Chapter 315: Spider's Tail (2 in 1)

Spider's Tail is a street in the suburbs of Cokworth, next to a tall and old chimney.
Cockworth was once the largest industrial town in Leedsshire. The coking coal of the entire northern England was made from here and then transported to various places. The surrounding roadways were once full of small houses for workers.
But now, black smoke no longer comes out from the chimney; red-brown sewage is no longer discharged from the water pipe; although the air quality is still quite bad, the river water is still black...
The huge chimney hasn't worked for many years, and the surrounding area is covered with moss... Except for the murmur of the black river, there is dead silence on all sides, and there is almost no sign of life.
Occasionally I can hear foxes squeaking like babies, as if mourning that this town, which symbolized the industrial revolution era, has completely died.
...
A slender figure wearing a cloak and a hood walked to the side of the old chimney while looking around.
Is a woman.
She seems to be quite young, but her skin is well maintained, and she should be used to living a pampered life; judging from the gold and silver jewelry on her body, she comes from a fairly wealthy family.
Such a woman shouldn't appear in such a messy place as Cokworth. Although the thieves in the laneway should welcome her to appear.
The woman moved very carefully, looking behind her from time to time, as if she was worried about someone following her...
"Is it here?" She stopped and began to look at an old house in front of her.
This old house seems to have been abandoned for decades, and the handles on the door are beginning to rust... The woman lowered her head and glanced down, then shook her head slightly.
"No, I have to keep going!" she said to herself.
As she walked away quickly, she glanced at the name "Evans" written on the doorplate.
This is a somewhat familiar surname, but she won’t be able to remember who it is for a while... But she can be sure that there is definitely no Evans family among the 28 holy purebloods; it may be she Which classmate was from Hogwarts, but it is too long to remember.
It was completely dark, and she quickly passed through an alley between the houses and turned into another almost identical street. No people can be seen in the two alleys, and the street lights are basically broken.
The witch took the wand out of her pocket and muttered softly:
"Lumos!"
After illuminating the way forward, she moved on.
The tall mill chimney stood in the sky like a huge finger raised in warning.
She walked past dilapidated windows nailed with wooden boards, and her footsteps on the cobblestones echoed. She came to the last house, and a dim light leaked from the curtain in the room below.
"It should be here?" She looked down at the map and said to herself.
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Narcissa Malfoy knocked on the door lightly, then stood outside the door and waited, panting slightly, sniffing the smell of the sewage river blown by the evening wind.
She lifted the hood behind her head, her face was very pale, her long golden hair draped randomly behind her back... She looked embarrassed.
To be honest, Narcissa has lived in this world for nearly forty years and has never been so at a loss... Her husband was imprisoned in Azkaban, her sister was imprisoned in Azkaban, and her son was even more imprisoned. Assigned a terrible task by the Dark Lord...
It can be said that all of her relatives are in an extremely dangerous situation...except for an older sister who married a Mudblood and never contacted her again; and a cousin who was a dog for Dumbledore .
She had no choice but to save her poor and innocent son... She had no choice but to travel far and wide to come to Spider's End Alley for help.
"He used to be Lucius' most trusted friend..." Narcissa said to herself: "I hope he can help Draco..."
Her face was already full of tears.
There was movement behind the door, and then the door was opened by a crack. A man looked at them, with long black hair draped on both sides like curtains, and in the middle was a huge hooked nose, and a pair of jet black that was not bottomless. s eyes.
"Oh, Narcissa?" The man looked slightly surprised: "It's nice to meet you!"
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He came from the bottom of his heart, because he did look very happy.
Severus Snape said calmly, "I didn't expect you to come to me alone... You know what I mean, my house is messy and remote."
Narcissa Malfoy deeply agreed with this, especially after she met the malicious Muggles along the way.
But she did not dare to use spells to educate them, afraid of being discovered by the Aurors, and then sent her to Azkaban to accompany her sister and husband.
"Severus?" Narcissa asked nervously, "Can I talk to you?"
"Of course, there is plenty of time, my friend!" Snape smiled, stepped back and let her into the house.
"Are you the only one living here?" Narcissa walked into a small living room, which felt like a dark cell; the walls were surrounded by books, most of which were old black Or a brown leather cover; a candle-lit lamp dropped from the ceiling, casting a dim light.
Following Severus Snape's instructions, Narcissa sat on the slightly musty sofa.
"I'm the only one." Snape nodded calmly: "I have dedicated all my life to the cause of the Dark Lord for more than 30 years."
While talking, he also sat down and waved his wand at the same time. A glass of blood red wine flew in front of Narcissa, and the other glass came to Snape's side.
"For the Dark Lord." He raised the glass and drank it.
"For the Dark Lord." Narcissa said absent-mindedly, and she also took a few sips when she picked it up.
Snape waved his wand again and filled her glass again.
"Severus--" The witch looked unbearable, and she said pleadingly: "I'm so sorry to disturb you, but I can't think of any other way. You must help Draco, save him... …"
Severus Snape raised a finger calmly, beckoning her to stop speaking.
...
"First of all, Draco is already our partner." Snape said gently.
"He is not an adult yet, he is just a child..." Narcissa couldn't help but argue.
"But this does not change the fact that he is our partner!" Snape didn't care about Narcissa's interruption, and continued: "Secondly, I know the Dark Lord's plan, know every detail of it, and know Draco. Mission."
"You know?" Narcissa was stunned. "The Dark Lord obviously... just told Draco of his mission..."
"And his most loyal servant!" Snape smiled mysteriously, then took the wine glass and drank the blood red wine inside.
"I heard...The Dark Lord doesn't trust anyone anymore...especially after the Battle of the Department of Mysteries...after Lucius and Bella were imprisoned in Azkaban..." Narcissa stammered Said.
"But he trusts people who are loyal to him." Snape's expression looked relaxed:
"Although the First Battle of the Department of Mysteries was defeated, it also allowed the Dark Lord to see who was the servant who was truly loyal to him and who was the traitor... Unfortunately, the Dark Lord made a small mistake before. !"
"That Auror?" Narcissa's face changed suddenly.
"Yes, Alastor Moody, or Barty Crouch Jr.... We don't know who is his true identity!" Snape said with a serious face, "Dumbledore should give He dropped the bag, just don’t know when he did it..."
"Then before the battle of the Department of Mysteries, why didn't you..."
"Dumbledore's plans for him are always tight-lipped. No one can see through his mind... He is a great wizard!" When Narcissa Malfoy's face was a bit wrong, Snape Added another sentence: "I think the Dark Lord thinks so too."
"I belong to Dumbledore's more trusted subordinates, so I noticed a little bit of trouble at the time, although I don't know it deeply." Snape said, "Two days before the battle of the Department of Mysteries, I risked my death and left. Hogwarts, went to Malfoy Manor, I think you should remember!"
"That's right!" Narcissa was stunned, and then nodded quickly: "I was the one who took you to see the Dark Lord."
"I warned the Dark Lord and told him that the members of the Order of the Phoenix seemed to be moving... and they seemed to be brewing some plan; although I don't know the specifics, it feels dangerous." Snape was somewhat He shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that the Dark Lord didn't believe my words...Of course, the Dark Lord believed in my loyalty, but he felt that the information I got may not be accurate."
"Because of Barty Crouch Jr.?" Narcissa said angrily.
"Yes, because before he received my warning; he had received information from Barty Crouch Jr. in advance; Barty Crouch Jr. lurked deeper than me, and his status in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​higher than me. , The dark lord’s relationship is more intimate...so, the dark lord has no reason to believe my warning, instead of trusting the intelligence of Barty Crouch Jr."
"What's more, Barty Crouch Jr.'s intelligence and plans are even more tempting for the Dark Lord..." Snape continued to explain: "They plan to attract Dumbledore through Harry Potter. The Department of Mysteries, then the Dark Lord attracted Dumbledore’s attention, and Mr. Crouch waited for the opportunity to take advantage of Dumbledore’s attention and attack him... kill him, or at least seriously wound him!"
"It's just that none of us thought that Barty Crouch Jr. had been dropped... the Dark Lord was attacked, and the one who was seriously injured was also the Dark Lord... Through this painful lesson, I think the Dark Lord should Can understand who is a more loyal servant to him!"
There was a smile at the corner of Snape's mouth.
"I never doubted your loyalty to the Dark Lord, Severus..." Narcissa quickly explained.
"Yes, I believe you, Narcissa." Snape nodded: "Your sister was suspicious of me before, but it's a pity that she can only go to Azkaban to be with the Dementor now... No. , Azkaban seems to have no dementors now, and those guarding Aurors seem even more boring."
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Narcissa Malfoy felt that they had been discussing irrelevant matters for too long.
She pondered for a moment, and slowly said, "Severus, about Draco... and the task the Dark Lord gave Draco..."
"But, Narcissa..." Severus Snape shook his head gently: "But what help do you need? If you imagine that I can persuade the Dark Lord to change my mind, I am afraid that is hopeless, a little bit. No hope!"
"Severus..." Narcissa said, tears rolling down her pale cheeks: "My son...my only son..."
"Draco should be proud." Snape said coldly, "The Dark Lord gave him a great honor!"
"But he is only sixteen years old, and he doesn't know what is waiting for him! Why, Snape? Why is my son? This is too dangerous! This is to revenge Lucius for his mistake, I know!" Narcissa Malfoy in front of her was crying.
"Perhaps you can be a little relieved, Narcissa!" Snape's expression became milder, and he replied slowly, "The Dark Lord has always been kind, and he won't send Draco to death in vain. ..."
Looking at Narcissa who was about to speak, Snape stretched out a finger and motioned to her not to interrupt.
"The Dark Lord has a more specific plan, and Draco is only part of it... Don't you think that the Dark Lord only relies on Draco alone, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is like completing such a difficult task? !"
"You mean... you mean..." Narcissa was stunned, and she looked straight at Snape.
"Since the Dark Lord told me the content of this plan, it was of course not to talk to me." Snape smiled calmly: "I also play a very important role in this plan. You should understand me. Meaning, Narcissa!"
"In other words, you will help Draco?" Narcissa Malfoy said tremblingly.
"Of course, that's what the Dark Lord meant." Snape nodded without thinking.
"Thank God!" Narcissa looked relieved at last.
Snape waved his magic wand again, and two more glasses of blood red wine flew in front of them.
"For the Dark Lord." He raised the glass and drank it.
"For the Dark Lord." Narcissa also raised her glass with excitement and shouted.