Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts.

Chapter 89 When did I betray the Dark Lord?
His words and actions terrified the thugs around him.

The group of dark wizards, who were all much older and more experienced than the young man, looked at each other in bewilderment.

They all assumed that the young man would at most teach the Director of Magic a lesson and humiliate him, after all, the other party was his biological father and had rescued him from prison.

However, they were all clearly wrong.

They underestimated the madness and ruthlessness of this loyal follower of the Dark Lord!

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The Unforgivable Curse, which directly affects the soul, was so easily used from the young man's wand!
Old Barty writhed on the ground in agony, as if his bones were being burned by fire!

"In these past five years, do you remember how many Soul-Stealing Curses you've cast on me, Father!"

The young man was laughing loudly; he was laughing heartily and unrestrainedly.

“I remember! I’ve memorized every single spell you cast! I’ve been waiting for this day! I’ve been waiting all along! I will return it all to you! All of it to you!”

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

"what!!!"

The intense pain even caused Old Barty to break free of the spell that had been cast on him. He screamed and rolled and twisted on the ground as if he had been thrown into a cauldron of boiling oil in purgatory.

"Do you know how much I've been looking forward to this moment ever since you swapped my mom for me?!"

Do you know how much pain your ignorance and stubbornness cause me?!

"You taught me from a young age to be worthy of the Crouch family's honor and to be proud of my bloodline!"

“I did exactly as you said! I followed my master, and I firmly support the rule of pure-bloods! I hate those bastards and mudbloods! And yet you say I’m wrong!”

"Do you know how desperate I felt when I pleaded with you in court and saw that you didn't even see me as your son!"

"You don't understand anything! You don't care about Mom or me! You only care about yourself!!"

"Extremely painful!!!"

Old Barty had stopped struggling. His whole body was convulsing, drool was dripping from his mouth, and his eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling. Apart from his still rising and falling chest, he was as if he were dead and could no longer make a sound.

After another Cruciatus Curse was cast, the entire room became extremely quiet.

Even the most notorious villains were now completely silent.

They had seen such scenes before; the Cruciatus Curse was nothing new to dark wizards. What truly unsettled and unsettled them was that someone would actually use such a curse on their own loved ones!

"It's time to give you a quick death," the young man said, panting and laughing.

He raised his wand again and recited the spell that had no undoing and could so easily take a life!

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light flashed at the tip of the wand, just before the deadly spell was cast.

Old Barty, who was lying on the ground, was suddenly affected by some kind of magic and floated up, gliding rapidly in one direction!
The killing curse ultimately landed on the floor, leaving behind a charred, black void.

"Who is it!" The young man turned sharply toward the stairs, and the thugs behind him all drew their wands again!

A tall, slender figure slowly walked up the stairs.

As he climbed the stairs, the lights that had been off gradually began to come on.

When the bright light shone on him, everyone present saw who it was!

"Long time no see, Barty Crouch. I thought you were long dead in prison."

The newcomer spoke insincere lies that only a certain ghost could discern and scorn, and greeted young Barty Crouch Jr.

"Severus Snape!"

The person who exclaimed in surprise was Grayback. He had just fought with Severus at noon that day and was being chased around by the Shadowless Blade. To his shock, he saw the traitor again at Crouch's house that evening.

Barty Jr. met Snape's eyes, and the maniacal smile on his face vanished, replaced by a sinister look in his eyes.

"It's Snape. It's been a long time. I've heard you've made quite a name for yourself in the wizarding world recently."

Severus saw the ill intent on his face, but he simply stepped onto the last step, leaned against the handrail, and raised an eyebrow.

"That certainly can't compare to you, junior. You make a big splash every time you make a move. You're the first criminal in magical history to escape Azkaban, and a villain who wants to kill his own father. If such a reputation gets out, the entire magical world will be talking about your name."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and looked at Graybury, who was staring at him with his wolf eyes.

"How did you end up associating with such trash? He can't even get the Dark Mark, he's just a carrion-eating beast. And you still need to use the Dark Lord's name to get him to do things for you?"

Greyback growled angrily, arching his back and opening his claws as if he could pounce out at any moment and tear Severus to shreds.

Barty waved to the person behind him, calming the agitated Graybury down.

He looked intently at Severus, a stark contrast to how he treated the dregs and trash around him who weren't even core Death Eaters.

Clearly, he regarded Severus, who was standing before him, as an equal.

"I think the Dark Lord might forgive your expedient act of siding with Dumbledore, but he cannot forgive true betrayal."

Barty Jr.'s voice was cold; he clearly had serious doubts about what Severus had said in court, and he hadn't fully believed what Graybuck had reported to him.

He wanted to hear Severus's own words, to know exactly what stance the man before him was on!
When Barty Jr. said those words, Snape, the ghost inside Severus's body, also perked up.

Even he was puzzled and curious about how Severus should deal with his identity among the Death Eaters.

Dumbledore and Ghost Snape always believed that Voldemort was not truly dead and would return sooner or later. Severus was the same; he had long ago foreseen Voldemort's future return.

Now that he's causing such a stir in the wizarding world and making a big splash, saying he's going to repent in front of all the wizards, what will he do when Voldemort really comes back?
Isn't he afraid of facing retaliation in the future?

Facing the gazes of Little Barty and the ghost within his body, Severus merely chuckled and said calmly.

"When did I betray the Dark Lord?"

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