HP the red-haired savior

"Now the Dark Lord is back, and I am on his side."

As soon as the words fell, Hisoka heard a sigh.

An old and weary sigh.

He turned his head and saw Dumbledore at the door of the headmaster's office as expected.

"You still walked on that road." Dumbledore looked at him with disappointment in his eyes, and there was a trace of pity for the younger generation from the elders, "I thought..." I thought you were a lively little lion, but I don't want you to be as cold as a snake in your bones.

"Hush—" Hisoka shook his head lightly, "I'm not interested in hearing what you say."

I didn't care about Dumbledore's attitude at all, so how could I have the patience to listen to what he said?

Dumbledore didn't insist either, he closed the door of the principal's office behind him and walked towards Hisoka.

"You're here." He didn't ask Hisoka how he got here, "How long have you been here?"

"Not long." Hisoka smiled—his smile was still so bright and sweet, exactly the same as Dumbledore had seen before.But, obviously, now that he knew the other party's true face, Dumbledore would not think that this was Hisoka's "enthusiastic and cheerful" performance.

Dumbledore's eyes fell on the Sorting Hat in Hisoka's hand: "Have you talked with the Sorting Hat?" Regarding Hisoka's default performance, Dumbledore's tone was a bit complicated: "It doesn't often chat with people."

"Hey~ Mr. Principal." Hisoka had a magic wand in his hand at some point, and his pale and slender fingers nimbly twisted a beautiful wand flower, "Stop talking about those boring things. I came today for Fight with you."

Dumbledore seemed a little surprised when he heard Hisoka's words: "You want to fight me?"

Hisoka shrugged: "If you like to say that, yes, I will fight you."

Dumbledore frowned slightly - although he was old, he was still as sharp as ever, when needed: "What if I refuse?"

"Hmm~" Hisoka laughed again when he heard his words, the corners of his mouth were curved gracefully, and his golden eyes were also bent into two half-moon-shaped lines, "I don't think Mr. Principal should want me to go with those members of the Order of the Phoenix." People 'duel'?" He deliberately said the word "duel" in a tone that was so standard that it could be put into an audio dictionary as a demonstration, which made people feel a chill down the spine.

Of course, Dumbledore is well-informed and has defeated two Dark Lords, so he is not an ordinary person.However, when he heard Hisoka's blatant threat, he still couldn't help showing anger on his face.

"Charlie Potter!" It was an offended anger, like the anger of a lion guarding a treasure facing a thief who wanted to take it away, and there was a hint of disappointment in the anger, " You can not--"

"Of course I can." Hisoka was not moved by Dumbledore's anger and disappointment at all, and he could probably guess Dumbledore's thoughts—of course, it's not because he is clearly James Potter and Lily Potter's son, but he stood on the side of the enemy who killed his father and mother, and turned against his parents' former teacher and friend?It's like... If Kurapika joined the Phantom Troupe to follow Kuroro, if there were orphans in the Kuruta tribe, I think it would be the same mood as Dumbledore. "So, Mr. Principal... the choice of all this is up to you~"

Dumbledore calmed down, but his hands still trembled a little - it was a trembling of suppressed anger. He looked at Hisoka and nodded.

"That's great~" Hisoka laughed, the excitement quickly spread all over his body, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly—it's really... so happy~ Anyway, Mr. Principal was the one he wanted to take off the most at the beginning. It's a big fruit... And when Grindelwald is dead and Voldigo can't move, it's really great to have Mr. Headmaster.

Dumbledore seemed to have suddenly lost his strength, and his face was exhausted: "You leave quickly, Harry won't want to see you."

This is really wrong.Hisoka thought.Biyanguo will definitely be very happy to see him...

But he didn't want to refute Dumbledore's words for the time being. Compared with this, he had more important things to tell Dumbledore now.

"The duel will be next week, where is the best place..." He made a look of thinking, and said the final decision in Dumbledore's unbelievable eyes, "Why not, it's at Hogwarts Bar!"

Dumbledore's breathing became heavy in an instant—for a headmaster who devoutly guarded little wizards and Hogwarts, nothing was more unacceptable than this.Hisoka looked at Dumbledore's expression, feeling happy but at the same time bored - Dumbledore still had too many entanglements, Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix made him restrained; in fact, Voldemort was also, although not obvious, But Slytherin is indeed his weakness.Not as good as Xiao Yi and Kuroro, although they both have their own obsessions, but in the end...

It wouldn't be threatened like Dumbledore.

In the end, Dumbledore gave in.

Voldemort issued a solemn statement announcing that he would not take the opportunity to attack Hogwarts, and then brought the Death Eaters to the duel venue - the Quidditch Stadium.

Yes, the audience watching the battle sat on the audience stand, the Death Eaters led by Voldemort sat on the side; members of the Order of the Phoenix sat on the side, some people from the Ministry of Magic also came, and newspaper reporters with cameras and magic pens in their hands They all sat with the Order of the Phoenix; as for the students of Hogwarts, students under the third grade were not allowed to watch the battle, and from the fourth grade to the seventh grade, some came, some did not, and for wizard cubs, both sides The staff invariably cast a number of protective spells on the places where the students were sitting - this also made many people feel a lot better about the Dark Lord and Death Eaters.

Harry sat with two good friends, looking at the black-haired man surrounded by Death Eaters, his mood was unexpectedly calm.

Is that who the younger brother chooses?

Abandoning his elder brother as an elder brother, letting go of the hatred of killing his parents, and choosing Voldemort.

Harry just looked straight at the Dark Lord, his gestures were graceful and calm, and he could feel the astonishing momentum from a long distance—as if he felt Harry's gaze, Voldemort turned his head to look at him, blood red His eyes met the green eyes, and Harry felt a pain in the scar on his head, as if it was about to tear his head apart.

"Uh……"

Couldn't help moaning out loud.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Hermione quickly noticed Harry's strangeness and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine..." Harry replied, but both the tightly furrowed brow and the cold sweat dripping from his forehead showed that his condition was not good-in fact, it was.He is now experiencing a dreamlike love affair from another person's perspective.

Kiss, hug, and caress each other with Xiali.

The stripped robe, the naked skin, the shuddering pleasure.

Harry suddenly understood, whether it was the dream a year ago or now, "he" is not him, but Voldemort!

This discovery made him faintly relieved, but at the same time, he was filled with endless anger and worry—angry at Voldemort daring to sexualize his younger brother like this, and worrying at the fact that Xiao Xiali still didn’t know anything about it, would he...

At the same time, he had a little doubt - why did he know this?Why did I "see" what was in Voldemort's mind?

He secretly made a decision to ask Professor Snape after watching the duel between Principal Dumbledore and Charlie.

"Harry!" Seeing Harry's state, Hermione seemed to have something to say, but was interrupted by the protagonist of the duel.

Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter entered the stadium through two entrances.

This situation inevitably reminds people of the scene of the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Dumbledore is wearing a royal blue robe today, with yellow stars and moons all over his body, and a blue bow tied on his long white beard.And Hisoka is dressed as usual, with stars and tears in front of his eyes, and various poker suits on his body - this kind of dress should have caused an uproar, but when placed on Hisoka, it caused a feeling of excitement in the hearts of the wizards present. An "as it should be" kind of thinking.

At this moment, Hisoka waved his magic wand and summoned a robe with the "Flying Curse" - dark green as the background, with elegant and gorgeous patterns outlined by silver silk threads.Then, he put on the robe, and the original attire could be vaguely seen in the half-closed front of the robe.

This is undoubtedly a declaration.Declare that you belong to Slytherin.

Voldemort grinned - he hadn't expected Hisoka to do that, but...

Honestly, it feels good.