Savior? No!I just want to stay home

In the garden of Malfoy Manor, Abu, Lucius and Yce the Elf are watching Harry play with a Nightmare - the one they found in the Chamber of Secrets.Nightmare seemed very docile, and the blood-red eyes that were usually full of crazy thoughts of revenge were now peaceful, and the hellfire burning on his body was also betrayed by Harry with the ghostly fire, and threw himself into the embrace of the ghostly fire, happily fluttering.Except for the dark aura that cannot be ignored, it looks like a thoroughbred horse at its best.

"Harry, I heard from Abu this morning that you're going out later?" After meeting the leaders of the Death Eaters, and explaining what happened during the time since he left, Voldemort came to Malfoy Manor with all his money. , ready to discuss the itinerary of Death Eye with Harry.

"Well, the Muggle weapon I bought will be delivered in an hour, and I need to confirm the itinerary to Death's Eye." Harry nodded.

"Confirm the itinerary? With Muggles?" Voldemort raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Harry nodded again and began to explain. "Among the weapons I bought was an armed helicopter, and I also found a few drivers. The driver used the helicopter to send us to the vicinity of the Eye of Death, and then I will take you to use the unpowered hang glider to go deep there as much as possible. If you meet in the sky If you are in danger, give up the hang glider, start the rocket booster, find a safe place to land, and then go on a jungle adventure.”

"Since the itinerary is set, what are you confirming?" Abu was puzzled.

"According to the Muggle weather forecast, a subtropical high-pressure cyclone—meaning a storm—may pass near that sea area recently. The specific situation should come out this morning. We have to confirm when that thing will leave before we can Set a specific departure time."

"Can you calculate the weather in such a distant place in England?" Abu was a little surprised. "It seems that my understanding of Muggles is still too far behind."

"There are too many Muggles, and it's normal not to know enough. And they have a very clear division of labor, and not everyone knows everything." Lucius comforted his father a little.In the ten years since Harry left in that world, besides family affairs, what he did the most was read Muggle books, because during a chat, he found that Harry had a higher respect for certain things about Muggles. attitude, so I looked for some information, but the more I looked at it, the more frightened I became, so it got out of hand.

"Why can't I hear what 'I' need to do in your words? Could you please explain to poor me, Lord Fox Immortal?" Obviously, Voldemort's focus was on another aspect.

"What do you think of the idea of ​​being in the ring with Lucius and Iss?" Harry asked hopelessly.

"Not so good!" *3. Neither Voldemort nor Lucius were satisfied with Harry's arrangement.Who would like to wait like a fool in a place where there is no communication with the outside world?Besides, are they that weak?Can't help at all?This is absolutely impossible!

"I knew~" Harry shrugged. "But at least you have to stay in the ring until you land—unless you tell me you won't get airsick and can handle hang gliders and rocket boosters proficiently."

"...I haven't even heard of those things." Voldemort couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.I don't know if it is difficult to learn?

Harry rolled his eyes.

"...I've heard of it, but I've only seen pictures of armed helicopters and hang gliders. As for the rocket booster, I don't know what it looks like." Lucius was also frustrated.

So Harry was distressed.

"Why don't you come with me later and see what they look like first."

"If you just look at it, I wonder if we can add another person?" Abu asked slowly from the side.

Half an hour later, under Harry's communication, the four people who cast the Ignore and Confusion spells sat in the car driven by Harry and followed an unremarkable car to a very remote place in the suburbs.

Walking into the gate of the warehouse, the first thing you see is an armed helicopter with 3 people standing beside it, probably the driver?

"You..." He walked forward quickly, and after seeing the faces of the three clearly, Harry frowned. "Did I tell you where I'm going? Tell me you're just here to hand over the weapons to me."

"No~" A man standing lazily by the helicopter smiled seductively, "We are with you~ because I am curious about how wizards explore~"

"No!" Harry resolutely denied. "The world is unpredictable! If you die there, the Prime Minister's Office will definitely find a way to blow up the Ministry of Magic-although it is impossible to succeed, it will be very troublesome."

"Haha, it's not as exaggerated as you describe!" The burly tall man in the middle laughed heartily, "By the way, do you really know who we are?"

"Gaiman Klinsmann." Harry looked at the charming man, "MI[-] is a team, master assassination, S-class close combat, king of sniper. John Ryan." He looked at the tall man in the middle The man, "Mi[-] Group [-], mainly blasting attack, strength S level, mechanical omnipotence. Stone Jackson." He looked at the man in black who had been silent all this time, "MI[-] Group [-], mainly intelligence, analysis memory S Level, all-around electronics, and... good at using poison."

When it came to being "good at using poison", Stone, who had a calm expression, turned his head and looked at Harry in surprise. After looking him up and down, his eyes widened.

"27?" He suddenly asked without beginning or end.

"You really want to know?" Harry obviously understood.

"... Tell me." He nodded.

"Not counting the things I don't use for the time being. Outside, I have a total of 113 kinds of poison on my body~ I have 30 kinds of poison on my bald hair." Harry gave the answer with a smile.

John, who was about to pat Harry on the shoulder to show his praise because Harry mentioned their names and expertise one by one, withdrew his hand in an instant——God! 113 types!Worse than Stone!He still wants to die~

"This is the strength of a wizard?" Gaiman raised his slender eyebrows and asked. "It's no wonder the higher-ups don't let us go to the wizard's territory. It's really interesting. Are all wizards like you?"

"Almost all wizards can make potions." Harry shrugged and gave an ambiguous answer.

Thinking of Draco's description of Neville Longmardon, the corners of Lucius' mouth twitched uncontrollably—well, maybe those failed products can be used as poison, maybe it's still very poisonous~ He doesn't Think responsibly.

"I said, why are you three team leaders here to join in the fun? I'm going on an expedition, not the Pentagon! Change people quickly, and hope I can get a satisfactory answer when I finish receiving the weapons." After speaking, Harry waved his hand, Start looking at those weapons you've ordered yourself.

Pistols, rifles, sniper rifles, submachine guns, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, shotguns, great!Harry checked the quantity of the gun and the bullets it was equipped with, and put it into the ring with a wave of his hand.

Grenades, grenade launchers, flamethrowers, bazookas, plastic bombs, mortars, shoulder-fired anti-tank missiles, yes!With another wave of the hand, all income.

Gliders, rocket boosters, and some small props dedicated to intelligence agencies have also been included in the ring.

That's... Harry's black line.

"I'm going on an expedition, not a terrorist attack. Why do you get me planes and tanks? That's fine. What about cannons and howitzers? This is... a missile launch vehicle? Long sword ground air? I want anti-aircraft missiles What are you doing?! The most exaggerated thing is that there are still fighter jets and bombers! These are depleted uranium bombs? I am going on an expedition, not to blow up an island! What do you think I can do with a plane in a place where electronic equipment is completely out of order? !"

"Oh, it might come in handy~ You can fly blind without communication~ Aren't wizards able to apparate? If it doesn't work, just run away~" Gaiman took over the conversation again, "You also know that place is dangerous , It’s always right to prepare more. The long sword, Dikong, has only been equipped with the British army for two years, and most people don’t give it to us if they want it~”

"I don't want to..." Harry stroked his forehead helplessly. "What exactly do you want?"

"Nothing, nothing!" John scratched the back of his head and grinned his big white teeth. "This is a special gift to thank you for your contribution to the British intelligence industry and weaponry industry this year. Especially the design of the sniper rifle, plastic bomb and amphibious armored vehicle is really genius! If there is another A tank or cannon would be even better..." At this point, he rubbed his hands with a foolish smile.

"... I still have blueprints that exceed the latest generation of American fighter jets, would you like to?" Harry rolled his eyes at the equipment that can conquer a small country.

"What?!"*3

"Where did you steal it from? The Pentagon?" Wizards are handy~ Gaiman's eyes twinkled.

"I drew it myself." Harry pouted.That's the "Raptor", F-22! It was only tendered in 1985, and no one in the Pentagon has seen it, right?

"Are you sure it can fly?" John doubted.Airplanes are nothing else, you can make them just by thinking about them.Of course, this "think about it casually" is not something that just anyone can "think about"...

"You can try it." Harry shrugged and replied irresponsibly. "According to the current level, about 1 million or so funds are needed, maybe more."

"I'll pay 10 billion for your drawings." Unexpectedly, the person who said this was Stone. 10 billion is the highest amount of funds that can be mobilized under his power.

"The condition is that after the aircraft is produced, you must unconditionally sell it to China at the cost price, and when they need it, send experts to provide technical guidance-without reservation. How to operate it is a matter for the government and the military. Never mind."

The three looked at each other for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"I need your prime minister and minister of defense to personally sign a magic contract with me. I will indicate on the contract that when each prime minister and minister of defense are handed over, the contract will be automatically passed on." Harry added.

"...I'll go back and report this matter." Stone said solemnly.

"Okay, the remaining value has been squeezed out by you, hurry up and replace me!" Harry waved his hand impatiently, driving away.

"Don't worry~ Besides, I don't believe that a mere fighter jet is your residual value~" Gaiman said with a smile, "According to the weather forecast, ten days later is the most suitable time to start. You first Go to the VIP area of ​​Heathrow Airport, we have a special plane to take you there, and the pilot will wait at the landing place of the special plane. By the way, you can play with this helicopter yourself, and we will prepare it separately."

"Either?" Harry turned to look at Voldemort and Abu.

"Put it away." Voldemort nodded. After watching for a while, he became more and more interested in those Muggle weapons—according to Harry, it seemed that these iron guys were very powerful.

When only the howitzers were collected, Harry stopped suddenly.He grinned badly, pointed to the big iron block in front of him, turned to Voldemort and said, "Do you want to see it?"

"Hey, hey!" Seeing Harry's seriousness, Guy hurriedly stopped him. "Although it's a suburb, this is London! Firing a howitzer here will cause big trouble!"

"Okay then~" Harry shrugged and put away the howitzer.He waved goodbye to the three of them and left the warehouse.

In the end, with the dumbfounded expressions of the four, the howitzer was still pulled out for a walk—Abu took advantage of his position and applied for a long-distance door key in the Sahara Desert.So they have more confidence in the Death Eye and his party this time.

After watching the howitzer, Voldemort suddenly became interested in Muggle combat power. Thinking of the Isle of Death and the expedition of 300 people that Harry mentioned, he suddenly had an idea.

"Harry, can you take out the memory of your last visit to Death's Eye?"

Hearing these words, Abu and the others also looked at Harry expectantly.Yes, how did they forget about this!

"That..." Harry looked up.When he was a shadow, he was quite capable of pretending to be B. If these people saw him, would he laugh at him to death?

"Is it inconvenient?" Lucius patted Harry's head, intending to persuade the godfather to give up this idea.

"No. At that time...it was not the same as it is now. Besides, there were so many people, and a lot of people died. The process was very bloody. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it after watching it."

"You've experienced it yourself, why don't you just take a look? I'm not that weak." Voldemort raised his eyebrows, expressing his dissatisfaction with Harry's contempt.

"You don't regret it." Harry shrugged.Since they insist, just make fun of it~ Anyway, he has a thick skin. "Let's go, eat first, the memory is not short, and then go to the study to find a Pensieve."

********************* Watch the dividing line of memory *********************

"Okay." Harry pulled out a long memory and put it in the Pensieve, "Please, remember to use the translation spell, I didn't speak English at the time." After speaking, he took out a book and prepared to read it while waiting .

"..." Voldemort studied Harry's expression first, and after confirming that there was no difference, he asked, "This memory is so terrible that you don't even want to relive it?"

"?" Harry wondered. "I haven't forgotten it, so why revisit it?"

A vein twitched on Voldemort's forehead, and he signaled with his eyes to Lucius that it was done.

Lucius understood, walked up to Harry and pressed the book with his hand to prevent him from opening it, and asked expectantly:

"Harry, can we come together? It's just the few of us, there are probably a lot of things I can't understand."

"Huh?" Harry tilted his head and thought for a while, "That's right." So he put the book away, took Lucius' hand and plunged it into the Pensieve together.

"Color?" Harry looked around curiously, this Pensieve is not black and white~ The feeling of being in it is as real as a virtual scene in a movie.

"The latest achievements of Sirius and Master Flamel, the first finished product is planned to be put on sale next month." Lucius calmly explained Harry's doubts.

"This idea is very good." Harry praised and made a suggestion: "If you change it again, you can not only receive memories, but even reproduce things you imagined, and you can make it into a home theater. sell videos."

"Good proposal!" Lucius' eyes lit up. "Some Muggle movies can also be bought and made into memories - I'll write to Sirius in a moment."

"If you're in the mood to write 'for a while'." Harry shrugged.

"If you are finished talking, can you kindly explain the confusion for the poor us, what is the situation now?" Abu's lazy voice sounded from the side, and the two of them turned their eyes, and his slender fingers pointed He nodded in a certain direction and asked, "This is the 300 people? Where are you, Harry?"

"Over there, the one with the half mask, they call me 'Shadow'." Harry gestured in a direction with his chin.

"..." Everyone was speechless collectively.

A young man about 25 or six years old, wearing a black combat uniform, fully armed and carrying a huge military backpack, was sitting expressionlessly leaning against a big tree and listening to the people around him chatting.

"...Your facial muscles are poisoned and paralyzed?"

Voldemort looked at the people who were leaning back and forth laughing, beating the ground and wiping their tears, and then at 'Shadow' who was quietly waiting for everyone to finish laughing, the corners of his mouth twitched.It's just a little bit of red from all the green!This feels too awkward~

"It's said that it's different now..." Being teased as soon as he came in, Harry pursed his lips in displeasure. "I never laughed when I heard jokes."

"Look, who is this~" As soon as Harry's words fell, an arrogant voice sounded not far from the few people, "As soon as you go out on a mission, you go out on a mission, and what kind of mask are you wearing? Tsk tsk~ all come out Damn, are you the only one who is special? Or is it that you have too much personality and dare not come out to meet people? Hurry up, take off the mask for me! It makes me uncomfortable to look at!" After finishing speaking, the man wanted to reach out to reveal Mask under 'Shadow' face.

'Shadow' dodged sideways, but failed to let the opponent succeed.

"Sorry, I don't understand English."

The cool voice resounded, making everyone who heard it feel refreshed. 'Ying''s unwavering eyes swept over the man, and after slowly uttering a sentence in Chinese, he continued to turn his head to look at his companion.

"Isn't it? Who found such a strange thing? Chinese? How dare you release it to make a fool of yourself even if you can't even speak English?" The man's voice became even more trembling, and he didn't realize that there were a few people around him looking at him with the eyes of a dead body. he.

"Who is he?" Abu's gray-blue eyes narrowed in displeasure, regretting that he couldn't do anything to the person in his memory.

"Can't remember." Harry shook his head. "In my impression, someone told me that he is the son of the boss of some organization. He is too well protected and has no common sense. He is a little talented, so he is too proud. It is said that he even organized a team to participate in this mission on his own initiative. Yes, his father didn't know about it until more than ten years after his death."

"Hey, do you speak French? Russian? Spanish? German?"

The mask was not removed, and no one paid attention to him, who knew that the man didn't feel depressed at all, but started to show off his knowledge.Start asking 'Shadow' one by one with the language of each country.

"I can speak German." Hearing the familiar language, 'Shadow' glanced at him again and answered in German.

"Oh, it's really not easy. I can finally communicate." The man lifted his chin triumphantly and asked, "Hey, what's your name? Why are you wearing a mask? Is there something wrong with your face?"

"You can call me 'Shadow'."

hiss~

There was a sound of gasping in the woods, the corners of the mouths of those who knew him curled up, those who didn't know him widened their eyes and tried to watch around, and then whispered non-stop.

He said his name is 'Ying'!Is it the 'shadow'? 'Shadow' has also come, it seems that the difficulty of this task has to be redefined again...

"Here we come." To everyone's surprise, 'Ying' didn't do anything to that person. He glanced towards the outskirts of the forest, stood up, patted the grass clippings on his body, and said to his companions: "There are footsteps!" Sound, the last batch will arrive soon, everyone is ready, ready to go.”

Several people had already stood up when 'Ying' got up, and listening to his words accelerated the preparations in hand.As a result, people in other groups followed suit and began to make their own preparations.

"Are you famous?" Voldemort watched the people's reactions for a while, then raised his eyebrows with interest.Almost as soon as they knew he was 'Shadow', these people began to secretly pay attention to him, ready to follow his actions at any time.

"I said I'm a killer." Harry shrugged, "No. 4 in the world." Seeing the few people who had just appeared, he pointed to a very beautiful woman with long silver hair and said to Lucius: " Ah, Lucius, look at that woman with silver hair, she is Silver Fox, one of the [-] who came out alive."

The woman Harry had sex with?Lucius squinted his eyes and looked at each other.

"'Shadow'!" Silver Fox looked very happy to see 'Shadow', and said in German, "I didn't expect you to be interested in this place, how about we together later? With you here, the safety factor can be guaranteed." That's too much~ If you have a chance, save me one more time~~~"

"Okay." 'Shadow' sized up several of Silver Fox's teammates, and they were all pretty good, so he nodded expressionlessly in agreement.On one side of his body, he dodged a lunge of the silver fox.

"I said, I heard someone provoking you from a long distance just now. Why didn't you even say a word? Even if you don't understand English, you can't hear the tone?" Silver Fox was not frustrated when he couldn't fly, she His gray eyes swept over the earth-colored idiot, wondering if he should just cut him off and use him to unleash the sacrificial flag.

"The dog bit you, do you want to bite back?" Harry's face didn't even fluctuate, and the voice that had a cooling effect than the air conditioner sounded slowly. "Besides, with that kind of strength, I can't survive here for three days, so I don't need to do it."

"Pfft~" Silver Fox smiled charmingly, "But you can only relieve your hatred by doing it yourself~"

'Shadow' glanced at Silver Fox, and said a number:

"300."

"That's right~" Silver Fox suddenly realized. "You are paid to kill like me~ It will make you look dead all day long, and stay at home like a dead person. I almost forgot about it!" 300 million is not a small amount , she decided to kindly let that idiot go and let him live for three more days.

When the departure time came, the acquaintances wished each other good luck, and they dressed up and walked deep into the forest...

Within a few hours, Voldemort and the others saw ants the size of beetles rushing past like a tide, leaving bones everywhere they passed; several giant pythons like basilisks rushed out from the ground, grabbed one person and ran away, After a while, it spits out a skeleton that has melted away its flesh and blood, and then makes a comeback; the poisonous bee the size of a fist directly penetrates the skull to suck the brain with its tail sting, and its flying speed is comparable to that of a golden snitch.The beautiful flowers tore apart a team member in the blink of an eye; the poisonous thorns on the trees would shoot like arrows; It turned into a quicksand pit in an instant, swallowing several team members in a blink of an eye... The road ahead was covered with the flesh and bones of the team members.

After getting out of the Pensieve, although there were 5 people sitting in the study room, it was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.Everyone was obsessed with that memory - except Harry, who was reading the book in his hand with gusto.

"What happened to that silver fox?" It was Lucius who came back to his senses first—after all, he was a person who had experienced wars, and he had seen some discordant scenes.

Although Silver Fox came back alive, he had a broken arm.And what she said before was also true—'Shadow' saved her, otherwise she would have confessed to that monitor lizard.When she was rescued, she was already unconscious due to the poison on the monitor lizard's teeth, and it was 'Shadow' who carried her all the way back—fortunately, she was not too far away from a safe place.

"She called me over after waking up, chatted for a while, and thanked me for giving her the right to choose life and death. Then, when I stepped out of her room door, she shot herself." Harry shrugged, feeling: "Actually I've thought about this. But since she asked for it before, and I have the ability, it's okay to give her the right to choose."

"It's just an arm..." Voldemort took up their conversation, wondering why someone would give up their life so easily.

"The dignity of a killer," Harry explained. "She is different from me. She really likes her career. Losing an arm is more serious to her than someone breaking your wand. She chooses to die with dignity."

Under the influence of memory, several people lost their appetite to eat, so Harry had to pick and choose something that was neither red (blood), nor white (brain), nor black (various rotten substances) to him. Everyone fills their bellies.

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