"Shut up, taffel, don''t always talk about your old lover," Bellatrix was obviously impatient, and for taffel, Bellatrix was absolutely disgusted.


    Taffel has a lot of brains. Strictly speaking, this is an old friend. However, the difference between the two is that taffel can get back into the Ministry of magic and get Fudge''s trust, while Bellatrix can''t.


    As Voldemort''s loyal loyalty, Bella can only go to Azkaban, and then stay for more than ten years. She has been tortured like a virgin from Hogwarts to the worst in my impression.


    "Shut up, Bella. I didn''t ask you to come here to fight against each other." Snape interrupted coldly.


    Taffel laughed again and again, and seemed accustomed to Bella''s denigration.


    "Where is this, my dear?" Taffel went up to Malfoy and said, "I''ve been in Hogwarts for a short time, and many interesting places are not complete Discover It''s a pity that, as the most famous cradle of magic, it is possible to get out of this place a wizard with unique talent like Miss Black, and, of course, 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 out of the school, finish the task of the Dark Lord, and finally kill Dumbledore?


    How many people can really accomplish such a task?


    Draco is a little uncertain. In fact, he is a little resistant.


    No matter how ridicule ridlako used to slander Dumbledore, but Dumbledore''s name alone can not help but make people awe.


    "If you want it," Malfoy said, "I''m hiding the vanishing cabinet here."


    "This is the house where you need it? It is said that the room where magic has been cast will only appear when someone needs it


    "Yes..." Malfoy nodded and Bella looked at taffel with a bad look.


    This woman is really hard to like.


    She was too much of a jerk, and the degree of psychosis was not much worse than Umbridge.


    "Perfect plan, no one can find out here, right?"


    "Yes I think it should be... " Malfoy said.


    "Well, what about the other thing that the Dark Lord told you, my dear, you take him again..."


    "It''s not your business, taffel!" Snape said, "you''re talking too much nonsense. If you delay the task assigned by the Dark Lord, I think the consequences are unacceptable to everyone."


    "Oh, of course, of course..." Tavern licked his lips. "Kill Dumbledore. It''s just blood swelling to think about it. Maybe I can try Dumbledore''s blood to feel the difference between the greatest White wizard and ordinary people."


    With these words, Fanlin clearly saw that the image of taffel began to change. Her figure began to rise, probably parallel to Snape, but the most prominent was the two sharp fangs in her mouth.


    Wine red pupil lets van Lin recognize who taffel is at a glance.


    The scene is a little weird.


    Several black wizards, a werewolf known as fenriel, and a very charming vampire.


    It must be admitted that the images of these vampires are still very good-looking, and they have a different sense of enchantment, which stems from the spiritual talent of vampires, which affects people around them all the time.


    No wonder the Vatican and vampires will not die, this is a bit against the Vatican doctrine.


    A sweet smell came out, unconsciously, van Lin twitched his nose twice.


    "Put away your coquettish taste, remember, this is the reward given by the Dark Lord, but it doesn''t mean..."


    After the words, Fanlin did not hear clearly, a dizzy feeling made Fanlin feel a little flustered.


    There is blood poison in vampires, which is necessary to transform ordinary people into vampires, but there is no such bad feeling in Prince level vampires like Rutherford.


    Blood poison?


    Fanlin quickly closed his senses, and after a long time, Fanlin completely recovered.


    ……


    "By the way, Professor Snape, as a matter of fact, I always have a question to ask."


    When he recovered, taffel stretched out his body.


    "What''s the matter?" Professor Snape frowned.


    "Of course, I just need to make sure that, after all, our contact time is not strictly long..." "You know, as a little girl, I always need to make sure that everything is right..."


    "What do you want to ask?"


    "For example, Albus Dumbledore was injured..." Tavern said with a smile, "in fact, it''s hard to understand. I mean, Dumbledore is strong, even if the Dark Lord himself We are all clear about the outcome of the war in the Ministry of magic. I don''t know what else can hurt Albus DumbledoreSpeaking of this, all eyes were on Snape.


    This is the task assigned to them by the Dark Lord, but killing Dumbledore is not a matter of confidence. Even if the Dark Lord is dedicated to the God of death, or after swallowing and assimilating an evil god, Fanlin does not think that Voldemort will be sure to keep Dumbledore forever.


    "He was injured," snape said. "Although he didn''t tell me what the cause was, I was in charge of treating his injury."


    "Are you in charge of the treatment?" Tavern''s eyes widened. "It''s hard to imagine that you''re injured for no reason and need other people''s help Sorry, I mean, it''s different from the name I heard. "


    "It''s no different, miss taffel." Snape sneered. "Dumbledore is just a wizard, and he''s very old, and he refuses nicoleme''s elixir, even if we don''t do it, and his body is going from bad to worse..."


    "Sorry, Professor Snape. I have to interrupt you." Tavern narrowed his eyes. "It seems that you know Dumbledore well. It really surprised me. I thought Dumbledore was the kind of dictatorial person who hides everything and weaknesses."


    "Yes, of course he would." Snape snorted coldly, dissatisfied with taffel''s query.


    "But he is so old that he can''t even control his magic."


    "Can you tell me something about him?" Taffel asked persistently.


    "The magic is gone." Snape looked at all the people coldly. "That''s what I''m going to remind you. Dumbledore''s state is very unstable now. Maybe he''ll miss and kill one or more of us in an instant. Of course, it''s possible that even the simplest magic can''t be released."


    "This..."


    For a moment, there was silence in the room.


    "This is what you call opportunity Hawk nose Ferrell greyburg took the lead.


    "No one Call me that Snape said, with a sullen face, and then, with the movement of his hand hidden in his sleeve, a great force lifted greyburg out of the room.


    Fanlin ran to him, and fenrier put on a pile of old tables and chairs piled up on the hill. It was a little close to his position here. Van Lin was not sure that finiel would not find him.


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