Snape looked at the background behind the person in the mirror.

The background didn't change from when I first talked to him using the two-way mirror in the castle.

and……

First mission?

It seems that what I worried about came true.

Either he was worried that he was being followed, as Dumbledore said; or, as he guessed, he was still doubting himself.

But he showed nothing, just stood there quietly, waiting for orders.

"Someone will contact you later." Voldemort said softly, "They will tell you what to do next."

"Severus, I need you to cooperate with them."

At this point, his tone became unusually gentle: "You look very haggard, can you still hold the wand?"

Snape said calmly: "I can always hold the wand tightly for my master. As long as I don't run into Dumbledore and Potter, no one can be my opponent."

"You are very confident in yourself." Voldemort said with a smile in his tone.

Snape said nothing, just raised his head slightly.

He is certainly confident in himself.

"Don't let me down, Severus." Voldemort raised his hand meaningfully and tapped the mirror lightly. "Go and swear an oath to them. I, the great Voldemort, am back."

Magic cut off.

Snape put the mirror away.

Thinking about the personal pronoun Voldemort used in the conversation just now, it was "they".

Not human.

Which subhuman race could it be?

Before Snape could finish thinking about it, a goblin walked out and stood in front of him.

The goblin held his head high. He was not even as tall as Snape's waist, but he looked very proud.

It looked at Snape for several times, nodded, and asked: "Are you the servant of the Dark Lord?"

Although it is a question, it does not contain any questioning meaning.

It was certain that Snape was Voldemort's man.

Not only because he is the only one here dressed like a wizard, but also because of his appearance and temperament.

His hair hadn't been taken care of for a long time, his face was thin, he had dark circles under his eyes, and just by looking at him standing there, I felt that he might take out his wand at any time and cast a Cruciatus Curse on me.

A glance at the dark wizard.

The fairy dared to bet that he must be. If not, he would be willing to give away the copyright of the things he created in his life.

"Yes, you are the one sent by the master?" Snape lowered his head and spoke.

When the voice came out, the fairy became more certain of his identity.

This kind of low, cold and cruel voice can only be possessed by a skilled dark wizard.

"It's the Dark Lord." The goblin nodded. "He is your master, but not ours."

"The Dark Lord and the goblins are equals. We are cooperating. Do you understand cooperation?"

It spoke, emphasizing these things.

Snape waved his hand: "The master asked me to help you. What should we do next?"

The goblin rubbed his hands together and said, "Gringotts, we are going to take down Gringotts."

Snape was startled and looked at it in surprise.

Is this goblin crazy?

He felt that he was not weak, and those Aurors in the Ministry of Magic were nothing but rubbish in front of him, but... no matter how rubbish they were, they would still be a headache if there were too many of them.

A man, a goblin, going to rob Gringotts?

"Don't look at me like that." The goblin shook his head. "Under the leadership of the great Lord Ragnak, we are fully prepared."

"Do you know how powerful we are now?"

"More than three hundred goblins. Every one of them, yes every one of them, has armor and weapons."

"war!"

"We will wage war against human wizards and take back everything that belongs to us!"

The more it spoke, the more excited it became, and it raised its arms excitedly.

"How many goblins will be traveling with us this time?" Snape asked.

The goblin spread his hands and stretched out his arms: "Everyone, we will all go out!"

"Seize Gringotts and take all the wizards' wealth into our hands."

“This is our first step in taking back what is ours.”

all?

More than three hundred goblins?

There was a hint of worry in Snape's eyes.

The goblins actually have such power.

"When will we act?" Snape asked it.

The goblin said without hesitation: "Now."

"Now?" Snape said in a low voice, "Then I will make some preparations."

He needed to get the word out.

At least Dumbledore should be mentally prepared.

"No." The goblin shook his head decisively, "Did you bring everything the Dark Lord told you to bring?"

Snape nodded.

The goblin whispered, "That's enough."

Snape frowned and wanted to say something, looking for a reason to get away temporarily and pass on the message.

The goblin was impatient and urged: "Don't waste time!"

"We have been patient enough. If the Dark Lord had not repeatedly requested us, we would not have endured until this moment."

"wizard!"

"This is an order from the Dark Lord, your master, for you to obey us."

Snape nodded, stretched out his hand and waved it over his robe, creating a huge hood to cover his face.

The goblin scoffed, took Snape's hand, and snapped his fingers.

With a snap—

They showed up in Diagon Alley.

The appearance of a goblin here was not out of place, although it was followed by a strangely dressed wizard - but most wizards were strange, and not many people even noticed Snape's dress.

"Can you break the magic here?" The goblin raised his head and asked when he reached the door of Gringotts.

The magic it was talking about was not Gringotts' defensive spell.

It was the spell in Diagon Alley.

Ever since Voldemort broke into Gringotts last time, and wizards indeed had such a need, the Department of Transportation of the Ministry of Magic had set up a spell in Diagon Alley, prohibiting Apparition almost everywhere, and only a few designated public areas allowed Apparition.

Snape sneered: "Don't ask such a stupid question, but it will cause some trouble."

"Let's make some noise, let's make some noise." The goblin was very excited. "The louder the noise, the better. We are here for revenge!"

Snape raised his wand without hesitation.

The curse stops immediately!

Powerful magic power was output, crackling, and several huge explosions were heard in the air.

The nearby wizards screamed and fled in panic.

The goblin raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The corpse reappears!

A green spell spurted out from its fingertips, shot into the air, and exploded with a loud bang.

Dark room, skeletons, poisonous snakes.

The symbol of terror that had been silent and almost disappeared from people's hearts reappeared just over a year later.

Obviously...

Both the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore declared Voldemort dead.

Yet it came back.

Again.

Can't death defeat it?

Snape looked up and stared at the sign, somewhat absent-minded.

Snap, snap, snap——

A series of explosions sounded, and fairies dressed in armor appeared one after another.