Chapter 518: Snape Stole the Painting, but Never Acted as a Triple Agent? (1/2)

Chapter 518 Snape stole the painting, but would never be a triple agent?

No. 12, Grimmauld Place.

Severus Snape walked into a room on the third floor. He looked back and closed the door after confirming that no one was there. He didn't dare to make any sound like a thief.

There were two beds, a cupboard, and a blank portrait in the room. There was nothing special about it. It could even be said to be extremely simple.

Snape took a deep breath, took the blank portrait off the wall, carefully put it away, and then pretended to leave as if nothing had happened.

Ten minutes later, the fireplace in the office of the Hogwarts Potions Professor suddenly ignited a green flame, and Snape walked out with a dark face.

"Welcome back, Professor." Aaron poured him a cup of hot tea eagerly, "You should have got what I wanted, right?"

"Here you go." Snape put the blank portrait on the desk unhappily, "I really don't understand what you want this painting for?"

"Don't try to trick me, Professor. I have a use for it.

Now that the things are in hand, we can talk about the next thing."

Snape's mouth twitched, "Is there anything else you want me to do?"

"Go talk to Professor Dumbledore." Aaron said lightly, "The time is set after curfew tonight. I need you to go to his office.

Talk You can make up your own topic. If you really don't know what to say, just tell him my attitude towards the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore.

Of course, this is not important. What is important is that you have to let Phineas come to this blank portrait to see that I have some private matters to discuss with him. "

"That's impossible." Snape shook his head. "After Phineas knew about Sirius' death, he was depressed and no one could talk to him for a short time."

"Others can't do it, but you can.

In addition, it's better to speak in a natural tone so as not to arouse Dumbledore's suspicion. "

Hearing this, Snape fell into a brief silence.

After a long silence, he looked at Aaron with a serious expression, "Don't tell me you want to place an undercover agent in Dumbledore's place?"

Aaron blinked, then gave Snape a thumbs up, "You can see it all."

"I refuse." Snape said righteously, showing unusual resistance, "You can find anyone for this matter, but don't find me."

"But I can only find you." Aaron spread his hands helplessly, "Besides you, the only one who can enter the principal's office at any time and talk to Dumbledore face to face is McArthur. Professor McGonagall and Hagrid.

Professor McGonagall is still lying in St. Mungo's Hospital. Even if she is not injured, I dare not let her play like this with her loyalty to Dumbledore!

As for Hagrid... It's not that I don't trust him. His careless and gullible character will sell me out in less than three sentences. "

"That's enough." Snape roared angrily, "You can't let me do everything disgusting, right?

I told you the truth about the Department of Mysteries. You and Dumbledore both think I am the most suitable person to tell you. I'll admit it, even if it's embarrassing!

This morning, I went to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix to steal paintings. This is the first time in my life that I've done such a tasteless thing, but out of guilt for you, I once again put my face on the line.

But asking me to cooperate with you to plant an undercover agent is too much, and I will never accept it. "

"Uh... calm down, calm down, professor, it's not too late to make a decision after you finish my explanation."

Hearing this, Snape sat down expressionlessly, picked up the teacup on the table and drank slowly, "I want to hear what you have to say. Explain."

"In fact, I understand your feelings and your difficulties." Aaron said slowly, "First he became a Death Eater and worked for Voldemort, but halfway through he turned to the light and joined the Order of the Phoenix..."

"Puff!"

Snape spit out a mouthful of tea and coughed several times before putting down the teacup, "Give me..."

"Please listen to me patiently first. If you disagree, I will get out."

Snape was interrupted by Aaron before he finished his curse, and could only express his anger with a murderous look.

"In other words, you are now a double agent." Aaron said admiringly, "You work hard for the Order of the Phoenix, but you also provide intelligence for Voldemort.

When Voldemort rushed to the Department of Mysteries, he said that his servant would buy him enough time. This servant should be you, right?"

"That's what Dumbledore meant." Snape said speechlessly, "He asked me to tell the Dark Lord that he would try his best to delay the Order of the Phoenix."

Aaron:......

"It seems that our headmaster is more shameless than I thought.

But let's get back to the point. Both Dumbledore and Voldemort trust you very much.

In a sense, you have carried forward the noble quality of Slytherin to protect himself, and you have mastered the spy."

"Haha! I'll take it as a compliment."

"You are a double agent, but if you help me today, you will be a triple agent.

You refused because you felt that I was insulting your self-esteem." Aaron analyzed patiently, but seeing Snape's dark face, he immediately added: "But don't worry, I am not asking you to be a spy, and I can also guarantee that I will not harm any interests of the Order of the Phoenix.

If you don't believe it, we can make a covenant."

"Alas!" Snape sighed, holding his forehead and shaking his head, "Sometimes I really don't know what to say to you."

"Isn't this all forced by you?" Aaron said depressedly, "The moral bottom line of the Order of the Phoenix has opened the door to a new world for me. If I don't want to be cheated, I have to make more preparations."

"Thank you for telling me so much, but..." Snape Aaron paused for a moment, "I'm sorry, I still can't help you with this."

Aaron was not surprised, he just said a name lightly, "Harry Potter."

Snape's expression changed slightly, "What do you want to say?"

"I can try my best to protect him once. Professor, you should know that it's two different things for me to protect him voluntarily and to be forced to protect him." Aaron said very easily, "I just need you to help cover him tonight. You don't need to pass on any information, and I won't harm any interests of the Order of the Phoenix. It's a one-time deal."

"One-time deal?" Snape rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You said it easily."

"Then let me change the question. Do you think Phineas will betray Dumbledore?"

"Ah this..."

Snape's face suddenly became extremely wonderful, and he was speechless for a while.

Phineas will betray Dumbledore? This is a complete joke, it's impossible.

Those who were hung in the headmaster's office by Dumbledore were all wizards who had dedicated their lives to Hogwarts. They had all sworn allegiance to the current headmaster of Hogwarts. It can be said that they were much more reliable than the Order of the Phoenix.

"I believe you have the answer, Professor.

A large part of the reason I went to Phineas was for personal matters. As for planting an undercover agent, you are just overthinking.

I just want some insignificant information, such as Dumbledore's schedule and who he met. I believe Phineas knows the importance.

Of course, if you still don't want to, just pretend I haven't been here today." Aaron stood up and turned to the door, "I just pity Harry Potter. I don't know how to cause trouble..."

"Wait."

Aaron turned around and slapped a piece of parchment on Professor Snape's desk, and quickly handed over a feather pen, "I have prepared the contract, just like I said just now. It's a one-time deal.

You sign in the lower right corner and it will take effect immediately. After you finish your work tonight, your mission will be completed. None of the three of us can leak the secret in any way."

Professor Snape's forehead had a few more black lines, and the hand holding the pen seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds. He trembled as he wrote his name on the parchment.

"The contract is done.

Believe me, professor, you will be very glad for your decision in the future."

"Get lost."

Snape pointed at the door with gritted teeth.

"Uh... the relationship has faded, and the tea is not finished yet!"

"Get out of here."

......

The Temple of the Gods.

Aaron placed the blank portrait in the morgue, facing the coffin of Sirius covered by the illusion.

As the night deepened, an old man appeared in the portrait.

"Welcome, Headmaster Phineas Nigellus Black." Aaron said politely.

"Where is this place?" Phineas looked at Aaron in confusion, "Are you Gaius's kid?

Oh, I see, you wanted to see me, and Snape was covering for you?"

"Yes, I spent a lot of effort to convince him." Aaron nodded, and asked curiously: "Excuse me, how did Professor Snape convince you to return this portrait in front of Dumbledore?"

"Humph! He didn't say anything, just sarcastic about the death of my great-grandson.

There was not a single curse word, but the words were so ugly that even Dumbledore couldn't persuade me. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I decided to avoid it first."

"Hiss!"

Aaron took a breath of cold air in surprise. He didn't expect Professor Snape to play like this.

"Why did you call me here?" Phineas asked, "Hasn't the Gaius family always stayed out of the affairs of the wizarding world?"

"Senior, the world has changed, and people's hearts are no longer the same!" Aaron cursed with a look of grief and indignation, as if he had suffered a great injustice. "You are in the principal's office, you should also understand what happened to me, Dumbledore is too dark."

"I don't deny that he did not do a very kind thing in this matter, but I also can't deny that he is a qualified leader with a great sense of the overall situation.

In addition, I am in a very bad mood, so you'd better speak frankly."

"Okay." Aaron calmed down and directly put forward his conditions, "I hope you can be a notary and transfer 90% of all the assets of the Black family to my name in three days."

"Are you crazy?" Phineas said in surprise, "Even if you are greedy for money, you can't be so greedy!

Wait, you are short of money? Are you kidding?

Compared with the Gaius family, the accumulation of the Black family is probably not even a drop in the bucket!"

"You also said that it was the Gaius family, not me.

My assets have been frozen since the day before yesterday. It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that I am penniless now, but I can definitely say that I am penniless.

And I have a lot of places to spend money, potions, alchemy, magic research, and I also raised a dragon that is edible...

In short, I have to find a way to get some money to deal with the hard days that I don't know when they will end, and the Phoenix Order that pushed me into the pit is undoubtedly is the best target. "

"Then you can't choose the Black family!"

"Your family is the richest, and everyone else is very poor.

You can't ask me to ask the Weasley family for money! I've been to their house, and even beggars have to leave two coins with tears. "

"But... this is unreasonable!" Phineas said speechlessly, "Even if the Black family's bloodline is cut off and the wealth is unmanaged, I can't give it to you just because you want it!"

"We'll talk about the wealth later." Aaron waved his hand indifferently, "There is one more thing you need to help me with. I need you to provide me with information about Dumbledore from time to time."

"That's impossible."

"I don't want intelligence. I just want to know where he went and who he met. That's all."

"That won't work either. For the sake of your last name, Gaius, I'll pretend I haven't been here today." Phineas refused sternly and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait!" Aaron hurriedly stopped him.

Just kidding, if he escapes, not only will the plan fail, but it will also easily alert Dumbledore.

What if the Temple of the Gods is exposed, how can he survive?

"No matter how much you say, there is no room for negotiation."

"What if Sirius is not dead?"

"What?" Finias paused for a moment, turned his head and looked at Aaron, "My great-grandson is still alive? But Dumbledore and Harry Potter said..."

Snap!

Aaron snapped his fingers and removed the illusion on the ice coffin.

"What they saw may not be the truth. I pulled his soul out of his body the moment before he was hit by the Killing Curse.

In other words, his body is dead, but his soul is not affected at all.

This situation is feasible enough. If we spend more time to remove the magic of the Killing Curse, he may be resurrected."

While speaking, Sirius's soul stood next to Aaron, but he didn't like his great-great-grandfather at all. "I really didn't expect to meet you in this way."

"I, I didn't expect it either." Phineas said excitedly. Sirius was not dead yet, which meant that the Black family bloodline was not broken. Nothing could make him happier than this.

"Phineas, I think we can talk about my conditions now."

"I agree." Phineas said straightforwardly.

"It's great."

"Wait, great-great-grandfather, aren't you being too careless?" Sirius said in surprise, "I've never seen you care about me so much before!"

"Stupid, who cares about you? I care about the bloodline of the Black family." Phineas said unhappily, "If you die, the Black family will be finished. No matter how much wealth is accumulated, it will only benefit those greedy goblins in Gringotts."