[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Hogwarts, Harry stood at the entrance of the maze, looking at the audience who were arguing and the professors who were maintaining order, suddenly felt ridiculous, the anger just now seemed to be the most useless force, it only dissipated naturally The greatest effect is to help the angry person to calm down.

"Harry!" There was a scream from the audience, Hermione and Neville quickly ran down, and when they came to Harry, they slammed on the brakes, "Harry, this isn't your blood, is it?"

"No." Harry spread his hands, looked at the army of spectators who started to walk this way, and said to Hermione and Neville, "Voldemort has gone crazy, but he escaped, and fix Hogwarts as soon as possible, I'm afraid he will be very angry." Come back quickly."

"Where's Crouch? You left him there?" Neville looked behind Harry, he thought Harry would bring that man back.

"No, he was taken away by his master." Harry smiled. He let Little Barty go in to stimulate Voldemort, but Little Barty, who already thought he was Moody, would probably give Voldemort quite a surprise.

"Is it safe?" Hermione frowned. They only knew that Harry had switched places between the two, but they didn't know that Harry was playing tricks on little Barty.

"After all, he's been at school for so long." Neville also reacted and looked at Harry.

"Don't worry, he doesn't know anything." Harry nodded, took out the Portkey Triwizard Cup with his hands behind his back, and raised it high, all around cheered.

Hermione pulled Neville and Ron away in the confusion, and the twins and Percy followed after seeing this. Cedric and others also left quickly. Luna looked at the lively crowd, turned and followed everyone to the castle. direction.

Harry let out a sigh of relief, allowing Bagman and others to surround him, and then the other two people in the maze were also rescued. In his eyes, this seemingly normal thing seemed to be a silent background plate.

In the principal's office, Harry looked at Dumbledore who had returned and Algie who had been left behind, with friendly expressions, but also a little frustrated.

"Harry." Dumbledore said, "Perhaps—"

"I'm used to it, Mr. Dumbledore." Harry interrupted Dumbledore, stretched out his hand and said, "This is the fifth time, maybe, he's not ready to die, maybe, I'm not the one who can kill him." His people."

"Harry, I don't want you to see it this way. You must know that the prophecy at the time did not completely represent the future." Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, and said the sentence he regretted the most.Harry shook his head, "Sir, I'm tired, and now I just want to go back and rest."

"Harry," Dumbledore didn't stop Harry who was leaving. He didn't know why he said that sentence just now. For a moment, he only hoped that the child would not have to face Voldemort in the future, but the predicted fate was still there. Having animosity between them has made things irreversible.

"Dumbledore, this time, it's my fault." Algie lowered his head. It was true that he wasted time, but he didn't want to put Harry to death. He just thought, maybe Harry didn't necessarily, it was that savior.

"It's our fault, Algie, you can't decide this alone." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "I don't trust Harry enough either."

"So why did you say that just now?" Algee suddenly looked at Dumbledore expectantly, he hoped that Dumbledore could stand on the same front as him in this matter.

"Because I was wrong too." Dumbledore thought of Harry's performance this year and the evaluation brought back by his previous temptations. Was he wrong?For the first time Dumbledore wished that he had been wrong, which meant that he was wrong.

Alger sat in a chair, looking stiff.

At night, Harry looked at the energetic Draco and said with a smile, "Did you drink the glory potion, or the refreshment potion?"

"It's up to you." Draco held Harry's arm and disappeared into the dormitory with him. They have more things to do tomorrow, so there is something that can only be done at night.

In the alchemy hut in the Forbidden Forest, Harry looked at the blood-colored opaque jelly-like object brought over, grinned and said, "What the hell is this?" Regulus looked at Harry and Tom with stiff faces, and stared, " Please, is the one I made so ugly?"

"Uh," Draco looked back from the large cauldron, "It's not ugly, it's just that these two people are more disgusted with slimy things." Draco thought of the first time Harry met Sev After the uncle's confinement content, he vomited something dark and dark, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Ahem, dary, is it time?" Harry walked over, looked at the color-changed potion, and nodded, "It doesn't smell much worse than the pot of the main soul."

"Harry." Tom floated over. Although his state was more stable than the main soul, he didn't have a physical body, and the physical body was now a large piece of gel.

"Who told you to make trouble by yourself." With a wave of Harry's hand, he threw the gel with the size of a human head into the cauldron, and at the same time, the two powders were also poured into the cauldron. The white potion in the cauldron instantly turned silver, although it was beautiful But—"Why is it fishy and smelly, are you sure it's okay?"

"It's okay." Tom was very dissatisfied with Harry's suspicion. Although he was not as good at potions as Snape, he was still a master of potions.Harry shrugged and used the silver knife to cut into his heart. The blood groove on the back of the knife was full. Harry dripped the blood into the cauldron, and the silver turned dark red. Sure enough, there was a big difference in the formula. He remembered that Voldemort's pot was bright red. color.

"Go in." Harry pulled out the knife, fell on Draco, parted his lips and said softly, "I was tricked by the master soul during the day, and I have to bleed his Horcrux at night, really, I owe him. "

"He owes you." Draco looked at Harry distressedly, poured the blood tonic into Harry's mouth, his hand movements were very neat, and under Harry's resentful eyes, Tom threw himself into the pot and risked In the potion of steam.

"I'm going to the place where I made the puppet." Harry closed his eyes and said, "Voldemort's stone puppet is not something ordinary people can make. If he uses it on the battlefield in the future, it doesn't take much to control Dumbledore or Anyone who matters, he's invincible."

"Will you let him succeed?" Draco looked at the cauldron and hugged Harry tightly. "Is it okay to let Igg go?"

"Iggy will be caught by them." Harry shook his head, "If he is controlling Dumbledore, maybe I really won't stop him."

"Nonsense." Draco retorted: "You are not allowed to move today, and tomorrow you have to explain to Durmstrang where their headmaster has gone. There are still a lot of things waiting for you, the champion."

"Draco~" Harry softened his voice, then looked at the other party's persistent eyes, and was defeated, "Then I'll let Paul go."

Paul and his blood slaves don't have souls, so they don't have to worry about being used. Those people's research on living souls can be said to know more about things than what they eat.

"Yeah." Draco hugged Harry, and turned his eyes back to the cauldron. Now the mouth of the cauldron is covered with white smoke, which is much more restrained than the steam rising just now, and next to him, there is a Regu who is more nervous than them. Les.

"Brat." Harry was helpless, his chest was itchy, Harry unbuttoned his clothes, looked at the wound that had begun to powder, "It seems that Tom is slower than me."

"You guys, why don't you compare?" Draco's distress was replaced by surprise, and Harry's recovery was indeed what he expected, but——"Is he resurrected?"

"Excuse me." Harry pouted, "I almost died too, okay?" Draco gave up arguing with this increasingly childish savior, could his death be the same as others.

After about half an hour, the smoke in the crucible suddenly dissipated.Harry, Draco, and Regulus rushed to the front of the cauldron in an instant, looking at the dormant silver egg under the cauldron, Harry tilted his head: "Is he, egg-born?"

"Why did Voldemort come out directly?" Harry raised his eyebrows. Did Voldemort's version of the potion work too well? "What do you think will come out? A child?"

"No." A voice came from inside the egg, and a young man came out of the torn egg shell. Harry covered Draco's eyes for the first time, and then his glasses were covered by Regulus , Harry was helpless: "I always want to see the effect."

"I won't let you see it." Tom's voice was still a little tender.Harry couldn't help but tilt his head curiously, and Regulus turned his head.

"You first, put on your clothes." Regulus said in a slightly trembling voice, looking at the person standing up with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said: "Do you want to eat the eggshell?"

Tom, who was planning to cherish a good memory with Regulus, looked at the two little ghosts lying on the edge of the cauldron to ruin the atmosphere, his blood-red eyes showed a pitiful expression.Regulus looked at him, pointed to the robe on the chair, "Let's put it on first."

Tom stepped out of the cauldron. The newly resurrected him was thin and his walking was still a little unsteady, but he recovered quickly.

Harry sat on the sofa and looked at Tom who was feeling his heart and body. He took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and took a bite: "The main soul recovers much faster than you."

Draco was sitting next to him to record, and when he heard this, he turned his head and gave Harry a look, urging him to do something. "But does this count as fighting poison with poison?"

"What poison?" Tom looked at Harry. "You mean the basilisk?"

【I mean your evil and dirty soul. 】Harry smiled and spoke Parseltongue, seeing Tom's slightly changed expression, he smiled.

【Does your cutie know? ] Tom raised an eyebrow and let out a hiss that made the other two in the room frown. [Don't forget that I saved you. 】

【Have it?I deserve more credit for bringing you back to life, right? 】Harry tilted his head, 【He knows everything about me, unlike you. 】

【Are you reminding me? 】Tom suddenly reacted, froze for a moment, then smiled at Harry.

[It seems that this brain has not grown up yet. 】Harry shook his head, reached into his pocket, took out his wand and threw it to Tom【Try first.I want to see your Patronus. 】

[It seems that I can't let you feel relieved? 】The moment Tom took Harry's wand, Draco and Regulus pulled out the wand instantly.Harry shrugged [Look~]

Tom pursed his lips, smiled slightly, and pointed his wand diagonally upwards, "Call God for Guard." A new wand is always not so obedient, but Tom has Harry's blood on his body, coupled with his own powerful magic power, the Phoenix wand is in his hand. It is still usable.

A silver rabbit appeared from the tip of the wand, and Harry was startled. Tom scratched his nose and didn't know what to say, so he just threw the wand to Harry.Draco and Regulus looked at each other, and Regulus shook his wand, "Call for protection."

A silver snake appeared, coiled on the ground, and the rabbit that hadn't dissipated jumped twice and jumped into the snake's nest.The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, and with a wave of his wand, he turned into a pillow to cover his mouth, and fell to the ground laughing.

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