[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

Durmstrang's campus is not as big as Hogwarts, but the four-storey castle is equally majestic from a distance. Compared with the tranquility and beauty of Hogwarts, it is more iron-blooded and stern. and sharp.Harry took a deep breath, suppressing some restless emotions in his heart, he didn't even need to look with his eyes, because every inch of space around him was filled with that breath, and he could feel it even before he got close The ominous omen also made him uncontrollably excited.Harry knew exactly what it was, it was the breath of dark magic.

The savior's fingers hidden under the school uniform unconsciously clenched his wand, and his thumb kept rubbing up and down. If someone he knew was here, he might be able to notice that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, but was in a state of calm. In a subtle anxiety.There is no doubt that someone here perfectly understood Harry's emotions. Voldemort narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes rested on the boy with some thought: "Why are you disturbed, Harry, let me tell you, your preparations have already It's enough." He didn't really think that Harry was nervous about the new campus life that was about to start, but he couldn't think of the reason for the boy's anxiety for a while, after all, the atmosphere here was so familiar and comfortable, which made him feel like a fish in water .

"It shouldn't be like this," Harry lowered his eyes, and he pursed the corners of his lips and murmured in consciousness: "I may try to accept black magic, but I should never have a good impression of it, but in fact In fact, I have to admit that after entering such an environment, I seem to feel abnormally excited, is this normal?" He did not choose to hide it from the people around him, after all, the current situation made him feel a little at a loss, as if Unknowingly, something has changed dramatically.

Voldemort's expression froze for a moment, his gaze became extremely complicated for a moment, and then his blood-like pupils became transparent for a moment, as clear and clean as if they were fine rubies: "Now, Do you still feel excited?" Knowing that the person used the strongest Occlumency, Harry felt his state carefully, and then his heart sank suddenly. "Yes, it's still the same." The savior's mood didn't seem to fluctuate much, but his expression was slightly dignified: "I don't think this is your problem, I can feel it."

"I don't think this is bad news," Voldemort's voice was very soft, as if he was not talking to Harry, but just whispering to himself: "If you want me to say, this is probably the worst I've heard since the end of this holiday." Good news." The demon king lifted the Occlumency technique, and the bloody pupils gradually surged with monstrous waves, Harry frowned and looked at him for a while, and through that link, he vaguely sensed the uncontrollable ecstasy of the other party at the moment .The heart was still clenched in the air, and the savior only felt that he was more nervous than before. There were not many things that could make Voldemort feel this way, and judging from his past experience, none of them were good news.

With something on his mind, Harry didn't have the time to experience Durmstrang's opening ceremony. The only thing that comforted him was that he finally didn't have to come to the sorting house again, perhaps because of the small number of people, Durmstrang Strong's rule is that there are only grades, not colleges.It's just that he didn't feel much relieved because of this. After all, he was already prepared before coming here to face a group of pure-blood students who had more extreme opinions than the old Slytherins.

"Meet you again, Harry, I'm glad we're in the same dorm." When the blond boy opened the door, Harry had already started to pack his luggage, Draco looked at the black-haired and green-eyed boy at the table and smiled unconsciously He got up, but deliberately suppressed the upward curve of his lips: "To be honest, I don't want to live in a room with complete strangers at all." When Harry looked over, he still couldn't completely hide it. Draco dodged his gaze a little annoyed, and explained with a smug explanation.

"I'm also very happy to have a roommate like you." Harry smiled politely, put down the things in his hands and walked over, fully showing how much he valued his new roommate.In fact, Draco was just wayward, and his nature is definitely not bad. At any rate, with two or 30 years of life experience, Harry didn't think it was difficult to get along with him, but every time he saw him, he still couldn't bear it. I can't help but think of some past events... But it's not bad news, because the savior doesn't plan to escape any longer. There are some things that he has already carried enough, and there is no room for the future if he can't let go of the past.

Draco's fingers unconsciously rubbed the cuffs of his school uniform. He still wanted to say something to Harry, but he couldn't find a suitable topic. He didn't know Harry yet, but he was sensitively aware of the peers in front of him. Absolutely outstanding excellence, not falling into the name of the savior at all.Then, to be able to be friends with this person, in a sense, it should be his luck... Thinking of this, Draco's eyes became more and more soft, and his posture couldn't help but lowered a little. Malfoy's respect can only be earned by someone who has, and he thinks Harry has that qualification.

"Yes, Harry, you have made great progress. You are doing better than I imagined." When Harry lay down on the bed, Voldemort appeared beside him. Looking down at Harry with a smile on his lips, he spoke slowly.The savior didn't like to talk to the devil in such a posture, which made him inexplicably depressed and awkward, and what made him even more uncomfortable was the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere created by the specific location of the 'bed'.But getting up at this time seemed a bit deliberate, on the contrary, he seemed to be thinking too much... After a moment of hesitation, Harry didn't make any unnecessary movements. The boy relaxed his limbs casually, and looked back at the man casually. The pair of blood-colored pupils are clearly looking straight up.

"Which part are you referring to, black magic?" There was a flash of light in the lake-green eyes, and Harry finally brought the topic up. He couldn't let go of his mind without knowing what was going on with him. , especially when this situation intensified after he entered the school. "Not exactly, there are other aspects." The devil's gaze paused on the savior, but he didn't intend to explain in detail here. He believed that the boy would be more concerned about another issue: "As for your current situation?" Feelings, there is no need to worry about that, after all, this is just another proof of our natural fit, Harry, you should have... stood by my side."

The last sentence twitched on the tip of his tongue, and Voldemort wisely shifted his expression, knowing that Harry didn't like being described as belonging, although he didn't think it made any difference. "What do you mean?" The savior unconsciously pursed the corners of his lips. He tried his best to keep calm, but his expression was on the verge of breaking down. He probably guessed what the explanation Voldemort was going to give, and he didn't understand it at all. do not want to accept.

"Don't try to deny it, Harry, the most intuitive feeling in your body has already explained everything." The smile on the corner of Voldemort's lips widened. He didn't force the boy. He paused for a while before continuing: "Your current Depression and anxiety are due to your refusal to accept, while excitement comes from instinct, admit this fact, Harry, you, like me, will be crazy about black magic." His tone was so determined that he almost To make Harry believe every word he said, but only almost.

"No, it wasn't born." The lake green eyes suddenly lit up, and Harry caught the flash of inspiration: "It's the effect of the contract we made. We share more things than I know." It's more, isn't it?" Voldemort's explanations to him are basically true, but the most important thing is just the slightest deviation. If he hadn't had absolute confidence, he might have been fooled today.

Voldemort stopped smiling suddenly, his expression gradually became serious, but ended in a moment of complexity: "Look, as I said, Harry, your progress is quite obvious." It was only a moment , the devil's expression suddenly changed to one of inscrutable, calm and calm, Harry opened his mouth, but couldn't ask anything.

But it doesn't matter whether it is congenital or not, Harry, what matters is that you should stand by my side now. "Voldemort's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stared at the savior intently, waiting for the boy to make a statement." Isn't this already an established fact? For a moment, Harry felt that he heard something hidden in Voldemort's words, but unfortunately this time he failed to catch the flash of inspiration: "The contract is done, you and I are one, from now on Inseparable, isn't it? ""That's right, I'm glad you finally realized that. " Voldemort replied calmly, but the inscrutable smile on his lips always made Harry feel that something was wrong.

Repeatedly going through Voldemort's words in his mind several times, Harry couldn't hear what was wrong, so the little savior shrugged casually, and simply put this question behind him, after all, Voldemort There were so many times when things didn't look right that if he went to the bottom of each one, he wouldn't have time to do anything else.

"Okay, go to bed early, don't think too much, after all, you have class tomorrow." Voldemort's mastery of proportion and timing was superb, and he easily diverted the savior's attention.Just seeing that Harry was still staring at him closely, showing no intention of falling asleep, the Demon King chuckled, and simply hugged him into his arms, wrapping his arms around the boy's chest, not suppressing his breath but firmly refusing to do so. open.

"What are you doing?" After struggling twice to no avail, Harry turned sideways to look at those blood-red eyes. The moment he was hugged by someone, the savior's brain almost crashed. , He couldn't figure it out no matter what, what was this hug, a new temptation? "Don't talk, you should go to sleep." Voldemort smiled lightly and pressed his pale palm directly above the boy's heart. Feeling the boy's sudden rapid breathing and disordered heartbeat, he simply pressed down directly.

An indescribable strange force spread from that point, and it relaxed completely uncontrollably wherever it went. Lying in that cold embrace, Harry felt for a moment that he had lost all strength and was lazy. Yang Yang couldn't lift his spirits up.Harry knew this, a little sideways magic, the only function was to help people relax, so the boy didn't resist, he took a deep look at Voldemort, and then let his consciousness slip down, he could Believe in this man, the boy thought before falling asleep completely.