[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

It was the guest room last time, and the two elves from last time. Harry looked at the timid two and said, "Get out." With two crisp sounds, the elf disappeared against the master's order.Harry laid himself down in the bathtub, and simply washed, mainly because the floo and killing before returning had left his hair gray.

As for being tired, Harry had a good time before returning.

"Lulu." Harry got dressed. He had a whole change of clothes in his pocket, but the modern clothes didn't match the house. The whole house was swearing their tradition and nobility, and some small Like the king's palace.

"Please tell me, Mr. Potter." Lulu stood five meters away from Harry.

"I want to see Mr. Malfoy, maybe in his study?" Harry tied up his hair in front of the mirror. Voldemort didn't like the way his hair was frizzy, so he fixed his hair at this length, a low length ponytail.With waves.

"Yes sir, the master said that you would like to meet him in the study." Lulu repeated in a low voice, hiding her fingers that had been scalded by the iron behind her back.

"Such clever Malfoy." Flame brushed his front hair, but because of the curse it would grow to that length very quickly.A simplified growth-inhibiting curse, was Harry six or seven when he put it on himself?

"Please sit down, Harry." Lucius had already adjusted his emotions, or this man had already adjusted his emotions when he went home and saw his wife, including Draco.

"Thank you, what would Mr. Malfoy want to know?" Harry clasped his hands in front of his chest, resting his elbows on the armrest.

"Is this a thank you gift or compensation?" Lucius looked at Harry's businesslike manner, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Baron Potter still distinguishes between public and private."

"Put away your sarcasm, for Merlin's sake I am making up for it." Harry said leisurely, "I want to get acquainted with the American emphasis before Dumbledore comes over."

"I think you are more suitable for German accent." Lucius smiled, "How much do you think I can accept?"

"I don't want you to lose your temper in front of Dumbledore, but the lord raised me, taught me, and waited for me to return, and I ran away before the last year and imprisoned him in a poor once worshiped In his human body, this person is called Quirillos Quirrell. I don't know whether he will continue to use this name or change his name in the next time." Harry looked at Lucius whose expression had changed, Shut up at the right time, although Voldemort's is only a soul state, but he knows his horror very well.

"Actually, you just need to guarantee that you won't let him enter the country illegally or legally, can't you? Then why are you restricted?" Harry raised his eyebrows, and the surprised emphasis reminded Lucius of those hippies when he was in charge of international diplomacy.

"You might as well pretend to be a London waif, and the one who searches that area is the Monggertons." Lucius had a painful expression on his face, well, this guy is very good at diverting his attention.Harry squinted and smiled. He liked when this gentleman was calm or helpless. After all, this face, which was more perfect than Roland's, was not suitable for frequent loss of blood.

"What's Monggertons?" Harry blinked. "Is there anything I need to know, sir?"

"No, these things are more suitable for Dumbledore to tell you, and I don't know what Snape would say to Dumbledore to explain why you are in Germany and Draco is by your side."

"He will say that you told him to go there, and he didn't know it before, and the incident of the Portkey, as registered by the Ministry of Magic, can fully explain that you gave him the contactor directly because of your impatience and asked him to find it first. Draco and he happened to be with me who was on a trip." Harry blinked, and took out the medal from his pocket innocently, "Do I need to show my title certificate?"

"You know American wizards?" Lucius was starting to believe Harry's story about him living in America.

"Well, I know a group of blood races in Seattle, as well as trackers and conjurers. He is very taboo that I know wizards, but I have learned their spells and witchcraft." Harry shrugged and curled his lips: "I don't even think about it." I got my ears pierced after I left."

"How did you learn this under Nagini's supervision?" Lucius gave up the idea of ​​correcting Harry. After all, Dumbledore might prefer a little guy who can be disciplined to a well-mannered nobleman. rascal.

"As long as there is a fresh lamb chop, it can be kept a secret for Tom's surprise. Of course it was cheated by me for about four years, because of this surprise I became, frightened." Harry narrowed his eyes, Nagini, he I really miss this loyal silver snake.

"You say, who?" Lucius wasn't sure that the name Harry had just spat out would represent their lord.

"Tom, Tom Riddle." Harry pursed his lips, "I think it's the Lord's name before he changed his name, because once Nagini called him the damned Riddle."

"Wait a minute." Lucius turned to the fireplace and took out a black notebook from the hidden compartment.

"Look at this." Lucius added: "It says it belongs to Tom Marvolo Riddle. I never knew who it was, and now it seems that no one dared to mention it when I knew it." name."

When he got the notebook, Harry threw it directly on the desk in front of him. Although he had already absorbed part of Voldemort's remnant soul in his body, the greed caused by long-term use of potions made him subconsciously want to devour the notebook The chunks inside are delicious.

"Is there any problem?" Lucius saw Harry's face suddenly changed, thinking that it might be affected, he wanted to take it back.

"No, don't touch it, you'd better give me this thing." Harry thought for a while, then looked at the ground next to him, "Do you mind?"

Lucius shook his head: "No, not at all. This rug is not out of print."

"Very good." Harry removed the zippered pocket on his body, "I got it from a South American salesman. It can be put on any clothes at any time, and it is perfectly transformed. After all, it feels strange for a boy to wear a bag." weird."

Harry turned his pockets upside down, first a complete set of various clothes, then Galleons and gold, dollar bills, euros and pounds, military rations, drinking water, spells, cursed props, peace charms, the things that fell around should be Two medals, a rope soaked in black dog blood, a cauldron, a broken wand, a unicorn horn, a soundless bird's tail feather, gems, and a crown gradually turned into a hill.

"To be honest, you can pretend that you are a South American peddler. Is that the cane of Wei Weiss III? Can you sell it to me?" Lucius watched Harry pour out more and more things, and there was another Arabian flying carpet, this item is prohibited for sale.

"I could have used the Coming Charm but I forgot what the chain was called. But if I'm carrying a wraith magic item with me, it's hard not to be spotted by Dumbledore." Harry rummaged through his pile of magic implements. , and then pulled out a nearly transparent chain-shaped thing.

"What's this called?" Harry wrapped the notebook tightly with a chain, black smoke billowed from the notebook, Harry frowned, "This thing has already absorbed a lot of souls, who did you show it to before? "

"No, no." Lucius looked at the smoking notebook that Harry threw into the corner, and suddenly felt that he couldn't accept this way of handling it, it was too casual!

"Maybe he made it himself." Harry shook his head, then propped his pocket to suck up everything on the ground, slapped it on the clothes, and turned into an ordinary pocket again. "It will stop when it becomes weak. It seems that this was used by the Holy See to catch evil spirits in the past, or is it used for something?"

"Don't even think about it." Lucius couldn't bear it, mainly because the changes were too great.Harry squinted his eyes and smiled, and said to Lucius, "Before I get the benefits of the savior, I will choose to listen to that side. So, I won't make it too difficult for you."

Just as Lucius was about to speak, he saw Harry put the notebook that had stopped smoking into his pocket, and then adjusted his clothes. The fireplace started to smoke, and two people came out.

"Good day, Mr. Dumbledore." Lucius didn't find that there was even some kindness in his voice. Although Dumbledore was unreliable, at least he wouldn't - throw away the Dark Lord's things.

Harry, standing aside and scratching his ears, could hear Lucius feeling dumbfounded that he had been saved by the enemy, but this did not prevent him from rushing directly behind Snape, looking very shrewd but pretending to be timid .

"Good day, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore smiled sincerely after seeing Harry's reaction. "Thank you for taking Harry in temporarily. Severus told me, how is Draco's situation? Our Madam Pomfrey is a good doctor, and she doesn't mind diagnosing future students in advance."

"Don't worry, I've asked the family doctor to examine the two children. Compared to Draco, Harry's condition is more serious. I'm a little worried. After all, he and Xiaolong got along very well these two days. You I know I'm always unwilling to make Xiaolong sad." Lucius smiled and blocked Dumbledore's words, he also had the desire to keep the savior with them.

"I think Madam Pomfrey is more familiar with the physical condition of teenage children. After all, she has been doing it for more than 20 years. Is this Harry?" Dumbledore winked, then turned to Harry.

"I don't want to see a doctor, I'm doing fine." Harry poked his head from behind Snape, his fingers still clutching at Snape's clothes, and the poor professor couldn't understand why he went to call someone's kung fu and the brat became A little troll.

"Really?" Lucius raised his eyebrows, stopped Dumbledore who was about to speak, stuck his head into the fireplace, and called Dr. Claude.Seeing the smile on the corner of Big Platinum's mouth, Harry suddenly felt that he was taking revenge, right?

Seeing the situation in the room, Clarence directly told Dumbledore about the situation that he had analyzed with his colleagues after leaving last time.

"He lied!"