The Last Goodbye

so close.No matter how the outside world promotes the savior's sunshine and friendliness, he knows that his old enemy has very serious aftereffects of the war, which is why Harry returned to Hogwarts as a professor not long after working in the Ministry of Magic—the shadow of war Let Harry Potter have an extreme fear of intimacy.

But the guy in front of him now was nothing like the guy who had come to Malfoy Manor a day earlier to ask him for a Time-Turner.

If you compare that Harry to a blues song that cannot be bluer, this one is a brisk and clear tango.When he talked to a man, he acted like a cat coquettishly with its master - Master Malfoy frowned in surprise at the metaphor in his head.How could he think Harry Potter looked like a cat?

Seeing Harry getting closer to the man, Merlin, if he was any closer he would have kissed that man's face!Suddenly, something unbelievable happened to him. Harry actually put his arms around the man's neck, turned his head, and made a movement.At first Draco thought he was kissing the man's neck, because the man in his arms looked happy and even stroked Harry's hair pamperingly.But he took a closer look and realized - Harry was biting the man!

Draco blinked hard.

That's right!He was right!

Harry bit the man's neck!

While he was in a daze, the green-eyed young man raised his head, the man's blood was still on the corner of his mouth. Harry stuck out his tongue and licked away the remaining blood.Silver moonlight fell down, and those green eyes were transparent. Harry Potter stood in the light, with green eyes and blood red lips, looking at the man in front of him with an evil smile, he looked like a demon who seduced people's hearts.

The man who was bitten also looked relaxed, he didn't even care about the wound on his neck, but continued to talk to Harry, and then smiled, his smile was very charming - the moment Draco saw that smile Remember who this guy is.

This immediately made his hairs stand on end, and he took a deep breath!

As soon as he made a sound, the two people not far away immediately turned their heads alertly, and with a pop, the bush blocking Draco turned into a fluttering leaf.Among the fallen branches and leaves, he saw the cold face of the man holding Harry - Voldemort.

THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING, PARTII

2002

The moment he saw his face clearly, Voldemort turned his anger into a smile, "Little Dragon, it's you."

Little... dragon...? !

Master Malfoy froze in embarrassment.Uh... There are absolutely no more than five people in this world who can call him this nickname, and he is very, very sure that Lord Voldemort is definitely not one of those five.

The Dark Lord seemed about to say something more, but suddenly trembled.Immediately afterwards, under Draco's surprised gaze, the other person's body changed, as if the compound potion had failed, his stature began to shrink, and his appearance became younger.It just happened in an instant. The man who was about thirty suddenly turned into a boy in his fifteenth or sixteenth year, which made his temperament and appearance even more inconsistent, like a mature soul forcibly occupying the young man. Astringent flesh.

Voldemort also looked a little embarrassed, but he got used to his new body right away. While taking off his ill-fitting suit jacket, he smiled and looked at Master Malfoy not far away, "Sorry, I forgot to take my medicine today."

Harry beside the Dark Lord also laughed, "I reminded you."

Voldemort shook his head helplessly, "I know, but it's just too bad."

"Only once a month, Severus treats you well."

"Go get it for me, kitty."

Harry nodded and left them. Draco was still standing in the distance, looking in disbelief at Harry Potter, who was obedient to the man, and then at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old Dark Lord.

There was nothing special on Voldemort's face.While rolling up his shirt sleeves, he sat calmly in the gazebo, "I hope you brought me good news." He looked up at Draco, "Why have you been standing there, come and sit."

"No need." Master Malfoy was still a little dazed.However, he still went forward and handed the disk to the other party, "We have the support of the Queen, and the House of Commons has a majority vote, so the rejection of the registration bill is a sure thing." These are the lines that Weasley prepared for him.

Voldemort nodded in satisfaction. Draco suddenly remembered the other thing his secretary gave him, so he took out the Tiffany's box from his pocket, and handed it to the other party with some embarrassment, "...don't get me wrong. This is what my secretary asked me to give you."

His tone was stiff.

The young Dark Lord looked at him hesitantly.

Just then Harry came back. Voldemort took the medicine from the other person, and passed Tiffany's box, "I think this is from Ron." Harry opened the box, and Draco raised his eyebrows happily when he saw him.But he froze again when he saw what Harry took out of the box.

It's actually a ring!

A wedding ring!

Wait, wait... What happened, what happened, why did Ron ask him to give Voldemort the wedding ring, and why did Voldemort give the ring to Harry without saying anything?In the end what happened?Is there any important information in the middle that he missed?Was he under the Oblivion Curse?Can someone explain it to him?It was so messy... Harry had the platinum ring on his finger while Draco's mind was racing at two hundred yards.

"Thank you, Xiaolong." The green-eyed young man looked very happy, "Please help me too, thank you Ron."

"You should thank them." Voldemort said bluntly.He held the hand of the other party who put on the ring maliciously, and kissed lightly, "If you really lose our wedding ring, I will not forgive you."

What? ! !

Draco took a quick look at Voldemort's hand, then gasped inwardly.

The Dark Lord actually has an identical ring on his left hand!

That is to say...

"Dobby just told me that dinner is ready."

The Dark Lord nodded and drank the medicine in one gulp.The potion took effect very quickly, and after a while he changed back to the early thirties in the magazine. "Actually, I don't think it's necessary." Voldemort stood up and put his suit jacket on his shoulders leisurely. "I don't meet the public very often. Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix knows what's going on with me."

"But your teenage appearance is so distracting that even Lily says you can't concentrate in meetings like that."

"It's not because of me that she can't concentrate in meetings—you look so much like her dream son."

"If you put it this way, her daughter and James' daughter do look a bit like me..."

"It's kind of like? It's like your own sister..."

They both turned around after walking for a while in doubt.

"What's the matter, little dragon?" Harry smiled at Draco who was still standing in the pavilion dumbfounded, "Let's go have dinner together."

"...Huh? Ah...oh, good."

THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING, PART III

2002

"...'For the Neanderthals, their mutant cousin Homo sapiens was deformed. The peaceful coexistence of the two, if ever existed, was short-lived. The arrival of the mutant race, without exception, followed the demise of the lower-evolved races', wait a minute..." Voldemort turned the paper to the first page, "No wonder, it was written in 1973? This article is too old. The fact that no significant gene flow has been found between Neanderthals and Homo sapiens, and that Homo sapiens is not a mutant relative of Neanderthals - the premise of this article does not hold. Moreover Recent archaeological discoveries have shown that the offspring of Neanderthals and Homo sapiens have higher IQ and adaptability, so it is the mixed blood, not the pure blood genes that are really superior. We should encourage Muggle and Homo sapiens Keep in touch with wizards, why does Skeeter always quote such articles that are harmful to the situation but not beneficial to the situation, I have to call her..." He stretched out his hand—whoosh!

Voldemort's phone slid across the long mahogany table, and Harry pressed it under the palm of his hand with a click, "You promised not to talk about business during the meal." The Dark Lord might have wanted to protest, but Harry ignored him and turned his head away. Going to look at Draco, "Little Dragon, do you want dessert?"

"no need."

"Where's the coffee?"

"……All right."

Harry got up and went into the kitchen, and took two glasses of Italian espresso after a while.He put a glass in front of Draco