Finally we got across the lake!
When Snape left Number 12 Grimmauld Place, there was not much change on his face, but his heart was very uneasy.
He never expected that Anderson had predicted that he would kill Dumbledore.
No wonder that guy dislikes me so much!
So Dumbledore should have known this a long time ago.
Snape thought it was necessary for him to talk to Dumbledore about this matter, so as to avoid losing his life one day.
This was no joke. If he hadn't been smart enough to bring Dumbledore out, he might not have been able to leave 12 Grimmauld Place.
Snape was not stupid enough to think that Sirius was the only one who drew his wand and wanted to attack him. Kingsley, Mad-Eye and even other members of the Order of the Phoenix were also very wary and cautious of him.
His identity as a Death Eater meant that he was doomed to be unable to join the Order of the Phoenix.
Although Snape never cared about such things, he was still surprised that the people of the Order of the Phoenix trusted Albert's prophecy so much.
If killing himself could reverse the prophecy and save Dumbledore, Snape believed that those people would kill him without mercy.
They didn't do that now, they must have gone to Dumbledore to verify it.
He suspected that Anderson wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, which was obviously not a difficult task for such a smart and cunning guy.
That's a dangerous guy.
If Blake had taken out a prophecy ball just now, he would probably have explained where he was right there and then.
Snape knew he had to talk to Dumbledore.
That night, Snape did not attend the meeting convened by the Dark Lord, but returned to Hogwarts urgently to contact Dumbledore and tell the elderly man about the matter.
"Oh, you are talking about this matter." After listening to Snape's words, Dumbledore nodded to show that he did know about it, and comforted him, "I have discussed it with Mr. Anderson, and he will not do anything to you, so you can rest assured."
"Don't worry?" Snape couldn't help but raise his voice. "If I hadn't been smart enough, I might have died in the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix."
There is a reason why Voldemort always wants to kill Albert. Such a cheating guy who has brains, strength, and the ability to predict the future is really too scary.
Considering the fate of the unfortunate Lucius and Bellatrix, Snape found it incredible that they were still alive.
"That guy knew your plan from the beginning and knew you were going to die?" Snape asked suddenly, "He knew I would kill you."
"Yes, Mr. Anderson did predict it. Maybe he didn't know all of it at first, but he should have figured out the details now," Dumbledore said calmly.
"You told him everything?"
"No, a lot of it is known to Mr. Anderson himself."
"That's impossible."
"No, that's true. He is very smart, smarter than most people." Dumbledore sighed softly, "I have to say that we are actually very lucky. Mr. Anderson is a guarantee, a guarantee that can give people peace of mind."
"Assure?"
"If Harry fails, someone has to pick up the pieces."
"You..." Snape couldn't help but widen his eyes, and asked after a moment, "Then why don't you..."
"Why not let him help?" Dumbledore finished for Snape.
"Yes, if that guy is as powerful as you say." Snape couldn't understand what Dumbledore was thinking.
"He hates trouble."
"I don't think so. That guy is not what you think." Snape sneered. "Perhaps, in a few years, he will completely replace you, and everyone will believe what he says. You know he has such ability. Even your loyal supporters, members of the Order of the Phoenix, trust his words very much."
"I have to admit that Mr. Anderson's predictions are very accurate." Dumbledore shook his head. "To be honest, he is the most powerful prophet I have ever seen."
"You trust him."
“He is trustworthy.”
"But he is using this to control the Ministry of Magic and make Scrimgeour act according to his wishes. You should have noticed that he is instigating the Ministry of Magic to launch a bloody massacre against those dark wizards." Snape said coldly, "He is clearing out the remnants and taking this opportunity to declare war on the pure blood."
"This is a serious accusation, Severus." Dumbledore said solemnly.
"You should know that he is a sinister guy. He has already started to form his own small group. I believe that after the end of this wizard war, he will gain unprecedented prestige. People will be willing to follow him and kick aside all the remnants of the old era that he doesn't like, and then re-establish a new order. The Dark Lord is not as good as Anderson in this regard. By then, people may call him the White Lord."
"You are afraid of him," said Dumbledore suddenly.
"He wanted to kill me. If he had provided Sirius with any more useful evidence, I might not have been able to walk out of 12 Grimmauld Place intact just now." Snape sneered.
"Mr. Anderson won't do anything to you," Dumbledore consoled him. "Otherwise, you would have died long ago. And his reputation is trustworthy."
"He knows your business, at least most of it."
He looked at Snape, who had no expression on his face, and continued, "Of course, I don't deny that Mr. Anderson doesn't like you very much. Perhaps this has something to do with your attitude towards Gryffindor students."
"You think this is my problem?" Snape asked angrily.
"I see no point in wasting time arguing about these things," Dumbledore interrupted, trying to save Snape's face.
After all, Snape was the only professor in the entire school who had a bad relationship with Albert. Even Filch, who hated students the most, did not have a bad relationship with Albert. This was very telling.
Snape opened his mouth, but was too lazy to argue with Dumbledore.
"You'd better make sure that guy doesn't come out to cause trouble, otherwise your plan will be ruined."
At this moment, in Snape's eyes, Albert was definitely a dangerous person on the level of Voldemort. The conversation with Dumbledore just now made him realize how terrifying Albert was, and even Dumbledore stood on his side.
"Don't worry, we made a deal."
"I have to go, the Dark Lord is calling me, and there's a party with the Death Eaters tonight. Damn... I must be late." Snape felt a burning sensation on his left arm and knew he had to go.
Shortly after Snape left, Kingsley, Moody, and Professor McGonagall appeared in Dumbledore's office through the fireplace.
Several people went straight to the point and talked to Dumbledore about Albert's prophecy.
"I know that everyone will be suspicious of Severus because of his former identity as a Death Eater, but..." Dumbledore didn't want any accidents to happen before the plan was implemented.
"You trust others too easily." Moody shook his head. "You should know that Anderson's predictions are almost always correct. You are risking your life again."
"The last time I was injured and returned to Hogwarts, it was Severus who treated me. If he really wanted to kill me, he should have done it long ago. That was definitely his best chance, but I am still alive now." Dumbledore raised the charred palm and said to everyone, "I know Severus very well. I can tell you clearly that his confession is absolutely from the heart... Well, I don't want to hear you say bad things about him. As for the prophecy, I will find time to talk to Mr. Anderson and find out the details!"