Mentor and Friends

Ishanas eventually died.

No one came to save her, and no one could save her from Harry's hands.

Without an antidote, she slowly died.

Harry stomped on her hand so hard that she couldn't catch Tom before she died.

She has been ruthless to others since she was conscious. The education she received in Black was to put family interests first, and only by being ruthless to others can she make herself feel better.

So no matter when, she must be ruthless.

She is destined to only become a side branch of the Black family, and if she doesn't want her own destiny to be planned, then she must make herself extremely outstanding and become valued by the Patriarch, so that she can survive in the Black family.

Over the years, she has poisoned many people, and even stabbed many people in the back.

It suddenly occurred to Isanas that maybe the people she stabbed in the back felt the same way she did before they died.

Unwilling, angry...but helpless.

The back of her hand firmly stomped on the other party, that person... that person seemed so gentle, but when he became ruthless, it was even more creepy than the feeling of a lord.

Not even her last wish before death would let her come true.

Harry just looked at her with a faint smile: "If I were the one lying on the ground at this moment, what would you do?"

What will she do?

She would laugh and step on Evans' chest, look at him triumphantly, tell him that Lord is beyond his imagination, tell him that he is so overreaching, and tell him that he is just a clown in her eyes.

She would sit in a chair and proudly watch Evans, who was drugged by him, die unwillingly.

She likes to feel life go by.

But that doesn't mean she likes the feeling of her own life passing by.

She is ruthless than everyone else, how can she ask others to be kind to her?

However, since she can be ruthless to anyone, she is also ruthless to herself.

The potions that Evans poured into her were made by herself.

In this case, she naturally understood the efficacy of these potions.

Instead of being tortured to death, she might as well give herself a break.

"Evans..." The hand that originally wanted to grab the hem of Tom's clothes turned to grab Harry's ankles, and the sharp nails seemed to turn into sharp thorns through Harry's clothes. Lee's skin, "You...you..."

She couldn't finish that sentence in the end, maybe she was extremely angry, maybe she put a curse on herself, in short, she died.

Her hands were still only holding Harry's ankles, and her eyes were still fixed on her.

She was dying.

Maybe she will come back as a ghost.

But that was none of Harry's business.

Harry took his foot out of Isanas' hands, and the indifference in his eyes was gradually replaced by helplessness.

"I never thought that after the war, wizards would die because of me." Harry sighed softly.

Everyone around couldn't react to Harry's change in time.

Obviously, he was still a deadly god of death before, but at this moment, he has become the weakest one in the entire tent.

"Go to sleep." Tom took him into his arms and kissed his forehead lightly, "You are too tired."

The bloody smell around him hasn't faded yet, Ishanas's eyes are still looking at him, and the restraint on the Death Eaters hasn't been lifted yet, everything around is so weird.

But Harry didn't care.

Tom's warm breath overwhelmed all his senses and made him relax involuntarily.

Tom didn't know that Harry, who was on alert, had a hard time falling asleep when the surroundings were not safe. It wasn't just him. When the war just ended, many people couldn't return to normal life. Exhausted physically and mentally, they can only fall asleep peacefully with the company of their companions.

But there are very few people that Harry can trust wholeheartedly, and the situation of Harry and Ron is the most serious.

Fortunately, Harry was kind to everyone, and he was the one who recovered the fastest after the war.

Later, as long as Harry doesn't go into alert mode, he can basically live like an ordinary person.

Full of hope for life, he even recovered faster than Hermione.

But obviously, the situation in front of him didn't make Harry relax his vigilance, everything was just because Tom was by his side.

He himself didn't know when he could trust Tom with all his heart not to let him get hurt.

Getting rid of the Horcrux was always a knot in his heart, and he was willing to put everything aside to trust Tom.

Tom didn't gently put him on the bed until after Harry fell asleep, and cast a warning spell around Harry. As long as someone tried to misbehave Harry, he would be able to find out immediately, and the warning spell It would also wake Harry up immediately.

He trusted Harry's reflexes.

So now, it's time to deal with the mess.

It took Tom less than 5 minutes to clean everything inside the tent.

The food prepared for Harry had already been removed. Tom made some simple things for Harry himself and put them on the table next to Harry’s bed. He warmed them with a warming spell and waited for Harry to wake up before he could eat them. During the cooking, Isanas had been dragged away. As for where she went in the end, maybe Nagini, who had recovered her prototype and was upright on the ground, could give everyone the answer.

The blood on the floor had been cleaned, and some flowers with a light fragrance were placed on the tea table. These fresh fragrances dispelled the bloody smell inside the tent.

Some of Isanas's subordinates will be dealt with, and the ones rolling on the ground are the two Death Eaters whom he ordered to take care of Harry.

They were supposed to take good care of Harry after he left, but obviously, they left the tent empty, and people put drugs in Harry's food. If it wasn't for Harry's sensitivity to potions, I'm afraid Now it was Harry himself who died.

"Lord." They knelt on the ground, trembling.

"There are many people in the Death Eaters who are very dissatisfied with Harry's appearance. I don't know." Tom sat in the chair and looked at the two people. "It's understandable that you want to attack Harry, after all, you don't belong Lee." He tapped the table with his index finger, "So, maybe you can tell me, what is the reason for my anger?"

They trembled tremblingly, but they couldn't think of a reason.

"There is no need for Death Eaters to disobey orders." Tom narrowed his eyes. "Maybe someone can express their dissatisfaction, but you are not among these people." The high-level Death Eaters can indeed express some thoughts to him, He is not a dictator, so he will accept some reasonable opinions, but it does not mean that people at the bottom have the right to disobey his orders, "Tell me, what is the order I gave you before? "

"Yes . . . with Mr. Evans."

"So," Tom narrowed his eyes, and the red light in his black eyes gradually emerged, "Where were you when Harry returned to the tent, and even when his accident happened?"

"Lord, forgive me." The two Death Eaters who finally understood where they were wrong almost lay on the ground, "This subordinate is just..."

"There is no need for waste among the Death Eaters." Tom looked at them, his eyes were finally covered with red light.

……

When Harry woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Tom was sitting on the edge of the bed, reading a book in his hand.

Harry blinked to ease the bitterness, and exhaled often.

Tom soon noticed that he was awake because of the change in his breath.

"Eat something?" He put the book away and smiled at Harry.

"I need to freshen up first." After sleeping for so long, Harry felt his whole body go limp.

Because of the end of the World Cup, many people had left one after another. In this place, only their tents were left. Tom didn't want to wake Harry up, so he was in no hurry to go back, anyway, they were not in a hurry.

Harry was much more sober after washing up, and lunch was ready on the table. It wasn't like the sumptuous meals that others cooked when they first arrived here, but home-cooked side dishes.

Harry knew it was Tom's handiwork.

As for where the cooks went and why the whole tent was so deserted, Harry didn't ask much.

Harry has a bad habit, he likes to read the newspaper while eating.

Or maybe it was because the newspaper was right in his hand, so he didn't intend to let it go after picking it up.

"The British Ministry of Magic protested to the French Ministry of Magic?" Harry looked at the news on the second page with some surprise, "What did you do?"

"Since they want to stir up trouble, why don't we go along with them." Tom shrugged and grabbed the newspaper in his hand, "Eat obediently."

Harry pouted, but said nothing.

The food on the table was home-cooked, and Tom didn't cook much because he had dessert.

Harry has a sweet tooth.

So after seeing the sweets, Harry decisively threw the main food aside.

It's just that when he took the first bite of the cake, he felt something stuck in his teeth.

It's hard, or it won't fall off, it's not the fruit that's ginseng inside.

Could it be that Tom couldn't stop dropping Jin Gallon into it?

Harry spat out the tooth-jaw thing in confusion.

However, the next second, he was stunned.

It wasn't the Galleon that Tom accidentally dropped into the cake while he was making it, but a ring.

Harry looked up at Tom in disbelief.

The other party looked at him with a soft smile.

Seeing Harry's look, Tom got up and walked over to him.

He knelt down beside Harry and took Harry's hand.

Harry didn't know how to react for a moment, his mind was blank, he only heard Tom's soft voice.

The other said: "Harry, let's get married!"

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