[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

As expected of the ancestral home of the Black family, the magic defense of No. 12 Grimmauld Place is very strong, even if there are always people coming and going outside the house peeping, no one can break through its defense; The mark was also successfully isolated, even though Harry always seemed to feel that it was a little hot, but to the touch, there was nothing wrong with it.

In this secluded old house, time passed slowly bit by bit. Valentine's case was held in court and sentenced again. Ou's public opinion is getting worse and worse; and Professor Dumbledore's situation is getting better day by day.

Then, the old house welcomed its first guest these days.

Sirius opened Harry's door sternly and entered the room (his face was so dark these days), followed by Lupine in his usual worn and patched wizard robes, followed by Mycroft Two brothers, Teddy and Sherlock Holmes.Harry raised his head in a daze in his own room, not quite understanding why there was such a combination.

The other three people were still standing, only Sherlock sat on the edge of Harry's bed, and said unceremoniously, just mocking: "Finally broke through many obstacles to see Her Royal Highness in the tower—hey, I want to see you It's not easy."

After being closed for a long time by the half-self, Harry's brain turned a little sluggish, and his eyes turned to Sirius blankly.

Sirius sneered and didn't answer, but Lupine answered.He smiled kindly at Harry: "Mr. Holmes found the Order of the Phoenix, and we got in touch with Sirius for them, so we got in touch with you."

Harry opened his mouth slowly. He hadn't spoken for many days, his voice was extremely hoarse: "You are looking for me...what are you doing?"

Sherlock pulled a newspaper from his pocket and threw it in front of Harry.The headline of the newspaper was a photo of the bloody remains of severed limbs, and the big headline read "Resident Evil Really Appeared in Reality!" "

"Things like zombies," Sherlock said bluntly, "or, what you wizards call Inferi, attacked this town."

Harry's already pale face became even paler. He picked up the newspaper in front of him with trembling hands, unwilling to accept the reality: "...No, I have been paying attention to the Muggle newspapers, but I haven't seen this news."

"The news about the corpse was suppressed by us," Mycroft explained, "All the media did not report it publicly, and the rumors on the Internet were labeled as rumors. A newspaper that was blocked when it was officially sold.”

Sherlock added mockingly: "Those stupid guys thought the rumors on the Internet were a marketing gimmick for Resident Evil - you know, the movie is still showing "Resident Evil 7"."

"I wish damn it was just a marketing campaign for Resident Evil, but alas," he shook his head, "it's not."

"Come on, Harry, let me share some information with you." Mycroft beckoned to Harry, and everyone gathered around the table.

Mycroft took out the photos one by one from the file bag and spread them out on the desktop.Bloody, terrified, tragic, painful, howling and darkness seemed to emerge from the photos, dyeing the whole room with the breath of the abyss.

Harry stared blankly at these photos, a deep chill rose from his heart, and Grindelwald's words passed through his heart: "He has the three Deathly Hallows in his hand, and he got the information on conquering the Deathly Hallows from me. Will eventually become the master of the god of death." "Master of the god of death, invincible and never die."

Harry murmured, his voice so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind: "The Resurrection Stone..."

McCluster looked at him questioningly.

"The Resurrection Stone in the Deathly Hallows can create Inferi." Harry closed his eyes uncomfortably, not wanting to look at those photos that seemed to be hell on earth. "He is gradually controlling the power of the Deathly Hallows."

"The Deathly Hallows gave him the confidence to start a war..."

Mycroft's hawk-like eyes fixed on Harry, and he said decisively, "Harry, you will help me."

All the photos spread out on the table created a tragic image like a gust of wind, and the wailing sound seemed to echo in the ears in the illusion.

Harry was silent for a long time, and finally squeezed out two words.

"……I can."

My heart suddenly felt a dull pain, as if a small hammer was hitting my heart hard.Harry rubbed his chest painfully, but the feeling still lingered.He looked up at Sherlock. This curly-haired high-intelligence detective was leaning against the wall expressionlessly, his eyes slightly empty. At that time, he had firmly said that he would never let Moriarty do what he wanted, and cut off all possible path.

"Sherlock..." Harry couldn't help calling him.

The curly-haired detective cast a questioning look.

Harry wanted to ask him, do you regret it?Maybe the only person in the world who can keep up with your IQ speed, maybe the only person in the world who has such a great interest in you and wants to play games with you, interacting with good intentions and malice, setting levels and solving puzzles, the world The only enemy that can match you.Will you regret cutting off all possibilities so resolutely?

But Harry didn't ask anything in the end.He forced a smile, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's okay."

Sherlock pursed his lips. With his IQ and sensitivity, he might have guessed what Harry was going to ask, but he didn't say a word, just lowered his head slightly, hiding half of his face in the shadows.

Harry took a deep breath and turned to look at Mycroft: "The Deathly Hallows is an ancient legend of wizards. It contains three powerful treasures. One of the resurrection stones has the ability to reverse life and death and create ghosts. effect."

"And the resurrection stone is in the hands of the Dark Lord?" Mycroft frowned.

"And the Resurrection Stone is in the hands of the Dark Lord," Harry nodded, confirming Mycroft's guess.He waved his wand lightly in the air, gathering a puff of smoke, which turned into a resurrection stone ring, "I've seen it before."

He stared at this quaint ring for a while, and continued: "If you want to restrain the power of the Deathly Hallows, you must understand the Deathly Hallows itself, its weaknesses and nemesis; and you must understand the Deathly Hallows itself... ..."

The wand was tapped in the air, and the resurrection stone ring turned into smoke again, and then slowly condensed into a vertical, round, and triangular Deathly Hallows symbol, which was also the symbol of the early saints of Grindelwald's forces.Looking at the sign floating in the air, Harry was a little dazed: "... we must go to Grindelwald."

However, the last meeting with Grindelwald was simply... a nightmare that cannot be recalled.

Harry bit his lip and poked his wand at the sign floating in the air, venting his depression.

At that time, Grindelwald's words were full of black mud. His actions, demeanor, and micro-expressions all showed his malice towards Harry. He directly exposed Harry as the soul of the Dark Lord in the most tragic way. The fact that the Dark Lord was looking for the Deathly Hallows was thrown in front of him, declaring ""He has another path to immortality, and he won't need you soon. "

Those words were repeated in countless midnight dreams, and Harry woke up countless times from his sleep.In the anxiety and decadence, they turned into the deepest shadows, lingering on Harry's body, unable to get rid of.

Harry tried hard not to think about the last tragic meeting, and continued: "As far as I know, the former Dark Lord Grindelwald spent almost the first half of his life chasing the Deathly Hallows. For a long time, he is indeed the person who knows the most about the Deathly Hallows in this world."

As if trying to convince himself, Harry emphasized his tone:

"We must go to him."

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The fire was burning brightly in the fireplace, and Harry and Sirius sat in front of the fireplace together in a daze.

Suddenly, the flames turned green all of a sudden, and sprang up high, out of which came Grindelwald's subordinate, Niggler Flint, whom he had seen last time.

He shook off the soot from the fire on his body, bowed slightly to Harry and Sirius, still had the same half-smile expression on his face as last time, and said half-sarcastically: "You two are really well-informed."

Harry and Sirius looked at each other, both of them looked puzzled, unable to understand what he was talking about.

Niggle Flint didn't seem to have any desire to explain: "You two, please come with me. The fireplace here has been connected to the manor where the king lives. The transnational Floo network has opened a special channel, and the Ministry of Magic cannot monitor it. Specially designed for the two of you."

He handed over the special Floo powder and gestured for Sirius and Harry to take it: "The king is waiting for you in the manor."

Niggler Flint's words are always a bit inexplicable, but there is nothing wrong with meeting Grindelwald.Harry took the special Floo powder, and stepped into the fireplace, mentally prepared to be ridiculed and stabbed again.

The international and unofficial Floo network was a hundred times more bumpy than the usual Floo network. Harry tossed and turned in the transfer of space, and finally fell out of the fireplace in a daze and landed in the small manor last time. inside.Grindelwald stood in front of him and looked down at him, with a slightly mocking smile on his face, and the words he said were as inexplicable as Niggler Flint: "You are really well-informed."

Harry endured the dizziness and got up from the ground, with a black question mark on his face:? ? ?

When Sirius also fell into the manor, Grindelwald glanced at the two of them, and walked towards the small room next to him: "Come with me, Albus is waiting for you in the room."

Harry couldn't hold back his shock, and asked in surprise, "Wait...? You mean, Professor Dumbledore is awake?"

Grindelwald's footsteps stopped, he raised his eyebrows, and looked at Harry hesitantly: "Aren't you here for Albus?"

The author has something to say: Note: It is clearly mentioned in the original book that the resurrection stone can create infernal corpses, which comes from the dialogue between Dumbledore and Harry.