HP - Shadow Monarch! [BOOK 1]

Chapter 164 - The An Unexpected Dungeon.

[Chapter Size: 2000 Words.]

Third Person POV

Hogwarts.

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Snape spent several hours in a dungeon full of monsters, just like the first time he used a key, entering a den of wolves. But here, he found a forest full of large orcs, while he killed all the monsters and their leader, one by one, taking their shadows, increasing his number of shadows even further.

And just like in Dracula's castle, he left the dungeon through the painting, only to find himself falling to the ground, as the painting was more than six meters above it.

He landed without any problems, looking around and seeing everything as normal. Despite his clothes being a bit torn, he was perfectly fine.

"How strange, I don't feel like this place has changed much," Snape murmured as he looked around, noticing that everything was exactly as he had left it. Even his tea still had liquid in it, which was odd, considering he had spent about six hours in that place. He found it strange—Dobby would have cleaned it up if he had seen it.

"Dobby." He called immediately, and the house-elf appeared right away.

"Yes, Master Snape!" he said. "You haven't gone to sleep yet... Your clothes, is there a problem?!" he asked, alarmed upon seeing his master's torn clothing.

"I... wanted to know how much time has passed since we last saw each other?" he asked.

"That... maybe about 30 or 40 minutes, Master Snape. Did something happen?!" Dobby asked, still disturbed.

"Here, can you take this?" Snape said, removing his tattered cloak to clean himself up and discard the clothing.

"Master Snape!! Are you trying to send me away?!" Dobby started crying at the sight of this. "Tell me, is Dobby not doing a good job?! Does Dobby need to punish himself or something?!" he lamented.

Snape finally realized what he had done when he saw the clothes being handed to the elf and took a step back. "I forgot about that, I apologize, Dobby. I don't need anything else, I'll handle this myself." In the end, Snape burned his own clothing without using a wand.

"Now I'm going to sleep. Just clean up the mess," Snape said and went to his room without saying anything else before heading to bed.

The next day, Snape was once again in the common hall, eating while ignoring everyone, including Clarisse, who was sitting beside him.

'That portal... Could the system start introducing new paintings or something like that?' Snape thought as he looked at his open system. He had reached level 65 and distributed even more points into magic and other stats.

'I also got some rather unique items... What should I do with them...?' he wondered. Besides the shadows, he had found different properties, both for potions and magical materials.

He just needed to figure out how to use them. He kept them in his inventory, which had been almost empty when he entered the dungeon.

"What are you looking at?" Snape was pulled from his thoughts when he felt Clarisse touch his shoulder.

"Hm?" He looked at her, making her smile.

"You've been staring into nothing for a while, not even listening to me," she said.

"I was just thinking about something," he replied, noticing other students glancing at them while he closed his system.

"Anyway... you and Lucinda aren't talking anymore?" she asked, as the girl in question was further away, chatting with other girls. She wasn't as clingy to Snape as she had been last year. He remembered receiving some letters from her—she had mentioned him visiting her family, but he hadn't.