[HP] Similar but different

Saturday was the first Quidditch match of the school year, Gryffindor vs Slytherin.Harry had scheduled a team battle meeting for late Friday, but everyone could see that his mind was wandering and his mind was absent.

The players were worried.Others asked Ron in private, but Ron was also at a loss.He tried to ask Harry, but Harry didn't want to talk to anyone at all.

When it came time to play, that concern proved to be overly simplistic.Not to mention catching the Snitch, Harry almost got hit by a Bludger several times - if Jimmy and Richie hadn't been keeping an eye on his side.At halftime, Ginny couldn't help yelling at Harry, but it didn't work.

In the end, Gryffindor lost without a doubt.Everyone complained, but when they found that Harry didn't respond to Malfoy's provocation, they finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

As Harry's friend, roommate and team member, Ron was entrusted with important tasks by everyone. "What's the matter with you?" He followed closely behind Harry who was sprinting down the corridor, puzzled, "What happened yesterday?"

"He pissed you off, didn't he?" Hermione followed Harry, holding a book. "Before Defense Against the Dark Arts, you were fine! What did he say?"

After losing the game, Harry was already in a bad mood, and it was even more annoying to hear about Voldemort. "None of his business," he replied firmly.

Hermione didn't believe it at all. "Come on, Harry! Shall I remind you that you didn't have any tuition at all yesterday?"

"Because it's canceled, okay?" Harry was upset, "Please stop following me and leave me alone!"

The words were so loud that the statues in the corner jumped.Ron and Hermione had to stop, staring at Harry as he turned the hallway, while looking back at each other. "What happened to him?" Hermione asked inexplicably. "They didn't say a few words yesterday?"

"I'm still surprised, Harry said it's not about the You-Know-Who?" Ron was more puzzled than she was, "Couldn't it be him who turned himself into a blowfish that was about to explode?"

"Is it because the tutoring was cancelled?" Hermione guessed.

Ron immediately glared at Hermione with an expression of disbelief. "Isn't everybody just as nice as you?" he exclaimed. "Harry's reaction, if I ask you, was like arguing with a girlfriend!"

"...What did you say?!" Hermione was shocked.

Ron was also shocked when he realized his reference. "I'm just--just saying it!" He waved his arms wildly, "It's just a hypothesis, don't take it seriously!"

Hermione shut her mouth tightly.Ron thought she accepted the explanation and heaved a sigh of relief. "Let's go to the auditorium," he suggested, "I'm starving, and I can save something for Harry if I go early." He paused, then suddenly cheered again: "I forgot to remind Harry that next week is Halloween It's the ball! If he can find a pretty girl for company, maybe the matter will be settled?"

Harry didn't know that Ron planned to help him find out any pretty girls who would dance with the famous Harry Potter first.He walked wildly, and by the time he realized it, he was already on the astronomical tower.The weather was not good, and the wind was cold, which was no different from his mood.

If it wasn't what I thought, why didn't Voldemort just tell me what it was?

That man has never been frank, you should have known that a long time ago?Another voice seemed to answer him in his mind.

But he should!Harry thought angrily, how would I know if he didn't tell me?And his previous convictions...

So he's right: you don't believe him, and he doesn't expect you to; it's just plain wrong for two people like that to be together.In this case, it is a wise choice to stop loss in time.

Harry found he didn't want to hear anything like that again.There is no right and wrong, and there is no timely stop loss, he yelled in his heart, no!

You were too impulsive, the voice commented calmly, he might have meant to explain, but your attitude made him feel unnecessary.Or, he just waits for you to provoke a head, and he can say what he has been preparing for a long time.

Harry froze, then thumped the floor hard.He remembered - Voldemort just wanted to leave, and he was really irritated by the perfunctory display.

So he really regrets it, right?He asked the voice in his mind, angry and hurt.

Oh, I'm not sure if he'll regret it, the voice replied subtly, you don't think right and wrong can apply to love, and he probably thinks love itself is wrong - by the way, have you thought about Dark Lord and Is it such a scary thing that the savior really loves each other?

In all fairness, Harry found this really scary; but what was even scarier was that he couldn't seem to find a reason to refute it.Are we... finished?

It might be more accurate to describe it as never really started, the voice replied ruthlessly.

Why at this time?Harry pressed weakly, why again?

But the answer to that question doesn't need to be given by another person in his head, because it's obvious—whatever Dumbledore said undoubtedly caused Voldemort to re-examine the subtleties of their standing on the dangerous wall. relationship; Voldemort is good at controlling people's hearts, and it is impossible not to notice Harry's restraint and suspicion these days.So when he said it, the balance was broken, and the undercurrent under the illusion of nothing happened was triggered.

Harry couldn't blame anyone else, their conflicts had always been obvious, after all.He just wanted to know what Voldemort was going to do next, and how he should react.

Come to think of it, the voice in his head continued to advise Harry that he had no interest in teaching per se, that the only thing that attracted him at school was the strength you could bring to him.Now that things have gone awry, he may realize that he really can't get what he really wants from you.So……

He will leave? !

Harry jumped up, bumping his head against the metal planetarium and not paying attention.No, absolutely not!

At the same time, Voldemort was sitting in the middle of the heavy stone room, eyes closed and deep in thought.After a long sleepless night, he believed it was time for him to make a new decision. "Two months have passed, and I haven't gotten anything new and valuable. I think it's meaningless to stay at Hogwarts." He mused, eyes still closed.

By the light of the candle, Tom was reading a book in the picture frame, and frowned at this. "You mean you gave up?"

"The boy is in some ways as stubborn as Dumbledore," Voldemort stated unemotionally. "It would be a waste of time to go on."

Seeing the man's calm reaction, Tom nodded hesitantly. "It's not impossible - after all, you and him will have amazing power, even Dumbledore can't use it."

Voldemort agreed. "Dumbledore is old. Even if I can't get more powerful, in a few years, no one can stop me. I have waited so long, and I can't be ruined by impatience."

Tom thought, and nodded again. "So, you plan to go back to the original plan? You take his blood, and he takes your soul, but they have nothing to do with each other?"

"The boy's magical ability is not enough to break the deadlock, and this is something that Dumbledore can't intervene." Voldemort affirmed, "Not the best choice, but not the worst either."

Tom pondered for a while longer. "There may be a small problem," he suggested cautiously. "You can't lay your hands on the boy for obvious reasons, and he will most likely become an obstacle in your path."

Voldemort nodded slightly. "I figured it out. He's always happy to stop me from doing what he thinks is bad, as long as he knows. If I leave Hogwarts, there's no one overseeing his Occlumency. That means, if I want to be free, It requires a safe enough ideological distance.”

"Safe enough means far enough. You don't just want to leave Hogwarts." Tom was a little surprised, but those surprises quickly turned into reality, "Europe or North America?"

"Perhaps both," Voldemort replied, poking his finger at the map spread out on the table—a few ink figures moved quickly and bowed respectfully to him, "Rodolphus and Rabstein reported the progress and Not going well, Germanic people are too wary of secret organizations, I'll have to see for myself. North America is a bit better, but neither Dolohov nor Travers can control themselves perfectly yet, I'm more worried about them not paying attention Make things out of hand.”

"It can't be done in a while." Tom's expression became serious, "Let's leave it to Batty?"

"Oh, Barty always sorts things out. And besides Bella and Mulciber to help him, and others," said Voldemort, "I'm sure they won't be caught by the Order of the Phoenix."

Tom closed the book with a snap. "Speaking of the Order of the Phoenix," he was slightly curious, "Did Dumbledore know?"

Voldemort shook his head. "I don't think he'll be happy knowing that. It's the opposite of what he's used to insisting on. Also, if I'm at school, Dumbledore can make sure I'm not spending those hours on things he doesn't want to see," he said. When he got here, he snorted coldly, "But it's much easier to leave Hogwarts than to go in. If he really needs a professor so much, I'll let Bella go."

"Although Bella has been studying well—including the past year—she will probably take this as your punishment for her." Tom couldn't help laughing, "And you really don't think Dumbledore would be more willing Looking for someone else instead?"

Voldemort waved his hand nonchalantly. "Let him do it, it has nothing to do with me. Or if I remove the curse, he will have nothing to say."

"Remove the curse? Does that mean the boy must not know?" Tom asked again, but his tone was firm.

A pair of emerald eyes appeared unexpectedly in his mind, shock and panic mixed with obvious pain, Voldemort twisted strangely inside. "That's right," he opened his eyes, his eyes subconsciously fell on the silver ring of the double-headed snake, his tone was heavy, "but if he is smart enough, he will know that this is actually in his best interest."

"While I agree with you, I very much doubt he would think so," said Tom, terrified. "Do you remember how he reacted last time?"

The strange feeling became more and more prominent.Voldemort suspected that it might be because the portrait was right, and he was too demanding of the young Gryffindor - if Harry had been able to rationally judge gains and losses, they would not have come to this point. "It doesn't matter." He said, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking from the tone of his voice. "No matter how he reacts, he will be powerless by the time he knows it, and Dumbledore will do his best to make sure he doesn't act impulsively."

"It's better like this." Tom muttered, obviously he didn't want to be yelled at by a savior holding a tie again.

The stone house fell into silence again.Voldemort closed his eyes again, trying to get out of his mind what he thought should be discarded.Because he came to a very simple conclusion——

Feelings blinded, love made fools; he started thinking about them for himself and that meant the Dark Lord's downfall.He should even do some self-doubt for his touching of Harry: he's indulged himself too much, and it's nowhere near the time to indulge.Harry is a reckless Gryffindor lion, young and energetic, never good at controlling his emotions; on the contrary, he was taken away, which is simply unforgivable.

Taking a step back, why did he have to choose the most difficult one?

The author has something to say:

The commemorative addition of the first deep-water torpedo in this article, thank you Zhenbai~

In addition, maybe someone has already seen why lv wants to cancel the tutoring?