[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

The prophecy said that only the Dark Lord could kill Harry, which made the Dark Lord feel a little relieved.He let go of Harry's tight grip, allowed him to play with broomsticks in his daily life, and began to take him out of the manor, to Durmstrang to listen to his speeches to teachers, to Malfoy Manor to attend some Banquet (Harry regrets not meeting Draco Malfoy, after all, that's the only peer he's likely to see lately).

What surprised Harry even more was that the Dark Lord held a grand birthday party for his 15th birthday.For the first time in his life, he was able to fulfill his teenage birthday fantasy: a crowd gathered at his birthday party to celebrate him.Harry didn't even touch a birthday cake until he was 11, so when he saw Hagrid's handmade, squashed cake that misspelled his name, he was almost thrilled I can't speak.At that time, he first came into contact with the more dazzling magic world, felt the eyes of almost everyone, and knew for the first time that his name had resounded through another world since childhood.He naively imagined that maybe his future birthdays would be as happy as the day when he was 11 years old.

But the reality is always so cruel. When he left Hogwarts, he still had to live with his aunt's house, enduring the contempt and ignorance of their whole family. Since his birthday was on summer vacation, it seemed impossible that he would ever have a birthday that belonged to him. birthday party.To make matters worse, second-year Dobby intercepts his friends' letters, leaving him restless -- have they forgotten themselves?No birthday wishes? ——Zhong spent his 12th birthday. At 13 he received his first birthday card, at 14 he struggled with telling his friends about the pain of his scar; he thought he'd have to spend his birthday like this forever before he could leave his aunt's house: I don't have face-to-face blessings from my friends, but I can still receive birthday cards and gifts. Although it is a pity, it is much better than before the age of 11.

When he almost habitually spent his birthday like this, the Dark Lord gave him a huge surprise.A luxuriously furnished banquet hall, a huge—Harry has never seen such a big—birthday cake, polite gentlemen and ladies sent him birthday wishes and gifts.

Sadly, his closest friends, as well as his godfather, were not at the party.

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After the joy, Harry's mood fell down again.

Because, the Dark Lord had started teaching him to use the Unforgivable Curses, and Harry's talent for it was abysmal.

He never succeeded in taking anyone's soul, and the Cruciatus Curse he released seemed to tickle someone, let alone Avada Kedavra.

The Dark Lord was furious about this. He felt that maybe the time he had taught Harry was too short, so he asked Barty Crouch, Lucius Malfoy, etc. to take turns, but no one succeeded.

There was a knock on the door, and Crouch's voice came: "Harry? The master is waiting for you in the study."

Harry procrastinated as long as he could into the study, where the Dark Lord seemed to be losing his temper, which made him even more reluctant.

One has to face reality.Harry took a deep breath and knocked on the door: "Sir, can I come in?"

There was a moment of silence in the study, and the Dark Lord said coldly, "In."

A short, imperative "in" filled with unquenched anger.

Harry adjusted his expression, making sure that there was no trace of reluctance on his face, and pushed the door open.

The Dark Lord was confronted by a stranger - Harry had seen plenty of Death Eaters - long-limbed, with matted gray hair and whiskers, and an uncomfortably dark Death Eater robe. Lean tightly on your body.Harry also smelled a strange, pungent smell coming from him, a mix of earth, sweat, and - no doubt - blood.He had long yellow nails on his dirty fingers.

"Come here," said the Dark Lord in Parseltongue, "Come to me." 】

Harry hastily approached the Dark Lord.

[Maybe I've been too impatient lately,] said the Dark Lord, [after all, Dumbledore really taught you very, very, well.You almost forget who you are in the environment he created. 】

I wouldn't have used the Unforgivable Curse.Harry muttered in his heart, but he was still very, very obedient on the surface, looking at the Dark Lord innocently.

[I should try something else,] the Dark Lord continued, [Let's try it today. 】

【First, let me introduce the one in front of you.】 The Dark Lord pointed to this dirty and strange Death Eater, 【Fenrir Greyback, perhaps the most vicious werewolf in the world today.He made it his mission to bite and infect as many people as possible, and wanted to create hordes of werewolves to defeat the wizard.Greyback specializes in children...biting them when they are young, then taking them away from their parents and raising them to hate wizards. 】

Harry's eyes widened.

【Your father's friend, I remember...isn't Lupine? 】The Dark Lord stroked Harry's hair, 【The tragedy of Lupine's life originated from Fenrir Greyback.He was bitten as a child, I think it was the day before his fifth birthday.Great birthday present, isn't it?From then on, he could only stay alone, kept moving, could not play with other children in case the secrets were leaked, had no friends, no freedom, no future, locked in a room, almost unable to enter Hogwarts... ...]

[And you, you can punish him as much as you want,] the language is soothing, the tone is seductive, [take it out on your Lupine, don't you?Fenrir almost ruined his life, and now it's just a small interest back...]

Breathing heavily, Harry stared at Greyback and slowly raised his wand.

The key to heart-breaking is will, it is hatred, it is evil.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

Fenrir Greyback let out a scream, and he looked up viciously as if he wanted to do something to Harry, but the Dark Lord cast a Binding Curse on him.His muscles trembled, and the screams continued—at last, he passed out.

[Very, very good. ] said the Dark Lord.

After that time, Harry seemed to be enlightened. Now he can successfully take the soul of an adult wizard, and the Cruciatus Curse he cast is powerful enough, but he still failed to use Avada Kedavra successfully.

"It's really a very simple thing," said the Dark Lord to him.

It's so easy, it's - it's - taking a man's life!

The Dark Lord tried various methods.For example, constantly torturing a Muggle in front of him, and the Muggle man kept begging to kill himself in front of him, to give himself a good time-the Dark Lord was also there to convince Harry that Avada Kedavra was for him liberation.

It didn't work, Harry's expression just filled with uncontrollable anger, and he looked at the Dark Lord with wet, pleading eyes.The Dark Lord relented for a moment and let the Muggle man go.

For another example, the Dark Lord repeated his old tricks, taking him to see the criminals who committed the most crimes but got away with it, told the tragic stories of the victims, and the criminals' freedom, trying to lure the "justice" in Harry's heart to punish those guys.

But it still didn't work, Harry just cast the Cruciatus Curse, then forgot about it, and gave him another hint to turn himself in.

The Dark Lord didn't know whether to be happy or angry, he flicked Harry's forehead after Harry had done all this, and then raised his wand at this guy: "Avada Kedavra."

The green light flashed by, and the Muggle's expression froze all of a sudden, and it was all done, cleanly.

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Harry has been in a very depressed mood lately.

He was flying aimlessly through the sky on a broomstick, through the window he could see the Dark Lord reading a book, Crouch Apparated in the distance, and then hurried over here.

Maybe he had something urgent to report to the Dark Lord.Harry thought.

Then his thoughts flew away involuntarily, drifting to things he didn't want to think about: the hatred of his parents, the expectations of Professor Dumbledore, the dead Cedric, the dark magic that kept learning deeply, and the attitude of tolerance towards him to the creepy Dark Lord.

So far the Dark Lord hasn't had a crush on him, not even that one time when he sneaked away - the punishment was really heavy, but it seems to be in his favor, his scar no longer hurts, and his magic power is growing , even his IQ and his ability to understand magic are growing explosively. He seems to be able to understand the principles of magic that he couldn't understand before, as if he had learned it before...

The Dark Lord had even patiently taught him and protected him - he now understood why Crouch had taught the Defense Against the Dark Arts in the first place, and it was because of Dark Lord's veiled concern about him among a group of vicious Death Eaters.

Of course he could be cruel to his enemies, but the Dark Lord's kindness to him, and the preciousness of this kindness he had learned from his contact with the Death Eaters during this time, simply overwhelmed him.

but!Cruciatus, Avada Kedavra, random killings, this method, this method...

There was a huge movement in the study, which caught Harry's eyes. As if something urgent had happened, the Dark Lord took Crouch away in a hurry, and disappeared as soon as he got out of the anti-apparation range.

Harry's eyes widened - this was the first time the Dark Lord left without telling him, and it seemed that because of something special, the Dark Lord might be busy outside for a while, his broomstick was in his hand, and he missed him His friends, his godfather, they must have been very, very worried about him, and his vague confidence that the Dark Lord would not hurt him—

Harry couldn't resist the idea of ​​using his broomstick to fly straight away.The longing to leave was like a spark, which ignited the grassland at once and burned blazingly in his heart.