Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 374
Crouch grinned cheerfully, but said nothing.

The little black man waited for a while, and then slowly asked, "Where is it?"

"Are you curious?" Crouch asked meaningfully.

Snape's voice was dry, and after a while, he answered definitely, "Of course."

Crouch didn't hesitate, and said straightforwardly: "On the eighth floor, you'll find a huge portrait of a group of trolls dressed in ballerinas, holding big sticks, beating up a wizard."

"Walk past him three times back and forth, keeping in mind your inner needs."

"The Room of Requirement will be open for you."

"One of my father's Horcruxes was stored there."

Snape's voice was cold: "I really should thank you for trusting me so much, tell me the news now."

Crouch didn't seem to recognize Snape's ambiguity, and responded very gently: "You're welcome, Severus, you are now my best and only friend."

"Then why did you make me the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Snape asked.

Crouch shook his head: "Test your loyalty."

"Loyalty?" Snape repeated the word.

Crouch tilted his head, looked at the black villain, and said meaningfully: "Severus, these are the biggest secrets of me and the master, and now I trust you so much that I will tell you all this. "

The little black man didn't speak.

After a while, Snape's voice came out again: "Is there anything else I can do?"

"It would be best if you could let me out." Crouch said with a sincere look.

Snape sneered again: "Give up this ridiculous idea."

He paused: "If given the chance, I would do it."

Crouch sighed: "And the dose of the potion could be smaller."

"Both Potter and Dumbledore are good at potions." Snape interrupted him, "I can hide this kind of potion, which is already the limit."

"What about the man hiding in the school? Do you need me to help him escape?"

Crouch responded, "Don't worry about him, Severus."

"That person has been controlled by me with potions and the Imperius Curse. He is probably in the hands of Wild Hunt now, and he may be dead."

Snape said in a low voice, "Really?"

"Time is up."

"There are other things, let's talk about it next time."

The potion failed, and the black figure softened into a piece of transparent water.

Crouch stared at it and spat out a number: "6."

After the potion took effect, and the little black man showed up, he began to count the time silently in his mind. The effect of 10 minutes was no more, no less.

in the principal's office.

Snape sat back and said calmly, "Good news."

"It's not in vain for us to work so hard, Crouch finally has more trust in me."

"According to him, Voldemort still has two Horcruxes left, one is Nagini and the other is the big snake."

"One, as you have guessed before, is Ravenclaw's diadem."

Dumbledore asked him, "Where is it?"

"Pohari is right." Snape couldn't help but glance at Harry, his voice was a bit stagnant, "Potter guessed that there was a Horcrux hidden in the castle, but it's not there now, and now it's in the hands of the Wild Hunt."

Geralt's face became serious: "Wild Hunt."

"It seems we have to find a way to find them." Dumbledore whispered.

Harry asked, "Where did you hide in the castle before?"

"Eighth floor, Room of Response." Snape said succinctly, "There is a portrait of a troll, think about your own needs, and walk back and forth three times, you can open it."

Dumbledore suddenly asked: "Is that so?"

Harry glanced at him.

"Last year, when I woke up one night, the bathroom on the eighth floor was used by students." Dumbledore continued patiently, "When I was in a hurry to find a bathroom, I passed by there a few times, and suddenly found a clean, A tidy bathroom, but I wanted to use it again the next day, but I couldn't find it."

"And Sybil, she kept saying that she lost several bottles of sherry wine and hid them on the eighth floor, but she never found them again."

"It looks like she's hiding in the Room of Requirement."

Harry didn't speak, his hands were intertwined and moved irregularly.

"If you want to go, go and have a look." Snape read his inner thoughts and said bluntly.

Harry shook his head hesitantly: "Professor Snape, do you think he really trusts you?"

"Crouch will only trust one person, and that is his father." Snape said, his voice was as cold as a poisonous snake spit out a letter, "I don't think he will trust me just by sending a letter."

Harry nodded: "I'm worried about that too."

"Wild Hunt is not a soft-hearted guy. They also have magic for the soul."

"Handing over a piece of weak soul is better than handing him over to you, Professor Snape."

Snape "haha" laughed emotionlessly twice.

"Maybe the castle is still crowned." Harry said his guess, "It's just that there is a secret passage that can go in and out. If we go through, it can leave with the person in the castle."

"This way Professor Snape will be exposed."

Snape looked at Dumbledore without saying a word.

"I think it could be that Severus wanted to go to the eighth floor many times, but was discovered by Harry." Dumbledore thought about it, and made a note, "In this way, we can find the Room of Requirement logically."

Snape opened his mouth, hesitant to speak.

this stupid thing
"Albus, thank you for your opinion." Snape looked at Dumbledore's empty hands, "Are you so impatient to use what I gave you?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "Severus, this is the best way."

"Yeah, make me a fool." Snape nodded, and the words he spit out were like thorns.

Not long after he sat down, he stood up again, looked coldly at Dumbledore, then at Harry: "I'm going to prepare to be a fool now, Albus, maybe you can give me some advice .”

This kind of preparation was not for Crouch to see.

It is to stay in the mind and store the memory well.

Memories can be faked, but for any master of Legilimency, no fake memory can hide from their eyes.

That night.

Snape cast the Disillusionment Charm for himself, walked up to the portrait of the troll on the eighth floor, walked back and forth three times in front of the portrait according to what Crouch had said, and a door appeared on the wall of the subject of the portrait.

He was about to reach out and grab the doorknob.

"Professor Snape, what are you doing here?" Harry's voice came from behind him, making him freeze.

He held his breath and remained motionless, disguising himself as a sheet of air.

The profound illusion spell made him completely merge with the environment.

(End of this chapter)