[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Chapter 40

The house Harry rented was at No. 76 Oak Street. This house was secretly rented by Voldemort when he came to deal with the property. Although he was punished for delaying the owl in London, after he returned, this house The house is completely his.

"What are you going to do with this house?" Draco looked at Harry as if it was his first time here. Didn't he know that this house belonged to him?

"If the professor didn't care about me at that time, I would also like to die in my own place." Harry smiled: "But I didn't expect Nagini to bite me, and I am not allowed to configure Nagini's solution. But I bet right, the professor is not a shy person."

The conversation between the two was so quiet that it looked like whispering, Harry smiled: "I let the landlord transform the house into the way I want, before Iger punishes him."

"why?"

"He turned the fireplace into a Slytherin effect. But he sculpted the heads of the couatlas wrong, making them look like a pair of lizards. And Ig found out that the man stole as a kid, so—" Harry smiled , Iger likes to eat hearts.

"Okay, before our business officially begins, I think the waiting time is enough for you to find a room to rest, we need to face the next day with energy." Harry smiled, and behind him, the lights of the houses on Oak Street came on, from 68 and Between 66 and [-], an almost white building squeezed out, why is it almost, because the gradient sea blue windows on the building bring out a feeling of a seaside villa.

"Wow, Harry, you have really good taste,"

"So retro."

"But it's so beautiful." The twins looked at the building in front of them, and put their arms around Harry's shoulders: "I hope the style inside can also be independent of the school, you know, just like you have always been."

"I won't disappoint you, but one thing is that there are no house elves in this house. If you need anything, just tell the bat at the door. It's the blood slave that Roland lent me." Ha Leigh blinked, looking at the pale-faced girls and the visibly excited Gryffindor.

"I'll change the girls' room to girls, don't worry, they only provide blood and don't suck blood." Harry smiled.

"If you mind, I think I can help." Draco blinked, "Dobby, you need to bring some elves over, after all, they are more familiar with the life of wizards."

Harry looked at those who were obviously relieved, nodded and said, "Okay, but we can still keep the bat on the door, it's actually quite nice."

Entering the house, Harry watched the few Slytherins who started to explore the new world and the Slytherins who knew that they had no energy for them to continue disappearing one after another. He turned his head and looked around, "You don't want to look around?"

Draco shook his head, and looked at Harry with some accusing eyes. Although Harry was a little confused, he vaguely felt that it was because the young master had a psychological shadow last time, "I reserved the best room for myself. Don't want to be together?"

Draco responded by shutting up and leaning closer.Harry led Draco up the second floor, looked back and forth at the portraits hanging in the hallway, and then had to admit he had forgotten which one would turn into a bedroom door.

"Who is my honest and loyal gatekeeper?" Harry spread his hands and asked the portraits.

"duang, duang." A silver jug ​​filled with wine started to play a throwing game, and the fruit next to it was thrown into the air by him/her and kept hitting, while the portrait next to it silently pointed its hand to the big jug.

"Um, why don't you talk?" Harry looked at his door.

"I'm a jug! I can't talk." The jug stood up straight and sucked back the sloshing wine.

what are you doing nowThe corners of Harry's eyes twitched, "Okay, open the door."

"You have to say the password."

"I'll see you tomorrow." Harry sighed, then looked at Draco who was about to smile, "Come in."

The flagon had hung itself on the doorknob, which happened to be a doorknob.Harry opened the door, the style inside was to his liking.

"Harry, do you want to live in the cemetery?" Draco looked at the black, white and gray in front of him, and looked over, very solemnly.Harry turned his head and knocked on Draco's forehead, "This is the latest style, low-key luxury, you know."

"You are in the dormitory, not in this style." Draco covered his forehead and looked around carefully. Indeed, everything here looks elegant and comfortable, and the light reflective lines on the fabric prove that they are not It looked so bland, and Draco was absolutely sure that Harry's new-school paintings on the wall had been bought from art shows.

"The dormitory is not my own home." Harry blinked, "This is the only thing I want."

"Isn't Spider's End?" Draco sat on the cushion that looked comfortable, and Harry actually put the cushion on the ground, but it was really comfortable.

"You can't live at your parents' house forever, can you?" Harry sneered, and then reacted, "Of course, the ancestral home doesn't count."

"Uncle Sif lives at his parents' house too." Draco folded his arms and looked at Harry, "And it's not the ancestral house."

"That's because he's special. My dad must be different." Harry turned and poked at a bat decoration on the bedside. The blond-haired and blue-eyed boy stood in front of Harry's bed. Harry knew what the boy was up to after seeing the boy's facial features, and he immediately had the urge to kill Roland. "Go to the living room and wait for the guests to come."

The beautiful boy raised his head, his washed blue eyes were weeping, Harry stared: "Go."

"Harry, what does he do?" Draco rarely saw Harry's direct anger.Harry turned his head, "You'll know when you grow up. Go wash up first. Dobby should have brought all your clothes over."

Draco blinked, nodded and went to wash up.Harry looked at himself, went to the shower next door, and took a quick shower, Harry thinking about what he was going to do tomorrow.

The clock struck midnight, and Harry caught the man in his pajamas, "Happy Birthday Harry."

"Thank you, Draco." Harry smiled, "Remember the birthday present I gave you?"

"You mean the glasses? Didn't you let me stay at home?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Do you have it with you?" Harry nodded, the glasses were one of his alchemy products, but he couldn't let Nico know.

"Well, it's in the coat." Draco turned over and took out the small eye that was about the size of the pendant from his pocket. Harry also wore a chain on it, but because it was too weird to wear glasses, Draco Just keep it in your pocket.

"Put it on." Harry smiled, telling Draco to put the glasses on the bridge of his nose.The glasses automatically turned into normal size, and the world in Draco's eyes began to change, the secret room in Harry's house, the secret passage, the protection spell, and those blood slaves disguised as bats, moving statues, people in the painting who visited the door, and so on. There are lights next door.

"Merlin." Draco looked at the things in front of him. Some of the furniture he thought were Muggles actually had many hidden compartments. There was a small secret room in the wall of Harry's room, which was full of It's all books.

"Do you know why I don't let you stay at home?" Harry blinked, "But you can use it here and Hogwarts. Some organs are magical spaces, even if you see them, you have to find the entrance, but some don't, Just break through the wall."

"It's, your birthday." Draco blinked, "Aren't you the one who should be waiting for the gift?"

"Your expression after wearing this is a gift." Harry didn't hide his smile: "Really, it's so dumb. Hahahahahaha"

"Harry! POOTER!"