Chapter 1570

"You should have told me!"

"Yes, yes, you must kill me when the time comes, and unless it is absolutely unavoidable, you must never let them know the truth…"

"Darren Potter will hate me to death, he will kill me, he can never know the truth!"

Snape said, choking back a sob.

Dumbledore looked at his face and said softly: "Do you still not understand? Why I chose you?

He loves you, he treats you like a father… he cannot bear to kill you, listen to me, he will not lay a hand on you…"

"But do you know how painful this will be for him?"

Snape looked at Dumbledore with fury.

Dumbledore lowered his head.

He said softly: "This is necessary. If we want them to survive, this is necessary. Every link must continue."

Snape looked into Dumbledore's eyes.

For a long time.

He finally nodded.

"What are you preparing to have him do?"

"That is a matter between me and them, Severus, do not interrupt me…

When the time comes, when Voldemort is worried that someone will kill Nagini and protects her, that is when you tell Harry about this."

"Tell him what?"

"Tell him that on the night Voldemort tried to kill him.

After Voldemort was hit by the rebound of Lily's curse, a piece of his soul landed in Harry's scar…"

"Don't interrupt me, I know you are aware of it, but you have not realized the severity of the problem.

I once discussed it with Darren: the reason Harry can connect to Voldemort's thoughts is because Harry has become one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

As long as he lives, Voldemort can never die!"

"That, that boy must die? Does Darren know?"

Snape asked calmly.

Dumbledore sighed softly: "After we discussed it, Darren let me erase his memory, but he will remember it after he finds out about this, he has his own arrangements.

As for Harry, it must be done by Voldemort himself, do you hear me clearly? It must be Voldemort himself."

A long silence.

Snape said softly: "I thought, I thought all these years of your kindness to him, your protection of him, was for Lily… for Potter…"

"All these years of tempering him were to make him better able to face all this, to make his connection with Voldemort tighter, to make him able to go to his death more bravely…"

Dumbledore kept his eyes closed.

"Your protection of him was just to let him go to his death at the right time?" Snape said in horror.

He stood up.

He looked at Dumbledore.

The old man did not open his eyes at this moment.

But Snape no longer cared.

He said, seemingly wanting to laugh: "Dumbledore, you used me. There is no soul in Darren Potter.

If, if you had told me earlier, told me earlier that there was a soul in Harry Potter, he would be raised like a pig.

I would have taken Darren and left long ago…

I acted as a spy for you, I disregarded the danger to my life for you, I distanced myself from my own child for you.

I did these things for you… only to get in return your idea to let Harry Potter go to his death…"

"Yes, don't look at me like that, Darren Potter is my child, he is my bloodline… at the very least, he possesses my bloodline.

I distanced myself from my own child just to keep both of Lily's children safe… but you?

Dumbledore, what about you!"

"You… that child possesses your bloodline?

This is truly an incredible thing… I think I have more guesses about Darren's origins now.

But Severus, you are so concerned about Harry, is it because you finally like him?"

"Like him?"

Snape waved his wand.

A doe rushed out.

But that doe had undergone some changes.

It began to have the tail of a Azure Dragon.

"Is that enough!"

Snape shouted in anger.

Dumbledore watched his Patronus disappear, his eyes brimming with tears.

The scene shifted.

It was Snape talking to Dumbledore's portrait.

"What do I do next?"

"You must tell Voldemort the exact date Harry and the others leave his aunt and uncle's house.

You must make Voldemort believe you are very loyal, try your best to have someone suggest the decoy idea…

Darren should come up with a better idea, for example, he comes to replace Harry!

The person who suggests the idea will be Mundungus, Darren will certainly not adopt his idea, he will have a better way."

Snape roared with a livid face: "Are you not afraid he will kill Darren?"

"No, he won't, Voldemort will never kill Darren, this is the answer I got a while before I died.

I think Voldemort will tell you the reason himself."

The scene shifted.

Snape was drinking with Mundungus.

Mundungus's eyes were dull, he was copying every word Snape said, word for word.

The scene shifted again.

This time, Snape was riding a broom, he held his wand, pretending to chase Darren, and a Death Eater rushed out.

He seemed to be about to cast a spell at Darren.

Snape cast Sectumsempra at the Death Eater's back.

The Death Eater fell down.

Snape watched with red eyes as Darren was captured. But in the blink of an eye, he became expressionless.

The scene vanished.

This time.

Snape was next to Sirius.

Sirius had been Confunded, he brought Snape into Grimmauld Place.

Snape found the letter Lily had once written to Sirius, he instructed Sirius that he must give this letter to Harry and the others.

Then he took away Lily's photo.

He knelt on the ground and cried until the middle of the night.

Then he came out of Sirius's room in the middle of the night and stood guard outside Darren's room for a long time.

Immediately after.

The scene changed again.

It was Phineas's portrait talking to Snape.

"Headmaster, Darren hasn't eaten today, he didn't eat yesterday, he didn't eat the day before either… he hasn't eaten at all, he has already fallen into a coma…"

Snape clenched his fists.

He rushed to Darren's dormitory.

He kicked open the door and saw at a glance the skin-and-bones, unconscious Darren.

He was almost driven mad with rage.

But he could do nothing.