[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

After his fourteenth birthday, the former child had grown into a tiny teenager, or so Harry himself thought.

In front of the mirror, he looked at his figure which had obviously grown a lot in just one month, and frowned unconsciously. Compared with normal children, he seemed indeed a little too thin.But obviously he eats every meal very well, and he always maintains the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. Harry can't think of what robbed his body of nutrients, but he didn't do it here either. He struggled with the problem for a long time, because other things soon grabbed his attention.Originally, he just tidied up his hairstyle casually, but when the few strands of messy hair scattered in front of his forehead were pushed aside, the boy was surprised to find that——

The lightning-shaped scar that had stayed on his forehead since a long time ago is gradually becoming shallower!

Trembling violently in his heart, Harry stretched out his fingers subconsciously to touch it, and then he finally believed that it wasn't his eyes that were deceiving him, because the skin that used to have distinct bumps had now begun to become smooth and delicate.What happened?A certain extremely handsome face flashed in his mind, and he could almost clearly see the ambiguous and provocative smile on the corners of the man's lips... The young man's face was covered with a blush in an instant, but pale in the next instant It's not looking good, is it possible, is there something wrong with Voldemort again?

However, this time it was not a dangerous attempt, and no matter from which point of view, it was a good development trend, but Voldemort would not feel very good in a short time.Cough, of course, saying "it's not good" is supposed to be fooling people, in fact, Voldemort can hardly move now, all his willpower is used to gritting his teeth to keep himself from screaming, just Even the twitching and uncontrollable struggling limbs were forcibly fixed on the chair by the Soul Resurrection Stone.

"Are you okay?" A slender palm was pressed on Voldemort's shoulder at this time, and at least the same source of magic power was carefully injected into his body, although it barely relieved the pressure on his body. , but he still had to endure the pain that was as severe as a thousand cuts at the soul level.Feeling that the loss of magic power has reached a limit that will not cause harm to him, the soul-returning stone hesitated for a while, and then slowly let go of his hand. First, he did not intend to sacrifice his life for this other self. Second, he could The help provided here is about the same.There was a heavy worry between the brows. For a moment, the soul-returning stone was suddenly not sure if they were doing the right thing. Can the split soul really be fused back?

Hufflepuff's golden cup was placed squarely in the rune array opposite, the originally introverted precious light had turned dim at this moment, obviously it had suffered irreparable damage, but if it does not use the huge stored here Energy, the task of fusing Horcruxes will become more difficult.Voldemort originally did not intend to fuse his split soul back. It was only after regaining the actual body that he discovered that some things were not as simple as he imagined. For example, a perfect body requires a more complete soul. Go control support.Now the original connection between the Soul Resurrection Stone and him has been blocked by the Deathly Hallows, and Nagini has disappeared without a trace. The diary itself does not have a huge energy that can support fusion, so the only choice is the golden cup. Tiaras and lockets.

He chose the one that was easiest to get. After all, the Lestrange family vault was always open to him. All he had to do was go to Gringotts and take out what he needed.

"I'm fine, you don't need to wait here." When he said these words, Voldemort was already dizzy with pain, and he couldn't even figure out how many times Cruciatus would need to stack to get this effect, but no matter what, This is his own fault, there is no need for others to share it with him.So he never thought of asking Harry for help, and he didn't think that the soul-returning stone should help him no matter the cost. He wanted the boy to leave, after all, he was worried that this horcrux with excess sympathy really couldn't help him anymore. In a flash, he knew very well that the boy had also reached his limit now.

"Even if you have reached this point, are you still unwilling to accept help from others? I never thought that my future would be so stubborn." The boy's soft nasal but calm voice came from the door. Voldemort had already There was no extra energy to look at him, but the soul-returning stone was slightly startled, and looked over in astonishment. "I think, maybe I can do something." Riddle smiled at the soul-returning stone, and only in front of this young man who cared for him so much, he would show rare emotions other than the expressionless face, but this Once, the soul-returning stone stopped him without any room for negotiation. "You are not allowed to come here." The tone of the soul-returning stone is definitely not serious, but when he speaks like this, both Voldemort and Riddle understand that there is absolutely no room for retreat in this matter, but a little help, What counts?

Riddle frowned unconsciously. To be honest, he didn't like Voldemort, and even had a great dislike for this future self at the beginning, but that was only on weekdays after all.When Voldemort really encountered insoluble troubles, he still didn't want to see another self lose his life. "He will be fine, you go back to your room, now." Seeing Riddle standing motionless at the door, the corners of his slightly pursed lips faintly revealing stubbornness, Soul Resurrection Stone's heart tightened violently , the magic wand pointed straight at the next moment: "Do you want me to take you back?"

Riddle put away his smile. Compared to returning to a deadpan expression, what made Resurrection Stone feel more uncomfortable was the light in his eyes, which was so dark that it was frightening. He didn't insist on walking forward, but He also refused to go back to his room, and just stood there, staring at the soul-returning stone with burning eyes. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Why, you have to give me a reason." "The reason is that you can't help me." I'm busy, I'll only add to the chaos here." When Riddle asked that sentence, Soul Resurrection Stone realized that something was wrong, and the hastily drawn conclusion set off a storm in his heart, but on the surface he was He was still so careless, even imitating the sarcasm in his tone vividly.

However, how can you not see yourself clearly?

What Riddle responded to him was a soft sneer: "Stop joking, can't I see that you are hiding something, I just ask you, what do you think of me?" I am not Your doll is not a delicate flower bud that you need to take care of in the greenhouse. Everyone in this room understands Riddle's subtext...so I don't need your meticulous care, because I am you, and you Never had the opportunity to grow up in such an environment. "But I think this is what I want. Because I have never had this opportunity, I want to make up for myself. If you don't like it..." The voice of the soul-returning stone gradually became softer, and he suddenly remembered the current situation. It wasn't the time for him and Riddle to struggle with this, because right behind him, there was a self who probably only felt that life was worse than death.

But when he turned his head in a hurry, he saw someone's playful and playful gaze. Although Voldemort didn't speak, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, "Oh, you're familiar with this level. It can be done." The soul-returning stone's expression suddenly changed, but he was not angry, but instead gave the devil an extremely elegant smile, and raised his eyebrows to release the restraint on Voldemort.He's not stupid, since this person has been able to distract and tease him, the situation must have improved a lot, so why should he be so cautious.

It's just that the development of the matter was slightly beyond expectation. The pain came quickly, but it went away even faster. When the Resurrection Stone released the restrictions on Voldemort's movements, he was already able to sit on the chair with his own willpower. , You can even start to slowly adjust your messy breathing.But it was only now that he realized in a daze that the connection between himself and the savior was almost about to be opened, and the restrictions he had put so much effort to set had now been dismantled in pieces.

His expression was as calm as before, but Voldemort guessed that something must have happened to the savior, so what could this change be?While thinking about it, Voldemort took the initiative to open the connection. It would be fine if it was something else, but if something happened to Harry, it would be difficult.

So when Harry tried to break through the blockade at the other end of the connection for the umpteenth time, he was surprised to find that the blockade had been removed voluntarily, and the boy's consciousness crashed into Voldemort without any focus after passing through the black tunnel that distorted space. In the next second, he was surrounded by thick and cold magic power. "What do you want from me?" He heard the man's playful voice from all directions, but he only heard his voice and could not see the person.The matter couldn't be more obvious, Voldemort must be hiding something, Harry just felt his heart tense, it is impossible for that person not to be aware of such an obvious flaw, the reason for doing this is probably because of his current situation very bad.

"What's going on, tell me now!" Even Harry was stunned the moment he spoke, the tension and worry that couldn't be concealed in it was absolutely unmistakable, and then he heard Voldemort chuckle , as if still casually explaining: "It's nothing, I'm just trying to fuse back the soul that was once split. Maybe you will like this news?"

"Fusion..." Harry's voice paused for a moment, and a certain guess became clear in his mind: "So, the first Horcrux you chose to fuse was me?"