Vol 2 Chapter 1199:

"Shut up, Tafer, don't always talk about your old lover," Bellatrix was obviously a little impatient. For Tafer, Bellatrix was absolutely disgusted in his heart.
Tafer is very mindful. Strictly speaking, this is considered an old friend. However, the difference between the two is that Tafer can rejoin the Ministry of Magic and is trusted by Fudge, while Bellatrix No way.
As Voldemort’s diehard, Bella could only go to Azkaban and stay for more than ten years. She was tortured and turned from the goddess of Hogwarts to the worst in the impression. Look like.
"Shut up, Bella, I didn't ask you to come here to make you fight." Snape interrupted coldly.
Tafer kept laughing again, seemingly accustomed to Bella's slander.
"By the way, where is this, dear?" Tafer walked to Malfoy. "My time in Hogwarts is very short, and many interesting places have not yet been fully explored... It's a shame. Now, as the most famous cradle in the magic world, here is the ability to walk out of a wizard with unique talents like Miss Black, of course, and our greatest..."
Draco was a little uncomfortable.
In fact, as time passed, the joy of success disappeared from Draco's face.
Get the Death Eaters in from outside the school, complete the Dark Lord's quest, and finally kill...Dumbledore?
So few people can really accomplish such a task?
Draco was a little unsure, in fact, he was a little resistant.
No matter how Draco slandered Dumbledore in the past, it's awe-inspiring to see Dumbledore's name alone.
"House of all requests," Malfoy said, "I hide the vanishing cabinet here."
"This is the House of All Requests? According to rumors, the house where the magic is cast only appears when someone needs it."
"Yes..." Malfoy nodded, and Bella looked at Tafer with a nasty expression.
This woman is really unlikable.
She was too jumpy, and the degree of perversion in her heart was not much worse than Umbridge.
"Perfect plan, no one can find out right here?"
"Yes...I think it should be..." Malfoy said.
"So, what about another thing the Dark Lord confessed, dear, you put him again..."
"This is not something you should take care of, Tarfer!" Snape said, "Your nonsense is too much. If you delay the task assigned by the Dark Lord, I think this kind of consequence is everyone's unacceptable."
"Oh, of course, of course..." Tafer licked his lips. "Kill Dumbledore. Just thinking about it makes people feel swollen. Maybe I can try Dumbledore’s blood. Come and feel the difference between the greatest white wizard and ordinary people."
With that said, Fanlin clearly saw Tafer's image began to change, her figure began to rise, roughly parallel to Snape, but the most significant thing was the two pointed fangs in her mouth. .
The burgundy pupils made Fanlin recognize who Tafer was at a glance.
This scene looks a little strange.
Several dark wizards, a werewolf known as Fenrir, and a vampire who looked very coquettish.
It must be admitted that the images of these vampires are still very beautiful, and there is a different kind of charm. This comes from the spiritual talent of the vampire itself, which affects the people around all the time.
No wonder the Holy See and the vampires are endlessly dying. This is indeed against the teachings of the Holy See.
A sweet smell spread, and Fanlin twitched his nose twice unconsciously.
"Put away your sorrow, remember, this is a reward from the Dark Lord, but this does not mean..."
Fanlin didn't hear the words very clearly, and a feeling of dizziness made Fanlin feel a little flustered.
Vampires are blood poisonous, which is necessary to transform ordinary people into vampires, but it doesn't feel so bad for a prince-level vampire like Rutherford.
Blood poisoning outside?
Fanlin quickly closed off his senses, and after a while, Fanlin fully recovered.
...
"By the way, Professor Snape, in fact, I always have a question I want to ask."
After recovering, Tafer stretched his body to the full.
"What's the matter?" Professor Snape frowned.
"Of course, I just need to be sure. After all, our contact time is not strictly speaking..." Tafer said, "You know, as a young woman, I always need to determine all the conditions... "
"What do you want to ask?"
"For example, Albus Dumbledore was injured..." Tafer said with a grin. "Actually, it's hard to understand. I mean, after all, Dumbledore is very strong, even if the Dark Lord himself... We are all clear about the results of the war. I don't understand what else can hurt Albus Dumbledore."
Speaking of this, everyone's eyes hit Snape's body.
This is the task assigned to them by the Dark Lord, but killing Dumbledore is not a confident thing. Even the current Dark Lord is dedicated to death, or in other words, devouring Voldemort after assimilating an evil god. Fanlin didn't think Voldemort would be sure to keep Dumbledore forever.
"He was injured," Snape said. "Although he didn't tell me what the cause was, I have been responsible for the treatment of his injury."
"You are in charge of the treatment?" Tafer's eyes widened. "There is no reason for the injury, and it needs the assistance of others~EbookFREE.me~It's hard to imagine...Sorry, I mean, this is the same as what I heard That name is different."
"It's no different, Miss Tafer." Snape sneered. "Dumbledore is just a wizard, and he is very old, and he refuses Nicholas Lemay's elixir, even if we don't do it. , While his body is deteriorating..."
"Sorry, Professor Snape, I have to interrupt you." Tarfer squinted. "It seems you know Dumbledore well. This really surprised me. I thought Dumbledore. It’s the kind of dictatorial person who hides everything and weaknesses."
"Yes, of course he would." Snape snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Tarvel's doubts.
"But he is so old that he can't even control his magic well."
"Can you talk about his condition?" Tafer asked persistently.
"Magic runaway." Snape looked at everyone coldly, "This is what I want to remind you, Dumbledore's state is very unstable now, maybe he will miss us and kill us in an instant. One or several people, of course, may not be able to release the simplest magic."
"This……"
In an instant, the room quieted down.
"This is the opportunity you are talking about... Hook nose?" Fenrir Greyback said first.
"No one... can call me that!" Snape said with a sullen face, and then, with a move of his hand hidden in his sleeve, a force of great force lifted Greyback out. .
Fanlin rushed over, and Fenrir installed a pile of dilapidated tables and chairs on the hill. It was a little close to him. Fanlin was not sure that Fenrir would find him.