someone from the Ministry of Magic."

...Ministry of Magic, Snape looked a little unhappy. He always hated not being able to guess what Flott was going to do: "Sell it to Fudge?"

"Yes." Flott replied casually, ignoring Snape's deteriorating expression, but walked towards the kitchen, "What do you drink? It's still the same?"

"Well, it's still the same."

But when Flotte brought the drink, Snape's right eyelid twitched.The corner of his mouth twitched and picked up the tea that was full of pink rose petals floating in it, and asked with extreme resistance: "What is this?"

"Rose tea." Flotte picked up the cup and took a sip.

"I know what it is, I'm asking why you're giving me this."

"There are no more coffee beans, only scented tea. If you don't like it, there is also jasmine tea. I'll change it for you?" Well, Flotte was lying, she just didn't want Snape to drink unhealthy strong coffee That's all.

Snape put the tea with floating petals back on the coffee table in extreme disgust, pursed his mouth and muttered dissatisfiedly:? "...Then you still ask me what I want to drink."

"I'm just being polite, but you're really not being polite." Flotte held back a smirk, and took another sip of tea while hiding her expression.

"..." Snape's eyes must have caught Flott's little expressions, and he couldn't stop muttering in his heart: The troublemaker has added another ability to irritate people.

"Anyway, I can soak it all the time. Can our picky potion master give me a face and take a sip."

Snape snorted coldly, glanced at the extremely girly rose tea on the table with disgust, and then deliberately ignored Flott's words, but returned to the topic: "Have you ever thought about, If you sell your equity, what will happen.”

Flott put the scented tea back on the table, then looked at Snape confidently and said, "I thought about it, but the advantages outweigh the disadvantages."

"The advantages outweigh the disadvantages? Your method of comparison is really touching, Flotte." Although Snape's expression was full of disdain, his tone of voice was a bit gritted, "You don't know, when we The reason behind the acquisition of the potion industry is that the Dark Lord also wanted to monopolize this industry, so that the Order of the Phoenix would have no supplements to use during the war. Now you sell the shares when he just returns, regardless of your own purpose What, he will also suspect that you are trying to disrupt the shares, hinder his monopoly, and delay the rise of his power. He will not let you go, not to mention...you are going to sell to Fudge! Let me think about it, what is it? Only a genius brain can make you do this kind of self-destructive thing, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, you can really do it."

"There's no need for him to doubt, and you don't need to guess. I'm here to tell you that I sold this share just to confuse the situation, reduce the strength of the Dark Lord, and let him have one less card when he pays his henchmen, delaying his rise. time." Flott chose to confess this matter to Snape without hesitation, "I know I shouldn't tell you, to leave such an impression in your mind, so that you won't be able to hold back against the Dark Lord. , but I think you need to know about this."

There was a sneer at the corner of Snape's mouth. He had to admit that the series of words Flott said just now were the most ridiculous words he had heard in recent years: "Need to know? Know what? Know that you can't wait You really want to grab the job of Potter's savior, Flott, do you think you are so great, sacrificed one person to benefit the entire wizarding world, I think Dumbledore's brainwashing for you is really successful."

Snape's words sounded somewhat harsh to Flott's ears. What does it mean to save the job of the world lord, what does it mean to save the magical world by one person, and what does it mean to be brainwashed!Even if she was brainwashed, her head, Flotte, was also washed by the dead bat in front of her!If it weren't for this dead bat's unrequited loyalty to the Order of the Phoenix, she, a master who wants to die but can't live, would like someone to live a worse life than her in the chaos of the world. The people who need to work here are smuggling drugs and disturbing the Dark Lord. Do you have real power in your hand?Wasn't it to increase the odds of the Order of the Phoenix so that the dead bat could... be able to take revenge?

In fact, up to now, Flott feels that Snape may not only want to avenge Lily, but also not only for atonement, maybe he has more or less approached the light.

Snape didn't know what was going on in Flott's mind at this moment.But seeing Flotte's aura that was originally angry and unwilling to speak up to refute gradually became weak, and even the sharp eyes began to become lax. Snape, who was still in anger, saw this change, and his heart went crazy. An inexplicable feeling of uneasiness arose, and he began to wonder if the accusation of sarcasm just now was too serious. After all... After all, it is his responsibility to drag Flo into this path, and he still does this... …

"Flott..." Snape called softly, and when Flott's eyes refocused and looked at him, he said again, "What I just said may be harsh, but I really don't want you to... "

"You didn't say anything wrong, I may indeed be brainwashed by someone." Flotte said, and Snape might not be able to guess the person she mentioned, "But if it is said that it is someone who has risen to save the world Height, you think too well of me, what I have done is nothing more than a change from a scumbag to a shit-stirring stick."

"These two words are not good words. You are the only one who likes to use these words to describe yourself." Snape said flatly.

Hearing what Snape said, Flotte also smiled softly: "You just said that you don't want to escape, and you won't run away. This is your mission and your persistence. Since it is your persistence, then Aren't I supporting your decision by doing this? To delay the rise of the Dark Lord and give Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix a chance to buffer, isn't that what you want?"

Snape admitted that Flott's words entered his heart, but it didn't mean he was willing to let Flott do it: "What I want doesn't need your support in this way, If Lucius Malfoy reports your little actions to the Dark Lord when he returns today, you and I will really meet at the Riddle Mansion."

"Don't worry, Lucius is not stupid." Flotte said with a smile, "My life and death depend on how he reported to the Dark Lord. If he insists on watching me die, then I can't help it. But, he You should think about it clearly, if my little move is intentional, then you two have committed the crime of covering up a traitor and leading wolves into the house together to do business. Lucius is not so stupid to do such a way of harming the enemy by eight hundred and self-defeating one thousand. Do, let alone you? I don't believe you want to see me tortured by Death Eaters."

Snape straightened his waist and squinted his eyes to look at Flott with disgust, and said, "Really? You think too highly of yourself, Flott. I might not risk saving you."

Cut, if you don’t want to save me, why are you talking so much nonsense to me now? You don’t want me to stay away from this trouble. I’ll die every day with a hard mouth, Flotte thought in her heart, but she was still soft on the surface. He said in a soft voice: "Then I have to try it some other day to see if our Severus is really hard-hearted."

Seeing Flotte's indifferent and joking look, Snape's face turned dark again.

Flotte ignored his appearance, but picked up the teacup and took another sip. She was indeed thirsty after talking so much, and Snape, who was still unwilling to accept scented tea, was also thirsty.

He silently stared at the rose tea on the table, the dryness in his mouth made him swallow a mouthful of spit.Snape didn't raise his eyes, but glanced at Flotte who was about to drink tea from the corner of his eye. With the constant construction in his heart and his angry voice, he finally decided to pick up such a cup of girly scented tea.

Well, it smells good, that was one of Snape's thoughts.

Well, it tasted quite sweet and delicious, this was Snape's second impression.

Well, don't like it... He has to show that he doesn't like it, this is the final decision.

Snape's series of performances have all been captured by Flotte, tsk tsk tsk, how can a bat be so arrogant and awkward every day?

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