[HP] Devil is alive

Voldemort was leaning gracefully on the side of the secret passage, his long black hair hanging on his chest, his beautiful eyes like scarlet jewels were half-closed, but the pressure was tightly locked on the few people present.

"I won't deduct points tonight..." Voldemort smiled, looking extremely tolerant, and continued just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, "I just came from Mr. Nick Flamel, and he recommended me several small Toys. Cats, dogs, rabbits... There are many, and their uses are also very interesting, such as metal mice that can sense the temperature of the human body within a certain range and chase after them, such as... Ah, unfortunately, he didn't give it to me. "

Voldemort shook his head regretfully, but upon hearing this, the cubs of Gryffindor seemed to have walked around the edge of a cliff and returned to a safe plain, and the timid Pedilu let out a long sigh tone.

"Because Professor Dumbledore was here, he took all these little things away," Voldemort paused, as if he didn't see the faces of Potter and the others turn green immediately, "He has always been a good headmaster who cares about the staff , what do you say?"

"Yes... yes..." Potter and Black responded with difficulty.

"Oh, having said so much, you should go back to sleep." Voldemort suddenly realized that he stepped aside from the exit of the secret passage. He looked like a good person who had done good deeds, "Good night, children."

"Good night...Professor Slytherin..." Several people finished mechanically, and moved to the secret passage step by step with difficulty.Seeing their hesitation, it seemed that there were countless poisonous snakes waiting for them outside.

"Little Mr. Malfoy, come with me." After speaking, Voldemort turned around and left the secret passage first.

"good night, everyone."

Watching helplessly as Messiah was taken away by Voldemort, there was no need to think about it, at least Black knew that Voldemort was protective and would never allow Slytherin to deduct points unless it was absolutely necessary.What's more, the Messiah's surname is Malfoy.

"Why stop me, Sirius?" Potter asked, "We just saw that guy again, it's an Inferi! It's dangerous!"

"We have no proof," Black shook his head. "The Lord doesn't like speculation, especially if we've been caught traveling at night."

That thing is long gone, and such an explanation is like an excuse.

"I heard Dumbledore..."

"Should we go back immediately?" Pediru's scream sounded at the same time as Potter's voice, "We just deducted 300 points today!"

The three of Potter and the others are famous for deducting points in Gryffindor, but they are also famous for adding points. This is something everyone knows!But what about him, he Pediru...he can't do it at all!If points are deducted again... Merlin!

"What are you in a hurry for?" Potter glared at the shivering little boy, "Merlin's beard! I forgot what I was going to say!"

It seems to be a very important matter... Potter frowned fiercely, and finally couldn't remember it.

"Forget it, wouldn't it be better for us to catch it ourselves!" Potter said ambitiously.

Thus, Dumbledore's Pensieve was neglected...

Messiah walked beside Tom, and the boy's slightly smaller hand was held by the man, and the whole thing was held in his palm.Walking in this way neither fast nor slow, the surroundings are quiet, as if there are only two of them left in the world, they can keep walking like this until the end of time.

Messiah closed his eyes, listened to Tom's footsteps, felt the warmth of the hand holding him, and his restless heart gradually calmed down.

If only it could go on like this forever...

But where will he go in the next life?He himself doesn't know...

The pain of the soul being pierced, the helplessness and loneliness of reincarnation, the Messiah does not think that he is so great.Forgiveness or something... It's not something that can be done just by talking about it and thinking about it!This is just like the human beings in the first life could not forgive him for killing too many of their companions. This knot has been twisted together from the beginning, except for a fire that burned it to ashes and completely destroyed it. There is no other solution.

He is resenting, resenting the thousand-year sleep, resenting the use of human beings, resenting the betrayal of butterflies, and resenting their punishment.He is not wrong!What if he had a choice in the first place, if someone else woke him up in the first place? !From the beginning to the end, he just wanted to touch the warmth of the sun, smell the fragrance of flowers and plants in the world, and embrace the beauty that would make people smile involuntarily!He is not wrong!

But how pale this cry is in the face of endless reincarnation, and how powerless it is in the face of the "sins" he committed.He chose the devil, and gave up the so-called salvation. Even if it leads to destruction, he can only go on this road alone!

Human beings, I hate you as much as you hate me!

But humans, I don't want to be entangled with you.

So don't get close to me, don't bother me, because you don't want to meet me - you used to be afraid of the death I brought, but now... I can't help the urge to destroy each other even if I tear myself apart!

The stronger the soul, the more sensitive it is, and the impact of the self-destruction will make me die as you wish—crushing myself inch by inch!But before that, you will suffer the same pain as me, and this world will eventually become my funeral!

But do you know?This world is not yours, nor mine...

—It's Tom's!

"What are you thinking?" In the corridor, Voldemort's voice was very soft and ethereal.

Messiah suddenly opened his eyes and calmed down when he saw the profile of his "brother" beside him.Unconsciously, he clasped the hand that was holding him.

"Don't worry, as long as you're doing well, I'll do the rest." Like the Messiah, Voldemort pulled the boy into his arms with a little force, and held him so that his head rested on his chest .

He has grown up, he is capable, and with the influence of the secret organization, half of the power in the magic world is in his hands!All these years he was just messing around with the Ministry of Magic, and never took the initiative to attack.Abraxas always thought that he was recharging his energy and preparing for a successful blow, but in fact... it was just some passion, and when he faced the empty room, he felt that a basin of cold water was poured from head to toe.

What a flaw it would be if there was no such person beside his throne.He single-handedly made himself who he is today. One person occupies all his feelings, his original ideals, and deepest desires. Without him, half of the colors in this world are missing.How can he be interested in this imperfect toy...

Messiah, I'm not the puny Tom I used to be, so I don't need you to do anything for me - especially hurt myself for it.As long as you are good, everything is enough!

All the way back to the Slytherin lounge without a word, Voldemort sent Messiah to the door, stroked the other's smooth long hair, and said, "Don't worry about those boring things, I don't want you to worry about those things. waste time."

The Messiah was very healthy in this life, Voldemort hoped that he would grow up well, it was not worth it to waste the rest time for something.

Messiah froze for a moment, and regarded tonight's "zombie" as Tom's subordinate, nodded, "I see."

The Lord left, and Messiah also went to rest. Lucius, who had been hiding aside, finally felt relieved and returned to his room.

Lord seems to be in a good mood recently, not only did he not reprimand the Messiah, but he also didn't teach himself who was hiding aside - of course Voldemort found him, he taught Lucius the invisibility spell.Well, that's fine, Messiah rarely goes out for a night out, no matter what the reason is, he looks like a child, if he is reprimanded by the Lord because of this, he might be sad.

Lucius lay on the bed with his arms over his eyes, letting the darkness completely block them.When did this kind of self-hypnosis gradually become a habit...

"Come on, kids, keep on," the tall half-giant walked briskly, "We're going to see a cute little guy in Magical Creatures class today."

In sharp contrast to the half-blood giant's obsession, the pale faces of some timid students.Animals that can be called "cute" by Professor Rubeus Hagrid have never been calmly faced by ordinary humans.Especially someone who still has a pile of fresh raw meat hanging on his body... Of course, there are timidity and excitement, and Gryffindor has never been afraid of these tests.

The professor of magical creatures led the students of Slytherin and Gryffindor to an open space about 40 meters away. The grass was still empty for the time being. The bearded half-breed giant explained excitedly: "This is my Recently discovered cutie! They like to feed on insects, birds, mice or ferrets, etc., have wings spread out to 24 feet, and fly very fast! And very smooth! Anyone know its name?"

Hagrid stretched out a finger excitedly, his black eyes sparkling, like a child who got a dream toy.He looked around, helpless...no one answered him...

"Cough, you should read more books," the half-blood giant scratched his head in embarrassment, and suddenly regained his vitality, and shouted, "Now the answer is revealed, everyone look up to the sky!!!"

There was a clear howl in the blue sky, and a hippogriff swooped down with its broad wings flapping.It has gray and white feathers and a strong body. Its four sharp claws are shining coldly, its pointed beak is hooked, and its sharp eyes are fixed on the students present, causing many people to retreat to the outermost edge unconsciously.

The beautiful beast stopped not far away, walking slowly with noble steps and head held high——

"The Hippogriff, isn't it beautiful?" The mixed-race giant threw out a piece of scarlet raw meat, which was immediately picked up by the winged beast, tore it and ate it, "I can't wait to introduce it to you—— Buckbeak, it's a boy, it's just 2 years old this year, very small - just like you two years old. But don't underestimate them because of their age, even a month old Hippogriff is very proud of."

After being amazed, the Gryffindor lion cubs were as interested in these creatures as before, especially for such a handsome beast, Potter and Black were already planning how to get close to it.Professor Hagrid, who graduated from Gryffindor, has always had a good relationship with them.In other words, he likes boys and girls who can understand his "normal hobbies".

Messiah stood aside with most of the Slytherin students. Although they would like these rare animals, they would not show much emotion.Some are because they have met before, some are because of etiquette constraints, and some are really not interested... Anyway, Slytherin is obviously much colder than Gryffindor. Years of heartbreak...

"It usually lives in the Forbidden Forest. I found it when I got lost not long ago. They are proud species, so when we meet them, we must learn to bend our waists properly."

"Then Professor Hagrid! Can we try it now?" Potter asked excitedly, as if he had established a relationship with Buckbeak now, and could bring his beloved girl along... oh, let's fly together How romantic it is to go to the blue sky!

"Are there many hippogriffs in the Forbidden Forest?" Messiah asked, leaning on the tree trunk.

"No, not a lot!" Professor Hagrid, who had been neglected by Slytherin for several years, replied immediately. As a professor, he still hoped that his courses would be liked by all the students—hmm!Be sure to answer well!Professor Hagrid said to himself, "There are about a dozen of them, and Buckbeak has been their only cub in recent years, because the Hippogriff's reproductive ability is not very strong, and most of the time it passes through the griffin. It can only be obtained by crossing a beast with a horse."

"Fantastic animal..." Messiah stood up, thanking Hagrid for his answer.

In fact he just wanted to make sure that Buckbeak really lived in the Forbidden Forest...probably being with Slytherin made him think too much, Professor Hagrid had always been a Gryffindor.

"Yes!" Professor Hagrid nodded emphatically, and patted Buckbeak's head with his big hand, "Now I'm going to pick two students to come up and demonstrate, get close to it, and get its approval. Mr. James Potter and ... Mister Messiah Malfoy, may I?"

"Good professor." Messiah handed the book in his hand to Snape, and stood up with James Potter.

"Sow to it to show your sincerity..." Hagrid, who was in a great mood, said briskly.

Messiah blinked innocently at Potter who was staring at him dissatisfied, and the latter turned away from him in disgust, "Hmph! Please, Mr. Malfoy first!"

——It's exactly what I want.

The platinum boy bowed slightly reservedly towards the silver-gray hippogriff, everyone held their breath, Gryffindor was waiting to see the joke, and Slytherin was unavoidably worried.Just as Gryffindor's second year was headed by Potter's "foursome", the two best students of Slytherin's class were Messiah and Snape.

Now it's not just a classroom exercise, but a battle for the academy's face!Slytherin lacked interest in magical creatures class, but every time the average score was better than that of Gryffindor who attended the class together.If the Messiah loses his face here, it is foreseeable how many people in Gryffindor will raise their tails!

Buckbeak did not immediately respond to this very Malfoy-style salute. The Hippogriff tilted his head slightly, his golden eyes blinked, as if he was thinking about something, and fiddled with a pair of powerful front paws. Grass under the claws.

Hagrid stood not far from Messiah, ready to go up to protect his students at any moment.

"Hey——" Finally, Buckbeak let out a small moan, and walked towards Messiah step by step.

It has no return gift!

Hagrid couldn't help becoming nervous, but Messiah still stood there leisurely, and it was neither good nor bad to let him go up.

Buckbeak didn't seem to be angry either...

[Smell of fragrance...] Messiah heard a childish voice coming from the beast's beak.

It worked!

Messiah stretched out his hand, and opened his mouth silently towards Buckbeak, who was smelling everywhere: [Come...] Buckbeak looked at where Messiah was, [Sweet...]

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