After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Chapter 161 The Dark Lord and Snape 2

Severus Snape stared at the Dark Lord blankly, seemingly still recovering from his shock.

"For a woman? A married... Muggle-born at that." The Dark Lord paused, the last bit of his sanity preventing him from saying those three words - Mudblood, because he knew that these three words would make Severus Snape unhappy.

He really couldn't understand why he was so tolerant of Severus Snape, or even cared about him?

He couldn't explain the sudden surge of anger in his heart when he heard Severus Snape mention Lily Evans, but he knew that he was not a good-tempered person.

Just a woman. If Severus Snape wanted her, what could he not get?

Is it because of her that he has to beg himself humbly?

"You have never asked me for anything, Severus." The Dark Lord sighed, bent down and reached out to gently stroke Severus Snape's face.

He looked at the Potions Master he had personally trained. This child was proud yet self-deprecating, and even his experiences were very similar to his.

He nurtured him, watered him with knowledge, nourished him with experience, watched him rise, watched him reveal himself. The missing space in his heart was slowly being filled.

When his Severus looked at him with admiration, he could always regain his precarious sanity.

"Why? For such a woman, you bent down and lowered your head to me?"

Only then did Severus Snape see the anger hidden beneath the calm exterior on the Dark Lord's face.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out.

The Dark Lord stood up and looked down at Severus Snape. "Severus, go to the potions room. Do you know how to make the potion I want? Show me how."

He turned to leave, but was stopped by a slight resistance. No, not stopped, but he just stopped. After all, this little force...

"Master... Master..." Severus Snape grabbed the Dark Lord's robe in a daze.

He may be a genius in potions, but he doesn't really understand either interpersonal relationships or complex emotions.

He always thought he understood the Dark Lord, but he didn't know why he was so angry. Lily was his good friend, the lily he loved when he was young. He just didn't want her to die...

Perhaps his request was too rude, and so the master got angry? Then...

Severus Snape slowly loosened his grip and lowered his eyes. "No, nothing... Wait a moment, I'll be there now..." The still-young Potions Master couldn't quite conceal his emotions. His lost expression was noticed by the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord pursed his lips, turned around and left, leaving behind a few words.

"I promised. Also, send it to the study."

Severus Snape looked up in astonishment, looking at the back of the Dark Lord walking away, and a feeling of joy surged in his heart.

Good, Lily will be alright. Good, the master is not completely disappointed in him.

That's great... If that's it, it would be great...

Despite knowing the prophecy, the Dark Lord didn't take any major action during the year. Perhaps this was because he hadn't found Harry Potter.

But the Death Eaters became more and more rampant, and the Dark Lord did nothing at all.

But only Severus Snape knew, the Dark Lord, no, was he really still the Dark Lord?

The man's appearance had completely changed, his facial features looked like melted wax figures, and his temper became increasingly strange.

Irritable, irritable, neurotic. Almost every Death Eater had been punished, except Severus Snape. Even Bellatrix Lestrange was no exception.

Despite this, Severus Snape could still feel that the look in the Dark Lord's eyes made him more and more frightened.

Sometimes he was frighteningly calm, the next he was filled with murderous intent. Occasionally, there would be a flash of doubt and a subtle tenderness, but that was only a very rare occurrence.

Severus Snape became more calm and no longer showed his emotions like before.

"One of my servants has brought me news that I will go to see the child of prophecy." The Dark Lord announced at the meeting.

Severus Snape's heart tightened. He did not show any strange expression, but his hands under the table were trembling slightly.

He didn't want to be noticed by the Dark Lord. However, contrary to his wishes, the Dark Lord immediately looked at him. Severus Snape's face turned pale in an instant.

As Severus Snape fretted, the Dark Lord said nothing. His high spirits faded as quickly as they came.

The only one who noticed something was wrong was Lucius Malfoy. After all, it was he who introduced Severus Snape to him, and he had also investigated the Potions genius.

After the meeting, Severus Snape thought for a long time and sat all night. Finally, he made up his mind.

He found Headmaster Albus Dumbledore and told him the terrible news.

Although he was doubted and hurt by the sharp words, Severus Snape also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was the greatest white wizard of this century. Protecting Lily should be no problem, right?

Having said that, Severus Snape felt a little uneasy for some reason.

...Didn't you say...you would protect her? ...

Severus Snape couldn't help but follow the Dark Lord, but for fear of being discovered, he didn't even dare to get too close.

Seeing the Dark Lord suddenly disappear, his bad premonition became stronger.

He didn't believe Merlin, but he couldn't help but plead. He was betting that the Dark Lord still remembered their agreement, that even if the Dark Lord's sanity was about to fade, he still had a place in his heart...

What he waited for was Lily's hiding place finally revealed to the outside world, visible to the world. And the surge of anxiety.

He rushed in like crazy, searching everywhere.

He wondered who he was looking for: Lily or the Dark Lord?

He ignored the Potter's body on the ground, but when he saw Lily's body in the room and the crying child with the lightning scar, he was struck by lightning.

He stumbled to Lily's side, hugged her and cried bitterly.

Who was he crying for? The lily that had accompanied him for so many years before they parted ways? Or the Dark Lord, the man he had taught so carefully and whom he had become a kind of beacon?

Or is it that greedy, stupid...self?

He knew it when he saw the scar on Harry Potter's head, when he didn't see the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord...is dead.