The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Spider's End is located in a street in the suburbs of Cokeworth, next to a tall and old chimney.

Cokeworth used to be the largest industrial town in Leeds County. The coking coal in northern England was processed from here and then transported to various places. The surrounding lanes were once full of workers. housing.

But now, there is no longer black smoke coming out of the chimneys; reddish-brown sewage is no longer discharged from the water pipes; although the air quality is still quite bad and the river is still black...

The huge chimney hadn't been worked on in years and was covered in moss...

Except for the murmuring and whispering of the black river, there was a dead silence on all sides, and there were hardly any signs of life.

Occasionally, the foxes can be heard screaming like babies, as if they are mourning that this town, which symbolizes the era of the industrial revolution, has completely died.

...

A slender figure in a cloak and hood walked up to the old chimney, looking around.

is a woman.

She doesn't look young, but her skin is well maintained, and she should be used to living a pampered life; judging from the gold and silver jewelry on her body, she comes from a fairly wealthy family.

Such a woman shouldn't be in a messy place like Cokeworth.

Because the thieves in the alleyway welcome her very much.

The woman moved very carefully, looking behind her from time to time, as if she was worried that someone was following her...

"Is it here?" She stopped and began to look at an old house in front of her.

This old house seems to have been abandoned for decades, and the handle on the gate is starting to rust... The woman lowered her head to take a closer look, then shook her head slightly.

"No, we have to keep going!" she said to herself.

As she walked away quickly, she glanced at the name on the door plate - "Evans".

This is a somewhat familiar surname, but she can't remember who it is for a while... But she can be sure that there must be no Evans family among the holy twenty-eight pure-blood families; A classmate from Hogwarts, but it's been so long that I can't remember clearly.

It was completely dark, and she quickly walked through an alley between the houses and turned into another almost identical street.

No one could be seen in the two alleys, the street lights were basically all broken, and it was pitch black along the way.

The witch took out her wand from her pocket and muttered softly:

"Lumos!"

After lighting the way forward, she moved on.

The tall mill chimney behind him rises into the sky like a giant middle finger raised.

She walked past the battered, boarded-up windows, her footsteps echoing on the cobblestones.

When she came to the last house, there was a dim light in the curtains of a downstairs room.

"Should it be here?" She looked down at the map and said to herself.

...

Narcissa Malfoy knocked lightly on the door.

Then she stood outside the door and waited, panting slightly, smelling the smell of the sewage river blown by the evening wind.

She pulled the hood back, her face was very pale, and her long golden hair was scattered behind her back...

She looks so embarrassed!

To be honest, Narcissa has lived in this world for nearly forty years, and she has never been so at a loss as she is now... Her husband was imprisoned in Azkaban, her sister was imprisoned in Azkaban, and her son was even more A dreadful mission assigned by the Dark Lord...

It can be said that all her relatives have fallen into an extremely dangerous situation... except for a sister who married a mudblood and never contacted her again; there is also a cousin who is a dog for Dumbledore outside.

She had no other choice, in order to save her poor and simple son...she had to travel thousands of miles to the Spider's End Alley, seeking help.

"He used to be Lucius' most trusted friend..." Narcissa said to herself, "I hope he can help Draco..."

Her face was already full of tears.

There was movement behind the door, and then the door was opened a crack, and a man looked at them, with long black hair hanging on both sides like a curtain, a huge hooked nose in the middle, and a pair of black bottomless eyes. s eyes.

"Oh, Narcissa?" The man looked slightly surprised: "It's nice to meet you!"

...

He does it from the heart, because he does look happy.

Severus Snape said calmly: "I really didn't expect you to come to my side alone... You know what I mean, my side is messier, more remote, and even more chaotic."

Narcissa Malfoy wholeheartedly agrees, especially after encountering some malicious Muggles along the way.

But she didn't dare to use spells to educate them, for fear of being discovered by the Aurors, and then sent her to Azkaban to accompany her sister and husband.

"Severus?" Narcissa asked nervously, "Can I talk to you?"

"Of course, plenty of time, my friend!" Snape smiled, stepping back to let her into the room.

"Are you the only one living here?" Narcissa walked into a small living room, which felt like a dark prison cell; the walls were surrounded by books, most of which were old black or a brown leather cover; a candle-lit lamp hung from the ceiling, casting a dim glow.

Following Severus Snape's instructions, Narcissa sat on the slightly musty sofa.

"Only me." Snape nodded calmly: "I have dedicated my entire life to the cause of the Dark Lord for more than thirty years."

While speaking, he also sat down, and waved his wand at the same time, a glass of blood-red wine flew to Narcissa, and another glass came to Snape's side.

"For the Dark Lord." He raised his glass and drank it down.

"For the Dark Lord." Narcissa said absent-mindedly, picked up the wine glass and took a few sips.

With another wave of his wand, Snape refilled her glass.

"Severus—" the witch seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, she said pleadingly: "I'm really sorry to bother you, but I can't think of any other way, you must help Draco, save him... ..."

Severus Snape calmly raised a finger, signaling her not to continue.

...

"First of all, Draco is already our partner." Snape said gently.

"He's not yet an adult, he's just a child..." Narcissa couldn't help arguing.

"But that doesn't change the fact that he's our partner!" Snape ignored Narcissa's interruption and continued, "Secondly, I know the Dark Lord's plan, every detail of it, and Draco's plan. task."

"You know?" Narcissa was stunned: "The Dark Lord obviously... just told Draco his mission..."

"And his most loyal servant!" Snape smiled mysteriously, then picked up the wine glass, and drank the blood red wine inside.

"I heard...the Dark Lord doesn't trust anyone anymore...especially after the Battle of the Department of Mysteries...after Lucius and Bella were imprisoned in Azkaban..." Narcissa stammered Said.

"But he trusts people who are loyal to him." Snape looked very relaxed:

"Although the first battle of the Department of Mysteries was a failure, it also allowed the Dark Lord to see who was his loyal servant and who was a traitor... Regrettably, the Dark Lord committed a small crime before. mistake!"

"That damned Auror?" Narcissa's face suddenly changed.

"That's right, Alastor Moody, or Barty Crouch Jr....we don't know which one is his true identity!" Snape said with a serious face: "According to my guess, Dumbledore should have dropped his bag, but I don't know when it was done..."

"Then before the Battle of the Department of Mysteries, why didn't you..."

"Dumbledore is always tight-lipped about his plans, no one can see through his mind... He is a great wizard!" After seeing Narcissa Malfoy's face looking a little strange, Snape He added: "The Dark Lord thinks so too."

"I belong to Dumbledore's trusted subordinates, so I noticed a little trouble at the time, although I didn't know much about it." Snape said, "Two days before the battle of the Department of Mysteries, I risked my life and left Hogwarts, went to Malfoy Manor, I think you should remember!"

"That's right!" Narcissa was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and said, "I was the one who took you to meet the Dark Lord."

"I warned the Dark Lord, and told him that the members of the Order of the Phoenix seemed to be moving...and they seemed to be brewing some kind of plan. Although I don't know the specific content, I can feel that it is very dangerous." Snape said somewhat Shaking his head regretfully: "It's a pity that the Dark Lord didn't believe my words... Of course, the Dark Lord believed in my loyalty, but he felt that the information I got might not be accurate."

"Because of Barty Crouch Jr.?" Narcissa said angrily.

"Yes, because before he received my warning; he had received information from Barty Crouch Jr. in advance; Barty Crouch Jr. was lurking deeper than me, and his status in the Order of the Phoenix was higher than mine , the relationship between the Dark Lord and the Dark Lord is also closer... So, the Dark Lord has absolutely no reason to believe my warning, instead of Barty Crouch Jr.'s information."

"What's more, Barty Crouch Jr.'s information and plans are even more tempting to the Dark Lord..." Snape continued to explain: "They plan to use Harry Potter to attract Dumbledore The Department of Mysteries, then the Dark Lord attracted Dumbledore's attention, and Mr Crouch took advantage of Dumbledore's inattention and attacked him...killed him, or at least seriously injured him!"

"It's just that none of us thought that Barty Crouch Jr. had been dropped... It was the Dark Lord who was attacked, and it was also the Dark Lord who was seriously injured... Through this painful lesson, I think the Dark Lord should Can understand who is the more loyal servant to him!"

Snape's mouth curled into a slight smile.

"I never doubted your loyalty to the Dark Lord, Severus..." Narcissa explained hastily.

"That's right, I believe in you, Narcissa." Snape nodded: "Your sister was very suspicious of me before, but it's a pity that she can only go to Azkaban to be with the dementors again... No , now there seems to be no dementors in Azkaban, and those Aurors who are on guard seem even more boring."

...

Narcissa Malfoy felt that they had been talking for too long about irrelevant matters.

She thought for a moment, then said slowly, "Severus, about Draco... and the task that the Dark Lord gave Draco..."

"But, Narcissa..." Severus Snape shook his head gently: "But what help do you need? If you imagine that I can persuade the Dark Lord to change his mind, I'm afraid it's hopeless, at all Hope not!"

"Severus..." Narcissa said, tears rolling down her pale cheeks: "My son... my only son..."

"Draco should be proud." Snape said coldly, "The Dark Lord gave him a great honor!"

"But he's only sixteen, he doesn't know what's in store for him...Why, Snape? Why my son...It's too dangerous...It's revenge for Lucius' mistake, I know Yes!" Narcissa Malfoy in front of her was already sobbing.

"Perhaps you can relax a little bit, Narcissa!" Snape's face became gentler, and he replied very slowly: "The Dark Lord is always kind, he will not send Draco to die for nothing ..."

Looking at Narcissa who was about to speak, Snape held out a finger to signal her not to interrupt him.

"The Dark Lord has a more specific plan, and Draco is only a part of it... You don't think that the Dark Lord can complete such a difficult task with Draco alone!"

"You mean...you mean..." Narcissa froze for a moment, she looked straight at Snape.

"Since the Dark Lord told me the contents of this plan, it is naturally not to talk to me." Snape smiled calmly: "I also play a very important role in this plan, you should understand me meaning, Narcissa!"

"In other words, you will help Draco?" Narcissa Malfoy said tremblingly.

"Of course, that's what the Dark Lord meant." Snape nodded without thinking.

"Thank goodness!" Narcissa seemed relieved at last.

Snape waved his wand again, and two more glasses of blood-red wine flew in front of them.

"For the Dark Lord." He raised his glass and drank it down.

"For the Dark Lord." Narcissa raised her wine glass excitedly and shouted loudly.