Harry Potter's Guardian

I thought Lily was what I wanted most in my heart, but the mirror told me that was not the case.

Those long white legs coiled around my waist, that slender neck covered with hickey marks, that red cherry trembling in the air, and those delicate red lips that moaned like hell.

This damn sight, tell me I'm longing for Potter.longing for his body.

"professor."

Potter's voice brought me back to reality.

But I didn't have time to suppress the desire in my eyes, so I met those green eyes.

He's dodging, yeah, a fucking greasy old bat lusting over the body of an 11 year old.

No matter who it is, they will be afraid.

Ah!

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Potter went back to the cellar.

I tried to ignore him as much as possible.

However, he wanted to get my attention.

A Philosopher's Stone.

"I've known you for so long, Professor. I've never given you a decent present."

so long?Plus Snape from memory?

I don't know why, but I feel very unhappy.

In Potter's heart, the memory of Snape seems to be very important, but what about me...

"Professor, there is only one Severus Snape at any given time."

Well, this answer satisfies me.

I ordered the Sorcerer's Stone, not only because of Potter's answer, the Sorcerer's Stone has great research value.

I had just finished teaching a bunch of brats when I heard about what happened to Potter in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Sure enough, my death had a great impact on him.

but why......

I knew Potter must be in the cellar.

But on his little bed, there was no sign of him.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he saw Potter who was sleeping restlessly.

Unknowingly, I sat beside him and helped him comb his hair.Let him hold it without pushing it away.

I know, I'm not like myself anymore.

I know that Potter's influence on me is growing.

Things are developing in an unknown direction, and they are getting out of my control more and more, which makes me feel at a loss.

I was also overwhelmed by that kiss, the kiss that made my heart wander.

I'm fucking fucking hard again.

"Potter!"

"Damn it, Potter! If you can't contain your curiosity about kissing, please find a nice little girl. Not with your Potions professor, to satisfy your curiosity!"

"Professor, that's not the case. You should know that I'm already an adult." I could only cover up my violently beating heart with sprayed venom.

"That is the desire you have nowhere to vent, and you want to use it on me? Potter!"

"Of course not, Professor." Harry explained hastily.

"Come on, Potter, there's no need to explain. That's not it, are you going to tell me you're in love with me, a greasy old bat!" I regretted it when I said it, and I was afraid of hearing Potter's ridicule.

"Yes."

Although Potter's voice was almost a whisper, he could still hear it clearly.

I don't understand what the throbbing in my heart represents.

I just left the cellar as if fleeing.

Potter...is that why my death is your inner fear...

Chapter Fifteen Christmas

What happened in Defense Against the Dark Arts class has spread throughout Hogwarts.

Wherever Harry went, eager eyes followed him.

Oh, of course it's because of the gossip of the little animals.Come to think of it, the worst thing a savior would have seen was the death of the Snake King.

Oh, Merlin, I am so curious about these little animals.

Ron was clearly one of the curious, too, "Harry, uh... can you explain what happened in Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Of course, buddy. I'm definitely not out of curiosity. It's because... ..caring about you. Yes, caring."

Harry complained helplessly in his heart, Ron, your acting skills are terrible.

"Uh...Okay." Harry thought up his words, "As you know, Professor Snape is the one who brought me to the wizarding world."

The four of Ron nodded cooperatively.

Harry continued, "Professor Snape was also the first wizard I met in the wizarding world. I still live with him. He's like family to me."

Harry paused for a moment, tears welling up in his eyes, "You know that. My Muggle uncles and aunts treat me like house elves."

When Hermione saw the poor Harry, her mother's love naturally overflowed, "Oh, Harry. No need to explain, we all know it."

After finishing speaking, he gave Ron a hard look, "Ron, it's all your fault!"

Ron scratched the back of his head sheepishly, "Sorry, Harry. I..."

"It's okay, Ron. I know, you care about me." Harry wiped the tears from his eyes, which made Ron feel even more embarrassed.

Draco, who saw Harry's acting skills in his eyes, didn't say anything, and smirked at Harry calmly.

Oh, now Harry felt a little guilty.You can fool a little lion, but you can't fool a shrewd little snake.

But, fortunately, Draco didn't say anything.

Soon, word spread about Harry's explanation.Once gossip is explained, it is no longer gossip.Nobody mentioned what happened in Defense Against the Dark Arts class anymore.

The days passed day by day, and Hogwarts ushered in a grand festival-Christmas.

Hermione traveled to France with her parents, Ron and the Weasleys went to Romania to see Bill, and of course Draco went back to Malfoy Manor for the Yule Ball.Neville, on the other hand, went to visit his parents at St. Mungo's Hospital.

Yes, Neville told everyone about his parents.Neville felt proud because his parents were heroes.

So, Harry was left alone at Hogwarts.

Oh, sorry.Saying a person is a bit inappropriate.Because Snape was also in the dungeon, with Harry.

Snape watched Harry excitedly unwrap the present.

The purple sweater with the letter H knitted by Mrs. Weasley herself, Ron's set of wizard chess made of oak, Hermione's "Hogwarts, a school history", Neville's big box of strange beans, And the dainty jeweled brooch Draco had given him.

Harry was at the bottom and saw an unsigned gift box.Shrugging his shoulders, he opened it without expecting it.

Sure enough, an invisibility cloak.

"Potter." Snape, who was silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"Huh?" Harry turned to look at him.

"What do you want to do with that damn invisibility cloak?"

Harry smiled slyly at Snape, "Professor, you should ask what Headmaster Dumbledore wants me to do with the Invisibility Cloak."

Snape raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Harry picked up a dark green gift box, "Professor, Merry Christmas, your present."

Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise, and opened the gift box.

It is a lot of rare medicinal materials.

Harry knew that, with Snape's unlovable personality, few people gave him Christmas presents.

It's just Dumbledore and Lucius.As far as Dumbledore's hobbies are concerned, most of the gifts should be candies that are too sweet to teeth.And the Malfoy family always liked gorgeous things, so the presents Snape got should all be flashy accessories.

So, Harry was the only one who chose Snape's favorite potion as a gift.

Harry has even thought about what to get for next Christmas.A thousand-year-old basilisk would be a good choice, wouldn't it?

"Potter." Harry saw that sexy thin lips parted slightly, "I don't know, there are so many Gallon in the Potter's vault that they can spend so much."

"Oh, Professor. Although the Potter family is not very rich, it is enough to buy some Christmas presents for my Potions Professor."

Snape frowned, and took the initiative to block the words "my Potions Professor".

"Potter, you should know. I don't have a Christmas present for you."

Harry shrugged, showing no sign of disappointment.It never occurred to him that Snape would be able to give him a birthday present.

Snape, who was silent for a long time, sighed, "Potter, what do you want to do today."

Harry looked at Snape in surprise, "Professor, are you going to spend Christmas with me?"

"Don't think too much of it, Potter. Slytherins just don't like being in debt."

Harry said, "I know, I know." But he thought, awkward Slytherin.

"Professor, is everything okay?"

Snape swore to Merlin, he could hear the ambiguity in Harry's tone, "Potter! Enough is enough."

Harry smiled teasingly, "Oh, Professor. What are you thinking. I just want you to accompany me to the playground."

"Playground?"

"Oh, yes. It's where Muggles are entertained."

"Of course I know what Potter that is." Snape also lived in the Muggle world when he was a child.

"Oh, Professor. I almost forgot." Harry always tended to forget the fact that Snape had lived in the Muggle world, because Snape hated Muggles so much.

"Potter, give me a reason to go to the playground." Snape was very irritable when he thought of Muggles all over the world.

"Professor. You should know. I'm not very popular at my aunt's house. I've never been to an amusement park. Never..."

The playground is the place Harry has longed for since he was a child.Although his soul is now an adult, he has a deep obsession with the playground.

If you never get it, it will become an obsession.As it is for playgrounds, it is also true for love.

Harry looked at Snape with pitiful eyes again.

"Okay, let's go."

"Oh, Professor, I thought. If you don't want to get too much Muggle attention, we'd better wear Muggle clothes."

Snape nodded incredulously.

Harry used his wand to cast a transfiguration spell on his wizard robes, instantly turning into Muggle clothes.

After Harry finished looking at his outfit, he looked up to see that Snape had also finished dressing casually.

A black turtleneck sweater was worn over a slim black coat, which set off a strong chest.Skinny dark jeans that outline a firm buttocks.

Damn it, Harry never realized that Snape had such a good figure.

Harry thought it was a pity that Snape's good figure was hidden under the black robe all day long.

Snape ignored the fiery gaze, and took Harry to the playground with his follower.

Chapter Sixteen The Real Snape

The playground that Harry and Snape came to was the biggest in London.

So, packed with people.....

A little girl accidentally stepped on Snape's foot.

Snape glared hard at the girl about Harry's age.

The girl was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat and cried, "I'm sorry..."

Harry hurried out to make a rescue, "It's okay. Miss, he's not in a good mood. Sorry to scare you."

The little girl didn't say anything, and ran to her parents crying.

Harry looked at Snape helplessly, "Professor, you frightened her."

Snape snorted coldly, "Potter. You should know that I hate Muggles without brains."

Harry nodded incredulously, and looked around.Helpless to find one thing, even though there were many people, there was an empty space around him and Snape.

Oh, Merlin, why is it so difficult to play in the amusement park in a simple and low-key way!

Harry suddenly discovered the roller coaster that Dudley always talked about to him before. Harry excitedly took Snape's hand and ran towards the roller coaster quickly.

Harry in the front didn't see Snape looking down at the two intertwined hands from behind, his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Harry didn't realize he was holding Snape's hand until they got to the roller coaster.

Snape immediately shook off Harry's hand. Harry was a little disappointed and smiled slightly, "Professor, let's play with this."

Snape shook his hand, then let go.Then nodded slightly.

Harry yelled excitedly as he rolled back and forth on the roller coaster, while Snape's face was pale, his hands were clutching the seat belt tightly, his knuckles were faintly white.

After a circle, Harry looked at Snape happily, but saw a pale face.

"Professor, are you alright?"

Snape shook his head, suppressing the feeling of wanting to vomit, "Potter, your Potions professor isn't that fragile yet."

Harry frowned, "Professor, let's go."

Snape was a little surprised, "Potter, you just want me to leave after all this trouble?"

Harry rubbed his stomach, "Oh, Professor, it's already noon, I'm hungry."

Snape let Harry lead him into a Muggle restaurant with a pale face.

"Two gentlemen, what do you need?" The restaurant waiter stepped forward and asked.

Snape raised his chin at Harry, motioning for Harry to order.

Harry picked up the menu and ordered something very light.

"Mr. Potter, when did you become a rabbit?"

"Oh, Professor. We just got off the roller coaster, so we'd better have something light."

The two finished the lunch in a very harmonious atmosphere.

"Professor, shall we go back to school?"

"Potter, it's you going back to school by yourself."

"Professor, where are you going?"

Snape couldn't help but frowned, "Potter, I thought there was no need for me to report my whereabouts to you."

Harry saw that Snape was a little upset, and immediately looked at Snape with big wet eyes, "Professor, I just don't want to be alone at school."

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth, "Come here!"

Harry walked over happily, tugging at the corner of Snape's clothes naturally.

Snape seemed to see a tail wagging happily behind Harry.

Snape cursed inwardly, damn it, he's been fooled again.Why does he always fall on the cute Potter? !

The entourage was dominant and came to the home in Spider's End Lane.

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This was the first time Harry had seen the house Snape had lived in since childhood.

A one-story small building can see the whole picture at a glance, a living room, a kitchen, two bedrooms, and a bathroom. Harry still felt the magic prohibition somewhere.It should be the place where Snape used magic to research potions.

Snape pointed to a black door, "You sleep here."

Harry nodded, but didn't intend to check. "Professor, I think we should have a Christmas dinner tonight."

"Well, our golden boy is trying to exploit the head of Slytherin now." Snape raised his eyebrows, his eyes said: You are so brave...

"Well, Professor. We can go get a turkey and I'll make it at home."

Home?When Snape heard this word, his pupils constricted visibly. Potter called this home?

......Then, the two of them bought a bunch of ingredients and walked home......

Snape cursed inwardly, damn it, why did he listen to Potter again.Could it be that my brain was also stepped on by a troll?

Five strong men suddenly appeared from the dark alley, interrupting Snape's thinking.

"Sensible, hand over the money." The leader pointed at Snape with a knife.

Harry feigned fear and hid behind Snape, his chest pressed against Snape's back.He couldn't miss such a good opportunity to profit from it.

A sharp-eyed punk saw Harry, "Hey, boss, that kid is really tender." After speaking, he licked his lips wretchedly.

The leader had a smirk on his face, "Hahahaha, yes. If you don't want to give money, you can hand over that boy."

The others chimed in, "Yeah, yeah. Let's have a good time."

"Look at the thin skin and tender flesh, and the buttocks are still so raised, it must be very cool to do it."

Snape slightly parted his lips, "Enough is enough." Snape's voice was low.

Snape's eyes, deep and dark, seemed to suck the soul out of people.

"It's up to me." Snape opened the lips that made Harry fascinated again, and raised his wand, "A-wa-da-su-de-life."

One word at a time, like the footsteps of the god of death, took away the life of the leader.

Then use Shenfeng Wuying to remove a part of other people, and use the Forgetting Curse to tamper with their memories, making them think that they were casualties caused by their own civil strife.

After finishing all this, Snape took Harry back home.

Snape was sitting on the sofa, looking straight at Harry with empty eyes, "Potter. See, that's what I am. Killing without blinking an eye."

Harry smiled indifferently, "Severus, I already knew what kind of people you were. Damn them! If you don't kill them today, they'll kill someone else later."

"They're Muggles, not Death Eaters."

"Professor, what they did just now was no different from Death Eaters."

After finishing speaking, I went to the kitchen to toss dinner without looking back.

Snape looked at Harry's back, unable to recover for a long time.Maybe, their way of doing things is similar...

Harry had cooked such a sumptuous Christmas dinner that it was so good that even Snape, the snarky one, didn't taunt him.

Chapter Seventeen The Ravenclaw Diadem

The Christmas holiday in the UK is usually three weeks. Although Hogwarts is a school of magic, the holiday is still the same as that of Muggles.

Every day, Snape studied his beloved potion in the potion room.Feeling Snape's breath in the living room, Harry read a book in peace.

Occasionally, Harry would ask Snape some questions about potions or the dark arts.Although Snape looked impatient, he explained it to Harry in detail every time.

Harry and Snape ate every meal together, prepared by Harry himself.

This kind of comfortable life made Harry feel extremely happy, so happy that it was not real at all.

As soon as Snape came out of the potion room, he saw Harry humming a ditty and cooking in the kitchen.

The corners of his mouth turned up inadvertently, which softened Snape's facial lines a lot.

He just stood there, watching Harry get busy.

"Severus, it's time to eat."

Snape didn't recover until he heard Harry's call.

While walking towards the dining table, he said, "It's the professor."

Harry replied nonchalantly, "Okay, Severus."

Snape didn't correct him any more, and sat down on the chair to eat.

Maybe it's because of the frequent communication in the past few days that made Harry's face thicker and thicker. Now he can ignore Snape's objection and call him by his first name directly.

As for Snape, he gradually realized that it was useless to object, so he let him go.

"Severus, school starts tomorrow."

Snape cut the steak, and replied calmly, "Yeah."

"Severus..."

Snape suddenly remembered something, "At school, you must call me Professor."

"why?"

"Why? Do you still need me to teach you such a simple question. At Hogwarts, you are a student, and I am your professor. If you don't want to be noticed because of some gossip again, Potter, it is best Do as I say."

Harry looked at Snape helplessly, "Oh, well, Severus."

"What were you trying to say just now?"

"What?" Harry froze for a moment, "Oh, I remembered. Severus, I'm going to destroy a Horcrux."

Hearing this, Snape put down the knife and fork in his hand, and frowned again, "Potter, who is self-righteous, intends to go alone?"

Although it was a question, the tone was positive.Harry wondered why Severus always guessed what I wanted to do.

"Well, Severus, this Horcrux is safe."

"As long as it is called a Horcrux, there is no safety."

Harry thought Snape was right...

"Severus, it's in Hogwarts. It's a really safe place."

"Why don't you want me to come with you, Potter."

Harry curled his lips and explained helplessly, "Horcruxes are all connected to each other. If Voldemort sensed you...I can't imagine the consequences."

Snape sensed concern in Harry's tone, yes, concern.An emotion I haven't felt in a long time.

"Harry Potter, you should know that I will not let you fool around alone."

Looking into those serious black eyes, Harry knew that he could no longer refuse.

The consequence of refusal may be that Snape investigates Ravenclaw's diadem alone, which puts Snape in a more dangerous position.

Harry nodded slightly, "We'll find it when we get back to Hogwarts, Ravenclaw's diadem."

Ravenclaw's diadem was in the Room of Requirement, and Snape, who had seen Harry's memory, also knew about it.

Snape nodded, "Well, after curfew at night, let's go to the eighth floor together."

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The next night, the little animals got together and talked excitedly about what happened during the holiday.

"Harry. The Yule Ball at Malfoy Manor was the best in the entire wizarding world. You should regret rejecting me."

Draco had invited Harry to Malfoy Manor at Christmas, but Harry had declined in order to be with Snape.

Harry also muttered in his heart, Lucius Malfoy should have invited Severus, why did Severus refuse, because of him?

Oh, don't think about that for now.He must go to Malfoy Manor, the diary is still there.

"Sorry, Draco, I really can't get away. I really want to visit Malfoy Manor. I wonder if I can go during the holidays?"

When Draco heard that Harry was going to his manor, the dissatisfaction on his face disappeared immediately, "Oh, of course. Harry. You are always welcome."

Ron on the side said angrily, "Harry, you can come to my house too."

"Oh, sure, Ron."

After breakfast, Harry went back to the cellar.When the curfew time came, Harry put on the invisibility cloak and followed Snape to the eighth floor.

Harry lifted his cloak and said to the wall, "I need a room where I can hide my things."

"Wow—" A door opened in front of the two of them, and Harry pushed it open without any hesitation.

The room is huge, and there are all kinds of things listed.

On an unremarkable shelf, Harry found the battered diadem.

He was about to reach for it, but Snape stopped him immediately, "No one with a brain would touch a black magic item with their hands."

Harry smiled at Snape, "Oh, Severus, it's messy to care about. Didn't you read my memory, it's all right."

Snape frowned as Harry picked up the diadem with his bare hands. Damn "care makes chaos"!

"What to do with it now."

"Uh." This question really stumped Harry, what to do without Basilisk Venom and Gryffindor Sword.

Snape looked at Harry stumped by the problem and knew there was no solution.

So, the two returned to the cellar.

"Severus, we can only put it in a safe place first."

"Potter, call me Professor, this is the school."

"Yes, Professor."

Snape snorted coldly, took out a wooden box protected by magic, and put the Ravenclaw tiara in it.Then put it in the potions room in the cellar.

Now that Ravenclaw's diadem is in hand, the diary needs to be dealt with next.

Harry already had a way to get into Malfoy Manor, which was a good start, and he didn't have to worry about losing his diary.

Harry let out a long sigh of relief, the first grade is almost over, let's enjoy a few days of peace.The future will get busier and busier.

Harry looked at Snape who was buried in the book again, and sighed again, alas, the road to chasing after her husband is long~

Chapter Eighteen Malfoy Manor

The holiday came as scheduled, and for Harry, the most important thing about this holiday was to go to Malfoy Manor to get the diary.

But first, Harry had to go back to his aunt's house on Privet Drive for a few days.For my aunt, although I hate it, I don't hate it.

Harry felt that Aunt Petunia's mistreatment of him was purely jealous.Aunt Petunia was jealous that he was a wizard, just as she was jealous of Lily.

Although she abused Harry, her aunt worried about him before the final battle, and even wanted to take Harry away to another place.

Harry had to admit, it made him feel affectionate.

Harry lived in Privet Drive for a week, and because the Dursleys didn't know that underage wizards couldn't use magic during the holiday, Harry spent the week leisurely.

Even Aunt Petunia gave him a little room of his own.

On the first Sunday of the holidays, an unusually beautiful owl flies to Harry's window.

Harry took the letter, fed the owl some ham, stroked its beautiful feathers, and the owl flew away.

That letter had a particularly beautiful gilt cover, with the family crest of the Malfoy family printed on it.

Harry happily opened the envelope.

To Mr. Harry Potter:

Hello.

You are Draco's best friend and I hope I will have the honor to invite you to our manor.

Finally, I wish you a happy holiday.

Your faithful friend: Lucius Malfoy.

After reading the letter, Harry felt a little surprised that it was written by Lucius himself.

Harry felt relieved when he thought about it, presumably what he had said to Lucius in Diagon Alley had worked.Lucius must have pushed Draco to make friends with him.

Harry picked up the quill, found a piece of fine parchment, and wrote a reply.

Dear Mr. Malfoy:

Hello.

Thank you for inviting me to Malfoy Manor, it has been an honor.

I'm at number four Privet Drive now, I hope you can find someone to show me the way, after all I don't know where Malfoy Manor is.

Honored Harry Potter.

Harry handed the letter to Hedwig, and Hedwig rubbed the letterhead in Harry's hand with her beak, before flying out of the window.

Harry had been waiting for a guide, but it never occurred to him that the guide was an old acquaintance of his.

His thin body was covered in an old pillowcase that was extremely dirty, his eyes were so big that it seemed that there were only eyes on the whole face, and there were also big sticky ears.

Harsh voice said, "Oh! Mr. Harry Potter! It's an honor for Dobby to meet Mr. Harry Potter."

"More than!"

"Yes, Mr. Potter. Oh, Mr. Potter called my name. Great Mr. Potter."

Harry looked at the house-elf in front of him with a dark face, it was horrifying.

"Dobby, calm down. You're here to take me to Malfoy Manor."

Dobby nodded his head, "Yes, sir. But... Dobby thinks that the Malfoys are all dark wizards and will hurt Mr. Potter." Dobby's eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Harry suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, Dobby started beating his head with the lamp frantically, "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby! Dobby shouldn't speak ill of his master."

"Oh, stop, Dobby. I order you."

Dobby paused, "Dobby is willing to obey Mr. Potter's orders."

Harry looked at Dobby with a headache, "Oh, Dobby. Then please take me to Malfoy Manor."

Dobby said excitedly, "Oh, Mr. Potter said please to Dobby, what a great savior. Great Mr. Potter, please hold me."

Potter put his hand on Dobby's shoulder.

With a "crack-crack", Harry came to the door of Malfoy Manor.

"Harry!" Draco greeted happily.

"Draco, here I come."

Draco deliberately put on an unhappy look, "Oh, Harry, I've been waiting for you at the door."

Harry shrugged helplessly, "Sorry."

Draco ordered Dobby, "Get ready for dinner."

Dobby replied respectfully, "Yes, little master," and disappeared.

Draco led Harry into the manor.

Harry looked at this huge and gorgeous manor with admiration, it was indeed Malfoy Manor.

Harry also saw many rare magical creatures and even a few white peacocks.

Seeing Harry's amazed expression, Draco raised his head proudly, "Harry, isn't our manor beautiful?"

Harry nodded heartily. "Yeah. It's gorgeous. It's the most gorgeous manor I've ever seen."

"Harry, how many manors have you been to?" Draco asked curiously.

"One."

"Um..." Draco asked regretfully.

Draco ushered Harry into the hall, where Lucius was sitting on the sofa.

Lucius got up immediately when he saw Harry coming, "Long time no see, Mr. Potter."

Harry bowed slightly politely, "Yes, long time no see. Mr. Malfoy, how are you?"

"Of course, I feel better after seeing Mr. Potter."

Harry groaned helplessly in his heart, damn noble etiquette.

"Mr. Potter, you haven't had dinner yet. Why don't we go to the restaurant?"

"of course."

The food at the Malfoys was of course delicious.

Harry ate gracefully while discussing various things with Lucius.

After talking for a long time, Lucius felt that the little savior in front of him was very knowledgeable.No matter what it is, he can say something of his own.

According to Draco, in the Forbidden Forest, Harry Potter also used Shenfeng Wuying. Being able to use such an advanced spell at the age of 11 shows that he has profound magic power.

Knowledgeable and powerful people have always been the objects that the Malfoy family is willing to make friends with.

Otherwise, Lucius wouldn't have joined the Death Eaters.

"Harry, may I call you that. You can call me Lucius, too."

"Of course, Lucius."

After the dinner, Lucius sent Draco away and took Harry into the study.

This was exactly what Harry wanted.

"Harry, what to drink."

"Uh, milk is fine."

Holding the milk in his hand, Harry asked straight to the point, "Lucius, what's the matter with me alone?"

Lucius saw that Harry was so direct, so he didn't use the noble way to beat around the bush.

"Harry. You should know how embarrassing our Malfoy family's current position is."

Harry nodded knowingly.

"After the last war, the Malfoy family is not as rich as before." Lucius sighed.

"The Dark Lord is cruel and inhuman, and punishes us from time to time. I don't know how many Cruciatus Curses I've had."

Harry just listened quietly, saying nothing.

He knew that what came next was crucial.

Chapter [-] Diary

"I think you must understand the pain of the Cruciatus Curse." Lucius knew that Harry had been under this curse when he was in the Forbidden Forest.

Harry nodded, "Yes, I'm sure Draco would be driven mad if he had a few of them."

A trace of fear flashed in Lucius' eyes, "Yes. Draco, he must never become a Death Eater."

"So. Lucius, you're making an alliance with me, aren't you?"

Lucius nodded affirmatively, "Yes, this is the only way to do it for Draco."

Lucius stared at Harry's green eyes with silver-gray eyes, "Harry, can you guarantee to defeat Voldemort?"

Harry replied very calmly, "Sure."

Yes, since he defeated once, he can defeat the second time.

Lucius was a little puzzled, "Why are you so sure."

"Give me a Pensieve."

With doubts, Lucius asked Dobby to bring a Pensieve.

Harry pulled out the memory of the outcome of the great battle and put it in the Pensieve.

Lucius put his head in the Pensieve and watched Harry defeat Voldemort.

Lucius raised his head and looked at Harry in shock, "Is this....... true?"

"Of course, Lucius. You know, memory threads can't be tampered with."

Lucius asked the same question as Snape again, "Then how did you get back?"

Harry's face darkened slightly, his clear eyes were slightly dark, "Dead.