if i am not me

The parchment that recorded the name of the Horcrux was finally sent out.

Harry knew that doing so would amount to further exposing himself, and it wasn't a sensible thing to do when Dumbledore didn't know why Dumbledore would reveal the Horcrux information to him and Draco.

But his defense against Dumbledore was still not worth his worries about his family.

After all, it is his most important "family" whether in the past life or in the present life, who is standing at the front line where the flames of war have begun to rage.

James and Lily are nothing compared to each other.Sirius, Luping and... Snape...

Whoever it was, he didn't want to lose them anymore.

In any sense.

So, the parchment, which was supposed to be sent to London in a few days, is now almost halfway there.

It shouldn't have been this fast.

But after hearing Neville's words, Harry and Draco decided to send it out immediately.Harry thought he knew Dumbledore pretty well, so the faster they were... the less suspicious they were.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but tighten his brows, and unconsciously poked hard on the parchment with the hand holding the quill.

"hiss--"

After another tearing sound, Draco sighed inexplicably - this was already the third hole in Harry's charm homework.And Harry... Obviously, he didn't even notice that his homework had been smeared beyond recognition by him.

Reluctantly stopping the quill in his hand, Draco stretched out his hand and pulled out the parchment that had only written a few lines, but had been ruined, from under Harry's hand.

Knead into a ball.

Throw it away!

The whole action is done in one go.

Now, no matter how low Harry's vigilance was at the moment, he couldn't continue to be in a daze.

"Draco?"

Harry looked at Drake with a little puzzlement, that... it seemed to be his homework...

"Let me write it for you." Draco looked at Harry's rare blank expression with some amusement, and didn't intend to explain anything. He just raised his hand and took out the quill in Harry's hand, and closed the book in front of him by the way.

Tilting his head, Harry understood Draco's thoughtfulness as soon as he turned his eyes, and for a moment, a smile could not help but climbed to the corner of his mouth.

"Thanks." Pulling himself up and leaning against Draco, Harry happily pressed a light kiss on his forehead, then got up with a smile and walked towards the bathroom.He really wasn't in the mood to do his homework tonight. What he needed now was to take a good bath to clear his mind.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door closing, Draco touched his forehead with a doting smile on his face.It's just that this smile didn't last long, but after a few seconds, a trace of worry crept up his slowly frowning brows.

What is war... like?

Draco didn't know.

At the end of that chaotic era, he was just a one-year-old kid.And the peace of these ten years made him only able to keep in the stage of imagination for those bloody storms that he had never experienced before.

This made him feel an inexplicable panic.

Not only the fear of the power of "that person", but also the fear of one's own "incompetence".

He wants to help Harry.Although he had indeed been doing this all these years, as he grew older and got to know Harry better, Draco discovered that there was actually so little he could do.

The fist couldn't help tightening, and Draco stopped writing.

Just because...he was still too weak.He is just the best among his peers.

Therefore, all he could do to help Harry at this time was to help him complete those unnecessary homework.

The wizarding world is in a storm.

The first thing James Potter did after he took office was to announce the return of "that man".Unlike Fudge's cover-up and non-acknowledgment, James adopted an absolutely open stance in dealing with this matter.

He is a smart man, he knows that relying solely on the strength of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not enough to resist those people's crazy atrocities, so he wants more people to come to their side.

And the best way for James to get comrades-in-arms is to let them know the "truth" of the matter, and let the people know which talents will fundamentally guarantee their ultimate interests.

Yes, maybe at first this will cause a lot of panic.However, with the precipitation of time, those people who have panicked will begin to choose consciously.There may be some people who choose to go among "those people", but James firmly believes that it will only be a very small number of people.

People have been used to a peaceful and equal life in the past ten years. Temporary suppression may make them timid and surrender, but it will not make them bow their heads forever.

Resistance is only a matter of time.

"What, it's just a matter of time... Stand up... We, depressed, what does the word behind us mean?" Looking at the photo of the new Minister of Magic in the newspaper giving a speech, a boy with black hair and black eyes raised his hand Scratching his head, he struggled to spell the words made up of strings of letters.

Yes.This boy is one of the protagonists who ignited the fuse of the war in the magic world——Qiang Huan.

It's just that at this time, he doesn't have the consciousness of being a "protagonist" at all.Lying on the table, Qiang Huan was trying his best to search the limited English thesaurus in his mind, trying to recall those words, so that he could read this report completely and understand the current situation outside.

Speaking of which, apart from knowing that he was kidnapped, he really doesn't know anything.

After "Woody" suddenly appeared that day, Qiang Huan passed out... When he woke up again, he was already lying in this room that had obviously been restricted.

But that "Woody" obviously still needs him for some reason, so there has been no big difference from usual except that he is too lonely all the time—this room is big enough, and the things are complete enough, just like Like a junior suite.Not only is there a good supply of food every day, but there is even... Ahem, you can read the Daily Prophet.

To be honest, Qiang Huan didn't even know what the person who kidnapped him wanted to do.

His treatment really makes people unable to think in the direction of meat tickets.

Unfortunately, he was indeed kidnapped.

Throwing away the newspaper in frustration, Qiang Huan started pacing up and down the room in circles.

Almost half a month had passed since he left Hogsmeade, but during this period, let alone anyone, he didn't even see a ghost.In other words, if he didn't get some fragmentary information from the newspaper and learned that he was now a "missing" person, he couldn't believe that he was really kidnapped.

"Why is there no regret medicine in the world... If I knew today, I should have learned English well... Ah, no, I shouldn't have come to England at all...Damn the elder brother lied to me..." Once the newspaper read Not knowing, Qiang Huan started talking to himself every day like homework.Words like these had slipped away for the past few days, so he started blah blah almost without thinking.

Anyway, no one could hear it, so Qiang Huan didn't have to worry too much about his face, and as always, he began to denounce the wolf dog from the master and patriarch, to the brothers and sisters and even the gatekeeper.The only difference is that he used to say these words in his heart, but after arriving here, he began to read them aloud.

Qiang Huan, who always showed a cold face in front of outsiders, if he kept holding back in this environment, he was really afraid that he would go crazy.

"...and Xiaotian, you heartless little thing, I usually serve you with good food and drink, but at a critical moment, a single bone betrayed me..."

"Who is Xiaotian?"

……

"Uh... I actually had auditory hallucinations. I didn't expect my mental strength to be so weak..." Qiang Huan paused, blinked and continued walking. "If the dead old man finds out..."

"What will happen?"

Qiang Huan stopped completely, and stroked his forehead with his right hand that had been placed by his side.

All right!It seems that his mental strength is fine.

"Can you stop appearing so suddenly?" In just a second, Qiang Huan's face returned to the coldness it had when he first came to England, and the boy who was complaining about it just now seemed to disappear in an instant. The boy with the same black hair who was leaning against the door couldn't help but draw the corners of his lips.

"I'm really sorry, but this seems to be my territory." Qinglie's voice outlines words similar to apology, however, it is extremely lacking in sincerity.

"Did I walk in?" Qiang Huan didn't even raise his eyebrows, his whole face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.Unfortunately, no matter how calm he looked on the surface, he was still unconsciously provoked by the boy opposite, and there was a hint of gunpowder in his words.

This heightened the interest in the eyes of the boy leaning against the door.

"of course not."

"Humph!"

"I carried you in."

Qiang Huan instantly had the urge to vomit blood, and sure enough, he couldn't count on any normal person standing opposite him.It's better to shut up.

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself." The boy opposite seemed to see through Qiang Huan's thoughts, and the corners of his lips became more and more curved.Here, it is up to Qiang Huan to decide whether to speak or not. "My name is Lord Voldemort."

"..."

Qiang Huan was really stunned this time.

Lord Voldemort...

He knew the name, and he would not have come to this country if it hadn't been for the person who bears the name.

But, is dad lying to him or is this person lying to him?

Lord Voldemort, isn't he almost 60 years old this year?

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