[HP] Seven Nights Talk

The Ministry of Magic was overwhelmed by Crouch's accident, and the Order of the Phoenix wasn't much better.

Although Harry knew that the Ministry of Magic's "brilliant Imperius Curse" was not an exaggeration, people obviously didn't buy it. They insisted that the Ministry of Magic should know the mental state of its employees.Reconnecting with what the old Crouch had experienced before, there was a wind direction of "because he judged his son and was mentally weak, so that people could take advantage of it", which was very detrimental to the Ministry of Magic.

As for the Order of the Phoenix, Crouch's reaction undoubtedly confirmed Dumbledore's previous conjecture.It cannot be said that this matter must be done by the escaped Death Eaters, but it must be related to them or the person who took them out or the culprit who can suck people into mummies, one of the three must be one of them.Just knowing that doesn't mean they'll be able to catch people, and that adds up to a huge workload.Because they have no way to judge, after two years of calm, whether this is a sign that a big storm is about to start.

As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius naturally has a lot of things to do.He is not an embarrassing fugitive this time. He has many more tasks to go out, so he will inevitably ignore Harry—in the past, he must have prepared everything before Harry's birthday, basically a week in advance Picked up Harry.Obviously not enough time this time, so the two could only make an appointment to make up for it at the right time.

So on the night before his birthday, Harry and Voldemort left Privet Drive together.Things were a little different now than before - Voldemort was now powerful enough to create the illusion that Harry was always in the house, no matter how many times the people outside changed.In fact, Harry was an adult again, and the traces had disappeared. It was impossible for Voldemort to be tracked by the Ministry of Magic with any magic.

In this way, they have a whole night.Harry was very puzzled by this situation at first, because he thought, what gift should they go out to see together instead of being brought by someone else?But as soon as he hit the ground, he knew why. "Oh," he said in surprise, "oh!"

What appeared in front of him was a very tall Gothic cathedral-style building with a darker tone, with square cones standing in a row, towering into the sky.The window is a typical broken glass window, inlaid with patterns like religious paintings, but instead of Jesus or the Virgin, it is a knight in strong clothes and riding a tall horse.The gate is ajar, and the outside of the door frame is a sculpture of the goddess of victory that is about to come out. The inner layer is a semi-suspended alcove carved with a few people who only cover key parts with snakes, and the inner layer is a complicated snake pattern. Carved, and finally the heavy oak door.There are also sculptures on the top of the door, below which are entrenched snakes, and on the top are the three goddesses of fate holding a shuttle, a ruler, and scissors.

It has to be said that even if the first letter is not engraved, anyone with long eyes can see the strong Slytherin atmosphere.

Harry was almost dazzled by the subtle luxury hidden in it.He finally finished reading the gate, then turned around and looked at the location of the church.He found that he was standing on a cliff now, with a door in front of him and the bottom of the cliff behind him, where a dark green mist was still lingering, stretching to an invisible distance.Especially now that it was almost night, the surrounding air was chilly, and the only light came from the torch held high by the Goddess of Victory and the light shining through the cracks in the gate.Judging from the mountains and the temperature, he felt that their current location must be above 1000 meters above sea level.

"It took you two years to make this?" Harry couldn't resist touching the stone Pegasus's hoof (because it was so high and had a base under it), it was smooth and cold. "Uh, I mean, you're not going to give me this as a birthday present, are you? The carved lion is about the same. And you actually let the gate face the cliff..." In this way, the only way to get in is to accurately Fall on the square inch of the gate, otherwise you will definitely fall to your death.Whose house would be built like this?

"This is not Diagon Alley." Voldemort probably saw his doubts, and said lightly. "It's certainly not a present for you—yours is in there."

Harry took a few steps closer to the door.For a moment he thought he heard a low voice, like the whispering of many people, but then it disappeared again, and there were only his and Voldemort's footsteps around. "Inside?" He pointed to the door and couldn't help asking again.

Voldemort nodded.

"...Can't you tell me what it is?" Looking at his unfathomable appearance, Harry always felt that there must be something he was expecting, or something he could guess.The place didn't look like a public place, as Voldemort had said earlier.That is, a private place... Living alone in such a big house?I'm afraid it's not right... and the sound I heard just now...

Suddenly Harry felt he could predict what was inside.Not gold and silver jewelry, not delicacies, but a group of Death Eaters who disappeared from Azkaban two years ago out of thin air.He remembered asking Voldemort if he had given him the escape as a birthday present, and now it was probably true.

But since Voldemort brought him here, there was no invisibility spell or other transfiguration spells...Harry had attended such a Death Eater meeting, or it was completely designed, and this time he really didn't know how to do it.He took a deep breath, controlled his rapid heartbeat, and slowly opened the door——

The glare from inside made Harry close his eyes for a moment.It wasn't until the dizziness passed that he discovered how this situation was caused—flooring torches and candles filled the ground under the high dome, and the black marble floor below was as smooth as a mirror, which was naturally very dazzling.Every ten feet or so on both sides, there are sculptures of snakes protruding their heads from the stone pillars, with their mouths wide open, revealing two long and sharp fangs.This should have quite a terrifying effect in a dark environment, but now it looks more like a blatant way of demonstration - blatantly promoting force, planning, or other condescending things.

That wasn't the thing that shocked Harry the most.Under the snake's head, in front of the stone pillar, and on the side of the aisle, there are people in black robes kneeling, and only a row of hoods and backs can be seen neatly lined up in the center of the front.Judging from the blurred reflections on the ground, they undoubtedly all wore silver masks.

Harry knew there were people in there, and they were Death Eaters, but he hadn't expected it to be what he was seeing.He was completely stunned, unaware that Voldemort had taken his hand and moved forward.Their footsteps landed on the ground almost simultaneously, creating a faint echo in the open space.In addition to this sound, he seemed to hear some hidden gasps, like shock at his sudden appearance here.Then he realized that the voices he had heard earlier were not hallucinations - the Death Eaters had heard the footsteps of two people, and they had no idea who Voldemort was bringing.

Why bring him here?Was it because he'd been wondering what the Death Eaters were up to, or was he about to announce something else?

Countless thoughts flashed through Harry's mind.But no matter which one it was, he firmly grasped that hand and slowly climbed up to the final high platform.There is a chair on it - not so much a chair, a more standard description is a throne.Its surface is made of something unknown, and when the firelight is projected on it, it looks like a dark green crystal with flames dancing inside.

"How is this place?" Voldemort finally said the first sentence after entering the door.You could tell he was pleased with Harry's performance, as his tone was clearly relaxed.

Harry didn't know how to react.Although he prefers gold and red decorations, it should not be better for Slytherin aesthetics.So he just nodded without making a sound, but just stared at the silver and green banner decorations on the walls on both sides.

"Very good." Voldemort didn't seem to expect any compliments from him.He let go of Harry's hand and took a step forward. "Long time no see again, my dear friends."

"Good evening, master." The people below responded in unison, and then there was a slight rustling sound.

Harry looked away from the banner to see the black-robed wizards standing up.Apparently the beginning of the line is the equivalent of getting them up, he thought.Now he could see the silver masks, and then he noticed that the pattern on each mask was different.That way, they'll recognize each other even with masks on, he thought again.

But just as he was looking at the Death Eaters, the Death Eaters were looking at him.Few people dared to raise their heads just now, but now countless eyes are looking straight at them.They must have recognized him, because the look felt like something new had grown out of Harry, so explicit and undisguised.If you insist, only the few Death Eaters at the front didn't look sideways, as if Harry didn't exist at all.

Did she already know that he was coming, or did she not care about his presence at all?

Harry suddenly wished he had Moody's blue magic eye, so that he could see through the silver mask and see the expression of the person underneath.Then he took another look at Voldemort, who was obliquely in front of him. The latter didn't move at all, and he looked at ease.

The meeting seemed to have its usual rhythm, for Voldemort said nothing more, and then the Death Eaters lined up, each reporting something.From their words, Harry could easily identify some people - there was no doubt that Voldemort had contacts in many places, Diagon Alley, the Ministry of Magic, the Daily Prophet newspaper, wizarding radio broadcasts and other things place.

Since it is a regular meeting, the report will be completed soon.In the end, someone made a conclusion. Recently, the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix are just busy, and they can still maintain their normal activities.As soon as the words fell, there was a slight laughter among the Death Eaters.

Harry listened with no particular expression on his face.Hell when the Death Eaters liked the Order of the Phoenix, so he didn't see the sneer as any surprise at all.But when he saw a few silver masks flickering at him, he realized that with the iconic scar on his forehead, he was also classified in the Order of the Phoenix.Perhaps they were wondering why he hadn't limp and begged for mercy, why he could stand on higher ground, why the Dark Lord hadn't given him an Avada Kedavra?

Of course Voldemort was aware of this atmosphere.But he didn't want to waste his time explaining it, he didn't have to explain it to the Death Eaters - that's what he was going to do, they just had to understand it.But just standing here is obviously not enough. "Nagini," he called softly.Harry understood what he meant, and couldn't help but look around.

Hearing that hissing sound, there was a small commotion underneath.Most of the Death Eaters thought something serious was coming, like taking the Savior to Nagini's dinner.But if they can understand the snake language, they will realize that things are completely different from what they guessed.

"Fu...why are you here?" Big Snake swam out from the back door, his tone changed from gentle to surprised in an instant.

"Why can't I be here?" Harry realized something was wrong when he said it.He turned his head to look at Voldemort, and found that the other's black eyes were full of narrow smiles.He can speak Parseltongue, but he hasn't spoken it for a long time.For those who don't know, this moment is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

Harry couldn't help turning his head to look at the Death Eaters below.It seemed that everyone was stunned by him, and he could almost detect the unblinking gaze.

The big snake slid over quickly and muttered something that Harry didn't catch.Then it wrapped its tail around Voldemort's ankles, and raised its head towards Harry: "Vordie brought you here, didn't he?" Its huge triangular head circled around Harry, so that its upper body was almost twisted. It was on Harry.

The group of people below watched, and Harry naturally didn't want to show emotions such as timidity.He felt the shivering from the cold, hard scales sliding across his body, but he controlled himself. "what do you want to say in the end?"

The big snake looked at him again, and clicked twice.Then it turned to Voldemort and asked, "Actually, I'd like to see someone who can accompany you... But, are you sure your taste is all right? Can this shriveled figure really satisfy you?"

Harry almost choked for a moment, his sense of vigilance disappeared, and his face flushed instantly.Fortunately, the people below saved him, and someone slipped and fell—even if he couldn’t understand snake language, the gesture of a snake entwining two people was enough to explain everything—Nagini never hesitated to eat people!

At the beginning, they held hands and entered the door...then they watched their meeting...and finally found out that the savior could speak snake language...

So, what is the relationship between the Dark Lord and the Savior...?