Chapter 122

Removing his palms from the man's head, Snape thoughtfully stroked his chin and at the same time, he took out a vial of red liquid and began to pour it into the mouth of the unconscious Frenchman, who turned out to be some unknown person. 

"There was a mistake," with a bit of embarrassment in his voice, Severus looked at the faces of the other wizards, whose eyes were throwing lightning bolts towards Snape, thereby trying to hide his fear and look more confident, "You should have said right away that you are business partners of the Lestranges."

"Mf-fm-mf-fm!" 

"We are fms!" one of them bellowed angrily at the man in the robes. "It's true, but it wasn't worth it to attack so immediately, and even with the help of Avada Kedavra, I certainly understand that you wanted to impress these idiots, but no one forced you to attack me, you could have stood aside," pointing his palm in the direction of the man's face, he removed the dark veil from the inside, but Snape did not want to show such a terrible sight to the almost innocent Nagini.

"But I still have to thank you, Mr. Mathieu, I was able to learn so much new about France and about your business." with notes of amusement in his voice, Severus looked at the unconscious man, and as soon as he again turned his gaze to the others, they turned pale, thinking that he was going to delve into their memory.

"Don't worry like that, I'm not interested in you, and I did not kill your friend, there may be small memory lapses, but nothing more." 

After this explanation, they did not become a bit easier, and on the contrary, they were even more worried about their lives. 

"Well, but I can't ignore you either, I need to make sure of something, so I recommend removing the protection from the mind, otherwise there is a great chance you will become idiots by the time I am done with you, after all, I'm not a master of this art and this ..." he pointed out on an unconscious body, "... was just lucky."

"Mf-fm-fm!"

"I didn't understand you at all, answer with a nod if it is yes , and if not, well, you understand, I don't have time to mess with you, I'm sure that other uninvited guests will show up here soon," he directed his gaze to the side to the two shuddering brothers.

"For now, I'll start with you. Approaching them." he tore both of their right sleeves and touched the Death Eaters' marks, he added himself to the hosts, while also leaving Tom, but reducing Tom's influence by half compared to his own. And although it was a bit of a troublesome job, but at the same time, the dark lord will not be able to notice anything, he simply does not have enough skills for this, because he did not create the seal itself, but found it back in his student years in the forbidden section of the library and just updated it a little it, and he didn't even touch the main mechanism, nevertheless.

Nevertheless, Hogwarts did not make geniuses, but drummed only fundamental knowledge into the heads of young wizards, and for almost all his school life, the Dark Lord mainly concentrated on dark magic, so he knew superficially in runology, only what the past professors taught, but this knowledge was enough, to remake the slave seal for his slaves.

Thanks to his own juncture, as well as five years in the Magistrate, where he learned all the intricacies of dark magic, which included slave seals, for Snape, it was not a difficult job, although he had to work very carefully, one slightest mistake and Tom immediately learns that someone is playing with "his" seal. 

And having finished with them, Severus first checked the heads of the brothers for the presence of mind protection, and after not finding one, Snape took out two more vials with a gray liquid and with the help of roots, he opened the mouths of the resisting wizards and forcibly filled the contents, and then with the help of magic forced them to swallow. 

For the first few seconds, nothing happened, except for the almost hysterical lowing of the two Lestranges, who really wanted to know what made them drink, but gradually they began to calm down, until they just fell asleep. 

And putting his palm on the heads of both wizards, Severus did not feel any resistance and nodding to himself, Severus removed his hand from the eldest of the brothers and took out a white ball the size of a soccer ball, the Slytherin began to pump out memories from the younger's head and the artifact began to gradually turn gray right in front of the French guy who, with bulging eyes, watched all this spectacle and deep down regretted that they had decided to come today and discuss matters related to the buyout of their company's share, which belonged to the Lestranges. 

Although Snape wanted to pump out all the knowledge of the two brothers, but it would take too much time, so he decided to limit himself to the last five years. 

And it had already taken more than ten minutes, and after that he had to deal with the memory of the other as well. Of course, it would be much easier to see everything directly, but just in case, the wizard also wanted to have dirt on them and the rest of the death eaters, which he could provide if he was suddenly accused of complicity with the Dark Lord, and collecting the memories in the artifact was not such a difficult task. 

And finally, having finished with them, slightly changing their memory of today, as well as adding a couple of restraints, he again focused his attention on the two remaining Frenchmen, who all this time had only silently and cautiously watched him. 

Still, just in case, Snape read Rudolphus' memories of today and found out why there was almost no one in the house, except for the five of them. This huge mansion was not a Death Eater lair as Snape had supposed, but was in fact a secret location of the Lestranges, where they held all business related meetings, as well as annual family gatherings. And because of the trusting relationship between them, which had already hit the tenth year, both sides were not afraid to come without protection, although at the same time each was still ready for battle if someone decides to betray them, after all, in fifteen minutes, if they don't send a certain signal, the guards from both sides, which were several kilometers from this mansion, will break in here. 

Approaching the French, Severus put his hand on the head of one of them, from which the man shuddered all over, and horror danced in his eyes.

"Decided? Or want to follow in the footsteps of your colleague?" the hood of the mantle slightly rose and the wizard saw a bloodthirsty grin on the face of the unknown(Severus), from which it again made his way and he began to shake his head furiously and mumble something, and it was unnecessary to be a physiognomist to understand what he wanted to say.

"I'm glad that we found a common language," patting the startled blonde on the head, Severus looked into his eyes and freely entered his mind, where he calmly began to review the moment that interested him once happened to meet with the same Flamel when they tried to buy the recipe for the Philosopher's Stone.

In the memories, he saw a "fragile" old man with long gray hair almost to the shoulders, a face full of wrinkles and a deep, piercing look, as if it was impossible to hide anything from him. 

He was quite friendly and easy to communicate with, but as soon as the conversation turned to the Philosopher's Stone, the good-natured expression on his face almost immediately disappeared and he sent the "guests" out, and no matter how much they offered money, he still refused them.

      Although Flamel looked like a weak old man, Snape was not so easy to deceive, because the main strength of the wizard is not in the physical plane, but in the core and knowledge. 

Snape had no doubt that this old man was already at the rank of "Master" and perhaps even at the peak of that rank, since in six hundred plus years that was not too difficult to achieve. 

After all, in the world from which he came excluding him, there were many wizards who reached the peak of the rank of "Master" even in a hundred to one hundred and fifty years, and these were not even the most talented people. 

Therefore, Severus was sure that he should definitely be at least close to this rank. As for these three Frenchmen, they were only co-founders of a large company that spread its roots throughout France and was engaged in the sale of all kinds of magic items. 

They also had plans to buy back the recipes for his potions, but they abandoned this case after learning who is involved in their implementation, although they still intended to contact him and try to negotiate. 

They came to this meeting, only in order to buy back seven percent of the shares owned by the Lestranges. Snape himself attacked them, suspecting that they were the very members of the new gang who tried to rob his store, after all, the two brothers, especially the younger one, sharpened their fangs on him and it would not be surprising if it was they who set them on him. 

But after looking through the memories, he was sure that these two were not related to the gang at all, because Voldemort himself forced them to find out where those "bastards" came from, and in the memory of the wizards there was no mention of a connection between them and the new gang. 

After being given full access to the memory, it took Snape ten minutes to find everything, what is needed and finally finished with this, Severus was going to correct their memory, but …:

"Mph! Mf-fm-fum!" one of them, who looked the oldest in age and strength, suddenly mumbled excitedly, while looking straight into the eyes of Snape with a firm gaze, which surprised him a little.

"What happened?" Severus asked, raising an eyebrow in puzzlement, removing the roots from his mouth. 

"I would like to make a deal!" with a smile, the man immediately gave out, which also surprised his colleague, throwing perplexed glances in his direction.

"That ball, If I understand correctly, you can store memories in it, right?! And the words you said earlier, about that cube, you are their creator?!" 

"Oh, interesting, it is, and what do you want to offer me?" although Snape had a rough idea of ​​what he meant to say, judging from the memories he had viewed earlier and his words, what he understood, that it was he who created the cubes and the ability of the ball, but the young man at that moment did not focus on this, because he was much more interested in information about Flamel. 

"I would like to offer you cooperation! I'm sure your artefacts will be in huge demand! Please, let's…" but in the next moment, he abruptly fell silent, losing consciousness, which made his colleague turn pale, but after a few seconds he followed him.

"Isn't that a good offer, you could earn even more money?" Nagini asked in bewilderment, she had been watching Snape's actions all this time, but she decided, just in case, not to appear or make sounds while they could see or hear her, because the snake did not want to set him up, as that time, when he had to go to a meeting with Voldemort. 

"For what? I already have enough of it, I thought that he would offer something more interesting, so I decided to listen," stroking her on the top of her head, Severus answered with a smile, "and I used the runes from my world to create them, and I don't want to share it with anyone." he mentally added, looking towards the exit and feeling how a little more than forty magical sources were approaching the house, he approached the Lestranges and after searching the pockets of the elder, he took out his wallet and grinned predatorily," Let's go home, my business is finished here." Nagini was a little puzzled by his actions, but she still nodded.

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