[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

Messy thoughts surged into Harry's mind, Professor Dumbledore's unconsciousness, Hermione's crying with tears, Grindelwald's malicious smile, Professor Snape's serious eyes... Finally, it was frozen in the The scene where he reads Galahad's memory with his dementor.

As a British agent, Galahad has experienced various scenes. He wandered in the Middle East where gunfire was raging, he lurked in the terrorist's lair, and finally he fell into Valentine's trap and fought civilians in the church.The war-torn world and the peaceful world are two completely different worlds. Life is cheap, death can be seen everywhere, and the streets are dyed red by blood that does not fade.

The weeping children, the ruthless massacre, and the insensitive faces of passers-by, those fragmentary fragments flashed in Galahad's memory, which made Harry feel extremely sick to his stomach at that time. His blood became the last straw that broke the camel's back, forcing Harry to retch immediately after the insanity was finished.

in case……

If there is a real war...

Harry's voice was trembling, as if it would shatter in the next moment: "War is not the only way."

"It is." The Dark Lord said, he found something wrong with Harry, and changed his way of persuasion, "You have watched the Muggle threat theory be enriched bit by bit, one case after another was collected, one Another data has been accumulated. Harry, can you disprove it?"

Harry shook his head confusedly.He... he always felt that the Muggle threat theory was wrong, it was just, just... it was just that he just couldn't find a way to refute it.Harry managed to manage his train of thought, bypassing the topic of the Muggle threat theory, and said instead, "You started the war to reshuffle the cards. The Muggle threat theory is just your justification."

The Dark Lord smiled and nodded Harry's forehead: "Harry, you have really grown up—yes, you see it very accurately. Behind every change is the reshuffling of power."

"The class in the wizarding world has been solidified for a long time," the Dark Lord brushed his fingers across the air, drawing a map of the world, and the settlements of wizards turned into small dots of different shades on the map, flickering, "However, Ma There are more and more melon-born wizards, and the proportion of pure-blood wizards is getting smaller and smaller, which means that the class is shaken."

"On the one hand, it is the decline of various old pure-blood families, even to the point where no one can inherit them. How many pure-blood families are weakening; The Dark Lord glanced at Harry, pointed to the small dot in London, England, and said with a smile, "The sense of crisis is the reason why all the pure-blood families gathered under my command in the first place."

"Theory is just a layer of skin, covering power, ambition and change, but this layer is always the most important, it guides the direction of change." The small dots in London, England are getting bigger and bigger under his fingers, clearly outlined Outlining the outline of the region, "In the beginning, because my subordinates were mainly pure-blood families, I was influenced to choose the theory of pure-blood, or the theory of blood hierarchy, as the theory of Death Eaters."

"Did you know, Harry?" The Dark Lord turned and raised his eyebrows at Harry, "I regret choosing this theory very much. It means that I have pushed a large number of non-pure blood elites to the opposite side, and for their sake For my own personal interests, I have to fight to the death with me, the Order of the Phoenix, your parents, and many, many people... Hey, you are so stupid." Recalling the days when IQ was lacking and people were in panic, he hummed self-deprecatingly. With a sound.

Pure blood can indeed guarantee the purity of the blood, and it will indeed bring power...but...but it means that you will lose more.The Dark Lord curled his lips and continued to zoom in on the map in the sky until the outline of Hogwarts appeared on the map: "You can see that the theory of Muggle threats is popular in this world now, not the theory of blood hierarchy."

"People always have selfishness, for family, for reputation, for profit, for power, or simply for their own peace of mind," he said, "I don't care what they gather under my command, but ideals will always To clothe all selfish reasons with brilliance."

"Muggle menace, for the future of wizarding," he sang in an aria-like tone, with a cold smile in his eyes, "what a noble reason!"

With a change in tone, the Dark Lord looked over with a smile: "But it is indeed very correct and cannot be overthrown. It will lead wizards to gather under my banner and fight for their ideals."

"As long as my opponents can't refute this theory, they won't be able to rally people against me."

The phantom of Hogwarts floated in the air, and the Dark Lord stared at the majestic castle for a while with a smile on his face, and asked softly, "Are you right, Harry?"

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other as always, and seemed to be as charming as ever.However, some things are indeed different.

In the silence, Harry spoke, his voice was so ugly that he seemed about to cry the next moment, but his eyes were firm: "You are... changing the subject."

He repeated, more assertively than before: "You're changing the subject."

He tried his best to sort out his messy thoughts, and extracted discordant factors from those extremely reasonable and convincing long speeches: "It has nothing to do with the Muggle threat theory, what I said is that war is not the only way; What I want to ask is, why do you want to start a war?"

A haze of dissatisfaction flitted across the Dark Lord's face before disappearing.The Dark Lord frowned, unconsciously stroking the elder wand with his fingers: "Harry, I know that you have studied the Muggle world very deeply recently, and you have been reading books on the system and history of the Muggle world. Yes, those They are all of reference value, but I want to tell you the biggest difference between the wizarding world and the Muggle world."

After a pause, he said meaningfully: "In the magical world, a powerful force can break everything."

"The power of the Muggle world belongs to external forces and can be deprived; while the magical power comes from itself and cannot be deprived. Power is the most important element that constitutes society. Therefore, wizards worship power and the strong, far better than Muggles We." The Dark Lord raised his left hand, stretched his five fingers in the air, and then slowly closed it, as if he was grasping something, "Everything in the magical world, any law, any Ministry of Magic... will be subject to the extremely powerful strength."

"Absolute power represents absolute power."

He turned to Harry, and the corners of his mouth curled up again, but this time his smile was so contemptuous and cold: "But, Harry, what is absolute power? What kind of strong man can break the rules of the world?"

He started a series of questions: "Is it just the magic power? Is it just the ability? Nicole May is the world's longest-lived wizard, but does anyone worship him like crazy? Can he break the wizard?" The rules of society? Can he stand on top of everyone?"

Without waiting for Harry's answer, the Dark Lord came to a conclusion: "No, of course not."

"What kind of a strong man can stand at the top?"

Grindelwald swept across Europe, fueled the Muggle World War II, and deterred countless people; Dumbledore climbed to the highest throne by defeating Grindelwald; he used the wailing and corpses of countless wizards Paving the way to the throne; even Harry, who defeated himself in the previous life...

The Dark Lord's eyes became sharper: "Only by achievements, only by conquest, and only by success can we reach the summit without a doubt."

Harry looked at the profile of the Dark Lord. His long black hair was casually and gracefully scattered behind him. The ends of the hair outlined a winding arc. His delicate eyebrows were like treasures bestowed by heaven, and his crimson eyes were slightly curved. , the courage to strategize seems to be hidden in it.

So heartbreaking.

Also... so chilling.

Harry's voice was intermittent, as if it was about to break in the next moment: "This...is this the reason why you started the war?"

The Dark Lord approached Harry, and his hair brushed against Harry's face, bringing a tingling feeling: "Once Valentine's plan is established, a large number of Muggles will die. Wait until the Muggles are done killing each other." , the wizard's chances of winning will greatly increase."

"And I will be the first person to lead wizards to conquer Muggles, accomplishing a feat that no one has accomplished since ancient times."

He stared at Harry, and added the last sentence: "Even if the road is full of thorns, even if the back is full of bones, the final fruit will definitely be brilliant and sweet."

Even if the road is full of thorns...

Even if there are many bones on the back...

These two words have been circulating in Harry's mind, over and over again.

He knew early on the gap in perception between the two of them, yet the king's charm and special treatment were so alluring that moths were drawn to Spark without hesitation.At that time, he believed naively and firmly that all problems could be solved.

Everything seemed so smooth, he confessed, he accepted, they publicly declared their mutual love to everyone, he left Hogwarts for him, betrayed his relatives and friends, he restrained his means and thought carefully for him.Honey wraps everything and makes everything sweet.

But some things don't exist if you don't look at them.

Playing with the beliefs of followers, disregarding the lives of innocents, and starting wars for their own interests.This is no longer a simple few words to get over, this... This has touched Harry's bottom line.

not to mention……

Perhaps, from the very beginning, the hints he thought made people blush and heartbeat, the so-called different treatment and special treatment, may be a misunderstanding, after all...

After all, Grindelwald once said...

I don't want to go around on the topic of war anymore. Their ideas have a deep ditch, and they can't make sense now, not to mention that Harry himself is a little confused now; Every time I think about it, a painful question comes to my mind.

"I am..." Harry mustered up the courage to ask the question, "Am I your Horcrux?"