Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shaw turned around abruptly and looked at Snape with cold eyes.

"Professor, are you threatening me?"

Snape looked at Shaw with empty eyes.

"If you promise to give me the Resurrection Stone, I won't tell you. I don't care who is in charge of this world. I just want to confess to Lily."

Shor had no way to deal with this stubborn guy, and he was reluctant to kill him.

In the end, he could only use the old bee's usual killing move.

"Professor, do you want Harry to die?"

Snape's eyes immediately became dangerous.

"Harry is your uncle's godson and your friend, and Dumbledore promised me that he would protect him."

Shor knew that Snape had misunderstood, so he explained directly.

"Harry, it's Voldemort's Horcrux, do you understand what it means?"

When Snape heard this, his face changed drastically, and he looked so ugly that he staggered twice.

"You're lying! You're talking nonsense! If you don't want to give me the Resurrection Stone, just say so!"

Shor sighed.

"Ten years ago, Harry survived under the spell of his mother's love, and Voldemort's soul was torn into a small piece after his own killing curse rebounded, parasitizing on the only survivor in the house, leaving the lightning scar that everyone admired."

Snape felt that the world was about to collapse.

Horcruxes are immortal, Voldemort is immortal, and even if Voldemort is not killed, Harry is always in danger of being devoured by Voldemort's residual soul.

Then he can't even protect Lily's last bloodline, so why should he repent? He doesn't even dare to face Lily in the world of the dead.

Snape, confused and crying, suddenly looked up at Shaw, stepped forward and grabbed Shaw's shoulders tightly.

"You have a way, right? Right? Tell me!"

Shor looked at Snape, who was about to lose his mind.

"Professor, calm down. It's not irreversible yet. The headmaster should be thinking of a solution."

Snape was stunned and said with a mocking tone.

"Dumbledore? Ha, everyone is his pawn. He will only let people die voluntarily, huh?"

Snape let go of Shaw when he said this, and began to think about the intention of the tasks Dumbledore had given him in the past one or two years. His face became more and more ugly.

"So, you have always asked me to protect him, embarrass him, and train him, just to let him be slaughtered like a pig at some point!"

Shor watched Snape tremble, stagger and talk to himself.

Considering whether to tell the other party how to save Harry?

Touching his conscience, it's still there, so just tell half of it.

"Professor, don't get excited yet. The headmaster and I are about to think of a way to save Harry."

Snape looked up at Shaw suspiciously.

"The Horcrux is irreversible, how can we save Harry?"

Shor went up and helped Snape to the chair, and patiently made a big promise to this excellent employee.

"As long as it is a spell, there are defects. Irreversibility is just a result of insufficient research. I have already made some progress. When my magical attainments are sufficient one day, I can not only save Harry.

Maybe I can also bring back Lily Evans' soul from the world of the dead for you. Isn't that what your resurrection potion lacks? The soul resurrected by the resurrection stone is not good enough."

Sure enough, this kind of big promise is the most delicious for Snape.

Tonight's Snape is really not Snape enough.

He could hardly control himself.

"Are you serious?"

Shor continued to talk nonsense.

"Although I can't beat the headmaster now, you can't deny that I have made great progress. Give me ten years, how powerful do you think I am? Not to mention being on par with the god of death, it should be enough to get a soul from him."

Snape calculated Shaw's progress in his heart, and it didn't seem to be a lie.

Although the legends about the kingdom of the dead and the god of death are just legends, it is better to have hope than despair.

For someone like Snape who has long been desperate and can only live by protecting the son of his hated rival, Shaw's promise is much more reliable than Dumbledore's.

The old bee only said that death is another great adventure and let himself be brave.

Snape immediately said seriously.

"Sign the Unbreakable Curse with me, and I will follow your lead in the future!"

Shaw rolled his eyes in his heart.

If he really wanted to go back on his word, and he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the god of death, would he be afraid of an unbreakable curse?

Forget it, just give hope to a poor man.

Ahem, it is definitely not the boss's tolerance and treatment of super talents, he has a conscience.

Then Shaw called Lucius, who was still repairing the house, to be a witness and caster.

After hearing the oaths of both parties, Lucius looked weird. Are these two people crazy?

One dared to say it, and the other dared to believe it?

The two people's cleverness was eaten by the black dog?

However, Lucius did not say much and took out the magicwand, and began to cast the Unbreakable Curse on the clenched hands of Shaw and Snape.

Then began to recite the oaths of both parties.

"Shor Black, are you willing to rescue Harry Potter and go to the Land of the Dead to bring back Lily Evans after your magical attainments are comparable to those of the God of Death?"

Shor nodded.

"I do."

As his words fell, a silver chain spurted out from the tip of Lucius's wand and entangled the hands of the two.

Lucius turned his head and asked Snape.

"Severus Snape, from now on, you are willing to serve Shaw as your master, everything is subject to his will, and obey all his orders."

Snape also nodded.

"I do."

Lucius's wand tip once again spurted out a silver chain that entangled the palms of the two.

Then he said take care.

"The pledge is made!"

Then, the chains that had just appeared in the palms of Snape and Shaw began to flicker, and then extended along their arms into their bodies.

Even the shadows of the chains appeared on their faces, and disappeared in an instant.

Shaw loosened his palms, and saw that Snape wanted to kneel down and acknowledge his master. He hurriedly went up to support him, with sincere eyes and gentle tone.

"Professor, there is no need to do this. Our relationship is usually a normal teacher and student."

Snape stood up, and he didn't mean to be polite, and said indifferently.

"Okay."

Lucius watched from the side with his eyes twitching. When would Shaw be so polite to him? It's okay to be false.

He glanced at Greyback in the corner, and then said goodbye and left.

Snape also wanted to leave, and Shaw hurriedly explained.

"The headmaster's task can continue, so Harry's training can continue."

Snape raised his eyebrows, and was still very happy to do this.

"Okay."

After Shaw handed him another bottle of blood sample to help with the test, he turned around and left in a black robe.

Shaw sighed, this tool man is really useful. As for the oath, he will talk about it when he can really stand shoulder to shoulder with the god of death.

After he was the only one left in the study, he came to the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky and was distracted.