[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

Harry lay in the empty room for a long time before he felt some of his strength regained.

His hands and feet had been bound for a long time, and the blood stagnation caused numbness in his hands and feet, making it uncomfortable to move; his right arm had been stabbed by Pettigrew to take blood, although it seemed to have undergone simple treatment, it was still very painful;

More importantly, he obviously had a deep hatred with Voldemort, and his parents died at the hands of this demon to protect him, but he still flinched and was afraid before the threat of death.

He dared not face himself like this.

Harry lay quietly, his thoughts wandering aimlessly in the air, as if he saw the accusing eyes of his parents, the disappointed eyes of Professor Dumbledore, and the disdain of his companions, and he flinched in these fantasies, feeling unworthy become a Gryffindor;

But after a while, he thought again: I am only 14 years old, I am not even an adult, I can protect myself first in the face of difficulties, I just want to live, what is wrong?

He thought of the safety propaganda that he had inadvertently glimpsed in the Muggle world: in the face of kidnapping, minors should give priority to protecting themselves, instead of impulsively angering the kidnappers and threatening their own lives.

The fear of death smiled ferociously in front of him, turning into a crazy reflection.He couldn't help but think of the death of his parents when he faced the dementors, green light, life, and death. This scene inspired him to avenge his parents' love, and comforted his parents to die for him instead of expecting him to die. Impulsively overthinking his ability to die, but hoped that he would live on.

stop.He said to himself, it will never make sense for you to dream like this, so be realistic.

Be realistic.

Harry cheered up all of a sudden, and he began to think about what he could do: "Voldemort is back, I should report to Professor Dumbledore and let him prepare early! Besides, the godfather, Ron, and Hermione must be very worried about me, I'm going to tell them I'm alive. I'm going to try to escape if possible—"

Harry flinched, recalling Voldemort's voice: "I hope you behave well and cooperate actively."

Whatever, Harry reassured himself, I'm a Gryffindor.

Harry forced himself to take his mind off Voldemort's warning and think about what he should do: he should gather information first, know where he was.

After setting a small goal, Harry regained his energy. He got up, moved his hands and feet first, and began to look at the room that trapped him before.

Due to the limited viewing angle of the bondage and the mental confusion after unbinding, although he stayed in this room for a long time-well, Harry didn't know how long he stayed, maybe a whole day, maybe more-but Harry still It is the first time to observe this room as a whole.

This is a typical Slytherin bedroom, the main color is silver green, decorated with many ornaments that look very old and expensive.There was an old looking expensive bed by the window.

And, there are no portraits.

To be honest, don't expect a 14-year-old, careless, Gryffindor boy, who didn't learn the language well when he was young, to observe too many details. His adjectives are "looks very old and expensive" .

Harry walked to the window, only to find that it was raining lightly outside, and the sky was so gray that he couldn't tell the time.

So, doesn't this room even have a clock?

Harry complained in the back of his mind, and felt that he had completed the "room observation" task and could move on to the next step.

——Oh boy, have you ever played escape room games?If your room observation has only that little information, you will never be able to escape.

What's the next step?There are only two options: jumping out of the window or going through the door.Of course, Harry was going to go out and see, after all, Voldemort just said "you can't leave this area" and didn't say "you can't leave the room", didn't he?

In Harry's expectation, when he went out, he would meet Voldemort who looked at him with a sneer and warned him not to walk around (at this time he could retort confidently: you didn't say I couldn't leave the room!);

Or he will meet that talkative snake when he goes out, maybe he can talk a little bit (Harry, I believe that your IQ may not be as good as Nagini now);

Or, he will meet a Death Eater, wearing a black robe and a mask, and when he sees him, he will exclaim "Harry Potter!" You have been informed of your existence in advance, so you can rest assured).

But all he saw was a quiet, deserted room.

Some of the doors were locked, and he didn't dare to push them. He walked around the four-story building and the rooms with open doors in the spirit of Gryffindor's adventure.

The more he walked, the faster his heart beat: there was no Voldemort, no snakes, and no Death Eaters, and escape seemed very simple.

He told himself to calm down, and began to think about the steps to escape: it seemed easy to escape, but Voldemort said "I put a curse on you", so the key is still in the spell.

——wtf!Let a fourth-grade scumbag think about what spell the Dark Lord used, you are too embarrassing!

Forcibly pulling his mind away from the spell, Harry began to think about how to bypass Voldemort's curse: If Professor Dumbledore was there, Voldemort would not be able to kidnap himself again after casting a curse, so it is best to find Dumbledore quickly Professor Lido.

However, after thinking for a long time, Harry couldn't think of how to quickly contact the principal, so he had to forcefully change his mind: I need a wand, otherwise I can't do anything.

Speaking of wands, here comes the best source for wands.

Harry forced himself to smile at the murderer who betrayed his parents and Sirius: "Hey, Wormtail."

He seemed to have given Wormtail such a startle that the little man almost jumped up, and stammered back, "Hey."

The two were relatively speechless.

Harry said to himself desperately: Say something, say something, say something nice—

However, Wormtail spoke first: "I'm sorry about the meal just now."

Harry followed his gaze to see his soaked top, and blushed violently.He messed up the meal, then forgot to change, and of course he had no clothes to change—

Wormtail raised his wand and cast a Cleansing Charm on the clothes, which looked much better now.

"Um," Harry stammered, "thanks..."

This thank you seemed to give Wormtail a bigger stimulus, and Harry felt that he was a little out of his mind-of course, it may be that Harry's perception is wrong, but his senses have always been very keen: Ron's jealousy, aunt The entanglement, and the guilt of Wormtail in front of him.

A cold voice in Harry's heart said: Of course he should be guilty, he betrayed his best friend, arrested you, made you lose your parents, and you are still in a prison—Harry seemed to wake up suddenly, and put Mild sympathy and gratitude for the man pushed aside, thinking about how to wrest his wand:

This is a grown man, and a Death Eater. In terms of fighting skills and magic skills, they are not in the same order at all.Besides, there must be a way for Wormtail to contact Voldemort, once Voldemort is alarmed... no, don't even think about alarming Voldemort.

Voldemort's voice seemed to ring in his ears again: "I hope you will behave well and cooperate actively."

Harry shivered.

Seeing Harry's shiver, Wormtail seemed to want to express his enthusiasm: "Are you cold?"

"No, no," said Harry, "I'm just kind of hungry, you know, not full at all."

In this way, the day passed in relative silence with Wormtail, and at night Harry went back to sleep in the bedroom on the fourth floor, Wormtail put a warning spell on the door very vigilantly, Harry had no choice but to give up stealing at night. Wands of hope to escape.

"There's always a chance," Harry said to himself.

On the second and third days, Harry didn't see Voldemort, but he met a big snake.He now knew that it was a lady named Nagini, and that she was pure chatterbox.

Sadly, even if Harry chatted with Nagini all day, he didn't get much useful information. He just heard the gossip history of snakes everywhere, and some little gossips about Voldemort-although Harry didn't feel that at all. For any value and truth to those "voldy was so cute as a kid" this snake definitely has its own filter.

Harry was a little anxious: Why hasn't the headmaster found me yet?Would Sirius be worried to death?But there was no way to dwell on these problems, Harry could only look for the right time.He already had a more feasible plan: steal a wand, then ran to the side of the road and summoned the Knight Bus to Hogwarts.When Voldemort is not around, even if he monitors that he has run away, his reaction will be slower, as long as he runs out——

On the fourth day, Harry finally found a good opportunity: Wormtail took a bath.

The wand lay next to the pile of clothes, the Serpent and Voldemort were absent.

Harry's heart was beating extremely fast, he tiptoedly took his wand, walked down the stairs calmly and quickly, opened the door, and ran all the way.

He's going to find a way, he's going to find a way, and he raises his wand and summons the Knight Bus—

The space in front of him fluctuated for a while, and then Voldemort's phantom appeared in front of him.The tall, thin, pale, and handsome demon king looked at him with cold eyes and said, "What a bad boy."

Harry stopped in despair.He didn't even raise his wand to try to resist.

The Dark Lord noticed this detail, and he commented coldly: "It's still a little clever."

Then raising his wand, he said to the boy:

"Passed out."