[HP] Seven Nights Talk

Things were going well for Norbert.Harry went out in the middle of the night wearing the Invisibility Cloak without meeting anyone or ghosts or animals.He cast a sleep spell on Xiaolong, and he was safe and sound.According to Voldemort, with Harry's magical powers, he could only deal with a one-week-old baby dragon--he would probably jump up and fight each other before, but now he doesn't care about it.Hermione and Ron waited nervously for him in the common room, only to be relieved when he returned and go to bed.

And what Voldemort told Harry came quickly.The following Friday, Quirrell stayed Harry after Defense Against the Dark Arts, ostensibly because Harry wanted to ask some questions.Ron and Hermione were amazed by this, but Harry persuaded them to go first.

"This is the beginning." Harry heard a voice in his head say this when everyone left the classroom.His eyes were following Quirrell, who was casting a silent spell on the classroom in what appeared to be a secrecy effect.

"He still seems to be getting cautious," Harry replied in his head.When he had met Quirrell and Snape in classrooms, corridors, and the Forbidden Forest before, neither of them had noticed the precautions to be taken.

"Of course, the diary could not have been here," said Voldemort calmly. "It was a very bad accident for him."

Harry's nerves tensed.This is not good news for him, who knows if the Voldemort he plays will be full of mistakes in front of Quirrell?

At this moment, Quirrell finally seemed to feel that the classroom was safe enough.He turned around and faced Harry, his expression stopped twitching and his voice stopped stammering: "Just tonight?"

Harry rarely heard Quirrell speak in such a normal tone, and he was not used to it.But he listened to Voldemort's answer in his head, tried his best to adjust his expression to a deadpan expression, and maintained his Occlumency: "Yes." Now he believed what Voldemort said a little bit, a clever wizard really needs A Closed Brain - It's Too Useful!

Quirrell nodded. "I'll meet you at the door of the corridor at twelve o'clock at night. I'll wait for you there," his eyes dropped to Harry's holly wand. "Master, we're sure to make it."

Harry, who was called "Master", was hairy all over, but he couldn't show any abnormalities.And he always felt that when the other party looked at his wand, there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes.Perhaps the diary also felt that there should be less talk and less mistakes, so he followed up and said, "No problem."

Apparently Quirrell didn't think it was really all right.He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again.But there was a new voice, sharp: "I think there's a small problem. Then there would be two of me. And that's not allowed." It was clearly Voldemort speaking from behind Quirrell's head. .

Sure enough, this was starting to get tricky, Harry thought.But the diary obviously didn't think so, because his tone was full of interest: "I have succeeded before you. Don't you want to say, you let me continue to make a diary?" to you" phrase.

Harry thought the subject was going a bit dangerously, but he repeated it in that tone anyway.It's just that there must be a time gap in between, and he sincerely hopes that Voldemort on the opposite side will take that as his thinking.But all he could see was Quirrell's pale face, which was clearly not amused.

The voice paused, then suddenly laughed. "Of course, it's useless to say. You promised to help me on the Philosopher's Stone, which is already very unexpected. But there is always a need to go back. After all, this is our original intention, isn't it?"

This sounds like it means that this matter started as a contest between two soul films to see who can become a reality first?After the Sorcerer's Stone is in hand, the two Voldemorts will have a duel of strength?Whoever is weaker will go back and continue to be a Horcrux?That was the only thought that popped into Harry's head.Oh, that's enough, he really doesn't understand this kind of relationship between souls and movies!

The diary's answer confirmed his thoughts. "As long as you are better than me." He said tactfully.

Harry felt that he must have not conveyed the tone that should have been in this sentence. He was never good at this kind of tone with a smile and a hidden edge.And he felt that the other party must have seen his expression through Quirrell's eyes, because the sharp voice suddenly turned and asked: "But I don't think your ability to control this body is very good. That expression is simply Just like a stupid lion. You must have devoured the boy's consciousness, right?"

That was the last thing Harry dreaded hearing, but the diary was clearly prepared for it. "I'm going to keep him for Dumbledore. It would be disgusting if I had to show any respect to the old bee. Anyway, he's completely at my command now."

The voice did not speak again, as if thinking about the pros and cons of this matter.In the end he seemed to agree with this statement, "Then see you tonight."

10 minute later.

On the way back to the tower, Harry found an abandoned classroom and got into it, because he felt that he had learned so many new things just now, and the questions were about to burst his head. "Didn't you say you've calmed him down? What's wrong with that? I think he must be suspicious of me!" As for the last sentence, the other party must feel that the diary has not completely obtained a body, right?

"With your expression, it's normal to be suspicious." Voldemort's voice was lazy. "You'd better get ready tonight."

"Okay, I know now!" Harry thought that since the two souls were of the same person, they would be very safe, but now it didn't look like that at all.He walked around the dusty ground twice in agitation, and finally asked without hope: "Do you mean that you have to have a duel at the end?"

Voldemort's voice was a little funny. "No, of course not. The duel is to kill the other party, and we are just for a dominant position." He paused, and then said: "Actually, I didn't expect you to not be discovered."

"Then what do you want me to learn from you?" Harry was already very anxious, and the moment he heard this sentence, it was like a firecracker being set on fire. "Is it just for you to be eliminated by him in the end?" Think about it, the combination of Quirrell and Voldemort must be stronger than the combination of him and the diary, right?

Voldemort already had a plan.Quirrell has always suspected that it is normal to be on guard against him, because this is his own character, so he never felt that he could really surrender his past self before the last moment, and what he said to Harry was just a few words—— Because between the two Voldemorts there really isn't a single Gryffindor that can get in the way, nor can it be easily understood.

But even if Quirrell is wary of him, he will have to wait until he gets the Philosopher's Stone before he can compete with him, and now he and Harry just gave each other a desperate impression, "This combination is not that strong and it is easy to solve."After all, the other party thought that he was just the diary he had when he was 16 years old.The success of the plan spoke to his own arrogance and underestimation in the past, something Voldemort really didn't want to admit.

In any case, Voldemort believes that for Harry, he doesn't need to know so much inside information at all, he just needs to follow Quirrell in with many mistakes.This can successfully paralyze the opponent's nerves, allowing him to succeed in one fell swoop in the end.But Harry is so nervous now, even more nervous than him...

"What are you worried about?" Voldemort asked softly.If the diary has a heartbeat, it must be still now.Although they were in a relationship of life and death now, it was obvious that Harry had only talked about him, not himself. "I don't die so easily, you should know."

Harry obviously didn't notice his coaxing tone.He couldn't help being angry with himself now that he didn't look like Voldemort at all after studying for so long.Voldemort also said that he never believed that he could succeed! "That was before!" He said angrily, "You think you won't die easily now? Believe it or not, I'll give you an Avada right now!" When he got anxious, he was a little out of breath and couldn't choose what to say.

But before he finished speaking, Voldemort said firmly, "You won't. I guess, your current Killing Curse can only make me suffer from nosebleeds at most."

This is exactly the same as what the fake Professor Moody said back then.Even if Harry was so angry that he knew it was true, he could only grit his teeth and say, "You wait, one day sooner or later..." Compared to his bad feeling that he was going to hold back, the other party's "I eat What's going on with that tone of voice!Hadn't Voldemort always believed that they were sworn enemies?