[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

The first week in Durmstrang hadn't been very pleasant, not exactly what Harry had expected, but the Savior felt he could live with it.To break the current stalemate, all he needs is an opportunity to show his strength to others, and he can create this opportunity by himself. The reason why he doesn't do this is because of other considerations, and because of the recent His mind is not on this.

From the first day of formal class, Harry never saw Voldemort again. After searching every corner of Durmstrang, Harry finally realized that this person might have left again, but why? If he chooses to leave without saying goodbye, does Voldemort have any special purpose for this trip?To be honest, as of today, there are not many secrets between them that need to be kept, and it is precisely because of this that Harry feels even more abnormal and disturbed.He believed that as long as Voldemort didn't want him to know, it would never be a good thing.

After hesitating for a long time, Harry finally tentatively touched the connection that bound them together again. He had never been willing to use this, but there was no better choice now.He didn't explore anything in depth, he just passed his question as concisely as possible, but the information he sent seemed to be lost in the sea, and he didn't get any response.This made Harry feel even more uneasy. His fingers lingered on the scar on his forehead, as if he hadn't decided whether to make the next move, until the familiar pressure of the aura behind him made him subconsciously turn around.

"Mr. Potter, what are you doing here?" The eyes projected from the dark brown eyes were so sharp that the savior unconsciously looked away from him.The boy took a step back indistinctly, lowered his eyes and replied in the most polite tone: "Good night, professor, I just came out of the library and I was still thinking about an unsolved problem, probably because I was a little preoccupied and didn't pay attention I stopped here." The savior's evasive gesture made the dark wizard on the opposite side frown, he stared indifferently at the distraught boy in front of him, and the corners of his lips curved into a threatening arc.

"I don't have to know the reason why you stay here, Mr. Potter, but if you can look at the door number on the next room..." Watching Harry's eyes follow his guidance to the yellow man with the name engraved on it. With the copper-colored metal piece, the dark wizard laughed viciously: "You will understand why I am interested in this question. Why, you have to stand in front of my office all the time?" His eyes swept over the unfamiliar German letters However, Harry smiled wryly and felt that he could only understand common words now, but his pupils shrank when he heard the second half of the sentence.

"Sorry, I didn't know, this is your office." With a bow, Harry moved a few steps in the opposite direction almost subconsciously, with a hint of surprise in his expression, but his eyes swept over again , trying to identify the syllables of that name, the transliteration seems to be 'John Eric Heine'?

"Let me guess, playing hide-and-seek with your companion, huh?" The road leading to the room was moved away, but Heine didn't immediately end this weird conversation, he unhurriedly asked Harry Walking over, he stopped just as the boy was about to step back, staring thoughtfully at the Savior's right sleeve, beneath which Harry's fingers had already clenched his wand. "What an interesting fluctuation of magic power, now I can confirm something..." He seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be reminding something: "You can go, Mr. Potter, the person you are looking for is not here I'm here."

This time it was Harry's turn to hesitate, and the savior stayed where he was, frowning, wondering whether the "companion" and "the person you're looking for" Heine mentioned meant Voldemort, or just thought he was Looking for Draco. "So, have you met him?" After hesitating for a moment, Harry still made a tentative attempt. If this person could reveal some information to him, he might not need to use that connection in depth. "Don't worry, you'll see him soon," Heine didn't answer his question directly, the man smiled inscrutablely, and stretched out his hand to push open the office door: "Would you like to come in and sit down?"

"No, no, I think I should go back and finish today's homework. See you later, Professor Heine." Realizing that the man was already giving an order to evict him, Harry shook his head, not intending to pester him at all.He didn't know whether Voldemort really had contact with this person, so he was naturally unwilling to reveal his secret. After all, Voldemort would never tell others about such things easily. Compared with this completely unknown dark wizard, Harry preferred to trust Voldemort.

Watching Harry's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Heine pushed open the door expressionlessly, staring indifferently at the person who was leisurely leaning in the large armchair and smiling at him: "I remember I said, don't be in my Hands and feet next to the office." "Yes, I remember that too, but don't you think this kid is very interesting?" Andreas stood up with a gentle smile, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all, fast Waving the magic wand, he blocked several attacking spells in succession, but deliberately let go of the last light purple spell light, allowing himself to be hit.

"I said, you don't have to strike so hard." He gasped suddenly, the gentle smile on his face could no longer be held back, and he fell back into the chair with his hands in his hands, enduring the pain of the first eruption of the spell , he gritted his teeth and lifted the spell on his own, but looking at the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, one should know that the process of breaking the spell will never be easy. "You asked for it yourself. Don't think that you can act presumptuously in front of me just because you are valued by His Highness. Saints will always obey His Highness's orders." Looking into the distance, he seemed to see the person who once let himself be seen through many barriers. A powerful man who is willing to bow his head and surrender, he doesn't know why His Highness has the current ending, but that should never be the ending.

"I know what you think, but what can you do now? His Royal Highness cast the spell on Nurmengard himself. Can you break through it?" Andreas put away his smile, and his expression suddenly became stern: " You can't do it, but it doesn't mean that no one can do it." "Could it be that he can, just because he is also qualified to be compared with His Highness?!" Heine took two steps this way out of control, and the magic power was dangerous on the tip of the staff Gathering together, flashing an unstable light.

Andreas didn't speak. After tearing off the gentle mask on the outside, he looked like a sharp sword out of its scabbard. At this moment, his brows were full of sarcasm, as if mocking his companion's overreaching .But Heine did not explode, instead his emotions gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, and finally looked at his companion with deep eyes: "If you guarantee that this plan can be successful..." "I don't guarantee, no one can Guaranteed." Andreas seemed dissatisfied with the other party's conditional concession, and his tone became aggressive: "But as long as there is hope, I will try my best, not to mention his conditions are completely acceptable to us, aren't we?"

"I didn't know you would be serious about trading." Emphasizing the last word, Heine sneered: "It's about your Highness, I advise you to keep those thoughts, otherwise if something goes wrong, don't blame me Fall out with you." He really knows the person in front of him very well, and he can't pretend to be serious all day long, but he is a paranoid and self-willed master in his bones. Never one step closer.

"Don't worry, even if he is still inferior to His Highness, it's not something I can easily contend with, but...his weakness is so obvious that I can't help it." Although I don't know who What is the relationship between the Dark Lord from England and the little savior who also came from the British wizarding world, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't think of it as an old enemy.That person is not something he can afford, but what if it is replaced by a still immature little savior?

A gentle smile appeared on his face again, but the line of his jaw became sharper, but Heine knew what he was thinking now, and he didn't even bother to talk nonsense with him, and a curse fell on his head.

"I have a sense of proportion, it's enough for you to take care of yourself." He sideways dodged the light of the spell, and let the curse erode the ground into a gray powder. He waved his wand to restore it: "Don't worry, I will succeed." His tone and eyes were terribly firm, and the emotions contained in it were simply chilling. Heine looked at him coldly for a while, and finally said nothing What, just kicking people out out of sight and out of mind...

While they were talking, Harry had indeed returned to his dormitory, not really to hurry up and finish his homework, but to decide whether to contact Voldemort again.That connection was not dangerous, and the stability was nothing compared to before, but Harry still didn't want to use this method to forcibly obtain the coordinates of that person, because Voldemort hadn't used it for a long time, in other words, the devil had already It had been a long time since he had forcefully probed his mind.This is undoubtedly a good change. Since Voldemort is willing to abide by this non-aggression rule, Harry is naturally even more unwilling to violate it. Of course, he can use worry as an excuse... In fact, he is not the same for Voldemort's sudden disappearance. He wasn't worried at all, but Harry knew in his heart that the main reason why he paid so much attention to Voldemort's movements was distrust.

This is a natural crack in their relationship. Although there is a tendency to repair it now, it is impossible to accomplish it in a day.Since the facts cannot be changed, anyway, Harry hopes that at least it will not develop in a more serious direction.