Chapter 554 Professor Snape Took the Blame for Your Mistake. Getting Beaten up Is Good for Something (1/2)

Chapter 554 Professor Snape took the blame for you. There are still benefits to being beaten.

"It's inexplicable." Draco was stunned for a moment, pretending to be calm and said, "What does this have to do with me? There is no evidence to prove that I did it."

"Don't cry until you see the coffin!" Aaron sighed slightly, "Do you really want me to put my words on the table? Voldemort's mission to you is to assassinate Dumbledore, right?"

"You...nonsense, there is no such thing."

Pa!

Aaron slapped him directly without any mercy.

A red slap mark appeared on Draco's left cheek, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you awake?" Aaron pretended to be indifferent and shook his right hand, "If not, I don't mind making the two sides symmetrical, so that it looks more beautiful."

Draco covered his face without saying a word, tears rolled in his eyes, but he tried hard not to let it flow out.

But even though he felt wronged, he could only refuse to admit it, and didn't dare to fight back or talk back, because he couldn't win, but more because he felt guilty.

"Don't think you can get away with it by not saying anything. If I wasn't 100% sure, I wouldn't sit here and advise you."

"You said you wouldn't care." Draco said weakly.

"Do you think I'm willing to take care of it?" Aaron rolled his eyes at him unhappily. "Aunt Narcissa came to me last summer and asked me to save your life. I promised her that I would do my best."

"What?" Draco couldn't sit still and said in panic: "You didn't make any unbreakable vows, did you?"

"No, I don't like taking risks."

"That's good."

"But I value promises. If I say I will save your life, I will do my best to do it.

To be honest, after guessing the task assigned by Voldemort to you, I not only didn't worry but even felt a long-lost sense of relief, because you couldn't succeed." Aaron said disdainfully, and then changed the subject, "But I didn't expect that every action you took with a purpose was full of surprises. Katie Bell and Ron Weasley were both victims."

"To be honest... I didn't expect it either." Draco looked bitter. He thought about the two assassinations for a long time, trying to avoid problems as much as possible, but every time he was frightened.

"That's why I asked you to stop." Aaron said patiently, "I will try my best to protect you, but the premise is that you don't kill anyone.

You almost killed two people twice, I dare not bet that your third time will not have an accident."

"But what can I do?" Draco said helplessly, his voice was a little hurried, "My father is a Death Eater, and he won the prophecy for the Dark Lord and made contributions.

I am Malfoy, he thinks I am worth training..."

"Forget it! Do you believe this?" Aaron rolled his eyes, and he was so self-deceiving that he made such a joke!

He looked down on Voldemort from the beginning, but he still recognized his charm as a villain BOSS, otherwise he would not have won over a large number of notorious subordinates.

But after indirectly understanding part of Voldemort's memory, he found that his understanding was very one-sided. The other party was an extremely selfish, cruel and bloodthirsty pure evil man. Draco thought that he was worth training, but in fact he was just useful.

"You must know how difficult it is to assassinate Dumbledore, right? You have no chance of success at all. If you fail, being imprisoned in Azkaban is the best outcome.

Let's take a step back and say that you succeeded and Albus Dumbledore fell into your hands, but is that really an honor?" Aaron asked meaningfully, "No, it's not. On the contrary, that is the beginning of your fall into the abyss and the greatest sorrow in your life.

Because you will be the greatest contributor among the Death Eaters, all forces that oppose the Dark Lord will hate you to the bone. Ordinary Death Eaters will only be thrown into Azkaban when they are caught, but you will be directly sentenced to death.

You will never be able to turn back, you can only follow Voldemort to the end, and in addition, the condemnation and torment of conscience will accompany you until death."

"Enough." Draco shouted, but these two words seemed to drain all his strength. After shouting, he sat on the floor like mud, at a loss.

"It seems that you also understand Voldemort's good intentions." Aaron said, emphasizing the pronunciation of "good intentions".

"I can't do it either. I really can't do it." Draco started crying, tears sliding down his pale cheeks, "What can I do? If I can't do it, he will kill me."

"Even if you can do it, will you do it?" Aaron asked.

Draco seemed to be stumped by this question. After a long silence, he buried his head in his arms and choked up, "I don't know."

"You can't do it." Aaron sighed with a complicated look, and then helped him to the sofa, "Otherwise you wouldn't have tried every means to come up with the first two assassination plans that seem dangerous but are actually as crude as they can be.

Slytherin is indeed a college that cultivates ambitious people, but this does not mean that there are no good people in Slytherin, and you, Draco Malfoy, are one of the good people."

"Heh!" Draco smiled bitterly, "I really didn't expect you to see me like this."

"I make friends based on character." Aaron shrugged and sighed, "Some people make friends for fame, some make friends for wealth, and some make friends for connections.

And I don't lack any of these. I make friends purely for the sake of making friends. Although you have a young master's disease, you are different from Lucius. You can definitely be trusted at the critical moment. "

"Thank you." Draco calmed down for a while before he managed to cheer up. "My dad said that I can ask you for help when I'm at the end of my rope, but I really don't know what to do. Ever since I received this mission I have no way out."

"In fact, you really do." Aaron pointed out.

"Are you saying that my dad will plead for me?" Draco guessed, "My dad will definitely plead for me, but I don't think the mysterious man will let me go so easily."

"Be more confident and leave out the words 'I think'.

If you fail the mission, he will definitely punish you. At most, the punishment will be reduced based on Lucius's meritorious service, but even so, his anger is not something you can bear. You will be lucky if you can save your life. "

Hearing this, Draco gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I can't die, you can ask Abe to save me when the time comes.

By the way, why haven't you seen it these days? Don't you usually carry it with you wherever you go? "

"Uh... I sent it out to do something. I can't tell you the details." Aaron explained, then changed the subject, "Besides, you don't have to worry too much.

You still have a way out, but isn't Lucius asking for mercy? "

"what is that?

It couldn't be that Dumbledore died suddenly, right? "

Aaron's expression froze, "Nah!" Has this mouth been opened?

Seeing Aaron didn't speak, a bright light suddenly flashed in Draco's mind, "I...can't guess right?"

"Of course not." Aaron coughed dryly, "Dumbledore will die, but it is absolutely impossible to die suddenly (the old immortal made very detailed arrangements for his death.

Sudden death? Even if you die in frustration, it has no value. )

I can only say that you have a mother who loves you very much. Narcissa has worked hard for you! "

"Do you mean...Professor Snape?"

Aaron nodded noncommittally, "Professor Snape will bear all the risks, sins, torments, and conscience and moral condemnations for you."

"Aaron..." Draco looked embarrassed and hesitated, "Maybe I shouldn't say this, but Professor Snape is also a Death Eater and has always been loyal to the Dark Lord.

I suspect that the reason why he helped me was probably to grab credit. "

Snapped!

Another slap hit Draco's right cheek.

"ah!"

"Both sides are symmetrical now." Aaron said calmly, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself."

"What are you doing?" Draco scolded angrily, "I'm telling the truth, even if there's something wrong, you won't do anything!"

"What do you know? You don't know anything." Aaron scolded angrily, "I only ask you one question, what kind of credit do you need to make an unbreakable oath?

He can help you and take credit for it, but there is no need to use his own life as a guarantee! "

Draco was speechless. There was indeed no shortage of lunatics among the Death Eaters who were willing to sacrifice their lives for Voldemort. At least Barty Crouch Jr. and Bellatrix Lestrange would not. hesitate.

But it is a bit exaggerated to say that there are Death Eaters who would make an unbreakable vow for other people's tasks, even if this task is closely related to Voldemort's interests.

"Whether Severus Snape has his own selfish motives or not, you have to remember that you owe him, and the Malfoy family owes him.

Everyone has reasons to doubt him, accuse him, and slander him, but not you. "

"I understand." Draco nodded seriously, "Snape taught him, I...should I apologize or something?"

"Don't do it." Aaron hurriedly stopped him. "You should be worried and scared now. If you act out of character, you will have doubts and it will easily cause trouble."

"Then it's okay if I don't do anything?"

"No." Aaron shook his head and said, "The Dark Lord is not that easy to fool. You must do something. It's not your fault to assassinate Dumbledore, but some auxiliary work is necessary.

In other words, you cannot be the mastermind of this murder, but you can participate as an accomplice.

It doesn't have much effect, but it has to be very present. "

"This..." Draco subconsciously felt that Aaron was making things difficult for him, but his long-term plan seemed to be very consistent with the character of an accomplice, "No problem."

"You can take care of yourself, but before that you have to feel aggrieved."

Draco suddenly felt uneasy, "What do you mean?"

Snapped!

Aaron snapped his fingers, removed the illusion barrier, and then punched Draco in the face.

"ah!"

The screams attracted the attention of Crabbe and Goyle, who quickly turned their heads to look.

I saw a familiar figure fly out and hit the sofa hard. Then another person came up to me, raised his fist and punched his face. A bright red sprinkled in the air, which was particularly eye-catching. .

"Master."

The two reacted and immediately pulled out their wands.

They couldn't figure out how Aaron and Draco got into a fight, but the blood was pouring out, and it was impossible for them to turn a blind eye even if they wanted to.

Two magic spells were shot out at the same time, but Aaron just threw out his right hand lightly, and the two people's attacks collapsed in mid-air, and the energy that escaped also forced them back a few steps.

"Courage is commendable, but a bit stupid.

How dare you attack me?" Aaron said with a sullen face.

"We can talk it over." Crabbe said guiltily, "You and Malfoy have always had a good relationship. Even if there is a misunderstanding, you shouldn't attack him!"

"Even if you do, you shouldn't beat him like this!" Goyle added weakly, "The young master is weak to begin with, and he has been even worse recently..."

"Ahem!" Draco suddenly coughed violently, "Shut up, Goyle."

"Humph!" Aaron snorted, "I know exactly what he has done recently, and he deserves to be beaten today.

Draco, I hope you will learn from this. Just keep the wound on your face for a few days, understand?"

Draco wiped the blood off his face, his face uncertain, "Got it." "

Aaron nodded slightly, gave him a meaningful look and turned away.

This beating was necessary, but it had many benefits.

First, it warned Draco that his two ridiculous assassinations had caused a lot of impact, which could make him restrain himself a little, and it could be regarded as revenge for Katie and Ron.

Second, it could send a signal to Dumbledore and Snape that Draco would not cause trouble for the time being, so they could worry less and perfect the plan as much as possible.

Third, Draco's situation would be safer. The wound on his face was evidence of his dedication to Voldemort. It could not represent merit, but it could represent hard work.

Even if he did nothing afterwards, as long as the result satisfied Voldemort, he had no reason to embarrass Draco.

"Master, do you want to go to the school hospital?" Goyle asked tentatively.

"No need. "

Draco waved his hands weakly and sat back on the sofa.

He was not stupid and could understand Aaron's intention. He could only say that the beating was worth it, but it was too painful and would affect his image, but it was nothing compared to the punishment of the Dark Lord.

"Then, young master, do you want to wear a scarf or something?

Your face is now covered with bruises. If you go out, you may not be able to see anyone."

"This... is not necessary." Draco said speechlessly. Crabbe and Goyle's loyalty was unquestionable, but their brains were really flawed.

This injury was meant for others to see. If he covered it up, wouldn't he have received the beating in vain?

In the next few days, not only could he not cover it up, but on the contrary, he had to show up frequently to let more people know his "miserable situation", but he could never admit that he was beaten.

"Listen to me, both of you." Draco looked at the two of them solemnly, "I accidentally fell on my face, understand? "

The two looked at each other in surprise.

"Master, no one will believe this.

It's okay if you get a panda eye, but you can't get those two red slap marks!"

"Uh... Don't worry about it. Just say this when someone asks you."