Chapter 554: Professor Snape took the blame for you, but there are still benefits to getting beaten.
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Jing Shen Tian Si
"It's inexplicable." Draco was stunned for a moment and pretended to be calm: "What does this have to do with me? There is no evidence to prove that I did it."
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" Aaron sighed slightly, "Do you really want me to put my words on the table? Voldemort gave you the task of assassinating Dumbledore, right?"
"You...are talking nonsense. There is no such thing."
Snapped!
Aaron slapped him directly without any mercy.
A red slap mark appeared on Draco's left cheek, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Are you awake?" Aaron waved his right hand pretending not to care, "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 welling up in his eyes, but he tried not to let them flow out.
But even though he felt aggrieved, he could only refuse to admit it and did not dare to think of fighting back or talking back. Besides being unable to fight, it was more because of his guilty conscience.
"Don't think you can escape without speaking. If you're not [-]% sure, I won't sit here and advise you."
"You said you wouldn't care," Draco said weakly.
"You think I'm willing to take care of it?" Aaron rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Aunt Narcissa came to see me last summer. She asked me to save your life. I promised her that I would do my best."
"What?" Draco suddenly 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 my promises, and I will try my best to keep you alive when I say I will.
To be honest, after guessing the task assigned to you by Voldemort, not only did I not worry, I even felt relieved that I had not seen for a long time, because you could not succeed. Aaron said dismissively, and then changed the subject, "But what I didn't expect was that every purposeful action you took was full of surprises. Katie Bell and Ron Weasley were all victims." "
"Honestly... I didn't expect it either." Draco looked bitter. He had thought about the two assassinations for a long time, trying to avoid any problems as much as possible, but each 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 prerequisite is not to kill anyone.
You almost killed two people these two times. I don't dare to bet on whether there will be an accident the third time. "
"But what can I do?" Draco said helplessly, his voice a little more urgent, "My father is a Death Eater, and he made a contribution to the Dark Lord's acquisition of the Prophecy Ball.
I'm Malfoy, and he thinks I'm worthy of training..."
"Pull him down! Do you believe this?" Aaron rolled his eyes, deceiving himself and others to the point of making such a joke!
He disliked Voldemort from the beginning, but he still recognized his charm as a villain boss, otherwise he would not have attracted a large number of notorious subordinates.
But after indirectly understanding part of Voldemort's memories, he found that his understanding was very one-sided. The other person was an extremely selfish, cruel and murderous pure evil person. What Draco thought was worth cultivating was actually just useful.
"You don't 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.
To put it bluntly, you succeeded and Albus Dumbledore fell into your hands, but is that really glory? Aaron asked meaningfully, "No, no, on the contrary, that was the beginning of your fall into the abyss, and it was also the greatest sorrow in your life."
Because you will be the biggest hero among the Death Eaters, all the forces that oppose the Dark Lord will hate you to the core. If ordinary Death Eaters are caught, they will only be thrown into Azkaban, but you will be directly sentenced to death.
You can never look back, you can only follow Voldemort all the way to the dark side. In addition, you will have the condemnation and suffering of your conscience that will accompany you until your death. "
"That's enough." Draco yelled, but these two words seemed to drain all his strength, and after shouting, he collapsed on the floor like mud and was helpless.
"It seems that you also know Voldemort's good intentions." Aaron said, emphasizing the pronunciation of 'good intentions'.
"I can't help it, I really can't help it." Draco cried, tears sliding down his pale cheeks, "What can I do? If he can't do it, he will kill me."
"Even if you could do it, would you do it?" Aaron asked.
Draco seemed to be stunned by this question. After being silent for a while, he buried his head in his arms and choked out, "I don't know."
"You can't do it." Aaron sighed with a complicated expression, 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 seemed dangerous, but were actually extremely crude. .
Slytherin is indeed a house 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. "
"Ha!" Draco smiled bitterly, "I really didn't expect you to look at me like this."
"I make friends based on their 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 use the words 'I think' instead.
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 landed on Draco's right cheek.
"what!"
"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 oath 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?"
"Absolutely not." 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.
"what!"
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.
"It's courageous, but a little stupid.
Where do you have the courage to attack me? Aaron said solemnly.
"We can discuss it if we have anything to say." Crabbe said guiltily, "You and Malfoy have always had a good relationship. Even if there is any misunderstanding, you won't do anything!"
"Even if we do it, we won't beat him like this!" Gao Er added weakly, "The young master's body is already weak, and it has become even more so recently..."
"Ahem!" Draco suddenly coughed violently, "Shut your mouth, Goyle."
"Hmph!" Aaron snorted softly, "I know exactly what he has done in recent times. He deserves to be beaten by me today.
Draco, I hope you can remember better and leave this wound on your face for a few days, do you understand? "
Draco wiped the blood from his face, his expression gloomy, "I know."
Aaron nodded slightly, gave him a meaningful look and turned to leave.
This beating is necessary, but it has many benefits.
First, it was to warn Draco that his two joke-like assassinations had a big impact, which could make him restrain himself a little, and it could also be regarded as revenge for Katie and Ron.
Secondly, it can send a signal to Dumbledore and Snape that Draco will not cause trouble for the time being, so they can worry less and perfect the plan as much as possible.
Thirdly, Draco's situation would be safer. The injuries on his face were evidence of his dedicated service to Voldemort. It could not represent credit, but it could represent hard work.
Even if he did nothing in the future, as long as the result satisfied Voldemort, he would have no reason to embarrass Draco.
"Master, do you want to go to the campus hospital to have a look?" Gao Er asked tentatively.
"Need not."
Draco waved his hands feebly and sat on the sofa again.
He was not stupid and could naturally understand Aaron's intention of doing this. He could only say that the beating was worth it, but it hurt a little too much and easily affected his image, but it was nothing compared to the Dark Lord's punishment.
"Master, do you want to wear a scarf or something?
Your face is now bruised and purple. If you go out, you might not be able to see anyone. "
"There's no need for this." Draco said speechlessly. Crabbe and Goyle's loyalty was unquestionable, but their brains were really flawed.
This injury was meant to be seen by others. If he kept it secret, wouldn't the beating he received be in vain?
In the next few days, not only could he not hide it, but he had to show up frequently to let more people know about his 'tragic situation', but he could never admit that he was beaten.
"Listen, you two." Draco looked at the two of them seriously, "The injury on my face was caused by an accidental fall. Do you understand?"
The two looked at each other in surprise and looked at each other.
"Master, no one will believe this.
It's okay if you fall out with a panda eye, but those two red slap marks can't come out! "
"Uh... don't worry about it. Anyway, that's what you say when others ask."
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" Aaron sighed slightly, "Do you really want me to put my words on the table? Voldemort gave you the task of assassinating Dumbledore, right?"
"You...are talking nonsense. There is no such thing."
Snapped!
Aaron slapped him directly without any mercy.
A red slap mark appeared on Draco's left cheek, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Are you awake?" Aaron waved his right hand pretending not to care, "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 welling up in his eyes, but he tried not to let them flow out.
But even though he felt aggrieved, he could only refuse to admit it and did not dare to think of fighting back or talking back. Besides being unable to fight, it was more because of his guilty conscience.
"Don't think you can escape without speaking. If you're not [-]% sure, I won't sit here and advise you."
"You said you wouldn't care," Draco said weakly.
"You think I'm willing to take care of it?" Aaron rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Aunt Narcissa came to see me last summer. She asked me to save your life. I promised her that I would do my best."
"What?" Draco suddenly 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 my promises, and I will try my best to keep you alive when I say I will.
To be honest, after guessing the task assigned to you by Voldemort, not only did I not worry, I even felt relieved that I had not seen for a long time, because you could not succeed. Aaron said dismissively, and then changed the subject, "But what I didn't expect was that every purposeful action you took was full of surprises. Katie Bell and Ron Weasley were all victims." "
"Honestly... I didn't expect it either." Draco looked bitter. He had thought about the two assassinations for a long time, trying to avoid any problems as much as possible, but each 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 prerequisite is not to kill anyone.
You almost killed two people these two times. I don't dare to bet on whether there will be an accident the third time. "
"But what can I do?" Draco said helplessly, his voice a little more urgent, "My father is a Death Eater, and he made a contribution to the Dark Lord's acquisition of the Prophecy Ball.
I'm Malfoy, and he thinks I'm worthy of training..."
"Pull him down! Do you believe this?" Aaron rolled his eyes, deceiving himself and others to the point of making such a joke!
He disliked Voldemort from the beginning, but he still recognized his charm as a villain boss, otherwise he would not have attracted a large number of notorious subordinates.
But after indirectly understanding part of Voldemort's memories, he found that his understanding was very one-sided. The other person was an extremely selfish, cruel and murderous pure evil person. What Draco thought was worth cultivating was actually just useful.
"You don't 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.
To put it bluntly, you succeeded and Albus Dumbledore fell into your hands, but is that really glory? Aaron asked meaningfully, "No, no, on the contrary, that was the beginning of your fall into the abyss, and it was also the greatest sorrow in your life."
Because you will be the biggest hero among the Death Eaters, all the forces that oppose the Dark Lord will hate you to the core. If ordinary Death Eaters are caught, they will only be thrown into Azkaban, but you will be directly sentenced to death.
You can never look back, you can only follow Voldemort all the way to the dark side. In addition, you will have the condemnation and suffering of your conscience that will accompany you until your death. "
"That's enough." Draco yelled, but these two words seemed to drain all his strength, and after shouting, he collapsed on the floor like mud and was helpless.
"It seems that you also know Voldemort's good intentions." Aaron said, emphasizing the pronunciation of 'good intentions'.
"I can't help it, I really can't help it." Draco cried, tears sliding down his pale cheeks, "What can I do? If he can't do it, he will kill me."
"Even if you could do it, would you do it?" Aaron asked.
Draco seemed to be stunned by this question. After being silent for a while, he buried his head in his arms and choked out, "I don't know."
"You can't do it." Aaron sighed with a complicated expression, 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 seemed dangerous, but were actually extremely crude. .
Slytherin is indeed a house 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. "
"Ha!" Draco smiled bitterly, "I really didn't expect you to look at me like this."
"I make friends based on their 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 use the words 'I think' instead.
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 landed on Draco's right cheek.
"what!"
"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 oath 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?"
"Absolutely not." 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.
"what!"
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.
"It's courageous, but a little stupid.
Where do you have the courage to attack me? Aaron said solemnly.
"We can discuss it if we have anything to say." Crabbe said guiltily, "You and Malfoy have always had a good relationship. Even if there is any misunderstanding, you won't do anything!"
"Even if we do it, we won't beat him like this!" Gao Er added weakly, "The young master's body is already weak, and it has become even more so recently..."
"Ahem!" Draco suddenly coughed violently, "Shut your mouth, Goyle."
"Hmph!" Aaron snorted softly, "I know exactly what he has done in recent times. He deserves to be beaten by me today.
Draco, I hope you can remember better and leave this wound on your face for a few days, do you understand? "
Draco wiped the blood from his face, his expression gloomy, "I know."
Aaron nodded slightly, gave him a meaningful look and turned to leave.
This beating is necessary, but it has many benefits.
First, it was to warn Draco that his two joke-like assassinations had a big impact, which could make him restrain himself a little, and it could also be regarded as revenge for Katie and Ron.
Secondly, it can send a signal to Dumbledore and Snape that Draco will not cause trouble for the time being, so they can worry less and perfect the plan as much as possible.
Thirdly, Draco's situation would be safer. The injuries on his face were evidence of his dedicated service to Voldemort. It could not represent credit, but it could represent hard work.
Even if he did nothing in the future, as long as the result satisfied Voldemort, he would have no reason to embarrass Draco.
"Master, do you want to go to the campus hospital to have a look?" Gao Er asked tentatively.
"Need not."
Draco waved his hands feebly and sat on the sofa again.
He was not stupid and could naturally understand Aaron's intention of doing this. He could only say that the beating was worth it, but it hurt a little too much and easily affected his image, but it was nothing compared to the Dark Lord's punishment.
"Master, do you want to wear a scarf or something?
Your face is now bruised and purple. If you go out, you might not be able to see anyone. "
"There's no need for this." Draco said speechlessly. Crabbe and Goyle's loyalty was unquestionable, but their brains were really flawed.
This injury was meant to be seen by others. If he kept it secret, wouldn't the beating he received be in vain?
In the next few days, not only could he not hide it, but he had to show up frequently to let more people know about his 'tragic situation', but he could never admit that he was beaten.
"Listen, you two." Draco looked at the two of them seriously, "The injury on my face was caused by an accidental fall. Do you understand?"
The two looked at each other in surprise and looked at each other.
"Master, no one will believe this.
It's okay if you fall out with a panda eye, but those two red slap marks can't come out! "
"Uh... don't worry about it. Anyway, that's what you say when others ask."
