[HP] Seven Nights Talk

Because of the inside information, Voldemort roughly knew what was going on.Since the leader of the mermaids didn't see Harry, that is to say, Harry deliberately avoided them.This is nothing more than two conclusions, one is that Harry hid towards the edge, and the other is that Harry did the opposite and hid near the mermaid cave.Thinking that Harry might be testing him, Voldemort quickly turned to the second guess.

Seeing another wizard coming, they held their wands in their hands, and the remaining mermaids hid back in the cave almost immediately, only daring to look out through the narrow windows.This saves Voldemort the effort of clearing the field.He circled around the top, silently chanted two spells, and roughly determined the direction.It may take a little effort to find others, but he is sure to be able to find Harry easily - Harry has his soul piece on him, as long as it is within a certain range, it couldn't be easier.

It turns out he was right.It's just that when Voldemort rushed over, he found that there was one more thing beyond his expectation-in his imagination, Harry was awake, instead of curled up softly under a boulder, without breathing or heartbeat.

This frightened Voldemort for a moment, and he examined him as quickly as he could.Then he discovered that the medicinal properties of the gills grass had expired, and Harry seemed to have prepared a special potion for himself after that, so that he fell into a state of suspended animation.

The medicine probably came in mixed in with Harry's packages, Voldemort thought, and couldn't help but be sure that the school really needed to check them.At the same time, he was sure that it would take a long time to find someone else, because Harry had no vital signs.Then the situation is not so wonderful-you must know that this potion is also time-sensitive.If the time is exceeded, Harry risks drowning.

This discovery made Voldemort's anger rise, but Harry couldn't hear him shouting now.Without giving it a second thought, he dragged Harry out of his hiding place and carried him upstream.

If this was only the first problem, Voldemort discovered the second when he was about to reach the surface.Harry himself drank the death-feigning potion, which was not entirely normal.How to explain to a bunch of people that Harry was only doing this to force him to admit a fact?

Voldemort paused, then tried to counteract the effects of some of the potions with a spell.It had some effect, and he soon felt the heat return to Harry's body.It looked like Harry had controlled how much he drank... Sure enough, it had been planned for a long time, right?Voldemort stared at Harry's face, and when he felt a slight discomfort passing by, he immediately floated up, and the two emerged from the water together.

Immediately, a burst of cheers erupted from the shore.Voldemort paid no attention to his surroundings, but patted Harry on the head with one hand.Harry coughed twice and seemed to recover, but his eyes were still closed.His head hangs down limply, and his body still has no strength.

Voldemort suddenly realized that Harry probably had more than two "surprises" for him.He thought Harry had just drank the Feign Death Potion, but there was something else on top of that.If he guessed correctly, [-]% of the time it was a special awakening condition, and he would not wake up unless the requirements were met.But the fake death potion was so obvious that he ignored other possibilities.Combined with what Harry wanted to do, he totally felt like he had been tricked—

Voldemort cursed inwardly.There were a lot of people watching from the sidelines, his heart raced and he made a decision immediately.Excuses or whatever, at least Harry's life is not in danger now.

Dumbledore watched the handsome young man bring Harry towards the shore, and for the first time, the suspicion in his heart was fundamentally shaken.Even if he guessed that Roald was the one who saved Harry on the mad broomstick, that was just a guess.And now, he certainly didn't misread the worry and anger that flashed in Roald's eyes, and neither of these two emotions could appear in this situation—if it was Riddle, the most appropriate reaction would be It was to kill Harry directly.

Maybe, he was overthinking the whole thing, and Roald had nothing to do with Voldemort at all?

Before he could figure out why, Voldemort had already carried Harry ashore. Madam Pomfrey immediately rushed up to examine Harry, and Ron and Hermione also surrounded him.Dumbledore touched Harry's arm first, and after making sure that he was not seriously injured, he turned his head and asked the mermaid to call up Sirius who was still in the lake.

Harry was still unconscious.Several people worked together to pour the purple potion into him, but it didn't work at all.Dumbledore squatted down again to check Harry again, his brows slowly furrowed. "He seems to have been sealed." As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the people standing aside.

"It's been that way since I found Harry," Voldemort replied calmly, not at all seeing that he was the first to jump into the lake.

Dumbledore shook his head, and he didn't think it was done by this young man who looked like Voldemort. "Send Harry to the school hospital first, and we'll talk about it after the game."

after an hour.

In front of a hospital bed in the school hospital, a group of people were sitting or standing, but everyone's faces were worried.Because Dumbledore took the holly wand out of Harry to examine it, and the phantom that appeared on the tip of the wand showed that the last spell it cast was a sealing spell, exactly like the one in Harry's.But the problem is that the wand does not reproduce the specific conditions for disarming.

"It's impossible for a mermaid to use a wand, and it's such an advanced magic." Snape stood the farthest away from the bed, and the expression on his face was really not pretty.His eyes fell on Harry who was lying down, and he made it clear that he meant the same thing—or maybe Harry did it himself.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sirius had been holding Harry's hand worriedly, and was immediately annoyed at the tone. "Why would Harry do this to himself?"

Snape was equally unkind. "You should ask Potter himself that."

Sirius glared at him. "Maybe there are others lurking down there, and they want to harm Harry! We all know that this is not the first time something has happened to the Black Lake!"

"Our people have already checked in all directions, and the results will be available soon." Dumbledore felt a little headache.Sirius and Snape had always been at odds, but they never expected it to get worse over the years. "Severus, maybe you wouldn't mind going over and helping them with their progress?"

Snape shot Sirius a gouged look, turned and strode away, his black robe billowing.After the door was closed again, Dumbledore continued to ask: "Can you tell me what happened after you went down, Professor Roald?"

Voldemort had been silent just now, watching Sirius and Snape quarrel with each other coldly.Normally, he would probably be surprised that he never knew about Snape's childish side (the expressionlessness in front of him was really fake), but now he only had eyes for Harry.Hearing Dumbledore ask this at this time, he briefly repeated it.

Dumbledore watched him thoughtfully. "That is to say, you didn't discover this until the end?"

"Yeah." Voldemort nodded.He erased the part about the potion of feigning death, saying only that he didn't know why Harry was unconscious at the bottom of the lake.

"Then what conditions will it be?" Sirius interjected impatiently.

"Oh, there are many such conditions." Dumbledore said, his blue eyes fixed on Harry's cheek, "It may be a physical memory, it may be a sentence, or something else, it depends on the caster Own."

Sirius' expression changed.To be honest, he would have preferred that someone else had done it.Because if it was someone else, at least they could still catch that guy; and if it was Harry himself, it would be terrible—Harry can't wake up now and tell them what the awakening conditions he set before— — This is simply an endless loop!

"If there is no prompt condition, it is quite difficult to solve it." Dumbledore continued, but his eyes moved to Roald's face: "So far, I have not found any useful clues."

Voldemort caught his gaze and appeared bewildered on purpose as well.He had been thinking about this question just now, and Dumbledore's presence reminded him of one thing - before Dumbledore left Harry a golden snitch relic, there was a reminder to open it.He suddenly understood why Harry came up with this method—the two sounded exactly the same—flesh memory plus a condition, it was probably true!

What did Harry want him to do?Harry wanted to hear what he had to say?

Dumbledore didn't know that Voldemort had almost solved the riddle, so he just lowered his eyes again and stared at Harry's calm face.Although he didn't say it, he did agree with Snape more on the caster, which Harry had done himself.Over the course of this school year, he'd realized that Harry was well beyond the normal fourth-year level.Academic performance, the invisibility spell, the time when Ron was rescued... If he had to say it, it could only remind him of Tom back then.

Of course, he didn't think Harry was going to be a new Dark Lord, but Harry probably had big secrets from them all.And if Harry directed and acted this incident today, then he must have some purpose, a strong and unavoidable purpose, enough for him to risk his life for it.

What do you want, Harry?Dumbledore asked inwardly.Why couldn't he see the benefit of doing so?He must have overlooked something...

That night, the school hospital was quiet, only one candle illuminated the ward.Sirius fell asleep beside Harry's bed, oblivious to the faint shadow that slid in from the door.

Voldemort made Madam Pomfrey and Sirius fall into a deeper sleep in the invisible state, and then he showed his figure.He walked over to Harry's bed and looked from above at the lifeless face with its eyes closed.He'd always thought of himself as cruel, and Harry seemed to be on par with him in that regard.It's just that he is to others, but Harry is to himself.If he didn't do anything about it, Harry was sure to die.

This is really... Voldemort took a deep breath.He knew that at the beginning, Harry felt that he could at least kill himself to ensure that they all died together; but now that Harry did so, it forced him to make a choice, and there was only one option for this choice, yes Harry pre-programmed—

"I promise you," Voldemort whispered as he bent to press Harry's lips.