[HP] Seven Nights Talk

After recovering so many Horcruxes, Voldemort felt that this time was not much different from the past.The pain that seemed to tear the whole person from the inside out, the half-dream and half-awake unconsciousness, and the complete insensitivity to the outside world... Maybe it was better than the first time, he thought vaguely, and he definitely wouldn't be awake for another month.I don't even know if I have logic, if I have everything in my hands... Now my whole body is in severe pain and I can't move at all... He hates this feeling of powerlessness...

Is all his anger and urgency really just because of this? There is really no other reason that made him selectively ignore those tortures,

A voice rang in his mind, it seemed to be far away and it seemed to be near, and it was hard to distinguish.

Aren't you actually worrying about something else, something that's really out of your control?For example, there was a lot of noise during this short period of action, who can do the finishing work before you wake up, even if it is only temporary?You need someone to take care of you when you are unconscious. Who can hide this matter well, or worry more about you?You managed to get the soul piece back from the ring, but what about the last one left?

Harry, Harry, Harry...my boy...

Voldemort tried to wake up, but he still couldn't open his eyes.Because he habitually cleared his brain, he never dreamed, so every time he faced this situation, he hinted to himself that it was just like a blank dream with nothing in it.When he woke up, there was nothing left. He was still the Voldemort he expected, both in title and in the actual sense.That coldness and emptiness must have been his imagination, the Dark Lord had never been so weak in his emotions; oh no, actually, darkness and evil were his natural allies, and he should enjoy them and manipulate them like a fish in water, right?

Voldemort curled up in his dream, as if trying to grab something.He then denies the idea, perhaps because his subconscious is telling him that hope—or hope—invariably turns into disappointment.Then he realized that this time was different—he had touched something he had never touched before.He couldn't see its shape clearly, he could only feel a reassuring temperature emanating from it.

He approached it tentatively, then backed away; vigilant, observing, cautious, and keeping a wary distance.But the heat source didn't seem to move, so he moved closer.It was foolish to directly touch something unknown with his hands, and he needed a wand.But the wand wasn't at hand... He searched for a while, then gave up and hooked the thing with his foot instead.He has always only believed in his own reason, but his intuition told him that this thing is not harmful, and cautious temptations are allowed...

Has anything of this type ever been around him?Maybe not.So, in the next moment, that warm and comfortable thing will leave by itself, right?There are only two options to stay by his side, be assimilated into the same darkness by him, or be destroyed by him.It's not a good future...

The heat source suddenly moved.See, he said to himself, it's going, it's the smartest thing to do.He was a little bit reluctant, but he didn't show it.In any case, he is a man who knows how to reciprocate.It wasn't that repulsive Muggle kind, or that high-spirited insight and vigilance; it even brought him an illusion of comfortable luxury, if only for a moment.But he could let it go, even if it was just for a moment like soothing accident.

He quietly retracted his feet and stared at the invisible thing.Although he couldn't see it, he knew it was there.Perhaps this is like a shooting star, which only left brilliant traces at a certain moment of his life, and then was obliterated by the darkness.

However, something even more unexpected happened.The heat source approached him, spread out, and permeated around him.It seemed really invisible, embracing his body like two hands.The heat is more obvious, warm and melting, it seems to be able to melt the ice.But he didn't move, his body stiffened by the strange touch.

Maybe the thing needs to be pushed away, he thought, it was doing something stupid and doomed.So he tried to reach out his hand, only to find that his hand disappeared the next moment.He panicked, his body backed up involuntarily, maybe still trembling...

Where are his hands?It's a conspiracy!he yelled, snarling to hide his panic.

But the warmth never left him, instead it got closer.There was an indistinct voice, and he couldn't judge the meaning inside, but the voice sounded the same as the feeling on his body, with a kind of ironing and reassuring power.The words and temperature washed over his body and mind like warm water, making them relax and even dissolve.Probably not, but he did feel warmer, less tense, and drowsy.

In this case, don't leave me, forever.

"Yes, yes, I am here, I have always been, and I promise you too." Harry whispered, and kept repeating.At the same time, his hands were not idle, stroking the hard scales on the other's back along the hugging motion.

To be honest, the size gap between humans and snakes is a bit big, so it's not easy for him to do so.Moreover, the snake itself is a cold-blooded animal, and Voldemort's condition is very poor, so he had to add a few more warming spells in a hurry-the feeling of being cold and breathing weak is really too bad!

This had such a strong impact on him that he couldn't think of any other problems, such as picking on the state of the snake.First and foremost, how could he make Voldemort feel better soon?Looking at such a giant, he almost missed the feeling of carrying a diary or a ring in his arms before...

Almost at the instant the thought flashed, Harry jumped to his feet.He must have been distracted by the unexpected voice just now, otherwise why did he think of this now?Immediately, he waved his wand, shrinking the big snake, and then put it on his body.Although his chest felt a bit cold, his heart, which had been beating wildly just now, finally calmed down.That's right, it will be the same as before, which will make him feel at ease.

On the other side of the room towards the stairs, an actual snake was staring at all she could see through a large hole in the wall.Did she rush back in a hurry just to see this scene?Voldy somehow turned into a snake and had nightmares?Not only did he say a few words in his sleep, but he also wrapped his tail around the waist of the savior?And the savior just played the role that fits his title at this time?Touching, comforting, and finally showing an expression similar to pity?What happened in these few days?And this scene after the war, this crumbling house... Oh, so many questions, don't ask her why she knows that the snake that is exactly like her is the Dark Lord - she can smell it just by smelling it!

Harry managed to calm the tossing Voldemort, and stood up, clutching his chest.He had never known that Voldemort would have nightmares, he had assumed that the other person would never forget Occlumency.In fact, when he heard the other party say his name in a weak voice, he couldn't think of anywhere else.Voldemort is undoubtedly smart and has strong magical powers, but in some areas, he is extremely bad at it.If Voldemort's reaction just now came from subconscious or usually repressed deep thoughts, it undoubtedly reflected insecurity and other things that he usually never revealed and he never noticed.That kind of thing moved him, and it was more heartbreaking.

why?Is it because of some kind of tender feeling?

But if Voldemort knew he thought so, there were only two possible reactions.One is in a sneering tone and says, "Savior indeed, my worries are almost covering the Atlantic Ocean"; Never need this"!

Harry let out a long breath.He can vividly imagine these two scenarios, and he can imagine what it will be like when Voldemort wakes up.But he knew this, not to verify with Voldemort face to face, who cares more and who pays more.Speaking of which, it is best that only he himself knows what happened just now...

Then Harry finally spotted another big snake. "...Nagini?" He was taken aback, then realized he was still speaking English, and recalled the hissing hastily. "How did you find out here, Nagini?"

If the snake face could make complex expressions like a human face, Nagini felt that she must be twitching, and it was a twitching shock.

To be honest, although she never violated Voldemort's will, she really didn't like Harry at first, from the bottom of her heart.She couldn't figure out why Voldemort could trust the nemesis he had chosen before, and even her position was passed--the fact that she was not brought along for such a big event today is a clear proof!

But what did she just see?What was Harry's expression when he lowered his eyes and stared?He hugged him, his voice soft; he comforted him like some kind of treasure.He was so focused that he didn't even notice her approaching.Or to put it another way, it was she who involuntarily held her breath when she saw this situation that seemed to make people fall into warmth in the next moment?

"Of course I'm here to find Foddy." Nagini finally spoke, but these questions were still running in her mind.

Harry subconsciously glanced down at his chest. "I……"

"Needless to say, I saw it," Nagini replied.She swam through the big, bumpy hole, shards of brick wobbling and sliding down in the process, but she didn't pay any attention. "I probably have to apologize to you."

"What?" Harry was stunned.Where is this conversation going?What did Nagini do just now?

"I really didn't like you when Voldy told me about it," Nagini said bluntly.She saw a puzzled look on Harry's face, and added lightly, "It's just what you think—he chose you to be the other half of his life."

Although there was only one person and one snake now, Harry still blushed. "without……"

But Nagini obviously wasn't done yet. "I think this is a problem for Foddy. From his character to his goals, you are not a good match. If I had to choose, I think Foddy alone is very good; if I have to find another One, then, that man must do exactly what Voddy says."

A look of disapproval crossed Harry's face.obedient?What does this describe?And it made him think of Bellatrix, which made it even worse.

"As I said, the prerequisite is 'if necessary'." Nagini emphasized again. "Even if that person can't be as smart as Foddy, or as ambitious as him, or even help him, at least it shouldn't be a stumbling block in his path."

Harry kept his mouth shut.He realized that Nagini actually prefers that Voldemort's singleness is the most sensible choice, because in this way he will have no scruples at all in the process of achieving his goal; and his identity is not easy, it is simply the biggest trouble.

Yeah, if it weren't for him, Voldemort might have killed traitors and Order of the Phoenix people at will - maybe this thing is actually because of the death contract, but in the eyes of Nagini and other Death Eaters , doesn't that seem to be the case?He—the Savior—had an invisible rein in his hands, restraining the Dark Lord's exertions, whether temporary or partial.Anyway, as long as he wasn't officially on the Death Eaters' side, the threat wouldn't go away.

In fact, he would never do that.

Nagini seemed to see what he was thinking. "It seems that I'm right. Neither you nor he will change your mind." She opened her nose, as if sighing: "I have not been optimistic about you until just now."

Just now?Harry's heart skipped a beat.How long has the snake been here?You probably didn't see him yelling "Get out" to the air, did you?

"Maybe I'm thinking too much," Nagini didn't know that a thought flashed through Harry's mind, and continued: "Actually, the reason I found out is just what I found out, and it doesn't mean that Voluntary Dee thought so too. What he wants, he gets. If he needs a reason, it's just a simple word—wants, or needs. If he needs you, there are no other reasons. It's just that I'm more surprised to find that this may not be the worst choice now."

Now it was Harry's turn to look at her in surprise. "Does this mean that you agree, now?" He could add the time adverbial, and asked again: "Do you think I won't, or we won't cause trouble to each other?"

"Objectively, I'm afraid it won't be easy. Not all Death Eaters understand Foddy (not really, they just need to obey, Harry mused), just as not all Order members understand you (Harry Silent)." After hesitating for a while, Nagini said so. "Maybe he didn't do it because of you or because of your plans. Maybe it's as it seems now, just a different way."

Harry didn't want to comment on that. "I'll pack up and get out of here," he said finally. "But before I go, I'd better make sure that no villagers are looking in this direction."

Because he cared more about the soul piece off his head than Voldemort's leadership and policy towards the Death Eaters - it was now a ticking time bomb; if he hadn't miscalculated, it would still be quite powerful.He held him down for a while, and didn't want to tell Voldemort a bit: because it was more like putting pressure on the other person, although Voldemort never showed his negative reaction to it.

Now, he could see that Nagini probably didn't hear the first sentence.That's enough, he's managed to cover up what's going on - as long as he doesn't tell, no one will know.He's grown up too, and has to be able to share a little.Although Nagini is completely on Voldemort's side, she has one thing right - at least don't be a stumbling block.

Harry started waving his wand, cleaning up the messy room.As he did so, the lines of his mouth tightened.Nagini looked at him from the sidelines, and a little doubt emerged: Isn't today's matter settled?Is there something else she hasn't noticed, is there?