Chapter 1465

He suddenly felt like a third party in someone else's relationship.

Although he still wasn't sure if Voldemort and Bellatrix were actually dating.

Maybe they just had sex? Darren thought silently.

At this moment, Snape interrupted his contemplation.

"Tomorrow, you will return to Slytherin for class. Slytherin has not given up on you because of your abandonment..."

Darren looked at him coldly...

"Kill me!"

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

Snape was silent for a while.

He continued, "The Sorting Ceremony has passed, you have been promoted to the seventh year, you should understand your..."

"Kill me!"

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

Snape was silent.

He changed the subject again.

"You have no magic, so just listen in class.

I advise you not to talk back to the teachers, they won't be like me to you."

Mercy.

"So if I talk back, they will kill me?"

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

Snape's chest heaved twice.

Then he calmed down.

He said with empty eyes, "The Dark Lord has requirements, he won't let you die!"

"I know, using me as bait, do I still need to thank you? Do you think I will beg you like Dumbledore?

Severus, please..."

【Ding, Saint Father Value +100】

Snape's face was livid as he raised his hand. Darren thought he might get hit.

But Snape put his hand down.

"I advise you to be honest, otherwise you will be the one suffering!"

Darren was silent.

Also.

It wouldn't be good if he really got slapped.

Those who know the times are heroes.

He was here to live his life, not to get beaten up.

Even if he got beaten up, he needed Saint Father Value. What was the point of only Snape giving him Saint Father Value? It wasn't enough for his disguised Saint Father Value.

He would have to pay extra.

So he closed his eyes, making it look like he didn't want to talk to Snape anymore.

Snape stood beside him without saying a word.

Which made Darren feel extremely awkward.

At this moment, a faint fragrance came from the air.

Darren took a gentle breath.

Then he was speechless.

This Draught of Living Death could even be turned into a gas, and could even have a scent? This was truly a Snape-style hypnotic method.

Of course.

On the surface, he still showed a mocking expression.

He said softly, "Besides the Draught of Living Death, you added a scent... to disguise what poison you added on one side... truly a Potions Master..."

His voice became lighter and lighter.

Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore, and he closed his eyes.

Snape stood beside him, silent for a long time...