Savior? No!I just want to stay home

Early the next morning, Harry, who was sitting in the common room, returned to his previous gentle and harmless appearance.However, after seeing his toughness, no one would really think that he is a talkative person. On the contrary, his current appearance makes the little snakes feel more dangerous.

"You had a good rest last night?" Lucius sat next to Harry after washing and dressing up. He looked in a good mood, and with a small sincere smile, large swaths of roses appeared in his background instantly. , so brilliant that people dare not look directly at it.

"It's pretty good." Hearing the continuous panting of the boys and girls in the lounge, Harry glanced helplessly at each other, "I suggest you use your usual smirk, you look like this... His gaze stayed on Lucius' face for a while, and he sighed. "The Veela is nothing more than that."

"You have a good eye!" Hearing Harry's words, Lucius didn't restrain himself in the slightest, but began to intensify - he deepened the smile on the corner of his mouth, and then gave Harry a graceful, noble and coquettish glance, sticking Looking into Harry's ear, he said softly in a voice that could only be heard by the other party: "The Malfoy family has Veela and elf blood, and they are all from the royal family~" The last ending is slightly raised, mellow and lingering, gray-blue The bright eyes flowed and looked bright.

[I think it's more like a goblin!Lucius, you are a born black-bellied and arrogant queen! ] Harry couldn't take it anymore and rubbed his ears that were a little hot from the other party's breath, complaining in his heart.

"Aren't these two races notoriously loyal to their partners?" Harry wondered, "I express my sincere admiration for the ancestral Malfoy family's romanticism!" Being able to overcome the constraints of bloodlines and having constant bed partners, How much determination and perseverance is needed for this~ Harry expressed his admiration to Abu in his heart.After thinking about it, he added another sentence to Lucius. "Of course, you are an exception." In his memory, Lucius is a very self-disciplined person, with such good conditions but has never had any scandals, and it is even said that he and his first wife - Narcissa Malfoy When getting along together, they are also polite and respectful.

[I really don't look like a person! ] Harry looked at the man in front of him who was constantly exuding hormones, but he really couldn't connect him with the Lucius he remembered 30 years later.

"That's because they didn't meet someone they wanted." Lucius was very satisfied with Harry's red-eared reaction, and decided to continue to discharge electricity at him, completely ignoring the looks of the surrounding students who were about to be stunned by him. "Be it veela or elves, they are usually very proud and indifferent existences. They will only show their loyalty to their lovers. However, it is precisely because of the pride and indifference in their blood that it is difficult for ancestors to fall in love with her. who."

"..." Harry fell silent, "Don't tell me that once you fall in love with someone, you have a blood awakening, and then you become a real veela or elf or something, it's too scary."

"Hehe~ How can there be such a good thing." Seeing the other party's embarrassing look, Lucius smiled happily, "It's true that love is one of the catalysts for the awakening of blood, but not everyone finds true love. Every wizard will be awakened. In fact, the probability of this is very low, otherwise the wizarding world would be full of magical creatures. You must know that every wizard has more or less the blood of magical creatures. Pure blood nobles just let this kind of The bloodline is more pure."

"I see~" Harry nodded, it turns out that great love is not as magical as people say.But... He looked at his friend's increasingly monstrous appearance, raised his forehead, and decided to work hard for his breakfast later, "Breakfast time is coming soon, Lucius, I beg you to fix your facial expressions quickly, you look like this It really makes people twitch ~ I don’t want to have indigestion when I eat for a while and cause stomach pain later.”

Make people twitch? !This adjective discouraged our platinum aristocrat on the spot, and immediately changed from electric to windy, so sad that even will-o’-the-wisps burst out of his head.

Thus, Lucius VS Harry, due to the slowness of someone who has never been seen before or since, Harry won the first round.

Auditorium hall.

When Harry sat in the position representing the highest authority of the first graders in the Snake Academy, all the teachers on the teacher's bench, except Voldemort, paused while eating, with thoughtful expressions on their faces.The students from other colleges showed expressions of "as expected": Since ancient times, which one of the people who can be treated differently by the Malfoy family will be a fuel-efficient lamp?

When he found that he had added six spoonfuls of sugar to the coffee, Dumbledore blinked awkwardly, glanced left and right, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he stopped his movements as if nothing had happened.As if to hide his gaffe, when he met Harry's gaze, he quickly smiled kindly at him and raised the cup in his hand, but his body froze the second he drank the coffee—even if Even for him, this coffee is too sweet! ! !

"Hehe~" On Dean Snake's table, Harry let out a low laugh, which drew the attention of several chiefs next to him.

"Anything to be happy about, Harry?" It was Narcissa, Head of Years, who asked.In front of everyone, her temper has calmed down a lot, she is no longer hot but more cheerful, so it is normal for her to ignore table manners.

"Do I look weak? So it's so surprising to be the chief? So much so that our principal kept putting 6 spoonfuls of sugar in the coffee cup~ What surprised me the most was that after he finished putting it, he actually He raised his glass to me, and took a sip in front of my face!" Harry couldn't help shaking, for him who doesn't like sweets, this is undoubtedly a kind of visual torture. "Oh~ I really want to ask him how he feels after drinking it. Does it feel like he can eat sugar without snow in winter from now on, so he can eat it without money?"

"Cough, hehe~" Narcissa tried her best not to burst out laughing, and the little snakes next to her buried their heads in their shoulders and shook their heads. "Harry, would you please make an announcement before you tell the joke? I almost lost my table manners because of you!" She gave Harry a resentful look, and turned serious. "Smile and laugh, you have to be careful with our lord principal, he is not as simple as he appears on the surface. Besides, your identity is so special (she refers to the identity of the heir of the Potter family), if the lord principal recently I would not be surprised to invite you for afternoon tea."

"I understand, thank you for your concern, Narcissa." Hearing the cryptic reminder in Narcissa's words, Harry nodded and smiled at the other side.How could he not hear the concern in the other party's words? Although he didn't understand why she cared about him so much, anyone with eyes could see her sincerity, and he would never push others' good intentions away.

As Narcissa expected, after the first Potions class in the morning, Harry received an invitation from Dumbledore—it was conveyed through Professor Slughorn, asking him to visit the principal's office at three o'clock in the afternoon. It's cream balls.

[Much better than cockroach piles, sweet dung eggs, and the like. ] Thinking of the various dessert passwords that Dumbledore often changed when he was tutoring himself, Harry was deeply moved by this slightly normal password.

During lunch, when Lucius learned that Harry was invited by the headmaster to drink tea, the platinum nobleman expressed his concerns appropriately - the target was of course the headmaster.After getting along for a long time, Lucius deeply understands Harry's ability to be mad at others.He remembered Harry saying that Gryffindors were unlikable during his first visit, and congratulating himself that he didn't have the personality of a lion.He even has a way to annoy people he approves of (such as his father and godfather). What about people he doesn't like to see?Lucius rubbed his chin in his mind, wondering how to get Harry to contribute his memory afterwards, so that he could have a good time with his father and godfather.

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"...What do you think about the matter of a while?" Harry stroked the rim of the teacup with his thumb, and looked at the person on the other side of the sofa.

The corner of his eye that looked at people twitched, and he looked at this little magic star with a slight headache.Why did this guy at noon come to his office?In order to free up time for teaching the students, he had been approving documents until midnight yesterday. He originally planned to take a nap at noon, but now it's all in vain.Moreover, the protagonist of this guy's solicitation is the headmaster of Hogwarts, and his blood relatives on the other, but he is the sworn enemy of these two parties.He actually came to ask for his own opinion...has his brain finally broken?

"My suggestion? I suggest you kill them all, it's easy for you anyway." Voldemort pouted.This guy is simply his nemesis, every time he meets him, the majesty that he has painstakingly cultivated will disappear.Should he find a way to draw a line with this guy in front of outsiders?In case any of the Death Eaters dared to tap him on the shoulder in the future to discuss what to eat for lunch or the education of children.

"If you think it's feasible, OK~" Harry shrugged nonchalantly, got up and was about to go out.

"Come back to me!" Voldemort gritted his silver teeth.It was just a moment of anger, how could he really ask Harry to kill those people!At this place, at this time!It is true that the Death Eaters can dominate one side if they are dead, but that also means that he will completely lose the popularity of the people, and he will never even think about truly unifying the British wizarding world.In that case, maybe the old man Dumbledore could wake up from the grave even if he died.

"Well, it's just an old man suffering from persecution paranoia who came to drink tea and chat with you, at most a few of your blood relatives, what are you nervous about?" Voldemort rubbed between his brows helplessly.He didn't even know, when would he have the potential to become a bosom aunt?

"Which of your eyes saw that I was nervous?" Harry glared. "Even if that's the case, I will still find Mr. Malfoy, no matter how bad it is, Lucius is more suitable than you to be a bosom aunt."

"Then, why did our Mr. Potter come to the headmaster's office at noon?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows, "Don't tell me you're just showing off the honor of being admitted to the headmaster, if that's the case..." His dark red face His eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of threats, "I can't help but lock you up until the end of the semester!"

"I'm not that boring." Harry rolled his eyes, "But I really think your brain is not working well." After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the other party's rebuttal, and immediately turned to the topic. "I'm hesitating. When I arrive at the principal's office, if Mr. Principal really invited the Potters as I guessed, should I continue to pretend to be a lonely child who doesn't like to get too close to others, or should I find a way to find a place in Charlesport?" Plant the seeds of disagreement in your heart so that you can induce him to come out of his superstitious belief in Dumbledore in the future, and even fall into your arms."

"The arms of the Death Eaters!" Voldemort emphasized.He is not interested in hugging the old man in his 60s~ "Are you sure you can succeed? Or is it under Dumbledore's eyes?"

"If it were someone else, the effect might be discounted, but for me..." Harry shrugged, "Who gave my surname Potter~ I can speak my mind in front of Dumbledore openly, and let him There is no chance to interrupt or refute. Give the opponent a resounding blow from the front, so that the opponent has no power to fight back. This is the fighting style most respected by the lions, and it is also the best way to shake the lions."

"Aren't you unwilling to admit your relationship with the Potter family? Why, are you back on your word now?" Voldemort raised the corners of his lips teasingly. "Sure enough, no matter how mature you are, you are still just a child who needs to be cared for."

Harry gave the other party a supercilious look.

"Don't be stupid, it's too late for me to hide, who wants any relatives? Without the support of the Potter family, the Order of the Phoenix will soon become worse than a poor man who can only live on relief. If we want to win in this war It is impossible to win in one step. Before the full battle begins, the opponent's strength must be fundamentally disintegrated. Since Merlin gave me the surname 'Potter', I am sorry for his kindness if I don't make good use of it. Is it?"

"...Do you want to consider marrying into the Malfoy family? From the bottom of my heart, I think your surname should be Malfoy, not Potter." Voldemort felt that he was complimenting the other party, and he really didn't mock him for being despicable, insidious and cunning, in order to achieve his goal Even blood relatives are designed.Well, although he himself killed his father's family and his uncle, he was at least an adult at that time. Well, it's not like the one opposite, not long after his 11th birthday, and he started thinking about how to do it on the first day of school. Calculate others.

"I'll take it as if you're complimenting me." Harry pursed his lips into a smile. "Hurry up and make a decision. If it wasn't for the future of your partner, I wouldn't worry about it. In fact, I wish to mess with that family less. The less they pay attention to me, the better."

"If possible, I certainly hope to reduce the strength of the Order of the Phoenix as much as possible. As for the Potter family..." Voldemort paused, his eyes flashed, "I can guarantee that as long as they no longer participate in the affairs of the Order of the Phoenix, Even if I don't join the Death Eaters, I won't touch them at all." After finishing speaking, he smiled at the other party with ulterior motives, "Speaking of which, this is the real purpose of your coming to me today, right? Say you don't want it, Aren't you trying your best to plan for the other party? When did you learn the tricks of the Malfoy family? It's not cute at all for a child to be so scheming."

"Hmph, aren't you also beating around the bush to spy on my purpose?" Harry glanced at the other party disdainfully, "I do have my reasons for doing this, but you don't have to worry about it, I won't say it." After finishing speaking , he stood up and prepared to leave. "Since you have already made up your mind, just wait for my good news. I believe you will receive information that the Potter family has left the Order of the Phoenix soon. I'm leaving, goodbye!"

"Actually, I would rather see you showing your true colors and raising Dumbledore's beard to the ceiling." Before Harry closed the door, Voldemort suddenly said to his back, "Harry Potter, due to the interruption The professor has a rest, and he will come to my office at seven o'clock on Monday night to be confined." Facing Harry who suddenly turned his head, he raised his lips and smiled, "I sincerely look forward to your wonderful talk tonight, goodbye!"

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