A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 91 The Story of Tywin

Half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye during their conversation.

William couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him.

"Professor, if Tywin Lannister's goal was to save James Potter, why did he impersonate a Death Eater?"

"Wrong, William. Tywin isn't trying to save James. He really wants to save Voldemort, who is also a true Death Eater."

"But didn't he have special feelings for James? In those memories..."

"People change, William. Tywin changed after James and Lily got together." Dumbledore's eyes sharpened.

"You remember that memory, right? Tywin once tried to cast a curse on Lily just because she was dating Jaime."

"Remember."

"That was just the beginning. Love can sometimes drive a person crazy and make them less like themselves," Dumbledore said with great experience.

"Come on, this is a memory I've been searching for for a long time."

Dumbledore stirred the Pensieve, and the two entered another memory.

A peculiar scene unfolded.

William's pupils contracted in shock. What the hell was that?!

The surroundings were blurry and dark when a man appeared. He wore a black robe, his blond hair was filthy, and his face showed fear.

A group of men wearing black hoods surrounded him, their wands pointed at his head.

"Don't kill me! I'm here to see the Dark Lord!!" The man knelt on the ground and raised his wand.

"Oh, you came to see me? Did Dumbledore send you to deliver a message, Tywin?"

A figure appeared, but it was blurry, because the source of this memory lowered his head in fear.

"I have important intelligence; I know the location of the Phoenix Order members... You can lead the way..."

"Huh, do you know whose location?" The deep, hoarse voice rang out again.

"Several of them, Lily Potter, Frank Longbottom, and Alice Longbottom..."

"Not bad," the man said lazily. "The Longbottoms escaped from me once, and Lily Potter escaped twice."

I remember these are all your classmates, right? Whatever you desire, merciful Lord Voldemort will grant it to you.

"I...I want to become...a Death Eater!"

Soon, the scene changed, and new memories appeared.

A small, square house, dimly lit. The black marble floor looked alarming. A low wooden altar surrounded a shrine with three pillars, candlelight flickering on it.

A figure appeared. This person was tall and had blond hair that looked very familiar. It was Tywin, who was in his twenties.

At this moment, he was no longer the timid and ordinary Tywin; he had become confident, handsome, and had a smile on his face.

Soon, more people gathered, and the figures of four wizards came into view. They were all observing the newcomers who were taking their oaths to join.

Judging from their attire, they were Death Eaters. The lighting was dim, and they were wearing hoods, so William couldn't recognize their faces.

"Death Eaters." A deep, hoarse voice suddenly rang out, and a figure appeared on the altar.

"In the name of the great Voldemort, I open this assembly hall to my new servants!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a rapid hammer blow rang out.

William stared in astonishment at the scene before him.

Various books have been very secretive about the Death Eaters' rituals, but today he finally saw them with his own eyes.

The entire ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner, the surrounding scene resembling a cult, with sparkling wands placed against the bare chest of the oath-taker... This signified that if the oath-taker "betrayed Voldemort," they would be punished with magic piercing their heart.

Tywin knelt at Voldemort's feet... swearing "eternal loyalty to my master"... and if he betrayed him, he was willing to be punished by having his belly ripped open, his heart taken alive, and left on the ground to be trampled on.

Voldemort bent down, took Tywin's left arm, rolled up his sleeve to his elbow, and gently tapped it with his wand.

Tywin wore a pained expression, but the psychological satisfaction quickly overwhelmed the pain, and an excited flush appeared on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, something appeared on Tywin's skin: a bright red tattoo pattern, a snake emerging from the mouth of a skull.

—The Black Magic Mark.

When the ceremony ended, Tywin knelt down, crawled to Voldemort, and kissed the hem of his black robe.

"Master... Master..." Tywin whispered.

The Death Eaters who witnessed it all did the same; each of them crawled on their knees to Voldemort's side, kissed his robes, then stepped aside, stood up, and silently formed a circle.

“Let’s go, William,” Dumbledore said.

The two returned to their office.

After a moment, Dumbledore finally spoke.

"During his time at Hogwarts as a child, Voldemort amassed a group of devoted followers."

I say this because there is no better word to describe him; he felt no affection for them. This group formed a dark force within the castle, a diverse mix of people: the weak seeking refuge, the ambitious seeking prestige, and the inherently cruel, drawn to a leader who could teach them a higher form of cruelty.

In other words, they were the precursors to the Death Eaters. Some of them actually became the first Death Eaters after leaving Hogwarts.

"The young Voldemort, in order to win people's hearts and show his specialness, designed this ritual at the suggestion of this group."

The true core Death Eaters mostly underwent this ritual, signifying that they were now Voldemort's servants.

William pondered for a moment, then asked, "Professor, where does this memory come from?"

"Rodolphus Lestrange, and his wife Bellatrix, were Voldemort's top Death Eater leaders and his most fanatical followers, so the memory is reliable," Dumbledore said.

"So why did Tywin Lannister join the Death Eaters?"

"William, I can only guess." Dumbledore crossed his arms. "Human hearts are fickle. Tywin always had special feelings for James, but with James and Lily's marriage, those feelings turned into hatred."

This hatred drove him to leak Lily's information to Voldemort so that he could kill her.

"Did the Potters die around that time?"

"No." Dumbledore shook his head. "Lily escaped that attack; that was the third time she had escaped Voldemort's pursuit."

However, after that incident, I suspected someone on our side had betrayed us, so I suggested that Potter and the Longbottoms go into hiding.

"But at that time, Voldemort had to find the Potters for some reason."

"Tywin was Jaime's childhood friend, and he was also the one who went to investigate in secret. However, before he could play his role, Voldemort found Jaime and Lily through others."

"Sirius Black?"

"Yes, Sirius," Dumbledore repeated in a sad, incomprehensible, complex tone.

"Tywin didn't play a role, so Voldemort fell. Not many people witnessed him becoming a Death Eater, and he didn't expose himself, remaining hidden until now."

"Then why does he hate Professor Snape?" William asked.

He remembered Tywin saying in the school hospital that Snape was a despicable traitor who killed Jaime and the Dark Lord.

"William, I can't go into too much detail with you, but I can tell you that Voldemort made up his mind to kill the Potters because of some information that Snape accidentally leaked."

In the end, Voldemort died, and Tywin believed that Snape had deceived Voldemort and caused his death, which was why he hated him.

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