HP's Wretched

Hearing Snape's voice outside the door reading the door signal, Flotte, who had been slack on the back of the chair, sat up straight and looked at Dumbledore across the table in a panic.

"Why is he here? No, principal, can you make an appointment next time?"

Dumbledore obviously didn't expect Snape to come to him so early, thinking that the two of them could at least be staggered in time, but now it seems that they just happened to meet.

"Should I hide in the study above you?" Merlin, if Snape sees her not going back to the house at night and talking with Dumbledore at night, then she will suffer from Snape for half a month. Pu's cold eyes.

Dumbledore shook his head, indicating that it was not necessary, and then looked past Flott to the door of the office, waiting for his next "VIP" to visit.

After Snape walked into the principal's room familiarly, he thought he would only see Dumbledore in the room, but unexpectedly there was another figure.Snape didn't even need to look carefully at this figure, he recognized it was Flott with just a glance, what was she doing here?

Flott, who knew she couldn't avoid it, looked away, instead of waiting for Snape's next sneer, she might as well take the initiative: "Good evening, Severus."

However, taking the initiative did not stop Snape's next sarcasm.

"Oh, this scene is really interesting, let me guess, is this a small midnight meeting between two insomniacs? I'm really sorry, I came too early and interrupted the part of you telling each other small stories, it seems that I still have a while Come in again." Snape sneered and finished this series of insinuations, before turning around and preparing to leave here.

"Wait, there's no need to go, our 'Midnight Story' is over." Flott curled her lips and called Snape to stop in a lazy voice, then turned her head and said to Dumbledore, "Principal, if you There are no other 'little stories', so I'll go first."

"No, you should go back and rest quickly, but... I hope you can think about the 'story' I just told before going to sleep." Since Snape's sarcasm is used to replace the task as a story, Of course Dumbledore had to cooperate.

"Don't worry, I will definitely go back and think about it." After finishing speaking, Flotte quickly got up, and then walked towards the door, where Flotte originally wanted to say "good night" to Snape who was standing there Yes, but it never occurred to her that Snape spoke first before she opened her mouth here.

"Wait for me downstairs." His face was still indifferent, as if the request was not made by him.

"Huh?" Although Flott knew how dissatisfied Snape was with her appearing here at this moment, and guessed that he would question today's matter in the next two days, she didn't expect that this session would be held now. So, with a strong desire to survive, he said haha, "It's too late, and I'm sleepy too, why don't we talk about something tomorrow, and I'll go back to sleep."

Snape turned his head and made a smirk at Flott, and said: "The insomniac came here to talk at night, I didn't expect to hear a 'story' but I was sleepy, it seems that the effect is good, it's good, there is no need to waste it for you in the future It's time to brew the water of life and death, and telling you two stories can achieve the same effect."

"..." Someone who has nothing to love, "Hurry up and talk, I'll wait for you below."

……

After Flott left the office, Dumbledore spoke again: "I thought our appointment was 10:30 in the evening, Severus."

"That's right, it seems that my self-assessed advance this time disturbed the next task you arranged for Flott." Snape pulled the stool Flott had just sat on to his side and sat down, although his expression It's still the same as before, but the dissatisfaction in the eyes is still easy to catch, "I came so early because Lucius Malfoy just contacted me, I think he told me something, you should know .”

Dumbledore didn't answer, but pretended to be listening.

"There will be a dinner party at Malfoy Manor in the middle of next month. I don't think you need me to tell you the purpose of this dinner party," Snape said.

Dumbledore clearly understood the meaning: "One month later... He hasn't been back for a few months, so he can't wait to win over the neutral purebloods."

"Not only the neutral pure bloods, but also other magical races. You know that."

"I know." Dumbledore replied, "It seems he can't wait."

"What are your plans for the future? Don't tell me that you have no other actions other than letting Lupine, a dog-like werewolf, win over other werewolves."

"Severus, now is not the time to be impatient."

"I understand that." Snape replied sullenly.

Dumbledore took off his crescent glasses, kneaded the bridge of his nose, and said, "How is Voldemort's attitude towards you recently?"

"It's still the same, I have already reported to him the re-assembly of the Order of the Phoenix, and disclosed part of the mission information to him according to your request, but what is interesting is that the Dark Lord seems to be very interested in the 'stinky fishes' of the Order of the Phoenix. Rotten shrimp' have no interest, these are his original words, and there should be no direct conflict with the Order of the Phoenix for the time being." Snape tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, summarizing the most important information next, "Besides Besides, he asked me a very strange question."

"Oh, what's the problem?"

Snape stopped tapping his fingers on the table, but leaned forward and approached Dumbledore on the opposite side slightly: "About the prophecy 14 years ago, he once again confirmed from my mind whether I really He only heard the first half. Moreover, he seems to have inquired about such things as the prophecy ball."

Dumbledore's hand that was about to wipe his glasses with his wand suddenly stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered and repeated: "That prophecy..."

……

When Snape left the principal's office, when he got off the stairs, he saw Flott leaning against the wall on one side and staring blankly at himself who had just come out.

"The secret meeting is over?" Flott tilted her head, looking at Snape with malicious intent, "You asked me to wait here for you, maybe it's just to find someone to go back with?"

"It seems that the lack of sleep has messed up your mind, Flott." Snape bit his words, and walked up to Flott with a displeased expression on his face. Like, "I know your brain is not much bigger than Bubbleroot, but I think that should be enough, so it's impossible for you not to know my intention of letting you wait here."

Feeling the dark figure enveloping her like this, Flotte felt an indescribable nervousness and discomfort, she rubbed to the side, left the position covered by the shadow, and then forced herself to calm down, and He rolled his eyes at Snape: "If you have something to say, don't show me your height here."

"I asked you to wait here to inform you of something." Snape put his hands behind his back, still looking like nothing to do with himself, "Lucius asked me to inform you that he is going to spend two Double the price to find you to buy all your shares."

"That's what you want to tell me." Strange, she thought Snape would be curious about her showing up in Dumbledore's office tonight, but she didn't expect to be talking about it .

Snape squinted his eyes and stared at Flott, don't think he didn't know what was going on in Flott's heart, if he wanted him to ask, he just didn't ask, and if he asked, he didn't say anything, it was a waste of time, huh, old bee It's really a good match with the troublemaker.

However, since Dumbledore has regarded Flott as a colleague, presumably the task discussed by the two should not be detrimental to Flott, and Dumbledore should also do his best to protect Flott's safety.But this is only temporary. Who knows if the Death Eaters will notice Flott after a long time. If they really notice and start targeting, Dumbledore may not be able to protect Flott. It seems that he The plan must be prepared as soon as possible.

"Why, after staying with Dumbledore for a long time, you have also inherited his ability to absorb people's hearts? With all due respect, this ability cannot be controlled at your level." Snape sneered.

Flott curled her lips and fell silent, feeling disappointed that Snape didn't question her!

Snape seemed to enjoy Flott's deflated and disappointed expression, and his expression changed a lot: "You haven't answered me yet, how are you going to reject Lucius."

"Twice the price, that iron cock really cost a fortune, why didn't I see that he was so loyal to the Dark Lord." Flott said, "As for how to refuse, it's simple, you just tell Lucius Fudge is going to pay three times the price."

"Three times?" Snape didn't expect Flott to say that. "I think you are really sleepy. You started dreaming while standing up. Wake up, I haven't let you sleep yet."

"I'm not joking with you." Flotte resolutely said, "To be honest, I might not have the confidence to sell to Fudge at such a high price just now, but I dare to bet you that Fudge will follow you. He bid three times the price for it."

Snape thought about the meaning of Flott's words, raised his eyebrows after a while, and nodded subconsciously.

Seeing Snape's reaction, Flotte knew that he understood, so she slightly raised her head and gave Snape a detailed analysis of the matter: "After the recent incident with Dumbledore, Fudge He is on high alert now, and everyone seems to be a criminal who wants to compete with him for money. This just means that Malfoy monopolizes the potion market with bad intentions. Just trying to break this situation, Lucius is going to raise the price to compete with him. This is not the most naked provocation, Fudge knows that it is not bad if he eats Lucius secretly."

"So you're going to continue to sow discord?" Snape asked with raised eyebrows.

"Don't speak so harshly, it's called a trick. I've been saying bad things about Dumbledore in front of Fudge every day to gain trust. Are you afraid to tell the truth?"

...Calling Dumbledore, why do you say it so reluctantly? Although you are gaining Fudge's trust, can you really guarantee that the content of the scolding is not from the heart?Snape sneered silently in his heart.

But having said that, sometimes he also wants to complain about that old bee, who is unpredictable and pretends to be amiable all day long, huh.

Flott didn't know that Snape had complained about what she had just brought in the private goods in his mind, but he was still analyzing the matter: "Let's talk about this matter, blame Lucius himself, hurry up To please the Dark Lord, this will not hit the wall, but you don't have to worry about whether Lucius will tie up with Fudge. Fudge is not stupid and knows that the Malfoy family is not easy to eradicate, so he secretly uses money to weaken his strength .”

"I didn't mean to worry about Lucius." The group of rookies in the Ministry of Magic were worried about Lucius' old fritters, which was not wrong. "Actually, you can double the price to Fudge."

Flotte didn't even think about it, she smacked her lips in a hurry: "Tsk tsk tsk, this is a bit unrealistic, so I'm still an old fox after all."

"Then what I'll tell you next may turn unreality into reality." Snape waited for Flott's curious gaze to focus on him, and continued, "Malfoy Manor is planning to gather recently. To hold a banquet, the guests invited are not celebrities and wealthy businessmen, but all neutral pure-blood families."

As soon as the news came out, Snape didn't need to explain in detail, Flott's shrewd green eyes lit up: "If you tell Fudge about this faction, tsk tsk tsk , that would be fun."

But Flott didn't think about it for long, and immediately remembered another important thing: "You should talk to Dumbledore today about this matter."

"Ah."

"Then what does Dumbledore mean?"

Snape has always been reluctant to ask Flott to know too much about the actions of the Order of the Phoenix. After all, he has always been unwilling to ask Flott to participate in the Order of the Phoenix: "You don't need to inquire about this matter, and I won't tell you, but If you reveal to Fudge a little about Malfoy's banquet, you won't be impressed by the actions of the Order of the Phoenix, and you can..."

"You can also use the power of the Ministry of Magic to restrain the Dark Lord's intention to win over the neutral purebloods." Flotte added directly.

Snape nodded in agreement. In fact, what he didn't say was that holding back the Dark Lord's footsteps to win over neutral purebloods was only one of them, and the second was to make Fudge more or less on guard. After all, the prophecy ball that the Dark Lord wants now is It's in the Ministry of Magic...

Lucius, on the other hand, will definitely use the relationship with the Ministry of Magic to inquire about the credit.

"The Dark Lord has become more and more impatient recently." Flotte shook her head and sighed, "By the way, I still need your help to polish the matter of rejecting Lucius."

"Don't worry, I have seen the general process of your sowing dissension."

"I call it a plan!"

"Essentially there is no difference."

"Who said there is no difference! This is the same as African snake skin and Asian snake skin. Can it be the same?"

"The basics of potions are so poor, it's quite conceited to use this as an analogy, don't you know that the effects of these two snake skins are the same?"

"Ah, the same?"

"Of course it's different! Your intelligence can be compared to that of a slug. You can believe whatever you say."

"..." framed me again...

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It's summer vacation, and I'm still in school. I've been typing codes every day to make course design, and I'm almost out of my mind. T