[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin Code of Conduct 72: Appropriate pressure can be the driving force for us to move forward. Stimulated by such a severe situation, Harry’s Occlumency has advanced by leaps and bounds, not only from the news of the prison break, but also from the strong disturbance of Voldemort’s thinking that night. Even though it was an unconscious thought connection, it still made Harry feel disgusted and unclean. This kind of disgust stimulated his determination to work hard to a large extent. Besides, under the stimulation of that day, his exploration of advanced Occlumency There also seemed to be a trick along the way.

[The professor added ten points to the first Potions class...]

[The professor nods and lifts his Quidditch eligibility...]

[Excellent wolfbane potion, the corner of the professor's mouth is slightly, slightly raised...] [Report card, he has learned 130% of the magic spell! ]

[He and Draco ran to the restricted corridor on the third floor in the middle of the night, and were almost bitten by the three-headed dog Lu Wei...] ——Stop!

Harry urgently activated his brain and completely closed it, shutting out Professor Snape's insanity.

High-level Occlumency, only presenting to the other party what he wanted to present—Harry looked at the half-black face of the professor, and he failed the assessment again, damn it, he almost missed it!

"The next test, Saturday, at the same time." The professor's expression was not good, but he didn't say anything this time.

"Yes, Professor!" Harry agreed loudly, then picked up his schoolbag and ran away. After five years of rolling under the hands of the Snake King, doesn't he know about his dean's awkward temper?

If it is sprayed with venom, it means that the professor is not in a happy mood;

If you are not sprayed with venom, you will be greatly praised by the professor;

If you are publicly praised by the professor—then you must tighten your skin carefully, because this is a sign that the rain is coming!

As soon as Harry came out of the potions office, he headed straight for the Room of Requirement, where Draco had planned a series of battle spells that they would practice against each other.When Harry came in, Draco was just waving his whip. The long silver whip seemed to be a living thing in Draco's hands. It is a stone man who can attack the target.

Draco was experimenting with a new advanced spell. When he saw Harry coming in, with a flick of his wrist, the silvery whip disappeared out of thin air. Where was the whip? What was left was only ten inches in his hand. wand.

Harry opened his mouth wide open, dumbfounded, "Draco, how did you do it?"

"A spell, I created it myself, but it's not very mature yet." Draco panted a little, he unscrewed a bottle of potion prepared in advance, and took a big gulp, "It needs to be improved, the principle of the spell is originally the same as that of the caster. [Luminescence] is the same, but this one is too strenuous to last very long."

"This is much more powerful than [Flashing Fluorescence]! If it is strong enough, it wouldn't need to last for too long...Why did you suddenly think of inventing such a spell?" Harry touched the hidden holly on his wrist Phoenix Tail Feather, originally thought that his magic wand skills were enough to attract attention, but Draco's wand was even more impressive!

"The black magic restricted area book of the Black family." Draco took out a very old, yellowed booklet that seemed to be stained with blood, and it was written on it was "The Principles of Wands" by Mu Lewen.

Harry just flipped through it roughly, and then put it down with a curled lip. Mulewen is a rather difficult branch of ancient runes. He couldn't understand the electives in the elective. Harry shook his head, "No wonder that little Ollivander The old man is always nagging, and his wand shop also looks eerie, and wands are really mysterious things!" That's right, it's weird to just rely on the 'wand to choose a wizard to spend a lifetime with'.

Draco nodded, shook his wand, and the tip of his ten-inch hawthorn spit out a two-foot-long blade of light. The wand seemed to become a bright sword, but the light soon disappeared. , Draco shook his head, "It's too exhausting, and it's not practical - well, let's get started." He pulled Harry up, and started to practice step by step.

Maybe it was because they practiced too hard during the day, and when they finished two papers in the common room at night, plus a celestial composition analysis, and returned to the dormitory, Draco put down his things and plunged into the bathroom. He needed an aromatherapy Spa came to relax his nerves, Harry said nothing and didn't want to move, he fell into a drowsy sleep on the sofa in front of the fireplace, 'he' stood in an obviously luxurious but dimly lit room, holding a red pine wood Carved back of the chair, pale skin and slender fingers, kneeling in front of the chair was a man in black robes, in the dim light of the fireplace, Harry could only tell that it was a bald man.

That's when 'Harry' spoke up, "Avery told me Bod would get it out."

It wasn't him talking—Harry couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart, even though he really felt that his mouth was opening and closing to make a sound, but this sound didn't belong to him!This is a mature, deep, even elegant voice, definitely not his voice, especially with a cold taste that is difficult to ignore.

"Bode can't get it, master, it's the rules of the department," the man kneeling on the ground with the top of his head said, he seemed to be shaking, and his posture was more humble, "I... I have worked in the department after all. Bode should Knowing that he can't get it, only the corresponding people can touch it...he is lying, maybe he is resisting Avery's Imperius Curse..."

What they were discussing... seemed to be... the prophecy ball?

Harry squinted his eyes, and stared at the man with the roof more carefully—this man's name was... Rook Wood, yes, he was the man in the photo, and he was a staff member of the Ministry of Magic before he was imprisoned...Look When it came time for the news, Harry was worrying about that!

damn it!

"Stand up, Rookwood." At this moment, 'Harry' ordered arrogantly again, which made Harry's heart tremble, as if struck by a bolt of lightning—it was Voldemort!

It was Voldemort talking to his men - no, no, no - 'he' was Voldemort, and Voldemort was himself!Harry watched in horror as Rookwood bent his back in fear and trepidation, felt his mouth open and close, and began to speak completely out of his control, "You reported it in time... It seems that I don't need to spend a few minutes in vain. Months wasted...well, now, we have more time to focus on Germany. Thank you, Voldemort, Rookwood...stand back and call Avery in."

Looking at the interaction between Voldemort and his servants through Voldemort's eyes, what comes out of his mouth is Voldemort's cold and superior tone, and the trembling of Voldemort's servants in front of his eyes-it is the weird connection of the scar!Now that Harry was thinking about it, completely at a loss, he held his breath carefully and watched Rookwood bow and back away.

Now there are only 'two' of them in the room, and Harry doesn't know how to disconnect this kind of thought connection. He feels as if he is trapped in Voldemort's body, so he has no choice but to not move, not even to breathe. , quietly lurking in his mind.

Voldemort turned around, and walked towards the corner as if casually. There was a gleaming silver antique full-length mirror that was one person tall. Voldemort walked over, and his appearance gradually became larger and clearer in the mirror——

It was a mature and handsome middle-aged man, a little thin, his complexion was as pale as he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and he could still vaguely see the appearance of the senior he had seen in the secret room, but his temperament was quite different, and his thin lips There was an aristocratic smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile not only did not make him approachable, but also highlighted the aloofness of the ancient monarch - elegant and noble, but it really had the cruelty of disregarding human life!No wonder they called him 'Lord', for the first time Harry really understood why Draco had said so many old Slytherin families would be willing to follow him.

Voldemort didn't stop until he was very close to the mirror, almost to the point of touching his face. At such a close distance, Harry could only see a pair of eyes, Voldemort's eyes, deep in his eyes. Red, Harry felt himself 'squinting' his eyes, staring more closely, because through the mirror, he seemed, as if, vaguely saw a little bit of emerald green reflected in the deep red, as if...

Harry was startled suddenly, struggling to wake up suddenly, the dark room disappeared, replaced by large swaths of elegant and warm silver and green; Voldemort disappeared, replaced by Draco's brilliant blond hair, in his hand Holding the towel, he was looking at himself in amazement when he woke up from the nightmare.

"He saw me, he saw me! Draco!" Harry tugged at Draco's bathrobe in panic.Only then did he realize that the emerald green in the depths of his crimson eyes was not Voldemort's at all, but his, and only he had inherited his mother's beautiful and pure emerald green. "Voldemort noticed, he saw me through the mirror!"

"What?" Draco put down the towel to wipe his hair, sat down next to Harry, and smoothed Harry's hair, who was so frightened, first, "Tell me slowly, what did you see the Dark Lord?"

"He knows the characteristics of the prophecy ball! He asked Luke Wood, the Death Eater who used to work in the Department of Mysteries... He also mentioned Germany..." Harry quickly explained what happened just now Described it again, even including Rookwood's appearance and Voldemort's appearance, "I think he noticed it. He said he was going to meet Avery, but he walked towards the mirror in the corner of the room inexplicably. I really didn't know it at first. I even held my breath, but..."

Of course, the other party is the Dark Lord, and his conception of this kind of black magic is much deeper than they don't know. He can feel Harry. Draco is not surprised at all. There is always a resonance between soul movies, but Harry He has always been relatively weak, so he has always been harassed by the Dark Lord, but this does not mean that the Dark Lord cannot feel the soul piece in Harry's soul, as long as he pays attention!

"That's very well, Harry, you've done very well."

"Don't comfort me, Draco, I'm not good enough, my Occlumency is completely unqualified, I was discovered by him, you will be in danger..." Harry was now very terrified, Voldemort discovered the connection between them, How will you control him?Is my present self extremely dangerous to all of them?Especially Draco...

"No, Harry, you can't think of it that way." Draco wanted to smile wryly, the words that were used to scare Harry into trying to learn Occlumency really frightened him now, "Your Occlumency is a success Yes, it is precisely because of success that you can clearly distinguish between you and each other, otherwise you would probably think that you have become the Dark Lord now, and you may even mistakenly think that you were moved out of the castle by someone and became the heir of the Dark Lord Or something... no, that's not the case at all! It's because of your Occlumency that you have the opportunity to scare yourself with all or nothing now."

"Really?" Harry curled up on Draco, wondering, but he admitted that Draco's comfort made his cold limbs seem to feel the heat of the fireplace again.

"Yes!" Draco said in a very strong affirmative tone, "Your Occlumency is not perfect yet, the Dark Lord is the most powerful dark wizard ever, and he can detect even the slightest clue, let alone his He was originally a master of intuition. As long as you have a slight flaw, he can detect the abnormality, but this does not mean that your efforts are useless, he just sees you, but he can't hurt you. "

"But..." Harry slowly calmed down, did he still have a chance to correct his mistakes?He was really frightened just now, no matter how Draco comforted him, if his Occlumency had passed, this situation would not have happened.Harry clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth secretly!

"Okay," Draco picked Harry up, walked to the bathroom, turned on the water, picked out another bottle of musk orchid essential oil and dripped it into the water, and the bathroom was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance, "Relax well .He can’t hurt us, and the professor will help us analyze the countermeasures.”

Things have progressed to this point, Draco is not surprised, everything is going according to plan, now, the Dark Lord knows his connection with Harry, and just happens to know the characteristics of the prophecy ball, what will he do?

What can he do?

Lure an innocent, curious 15-year-old boy to the Department of Mysteries hall of divination to get the orb, and he only needs to send two of his minions to snatch it from a child - the simpler the plan , the smaller the possibility of mistakes, the more effective the results will be.

Draco wasn't worried about the prophecy ball, but Harry had just mentioned Germany...

Why is Germany?

Germany has Durmstrang, Karkaroff, and the imprisoned first-generation Dark Lord. It is almost the hometown of black magic. Draco admits that he has never paid attention to Germany. The previous life was related to Germany. The big event... It seems that only Karkaroff was killed, Durmstrang Academy, could it be... The Dark Lord is going to recruit men in Germany?

Draco filtered the past one by one in his mind, and suddenly remembered an important factor.

Now that the Dark Lord is the resurrection of Ravenclaw's crown and soul film, he will be suspicious, cautious, and think wisely... What happened today, according to the suspicious character of the Dark Lord, he will never believe this connection rashly, after all, he has never been there before. precedent.

What will happen to the Dark Lord?

He tried to guess and make bold assumptions, but at most it only made him deeply doubt the sensory connection with Harry.To make the Dark Lord believe, confirm, and finally dare to boldly use this connection, he must personally test the possibility of the existence of this sensory connection, and test whether this connection is reliable—what kind of test would it be?

They must be extremely careful, only by gaining the trust of the Dark Lord on this, they will have a chance to be the last orioles!

A day later, Professor Snape knew what happened in Harry's dream, and his expression became more and more blank.

But in Saturday's private tutorial, when Professor Snape threw out the powerful insanity, all he could get from the mind of the little green-eyed troll was a bunch of people who were praised in various ways. Junk memory, any naughty tricks, illegal night trips, and messy joke supplies pranks...not even a cat's tail!

——Advanced Occlumency, under the double stimulation of internal and external troubles, after more than two months of painful time, Harry finally learned it.

Before the green-eyed little black cat was thrown out of the office by the potions master, the cellar snake king with a complicated mood fined him for a week of confinement in the potions office for no reason.