[HP] Seven Nights Talk

Harry shuddered slightly.He had no way to answer this question, because he felt his heart fell into the icy water at this moment.Voldemort knew why he bit down, and guessed exactly how he was going to feel at the moment.Voldemort... knew everything!This made him even more disgusted and disgusted with himself who only recovered halfway.Voldemort was right, he now hated himself more than he hated him - why did he expect it in the first place?Why would he react in this bloody, unilaterally suppressed kiss?

Probably because his struggling expression pleased Voldemort, he gave a low laugh, and then lowered his body again.Harry thought he wanted to go on and turned his head reflexively, but Voldemort didn't mean to do what he thought he would.The head was fixed again, and a warm and humid touch came from the side of the cheek——

Harry realized that Voldemort was licking the blood he had just bled.Although he could only stare at one side of the mattress and couldn't see the other person's face, he could still feel that the other person's movements were meticulous and careful, as if he was treating some kind of treasure.The feeling made him shudder again, even more than the kiss had done before.

Been doing this for a while.Harry made no further attempt to resist, and Voldemort did not speak.Then he finally took out his wand and tapped Harry on the lips.

The tingling on his tongue was gone, and Harry found he could speak again, and his body seemed to move. "What on earth do you want to do?" He was still lying there, only raised his hand to touch his lips, and his emerald eyes were fixed on the other party.

Harry was completely calm now.If there was a time when his blood was hot, Voldemort obviously didn't, never had.Especially at a time like this, knowing what the future holds.Then he couldn't figure it out, why did Voldemort choose to do this when he knew there would be no valuable results?Let his heart shake, but in the end he did nothing?A bloody kiss would certainly not be a desirable goal.

Voldemort was putting his wand back in his pocket. "As you can see," he said succinctly, as if they had just exchanged a ceremonial kiss on the cheek. "I think I've made it very clear." When he said this, his tone was still very calm.

"...are you kidding me?" Harry looked at his handsome face.Voldemort just said a word! "That damn sign... are you serious?" Because he left him with a lightning scar, and came to the conclusion that it was always him?What the hell kind of logic is this?

"I don't mind if you think so," said Voldemort. "You have the right to choose to be immersed in the world of your own imagination all the time."

Harry stared at him again.He never thinks too much, but this guy always makes him have to think too much! "Do you think this is a confession?"

This time Voldemort flashed him a Slytherin smirk. "I think everyone who hears this sentence will know that this is indeed a confession."

Although there were no other superfluous words or actions, this straightforward acknowledgment still made Harry feel like he was going to blush.He once again rejected his reaction in his heart, and rolled his eyes: "I thought your methods were so superb--no one would agree to you at all, right?"

"It's true that I haven't tried it, but you will do it if you promise." Voldemort replied.He really didn't intend to tell the truth, but the current situation really has to tell the truth.The hand that should show weakness must show weakness appropriately, and his boy obviously can't push too far.

Harry nearly bounced off the bed, too startled. "What do you mean 'I promise and it'? Don't you..." He didn't ask further, because Voldemort's face made it clear that he didn't want to answer the question.This surprised him so much that he was completely incoherent for a moment: "You...how is this possible?!" It took him a long time to recover, and he said again: "Don't you think I will agree? Doesn't my attitude just now also express Is it obvious?" Although he couldn't kill the opponent, and he didn't intend to give up the final goal halfway, he definitely didn't show any attitude of being able to compromise, right?

"You can change it." Voldemort gave him another smirk.He knew what Harry was thinking, and he knew what it was all about.They are undoubtedly mortal enemies, but after this period of time, they are no longer just mortal enemies.He is very clear-headed, and he can even guarantee that he has never been so attentive to others.

Harry nearly fainted at him.What kind of overlord clause is this!Voldemort's question can be left unanswered, and he has to change his decision for Voldemort? "Why? Think about it for yourself, what did you say? Do I want to feel grateful that you killed my parents, and then think this is a great opportunity for us to be together? You really didn't watch too much The Arabian Nights? Yes, I forgot, you can still succeed if you tell Bellatrix! I don’t think she would mind holding your parents’ heads with her own hands! You can try it!” He finally Almost yelled out.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Harry realized immediately that he had really said what was on his mind.He's been trying to cover up this contradiction before, trying to maintain a balance - at least on the surface - so that they can get through these seven years and not spend their time trying to deal with their teammates - but this time he failed. It's broken.After saying this, they will probably really respect each other like ice in the future, and he will not be able to habitually call Voldemort to come out and solve things when he encounters problems...

stop!What was his first reaction thinking?It's just less than three years of hard work, have you already developed dependence?Harry hated Voldemort's usual object form so much at this moment, it absolutely paralyzed his vigilance.

Voldemort looked at him, the expression on his face still unchanged.Then he said, "That's right."

Harry was already prepared to deal with his words of shirking responsibility, but what he got was this sentence, and he was tongue-tied for a moment, feeling that his strength was hitting the cotton. "Since you know it, why do you still say that? Do you really think I will forgive you?" He said angrily, thinking that the other party might really be playing tricks on him today.Feelings and positions are two different things, and he will never give up his position!

"No. I no longer have superfluous illusions," said Voldemort.

Just as he now recalls the goals of the previous decades, it is simply impossible for him to pretend that those never happened, that he never went astray.But he will not admit to anyone that he has made a mistake, and then cry bitterly, expressing that he will change his past.That was his only remaining pride, or maybe it was because of his arrogance.And, he doesn't think it helps at all.All he can do is admit what he did and do what he should do now.Because after something has happened, there is no undoing it; everything is the same.

Like Harry said, forgive me.Ahh, that meaningless forgiveness.He didn't feel it at all.If Harry hadn't brought it up, he probably wouldn't have lingered on the word for half a second.The reasons for the explanation are the same as for the confession, and if these two emotions are useful, what is Azkaban to do?If the person who has really committed a mistake prays for forgiveness, can he be exempted from other punishments?This is the real fantasy, just an excuse for most people to lie to their peace of mind.It seemed that with such a fluffy remark, what they did before was wiped out.

Also like that famous prophecy.Trelawney's prophecy wasn't the beginning; it was he who got it, believed it, and finally chose Harry out of two eligible babies, and that was the real beginning.If it weren't for this, he probably would never have noticed a boy named Harry Potter, would never have met him, and would never have happened after that, until now.Come to think of it, if he had chosen another one... he simply couldn't look forward to the future development at all.How could he not know Harry?

This causal relationship is difficult to explain. Voldemort tried to override it, manipulate it, but now he gave up.This presumably falls into the realm of Grim Reaper, or more broadly, Fate, and he just needs to get on with it.It's enough to be self-righteous and self-righteous once, and he won't repeat the same mistakes.And compared to understanding this, there are other more important and more attractive things waiting for him to do, such as new people and a new life.

"You don't need to forgive me, and I don't need your forgiveness," Voldemort said finally.His eyes were still heavy, and he couldn't see any other emotions.

Seeing his silence for a while, Harry thought there would be a turning point, but when he heard such a sentence, he really didn't know how to react.Should he say that this guy is worthy of Voldemort?Have you always been unrepentant? "According to what you said before and after, do you think a person can fall in love with his enemy without forgiving him? Is it possible for this to happen?" Can't understand!

That's two different things, Voldemort thought, but was smart enough not to say it.Human emotions are so complicated, who can guarantee that each emotion is pure and not mixed with other things?Not to mention the embarrassing situation they are in now. "Anyway, just remember what I said."

"But that's not..." Harry wanted to retort that it was never going to happen as he said anyway, but he didn't finish.Because Voldemort simply changed back into the locket, making it clear that he would not continue to talk to him.He was suddenly anxious and angry. This matter has not been resolved at all, has it?

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Simultaneous spoof small theater: (today there is a cameo)

Snape (shouting): Potter belongs to the Dark Lord - let's leave him alone!Walk!Walk!

V (retracts wand): I know you've always understood, Severus, that's why I didn't doubt you before.

Harry (blushing): ...shut up!

[Snape's words come from the sixth book of the original book, Chapter 29, The Prince's Escape]