[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

"It's not targeting." Draco looked at Ron and explained in a rare way: "It's revenge, because he ignored him last semester. He watched Harry die when we needed guidance most. "

"What Harry does is his own decision," Ron retorted. "No one asked him to use his identity as a Gryffindor to be the guardian of Slytherin."

"This is my own decision." Harry's eyes were cold, and it was the first time that there was coldness in his blue eyes in front of them. "It has nothing to do with what happens next."

"But you know he's still alive. Isn't it because you want to be the guardian of Slytherin to give yourself a way out? What do you call him, do you dare to say it?" Ron stood up directly, "Are you A savior who grew up around him."

"Oh, this news really surprised us." Pansy smiled and said, "Then we Slytherin also have an extra way out? Ron Weasley, I want to know who told you this news? Or, did you meet someone at the Ministry of Magic? When they were going to die."

"I'm glad you know this, Pansy Parkinson, and this matter has never been a secret to us." Ron's blue eyes dodged a little, "As for, when they were going to die, you What to do? All Slytherins are restrained by our savior, your Guardian, aren't they?"

"Ron, this is my decision and has nothing to do with anyone else." Harry frowned: "If you need an explanation, I can tell you and we can talk about it alone."

"Heh, can I have a chance to talk to the savior alone?" Ron sneered, "And what I want is not an explanation, but an action! It's my family, and the people I care about don't have to worry about your decision anymore." To take risks, to be implicated by you!"

"The Weasley family has never participated in any dangerous actions. This is my promise to the twins, otherwise why do you think I would leave you alone?" Harry asked in surprise, "I have never implicated anyone in the Weasley family." one person."

"Really? What about George? What about Fred? They contacted you before everyone here? You let them hide their cooperation with Malfoy, do you know that it will get them kicked out of the house?" ?”

"Ron, you need to calm down." Hermione looked at Ron who was not in the right mood, and stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Really? And when will the next time I have the right to speak, when my family is finally sacrificed?" Ron took a step back. "I shouldn't have been involved in the first place, Harry Potter, You never considered me a friend."

"Ron." Neville looked at Ron, "Harry just doesn't want to implicate you."

"What about you? Ron Weasley will always be the one left behind. He doesn't stand out in anything, and even the division of labor is not easy to position, isn't he? Also, why, such an important matter, Professor Snape, Rhyme Professor Si and even Professor Norwich are not here? Have you excluded everyone from Hogwarts?" Ron became more and more emotional, and he didn't even know what he was talking about.

"Ron, you really need to calm down." Looking at Harry's frown, Neville knew that he was still worried about Snape's situation, and this time no professor participated, perhaps, because the professors There can't be any missions scheduled, they can't find a new replacement now.Neville didn't realize that from the bottom of his heart, he didn't put Dumbledore's arrangement first, and it was the same at this time.

"Yeah, impulsive and reckless Ron Weasley." The corners of Draco's mouth curled up. "Are you proving your incompetence?"

"Draco," Hermione said, "shut up, too."

"I feel that this kind of debate is much more exciting than the study group." Pan Xi suddenly smiled and said, "Luris, are you there? My dear, I want a glass of orange juice."

"I think it's better for Blaise to do this job." Harry stood up, pointing to the study on the side, "If you don't mind, Mr. Weasley."

"Which one are you calling?" Ron pointed to Percy, who had been silent on one side. "There are two Weasleys here, but I'm the only one worried about things at home?"

"Harry, I'll take care of it." Sirius stopped Harry, then looked at Ron, "You can choose to come out with me, or go in with him."

"Siris," Ron looked at Sirius with a disbelieving expression, but two seconds later, he chose to go out with Sirius.

Harry sat back in his seat, "Continue."

Two hours later, Harry sent the guests away, but Sirius and Ron who went out did not come back.Harry sat on the low stool by the door, "famliy."

"Well, there is another home for you to experience, do you want to go?" Draco hugged Harry from behind, looked at his hands and said, "Father may have suitable gloves for you."

"I hope the color is not silver, he seems to be insisting that I wear Malfoy's color." Harry chuckled, turned his head and kissed Draco softly, "Now?"

"I've been out for more than two days, and you always have to go back and be punished." Draco smiled, "Also, you're going to prepare a birthday present for me."

"Well, I'd better find something to do first." Harry squinted and smiled, and then saw a gift left by Roland on the sofa, "Maybe let's see Roland's gift first?"

"My dear, you really have nothing to do with him?" Draco always felt that this vampire would pose some threat to him.

"Believe me, he and I won't get together, it's just - it's always close, and it's not because of me that he stays in London now." Harry blinked: "He seems to be hiding from someone, so he doesn't want to go back."

"He has a house in London?"

"Come on, he's got castles all over the world." Harry blinked, "but some are now national parks and cemeteries."

Harry smiled and opened the box Roland left behind, then narrowed his eyes and said, "This guy actually gave me a very tempting task at this time."

"What?" Draco leaned over to look at the letter that Roland left behind, "Where is this?"

"Caribbean, it's a ship." Harry burned the letter, "but I won't go."

"You said it was very tempting."

"Just wanted to let you know how hard it was for me to turn down this invitation. Make it up to me?"

"Huh?" Draco looked at Harry, pushed him and said, "Go, go, you go, I don't care."

In the Malfoy house, Harry looked at the person in front of him, gritted his teeth and looked at the big Malfoy with a normal face, "Really, thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Lucius smiled, "I think Mr. Flamel will also be very worried about why his students can't finish their homework on time. He even made himself like this."

With helplessness and powerlessness on his face, Lucius turned to Nicolas and said, "We can't help it." I don't know if it was Harry or the injury on Harry's hand.

"I think this would be a good research direction." Regulus looked at Harry, "Right? Harry?"

"What are you doing here?" Harry didn't dare to look at the angry Nicolas May, and chose to start with Regulus, who was more talkative (??).

"One of us here is ready to apologize to you, but he doesn't want to come out now." Regulus shrugged, "He's cheering for your stupidity."

"Tom Riddle. Do you still want to be resurrected?" Harry gritted his teeth, and a mass of silver-white soul floated out from the bracelet. It was obvious that he had been almost purified during this period of time.

"I'm just thinking, even if I can be resurrected, I can't use that bastard's way. One, I won't accept the bones of that Muggle father, two, I don't have a servant who is willing to devote himself, and three, you are not my enemy." Tom circled Harry's arm, "You're not affected."

"If I'm affected, you'll be completely dead." Harry waved his hand, his stiff right arm looked uncomfortable, but he obviously didn't feel the pain.

"Tom, don't change the subject." Nico said in a deep voice, and the two or three young people who had been seen through remained silent.

"Harry, let me see your arm." Nicole reached out and lifted Harry's severely carbonized arm, "I want to know how he hurt you?"

"Shouldn't this arm be your hand holding the wand?" Nicol looked at Harry with flickering eyes. "Or do you think the wand is your obstacle when confronting someone like Voldemort?"

"I'm sorry, teacher." Harry sighed, and took his wand out of his pocket. In the middle of the battle, the wand had already returned to his pocket. He still preferred wandless magic.

"Remember, the wand is not just your tool, but also your partner. It is also protecting you." Nico looked at Harry, "You are not allowed to do anything during this time, only read books."

"Okay, teacher." Harry lowered his head as the left hand holding the wand was infected by the warmth from the wand.

In the Dumbledore family, Nicol looked at his friend for many years before him, shook his head and said, "Why can't you see through what that kid Harry is going to do?"

"Harry needs someone to guide him," Dumbledore said, letting go of his heart. "I thought it was me, or Snape."

"But I didn't expect, no one." Dumbledore sighed, "The child raised by Voldemort is the savior."

"This ridiculous fact actually happened." Dumbledore poured a cup of tea for Nico, his eyes flickered weakly, "Actually, I misread Harry twice."

"For the first time, I thought he was going to use Regulus, but he didn't. This changed my view of the kid, and I don't think he is as unscrupulous and calculating as we know him to be.

The second time, I thought he would take the opportunity to build a good relationship with Gellert, and use the invisibility cloak to do something that I couldn't even find out, but he didn't. Not only that, but he also made Gellert angry, He bluntly went back to make trouble for his school. Dumbledore laughed and said, "I don't think he is very interested in the position of the Dark Lord." "

"So you let him spoil the relationship between you and Fudge this time?" Nicol looked at his old friend, after all, Dumbledore was a child in front of him, but this child was a bit cold-blooded.

"There is no relationship between me and Fudge that can be spoiled by him." Dumbledore blinked, "If the child wants to vent his anger, let him vent it, otherwise it will be even more uncomfortable to hold it in."

"You're not worried about Voldemort?"

"If Harry can be alone, I will give him what he needs to grow up." Dumbledore looked at Nico and closed his eyes slightly.

You're lying, Nico nodded, but didn't say it, Dumbledore, when did you start lying to me?

"How old is he?" Niko smiled, and picked up his cup to drink tea.