[HP] Seven Nights Talk

A new school year has begun.Harry, Ron, and Hermione had all progressed to seventh grade, and Harry and Hermione had previously received the student council president badge when they received the book list, a boy and a girl.

"It's just meant to be! Well done, buddy!" said Ron admiringly.

"Harry, you deserve this." Sirius was a rare affirmation of this kind of position.Although he prefers that kind of risk-taking life, he can't say that being the head of the student union means following the rules-in fact, Harry dared to take much more risks than those pranks he and James did, and there were some Much more worth it.

Tom held the familiar badge, the expression on his face was completely opposite to the feeling in his heart.He was not excited at all, not only because he had long been the president of the Boys' Union, but also because the badge in his hand was a lion.This should have been a rare opportunity for Harry, but for him it was just the same old thing, and a worse version.Because it reminded him of the two badges Harry already had: the prefect's one, and the Quidditch captain's...

Merlin knew, how could a Dark Lord trust any other way of flying than relying on his own power!

So when boarding the Hogwarts Express, Tom was in a very unhappy mood.Having bad conversations with the Savior was part of it, and feeling like I couldn't lose to the Savior even if I wasn't good at Quidditch was another part.Driven by this emotion, he was very displeased when he saw Draco Malfoy in the student president's car.Not only because of the Malfoy family's ability to adapt to the situation, but also because Malfoy's duties are basically the same as his, including the captain of the Quidditch team.

Isn't it just a broom?Isn't it a piece of cake for the Dark Lord to deal with it?Use some related spells, no one will see it... Tom quickly analyzed it in his mind.

Didn't their family do anything to displease the Dark Lord or the Savior recently?As a relatively sensitive Slytherin, Malfoy clearly felt that Harry looked at him today very wrongly, as if he was angry.In any case, it's best to be careful, and he pretended to be on patrol in just a few minutes and slipped into the other Slytherin's compartment.

Tom didn't pay much attention to him, still thinking about it.Then he quickly realized that it wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't have the skills of a reliever, who had already ground a team last year and no one graduated this year.In other words, the strength of the team has been preserved to the greatest extent.The other three teams are more or less facing this problem-all capable players have graduated and left, and the rest are basically inferior to the Gryffindor team.All he has to do is to train normally, which is already the simplest thing...

Tom was slightly relieved by this before realizing what he was thinking.He, who doesn't even care about the outcome of the Slytherin Quidditch team, is actually planning how to ensure the victory of the Gryffindor team at this time?

Another breath stuck in his throat.

But there is no way, who made him the savior now, and the savior is the Quidditch captain?

Tom argued inwardly, and at last the latter view prevailed.That's right, whether the other part of him knows it or not, or wants to show it off or not, it's a matter between them, and it must not be seen by others.

But it's really bad luck, Tom couldn't help thinking again.The messiah has a lot to worry about, and he's still fighting to give most of his attention to another part of himself in order to gain any kind of advantage.

Because he is very clear about the situation.If there is a trade-off between these two aspects, Quidditch is not a bad thing, because he believes that another self will definitely block more than three goalposts and three balls. And the difficulty of a group of young players who have just grown up.

In this way, it is true that only oneself is the eternal enemy.

In this way, Tom officially started his seventh grade career again.As an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, he is very good at studying, working with students, dealing with professors and so on.Perhaps the greatest challenge of normal life comes simply from mimicking the Savior's reactions as closely as possible, and he does that very well.

If one had to say that there was something that would be seen by others, it would only be the relationship between him and another part of himself.

In the first month of school, except for class, Tom rarely met with his other self, so that Hermione and Ron both asked him around the bush several times.Of course, Hermione and Ron thought they were beating around the bush. Anyway, Tom felt that they were still a long way from the standard Slytherin beating around the bush.And his answer is the same, that is, learning is more important.This answer worked well for Hermione, but Ron was a little unimpressed, but he didn't say it directly.

That's enough for Tom.Although he thought that it was normal for a dark lord not to take a fancy to a stupid lion, but to look at himself, but he also knew that it was basically impossible for two dark lords to live in harmony—whether it was him or another part of him. It is impossible for him to give up ambition, possessiveness and other things that cannot coexist.So that kind of thought flashed by when he was in a hurry, and when he calmed down, he would never want to put it into practice.

Because the results are obvious.No matter which one of them it is, there will be no compromise.

Well, it's back to the old question.How to win back a city under the situation of all disadvantages until reaching the final goal?

We must admit that this problem is indeed not that easy.Even with an unrivaled mind, things are not done just by thinking.So Tom made a decision to try to avoid direct contact with another part of himself until he came up with an effective strategy, so as not to affect his decision-making. He needs to analyze the pros and cons of all aspects objectively and calmly to get the final result.During this period, he needs to spend time observing the people and things around him, so as to fill in the fact gaps that he is not clear enough or does not know.

Fortunately, although Hermione and Ron both wanted to know if Harry and Voldemort had had a fight, and were quite concerned about it, Voldemort himself behaved as usual.His attitude looked like he would support whatever decision Harry made.This shut up both Hermione and Ron because, if Voldemort didn't mind, it seemed like they were too busy.

In such an atmosphere, the days passed.After a Quidditch season and a Hogsmeade weekend, Halloween comes.Pumpkin and bat decorations can be seen all over the castle, and the air is filled with the aromas of icing and pie.And the students responded with extraordinary enthusiasm for this Halloween.This is certainly not because of the above usual means of celebration, but because of the masquerade ball that will be held in the evening.

It sounds like a masquerade party, but on a festival like Halloween, most people choose to dress up as some kind of less popular undead species, such as black knights or vampires.None of these things were so brightly colored that the auditorium, which had been decorated with thousands of jack-o'-lanterns, was filled with darkness before the ball-cum-banquet began.The sound of organ music echoed in the air, but the soothing music was also dyed with a gloomy atmosphere by dark tones.

"What kind of taste is this..." Tom stood on the edge of the auditorium and muttered in a low voice.In just a few minutes, he had already seen the fifth Count Dracula.Is the prom just for Zhuangshan?And, what's the point of doing this?Would Dumbledore be too boring without the threat of Death Eaters?

The student council president is the person in charge of the overall planning of the dance.So Hermione stood next to him, hearing that she looked him up and down. "Can you talk about others, Harry?" She was still surprised. "I can't believe that you chose to be an Inferi!"

"I think it's fine!" Ron appeared out of nowhere (he was dressed as a troll). "If Fred and George were here, they would be amazed too! Harry is so dressed up." It looks like, I was really scared when I saw it for the first time!" He said while patting his chest, making a panicked expression to support what he said.

Tom snorted.The thing he hates the most is being ordinary, no matter in any way, he doesn't want to appear indistinguishable from other people; therefore, no matter how handsome a vampire looks, he won't be interested. "I think Hermione looks good, if you want to put it that way - look at this huge black bat wing! Beautiful spell, Hermione." After two months of getting along, he found that Hermione was indeed as Harry said , was the best student in the year, and did not have the bad habits he used to think of Muggles.In fact, the fact that he could compliment Hermione by the way has already shown his attitude.

"Thank you, Harry." Hermione said happily, seeming to have completely forgotten the infernal look she still detested before.And Ron was winking at Tom out of her sight, obviously doing a good job.

It's not just that they're having issues communicating about styling, it's the same with everyone else around them.And while they were talking, the noise in the auditorium slowly quieted down, because someone had spoken, and everyone was asked to be quiet for a while.It was Dumbledore who was speaking, but people looked around desperately, but they couldn't find out which specific direction the voice was coming from.

"...Hogwarts has never had an event like this before, and we're excited to be doing it for the first time (Tom snorts again). There's food on the table, but I don't think everyone's paying attention right now Up there, and on the dance floor, isn't it?" Dumbledore's voice paused for a moment, and then continued happily: "We can see that everyone's imagination is very rich, which is really an eye-opener. It's not as good as we are now." Just get on with it - if you find someone in the same role as you, don't pass up the chance to dance to a song? It's meant to be!"

There was deafening cheers in the auditorium.Tom frowned deeply at the sound, and stepped back a little.If it was the fate Dumbledore called, then he would rather not.Because whether it's the same role or a dance together, he doesn't look forward to it at all.

But things don't always go as expected.

Ron was quickly pulled away by another troll, but he looked distressed because the other troll seemed to be a boy; and Hermione was the same, but she was obviously a little frightened, because she seemed to be a special dance partner. Like a big greasy bat.

This strengthened Tom's determination not to dance.He leaned cautiously against the wall and began to move outside.Fortunately, the light in the auditorium is not too bright, and no one can notice such a small change in this environment.It took him a while, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he stepped out of the oak doors of the auditorium.And just when he was about to tear off the makeup items on his body, he realized that his breath was too early.

A man was standing outside the auditorium directly opposite the gate.And I don't know if it's a coincidence, but he also looks like a tall and pale corpse, with strings of cobweb-like things hanging on his body, which is extremely realistic.

"You!" Tom called out not because he was frightened, but because he was angry in the same costume.And then he realized right away that only one person would do that—even if he couldn't see the face directly now, he could guess it was another part of himself.

Voldemort raised an eyebrow at him.But of course, Inferi doesn't actually have eyebrows. "Going without dancing, Harry?"

Under the make-up, Tom's face was blue.Why did they just meet... Didn't the other party deliberately block him at the door?Don't say it was an accident!

But it was impossible for Tom to cope with this matter, and he quickly thought of how to answer it. "Then I'd rather get rid of these two ghouls before dancing." But he was actually roaring in his heart: why should he dance with himself?And if so, who is the one in charge?Even if the savior is willing, he will not be willing!

It's a good thing they both have that thin fancy dress mask on their faces now because neither of them is smiling.Voldemort looked at the Inferi, who was slightly shorter than him, and felt that it was much better than looking directly at Harry's face - which was not Harry now. "Don't you like the masquerade?" he asked softly. "I thought you'd be pleased."

Tom rolled his eyes mentally.This is actually true. He guessed that the savior must be very excited when he found out that the two had chosen the same makeup object by coincidence.But for him, what he wants to get rid of now is not only the image of a corpse, but also the person in front of him. "Don't you think it feels weird? Same outfit, like facing yourself?"

This is simply a pun.For to others, their resemblance is only in dress; but among them, it means the same spirit, that is, really the same person.Voldemort heard this hint, and didn't directly puncture it, but continued to ask this assumption: "So you have this feeling? But this is also a rare experience, isn't it?"

Is it really not understanding or pretending not to understand?Tom was literally cranky for another part of himself.He believed that if Gryffindor couldn't hear the refusal in his words, neither could Slytherin.He also doesn't think that another part of himself just wants to dance with himself.They both know each other so well that looking at each other is like looking in a mirror a lot of the time.It would be fine if it was really a mirror, but now they are real two people...

"No, I still want to change." Tom firmly refused, and started to walk in the direction of the other corridor.He didn't really want to continue dancing after changing, but just wanted to take the opportunity to get out of the current situation.If it was him, he couldn't have said it so directly; but he's a Gryffindor now, or at least playing one, right?The other party has probably already noticed the truth of the matter, and even deliberately pretended not to know to see his reaction. Would he make the other party happy?

Voldemort stood where he was, making no attempt to stop him.It was only when Tom was about to turn the corner of the corridor that he asked, "Will I be able to see Harry after the change?"

Tom's steps paused.This third person pronoun is very good.Not to mention that he was pretending, but also wanted to know about Harry's situation. "Haven't you been watching?" He turned his head, smirking a classic Slytherin smirk at another part of himself (but covered by a mask), and left even faster.

Sure enough, it was impossible to cooperate, Voldemort sighed in his heart.He was sure that Harry was safe and well, but not knowing what was going on made him very upset.He had tried his best to control this emotion, but blurting it out at that moment just now proved that he had been looking forward to this moment in his heart.No one could stand between him and Harry, not even himself.

"Looks like you're on bad terms," ​​said a voice.Following the sound, a huge pumpkin came out from the door of the auditorium.Because of its size, it seems to be jumping when it goes out. "I thought you could be more tolerant of yourself, even if only slightly."

Voldemort ignored the teasing voice.Instead, he looked up and down the golden-skinned pumpkin, and the expression on his face became an indescribable disgust: "You turned yourself into a giant pumpkin popping candy. Dumbledore, you are finally old and confused Yet?"

Even if his eyes couldn't penetrate the mask, Dumbledore could imagine the expression that this disgusted tone could match, but he didn't mind either. "Severus seems to mean the same thing, but you have to understand the old man's only hobby. And what I'm more concerned about now is, why do I now feel that if you rely on your tough methods, there must be nothing you can do about yourself? Said Maybe there's a bigger and worse backlash?"

Although this statement is very offensive, it is a fact that even Voldemort cannot deny.Of course it wasn't about his only hobby (Voldemort thought it must be a bit of nonsense), but it was about his inability to get a part of himself out of Harry's body of his own accord.To put it more directly, if he had a way, he would have already forced out the soul piece. How could he wait for the soul piece to occupy Harry's body?Moreover, Soul Piece was so cautious that the opponent avoided the few traps he set.He has always been patient, but seeing the passing of the last year, he can't help feeling a little anxious.

Nor did Dumbledore corner Voldemort on the subject. "It seems that I am my eternal enemy." He sighed, seeming to mean something.

Voldemort cast a icy glance at Dumbledore and turned away.The current situation is that they have nothing to do with each other, and he has known this for a long time.

"I miss Harry too," said Dumbledore behind him. "I'm sure he'll come back and be the same as before."

also……?How long has this guy been eavesdropping?Voldemort complained and slandered, but didn't go any further.Perhaps one of the environmental factors that contributed to his patience was Dumbledore's nagging, and the best way to deal with this kind of thing was to ignore the other party.As for the lifeless Harry... He shut his mouth tightly, his eyes piercing the heavy night.

The light snow was still fluttering outside, and Tom had already returned to the Gryffindor common room.He climbed up the stairs leading to the dormitory, tore off the mask and the fake skin on his body in two strokes, and threw himself into the bed.

That's enough, even if he thinks about other ways to deal with it, once he meets himself, he can't help but want to show that he is stronger in any aspect.If it wasn't for that false calm surface, the two of them probably would have drawn their wands towards each other... No, because they couldn't pull their magic wands, they could only maintain a false calm surface, right?

Tom took his wand from his pocket, held it up to his eyes, and twirled it little by little.Holly, phoenix tail feathers... It was easier than the hawthorn wand or elderberry wand he had used before, but it couldn't be used to kill himself.

That's the bottom line between them.Tempted each other, provoked each other, but at worst there would be no Avada Kedavra.A problem that cannot be solved with a death curse can be called a big problem, whether it is the savior or himself.And compared to himself, the savior can be called gentle and harmless...

Tom thought of this, and slowly closed his eyes.Another part of himself reminded him just now that he hadn't seen the Savior for almost two months.Maybe he should go and see him... Since it is also an object that the death curse cannot solve, the savior may inspire him to deal with this problem.

Tom, who was thinking this way, did not expect what he would see.As usual, he released light balls of light in the dark sea of ​​consciousness.But he soon discovered that this was a bit unnecessary.In the place where the savior was originally, the darkness above seemed to have collapsed, revealing the bright and clear sky behind, and it seemed that the temperature cast by the sun could still be felt.The white crystal mist replaced the black mist, spinning and sinking in the air.There are faint traces of tracks in the distance, spreading closer.

Tom stood there, looking at the clear black and white dividing line on the ground, and was stunned.

The author has something to say: The aesthetics of the two big heads in the wizarding world are very worrying...

V: Dawada killed himself!

Deng: How about some cockroach piles, honey?