Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

So he came over wearing his second-hand suit, and was caught red-handed by the little witch...

"Holidays should be festive," Cassandra retorted. "You and I are the only Slytherin freshmen left at school this Christmas. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by sitting next to me dressed like this?"

Today, the little blonde witch was indeed dressed very beautifully.

A gradient green dress, with the color changing from dark to light from top to bottom, with clear layers, like a blooming flower.

But this flower is Slytherin green, which is not gaudy or tacky. Instead, it looks noble when paired with a layer of gauze on the shoulders. The dazzling blonde hair highlights an indescribable sense of gorgeousness.

Lycos looked at her attire, then looked down at his own second-hand robe, lost in thought.

The contrast is indeed too strong.

"Hehe... It's okay, my face is here, there will be no problem!" Lycos said stubbornly.

There was no point in not being stubborn, after all, he didn't have any proper evening gown.

"Forget it, leave it to me." Cassandra stood in front of Lycos, her green eyes moving up and down, constantly looking at his figure.

Being stared at like this by a pretty girl, Lycos took a step back feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Stand still!" Cassandra said calmly, folding her arms.

Lycos was frozen in place by these words.

"Hmm... she has a nice figure," Cassandra nodded slowly, picking up her wand through her black silk gloves.

"what are you up to?"

Lycos subconsciously raised his hand and grasped her wand, turning the tip of the wand to the other side.

Due to his insecurity as an undercover agent, Lycos is very sensitive to any wand pointed at him.

"Hmm?" Cassandra looked at the wand in surprise, then looked up at Lycos's somewhat alert dark golden eyes.

Then, the corners of her mouth curled up.

"What were you thinking? What, did you think I would attack you in the auditorium?"

Lycos was stunned for a moment.

He realized that he had only been undercover for a few months, but he was already suffering from paranoia...

If Cassandra really wanted to harm him, wouldn't she have done it in the deserted dungeon of the castle? Why did she have to do it in front of so many people in the auditorium?

"Um... sorry." Lycos laughed awkwardly, "It's just that it's always a bit weird to have someone point a wand at you..."

"I don't know how you get such strong vigilance at such a young age..." Cassandra shook her wrist. "Why don't you let go?"

Lycos then realized that he was still holding Cassandra's wand tightly.

He quickly let go of her hand.

After getting her wand back, Cassandra gave Lycos a cold look and then tapped her wand on his second-hand robe.

The next moment, the worn robe suddenly changed its style, and its color changed from gray to a dazzling silver...

In the blink of an eye, the second-hand old robe turned into a gorgeous silver evening gown.

"Okay, this one really suits you!"

Cassandra retracted her wand and clapped her hands in satisfaction.

"This way, I won't lose face as a freshman in Slytherin."

"Is this... the level of Transfiguration a freshman should have?" Lycos looked down at his brand new dress and looked at the little blonde witch in front of him in disbelief.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just that you haven't seen it before." Cassandra naturally stepped forward and took Lycos' left arm.

"Let's go, the party is about to begin!"

……

Following Dumbledore's enthusiastic greeting, one hundred plump roast turkeys emerged from the plates on the round table.

Then, small mountains of roast meat and boiled potatoes, huge plates of delicate sausages, bowls of peas mixed with butter, and dishes of rich gravy and lingonberry sauce appeared in various places on the table.

Although it is still the same monotonous British food, it looks pretty good.

After all, all house-elves are good at cooking and can make those dark dishes taste delicious...

Every few steps along the dining table, there are piles of wizarding firecrackers placed next to them - these firecrackers are different from Muggle firecrackers. When they are ignited, small plastic toys and not very sturdy paper hats will explode from them.

From a distance, Lycos saw Fred and George draw a lottery cracker together.

With a loud "bang", a large area of ​​dinner plates were shrouded in blue smoke, and at the same time, a rear admiral's hat and several lively white mice exploded out from it.

"Ah—a mouse got into my plate!"

A girl's scream came from the blue smoke.

So, Fred and George grinned excitedly, making the girl scream even louder.

Dumbledore watched this scene with a smile, occasionally joking with Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick beside him. The hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere...

However, there were two professors who kept a straight face from beginning to end.

It was Snape and Quirrell.

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Chapter 63 Snape and Quirrell in the Forbidden Forest

After the banquet, the cheerful atmosphere still lingered over the castle.

Dumbledore also waved his hand and lifted the curfew for tonight, completely ignoring Professor McGonagall's angry look behind him.

The little wizards all cheered and had no intention of sleeping at all. They rushed to the lawn outside the castle to play snowball fights. They soaked the robes they had worn with great difficulty on Christmas Day, but they didn't feel cold or tired at all.

The laughter and shouts spread far and wide, throughout Hogwarts.

However, this laughter came to an abrupt end in a dark forest——

……

"I don't know why you chose to meet here?"

In the Forbidden Forest northeast of Hogwarts, a hooded figure in black spoke slowly.

"Because I think... this matter should not be heard by others." The other man, also wearing a hood, spoke in a cold voice.

"Oh? Now that you're here... you don't stutter anymore?"

The cold wind blew the hood off the first man in black, revealing a sallow face. His hooked nose and greasy hair were particularly conspicuous.

It was Severus Snape, the Potions Professor at Hogwarts.

The hooded figure he faced was obviously the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Quirinus Quirrell.

It was snowing heavily in the Forbidden Forest.

The air was filled with a cold, eerie atmosphere. The darkness of the forest stretched far into the distance. It was silent, with only the rustling of leaves in the cold wind.

"Severus, I think you should know..." Quirrell said slowly, "You know what I meant by asking you to come here."

"Why should I know?" Snape said lightly with a mocking smile on his face, "Just based on the Dark Mark you drew on paper? Who knows what you want to express?"

"Don't play dumb, Severus, the Dark Lord is watching you!" Quirrell growled.

"The Dark Lord is looking at me?" Snape frowned and stared at Quirrell seriously.

"What do you mean?"

"That's what I meant!" sneered Quirrell.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from Quirrell's hood: "Okay, Quirinus... let me talk to him..."

Hearing this voice, Snape's pupils suddenly shrank.

Quirrell smiled gleefully, slowly took off his hood, and turned his back to him.

A hideous face appeared on the back of Quirrell's head before Snape's eyes...

"What's wrong, Severus? Don't you recognize me?"

Voldemort's ugly mouth suddenly opened, his voice became extremely cold, and his eyes flashed with a cold red light, constantly putting pressure on his former capable subordinate in front of him.

He had to use this formal method to exert pressure.

The once invincible Dark Lord was now just a remnant soul parasitic on someone else, his power weakened to the extreme...and Voldemort knew very well that Snape's magical ability was definitely not something he could handle now.

So he could only act tough on the outside but weak on the inside, hoping that Snape would still be afraid of his former majesty and regain his habits as a Death Eater...

In Voldemort's scarlet eyes, which appeared ferocious but actually concealed hope, Snape suddenly bent down -

"Master, I didn't expect to meet you here!" His voice trembled, as if he was suppressing the excitement of meeting someone after a long separation.

However, from an angle that Voldemort couldn't see, Snape gritted his teeth, and the complex emotions of hatred, regret, and longing in his eyes... he simply couldn't contain himself.

He killed Lily!

He had already agreed to his earnest request, but he went back on his word and didn't care about the emotions of his followers at all!

Snape knew that this was Voldemort's weakest moment. He could have just taken action and killed the Dark Lord he had sworn to follow right here in the Forbidden Forest...

But he can't.

Dumbledore told him that Voldemort would not die easily. No matter how weak he was, he could always linger on and wait for an opportunity to recover his strength. There would always be a day when he would come back.

When Voldemort returns, Lily's child, the boy with the same eyes as hers, will be the first to be killed.

So he could only suppress all his emotions and lurk beside Voldemort, acting as an undercover agent whose end was unknown...

"Severus, so... you didn't betray me?"

Looking at Snape who was bending over, Voldemort's eyes showed a hint of joy, but he deliberately retracted it the next moment, still maintaining a ferocious face.

"Master, every moment since you left, I have been looking forward to your return." Snape said slowly.

Compared to a new undercover like Lycos, Snape's acting skills are simply superb.

There was a natural hint of guilt in his tone, which was completely consistent with his own behavior, without any exaggeration or behavior that went against his character.

"I admit that over the past ten years, I have thought you had completely left me more than once... I feel deeply guilty about this. I was wrong, but when I saw you here again today, I firmly returned to your side."

"So this is why you turned to Dumbledore?" Voldemort gradually regained his confidence and assumed the Dark Lord's posture again. "I can see clearly that you have earned his trust and even become the Head of Slytherin."