Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"Harry..."

"Don't say his full name."

Voldemort said cautiously, "We must be careful, maybe his name is also cursed."

"OK."

Dany followed the good example and looked at the surveillance screen and asked, "How did he defeat you back then?"

"Defeat? No, that's killing."

Voldemort shook his head and said, "But it's not his method, it's his mother, Lily Potter."

"She used her life and love to cast an ancient magic, which still protects her children today."

Dany looked at Harry Potter on the screen in surprise, and asked speculatively: "Is there a protective magic that determines bloodline?"

"Yes."

Voldemort looked at Dany in surprise. He didn't expect that the vampire wizard was so smart that he could guess the result from his own words.

"A long life will always bring something to me." Dany responded with a smile.

Voldemort nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more, just looking expectantly at the TV screen.

In the picture, Porchis was communicating with Harry, looking very happy, but Harry's eyes always glanced towards the oven - he looked greedy.

"Eat this fat one, it can satisfy the needs of your taste buds and body at the same time."

Porchis picked up a piece of greasy barbecue and placed it on Harry's plate.

"I won't let him eat it," Dudley shouted and stood up.

"I...I won't let him eat it either." Pierre, who choked on the red meat sausage, said closely.

Potter's emerald green eyes turned - he wanted to take the meat and run away, but the situation was not conducive to him, so he looked at Pochis with pleading eyes.

The Dursleys and Porches' wife also looked at him, waiting for his decision.

“My boss once taught me to learn to share.”

He first smiled comfortingly at Harry, then looked at the two children, "You got it, you have to give it out, you learned it, you have to teach it."

"Only in this way will everyone feel that you can rely on you, and you can rely on everyone when you need it."

The two children were a little confused, but Mr. Dursley understood what Porkys meant - he wanted to give meat to Harry Potter.

"Is this what you said?" Daenerys asked in front of the TV.

"Yes." Voldemort nodded and admitted.

"Is this how you felt after your last failure to rule the British wizarding world?"

"One of the insights."

Voldemort nodded and looked at Daenerys sincerely, "I don't blame you. When I was in power, I didn't favor you in terms of resources, so..."

Daenerys nodded and said nothing, but after Voldemort turned around, her eyes flashed with reverence - when the most powerful dark wizard learns to reflect, can anyone defeat him a second time? ?

Dumbledore?

He is too old.

Daenerys thought about it and slowly stretched out her hand to take Voldemort's arm, but Voldemort instantly turned his head to stop him.

"This is not my body, wait a minute..."

After a brief silence, Voldemort said again, "Sorry, I care about loyalty."

"I care too, otherwise I wouldn't have waited for you for hundreds of years."

The eyes of the beautiful Daenerys were full of love, and Voldemort felt his heart beating faster, which forced him to turn his eyes and look at the TV.

"I have made adequate preparations. I will be resurrected...so, I will talk about this after I am resurrected."

He whispered softly to Daenerys, which made the latter raise the corners of her mouth happily.

The two fell into silence again, except for the sound on the TV.

Porches is very talkative, and it can be seen that he is imitating Voldemort in his words - confident, calm and slow.

"You should have another piece, Harry, you're still growing."

He called Harry, and whistled at the same time, calling Jeffney over, "Eat more meat, you can grow as tall as Dudley, and so does Pier...ahem..."

Halfway through his words, he seemed to be choked by the smoke coming from the barbecue grill and coughed twice. Meanwhile, Jeffney, who was nibbling sausages at Harry's feet, seemed to have received some order in an instant...

It suddenly gave up on the sausage and bit Harry's ankle without hesitation.

Everything happened too fast, and Harry was holding up his plate while swallowing his saliva, looking at the barbecue with anticipation.

Then……

"ah."

He yelped in pain and dropped the plate, but he didn't fall - Jeffany didn't bite hard enough.

"Harry, are you okay?"

Porches asked with concern, and the Dursleys also came over. Only the two children were cheering and clapping.

"It bit me...but it didn't hurt, I was just shocked."

He said as he lifted up his trouser legs, he could see two scratches on his ankles, and there were blood marks, but no blood.

"It's nothing, but you are such a troublemaker." His aunt said dissatisfied.

"Don't talk about that kid."

Pochis shook his head and said, "We need to go to the hospital to check. This dog has just been bought. It's hard to confirm whether it has been vaccinated against rabies."

"No need, no need for this at all."

Mr. Dursley refused, "It was just a blood mark. He must have scared Jeffney."

"Vernon, you can't make me feel guilty. It's just a few shots to prevent it. It's no trouble."

Porchis said, having already taken out the car keys from his pocket, "Vernon, just the two of us can go. Come back quickly. There is a hospital nearby that I am familiar with."

Not allowing Mr. Dursley to refuse, he had already pulled Harry out of the yard.

Seeing this, Mr. Dursley really couldn't refuse, so he could only complain to his wife and Mrs. Borges that "Harry is a troublemaker" and then walked out together.

The three of them quickly got into the car, and Porchis started the Rolls-Royce and drove out of Privet Drive.

"Is this your method?" Daenerys asked, "Bring Harry here, steal his blood, and then destroy him?"

"No, Dany."

Voldemort smiled bitterly and said, "Don't just think about killing, that is the last resort."

"Then what are you going to do?" Daenerys asked confused.

"I only need his blood. As for him... he is still useful, so let's keep it for now." Voldemort said softly.

Daenerys curled her lips, obviously not agreeing with his words - vampires never let their enemies live, and she knew the night where the enemy was.

Voldemort shrugged, making no attempt to change her mind.

After waiting quietly for a while, the Cadillac finally appeared on one of the many TVs in front of them.

Porkys got off first, then Harry, and finally the fat Dursley - whose fat body made it difficult for him to move around.

"I'll take him through the procedure. Just wait for me here."

Porchis said understandingly, and Dursley obviously didn't want him to see his embarrassment, so he waved for him and Harry to leave first.

So the two walked into the hospital and into another TV scene.

"Drawing blood through a hospital in the Muggle world?" Daenerys asked, looking at Voldemort.

"Yes, if you are bitten by a dog, you always need to be examined."

While the two were talking, Harry had already arrived at the blood drawing area. He raised his arms and reached into the window.

"The blood drawing is on this screen, and then the blood bags will be delivered in this order."

Voldemort pointed to the TV and told the route of travel, "Watch it for me. I want to make sure that the blood bag is not dropped."

"Would anyone do that?" Daenerys asked, but her eyes followed Voldemort's will and stared at the screen.

"Not as far as I know, but I have to be careful because it concerns my resurrection."

Voldemort stared at the video screen and said seriously.

After listening to his words, Daenerys looked more seriously.