[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Harry got up and looked at the castle that Roland had demolished, "It's back to normal." The black bricks and ceilings were restored to their original state, and Harry saw Draco who had fallen asleep beside him. This little noble probably hadn't been sitting up and sleeping since he was born. have you been?

"Roland, help me find a guest room." Harry walked over, picked up Draco who was already asleep, and thought to himself that he must have been frightened this day, otherwise he couldn't just fall asleep like this.He didn't know that Draco was called up for training after five o'clock, and was dragged out by Harry before he had time to eat at noon.Harry drank a glass of goat's milk anyway, Draco didn't drink any water and rice, and he was sleepy and hungry at the moment.

When Harry moved at this moment, Draco opened his eyes in a daze, "Dobby, take my dinner to the bedroom."

Harry raised his eyebrows, Dobby, that doesn't sound like a personal name.But hearing this sentence, Harry also understood that the kid was starving.

"Okay, you go to bed first." Harry laughed, the brat's hair was still quite soft after being ruffled by him.

"When did you change your name to Dobby?" Roland shook his head seeing Harry's expression, "The little devil has become Mammy."

"Shut up, you old goblin."

"I'm much prettier than a goblin!" Roland stared, "Find the guest room by yourself." After speaking, he disappeared in front of Harry.

Harry shrugged, and casually grabbed a bat that was following him, "Which room is empty?"

"I, I'll take you there." The bat trembled, and then turned into a human to lead the way.

Harry put Draco on the bed, and his body disappeared. He remembered that there was a restaurant with good craftsmanship in the valley near Roland's house.Two plates of braised pork knuckle were brought over, plus a jug of juice, and Harry steadied himself, then shook the meat in front of Draco's nose.

"Smells good." Draco shrugged his nose, rubbed his eyes, and saw Harry sitting at the table cutting meat.

"Authentic stewed pork knuckle, would you like some?" Harry handed a sliced ​​portion to Draco, "I scared you today, wouldn't you eat nothing in the place of the blood clan?"

In fact, even if it is a Muggle place now, Draco still has to eat. "Blood, you said that is a blood and not a vampire?"

"Yeah." Harry started to shave his share, and then saw the little noble who was eating suddenly stopped, and then said: "When my father finds him, I will probably discuss cooperation with him."

"Ah, you kid has a lot of business experience." Harry smiled and took a sip of juice.

"You're not too old, why call me a brat." Draco protested, "My name is Draco."

"Harry, Harry Potter." Harry looked at the kid with bulging cheeks in front of him, and blinked; "choking?"

"Do you know that the wizarding world has been looking for you for nine years?" Draco swallowed. His family's situation is special, so he naturally knows a little more than others. For example, Longbottom was not at Potter's house that night. Another example is that Dumbledore made a statement that Longbottom was the savior three years after Potter disappeared.His father had already reminded him of this, not to get too close to Longbottom.

"I haven't found it for nine years, isn't it a little stupid?" Harry passed the juice jug over, chewing on the pork in his mouth.He had planned to take the steak just now, but this one was more expensive, and the portkey he used to pay the bill was a jeweled brooch, which was very valuable.

"They're stupid if you keep calling Hallett." Draco shrugged, since his family wasn't involved in the search anyway.

"HELOT." Harry spelled out his name leisurely, "means slave."

Draco choked up suddenly, he had always thought Harry's pseudonym was a German word, or Spanish, Austrian, or somewhere else.

"What about it?" Harry smiled, "Anyway, my name is Harry now, isn't it?"

"Yeah. Harry, you can call me Draco." If this was the real savior, he thought, a savior familiar with the dark would be much more negotiable than the Longbottoms.

"You can't come in like this." The voice of the blood slave appeared, "The master is resting."

"Master? Who is your master?" A cold voice came, and Harry rolled his eyes. Roland must have done it on purpose, otherwise he wouldn't have heard it.

"It's His Royal Highness Prince Roland, you can't—ah!"

"He hurt my blood slave." Roland appeared at the door and looked at Harry, "Do you pay or he pays?"

"You tell me who came first?" Harry wiped his mouth, pushing the rest away.

"A similar person in black clothes, but I didn't smell him." Roland blinked, "Is that the person you're looking for? Huh?"

"I'll pay, he has no money." Harry narrowed his eyes and smiled, and then said, "Which country do you want, noble or commoner, virgin or boy?"

"I've been interested in the daughter of a governor of Bavaria for a long time." Roland asked unceremoniously, and he and Harry never expressed their gratitude.

"Within five days, I'll let Blackstone's people go." Harry nodded, "Send it here, or where to pick it up?"

"If you get it out, I will naturally. Her brother-in-law is a duke, so it's not easy to deal with." Roland smiled, "Good luck."

"You bastard." Harry stared, but the smile didn't fade from his face.Draco looked at the two in surprise, were they discussing a human deal just now?Moreover, the blood slave, it sounds like, is not a good thing.

"Let's go, Draco." Harry took Draco Apparation downstairs, stood in front of Snape, Harry hugged Snape's waist, and whispered before his anger soared: " I'm sorry, I didn't bring Draco here on purpose." It's really kind of you to come here first.

Snape's anger subsided a little, at least he really was a kid.After Harry was behind, Draco felt a little lost, why didn't his father come over?

"Uncle Sev." Draco nodded.

"Lucius can't leave the country easily, he's in a hurry, give me this so I can find it." Snape called Draco over, rubbed his head and said.

Harry lowered his head, hearing Snape's soft tone, muffled: "I'm going to Bavaria."

After speaking, Harry disappeared in front of Snape.He hasn't been to Bavaria, but that doesn't mean he hasn't been to the Blackstone Guild.Many times he found potions for Voldemort through the people of Blackstone.

Harry's body has recovered, and his strength has also increased. In addition, there is a feeling of suffocation in his heart, so the few troublemakers on the road were directly knocked down by him. Unlike before, it was solved by a spell, but a violent beating. With such a great strength, it can kill people directly.

"Who is this who made our slave baron angry?" A teasing voice appeared, but fell off after smelling Harry's body, "The prince gave you a first hug? He forced you? So Are you angry?"

"It's just a drop of blood, not a first embrace." Harry saw Basara, and opened his posture: "Anyway, you can't be beaten to death, so fight with me."

"No, but I can find one for you." Basara's whole body trembled, a drop of blood, the blood of the vampires is poisonous, if you drink it, you will die, or you will become a blood slave. Harry is not a blood slave. It's not the case of the first hug, or it's the blood of his heart, he dare not touch it anymore.Basara caught a werewolf from the bar next door. The manic werewolf saw the child in front of him and thought it was a prey, but he didn't recognize that it was the only child who dared to come here, Baron.

Harry snapped his wrists and punched the werewolf's big mouth. The deformed werewolf completely absorbed the wolf's habits, and he opened the werewolf's jaw with both hands. The next second, the werewolf's skull appeared at Basara's feet .

"You, come here." Harry pointed at Basara again, and Basara was about to beg for mercy with a bitter face, when Roland nodded to him behind him.Basara accepted his fate. If he was beaten up by the little baron, he might be able to let the prince feed him a blood slave.

The higher the level of the blood slaves, the better the food they feed. Not only is the blood sweet, but it is also not easy to die.

Harry finished venting on Basara, his fellow baron, who was about to turn into a bat.Roland shrugged in the dark, much worse than he was back then.A certain prince completely forgot the result of his turning into a bat for a certain affair. (The turning into a bat here is just a metaphor. The power they master can turn into a bat, but the body is not a bat.)

A vampire can't be easily beaten to death unless it hits the heart directly, but it is too difficult to take out a vampire's heart.

"Harry, what are you doing here? Where's Nagini?" When the welcoming guests saw Harry, his attitude was much better than that of Basala before. He knew that when Nagini was not around, the baron preferred to be called Harry.

"She won't appear by my side anymore." Harry smiled: "I owe Roland a favor, and I want to go to Bavaria to help him find a girl as a blood slave, but this girl has a duke's brother-in-law, their duke, you know , The sense of territory is very strong. Is there anyone willing to help? I will pay double the commission, as soon as possible, I will be back within five days."

Harry looked at the guests, "Who does that werewolf at the door belong to? You can find me for revenge." The bloody smell of killing wolves couldn't hide the people with sensitive noses, and there were a lot more people with calm faces.

"I want three, one to attract the Duke's attention, two to arrange the camouflage route, and the rest, is there anyone who doesn't get motion sickness?" Harry smiled, his thin fingers wagging mischievously.

Three days later, Harry showed up at Blackstone with three assistants and a girl, "Damn it, she's dizzy with apparition."

The other three didn't look very good either. They took their money bags and went to the counter. Harry had saved a lot of money in Blackstone. "Not many people won't faint when they are carried for the first time." The welcoming guests looked at Harry who had changed his equipment, "Do you still have time to buy yourself a suit?"

"Yeah. I like their style very much." Harry patted the bag beside him, "I brought a lot, do you want it?"

"Unless I become a child again in 50 years, but then these things in your pocket will be obsolete." The welcoming guest smiled: "Roland is already waiting for you."

"Give him the person directly, I have to go out." Harry pulled the dizzy girl to the welcoming guest, "Is there any mission to America or Asia recently, I need some cash."

"He also brought a man in black and a child, who looked very cute." He greeted the guests: "They have been waiting here for two days."

"Wait for me, or wait for the savior." Harry sneered, turned and walked towards the bar.