HP - Shadow Monarch!

Chapter 73 - Regulus Black.

[Chapter Size: 1800 Words.]

Third Person POV

Hogwarts.

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Snape had deposited his small fortune in the bank as he left it with his account replenished, the staff asked if he wanted to see the vault, but he said there was no need since his contract ensured that if it was robbed, the bank would cover all the losses, wondering if anyone else had managed to get such a term.

After Snape had reviewed everything with the staff, collected the VIP card, and finally exited the bank, the employees couldn't help but feel relieved as they simultaneously grabbed tissues to wipe the sweat that had accumulated while Snape was in their presence.

"Finally, he's gone..." said the employee who was the manager who had attended to him.

"What was that... Mr. Morden?" the guard couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know... but I've never seen anything like it... I've never felt so much darkness coming from one person... what kind of... monster is that wizard... how can a human being be like that...?" Mile said cautiously, still shivering from Snape's presence.

"I felt like I could die at any moment with that guy so close, it was as if Death itself was here..." the guard murmured.

"Yes... we must not offend this being for any reason," the manager stated as if it were an unbreakable command.

"Yes, sir. We'll always keep this vault secure!" the guard exclaimed as the manager nodded, hoping never to see Snape again, though doubting that would happen.

Snape didn't do much more as he returned to school and proceeded to his new house. "You're back!" He heard a female voice as soon as he entered the precise room, it was Pandora greeting him, after all, she too could enter the room and seemed to have been there all day while he was out.

"Yes. I'm going to do some things and sleep, you can make yourself comfortable," Snape said, not caring much about the girl staying around.

"I'll play with Atlas then!" Pandora exclaimed cheerfully, heading to where Atlas was kept.

Snape continued preparing some potions with some old stoves he had found, still better than heaven.

"Next year I'll prepare a large number of stoves created by myself that will surpass any other magician's... but for that, I must study magical runes... Maybe it's time to start learning this in my elective class, but will they let me switch from fantastic beasts to this..." Snape couldn't help but debate with himself as he spent the rest of Sunday working on his projects.

The next day, he woke up in his bed and went to the animal enclosure, started his exercises, and went to the common hall to eat, beginning classes normally that day after the previous week, as he started herbology chatting with Lucinda and Clarisse, the two girls seemed quite interested if the rumors about Bellatrix and him were true, but he denied it while the two believed.

The atmosphere was still strange among the students from the houses most affected by the attacks as things gradually returned to normal, although some students never seemed the same these days.

He had his dueling class on Thursday against the fifth year and on Friday against the seventh, while the Slytherins were afraid to face him, but Bellatrix always seemed brave, and everyone watched her being defeated astonished, even with this already known outcome, it was very strange to see that crazy woman being knocked out by Snape as she cursed him in all manner of ways, but could do nothing more.