war and peace

Harry stared.It wasn't what he remembered... Was it the function of the Death Eaters Voldemort had placed in the Ministry?He looked to the left, where George and Fred were dejected, and Harry knew Mrs Weasley would never have signed a permit that would put her sons' lives in danger; and to the right, Tom, slyly Laughed.He held out a hand and handed Harry a small scroll of parchment.

"This is...?" Harry took it and unfolded it, surprised to find Uncle Vernon's signature. "You already knew?" He reacted almost immediately, and asked deliberately: "Why do you think I want to go? Maybe I'm bored, huh?"

Tom shook his head slightly at him. "If you don't want to go, there will be people who want you to go." Harry followed his gaze to the teachers' bench. "Dumbledore should already know my identity. He may want to find out the legal relationship between Professor Roald and my current identity, but I will not participate." He whispered, " In addition, you are still the savior in his mind, but you were blinded by me for a while... Isn't the Triwizard Tournament the best opportunity to test, to see how much you have learned from me?"

Thinking of Sirius' reaction when he found out about this, Harry was silent for a moment. "I know what I'm doing!" He also lowered his voice, but it's not difficult to hear him gnashing his teeth. "Don't make it sound like it's all true!"

Tom stared at him steadily, and finally said: "Not everyone is like you... just because you believe in me, doesn't mean everyone else is the same." Likewise, he believed in Harry; Sai, he didn't care, because he knew that the boy's strength was more than that.But he didn't want the boy to be suspected by the Order of the Phoenix, he didn't want the boy to be depressed because of this, he knew there were people who the boy valued very much—although he didn't want to admit it.

Harry choked for half a minute. "Then prove it to them!" Finally he said angrily, "Why do you have to fight to the death? Will there be any results after killing? People who are still alive should live well!"

After he came back, he couldn’t sleep well for a long time. One nightmare after another kept him tossing and turning in bed: the sky pierced by lightning, the castle burned into ruins, the land covered with black blood from severed limbs, scars Intertwined faces, breath full of gunpowder smoke... War is cruel, and what makes people unbearable is not only the blood and disgusting smell, but also the thick dark clouds that cannot be removed from everyone's hearts. The fear of not being able to see the morning sun, the despair of whether the familiar temperature will decrease again... He doesn't want to see this happen again in front of him, and he is willing to give anything he has for this.

"It's too difficult." Tom shook his head.He never expected those in the Order of the Phoenix not to take revenge, just like he never expected pie to fall from the sky.But he has never been afraid of these—he has never backed down from danger and difficulty, and the death he fears most has passed away—and now he is confident that he can protect the one he loves, and this person will definitely stand by his side, This is enough.

At this time Dumbledore had finished speaking, and the other students got up and walked towards the door.Hermione wanted to remind them that the dinner was over, but seeing the serious expressions on both of their faces, she wisely didn't bother them, and just walked away a little.

Harry held the parchment scroll, his eyes fixed on Tom's calm expression as he said this.But Voldemort didn't need to rush him to participate in the competition at all... With his original character, he would never give up this opportunity to show off; it was perfectly normal for him to want to go, but if he didn't want to, It will make people in the Order of the Phoenix feel that he has changed under the influence of Voldemort, which will immediately lead to suspicion of his savior's name and position.

"Actually, it's none of your business at all." Harry felt his voice was a little hoarse, "Isn't it just right to let them think so?"

"The Dark Lord needs the approval of the Order of the Phoenix to do things?" Tom immediately sneered.

"So you're..." Harry was a little speechless, his eyes watering.Why is he always slow... During the World Cup, he was only on a whim... Why couldn't he think about and do something for him before Voldemort?

Tom saw that the tip of his nose was reddish, and he held him in his arms. "That's not my intention," he said jokingly, stroking the corners of the boy's eyes with his fingers, "like touching the savior too much..."

"I'm going to win," Harry said to himself, without replying to the obvious light-hearted remark.He buried his face in the other's chest, "Sure, I swear." He has grown up, and this sentence can't just be said... He can always do something to prove it, he can always do something What to create their future together...

Seeing their actions, Hermione felt even more certain that she hadn't made a mistake.She could see that her two friends were growing closer, even though they had often quarreled or had cold wars before.On the one hand, she felt very relieved, but on the other hand, her doubts were getting bigger and bigger.

By the time Harry and Tom returned to their dorms, the rest of the boys were getting ready for bed.Neville's eyes lit up when he saw them coming back. "Harry," he said happily, "I wanted to tell you just now, but unfortunately we are too far away, and you seem to be thinking about something—Mom and Dad took me to watch the Quidditch World Cup finals—you That's great! That catch!" He waved one arm, imitating Harry's upward dash.

"Thank you, Neville." Harry gave him a genuine smile.

"Nice job, Harry." Dean joined the conversation, as if relieved that Harry hadn't grown cocky with fame, "I'd love to know how you did it... ...so fast! Krum must have not seen the Snitch when you started chasing it - he followed you..."

Seamus was about to climb onto his four-poster bed, when he heard the words, he turned his head and said, "Yeah, Harry, you are too mean, we didn't know you participated in the competition until the Welsh team qualified for the group stage!" He deliberately pretended to be fierce "You should have told us all in advance—and then attached the grandstand tickets—"

"Oh, I love this idea!" Dean said excitedly, "It would be nice to have a drink..."

"I think it's better to ask Harry to sign a few more autographs for us, it's definitely worth more than the tickets and drinks!" Neville suggested with sparkling eyes.

Everyone joked about Harry one by one, with big smiles on their faces.

Harry noticed that Ron smiled too, although it was a bit forced, but at least it didn't have the chilling reaction he had when he was selected by the Goblet of Fire.Maybe it was because they weren't as familiar as before, Ron was less stimulated.And as soon as he opened his mouth, Harry knew what his reluctance was about: he was worried about Ginny.

"Harry..." Ron stopped laughing and said hesitantly, "There is something I want to ask you..."

"Um, what?" Harry asked knowingly, raising one eyebrow slightly.

"You know..." Ron was very nervous, his face flushed, and he pulled up the quilt a little while lying on his side on the bed, "I mean...um...the newspaper said..."

Obviously other people were also concerned about this issue, and Harry suddenly became the focus of attention in the dormitory. "Oh..." He glanced at Tom, who was sitting on the bed looking at him. "That's true," he said succinctly.

For a while, the dormitory was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Seamus was the first to react. "Is this the truth? Although wizards generally don't care about this as much as Muggles, I thought that even if it was true, you would not admit it... What a blow to the enthusiasm of female fans!" He walked over and patted Harry on the shoulder, "I admire you, really."

"In fact, this is a good thing," Dean also came back to his senses, "it means that we have lost a strong competitor." He blinked his eyes and made everyone amused.

Neville was clearly overwhelmed with shock, "I always thought they were spreading rumors, that there are always people who are jealous of your success...but you say it's true?" He asked again, seeing Harry nodding at him, seemingly unsure What should I say, "Well... then... I wish you happiness...?"

Even Harry couldn't help laughing now.He squinted at Tom on the other side, who raised the corner of his mouth at him.

On the other side, the expression on Ron's face was very complicated, it seemed a bit incomprehensible, mixed with a feeling of "this is the final result".Anyway, Fred was right, it was time to talk Ginny...

For the next two days, Harry felt deeply the side effects of fame.Needless to say, the Creevey Brothers, they adore him even more, to the point where they scream when they see him appear; there are people around him everywhere, scarves, cheeks, notebooks, and various places for him to sign (One girl even had Harry sign her waist, and after giving Tom a glare, no one dared to go beyond the mark); some boys didn't seem to care about his orientation, and maybe a few avoided him like snakes; The worst thing was the female fan who was hit by Seamo's mouth. When they found him, they cheered and screamed, and when he clarified that he already had a sweetheart, they began to scream and cry...

Among them, Qiu Zhang of Ravenclaw was more restrained, she didn't say anything special, but when Harry finished signing for her and found that her eyes were red, she ate it firmly. Surprised.Also, Cedric Diggory sent Harry his sincerest congratulations.Harry thanked him very much, but he always felt that the expression of holding back something didn't look right.Maybe he noticed Qiu's expression?

Besides, there was another thing that Harry couldn't imagine happened.Most of the Slytherins, began to bow when they saw him, respectful.This made Harry, who always only got their white eyes and sarcasm, very uncomfortable, he almost subconsciously jumped away every time.

"So you really can't get those people out of that habit?" On the way to the cellar for his first Potions class of the new term, Harry couldn't resist being treated like an outlier again. Protest to Tom.Since Hermione was on the sidelines, he didn't mention the word Death Eater.

"You deserve it." Tom said calmly.Bowing was the bare minimum... He'd have them all do it if kissing robes wasn't so inappropriate at Hogwarts.

Harry knew what he was up to by the look on his face. "This feels so weird..." Harry said, asking for support, "Don't you think so, Hermione?" No one answered for a long time.As soon as he turned his head, he saw Hermione's face full of thought. "What's wrong?"

Hermione seemed jolted awake. "I was wondering," she said carefully, "why Slytherin?"

Startled, Harry exchanged glances with Tom.If this continues, Hermione will guess the truth by herself sooner or later.He also knew that it wouldn't be long before he could hide it, so it would be better to take some precautionary measures first... Bring her the book "On Defensive Magic" when we get back to the tower!

Not long after they entered the classroom, Professor Snape also hurried in and began to roll the roll.

"Did you think Snape found out too?" Harry secretly asked the people next to him.Professor Snape's performance was too abnormal, and his face was even stiffer than usual.And he never looked at them from the beginning to the end.It's kind of hard to do because their seats are right in the middle of the second row.

"I don't know." Tom leaned closer to Harry and whispered, then moved away with a slight shrug.

Harry felt the familiar heat in his ears and subconsciously shivered. "Do you have to talk like that?" Although he didn't mind, the time and occasion were too inappropriate! "And, you really don't know...?" Harry raised his eyebrows suspiciously, is there anything Voldemort doesn't know?

"Really." Tom repeated to emphasize that he really didn't know.Snape didn't need to look up to know that Snape had become more rigid, he sneered inwardly, and said, "Maybe it's just someone's own guilt..."

Hermione sat in front of them, and when she heard the slight discussion behind them, her eyebrows were furrowed in anxiety.What happened to Tom and Harry, how could they make such a mistake in Potions class?Professor Snape didn't like Gryffindor in the first place, if he got caught, he would not only deduct more points, but also be locked up... She tapped her finger on the back of the table secretly, hoping to remind them , while sitting up straight and looking ahead, trying to cover the people behind as much as possible, although it must be futile.But when she raised her head, she froze.

Professor Snape kept a straight face, not looking at them at all.He seemed to completely ignore two Gryffindor students speaking "unscrupulously" under his nose, and just turned around and wrote down the potion recipe that he was going to make in this class.There's no way he didn't notice...then why?Sudden sex change?Hermione was puzzled.

Only Severus Snape himself knew that he was in a state of high tension as soon as he entered the classroom, his palms and back were completely wet.