Chapter 311: Former Death Eater

"You are in Hogwarts now!"

Karkaroff's tone became stern, as if he was forcing.

"The most loyal subordinates of that man should be imprisoned in Azkaban! But you didn't! Not only did you not come under Dumbledore's nose!"

Snape sneered at him, his eyes were cold and empty as if he was looking at a dead person.

"The most loyal subordinates should be imprisoned in Azkaban? Is that true? There are many people in that prison who were forced to go in because of you. Think about it, Igor, it's because of you."

Karkaroff's face was livid, as if he was hurt by what he said, and Snape's words were still not over.

"As for me now being under Dumbledore's nose, you start to doubt my loyalty for that man? Don't forget who he trusted the most at the beginning! I never thought that he would disappear from then on. When he comes back again, isn't my position the most useful weapon for him?"

Karkaroff's pupils shrank suddenly.

Harry, who was hiding aside, couldn't help but feel a little stiff.

His thoughts were confused now, and he didn't know much information. He didn't know who the "that person" in the conversation between the two was.

But Harry's sharp intuition told him that Snape's words must be wrong! It was definitely not a good thing!

"You want to do this... You want to do this..." Karkaroff muttered absentmindedly, but Snape turned around and walked down the stairs without looking back.

"Instead of thinking about me, you might as well think about yourself. You should be able to feel that the induction from the thing on your arm is getting more and more frequent. If that day really comes, can you escape?"

When his last question came up, the voice had become very weak, but Karkaroff and Harry who stayed in place heard it very clearly.

Especially Karkaroff.

After Snape left, his face gradually calmed down.

He turned around and looked at the full moon hanging high in the sky, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be hooked with a sneer.

"I hope so."

Harry had forgotten how he got back to the Gryffindor common room.

Anyway, when he lay on the bed, he was still covered in cold sweat, feeling like he had heard something extraordinary!

He didn't sleep well all night, and didn't fall asleep until the early morning.

The next day, he pulled Hermione and Ron to sit in the corner of the common room.

Without any concealment, he told all the conversations he overheard between Snape and Karkaroff.

Hermione glared at Harry before paying attention to the key points.

"You told me last time that you had found the secret hidden in the golden egg!"

"That's not the key, Hermione, and it's not too late for me to know it now." Harry waved his hand and said, "The real key is the conversation between Karkaroff and Snape! Can you understand what they are saying?"

It has been so long since the Christmas dance, and the relationship between Ron and Hermione has gradually eased. At least now they won't make it difficult for Harry to be caught in the middle.

"This is definitely not a small matter. I have always felt that Karkaroff is not a good person, just like Snape."

Hermione did not judge a person based on his impression like him, but carefully analyzed the conversation between the two of them that Harry relayed.

"Karkaroff said that Snape is now living under Dumbledore's nose, which is equivalent to betrayal..."

She pondered this sentence, and then suddenly asked them a question.

"If following Dumbledore is considered betrayal, then it means that Snape belonged to the enemy camp of Professor Dumbledore before. Which camp in the entire wizarding world meets this condition?"

Ron pouted.

"How is it possible? Professor Dumbledore is recognized as the greatest white wizard in the entire wizarding world. No one dares to go against him."

Harry obviously seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't help shuddering.

"Not now doesn't mean not before..."

The words have been said to this point, even if Ron is a pig head, he can understand what Harry means.

He opened his mouth and stared at Harry and Hermione blankly.

"You mean...Snape was once a subordinate of the You-Know-Who!"

"Except for this explanation, there is no way to verify the conversation between the two of them that Harry heard last night." Hermione said seriously, "Not only Snape, but also Karkaroff. Snape said he was a traitor, which means that his former identity was the same as Snape's!"

Ron looked like he had heard a big joke, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"One is the principal of one of the three magic schools in Europe, and the other is the dean of Hogwarts! They were once the subordinates of the You-Know-Who! What a joke!"

"They used to have such identities, why did Dumbledore dare to keep them in the castle." Ron looked at Harry, "Throw your name into the Goblet of Fire, and the person who wants to see you die may be one of them!"

Harry was also tangled at this moment.

He could feel that Hermione's analysis was correct, but Lily had told him more than once before that no matter what Snape was like before, Snape must be a good person now.

But according to their conversation last night, Snape's remarks did not sound like something a good person would say, but rather like an undercover agent lurking in Hogwarts.

Harry did not struggle with this matter for long, and he chose what he thought was the best solution.

Tell the professor everything he heard.

He was a little careful in choosing which professor to tell.

After all, he was violating school rules when he eavesdropped on the conversation, and if he told Professor McGonagall about it, he would probably not escape punishment.

And Dumbledore showed almost unreserved trust in Snape, so Harry of course went straight to Sherlock.

Sherlock, who was already writing the final exam questions for this semester in the office, listened to Harry's story.

He did not show the shock or disbelief that Harry thought he would see on his face, but was very calm.

His leisurely attitude of drinking black tea and eating small cookies even made Harry wonder if he was telling some fables for entertainment.

"You did a very good job, Harry." Sherlock nodded and praised. "Ignoring the fact that you violated school rules and sneaked into the prefect's bathroom in the middle of the night, you made the right choice to report this to me in a timely manner. Hmm, I can even give Gryffindor ten points for this."