HP the red-haired savior

Now, Harry.

Let's duel!

As he said this, the smile on his face was still the kind that made people feel sweet and intimate.

"...What did you say?" Harry blinked, still a little unresponsive.

"I said, fight with me, Harry." Hisoka patiently repeated.

"Do you know what you're talking about, Potter." Snape looked at Hisoka, he said this undoubtedly after hesitation - after all, he hasn't been fully exposed yet, but if he did this in front of Voldemort This blatant act of defending Harry Potter is basically unsatisfactory.But Snape couldn't help pretending that he didn't exist. Looking at Harry Potter's stupid look, he just...

"Anyway, this day will come sooner or later, won't it?" Hisoka's tone was light, "So, it doesn't matter if it's earlier?"

Harry fell silent.

He understood what Charlie meant.

What Xiali said is right, sooner or later there will be such a day.

There must be a day when the war ends. Either the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix will fall, or the Dark Lord will be wiped out again—I’m afraid Xiali will be counted this time—and then the Death Eaters will be arrested and locked up in a new wizard prison. to go.

Both he and Xiali are important existences that need to be eliminated by the enemy—although his strength may not be that strong, he is the savior after all. When one has betrayed the magic world, the other seems to be the last Salvation in general is crucial.

Rather than being killed by unknown Death Eaters, or being killed by Voldemort, it would be better to have an upright duel with Xiali, and even if he died, he would die at the hands of his brother.

"Okay." The expression on Harry's face was extremely solemn, "When?"

"I'm free..." Hisoka replied with a smile, "Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or wait a little longer? If it's with Harry, it must be a duel that attracts everyone's attention~" After all, it is "Brother" "Nah~ and...

After picking Harry, pick off the Voldetier~

Let's end like this~

Let's just destroy it all~

Then let me leave this world~

Thinking of this, the smile on Hisoka's face became more and more tolerant and gentle.

"Seven days later." Harry admired himself for being so steady and calm, "Still at Hogwarts, how about it?"

"Of course~" Hisoka smiled and put his arm on Voldemort's shoulder, "Then, forgive us for going back first~"

"Xia...!" Before he could call out his younger brother's name, the two of them had already disappeared.Harry felt empty, and a sense of helplessness engulfed him.

gone...

Why is Charlie doing this...

Why is he even closer to Voldemort than to himself...

"Why did you agree?!"

He heard Professor Snape's voice, and the professor seemed very angry—no, to be precise, Harry had never heard such an angry voice from the professor.

"Professor..." Harry raised his head and found that Professor Snape's expression had changed.

That expression of anger and worry, powerlessness and fear made Harry wonder, "Did I make a mistake?"

"Why, what, promise him?" Snape asked again.

"Charlie is right, there will be such a day sooner or later." Harry bit his lips, "After Professor Dumbledore has, has died, I am probably the person the Death Eaters want to kill the most. ?”

"A guy with too much self-awareness." Snape scolded in a low voice.

"However, is the professor worried about me?" Harry raised his head and looked at the man who had regained his expressionless expression. He felt his heart beating a little faster. If it weren't for the decision to fight seven days later , probably he didn't have the guts to ask.

"Huh?" Snape frowned slightly, but the words he wanted to refute were stopped by the boy's expectant expression, and finally turned into a stiff admission, "...well."

With the awkwardness and uneasiness that even I don't know where it came from.

There was a feeling of joy in Harry's heart, and the feeling of emptiness and helplessness caused by Xiali before seemed to be dispelled by something.

"Professor, thank you!"

Snape felt the savior boy throw himself into his arms, and almost subconsciously wanted to push him away—but his hands stopped in the air because of the wetness on his chest.

That's right.

Seven days later, he will have a duel with Charlie Potter. I am afraid that in his opinion, the winner of that duel is definitely not himself—he may think that he will die, after all, the other party is easy to kill even Dumbledore people.In addition to facing the fear of death, there may be a big reason for the identity of the other party, who is obviously the closest brother, but stands on the side of the enemy.

Snape showed a rare thoughtfulness, and hugged the boy unnaturally.

Other than that, he didn't know what else he could do.

He wanted to protect him, even if... even if he wanted to make an enemy of Lily's child.

Hisoka took Voldemort to the villa at 44 Garden Street, Kensington Palace through the Portkey.

Voldemort seemed a little puzzled, why Hisoka left suddenly like this and took him with him, and that doubt was well conveyed to Hisoka through the dark red eyes of the Dark Lord.

"I saw some interesting things through Harry's memory~" Hisoka looked at Voldemort with a smile, "Voldie probably knows what I'm talking about, right?"

"How would I know." Voldemort raised his eyebrows. "Even the Dark Lord cannot peek at other people's memories without using Legilimency."

"Ah, that's it..." Hisoka tilted his head, his mature and sexy face unexpectedly showed a sense of innocence, "It's about how Voldiguo fantasized about having sex with me in his dream~ A memory of ~thing~feeling~"

The deliberately protracted "that kind of thing" makes the fantasizer quickly realize what it is.

"Why..." The Dark Lord was momentarily at a loss for words, his fair face flushed slightly, and the "how" didn't know what he wanted to ask.

"So, you didn't admit it before, it's really cute, Voldemort..." Hisoka smiled lightly, and walked closer to Voldemort.

Voldemort seemed to be embarrassed (but speaking of it, would the Dark Lord, who is already 70 years old from the date of birth, have such an innocent reaction—or something else, in short, he was almost Subconsciously backed away—until he felt his back against the wall, and there was no way back.

Hisoka was pleased by Voldemort's almost evasive attitude, a deep and sexy laugh sounded softly, and he walked forward again, leaning the weight of his entire body against the wall through his left forearm.

He lowered his head and looked at him seriously.Their eyes met, their breaths were intertwined, and it seemed that even the surrounding air was tinged with an ambiguous atmosphere: "Let's do it."