[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

Voldemort is highly accomplished in forbidden magic, Harry admits that even Dumbledore may not be able to do better than him in some aspects.But now, even Voldemort couldn't get him back into his body.When Harry realized this fact, he was deeply depressed. At first, he was worried about whether he should commit suicide again to solve the serious problem of the Horcrux. However, in fact, he felt that what he needed to think about now was how to get back Go into your own body.

The feeling of not having a body is really terrible. The savior who was locked up in the small dark room by someone because of the Death Eater meeting for the third time felt that he probably understood why Voldemort wanted to get his own body so urgently back then, so he didn't It is said that he is completely in a state of idleness and about to grow grass at the moment. The more important thing is that he has finally discovered that a body of his own is the prerequisite for him to do anything. God knows that staying in the spiritual realm of the devil What secrets does he have in here!

"I don't think you need secrets or any personal private space, boy, as my Horcrux, an accessory, it's enough for you to follow my will." As soon as Voldemort spoke, Harry knew it was from the outside The meeting was over, and he didn't care about the outcome, because he knew very well that any inquiry now would only lead to closer monitoring, and enough individuals* had been spied on.

"I don't think so," Harry muttered softly, "What are you going to do to get me out of here?" Harry didn't want to give in to the devil, but now he had no other choice, the most ridiculous thing in the world Perhaps nothing more than this, when you are weakest and most desperate, the only one who can help you is your sworn enemy.After a moment of silence, the devil's tone suddenly became serious: "It's not that I don't want to do this, Harry. In fact, I very much hope that you can be kept as a Horcrux. The real situation is that I can't let you Go back to your body."

"How is this possible? If even you can't do it, is it possible that I will stay here forever?" Harry's voice sounded a little sharp, and panic hit his nerves in an instant, and the savior was almost caught by this Emotions tumbled into the abyss of hysteria, and luckily someone stopped it before it happened, and Voldemort grabbed Harry's wrist on the edge of the cliff. "Don't be so excited, boy, it's not a good idea to allow your negative emotions to deepen indefinitely. I hope you can learn to stay calm." Voldemort's tone didn't fluctuate much, but the words were spoken very seriously, which seemed to be ordering Harry.

"Keep calm, huh, why should I listen to you, how can I keep calm in this situation?!" Some boiling emotions hit Harry's heart in his chest, and the savior bit his lips tightly to suppress it He didn't let himself cry out, he thought he was crazy, and he wasn't wrong at all.But if he really wants to stay in the spiritual realm of his mortal enemy for the rest of his life, then he might as well just go crazy like this.

"There is nothing you can do now, but it doesn't mean there will never be anything you can do. The Dark Lord is omnipotent. So, don't act like you have nothing to love, Potter, it will only make me feel sick." Voldemort obviously didn't know what to do. How to properly comfort a person, originally the savior was not a big problem, but his words completely blew Harry's hair.

"Then what do you think I should do, just pretend nothing happened?" Harry's mood swings became more intense, and then he vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched something that didn't belong to him. It suddenly dawned on me why Voldemort needed him to remain calm. "It's because of this, isn't it, you are afraid that I will touch your memory and thoughts out of control, you are afraid of this!" Harry seemed to have caught something suddenly, he knew that he could not use this To threaten Voldemort, but at least in this way he will not have no weight in his hands.

"Fear, do you actually think that I will have such a weak emotion, especially in you, Harry Potter?" Voldemort sneered, his tone was cold and gloomy and terrible: "It is you who should be terrified, and you have no resistance You are the one whose power can only be manipulated by others, why do you think that I need to be afraid?" Harry was silent and did not speak, he admitted that what Voldemort said was the truth, compared to the Demon King who had all the advantages, he now It seemed that all he could do was hope for the rare kindness of the other party. No matter from which angle he looked at it, this was not good news.

When Harry was silent, Voldemort didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, and said any facts that the boy couldn't accept. He was willing to be more tolerant to his Horcrux, but he hoped that the process of the savior's change of attitude would not be too slow. After all, he was not very good at it. Be patient.The Demon King walked barefoot through the long and narrow corridor, and his soft, flowing robes slipped carelessly across the floor. He was considering his next plan, how to deal with those who refused to obey him, and Voldemort had a good idea. But he didn't seem ready to face such a special Horcrux.

"Master, your order has been fulfilled. The friends of the savior are being imprisoned in the basement. Do you need to check now?" When Voldemort moved his finger and magically opened the door of the reception room, the haggard blond man was standing respectfully. In the room, there was a comfortable and soft armchair next to him, but he didn't sit down.The Demon King glanced at him indifferently, but there was profound malice in his eyes. He sat down gracefully on the head seat, and squinted at the servant who seemed to be humbled into the dust: "Now I finally learn to be good!" Now, Lucius, my cunning friend?"

His thin and pale fingers tapped carelessly on the hardwood armrest, as if he was talking to himself: "Let me think about what taught you loyalty and obedience, maybe it should be that the Dark Lord finally won Victory?" The blond man trembled violently, he raised his head slightly, but didn't dare to speak, but quickly lowered his gaze again. "You have seen my magic power, and you have experienced the most peak generation of the Dark Lord, so tell me, Lucius, why do you believe that I will be defeated so easily by a child, the so-called savior?" He said The tone of his voice has completely calmed down now, so calm that it can almost be described as cold. The Demon King's expression at the moment is so calm, it seems that what he is facing is not a servant who is not loyal enough, but just a random stranger.

"Forgive me, master..." Patriarch Malfoy's elegant and beautiful lips had completely faded, and he trembled again, kneeling on the ground as if exhausted, still not daring to raise his head to meet his master's gaze.Voldemort obviously noticed this, he sneered and leaned down, the tip of his wand rested on the blond man's throat: "Look up, Lucius, Abu's son is so courageous, it's really disappointing." When he chanted the name of the long-dead man, his tone was extremely gentle, but the savior trapped in the consciousness of the devil knew that the truth was not the case at all. The moment the consciousness was shared, Harry almost thought that he was the one. The person sitting on the chair was looking down at the blond man kneeling on the floor with mocking cold eyes.

"Master, I..." Perhaps because of the change in tone just a moment ago, Lucius slowly raised his head hesitantly, and met those eyes that seemed to be soaked in blood with murderous intent. Shu Tong stared at him unblinkingly.The blond man shivered violently, and the sweat gradually wet the robe behind him. The cold and sticky feeling made him very uncomfortable, but he had no time to pay attention to this now, because he felt a powerful force was unscrupulous Peeking into his mind, roughly rebuilding his memory, or something else.

Looking at the average level, this powerful wizard unconsciously showed a look of humiliation, but more of it was pleading and panic.Harry didn't know this person well, but he saw in this pale face the shadow of another face, much younger than this one, and Harry had never detected such a humble expression on that face.

Can't bear it, Harry doesn't know if his emotions are correct, if he shows mercy to these evil Death Eaters, will it be very unfair to those wizards who died innocently? matter?Harry didn't know the answer, so he didn't mean to stop him, but just watched silently.It seemed that it took a while before Voldemort left the man's consciousness, and he straightened up with a cold snort. "What an interesting idea. I thought that vacillation was the ultimate form of infidelity, but I didn't expect there to be a shadow of betrayal..." The Demon King whispered to himself, his tone becoming more and more depressed: "How should I punish you? A servant who swore allegiance?"

Patriarch Malfoy knelt there trembling, not daring to refute or move. It seemed that he had only one way to pray. He could only pray for the miraculous mercy of the Demon King like a poor worm.Harry knew very well that he should not have any sympathy for him, because the current fate was caused by this man himself, he chose to support and follow the wrong leader, he chose to kneel before the devil Stepping down to kiss the demon king's robe corner, but for no reason, Harry felt uncomfortable in his heart.

It was not some ridiculous kindness that prompted the devil to spare the blond man for the time being, but the abnormal mood changes of the savior.Voldemort carefully and quietly explored the boy's sensitive spiritual realm, trying to capture every subtle change.When he finally figured out the reason for the boy's depression and depression, the demon king raised his eyebrows in surprise: "This is the way of thinking of the savior, to go back and sympathize with your enemies? It seems that I have to doubt the way Dumbledore educated you .”

"Shut up, I don't have any sympathy for anyone!" The savior, who was originally confused, frowned like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He forced a look of anger to refute, as if this could cover up his heart The deepest true thoughts.

Voldemort sneered, and didn't even bother to tear the boy's disguise, but maybe he has a way to deal with his special Horcrux... The devil narrowed his eyes slightly, and now he only needs to do one more small experiment.