HP the red-haired savior

The meeting with Xiali was unexpected, Harry had no idea that his younger brother still had that...smiling look when faced with his words that could be regarded as questioning.

"Xiali!" He couldn't help it, his tone became fierce, "Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

"Of course~" Hisoka took a few steps forward - when the distance between the two was so close, Harry suddenly realized that the boy in front of him, his younger brother, was already much taller than him. "I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to me, Harry."

There was something light-hearted in his voice, and the three of them - Hisoka, Harry, and Snape - were standing at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, which was sort of a secluded place, at least for now.The sound of fighting in the distance was accompanied by the sound of shouting spells, noisy and noisy; but here, it was as quiet as another world.

"Charlie..." Harry murmured, suddenly feeling a little dazed.The younger brother in front of him became so strange, as if he had never known him before. "Why are you on Voldemort's side! He, he killed Mom and Dad!"

"I know." The smile on Hisoka's face was gentle and inclusive, as if it could make people indulge in it, "but no one will care."

"I care!" Hisoka's words made Harry unable to hold back the anger gushing out of his heart, "Papa and Mama care too!" he said. "And Professor Snape (when Harry mentioned Snape, Snape's pale lips moved slightly, but he still didn't make a sound, watching the confrontation between the two brothers silently), Professor McGonagall, Mr. Weasley, and Remus...and Principal Dumbledore." His voice was slightly choked up, "How can you say 'no one cares' about something that so many people care about..."

"Harry." Hisoka smiled, and raised his hand to rub Harry's short curly black hair, which felt soft as expected, "Why are you still kidding yourself?"

"Potter." Harry wanted to say something, but Snape stopped him.

"Black Apple~" Hisoka's original gentle and serious attitude suddenly became weird, and his frivolous tone felt a little frivolous-even though Snape knew that little Potter liked to speak like this since he was a child, and children used that tone Talking can also make people feel cute, but if you replace it with a tall and slender young man with a mature face and a magnetic voice, the feeling will be different. "Why did you protect Harry and come to see me?"

"There's no reason." The expression on Snape's face didn't change at all, "just like you can't say why you follow the Dark Lord."

"No, no, no, I never had that kind of relationship with him." Hisoka smiled lightly, "I just want to help him succeed." Then pick the excellent fruit that has been carefully cultivated. He felt the excitement and happiness that he felt after many years, the happiness of being a fruit farmer.

"Do you like him?" Harry asked, his voice still calm - sounding steady at least. "Like Voldemort?"

"You think too much." Hisoka laughed a little, "How could I have the feeling of 'like'?" Of course, as an excellent fruit farmer, he unintentionally loves those excellent big fruits.But obviously, his "love" is completely different from the "like" in Harry's mouth.

"It's fine if you don't like him..." Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Although he has mixed feelings about his brother now, one thing is certain, Harry absolutely does not want Xiali to get involved with Voldemort—he means, that together in a sense. "Then you know..." For some reason, Harry suddenly felt his mouth go dry, and his throat was too tight to speak.

He wanted to ask "Then do you know that Voldemort likes you", but he also felt... would someone like Voldemort like Xiali?Do you like it, or just want to...

"Relax." He heard Professor Snape's voice, and Harry obediently relaxed himself - both physically and mentally - and then he felt something press against his temple, like the tip of a wand.

Hisoka raised his eyebrows slightly as he watched the faint silver-gray things Snape pulled out from Harry's head: "There is no Pensieve here."

"That's enough." With that, Snape took out a strange, kaleidoscopic object from the lining of his robes.Then, Snape pressed the tip of the wand that was still pulling Harry's memory against the kaleidoscope, and removed the wand after a few seconds, the silver-gray memory was gone.

"The black apple is really well equipped~" Hisoka took the kaleidoscope, with a strange smile on his face.

Without Snape making any further introductions, Hisoka spontaneously put the kaleidoscope in front of his eyes, squinted his right eye, and looked.

He saw Harry's memories - those that Snape wanted him to see, were nothing more than two ordinary, slightly tender love affairs.

One of the protagonists is him, and the other is Voldeko.

Hisoka put down the kaleidoscope and threw it back at Snape.He still had a sweet smile on his face, as if the memory of Harry he saw in the kaleidoscope just now was not important to him at all: "Well, I didn't know before, so Voldegus is so thirsty for me. ..."

"Are you kidding?" Suddenly, Voldemort's voice sounded—his figure suddenly appeared, and he didn't know how long he looked at it, "I want you, the Dark Lord will not."

Having said that, the thin blush on the tip of his ear undoubtedly exposed his true inner thoughts completely.

This almost innocent reaction made Hisoka feel a little dull, but at the same time... there seemed to be a little inexplicable joy.

Hisoka never suppressed his emotions, so there was a little impatience between his eyebrows, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not change at all.

"Really~?" He smiled viciously, looking down at Voldemort—his own figure was reflected in those eyes, which were more magnificent than rubies, which made Hisoka feel better—he again Walking forward, the distance between the two of them was so close that it would make people feel that their personal space was violated, but Voldemort did not take half a step back, "Tsk, what a pity." He said, narrowing his eyes slightly . "If it's Voldigo, it's not impossible~"

"Xiali!" Harry watched the development in front of him, feeling a little overwhelmed, "You, you..."

Snape's hand holding the kaleidoscope was clenched tightly, and the whitened knuckles revealed the master's restless heart hidden under his expressionless face.

"Hey, Harry." Hisoka stepped back, ignoring Voldemort, and said to Harry, "Let's duel!"

At that moment, Harry felt his head went blank, as if the world had become silent.