[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Chapter 34

Lucius left Hogwarts, and instead of returning to the Ministry of Magic to deepen his relationship with Fudge, he returned to Malfoy Manor.

"How is Xiaolong?" Narcissa got up immediately when she saw her husband come back.Lucius smiled, "It's okay, but I don't think the new savior's book is very good."

"Xiaolong called you over because of Potter?" Narcissa frowned slightly, "What did Potter say?"

"The injury he suffered in the secret room doesn't seem to be that simple. He almost forced Fuji as an ally today. I don't think Xiaolong agrees with him making Fuji his ally." Lucius pulled his wife Sit down, "Sissy, Harry is a child after all, he trusts you and Xiaolong, because you are no threat to him. So, don't let him erase this trust."

"I know, I've always regarded him as a child." Narcissa smiled and leaned on her husband's shoulder, "I think Xiaolong will be luckier to have such a friend than his grandfather back then."

"What is Dumbledore going to do? Is the school still closed?" Narcissa felt the stiffness in Lucius' arm and changed the subject.

"No, they will be back soon." The corner of Lucius' mouth suddenly twitched: "I think it was Dumbledore who pushed Harry away with his own hands. Although his methods are very good, Harry is always a Gryffindor, if someone treats him well, he will return a thousand times over."

"Gryffindors, they don't have such good qualities. That's the tradition of the Potter family." Narcissa chuckled, "He thought Sirius could be kept secret. But he didn't know that it was Harry's intention. Of."

"Speaking of Sirius, the escaped mouse hasn't been found yet, so how can we solve the case for him?" Lucius frowned, "I think Harry needs a special Christmas gift."

"Are you paying too much attention to Harry?" Narcissa raised her eyebrows and looked at her husband with interest, "It feels like you don't usually appreciate him."

"It is the tradition of the Malfoy family to be able to bring talents into the side, and Harry, his performance has exceeded my expectations, but he still lacks some training." Lucius smiled: "Some, really Relatives who don’t need to operate.”

Hogwarts, Draco looked at the comatose Harry, his face darkened, he heard what he said to Fudge just now, was it on purpose or not?And why did he faint immediately after his father left?

"Draco." Harry slowed down, looked at the kid with a tangled face, and grinned. "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about why you fainted, I didn't even have time to react." Draco frowned, hesitating whether he should ask what happened just now.

"You must be thinking about what happened just now." Harry got up from the cushion and looked at Draco, "Dumbledore's means are too high, I need to give Fudge some confidence, saying that is just an excuse. I am very happy , you are willing to believe me."

"You know I can hear you?" Draco raised an eyebrow, looking at Harry with a sly expression.

"I know." Harry smiled and said sincerely: "I won't cooperate with that villain, he will sell me out at the critical moment."

"I want to sell you right now. You have become the savior, and your worth has increased a lot." Draco looked into Harry's eyes, although they were hollow, he could feel the sincerity in them, which may be It's an illusion, because this guy doesn't even change his face when he lies.

"Little Dragon, can you bear it?" Harry sighed and fell down on the cushion, pondering for a moment, "Perhaps, we will be able to have a holiday soon."

"Soon, but now you have to go to St. Mungo's." Draco looked at the savior who jumped up and fell to the ground in an instant, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

At Madam Pomfrey's suggestion, Dumbledore agreed to have Harry inspected in St. Mungo's. At the same time, Dumbledore had a higher evaluation of Harry's strength. they need.

In St. Mungo's Department of Magical Injury, Harry was lying on the hospital bed for the doctor to examine, and his eyes still could only see color patches.

"I'm afraid, he needs to rest for at least four months to recover." The doctor looked at the feedback of the spell and shook his head.

Harry grabbed Snape's sleeve helplessly, he had been resuscitated, and he still had the blood of the vampire in his body, why couldn't he recover?

"What hinders recovery?" Snape looked at the doctor named Allen with a cold face.

"I don't know about this either. Harry can't explain the injury process clearly. It's hard for me to judge." Alan looked bitter. Scared, it seems that it is not impossible? "I can only guess that it has something to do with the power in the Philosopher's Stone."

"The Philosopher's Stone, mixed with the blood of the Phoenix, plus Harry's own flesh and blood, this is the collision of light and darkness." An old man's voice came, not Dumbledore, much calmer than Dumbledore.

"Phoenix's blood?!" Allen screamed. The phoenix is ​​invulnerable to water and fire. Tears are already an extremely precious potion material, and even a sacred product for healing, and there is only Phoenix blood that has been heard of before. Allen turned to the door , another scream, "Nicole May!!"

"Master, you just said, the blood of the phoenix?" Harry turned to the light gray mass at the door, and there was a bright purple figure beside him.

"Yes Harry, your bravery and loyalty summoned Fawkes, who voluntarily donated blood to heal your arm." Dumbledore smiled, "If you can receive this power, it must be of great help to you .”

"Power? The power of the Sorcerer's Stone?" Harry actually wanted to go back to Hogwarts, but if he recovered too quickly in Hogwarts, it might arouse Dumbledore's suspicion.

"Yes, the Philosopher's Stone contains powerful power, and can even refine the potion of immortality." Nicolas said with a smile, "but the most magical thing about it is that it can discern souls."

Soul, upon hearing this sensitive word, the corners of Harry's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and Snape's face beside him also changed, although he always had this expression.

"Only souls that are strong enough and pure enough will be accepted by the Sorcerer's Stone, otherwise they will be burned to ashes by it. You will become like Quirrell if Fox arrives at all." Nicole May said with a smile : "Not to mention that it has been completely absorbed by you now."

Master, you're a bit of a joke, Sorcerer's Stone!Harry looked around blankly, who can explain to him?

"The flame I put on the box is what I used to refine the Philosopher's Stone. It is enough to melt the Philosopher's Stone. Blood is the best medium for melting the Philosopher's Stone. The blood of the Phoenix is ​​hot but gentle. Plus Harry you With his own talent, I have to say that all of this is too coincidental, like Merlin meeting King Arthur." Nicole May became more and more excited as she spoke, until finally she sat by Harry's bedside.

"I think what we should be concerned about now is Harry's recovery time." Snape looked at the two old men who were smiling more and more relieved, and gritted his back teeth.

"It depends on Harry's own talent. Any potions and magic circles will not help, after all, these are your own powers." Dumbledore shook his head meaningfully.

"But my studies and exams." Harry sat on the bed with his back bent, looking unhappy.

"I can help you with your lessons." Nicole May, a person who has lived more than 800 years, can see through Harry's not-so-superb acting skills and his purpose behind it at a glance. "But you have to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?" Harry responded quickly, a little anxious, and revealed his purpose. In the next second, even though he couldn't see the expressions on the faces of several people clearly, Harry stuck out his tongue and smiled.

"If I find you lazy, you will be punished." Nicole May smiled, "You are a smart boy."

"I think so too." Harry chuckled, then was taken aback, and looked at Nicolas as if he suddenly remembered something, "Just now, Master, you said that the Philosopher's Stone can brew the elixir of life?"

"It's just extending the lifespan. Immortality is far from being achieved." Nicole May nodded. This child is really smart, so smart that he was expecting it.

"So that's the case." Harry nodded vaguely, "It seems that what is said in the book may not be correct." There was silence in the space.

Dumbledore began to wonder if Quirrell had said something to Harry that aroused his suspicion, while Snape was silently looking at the ceiling, and the connotation here could not make him think deeply.Nicole May began to consider whether the savior could be his last disciple.

"Harry, you - Headmaster, Professor, old sir." Neville rushed in the door, slammed on the brakes and bowed one by one.

"Neville, why are you here?" Harry shifted his gaze to the white ball of light at the door.Neville nodded: "I heard that you came to St. Mungo's, so I came to see you. Hermione and Ron also came, and Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley, they said, thank you."

"Thank you?" Harry tilted his head. "Did I do anything?"

"In the Chamber of Secrets, if you didn't stop Quirrell and Voldemort, they wouldn't be able to wait for the professor to arrive." Neville chuckled, "Can I let them in?"

"Sorry, I'm a little tired. Wait, Neville, come here." Harry stopped Neville who wanted to go out. "I think you still owe my dad an apology."

"I'm sorry, Professor Snape, we shouldn't have doubted you." Neville scratched his head and bowed to Snape, but Harry grabbed his wrist and couldn't leave in time. "Harry?"

"We have to wait for the other party to accept the apology, right?" Harry smiled happily, but everyone in the room could clearly feel that Harry's behavior seemed to be aimed at someone, or he was disgusted with some arrangements.Maybe these adults were guilty, maybe Harry really did it on purpose, but at this time, no one would ask.