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Chapter 252 Snape's Loyalty

"You, you, him?"

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Snape stared blankly at Death floating in the room.

As a former top student at Hogwarts, Snape naturally recognized that this was not some kind of illusion magic.

"I will reiterate the conditions: serve me and take charge of Hogwarts."

"In return, I can resurrect Lily Potter."

Upon hearing this name, Snape's already somewhat hunched shoulders trembled.

Lily, the white moonlight in my heart.

"No! You must be lying to me, people can't come back to life!"

Seemingly afraid that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, Snape was unwilling to admit this.

But it seems I guessed his reaction.

Even without Gino's order, Death summoned Lily's soul from the realm of the dead.

This is a middle-aged woman with a calm face, who appears somewhat dazed because her mind has been imprisoned by death.

"Lily!"

The moment he saw the woman, Snape could no longer suppress his longing, and tears streamed down his face like a waterfall.

He lunged at the pale blue soul, but as expected, he missed.

"What do you want me to do!?"

Snape fell to the ground, looking up at Gino: "Whatever you want me to do, bring Lily back to life!"

"What I'm going to do is very simple; you just need to follow my orders."

Gino smiled, stood up, and patted Snape on the shoulder: "Soon, the world will know that Dumbledore is dead."

"And the next step is for you to become the headmaster of Hogwarts."

"Then we will take control of the magic world through some means."

....

Snape didn't know how he left Gino's office.

He spent his entire life as a pawn in other people's games, and Snape was not averse to being loyal to another person.

At that moment, however, his mind was filled with the words Gino had told him in the room.

To resurrect the dead,

And there's Death in the room.

All of this proves that Gino’s words were not false.

Moreover, through Gino's explanation, Snape also learned that the other party was not from this universe.

The other party comes from a higher-dimensional universe.

And they have that capability.

"So what should I do?"

Snape wandered aimlessly, unaware even of the young wizards fighting amongst themselves in the corridor.

This left many young wizards completely baffled, wondering what was wrong with Professor Snape tonight.

Gazing at the bright moon outside the window, Snape sighed softly.

What should he choose?

This answer seems to require no thought, after all, he betrayed Voldemort only to avenge Lily.

....

At the same time that Snape made up his mind.

Gino also began his operation.

In the office,

"Based on known intelligence."

Gino was sketching on a piece of paper with a pen.

"Tom Riddle's Diary".

"Marvolo Gaunt's ring."

"Slytherin's Locket".

"The Golden Cup of Hedgehoga".

"The Ravenclaw Coronet".

"Nagini."

"And Harry Potter."

"These are all the means Voldemort used to resurrect himself."

Gino had all seven Horcruxes related to Voldemort memorized, and he needed to deal with these hidden threats.

"Then let's start with Riddle's diary."

Having decided to take control of the Hogwarts world, Gino would never allow Voldemort to cause trouble.

"Then, according to the development of the plot..."

Gino stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Next, it's very likely that Lucius will hide Riddle's diary in Ginny's book."

Lying on the soft sofa, Gino stroked his chin in thought.

Immediately, the boy raised his right hand and gently tapped the desk: "Tap tap~"

"Professor Gino!"

Harry, who had been standing guard outside the door as a little assistant, immediately pushed the door open and came in.

"Harry, go and fetch Ginny."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

The boy, who had miraculously survived, left the office.

Soon, a timid red-haired little girl stepped into the office, while Harry continued to act as the loyal doorman.

"Professor Luther."

Ginny Weasley wrung her small hands, her emerald eyes seemingly set in the floor.

Hello, Ginny.

Contrary to her expectations, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, who was the talk of the school, was surprisingly gentle.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Gino snapped his fingers, and soon a chocolate milkshake appeared on the table.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Alright, Ginny," Gino said, watching the girl drink her coffee, before explaining his purpose: "I called you here because you recently discovered a mysterious diary, right?"

The boy's voice reached Ginny's ears without missing a single word, making the girl's already pale face even paler.

"You don't need to know how I know, but I can tell you that the boy in that diary who calls himself Tom Riddle is the famous Voldemort, and that diary was left by him when he was studying at Hogwarts."

"He later even turned this diary into his own evil Horcrux."

Gino crossed his arms and applied pressure to Ginny.

"In other words, the guy in the diary is Voldemort."

Those plain words were like sharp daggers piercing Ginny's heart.

"Professor Luther..."

Even out of fear, the girl's frail body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Will I be expelled?"

"No, no." Gino spread his right hand: "Go get that diary, I'll take care of it for you."

Gino's words were like a ray of hope, and the girl nodded hurriedly, quickly taking out a leather diary from her wizard's robe.

"Alright, you can go now." Gino waved and watched the girl leave.

She raised her hand and opened the black diary. A line of small black text appeared on the page: "Ginny, is there anything you need to ask?"

The word was abruptly interrupted before it could be formed, and another line of text was immediately drawn: "Who are you?"

"I?"

Gino chuckled: "It's your end!"

His palm flipped, outlining a golden light screen, which then transformed into a golden magical blade.

"Pfft!"

The sound of tearing through the pages of a book rang out, followed by a scream and wail from the black diary.

Like the ink spurted out by a squid in distress, thick black fog poured out of the diary, forming an angry face beneath the ceiling.

The face looked very young, like a little wizard, but the evil glint in the eyes was unmistakable.

"What have you done?!"

"Historical garbage should go where it belongs."

Too lazy to waste words with this remnant soul, Gino snapped his fingers, and the scorching flames from heaven instantly ignited the black remnant soul. Listening to the wails and screams, Gino slowly stood up: "Next, six more."

(End of this chapter)