Chapter 1,199

"Shut up, Tafur, don't always make excuses about your old lover," Bellatrix was obviously impatient. Bellatrix absolutely hated Tafel from the bottom of her heart.

Tafur is very smart, and strictly speaking, he is an old friend. However, the difference between the two is that Tafur can sneak back into the Ministry of Magic and win Fudge's trust, while Bellatrix Nope.

As a die-hard loyalist to Voldemort, Bella could only go to Azkaban and stay there for more than ten years. She was tortured so badly that she went from being a goddess at Hogwarts to being the worst person in my memory. look like.

"Shut up, Bella, I didn't call you here to cause you to fight among yourself." Snape interrupted coldly.

Tafur kept smiling, as if he was used to Bella's slander.

"By the way, where is this, dear?" Tafur walked up to Malfoy, "My time at Hogwarts is very short, and many interesting places have not been fully...discovered...this is really What a pity, as the most famous cradle of magic, this place can produce such uniquely talented wizards as Miss Black, and of course, our greatest..."

Draco felt a little uncomfortable.

In fact, as time passed, the joy of success disappeared from Draco's face.

Get the Death Eaters from outside the school, then complete the Dark Lord's mission, and finally kill... Dumbledore?

Can so many people really accomplish such a task?

Draco was a little unsure, in fact, he was a little resistant.

No matter how much Draco slandered Dumbledore in the past, just having Dumbledore's name there made people feel awe.

"The Room of Requirement," Malfoy said, "I hide the Vanishing Cabinet here."

"Is this the Room of Requirement? According to rumors, that room is enchanted and only appears when someone needs it."

"Yes..." Malfoy nodded, and Bella looked at Tafur with an unkind expression.

This woman is really unlikable.

She is really out of touch, and her level of perversion is not much worse than Umbridge's.

"Perfect plan, no one can find out here, right?"

"Yes... I think so..." Malfoy said.

"So, what about the other thing the Dark Lord told me, my dear, you gave it to me again..."

"This is not your business, Tafur!" Snape said, "You talk too much nonsense. If you delay the task assigned by the Dark Lord, I think the consequences will be for everyone. unacceptable."

"Oh, of course, of course..." Tafur licked his lips, "Killing Dumbledore, just thinking about it makes people's blood swell. Maybe I can try Dumbledore's blood. , come and feel the difference between the greatest white wizard and ordinary people."

As he spoke, Fan Lin clearly saw that Tafur's image began to change. Her figure began to rise, roughly parallel to Snape, but the most striking thing was the two pointed fangs in her mouth. .

The burgundy pupils allowed Fan Lin to identify who Tafur was at a glance.

This scene seems a bit weird.

Several dark wizards, a werewolf known as Fenrir, and a very coquettish vampire.

It must be admitted that the images of these vampires are still very good-looking, with a unique sense of charm. This comes from the spiritual talent of the vampires themselves, which affects the people around them all the time.

No wonder the Holy See would fight vampires until death. This really goes against the teachings of the Holy See.

A sweet smell spread out, and Fan Lin twitched his nose unconsciously.

"Put your odor away, remember, this is a reward given to you by the Dark Lord, but it does not mean..."

Fan Lin didn't quite hear what he said next, and a dizzy feeling made Fan Lin feel a little flustered.

Vampires have blood poison, which is necessary to transform ordinary people into vampires, but it doesn't feel so bad with a prince-level vampire like Rutherford.

External blood poison?

Fan Lin quickly closed his senses, and after a while, Fan Lin fully recovered.

...

"By the way, Professor Snape, actually, I have a question I'd like to ask."

After recovering, Tafur stretched his body to his heart's content.

"What's going on?" Professor Snape frowned.

"Of course, I just need to make sure, after all, our contact time is not strictly speaking long..." Tafur said, "You also know, as a little girl, I always need to make sure all the situations. .."

"What do you want to ask?"

"For example, Albus Dumbledore was injured..." Tafur said with a smile, "In fact, it's hard to understand. I mean, after all, Dumbledore is very strong, even if the Dark Lord himself... We all know the outcome of the battle at the Ministry of Magic, and I don't understand what else could harm Albus Dumbledore."

At this point, everyone's eyes fell on Snape.

This is the task assigned to them by the Dark Lord, but killing Dumbledore is not a confident thing. Even the current Dark Lord, after devoting himself to the God of Death, or in other words, devouring Voldemort after assimilating an evil god, Fanlin didn't think Voldemort would be sure to keep Dumbledore forever.

"He was injured," Snape said. "Although he didn't tell me the cause, I have been responsible for treating his injuries."

"You are responsible for the treatment?" Tafur's eyes widened, "It's hard to imagine being injured for no reason and needing assistance from others... Sorry, I mean, this is different from the name I heard. different."

"It's no different, Miss Tarfell." Snape sneered. "Dumbledore is just a wizard, and he is already very old. Moreover, he refuses Nicolas Flamel's elixir, even if we don't do it." , as his health deteriorates..."

"Sorry, Professor Snape, I have to interrupt you." Tafur narrowed his eyes. "It seems that you know Dumbledore very well. This really surprised me. I thought Dumbledore was He is the kind of person who hides everything and his weaknesses."

"Yes, of course he will do that." Snape snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction with Tafel's questioning.

"But he is too old and can't even control his magic power well."

"Can you tell me about his condition?" Tafur asked persistently.

"Magic is running rampant." Snape looked at everyone coldly, "This is what I am going to remind you of. Dumbledore's condition is very unstable right now. Maybe he will accidentally kill one of us in an instant. Of course, one or several people may not be able to release even the simplest magic. "

"this..."

For a moment, the Room of Requirement became quiet.

"Is this the opportunity you called...Hooked Nose?" Fenrir Greyback said first.

"No one...can call me that!" Snape said with a sullen face, and then, with a move of the hand hidden in his sleeve, Greyback was lifted away with a huge force. go out.

Fan Lin hurriedly ran over, and Fenrir loaded it on a hill where a bunch of old tables and chairs were piled up. It was really close to his position, and Fan Lin was not sure that Fenrir would not notice him. (To be continued)