[HP] Seven Nights Talk

"Hello, Professor Dumbledore." Voldemort greeted first.His eyes met Dumbledore's steadily, as if he just happened to enter the bathroom with Harry one after the other, so he just met, and now he just happened to see Dumbledore coming in. "So you came to watch the game?"

"...Professor." Harry's ability to adapt was not so quick, but he still concealed his previous eagerness anyway.

Dumbledore nodded to him, and then said succinctly: "Just here." His blue eyes turned around the two of them, but he couldn't see what it meant.Then he turned to Harry: "Looks like you already know?"

The topic moved a little too fast, and for a moment Harry didn't understand what the Headmaster was asking.But he immediately thought of what Voldemort said just now, and realized that Dumbledore was not asking about the ring, but the professor at the school, and his rapid heartbeat gradually calmed down. "Well, Professor Roald is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." As soon as he said that, he noticed a subtle admiration flicker in Voldemort's eyes.

Dumbledore nodded.He was looking at Harry, not paying attention to Voldemort.He wanted to say something more, but suddenly there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the audience outside.

Harry immediately seized the opportunity and rushed into the cubicle: "Oops, I should miss the game again!" He didn't know if Dumbledore saw him go out with Voldemort, but with his For acting skills, it is better to say less and make less mistakes.

This behavior is very suitable for a frizzy Gryffindor, and the two people outside looked at his back and laughed at the same time.Dumbledore saw a smile he had never seen on that face before, and he couldn't help but feel thoughtful—this liking doesn't seem to be fake, so Roald said Harry's words before it is true?

On Harry's side, he took care of himself in threes and fives, opened the door and washed his hands, and saw him again in one go, as fast as the back was on fire.

Voldemort looked at the door that was constantly shaking due to too much movement, the smile on his lips still did not fade.The savior will probably always burst out with amazing potential at critical moments, such as now.It would be good for Harry to leave at this time, because he guessed that Dumbledore should have discovered something just now-the other party could not have suddenly appeared here.

Sure enough, Dumbledore asked some more questions.And after they discussed the security measures for the World Cup, he casually mentioned that he had discovered more than one loophole just now.

Voldemort sneered inwardly, but it didn't show on his face.It was the Ministry of Magic's job to monitor the venue, but at Fudge's level, it wasn't doing very well.Of course, even if they wanted to guard against the Death Eaters who escaped from prison, there was nothing they could do—this matter hadn't been made public, so it could only be done in private, so that the public could not find out.

The Order of the Phoenix agrees with the Ministry of Magic on this point.It can even be said that the members of the Order of the Phoenix are the main force in the security measures for this World Cup.And their goal is not only to guard against the Death Eaters, but also to capture the ring that they still don't know their true identity.You must know that this is the first time that Harry has appeared in front of many publics in many days. If he wants to fish in troubled waters, it must be a good opportunity.

This explains why Dumbledore is here.The Order of the Phoenix must have set up a game, waiting for the ring to jump into it.

As for the Death Eaters, it's even simpler.Voldemort had no intention of killing himself at all, certainly to prevent the Order of the Phoenix from finding the ring easily.They'd have to do something under the hood to make sure the ring didn't get caught before he found it.Coupled with the fact that he had to prevent Harry from going to the ring duel by himself, the best way was not to stay by Harry's side all the time, but to turn the ring's attention to himself.

To be honest, Voldemort's consideration is not his doubts about his own strength, but his essential distrust of Dumbledore.He believed that as long as he was by Harry's side, he would be able to stop the ring's killing intent; and now that he had a new identity, he might not be able to do that.He couldn't keep an eye on Harry to see where he was going; he couldn't stop the Order of the Phoenix from using Harry as a bait in other, subtle ways—even if someone protected him, even if Harry wanted to, he was still a bait.

He wouldn't allow anyone to get his hands on his boy, not in any way!

And as long as the ring regards solving him as the first priority, all these problems will be solved.The Order would soon find out that they couldn't find anyone suspicious around Harry anymore; and that would solve his problem of not being able to find the Ring, which would surely try to come to him on its own.Maybe if he goes to Hogsmeade a few more times, he will be able to make the other party fall into the trap...

Kill three birds with one stone, a surefire solution.

Of course, Voldemort would not be interested in explaining the twists and turns to Dumbledore.Even Harry didn't know much about it, and had just yelled at him for it.So now he just pretended to mention it inadvertently. He felt that someone was spying on the rostrum just now, and he didn't know what was going on.

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed slightly.He deduced it from the news of several backbones arranged by the Order of the Phoenix around the venue, and then immediately disappeared.But did the young man notice it?

"But I have no proof." Voldemort deliberately smiled wryly. "Maybe my own delusions are too serious. You know, after understanding these things, sometimes I will be mentally allergic."

This explanation sounds very reasonable.Dumbledore nodded again, and then said, "It's because I talk too much, young people must still prefer watching football games, right?"

This was the end of the conversation, which Voldemort could not have wished for more.You must know that he is playing a pure and good young man now, and the principal is in front, so he must not take the initiative to propose to leave. "Then I'll go first."

Nothing else interfered with this World Cup, so it ended up exactly as Harry had known it would, with Ireland beating Bulgaria, but Krum catching the Snitch.Everyone's reaction to this was mixed, but Harry was thinking about one thing - he must force Voldemort to tell him everything he knew about the ring when he went back.The Death Eaters are hiding and the Order of the Phoenix is ​​hunting him down. Do what you can, first use the ring to do the surgery.

So when Voldemort sneaked back to his tent in the middle of the night, it was Harry's wide-awake eyes that greeted him.He sat cross-legged on the bed without even changing his clothes.

"You didn't wait to catch me in the middle of the night, did you?" Voldemort said in a relaxed tone. "Everyone is going home now."

"You mean the Ring, or the Death Eaters, or the Order of the Phoenix?" Harry asked in a voice so cold and rational that he could hardly imagine it himself.He had thought about it for hours, and finally decided that it was no accident that Voldemort was out at that time, and that it was no accident that Dumbledore showed up afterward.That said, both the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix were after the Ring, but neither of them was going to tell him!Forget about the Order of the Phoenix, Voldemort knows the truth!It made him angry, and his sleepiness was swept away.

Voldemort glanced at him, and the look in the bathroom came back to his face.Although the boy has been emphasizing that he has grown up, in his eyes, he is still an object that needs protection.This may have something to do with the gap in age and strength, or it may have something to do with the desire for dominance in his own character.Anyway, no matter which one, he feels very happy now.Because if you can ask such a rhetorical question, it means that the boy has indeed thought about it, and his guess is a bit accurate.This time he wanted to fool it easily, but it was not that simple. "So I said, go home."

Harry stared at him angrily.Maybe at some point he would have jumped with joy at Voldemort's rare look of admiration, and certainly not now. "You want to leave me alone, don't you?" Of course he could think of the ring's reaction when he saw Voldemort—is it more important to be a deadly enemy, or is it more important that his own existence is suspected and denied?For an out-and-out individualist, the answer is simply obvious.And if the ring changed the target, the chances of Voldemort wanting to solve the ring without going through him were greatly increased.

"Oh, Harry, you can't be so direct in front of other people." Voldemort felt a mixture of relief (hell, that's an emotion) and absolute denial. "You don't have to worry about this matter." Anyway, he can definitely solve it.

Harry was furious, and his anger blew away the rationality he had managed to control: "What do you mean I don't care?" He shouted loudly, "He wants to kill me with that ring! And you tell me now, I don't care?!"

These words changed Voldemort's usually calm face.This is indeed a very strong reason, but Harry seems to have forgotten that the ring that tried to kill him was also Voldemort.

Harry wanted to say something more, but seeing his unusual expression, he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.In Voldemort's heart, the Horcrux was himself; and he had clearly separated the man in front of him from the ring just now.One is a lover and the other is an enemy.Can these two diametrically opposed feelings really exist in the same person at the same time?So surely his feelings would be suspect?He jumped out of bed and said nervously, "I...I don't mean what you think."

"I wasn't thinking about anything," said Voldemort, sounding as though he wasn't the one who blanched for a moment.

Harry watched his face, hating himself for the first time for always talking faster than his brain.How could he forget that Voldemort always thought more than him, and when he said it was nothing, he must have thought of something in his mind several times! "I really don't…" He tries to explain, then realizes that the sentence won't work.Then he changed another method: "You know, I don't want to kill anyone in reverse. We came back together, and we should face problems together, right?"

Voldemort looked at him deeply. "I see. I'll tell you when he comes."

Harry felt his fist hit the cotton.Voldemort agreed, but why wasn't he happy at all?