HP in the name of Slytherin

Severus told Sirius a lot, and Sirius followed Sirius and listened a lot.

Finally, they stopped on a dry island deep in a swampy lake.

It was a clear night.

There was a lonely altar on the dry island, and neither Severus nor Sirius stood on it.

Sirius felt something and asked Severus: "You told me so much on the way... do you want me to do anything, Severus?"

"Not many, Sirius," Severus smiled coldly, "There is one last thing I haven't told you yet."

Both Sirius and Sirius realized that Severus had been laying the groundwork for so long and had the kindness to bring Sirius all the way here, probably just for this moment.

"I found out that your ancestor once signed a contract with Salazar, promising to be loyal to Hogwarts and Slytherin forever through blood." Severus looked deeply at Sirius, "I think you have not betrayed Hogwarts."

Sirius didn't hesitate for a moment: "Of course not."

"No matter what happens, you just need to enter the veil..." Severus suddenly grabbed Sirius' wrist tightly, so hard that his nails dug into his skin, "Promise me."

Sirius understood, and allowed a trace of cold liquid to flow into Severus's fingertips, "You want me to guide Catherine here?"

"It's hopeless here," Severus suddenly nodded, shook his head and muttered, "It's too late!"

He grabbed Sirius and walked up to the altar together, but it was a teleportation array. Sirius already knew how to use ripples during this time, and he immediately recalled Sirius and Severus crazily.

The next second, Sirius, who was being choked by Voldemort, and Severus, who was standing to one side with his head bowed, appeared in the ripples.

The location was very familiar to Sirius, the basement of the Department of Mysteries, and the curtain emitting a strange mist was behind it.

The black-haired wizard's posture was also very familiar to Sirius and Sirius...the posture of a puppet.

"You are very good, Severus," Voldemort laughed openly, "I will reward you, and you will get what you want!"

Sirius's face was already blue and he couldn't lift his hands. Only his fingertips occasionally twitched to show that he was still alive.

Severus lowered his head obediently, and his voice was no longer as cold as before: "Your presence is the best reward for me, my master."

Voldemort seemed to enjoy the pleasure of teasing Sirius. He did not kill Sirius immediately, even though the curtain that might threaten him was in front of him.

Standing behind him were all his confidants, and Sirius saw Old Malfoy, Bella... and several wizards who had run in front when they rushed into Hogwarts.

Because of his words, Bella came closer impatiently, without looking at Sirius, and just said to Voldemort in a sticky voice: "My master, are you going to kill him now? The prophecy this boy made, I Worry……"

Before Bella could finish her words, she was choked in her throat by Voldemort's light glance.

"If you can lure that woman here just by being loyal to Slytherin, then Regulus and the others shouldn't have no reaction at all when they go in," Old Malfoy said slowly, "My master, I think this little wizard has some skills. Things may not have been made clear.”

Severus lowered his head numbly, seemingly not hearing the other people's questions about him.

Voldemort said with a wicked smile: "Because of the prophecy you brought, I asked people from several families to go in and try. Unfortunately, they couldn't bring my legendary ancestor here."

Sirius clenched his fists in anger, he could already hear the difference in Severus' words.

He told Voldemort that he needed to be loyal to Slytherin.

But when asked Sirius, he said loyalty to Hogwarts and Slytherin!

How could someone who has been controlled by Voldemort, or even someone who personally participated in the destruction of Hogwarts, still be loyal to Hogwarts?

...Those who went in, Regulus and the others, may have already...

Severus said unhurriedly: "My master, I think you who are familiar with ancient magic books must have heard of a theory: people's names are magical."

A thoughtful look appeared on Voldemort's face, which was as rough and rugged as devil's ivy. He said "hmm" to signal Severus to continue.

"His name," Severus pointed at Sirius, "Sirius Black, also means Sirius in the night sky. You know, Sirius is the brightest star in the night, and some people use it to identify direction."

In response to Severus' wonderful answer, it was Voldemort's sudden "heart-breaking" attack.

Severus gasped and bent down, trying his best to maintain a respectful posture, instead of falling to the ground and rolling like many people who were attacked by Crucio.

This actually caused Voldemort to terminate the magic after more than ten seconds.

"You amaze me every time we meet, Severus." Voldemort used his wand to lift Severus' chin and looked into his dark eyes. "After escaping from the Dark Mark, you came to me and told me that He even offered this prophecy to help me find the Sirius star despite the flaws in the magic mark... Tell me, what do you want?"

Severus gasped weakly and said with a smile: "Fame, fortune and status, my master, you know, this is what I have always longed for...always...wanted..."

Voldemort stared deeply at the black-haired wizard who showed no resistance at all. All his memories had already been read back and forth by Voldemort.

A smart wizard who is similar but not similar to him.

After a while, Voldemort put down his wand and said, "A wise man will always get what he wants."

Severus stood obediently again, and the next second, a loud "rumbling" sound suddenly came from the house.

Voldemort subconsciously looked towards the place where the sound came from, but Severus took this opportunity to snatch Sirius away from him.

"Please, Sirius!"

He didn't know what kind of magic he used, which instantly made the pale-faced Sirius wake up with a rosy complexion. At the same time, with the blessing of wandless magic, he actually threw Sirius into the curtain.

Almost at the same time, the same spell appeared in several directions: "Avada Kedavra!"

The black-haired wizard stood in front of the curtain, and several rays of green light hit him. I don't know if it was the strange light, the strange fog, or something else. Severus' originally pale face turned as purple as Sirius just now, and in the blink of an eye he Suddenly, he fell.

The body exploded as lightly as a balloon, and what flew around was not flesh and blood, but unknown silver-green smoke.

"What's wrong with my magic..."

"Don't get touched by these things!"

"Go back!"

"Owner!"

The roof that had been blasted open by the shells let the moonlight shine down.

Today is a rare sunny day.

Even if there are Muggle planes in the sky, even if the place is completely engulfed by a huge explosion the next moment.

It doesn't matter, the last thing Severus saw was the bright silver moon and the brilliant Sirius not far away.

This world is hopeless...

But this is his world.

With wizards like them cooperating with Muggles to fight against Voldemort, this small group of wizards would not be expelled from the world.

If possible... I really hope wizards can continue to exist...

And there must be a better future on the branch that Sirius attracted Catherine to.