[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

"Is their cooperation with me sincere?" The Dark Lord looked sideways at Harry, with a sneer rising from the corner of his mouth.The boldness of pointing Jiangshan could almost be said to overwhelm his face, which made Harry a little dumbfounded.He didn't know why, but blushed slightly.

"Of course not. What do you mean by politics?" There is no need to answer such an obvious question. The Dark Lord continued to ask himself, "A wizarding world that hides from the world is more in line with their interests. There is no communication and no development. , no change, staying where we are forever, and one day the Muggle world can swallow us up effortlessly - that's why I hate the Order of the Phoenix so much."

By the way, he put some eyedrops on Harry, and silently slapped Dumbledore: "Ideas are more important than morality. Conflicts between paths are often more intense than the so-called love and hatred. Dumbledore is really stupid." He thought that retiring from the world would solve all problems, and if he followed the path he chose, sooner or later he would end up in a dead end."

"Of course, that's another matter," the Dark Lord said contentedly after completing the daily Black Dumbledore (1/1) quest, "let's talk about the Muggle government in England. Hey, that's not something to fool I don't believe that there was no Muggle force behind the decisive battle between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but history is always intertwined in a complicated way, who can tell?"

He cut Harry's hair affectionately, and pinned his long hair behind Harry's ears: "Harry, you are still too young, you will know when you see more, understand more, and experience more Their routines, alliances, false promises, and exchange of benefits are actually just such tricks. They said they were willing to cooperate with me, but they actually meant to monitor me at close range..."

Harry's eyes were already circled, and he was really a little confused.Today's unlucky experience has already consumed most of his energy, and the next step is to find ways to show cuteness to calm the anger of the Dark Lord, and then he is stuffed with so much information that his brain can't handle it.Moreover, His Majesty the Demon King's gesture of lashing out at Fang Qiu is so charming, such a close-range impact makes him almost forget to breathe sometimes...

"At this time, you will feel," His Royal Highness shrugged, not noticing Harry's abnormality, and continuing his statement, "In comparison, Moriarty is really a good partner, he Not even from a Muggle standpoint, he's always in the fun. Grab his G-spot and he'll go with you, he enjoys it..."

G-spot? —Wait, did you just say the G-spot?

Harry's train of thought wasn't on the right track, and now he ran off to the horizon. For a moment, he seemed to have an idiot expression, but fortunately, the Dark Lord didn't notice.

Harry hastily made a serious expression, pulled his thoughts back, and sat upright to continue listening to His Highness the Demon King chatting (wait, chatting? Harry, you seem to be a little wrong in characterizing the nature of this conversation?).

"...None of them are fuel-efficient lamps," Harry missed some words because he was distracted, and the Dark Lord seemed to have almost finished commenting on Moriarty. Artie is on guard, sometimes you can't judge what he will do for the so-called fun. After all, people can't compare logic with psychopaths."

Harry's head seemed to light up, and his eyes began to glow silently: Is the Dark Lord saying... Moriarty is crazy?Is that guy who's always flirting and always seems to be seducing his man a psycho?

——Wait, this line of thinking doesn't seem right again, aren't they chatting seriously?Not judging a rival or anything...

Harry hastily made a serious expression again, and brought his thoughts back. Fortunately, the Dark Lord still didn't notice his bright eyes at that moment.Because his train of thought was offline for a while, and he couldn't fully catch up with the Dark Lord's words, he picked a question that was the least likely to go wrong, and used it to ask: "Aren't we working with Moriarty?

"Cooperation?" The Dark Lord pondered for a while, "That's okay. However, a certain explanation for cooperation is that we use each other. I need a shield from the Muggle world standing in the foreground, who uses the power of the wizarding world to adjust himself The layout of the wizarding world, looking for fun in the wizarding world. I strictly forbid little Barty to release all the information of the wizarding world to him, who knows if he will make a mess of the wizarding world on a whim?"

He touched Harry's head, and said to Harry in a warning manner: "Harry, don't interact with him. You can't expect him to be normal all the time, and not to cause you harm by sudden nerves." After a pause, he was very Seriously and carefully added: "I will not allow you to be hurt. You have to learn to protect yourself."

Harry's face burned, and he responded with a small "hmmm".When the curtain of mutual love was lifted, all the words were like the most touching love words, which made him blush involuntarily every day.He looked at his lover beside him, with joy in his eyes: "...I will be careful, don't worry."

The water in those blue eyes was so sparkling, as if the Dark Lord was being tempted, he slowly approached, and Harry raised his head slightly.The distance slowly approached, and finally they kissed at the conference table.

It was a soothing, shallow kiss, like a winter jasmine blooming shyly at the end of winter, heralding the arrival of spring.Harry blinked slightly, joy rose from the bottom of his heart, and the red smudged from his cheeks.

Lips separated from each other, eyes looked at each other, the atmosphere was so peaceful, the Dark Lord looked at Harry, who was blushing, and said, "So, Harry, you sneaked into the Muggle world because you wanted to What are you looking for?"

"Huh?" Harry was still immersed in the peaceful atmosphere just now, and was caught off guard by such a question, raised his head in a daze, and began to play dumb.

"What is there to pretend in front of me?" The Dark Lord poked Harry on the forehead and laughed, "Sherlock Holmes is the most famous detective in England, you can't just look for him for sightseeing, see What does he look like?"

"I... I just passed by by chance..." Harry's brain was still dead, he was a little flustered, and started to lie casually.

The Dark Lord frowned slightly: "Harry, don't lie to me. You went to 221B Baker Street first, but you didn't find Sherlock Holmes because he went to solve the case; so you chased him to the crime scene, That's when he caught him..."

"Wait," Harry suddenly realized something, as if a hole suddenly opened in his heart, and cold air came out of the hole.He raised his head in shock, and looked at the Dark Lord in front of him, "...are you monitoring me?"

The Dark Lord looked bewildered, and seemed quite inexplicable by Harry's shock. He didn't think there was anything strange about this behavior, so he said naturally, "I'm doing it for your own good, I'm afraid you might get hurt."

"Is this for my own good?" Harry couldn't hide his shock, "...to monitor me to such an extent? Even if I avoid everyone's eyes, I'm still under your control?"

"Of course it's for your own good." The Dark Lord said naturally, "If you get hurt, I can dare to come anytime."

"..." Harry was speechless for a moment. He tried to calm down his turbulent mood, and said in a calm tone, "Sir, can you... stop being so controlling? I need some personal information occasionally." Space."

"I hold you in the palm of my hand." The Dark Lord gently caressed Harry's face, as gently as if he was treating a piece of fragile and delicate porcelain, "Take good care of you, take good care of you, and I don't want you to be hurt a little bit. Haha Li, how worried I am about you, once you are out of my sight, I will feel uneasy and worry about you uncontrollably."

The Dark Lord's hand was so warm, his movements so gentle, and his words were still as affectionate as before, but Harry couldn't help shivering.For a moment, he felt chills all over his body, his heart was cold, his blood was hot, the anger of being watched, the guilt of being caught sneaking, the fear of this extreme desire to control and possess, the fear of The joy that he takes himself so seriously is mingled, even Harry himself can't tell how he feels

The Dark Lord continued his monologue, with a gentle and doting voice: "I once thought about locking you up and not allowing you to leave my sight. But, I know you won't be happy, I know you will try everything All ways to escape. So I can only give in. Harry, I can't let you go away, I love you."

He sealed the monologue with a soft kiss on Harry's forehead.

Harry watched him, his expression changing constantly.He said faintly: "Yes, you are such a person..." The voice seemed to come from the depths of the abyss, revealing an unbelievable depression.

——"Dark Lord, he is not a person who will let go easily... If one day you want to let go..."

On the night of the Yule Ball public relationship, Sirius' words of judgment at him suddenly passed through Harry's heart, casting a shadow on his mind.Such a strong desire to control to the extreme, almost made him panic.

Harry shook his head abruptly, dispelling the shadow from his heart. He comforted himself in his heart: I heard that love represents a strong desire for exclusiveness. Maybe if you are in love, you will really pay attention to the other party to this extent?

"So." The Dark Lord rubbed Harry's hair and continued to ask, "What exactly are you looking for in Sherlock Holmes?"

Harry raised his head slightly, with a look of hesitation that had not yet faded: "If I tell you, will you tell me the answer?

Scarlet and blue eyes met in the air, and the Dark Lord smiled: Why not?You have so little confidence in me? He tapped Harry's forehead with a smile in his voice, "Trust me a little more." "

Facing the still doting words, Harry didn't know how he felt. He was silent for a while, but he still asked the question: "What does my scar really mean?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Daily Quest: Black Dumbledore (1/1)

Dark Lord: Dumbledore's policy is to close the country, and one day the Muggle government will open the closed door with strong ships and guns.

(So, no problem OTZ)

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By the way, is there any metaphysics in writing a book?I used to be a purebred Asian, but now on the third day of the sword national server, grandpa, 17, Jiang Xue, bone, and the four big princes, two guns, and three flowers are all in hand.I didn't think I was so European before...

By the way, make a wish, Hou Jun, come quickly~

PS: I have now practiced the superpower OTZ of coding while liver