"What if-I mean, what if we could contact our master?"
Lucius's words not only brought a look of surprise to Snape's face, but also made Harry and Draco widen their eyes beneath the Invisibility Cloak.
They knew nothing about Voldemort's actual condition, only that the Death Eaters and the foreigners wanted to resurrect him through the Diary.
Only the dead could be resurrected. But if Voldemort was already dead, how could they contact him?
Communicate with the dead?
The two exchanged a glance, the same suspicion forming in their minds.
His soul!
When Harry studied Occlumency, Vaughn had mentioned the concept of souls. Draco had even been exposed to Dark Magic, much of which was closely connected to souls.
There was simply too much information packed into Lucius's words. If the Death Eaters and the foreigners could find Voldemort's soul, this would be far beyond anything two young wizards could handle.
Harry, in particular, knew what had happened with Quirrell and had personally been involved, so he did not doubt Lucius's words. It was just that Lucius seemed to imply Voldemort trusted no one, preferring to lurk in dark corners rather than seek help from the Death Eaters.
"Lucius, do you realize what you're saying?" Snape's voice grew low.
Lucius smiled and shrugged. "Of course, but this wasn't my idea alone. Jacob persuaded everyone."
"Jacob? He isn't even a Death Eater!" Snape found that rather laughable.
Lucius said meaningfully, "Snape, don't forget that boy!"
"The Chosen One? How ridiculous!"
"You know better than anyone that our great Chosen One is nothing but a pathetic little wretch. It was the final spell his mother cast before her death that rebounded our master's Killing Curse!"
"Jacob believes that as long as we find the Diary and contact our master, Potter will help