Hogwarts Shippuden

South West of Pengland, Wiltshire.

A dignified lord's mansion welcomed a guest.

Snape walked leisurely down a country lane, and at last he stopped before a fine wrought-iron gate.

He reached out and touched the door in front of him.

The wrought iron on the gate began to twist and warp, and finally the abstract curly flower figure twisted into a terrifying face that said in an echoing metallic voice, "Say the purpose of the visit."

"I'm Severus, and I'm here to find Lucius Malfoy."

The door opened immediately.

Snape continued down the path behind the door, the high hedge on his right obscuring his view, except for the occasional glimpse of pure white tail feathers wafting along the hedge.

It was a white peacock kept by the Malfoy family.

Moments later, Snape's figure appeared before the stone steps of a very respectable mansion.

Lucius Malfoy, dressed in a well-cut ornate robe, waited for him at the door with Draco.

"Professor, good morning." Draco greeted very politely, but Snape just gave him a slight nod with a cold face.

Neither the Malfoy nor his son were surprised by Snape's reaction, the old Bat had always been so indifferent.

"Long time no see, Severus," Lucius smiled. "What wind brought you here?"

"There is one very important thing..." Snape glanced at Draco who was following Lucius, "about that diary."

Lucius' already pale face suddenly turned paler.

"Draco, go back to your room."

Draco glanced at his father suspiciously, because of Lucius' usual majesty, Draco did not dare to disobey him.

"Let's talk in the study." Lucius took the initiative to lead the way for Snape.

The two passed through the hallway with portraits hanging on the walls on both sides, and then passed through the spacious and imposing living room. After walking up a flight of stairs, the two came to Lucius' well-decorated study.

A roaring fire burns in the marble fireplace, dispelling the chill in the gloomy manor.

A house-elf offers them coffee.

Snape leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Lucius, keenly capturing the subtle expressions on his face.

"Are you loyal enough to Lord Dark Lord, Lucius?"

Lucius' hand shaking the coffee with the silver spoon inevitably shook when he heard the Dark Lord's name.

"Sev, my loyalty to Lord Dark Lord is beyond doubt."

It's just that his voice clearly revealed a bit of panic.

Snape let out a sneer, "I can't see it? I think you know what's going on with that diary."

A few drops of cold sweat appeared on Lucius' forehead, and the flaming fireplace could not dispel the coldness in Lucius' heart.

Being caught, Lucius, who has always been tongue-in-cheek, didn't know how to justify himself for a while.

His hand slid slowly towards the cane that was leaning against the arm of the chair, where his wand was hidden.

"Lucius, don't be nervous."

Snape put down the coffee cup in his hand, his voice soft, "Actually, we are the same kind of people."

The same kind of person?

Lucius stopped the small movements in his hands and began to think about the meaning of Snape's words.

This same type of person refers to... Twenty-five boys?

"Horcrux, do you know this magic?"

Snape's continued speaking interrupted Lucius's tumultuous thoughts.

"The Horcrux? Of course I know..."

Lucius replied without hesitation, he was a little curious why Snape suddenly brought the topic to black magic.

A possibility struck Lucius like a thunderbolt in his mind, and he instantly became cold and sweaty.

"Then do you know that the diary you used to frame Weasley is Lord Dark Lord's Horcrux?"

The coffee cup in Lucius' hand fell to the ground, and the liquid in the cup instantly stained a large area of ​​the clean and tidy carpet, and also wet Lucius's polished leather shoes.

But Lucius doesn't care about that now.

"Sev, what do you want?"

Snape lifted the left sleeve of his robe, "I want you to contact those former Death Eaters and gather them."

Lucius' eyes widened in disbelief, clearly frightened by what Snape had said.

He kept shaking his head, "No, Severus... I finally managed to have the stable life I have today..."

Snape strode forward, crossed the table in front of them, and placed the faded mark on his left forearm before Lucius' eyes.

"Do you think you have a choice, Lucius?" Snape said hoarsely. "The Dark Lord has more than one Horcrux."

Lucius looked at Snape in horror.

"According to Dumbledore's speculation, the Dark Lord has at least two Horcruxes, but his speculation is still too conservative."

Snape lowered his sleeves and covered the Dark Mark on his hands.

"As far as I know of the Horcruxes, there are four!"

"Do you think you're the only one who gets the honor of keeping the Horcrux for the Dark Lord?"

"More than a decade ago, he also gave two other Horcruxes to Bellatrix Lestrange and Ray respectively.

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Lucius slumped in his chair in shock, gasping for breath.

The news Snape threw out was too shocking, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

After reacting, deep fear flooded into Lucius' heart, and the boundless fear almost swallowed him.

Such a large number of Horcruxes means that Voldemort's comeback is bound to happen, it's just a matter of time.

At that time, if Voldemort finds out that Lucius had the audacity to abandon his Horcrux, and it also caused the destruction of his soul...

Being able to die happily was a happy relief for Lucius at that time.

"Severus, you must help me!"

Snape walked up to Lucius, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, and looked down coldly at the pale-faced Lucius.

His voice was like the whisper of a demon:

"I'm going to form an organization that's lurking within the Death Eaters, but not entirely within it..."

Lucius took a deep breath, slightly suppressing his inner panic, "I'll join."

He looked up at Snape. "Can I know what your purpose is?"

"I plan to resurrect the Dark Lord."

Lucius' face that had regained some blood color instantly turned back to the pale white just now.

"I'm not good enough to accomplish my real goal, so I'm going to draw on the Dark Lord's power."

He glanced at Lucius, who was shivering like a chicken, "As long as you are willing to help me, I will not report you to the Dark Lord."

"And after that, we can draw on Dumbledore's power..."

What Snape didn't say was that he could also use Grindelwald's power.

"After that, you and I will be free and never have to live in the shadow of the Dark Lord again."

Lucius nodded sullenly, he had no choice.

"What's the name of our organization?"

"The Death Eater is the shell it uses to disguise," Snape thought for a moment before giving a name - "The shell."

He stretched out his hand towards Lucius, "We need some adequate safeguards."

When Snape left Malfoy Manor, there were three more light chain marks on the back of his hand.

It was the trace of an unbreakable oath.