The Last Goodbye

, there is still the ability to do more.Of course, I don't want much, and to help you achieve the final victory, those are just a matter of effort for you. The person sitting opposite him narrowed his eyes slightly, and Riddle's smile deepened, "Just the Philosopher's Stone is enough to prove that I will be a very beneficial ally to you.Please consider my proposal carefully. "

"It seems that Harry Potter is not a problem at all?"

Riddle curled his lips, as if he felt that there was no need to answer this question.

Grindelwald seemed quite satisfied, "Forgive me for being so cautious, after all, we are at war now. You are right, we have a lot of room for cooperation. As for the specific plan and conditions, we can discuss it slowly. You are a very A smart boy must have a bright future." He took out a necklace from his pocket and pushed it in front of him, "Now, no one has the right of way to the manor except myself. But you can use it to communicate with Harry, it will be better than an owl Much more convenient with a phone. Take that as my sincerity."

"I didn't know there was such a spell." Riddle picked up the chain, which was made of sterling silver, with a pendant representing the symbol of the Hallows hanging from the end. "Want to learn? I can teach you." Grindelwald said naturally, "You can do it now." He suddenly pulled out his wand and pressed it against the neck of the young man kneeling beside him. Harry just glanced at him.But Riddle became alert for a moment, he looked at him coldly, "...what are you going to do?"

"Relax, just demonstrate." Grindelwald smiled softly. "Watch it. Marcameo."

The Elder's wand suddenly pierced a golden light! Harry seemed to be burned by something, and his whole body shivered.The wand resting on his neck moved away.On the fair neck, there is an extra mark of the Deathly Hallows.It looked like it had been hit with a red-hot iron, leaving a scorched bloodstain.A smell of burnt flesh quickly spread in the air, and Grindelwald waved away the unpleasant smell. Harry still knelt on the spot, gritted his teeth, and gradually calmed down his breath.He was silent the whole time.

Riddle stood up abruptly, "Aren't you going too far!"

He looked like he wanted to draw his wand.

Grindelwald just waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's getting late. You must be tired. My manor can't disapparate, so you can stay here tonight." He reached out his hand and touched the kneeling The head of the young man beside him said, "Send the guest to the room, Harry."

The green-eyed young man was about to get up when Grindelwald pressed his head and added, "Come to my bedroom after sending him there, understand?"

Those green eyes swept over, and glanced at the man coldly like blades, "...Yes."

BLOOD AND FIRE, PARTIV

1940

"This is your room. Good night."

Harry started to move, but Riddle stopped him.The young man turned his face and looked at the other party indifferently, "What's the matter?" Riddle didn't answer, but just drew his wand close to Harry's neck, and cast an ice spell. "There's no need to do anything extra." The young man waved his hand and flicked away his magic, but the young man stopped him again. "Don't go." He finally said a word.The voice is very soft. Harry could barely catch what he was saying, "...what don't go?"

"Don't listen to him." Riddle added, "Don't go to his room."

His voice was still soft, icy cold, like a water snake.He raised his eyes to look at Harry.His eyes were like black night sinking into the horizon.

They were so dark that they sucked in the lights around them.

"I can't refuse his orders," Harry said dryly. "You can." Riddle still stared straight at him, "If you want, you can." His tone was firm as if stating an axiom.

Harry suddenly smiled sarcastically, "You're meddling in your own business. Don't you only care about helping that bastard rule the world? Does what I do have anything to do with you?" Riddle didn't answer, just pursed his lips slightly.This deja vu action touched another person.

Harry stretched his tense face subconsciously, "...Are you really here to join that bastard?" He hoped that the other party would say no to him by chance.

But disappointed to see the boy nodded.

A burst of anger suddenly rushed to the top of his head - the young man suddenly raised his hand, and slapped the opponent across the face! !He didn't hold back any strength, and he didn't care that the person in front of him was just a child. Riddle was unprepared and staggered from the beating. He held on to the wall next to him to keep from falling. He hissed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.The boy turned his face again, his black eyes were still the same as before, looking at Harry coldly.He didn't even look surprised or angry, like he was a cold snake by nature.

This made Harry even angrier!

"Salazar Potter! Do you know that Germany is going to attack Britain next! Your motherland! Do you know!"

"……I know."

"You—!" Harry raised his hand again. Riddle didn't hide, but closed his eyes subconsciously.He waited for a while, but the opponent's slap did not fall, Riddle opened his eyes and looked at Harry.The young man's hand was still in the air.The green eyes showed sadness, anger, and a huge and profound disappointment beyond words.But Harry finally let go.The anger in the green eyes gradually died down, and finally disappeared without a trace.After that, a kind of abhorrent contempt rose from the green. Harry glanced contemptuously at the other's delicate face, then moved his eyes away in disgust. "Okay." He twitched the corner of his mouth, "Then I wish you and my master invincible. May Germany prosper forever and be invincible."

"Harry..." Riddle raised his hand, but Harry took a quick step back. "Don't touch me." He said coldly, still not looking at the other person, "Don't think that you are Grindelwald's guest and I dare not touch you."

"Okay, I won't touch you." Riddle put his hand down, but he still stared straight at Harry, even though he was no longer looking at him, "Listen to me, as long as you don't want to go, you don't have to." He still stubbornly repeated what he said earlier, but Harry couldn't listen to it at all, and didn't want to listen to it.The young man suddenly raised his hand and stroked his hair.When he did this action, his whole body revealed a unique charm. "Since you want to cooperate with Master, I advise you to stay out of your own business, or you will die in an ugly way." Harry tilted his head and slightly curled the corner of his mouth, "Good night, I wish you a sweet dream." After finishing speaking, he nodded He strode away without looking back.Maybe Riddle said something again, maybe not, Harry had no way of knowing.Because the moment he turned his head, he threw a soundproof spell directly behind him.

Grindelwald waved his hand, and the screen melted into a puff of smoke.The dust floated into the copper bowl on the bedside table, and condensed into a handful of crystal clear sand.These two little guys actually fought?The black wizard raised his eyebrows.It seems that Salazar Potter still has feelings for his guardian... It's just that he probably didn't expect Harry to hate me so much, and Nazi Germany so much.Don't look at the kitten who is in Abville, in fact, it secretly added a lot of trouble to the Nazi's "Sea Lion Project".His kitten was very clever, and tactfully left nothing to do with his plans on the Continent, while at the same time making it difficult for the Nazis to attack Britain.This is really interesting.He thought a little playfully, rubbing his chin lightly.This kitten really looks like Albus...

There was a knock on the door, and the dark wizard opened it with a wave of his hand.

Harry walked in and gave him a questioning look.

Grindelwald just tilted his head in the direction of the bed. Harry stood at the door for a moment, then, as if suddenly determined, he closed and locked the door, cast a sound-proofing charm, then walked to the bed and sat down, smiling softly at Grindelwald.This sequence of movements was done in one go, as if he had practiced it before.

The dark wizard was amused by his 'death to death' resoluteness.

He got up and walked in front of Harry, lowered his eyes, reached out and untied the young man's collar. Harry obediently raised his head and gave him a resigned look.But Grindelwald just let go of his collar, and then put his hand on the man's magically burned place, carefully covering the red and swollen skin with a chilling spell.It's probably uncomfortable. Harry frowned, hissed slightly, and rested his head on his chest.

Hey hey hey... Grindelwald tried to pull him away impatiently, but Harry reached out and grabbed his shirt.The furry head was pressed against his chest like a cat.He resignedly speculated that the other party must be crying.This made him very irritable.Why is this guy crying at every turn?Is he a woman?At once