<h4>Chapter 123: Benefits of having more undercover agents</h4>


    While the Death Eaters were still secretly holding a meeting in Malfoy Manor, there was a different atmosphere in the headmaster''s office of Hogwarts.


    "Dumbledore, hasn''t the person you are waiting fore yet?" Drac leaned on the sofa boredly and yawnedzily, "You have added a few handfuls of Floo powder into the firece. Do you really think Floo powder is free?"


    He nced at the firece that had always maintained a green me, and his expression was a little strange.


    Although the price of Floo powder has remained unchanged for a hundred years, and it has been sold at two Sickles per spoon for a long time, it is really nothing for a big wizard like Dumbledore who is not short of money... But Dumbledore''s behavior of adding Floo powder every once in a while does seem a little unwise...


    "Ahem... Maybe there is something wrong." Dumbledore''s hand was about to reach for the jar of Floo powder, but he froze in mid-air when he heard Drac''s question.


    Without the replenishment of Floo powder, the me in the firece finally couldn''t maintain its green form and turned back to its original red color.


    "Professor Drac, hasn''t Tom Riddle''s Horcrux returned?" Dumbledore turned to look at Drac and asked, "That doesn''t make sense... Isn''t the Death Eater meeting over yet?"


    "So you''re waiting for Snape, right?" Drac curled his lips and looked at Dumbledore with disdain, "Riddle left the Death Eater meeting early to prevent his identity from being exposed, and the others should have to wait for a while. After all, he is Voldemort''s Horcrux, so it''s normal for him to get some special treatment."


    Drac thought Dumbledore was waiting for some important wizard, and his tone was mysterious.


    Unexpectedly, Dumbledore just felt Riddle''s return and thought that the undercover he ced in the Death Eater camp was about to return, so he used the special Floo powder to open the permission to go directly to the Hogwarts principal''s office.


    "Ah, so that''s how it is!" Dumbledore smiled awkwardly and retracted his hand that was reaching for the Floo powder jar. "It seems that we have to wait for a while. Hmm... I wonder if Professor Drac is interested in wizard chess?"


    He casually took out a wizard chess board and began to kill time with nothing to say.


    "You want to y wizard chess with me?" Drac showed a very strange expression, "Are you sure?"


    "Any questions, Professor Drac?" Dumbledore looked at Drac strangely, feeling that his expression was inexplicably weird.


    "It''s okay,e." Drac slowly raised the corner of his mouth and stood up from the sofa.


    He sat directly in front of Dumbledore''s desk, looking at the wizard chess board on the table, and his heart quietly became interested.


    Five minutester-


    Dumbledore looked at the situation on the chessboard in front of him and fell into deep self-doubt.


    He believed that with his high intelligence and judgment, as well as his experience in participating in wizard chesspetitions when he was young, he was a pretty good chess yer.


    Although he became increasingly busy after the outbreak of the global wizard war started by Grindelwald, and had few opportunities to y small things like wizard chess, he should not be defeated without any chance to fight back...


    "Professor Drac, I didn''t know you were a professional chess yer." Dumbledore looked at the silver-haired man in front of him with a yful expression, and said helplessly, "No wonder you look so confident, it''s my own fault."


    "I''m not interested in being a professional chess yer." Drac shook his head happily, "But I do have some experience in things like wizard chess that kill time."


    During the more than a thousand years that Drac had experienced, he was bored for a long time, trying to find various things that could kill time.


    Wizard chess, a game that was born in India a long time ago, is one of the things he has studied.


    In fact, in his thousand-year life, Drac had long been tired of ying the game of Wizard Chess. He had studied all kinds of ideas and ways of ying, and he was toozy to y chess with others.


    But Dumbledore''s sudden invitation suddenly made Drac interested.


    It sounds interesting to be able to defeat a great wizard in a unique way of Wizard Chess!


    Seeing that Dumbledore had not moved for a long time, the magic chess pieces on the chessboard began to make noises-


    Queen: "Why don''t you point out the next step quickly? I''ve been waiting for a long time."


    King: "Why don''t you surrender? It''s boring!"


    Knight: "We are about to fight to the death, why did your majesty surrender first?"


    Soldier: "..."


    Dumbledore looked at the chattering chess pieces on the chessboard with a dark face, raising his hands and putting them down again, wondering if there was any chance of aeback.


    At this moment, the me in the firece in the principal''s office suddenly swayed rhythmically.


    "Ah, it seems that Severus ising back." Dumbledore immediately noticed the movement of the mes and stood up as if he had been pardoned.


    He quickly put away the wizard chess, and covered up the chess game that had no chance of winning.


    "Ahem, Professor Drac, it seems that we don''t have time to decide the winner today, why not fight again another day!" Dumbledore coughed lightly and said to Drac who had not yet reacted.


    Drac: "?"


    He was just enjoying the embarrassed expression of the old headmaster with great interest, howe the chess was gone without paying attention?


    However, Dumbledore did not give Drac a chance to protest. He reached out and grabbed a handful of special Floo powder and threw it into the firece, and the mes in the firece immediately burned with a green light.


    A wizard with greasy hair walked out of the mes, his expression was cold, his long ck hair was draped on both sides like a curtain, in the middle was a grayish-yellow face, a hooked nose and a pair of dark eyes.


    "Wee back, Severus!" Dumbledore asked enthusiastically, "What did you gain from today''s Death Eater meeting?"


    Snape looked at Dumbledore with his dark eyes, his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he was surprised why the old headmaster was suddenly so enthusiastic today.


    Of course, what Snape didn''t know was that the situation of the wizard chess game just now made Dumbledore a little embarrassed, and now he just used him as a tool to reasonably divert the topic...


    "Drac, why are you here too?" Snape did not answer Dumbledore''s question, but turned his head to look at Drac sitting at the desk.


    "Why, don''t you wee me?" Drac stood up from his chair, chuckled and came to Snape, looking deeply into his eyes, "It seems that your undercover operation is very sessful, Professor Snape!"


    "I am very curious, how did you deceive Voldemort almost perfectly? Even Voldemort''s clone told me that you are definitely on the side of the Death Eaters."


    Drac showed a meaningful expression and raised his mouth slightly, "In addition, how did you manage to hide deeply in the Death Eater camp while gaining such deep trust from Headmaster Dumbledore?"


    Snape looked at the wine-red light flowing in Drac''s eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and fell silent. There was no trace of emotion on his face.


    The situation has be a littleplicated now. Not only does Snape not trust Drac, thinking that he is just an outsider who has only been in Hogwarts for a year; simrly, Drac also does not trust Snape very much, because he was personally confirmed as a Death Eater by Riddle!


    "Severus, Professor Drac, you two don''t need to question each other like this." Just when the air fell into silence, Dumbledore suddenly spoke.


    "Severus, Professor Drac is absolutely trustworthy. You can safely tell him what happened at the Death Eater meeting today." Dumbledore looked at Snape and nodded to him gently.


    After choosing to use Drac''s n to eliminate Voldemort instead of his own n, Dumbledore knew that all kinds of information in the future could no longer be hidden from the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Otherwise, there would only be more information gaps between the two, and even some rifts.


    So Dumbledore told Snape without hesitation that he could tell Drac the information he learned at the Death Eater meeting.


    Then, Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Drac again.


    "Professor Drac, I also fully trust Severus." He said softly, "Severus''s recognition by Voldemort is not a reason for us to doubt him, but should be used as our capital topete with Voldemort!"


    "Excuse me, what is the reason why the headmaster fully trusts Professor Snape?" Drac asked directly with interest, regardless of whether Dumbledore was willing to answer or not, "I have been curious about this for a long time."


    After asking this question, Drac noticed that Snape''s face changed slightly.


    "As far as I know, Professor Snape was a die-hard Death Eater back then..." Drac raised his mouth and stared at Snape''s eyes as deep as a dark corridor, "Why did he betray Voldemort so abruptly, and then he got the trust of Headmaster Dumbledore so abruptly?"


    "There must be something I don''t know in the middle!"


    Drac looked deeply into Snape''s eyes, and then sighed with some regret.


    Snape''s brain lumency is indeed very good. There is nothing useful in his eyes. No wonder he can be an excellent undercover in the Death Eater camp.


    "These things have nothing to do with you, Drac!" Snape finally couldn''t help it, gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "If I were you, I would definitely take care of my own business first!"


    "What a pity, Professor Snape... but you are not me." Drac didn''t take it as an offense at all, but smiled and said, "If you were me, you would understand how boring I am. It''s rare to find something interesting, so of course you have to find out!"


    Snape''s face became more gloomy, and the wand in his hand was clenched tightly, as if he wanted to hit Drac in the face at any time.


    But he immediately remembered the scenes of being defeated by Drac several times, so he turned his head with a stiff expression and chose not to look at Drac''s annoying face, out of sight, out of mind.


    "Albus, I think we should be prepared." Snape looked at Dumbledore and said in a deep voice.


    "Has Voldemort decided on the next action?" Dumbledore''s face also became solemn.


    "Yes, the Dark Lord asked us to take action on Halloween." Snape said seriously, "Almost all elite Death Eaters will be dispatched to break through the defense of Azkaban and rescue the most loyal servants of the Dark Lord!"


    Then, Snape carefully told Dumbledore about Voldemort''s n-


    Snape himself held back the two professors of Hogwarts, Yaxley bribed the officials of the Ministry of Magic, and Lucius used his connections and money to open up the rtionship...


    "In fact, after learning the detailed n, the Death Eaters'' action this time is easy to destroy." Snape said, "As long as you two can arrive in time, the Dark Lord will not have enough power to break the defense of Azkaban."


    "No!" Dumbledore tly rejected Snape''s statement.


    "Voldemort''s n can indeed be easily broken, but it is not worth the loss." He looked deeply at Snape and said in a very serious tone, "If Voldemort''s n is so easily destroyed by us, he can easily find out that there are undercover agents in the Death Eater camp!"


    "Severus, the premise of all our actions is to protect your own identity first!"


    "I know." Snape said softly, "The Death Eaters'' other actions cannot be stopped for the time being, but I can pretend that I didn''t hold you back and rule the Dark Lord''s news a littleter."


    "Even the Dark Lord knows that there are few things that can be hidden from Dumbledore. He can''t me me for this matter."


    "But even so, it will reduce his trust in you." Dumbledore frowned and shook his head gently.


    He looked at Drac, who was bored next to him, "Maybe we can find a better way. What do you think, Professor Drac?"


    Drac crossed his arms and sat back in the chair in front of his desk nonchntly, looking indifferent.


    "You are worried about the exposure of the undercover agent!" He crossed his legs and raised his mouth happily, "In fact... we don''t have only one undercover agent!"


    "You mean..." Dumbledore adjusted his sses thoughtfully.


    "Do what needs to be done!" Drac waved his hand and said decisively, "For example, the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, and the Director of the Auror Office, you should notify them all... The same goes for the Aurors and observers stationed in Azkaban, rece those who have epted bribes!"


    "Anyway, ording to the original n, Riddle''s joining our camp will definitely be exposed soon, so why not let him expose it more thoroughly!"


    "And Voldemort will be more rxed about checking other undercover agents when he learns that he has a definite undercover agent, which can be regarded as making the best use of Riddle."


    "This is the advantage of having more undercover agents!"