The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Heavy snow flooded the canyon, and the wind howled.

In the distance, Harry can be seen crossing the chain trestle from the window of the igloo.

The boy was solitary and slender. It was unimaginable that he had such a body. He had just frightened away many high-ranking Death Eaters by supporting himself alone.

Tom never expected Harry to do this.

He had just woken up from the results of such an experiment, his mind was full of troubles, and he was habitually connected to the soul connection, and he happened to encounter a long-lost lively scene.

Immediately, he quietly hibernates and observes quietly.

Looking at it, the interest became stronger and stronger, and I was not even in a hurry to continue the experiment.

Anyway, it's another long round of carpet-style attempts, and I'm afraid it won't have the desired result.

Compared to that... he felt like he hadn't seen Harry for a long time.

Tom stepped out of the igloo and stood in the freezing snow, staring intently at Harry's arrival.

Seeing him outside, Harry's pace became a little faster, already anxious, so he almost trotted.

Before they came to the front, their eyes became deeply intertwined.

I don't know if it was because he ran too fast, but Harry's eyes were a little red, and they were even a bit charming in the snow with red lips and white teeth.

Tom raised his hand wordlessly, habitually wanting to touch it, but Harry held it straight.

The savior's expression was complex and clear.

"It turned out...not good, right?" He asked softly.

The first thing I did was ask him about his situation.Tom thought fleetingly, of course, no one is more important than him... But he continued to raise his hand, Harry did not dare to touch his skin that had been burnt dark red and black, and he let go of his hand sharply, which instead allowed Tom to Caressingly caressed his slightly tired eyes.

"...you have heavy dark circles under your eyes now." He asked thoughtfully, "How long has it been since you slept well?"

Harry stared at him for a long while, then uttered a sentence: "At least I can still see the dark circles under my eyes!"

——You can't even find the circles under your eyes!

Tom smiled deeply, and could hear what he meant, but he was not angry at all. He only felt that the wind and snow were too heavy, and his eyes were not wide open, otherwise he would definitely stare at him roundly.

On a whim, he chanted a mantra in a low voice, stopping the wind and snow around him.

As soon as the wind and snow fell two meters away from Harry, it was as if the pause button had been pressed, and it froze in the air.

Surrounded by patches of crystal clear snowflakes, Harry's emotions were interrupted and his brain returned to normal.

"What is this for?" He pinched a snowflake in front of him in confusion, and asked suspiciously, "The wind and snow can relieve your heat pain... You look worse than before the experiment."

The skin spreading from the chest to the whole body is red, swollen, wrinkled, and black... Before the experiment started, it had already covered the whole body, and now those parts that were originally injured have become the most shocking. If it continues like this, I really don’t know What will it look like in the end.

"Even if the experiment doesn't go well..." Harry reached out to brush the falling snow on his shoulder, stopped halfway, and then gathered more snowflakes from the surroundings, trying to ease his increasingly horrific burns, "don't do that torture yourself."

"You think I'm the one who tortured myself for this kind of thing?"

"Of course, I thought you weren't in the past, too," Harry replied bluntly, "I can't say now."

Tom laughed again, took his hand, turned and went into the room together.

"Don't worry, the results of the experiment...although it is not the best, but it also eliminates the biggest interference item, and we will only move forward on the right path... It won't be too long, and the solution to the mystery of the Muggle Day That day."

"That's good..." Harry was relieved a little, and just as he closed the door, Tom turned around and pressed him behind the door.

"?!" Harry was taken aback, "You, you like this? Impossible...!"

"When was the last time..." Tom interrupted thoughtfully, "Have you ever solved it yourself?"

Harry's majestic expression, which he had been maintaining all this time, finally cracked a little, revealing a faint blush.

Tom was fascinated more than ever.

Harry turned his head away, and finally said depressedly: "It's nothing, I can bear..."

"Is there?" Tom continued.

"...only... twice."

"How?"

The roots of Harry's ears turned red, and Tom's gaze was locked on by the change, and he couldn't look away for a moment.

"Like me now?" His movements slowed down, still obscene, but showing a trace of elegance, and his mouth changed into a soft and soothing tone, "At that time... thinking about who did it?"

Harry breathed heavily, realizing that he couldn't resist such a soft and hard coaxing.

"That's right, on the bed... almost... thinking about it," Harry paused, and said in a low voice, "you."

Tom's eyes moved slightly, and turned into a deeper temptation.

"Thinking about me...how did I touch you?" Tom said, looking over Harry's side face, almost close to his ear, "You know...I saw you giving orders at the Death Eaters meeting just now, so I wanted to put you on that high platform Go to the gym."

"You..." Harry's abdomen curled up because of these words, and the heat flowed down, forcing him to let out a breath to relieve it.

"You... can't do it now!"

Harry turned his head, he didn't know whether it was from anxiety or anger, his eyes turned red, and he forced himself to look directly at the ruined face, in order to eliminate his passion+desire.

"... Enough, you are not well yet, I don't need it."

He pinched his wrist lightly, not daring to exert force, but it was enough to show his attitude.

Tom smiled indifferently, and simply pinched his chin, as if he didn't feel pain, and firmly fixed it in front of him.

"Not used to this face? Then look more, don't close your eyes, don't look away, take a good look...Harry, such a face doesn't even need to go to that level, it can make you cry and beg Gao -tide."

There was a layer of magical heat between the cold fingers, spreading like fire.

"You'd better be good...I'm going to make you happy now."

……

Harry experienced the most exciting and craziest manual work in his life, and the dedicated service from the Dark Lord was once in a thousand years.

I don't know how long it took before I slid down and sat down, sweating all over my body, wet and cold, with my elbows on my knees, unable to calm down for a while.

Tom gave him a Drying Charm, kissed the corners of his reddened eyes affectionately, and got up to pack his things, letting the cold call his sanity back.

Harry stared blankly for a while before suddenly feeling something was wrong.

"What are you going to do, Tom?" He shivered, and hastily applied several layers of powerful warming spells to himself, but he had no time to complain about Tom's negligence. "Didn't the experiment fail? Why pack up?"

Tom finally put away the draft of the experimental protocol, made sure that there was nothing he had forgotten, and then came back and pulled Harry up.

"Going a long way." He opened the door, and the wind and snow blew in, and was bounced back by magic. "This body is about to be discarded. Before that, we must seize the opportunity to find the final truth."

"Can't you stay in the igloo? What if your soul is burned?"

"Everything that can be done has been done, and the rest must go outside."

Harry stopped and grabbed him.

"I'll accompany you."

He had a very ominous premonition, and along with the sudden emotional tide just now, his reason had a strong sense of crisis.

Tom had never used the term "far away", and the concept of "far away" itself did not exist for apparating and powerful wizards.It can only be said that there are uncontrollable factors.

Tom looked back at him, and the blizzard stopped again.

"No need..." He casually pulled up Harry's messed-up collar, covering it back to its original position, "Do you think... anyone can threaten me?"

Harry held that hand and looked at him steadily: "You know that's not what I meant."

Tom smiled slowly: "I've improved a lot, Harry... I think you can take care of that group of servants even more."

Harry frowned deeply, feeling that he would not like the conversation that followed.

"When I'm away, someone needs to watch them... The vicious dogs will bite people if they are not restrained." Tom said meaningfully, "How about it, would you like to help, Savior?"

……

The two walked out of the secret room, and Snape, who was carrying the medicine box, waited at the door of the library with a gloomy expression.

Harry had been in for too long, his legs were sore from standing, and he didn't have permission to go in, so he had to sit and rest in front of the black snake statue.

Fortunately, there are simple decorative stools on each stairway of the castle, so you don't have to sit on the cold ground.Nagini twirled his tail at his feet in boredom, suddenly propped up the snake body in surprise, and made a hissing noise.

【Hey, this is—Tom!You are finally out! 】

She rushed out, Snape got up, and saw the hooded wizard in black next to Harry, and instantly froze in place.

Harry paused slightly before he realized how long Snape had been waiting here. His first reaction was to push him to run away, but then he remembered his promise, suppressed his impulse, and turned his head to look at Tom slightly nervously.

[Get off me, Nagini. 】

Tom's legs were wrapped around Nagini, and he didn't kill the traitor he had hated for a long time. Harry secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but clenched his fist slightly.

【Are you alright? Why is it still cold? 】Snakes have poor eyesight. Nagini wanted to climb onto his shoulders to confirm, but was ruthlessly driven away by the owner. 】

[Thinking...] Tom suddenly changed his English, "Why don't you want to? It's just that there is an old friend in front of you, and I have to catch up with you later."

The cold gaze was directed at Snape, causing him to stiffen reflexively, put up Occlumency, and his eyes became empty.

"Want the medicine you prepared?" Harry asked at this moment, took two steps forward, and reached out to him, "Give it to me."

Snape handed over the medicine box with a numb expression and straight eyes, like an obedient marionette.

"Cruciate."

The Dark Lord's spell hit Snape precisely at the moment when the medicine chest was handed over, and he bowed in agony.

Harry opened the medicine cabinet to check as if he hadn't seen the scene, then glanced back at Tom.

Surprisingly, there was no accusation, only a little helplessness and worry.

Miraculously, however, Tom stopped.

Snape trembled, straightened up slowly, his lips were tightly pressed, pale as a wax figure.

Harry reached out to help, but stopped halfway.Explained to Tom: "I don't trust the medicine he chooses, and I need to confirm it every time."

"No need, I will re-elect myself."

Tom directly took his hand in mid-air, put it behind his waist, and half-closed him away from Snape, but he turned his head and kissed Harry's beautiful cheekbones, followed the familiar nasal bone, found his lips all the way, and found them in the brain. In front of Snape, who couldn't conceal the trembling with Occlusion, they exchanged a long kiss.

In the narrow gap where breaths were intertwined, Tom shot Snape coldly.

Like a silent announcement of death.