Professor, please pay the debt

Harry didn't speak or look at Karkarov, looking up at the high ceiling, the highest part of the nave 32 meters from the ground.

It is equivalent to the height of a 10-story building. It seems that all churches pursue heights, as if they can get close to their ideal God.

I have to say that under such a high ceiling, people always feel their own insignificance.Harry closed his eyes, trying to feel the humility of being human in Catholicism.

Karkaroff's restlessness was in stark contrast to Harry's tranquility. He seemed to be sitting on a goblin, writhing his body constantly, rubbing his hands on his trousers, and his wand was already in his sleeve. In the movie, he had long wanted to remove the Dark Mark, and had been thinking about it for more than ten years. After the Dark Lord was resurrected, this idea became even stronger.Now, someone gave him hope, but refused to say more, this is really a kind of torture.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to interrupt Harry, "Are you meditating? What did you think of?"

Harry slowly opened his eyes, the green eyes were calm and calm, "I was thinking that the teachings of Catholicism are not suitable for me, I will never be an ordinary person, I am destined to be a big man career." Then, turning to Karkaroff, "So, have you figured it out and made up your mind to get rid of the Dark Lord?"

Karkaroff trusted his intuition, and it was this magical feeling that allowed him to escape death many times.

Now, his intuition made him believe in the young savior, so he showed rare sincerity, "With this mark, the Dark Lord will find me sooner or later. The way that lord deals with traitors is not only a death curse, but also a possibility It doesn't get any worse than being swallowed alive by a snake."

Harry felt a little depressed, he said, "The Dark Lord wasn't like this before, was he?"

"Yes, he used to be a wise and wise monarch..." Immediately, Karkaroff realized that the person in front of him was the Dark Lord's deadly enemy.

So he immediately changed his words and said: "But he changed later and became a lunatic who can only kill people. I hate him to death, Mr. Potter, please believe me, I am willing to make a clean break with him."

Harry saw his eyes full of sarcasm, and Karkaroff further said, "It's true, I desperately want to get rid of this mark. Since the Dark Lord was exposed, he started sending people to hunt and kill me, and I kept running away. I don’t dare to eat or sleep, and I immediately disapparate at the slightest sign of trouble, I’ve had three firefights with Death Eaters this month, luckily I escaped quickly to save my life.”

Harry knew that Karkaroff was in a difficult situation, and only by helping him at this time could he get the greatest reward.

However, Harry was still worried, "Why don't you ask for help, Dumbledore and the British Ministry of Magic can protect you."

"He-they-ha! First, I'm not worth using, and second, I don't have a mountain of Galleons, so they won't talk to me!"

Harry was satisfied, Karkaroff was cornered and could only rely on himself, such a person was the best to use.

"Give me your hand..."

Karkaroff froze for a moment, then quickly undid the cuff button on his left hand, and raised his sleeve to reveal the ugly mark, "I thought it would take a lot of steps..."

Harry took his hand and cut him off, "Do you trust me, Igor."

Karkaroff hesitated, and finally nodded, "I believe."

Harry mobilized the magic power in his body to flow towards Karkaroff's arm. A layer of soft silver light enveloped the two of them. Karkaroff felt the burning pain on his arm. He gritted his teeth and tried his best not to make a sound. The mark on the snake moved suddenly, and the snake writhed in pain, as if it was being killed.

At the same time, Karkaroff was also sweating in pain.Finally, the snake stopped struggling, its shape changed, the black lines spread out, and it could no longer be seen as a snake.

Harry withdrew his hand, silently watching Karkaroff complain.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts as much as when I accepted it." After a while, Karkaroff recovered, and he began to pay attention to this new pattern, "Why didn't it be completely removed? What kind of pattern is this, how do you look at it?" Does it look like a wall?"

Harry looked at him with idiot eyes, "Do you think that I crossed the strait and came here specially to solve your problems? Dear Igor, you imagine me to be too kind, I am not a saint."

"So……"

"This sign has changed. To be more precise, it has changed hands. Now the person who can master it and call it is me."

Karkaroff didn't seem surprised, "Well, it's fair, but I really didn't expect you to do this. I always thought you were a simple and kind child, but now it seems that the old bee is not a good person. Things, where can the people he cultivated be so simple!"

His words seemed to have entertained Harry, and Harry's expression softened a lot, "I appreciate your opinion of Dumbledore, which will help you get along with him."

"What? Do you want me to go to Hogwarts? Do I want to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts? I won't go. That position is cursed. Whoever goes there will be unlucky."

"Of course I will protect you, Igor. I'm not the Dark Lord, and I don't take pleasure in torturing my subordinates. I hope you enter Hogwarts with a brand new identity, a pet identity, I think a little mink Pretty cute too."

"How did you know?" Karkaroff was startled again. His Animagus form was a mink, and this small and pitiful form had always made him ashamed.

So I never mentioned it to anyone, only in order to win the appreciation of the Dark Lord, I once showed it to him. "Only he knows."

"There's a second one now." Harry was calm.

Karkaroff started to think wildly, and whispered out, "You can control the Dark Mark, you know the secret that only the Dark Lord knows, Merlin's flower socks, if you are not the savior, I will definitely think you are the Dark Lord The Demon Lord himself."

Harry had obviously finished what he wanted to do, he stood up and was about to leave, but he only said a little to Karkaroff's words, "No if, dear Igor."

……

A few days later, Harry was sitting on the flight from Frankfurt to London, quietly looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the string window.I sighed again for the magic of Muggles in my heart.

There might be some powerful wizards who could Apparate across the Channel, but no one could do it with hundreds of people.

Muggles can, and are used to it.

Is it possible for such a Muggle to be defeated and controlled by a wizard?

Was the dream too wild?

Harry relaxed and sank himself into the comfortable chair, memories taking over his mind.

A strange orphan, a freshman at Hogwarts, a prince of Slytherin, and a dark duke in the wizarding world.Then, it became a small piece of soul embedded in the soul of the savior.

What a great irony!

Did Dumbledore know?Does the main soul know?

perhaps……

In the fifth grade, the main soul kept invading the savior's brain, which strengthened the power of the savior, and the death of Sirius caused Harry's soul to suffer, the little soul piece seized this opportunity to devour the savior's original soul.This created the current Harry Dark Lord Potter.

The last enemy to defeat is death.

And I have already flown away from death, only one step away from Merlin, standing on the clouds overlooking all beings...

The Dark Lord in the skin of the savior is complacent and conceited, but Merlin is unwilling to let him go. When the flight attendant pushed the dining car past, there was a surprised voice:

"Hey, I ran into you again by such a coincidence! Do you remember me? I'm that conductor."

Harry: All the nasty Muggles should be killed!