HP Polar Night

"He will arrange for someone to enter Hogwarts to find out the authenticity of my curse."

"And I will recommend him a suitable candidate."

"The candidate can be an outsider who doesn't know the truth."

"No, I have a better idea."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"Lord, there is a kid who wants to recommend himself, for his cowardly father, to save the last glory of the family." When Voldemort summoned him alone, Agares reported the recent movements of Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix. , he did not take advantage of the situation to retreat, but said so.

Voldemort seems to be in a pretty good mood today, and it may be because Agares is his loyal subordinate who has been more pleasing to him recently, so he readily agreed.

Entering through the door was a teenager with familiar platinum-blonde hair, Draco Malfoy.After Lucius hid in the Ministry of Magic because of evasion, his mother Narcissa had been missing for a long time, and he himself had been hiding in Hogwarts and dared not leave.After all, with Voldemort so angry with the Malfoy family, even if he didn't order, there would be many Death Eaters who would want to capture the last heir of the Malfoy family in order to please their master.

Draco obviously knew what would happen to him when he appeared in front of the Dark Lord and Death Eaters, and he was quite trembling at the moment, his face pale.When he entered the room, he knelt on the ground without daring to look at the Dark Lord above him.

"Ah, another Malfoy, let me see." The tip of the wand lifted Draco's jaw.

Red eyes stared into gray blue eyes.

The pampered young master in Malfoy Manor, the domineering bad boy who confronts the savior everywhere in Hogwarts castle, the careerist who yearns for success...

The boy who grew up listening to the stories of the Dark Lord and was full of curiosity and yearning for Death Eaters, his status in Slytherin plummeted after his father was arrested, fear, disappointment, helplessness, unwillingness deep in his heart...

All of these flashed before the Dark Lord's eyes like a revolving lantern.

Voldemort removed his wand and looked at Agares, who was standing aside. "Give me a reason, why did the Dark Lord choose a descendant of a traitor?"

If it were any other Death Eater, he would have been trembling with fear at this moment, or because of caution, he would not have made this suggestion from the beginning.But Agares still stood calmly, and replied calmly: "He needs to live with dignity. A Malfoy will do some unexpected things for what he wants."

The Dark Lord chuckled lightly, and the laughter seemed to be full of disdain, or maybe there was no emotion at all. "What if he fails?"

Draco felt a life-or-death pressure.

Agareth still said calmly: "That's his business." On the point of being unfeeling, Agareth Black has always been loved by the Dark Lord.

"Very well." Voldemort laughed. "The Dark Lord will give you a month, little Malfoy. After one month, either Dumbledore is dead or you are dead. There will be no third choice."

Draco trembled all over, looked at the Dark Lord in horror, and then at Agares.

But his cousin didn't give him extra glances, as if he was treating a stranger. "If Dumbledore is dead, the Order of the Phoenix will set up Harry Potter as a banner. As far as I know, the blood curse on him will be lifted after he reaches adulthood. But we haven't found his aunt's family yet, They were transferred by Moody's gang, and I didn't even find out."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly: "The savior who defeated the Dark Lord when he was a baby, do you think so too? Agares."

"Based on what I know about Harry Potter, I'm more inclined that his parents used some kind of ancient spell to invalidate your Killing Curse." Agareth's words obviously angered Voldemort, The desk beside him shattered with a thud, startling Draco.

Agares didn't defend himself, nor did he kneel down and beg for mercy, but stood quietly.

Voldemort did not express his anger, and sneered a few times, his mood gradually eased.Since Snape's identity was exposed and wanted by the wizarding world, he had to stay with Voldemort.With his level of potion master, plus Voldemort's guidance to him when he regained his sanity, the potion he made had a very good effect on the Dark Lord.At least the current Voldemort can keep calm for at least ten hours a day, referring to the kind that doesn't use the Killing Curse and Cruciatus Curse casually.

Voldemort in a sane state is very, very difficult to fool, so up to now, all the information Agares has provided him is true, without any falsification.

The actions of the Order of the Phoenix and the Auror Division were frequently blocked during this period, and they began to suspect whether there were spies inside.It's just that Agares, a non-staff member, was not suspected for a while.

Voldemort accepted Draco's self-recommendation, and after giving him the task of living alone, he let them retire.Draco, who returned to Hogwarts, let go of his guard, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Good job, Draco." On the other hand, Agares seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of his lips even rose slightly.

Draco paled: "I, I, I... want me to kill Dumbledore... I can't..." He was frightened to death when he met the Dark Lord's red eyes If Agares hadn't become accustomed to his special training during this period, he would definitely reveal his secrets.

And it was Voldemort's order to kill Dumbledore. If he couldn't finish it, he believed that Voldemort would give him Avada Kedavra!

He, he never wanted to kill someone!

"Don't worry, Draco." Agares reached out and pulled the man up from the ground, and stuffed the tranquilizer into his hand, beckoning him to drink it. "I have planned this matter, you just need to cooperate."

The newly appointed Potions Professor is obviously much more popular than his predecessor. Although Slughorn was born in Slytherin and also serves as the head of the Snake Academy, he is not a pure bloodist himself.He prefers talented students, regardless of whether the student is pure blood, mixed blood, or hemp.

Slughorn founded a society called the Slug Club, which he spun like a spider's web, bringing together students he felt had special talents and promising futures.

Of course, Agareth Black, the founder of Andumari, who has already emerged, and Harry Potter, the famous savior in the wizarding world, are indispensable.

But the strange thing is that after Slughorn had a private chat with Agares at the first banquet, the old man seemed to have seen something that frightened him, and he never told Agares any more. Invitation sent.This also caused other people at the banquet to talk about it, wondering whether Agares accidentally offended Professor Slughorn.

In fact, only Slughorn himself knows what the reason is. He just saw the shadow of the old Tom Riddle in Agares. No matter what, just push people away from you.

Agares guessed something more or less.It was not the first person to feel that he was similar to the Dark Lord when he was young. Even Voldemort himself, it was for this reason that he spared his life.

Harry Potter quickly became Professor Slughorn's favorite, and Hermione Granger, the smartest witch in Gryffindor, was sure to be killed by the two of them every time they attended a banquet at the Slug Club. Slughorn drew beside him.

Slughorn's Potions class also went very smoothly, and he even took out a small bottle of precious Felicia as a reward for the class-surprisingly, Harry got this reward as a reward for the class. No.1.This can be regarded as a great improvement. After all, in Snape's class before, Harry's performance without being deducted points was considered extraordinary.

Agares soon learned the truth about his rapid progress from Harry: Harry got an old book from the bookcase, and there were many notes on it, and Harry brewed the potion according to the steps in the notes, And shortened the time to complete the drug, the first to complete, won the No.1.

Harry handed Agareth the potions book signed "Half-Blood Prince". "It might have been left by a former senior. Hermione checked it. There was no reaction to black magic. It's just a normal old book."

"Hermione is right, Harry." Agares also pulled out his wand and threw a few detection charms on the old book, but there was no dangerous reaction. "You are very important to the wizarding world now. If something happens to you, the Death Eaters should celebrate with champagne."

Harry shrugged: "In order not to let them have a chance to cheer, I have to live well, don't I?"

Agares raised his eyebrows: "Hmm, a wise choice."

"If there is another professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I will have more confidence in living." Having said this, Harry couldn't help drooping his brows and eyes, with a bitter expression on his face.Umbridge, who had lost Fudge's background, obviously didn't dare to jump around anymore, but she was indeed not the material to be a professor. In her Dark Magic Defense class, all they could do was read textbooks, read textbooks, Back textbooks.

At one point Harry couldn't resist refuting Umbridge in class, and offered to ask her to teach them some practical charms.Although Umbridge deducted points for staring at him at the time, he had to change the theoretical class into a practical class because of the turbulent comments of the students.But her abilities are there, even a disarming spell cannot be accurately released, let alone others.

In the end, he still couldn't learn anything in the Dark Defense class, so it's no wonder Harry felt depressed.

"Isn't your DA doing very well?" Agares comforted.

Harry turned his head and looked at him with innocent and pitiful green eyes: "That one can only be reviewed, and the unlearned spells won't pop into my mind."

That's true, you can't master new spells just by reading a book.

"So you asked me out today because you want me to cook for you?" Agares saw through the boy's little plan, leaned back on the sofa, and asked with a smile.

After receiving the news, Harry immediately became full of energy, straightened his upper body, and took out a long-prepared spell book from his schoolbag.He quickly turned over the pages he had marked, pointed to the spells on them, and said impatiently: "This, this, and this, Agares, teach me, I know you must Will do."

Agares pressed his pale fingertips on the book, did not read the content on it, just looked at Harry, the corner of his mouth raised: "I will charge for after-school tutoring."

Harry blinked: "How much? I'll see if I can afford it."

"Well, although you can afford it, I don't plan to accept it now. I owe it first, and I'll ask you for it someday when I'm in a better mood."

"Okay, can you teach me these spells now, counselor?"

"I always feel like I'm at a loss, student Potter."

"You are honored to have such a bright student as me, Counselor Black."

"Boy, you've changed. Where did the once shy and well-behaved Junior Potter go?"

"I will never return under your teaching, Senior Black."

The two teenagers who were bickering easily seemed to have forgotten the approaching darkness outside the window, enjoying the silence that was exclusive to them at this moment.But what Harry didn't know was that this kind of relaxation would soon be overwhelmed by a hundred times the pain, and the day when he turned against him was not far away...

The author has something to say:

Why did I write about Draco, Harry, and Agares three people, I just wrote it smoothly.

Agares is going to dig a hole for Voldemort

promised revenge

Dumbledore still needs a box lunch, otherwise there is no room for the third Dark Lord to grow

Uh huh, as you said, Lao Deng received a box lunch on the way to deal with the second Dark Lord, so the third one will be handed over to Harry to deal with

Alas, I also follow articles myself, so I understand the pain of catching up to articles that are updated from time to time

How about this, how about I update it every Friday night, no matter how many chapters I write every week, I will update it together on Friday night, so that you only need to watch it on Friday night

Let me know if you have other ideas

love you, than heart