[HP] Seven Nights Talk

"Nagini." Voldemort didn't pay attention to what was going on below, but just repeated it again, this time a little louder.

Reluctantly, Nagini let Harry go, but his vertical pupils still stared at Harry. "Obviously it is," it muttered—but the other two could hear it clearly, "I don't like the Savior." It tolerated it at school and other times, but now it's in their base camp, it doesn't Going to control my emotions.

This straightforward dislike was exactly the same as Voldemort's at the beginning.Harry took a deep breath, warned not to draw his wand at this point, and finally found his voice. "I'm not a savior," he hissed, "I'm just Harry Potter." He looked straight at the golden vertical line as he said that, his face steady and determined.

Orochi didn't expect such an answer, and was a little surprised.It looked Harry again from left to right, and then at the silent Voldemort, and felt as though it had a little understanding of what was going on. "Not the savior," it repeated, thoughtfully, "that would be a good answer. So," it turned to look at Voldemort again, "you asked him to sit in on the meeting today?"

The answer to this question Harry himself would like to know.Voldemort said he was getting him a birthday present, but nothing else; now it seemed that things were coming to an end, and there was nothing but a little surprise from the Death Eaters.

so?what exactly is it?

Harry looked up at Voldemort to see his jet-like eyes staring at him.The light from the top is refracted deep into the eyes, forming clusters of sparks.The face was always handsome, with thinner cheeks and a sculpted nose and chin.Some micro-shadows are projected near the corners of the lips and the chin, adding to the three-dimensional effect.

Harry's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly realized something.He'd been complaining about the ring coming out halfway, ruining his well-prepared end of the game - when everyone just wanted to run away, and there was nothing to do with him being awarded the award - and now was a good time.But...he looked down at his immature hands, and felt that he couldn't help agreeing with Nagini's words.

Voldemort raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw that he was still. "If you want to keep it until next time, it's not impossible." Anyway, this kind of timing is easy for him. In comparison, it may be more difficult for the Order of the Phoenix.And they had three years now, so there was really no rush - he had plenty of patience, waiting for the day Harry was willing to admit it himself.

"No!" Harry retorted almost reflexively.Voldemort was right about this, and from the Death Eater's point of view there was no more convenient time to announce than a meeting.He looked down again and was not surprised to see more silver masks glinting in his direction.wait?That's not his style at all... He made up his mind and reached out to grab Voldemort's shoulder.

"What are you talking about?" Nagini was very puzzled.It did understand the words, but it didn't seem to understand the meaning?Then it saw Harry move, and before he knew what Harry was going to do for a moment, he saw his hand stretched along Voldemort's shoulder to the back of his neck, stood on tiptoe, and gave Voldemort a superficial slap with his head. kiss.

Suddenly there were several plops.Voldemort didn't bother to turn his head to look, but simply wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, deepening the shallow kiss.

Nagini was stunned.Although it knew that they were in such a relationship, this was the first time it saw this situation directly - it really didn't mind, but there were so many people present!Or is this the meaning it didn't understand?

If it's only surprised by letting go of its tail, the reactions of the Death Eaters were quite varied.From front to back, the degree of shock is probably increasing.The first few people only glanced at it at first, and then immediately lowered their heads, keeping their faces parallel to the ground.There were a few exclamations behind, there were men and women.Those with poor mental quality were frightened to the ground, and some even tore off their masks to make sure they were not dazzled.

The kiss didn't last long, at least Harry thought so.It's just that when they separated, he felt the familiar heat sweep over his cheeks.He wasn't sure what he looked like now, but he kept his legs and back in check, keeping them straight.

"Master..." Someone finally came out from the bottom, asking the question with an unconcealable shock in his tone. "He... you..." He didn't get the whole sentence out, because he noticed the reaction of the Death Eaters in the front - no response, and that was their standard - and hesitated.Then he paid attention to Bellatrix's position, and found that the other party hadn't stepped forward, so he couldn't help feeling more flustered.Is he doing too much?

"It's the same as what you saw." Voldemort's hand was still on Harry's waist, and his expression and voice were the same as usual.Then he narrowed his eyes: "What explanation do you want?"

No Death Eater would have dared the Dark Lord to give an explanation, and this one certainly did.Everyone's heart was full of turmoil, thinking that this is an admission?The Dark Lord admits...he's with the Savior?how did you do that?Just by serving at Hogwarts for a year?

Everyone's expressions changed, and they were thinking about this question rapidly in their hearts.If the position of the savior is kidnapped to their side, the Order of the Phoenix will have nothing to fear!No, isn't there nothing to be afraid of now?In this way, their previous lurking is also valuable?Because he successfully paralyzed the vigilance of the Order of the Phoenix, so that the Dark Lord took advantage of it and dismantled the Order of the Phoenix from the inside out?If you really want to talk about it, they should do this kind of thing, right?As for why not kill the savior... Maybe the Dark Lord has other follow-up plans?Speaking of which, from the past two years, no one knew what the Dark Lord was thinking...

However, no matter what the possibility is, there is only one conclusion—truly worthy of being the Dark Lord!

The one who stood up quickly thought of this too.It would be too ugly to retreat without saying a word clearly, so he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Savior...how should we deal with the Order of the Phoenix?"

Although the savior forced the Dark Lord to disappear at the earliest time, judging from the fact that the savior can now speak Parseltongue, some new twists have probably taken place in it—for example, maybe the savior is the scheduled candidate for the next Dark Lord?Yes, that's right, this makes sense. The last accident was probably a power conflict between the two Dark Lords, and now the Dark Lord has finally found a way to reconcile this conflict?As for the Savior being assigned to Gryffindor... that was probably a disguise?

A lot of Death Eaters think so, they don't think Voldemort has that kind of tenderness at all.Parseltongue is the hallmark of Slytherin, and they couldn't help but believe that Harry and Slytherin were related.So it's normal to ask what to do, because the current situation completely reveals a big plan, a plan that has been started since the savior entered school-oh, it's not the savior anymore, maybe he should change his name to the little master in the future.

Voldemort could sense the direction in which the gears of his mind were turning without looking. "Are you going to tell them yourself, or are you going to have me do it?" he asked Harry, lips almost touching the tips of his ears.

Harry was overwhelmed by the fact that no one was talking nonsense, and thought that Voldemort's prestige had risen to a higher level. At this moment, he felt that the familiar heat didn't escape him, and he couldn't tell whether it was Parseltongue or English. "No, I'll tell myself." He declined.The same news would be very different to his friends when it came out of his mouth than it would be from a Death Eater, and he would definitely have to explain it himself.

"I knew it would be like this." Voldemort gave a low laugh, and raised his other hand. "Everything remains the same. Today's meeting ends here."

The Death Eaters began to move slowly out.If Voldemort didn't specifically explain, it means that he will act as before.But at this time, wouldn't it be better to use the savior to hit the morale of the opponent?Ah, no, the Duke of Darkness doesn't even want to appear in person this time!They expect the Order of the Phoenix to know that the savior is here, they might as well expect Dumbledore to know that his professor is the Dark Duke himself... Several people exchanged glances between the silver masks, and there were tacit smiles below them.

But obviously not everyone is okay.Between the rustling of the robe and the sound of footsteps, a shrill female voice said, "Master, you can have a better way to treat this... this boy."

The Death Eaters on their way out stopped for a split second, and Harry didn't even bother to recognize who it was—Bellatrix Lestrange, and she wasn't wearing it the whole time. mask.He stared at the figure in the black dress that stood out especially, raised his eyebrows high, and glanced at Voldemort again.So he didn't feel wrong at all before, did he?Bellatrix was interested in Voldemort at all!Otherwise, why is she the only one with problems now?

Voldemort caught Harry's questioning look, but he was unmoved. "I think the current method is the best." He said in a deep voice, and it was obvious in his tone that "this matter ends here."This is what Bellatrix said, and he will answer.With other, less faithful Death Eaters, the consequences could probably be described as consequences.

Bellatrix opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something more, but she was finally defeated by Voldemort's calm look and eyes, knowing that she would only annoy Voldemort if she persisted in this question.Reluctantly, she started to walk out, but the black eyes fell on Harry like drills, clearly resentful.

Harry met her gaze without flinching, until the oak door opened and closed again.Only then did he turn to Voldemort, his good mood was swept away, and his tone could be said to be mocking: "Crazy enough to marry your fans, huh?"

During this process, Nagini also tactfully went back to the back, and there were only two people left in the entire magnificent hall.Voldemort was looking at him too, but with a smile on his face. "That's right," he admitted, "even when you say I'm not aesthetically pleasing, Bella will still be by my side."

Harry didn't expect him to say that, and he was furious in an instant.But what Voldemort said was the truth, he couldn't help holding back for a long time before angrily said: "That was before! This is now!"

Voldemort raised his eyebrows at him, his expression becoming narrower. "You mean you've changed now?" He deliberately looked Harry from top to bottom with a particularly critical look, and the smile on his lips became more obvious: "How do you prove it?"

Harry's face flushed again.He is familiar with this kind of gaze, which is so explicit that it looks like he is not wearing anything now.Then he thought of what Nagini said just now, and an evil fire burst out in his heart.He pulled Voldemort up, pushed him into the chair he hadn't used until now, and with the other hand began to loosen the neckline.

"Have you figured out a way?" Voldemort saw the trend of his movements, and the color in his eyes darkened slightly.

"Now we'll see." Harry raised his chin unceremoniously at him, one hand already starting to undo the button. "Sit there all the time if you have the ability!"