Professor Vampire.

Chapter 131: Chapter 131 You're the undercover agent, aren't you, Snape?

In a deep, quiet, and well-protected underground fortress, sparse black fog floated in from all directions, forming a weak figure of Voldemort.

After arriving at this bunker, Voldemort was obviously relieved.

This is an underground building built with the financial, human and material resources of many very wealthy pure-blood families. It is also the most confidential assembly base that he asked the Death Eaters to build after his return.

Although the construction time is too short, the structure, furnishings and decoration of the bunker are currently very simple. However, under the influence of various magical magics in the magic world, the general structure of the bunker has been clearly constructed in a short time, at least there is no problem in hiding people.

The most important thing is that this bunker has been cast with the Fidelius Charm by Voldemort, and he has become the secret keeper himself.

In other words, unless he becomes an undercover agent of the Death Eaters, no one other than the Death Eaters will know the location of the bunker!

This bunker is one of the confidences that Voldemort can make a comeback.

Before this operation, he thought he had made a second plan very carefully, leaving himself a way out to prevent failure like the last time he stole the Philosopher's Stone, so that he had to use the Horcrux to obtain power again...

Voldemort shook his head, calmed down, and slightly sorted out his embarrassed image and expression. Then he sat at the long table in the meeting room, waiting for the arrival of many Death Eaters.

In a moment, amidst the sound of "bang" and "bang", the Death Eaters Apparated one after another to the bunker, and sat around the long table in the same way as they sat at the meeting at Malfoy Manor.

Unlike their previous arrogant, mysterious, or conceited images, these Death Eaters were now in a mess after fighting with the Aurors under Scrimgeour. The uniform black robes and masks they wore became tattered.

Voldemort looked around and found that there were few people in the entire meeting room who were not injured!

"Scrimgeour only brought a few Aurors, and I beat their two leaders to the point of losing their ability to fight for you..." He said coldly, "I didn't expect that you, the elites of the magic world, would be tossed into such a miserable state."

"What a bunch of rubbish!"

Voldemort scolded his men, forgetting that he had just made the same miserable escape as them.

The Death Eaters also complained in their hearts.

Twelve years have passed. When they chose to follow Voldemort, they were young and vigorous, and of course they had a strong desire to fight and superb fighting power.

However, most of them are now in their thirties or forties, and some of them are even in their forties or fifties. These noble pure bloods or elites of the magic world have been accustomed to a life of luxury for twelve years-

These people are getting fatter and fatter, and those who are suffering from kidney deficiency are suffering from kidney deficiency. Not to mention that their fighting power has improved, there are very few who have not regressed!

In short, the Death Eaters are no longer as strong as they used to be.

Moreover, they were able to gain the upper hand in the battle with the Aurors at the beginning by relying on their numerical advantage.

But Voldemort's act of secretly escaping alone really gave them a "surprise", which instantly made the Death Eaters give up the idea of ??continuing to fight.

Wizards of this age have long passed the age of youth and recklessness, and they are all shrewd and old. Who is willing to fight for a Dark Lord who has slipped away first?

The gap between wizards who have lost their desire to fight and those who fight for justice in their hearts is naturally widened.

As for the messy clothes and bloody wounds on the Death Eaters, they are not necessarily formed in the process of fighting with the Aurors-

In fact, some wounds were cut by those shrewd Death Eaters themselves, and some damaged clothes were also torn by themselves.

If you don't do this, and let the Dark Lord see that everyone else is fighting bloody, with torn clothes and covered with wounds, but you are the only one who is clean and tidy, what will he think?

Comparing the Dark Lord's rage with their own embarrassment for a few minutes, those smart people certainly don't want to face the Dark Lord's rage!

The most typical example is Lucius.

As a glorious fence-sitter, he was already slacking off when the fight just started.

Facing the attacks of the Aurors, Lucius hid at the back of the crowd, constantly casting some useless but fancy-looking spells, and seemed to be trying his best.

At the same time, his expression was also very exaggerated. He bit his teeth hard and shouted slogans loudly, but the wand in his hand often did not move at all.

What's even more outrageous is that when no one was paying attention, Lucius quietly chanted the water-making spell "Clear Water Like a Spring", wiped the water on his forehead, and dressed himself up to look sweaty and exhausted...

After Voldemort took the lead in escaping, Lucius was the first to respond to Voldemort's "call" to escape, and immediately sprinted from the back of the team to the coast not covered by the Anti-Apparition Spell and escaped from the island.

Before being summoned by Voldemort to the bunker for a meeting, he directly asked his wife, Narcissa Malfoy, to cast many mild but tragic spells on him.

So, Lucius, who had no wounds on his body and even his clothes had few wrinkles, became the most embarrassed Death Eater present...

"Forget it, I didn't expect you guys to succeed." Seeing the extremely embarrassed but extremely hard-working Death Eaters, Voldemort was indeed only angry on the surface, and did not continue to pursue their responsibilities, "Tell me, how much did we lose? Nott?"

"Yes, Master." Nott stood up and said in detail, "According to my preliminary statistics, it can be determined that Yaxley has been captured by the Ministry of Magic; in addition, McNeill did not run away during the retreat and was hit in the back by a Stunning Spell; and..."

He named several Death Eaters with a face. These people were on the list of those who did not return in this operation.

Voldemort nodded slowly, and suddenly looked around the Death Eaters around him with a scrutinizing eye.

"We lost a lot of companions in this operation." He asked softly, "So, I think you must be very surprised, why I left there before rescuing our companions left in Azkaban."

"I guess some of you must think that I did not keep my promise... Am I right, Death Eaters present?"

"Don't dare, you must have your own ideas." Nott smiled flatteringly before he had time to sit down, "Your ideas are far beyond our understanding, we dare not speculate..."

"Nott is right, I do have some other ideas." Voldemort looked at Nott with satisfaction, and then said, "But these ideas of mine are not because I don't want to save our companions, but because I can't save them!"

The Death Eaters on the long table suddenly showed some surprised expressions.

"Perhaps you don't know yet?" Voldemort's scarlet eyes suddenly widened, staring at everyone present with indifference, "I just confirmed that there are undercover agents of Dumbledore and others in the Death Eaters' team!"

"If we rescue our companions in Azkaban at this time, they will be in danger again after just escaping from the sea of ??suffering."

"So I left Azkaban." Voldemort made up a passable reason to avoid losing face, "As for when to rescue our companions in Azkaban, we still need to think about it in the long run!"

Hearing the news that "there is an undercover agent" from Voldemort's mouth, the Death Eaters were collectively stunned, and then began to look at other people around them with suspicion.

Among them, Lucius, who was in tatters, was so shocked that he jumped up directly.

He subconsciously thought that Voldemort had learned about his behavior of tipping off Dracula.

At this time, Voldemort was about to announce to the Death Eaters who the real undercover was, and then he saw Lucius jump up.

"Lucius, do you have anything to say?" He asked with some doubt.

Lucius looked at Voldemort's slightly doubtful expression, and suddenly realized that his fence-sitting behavior had not been exposed, and the big stone hanging in his heart fell instantly.

But now a new problem has arisen, how should he explain the reason for his jumping up so as not to arouse the suspicion of this suspicious Dark Lord?

Lucius took a slow breath, showing a righteous expression, and then clenched his fists and raised them high above his head-

"I will never coexist with the undercover!" He shouted loudly.

Voldemort: "..."

Death Eaters: "..."

"Sit down first, Lucius." Voldemort's mouth twitched, motioning Lucius to sit down, "I have found the undercover, but he probably won't have the courage to come to see me again."

"Master, who is the traitor?" Nott asked, "I will make him pay for it!"

"The traitor is--"

Before Voldemort finished speaking, with a "swish", the fireplace in the meeting room suddenly lit up with green flames, illuminating the dim room.

A sallow-faced wizard with greasy long hair wearing a black robe strode out of the flames, and said anxiously as he walked:

"Master, I have something important to report to you!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to the late wizard.

"Severus Snape, you traitor, you have the nerve to come back to see me?!" As soon as he saw the person coming, Voldemort's scarlet eyes seemed to burn with a strong fire, and his voice was extremely cold and piercing.

"What?!"

"Severus is a traitor?"

"How is this possible?!"

The Death Eaters were instantly shocked when they heard Voldemort's words. They couldn't believe that one of the Dark Lord's most trusted men was actually an undercover agent from Dumbledore's side.

Not only were the Death Eaters around the long table extremely surprised, but even Snape showed a bit of astonishment.

"Master, you may have some misunderstandings about me." But soon, he adjusted his mood and said calmly, "You know me, Master, I will never be a traitor!"

"Then how do you explain the map you gave me?" Voldemort said coldly, "Dracula has already come to the island of Azkaban, but on the map you made, the red dot representing Dracula has always stayed in Hogwarts and has hardly moved!"

"As far as I know, this is probably because Dracula has learned that there is something wrong with the gift I gave him, so he left it in Hogwarts Castle." Snape explained, "Dracula's actions have never been fixed, and no one can predict it at all Where will he go next."

"I don't think this can be used as evidence that I am an undercover agent!"

"You are just being stubborn, right?" Voldemort laughed coldly, "Then let me see, how do you explain the other thing--"

"Our final version of the plan was officially completed before the action. It would take at least a few hours to get the information to Dumbledore and Dracula in time. By then, the action should have been perfectly completed!"

"However, I met Dracula who had been waiting for a long time outside the Azkaban prison... Such a speed cannot be a normal means of communication, that is to say, the undercover must be lurking in Hogwarts, and the one who is close to the water will get the moon first!"

"Our camp is now There are only two people lurking in Hogwarts - one is you, and the other is my clone. "

"Are you trying to say that the undercover is not you, but my clone?" Voldemort sneered, "How could I betray myself? How ridiculous!"

"But that's what I want to say, Master!" Snape suddenly said, "Your clone's performance tonight is very abnormal. I suspect he is really the undercover you are looking for!"

"Hahahaha..."

Voldemort laughed, "I can't tell, Severus, I didn't expect you to have some sense of humor. Can you say that my clone will betray me?"

"Are you desperate, Severus? ? "His smile faded, and his face gradually turned cold. "You can find anyone here to tell me that he is an undercover agent, and it will be more credible than the answer you just gave."

"I'm not kidding!" Snape said in a deep voice, "Don't you feel strange? He has been doing such a simple thing as collecting blood for half a year without any progress..."

"Not only that, as a clone without a physical body, he also has your face when you were young. How did he become an assistant teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts? Even Dumbledore, who knew your appearance when you were young, personally acknowledged his assistant identity..."

"So I must advise you to stay vigilant and be careful of your clone!"