[HP] Dark Lord's pet

Harry squeezed through the lift that didn't fully open the gate, his body full of anger and sadness.

Bellatrix Lestrange, she killed Sirius, she killed Sirius!

Harry looked left and right, he was going to find Bellatrix, he was going to kill her, to avenge Sirius!

Bellatrix had run to the telephone lift at the other end of the hall, and instead of running away as Harry rushed over, she came forward to meet him, looking at him with an oddly smug expression.

There was no space in his head to think about why Bellatrix had such an expression. His scar was burning and hurting. Harry didn't have time to worry about it. He rushed over and yelled: "Crucio !"

Bellatrix yelped, and the spell only knocked her to the ground, and she was back on her feet quickly, panting, "Haven't used the Unforgivable Curse before, have you, boy! You need to come from your heart, you need to really to inflict pain on your hopes, and to enjoy it—let me show you, shall I?"

Harry ducked around and hid behind the fountain, only to hear her yell Cruciating, and the head of the handsome wizard in the fountain was blown off.

She laughed loudly: "You can't beat me, Potter, I am the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord, I have learned the Dark Arts from him, and know many powerful spells, you can never try to compete with me- —”

"Dizzy!" Harry yelled, leaning forward, then ducked back, gripping his wand tightly.

Bellatrix cursed, he was a little sorry, he missed, his aim was still too bad, his forehead was excruciatingly painful, it affected him...

"Come out, Potter! I'll give you a chance—" Bellatrix yelled.

Harry could barely stand, and his scar hurt more than ever.

Suddenly an invisible rope bound him tightly, as if someone was holding the other end of the rope, and he flew up.

"Harry Potter." A tall, thin, hooded man looked at him coldly, with his terrifying snake-like face and red eyes with slender pupils... Harry's mind went blank , Voldemort appeared in the middle of the hall, within a foot of him!

So close that Harry's head almost exploded, and he stared blankly into those red eyes, barely able to move - in fact, he couldn't even move his fingertips.

"Let him go, Tom!" Dumbledore suddenly appeared in the hall, and Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Dumbledore was here. It seemed that the battle in the Department of Mysteries was over and he was saved!

Dumbledore stared at the extremely close distance between the two, and said calmly: "You are stupid to come here tonight, Tom, the Aurors are coming, let go of Harry!"

"Don't speak to me in a commanding tone, Dumbledore." Voldemort said coldly, reaching out his hand to the scar on Harry's forehead.Harry suddenly felt a surge of anticipation, touch him, touch him!Just like the first grade, he will be backlashed, he will be burned to ashes!

But Voldemort also seemed to know what he was thinking, and his fingers stopped very close to the scar - almost touching, but it was just a little bit, Harry was very disappointed, which also The scar on Harry's head hurt even more, and his body began to twitch.

"Tom!" Dumbledore stopped him loudly.

Voldemort curled his thin lips coldly, and glanced at Bellatrix, who nodded and walked across the hall to the elevator.

Dumbledore didn't look at Harry, he kept looking at Voldemort calmly: "Tom, we haven't seen each other since your resurrection, you have changed a little, I want to congratulate you."

Voldemort laughed silently and mockingly: "You are the same, Dumbledore. Look at the savior you taught, how fragile!"

"He is indeed excellent, but I guess it's not just your credit." Dumbledore's tone can be called pleasant.

Voldemort seemed to be irritated, and let out a cold snort.

What are they talking about? !Harry's headache was driving him crazy, and he turned his head with difficulty, not wanting to keep his eyes on the snake-like face.

Dumbledore looked at Voldemort, but Voldemort looked at Harry intently, and the situation between the three of them was deadlocked.

A moment later, the elevator opened again, and Bellatrix led a group of Death Eaters bound by invisible ropes - apparently by Dumbledore.The other members of the Order of the Phoenix supported each other and stood opposite them, pointing at them with their wands. Seeing the situation in the hall, they visibly froze.

Voldemort looked at Bellatrix, who looked a little disturbed and shook her head at his oppressive eyes.

Voldemort waved his wand with a cold face, and the restraints on the Death Eaters disappeared instantly. They were grateful to Dade, and ran over and hid behind Voldemort.

This made Dumbledore's eyes flicker again.

"You can't hurt Harry, Tom," said Dumbledore. "If you meant to trade these Death Eaters, you can let him go now."

"Let go?" Voldemort asked with a sneer.

"Harry Potter," he stretched out his hand again to stop on the scar on Harry's forehead, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it: "Harry Potter, we should be as close as one person..."

Harry looked at those red eyes in disbelief, almost suspecting that something was wrong with his ears.He looked at the Death Eaters behind Voldemort, who no doubt heard it too, and were looking at him incredulously, especially Malfoy, who Harry had never seen such a distorted expression on his haughty face, and then It was Bellatrix, her eyes were full of jealousy and puzzlement...

He turned his head to look at Dumbledore with difficulty, but he didn't see his previous loving eyes, he just looked at Voldemort coldly, this cold look Harry had never seen before, and it also made his heart feel like a stone sinking down.

He knew it, Dumbledore knew it!Harry's mind was screaming, and that's why he avoided him and kept ignoring him since his resurrection from Voldemort!

What he said is not true!He killed my parents!He killed Sirius!He is my enemy!Harry wanted to open his mouth to roar, but found his lips were joined together, making a whine that he could hardly hear himself.

Voldemort's words continued, and he looked at Harry almost gently: "I will not kill you, Harry, you are lucky to have some precious potential that can make you powerful, the potential to become a great wizard. But Now--"

Harry didn't want to hear what he said anymore, his heart was full of despair, he became Voldemort's knife, and turned his head to stab the Order of the Phoenix!He even thought Voldemort would kill him just like that.

Voldemort looked at Dumbledore: "You are just a puppet of Dumbledore, a weapon, trying to use it against me - there is something in your blood, left to you by your stupid mother, it Let me not be able to hurt you, but it is not necessary... I know the truth, I will not hurt you... If you want, I can even teach you."

He must be crazy!Voldemort is crazy!Harry murmured silently in his heart.

"Dumbledore, you are still the same, wrapped in a thick shell, huddled in Hogwarts...Let others shed blood and tears...Dumbledore, the greatest wizard, hahahaha!" Voldemort swept across the Order of the Phoenix members, laughing wildly.

"We know what kind of person he is!" The lift door was wide open, and inside were all the little wizards who came with Harry today.Neville's voice came from inside, everyone looked at him, and his face flushed red.

"Boy, you don't have a place to talk here!" Bellatrix cut him off screaming.A Cruciatus hit him.

Dumbledore blocked the statue's arm for him, and he looked at Lupine: "Take them away."

Lupine glanced at the scene hesitantly, nodded to Dumbledore, grabbed the two comatose little wizards and Apparated away, and the others followed suit.

Voldemort glanced behind him, and the Death Eaters also reacted, and quickly apparated away, but after a while, there were only three of them left in the entire hall.

Harry only felt his body fly up again, and then hit the ground hard, like a dead body.

He opened his eyes wide, but he could only see the various lights of the magic spell in the air. Occasionally, one or two statues brushed past his head, making his scalp stand up, and then shattered with a bang, and the powder mist filled the air. .

Harry's heart was pounding, he wanted to fight too, he wanted to help a little, but with all his strength, he could only move his fingertips a little.

He got anxious, can anyone see him?Is there anyone who can take care of him?He didn't want to be the unlucky ghost who was accidentally injured in the wizard duel, and died worthless!

Dumbledore seemed to hear his call, a golden centaur statue ran up, kicked him, and kicked him behind a huge stone pillar, which helped him resist most of the attacks.

Seeing nothing this time, he could only guess what the duel was going to be like by the sound of the spell and the light of colors in the air.

"Dumbledore, you are old!" came Voldemort's sharp voice, and Harry watched the two lights reflected on the wall, one gradually approaching the other, and then suppressed it.

Harry couldn't help becoming anxious for Dumbledore, the light quickly suppressed it back, and then the two kinds of light suddenly disappeared, and a burst of fire light filled a giant snake, and even the surrounding temperature rose, Harry felt The moisture evaporates rapidly.

With a crash, the water in the fountain pool suddenly gathered together and began to wrestle with the giant snake. They bit each other, and the water that had just evaporated from his body quickly covered the surface of his body at extremely high temperature, as if he wanted to Boil him.

The whizzing sound of spells sounded one after another, red light, green light, dense spells flew, and then there was the sound of explosions in the entire space, and countless fragments gathered and turned into sharp blades to attack Dumbledore.

Harry's heart was about to jump out, but the situation he imagined didn't happen, bursts of powder fell down, burying him like sand, Harry held his breath hard, those sand-like powders kept falling, piling up Into a thick layer, it is almost impossible to see where he is.

Harry really couldn't hear or see anything this time, he could only hear his own beating heart, he had difficulty breathing, his face was flushed, he was dying...

I don't know how long it has passed. "Harry, get up." Dumbledore's voice sounded.Only then did he realize that he had regained his freedom, and he quickly got up.

"Where is Voldemort—who are these people—how—" The hall was full of people, and many wizards and wizards poured out from the fireplace burning with emerald green flames. Standing at the front was Connor with a look of astonishment. Leigh Fudge.

"He was here just now!" A man yelled, "I saw him, Mr. Fudge, I swear it was You-Know-Who..."

"I know, I know, I saw him too!" said Fudge vaguely.

"He's stronger now, Connelly, we need to talk." Dumbledore stepped forward and said a few words with him, then sent Harry back to Hogwarts, who was still a little dazed.

The author has something to say: Ahhhh!What about my line spacing! !I'm drunk too!Just read it first, I will upload it again tomorrow... The comments will be replied tomorrow, I don't want to see that green error message anymore! ! !

I was about to say something...

Oh, you should be able to see who lost, right?I think the self-inflicted V is definitely no match for Lao Deng who is holding the Elder Wand. If you don’t believe me, let’s read the original book! (raise eyebrow)