[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

Without Voldemort making trouble for him every now and then, Harry was surprised to find that campus life could be so peaceful.

Imofani's class schedule is very loose, which ensures that they will have enough spare time to do something they want to do, for example, Harry wants to study Muggle courses, or Voldemort wants to teach himself Shaping a new body.But how to put it, no matter how loose Imofani's curriculum is, it is still a magic school with its own system after all. No matter how much spare time is left for students, it is not enough to complete homework at the same time. The extent to which Harry and Voldemort's time needs are met... So, the dispute seems to have become a natural part of their daily life.

"Voldemort, if I remember correctly, you already took up all of last night's time, so let me watch math for at least two hours today!" Harry argued hard while clinging to control of his body If you don't let it go, you have clearly agreed to divide the time evenly, but someone still refuses to keep the promise... Sure enough, he will believe that Voldemort is stupid!

In consciousness, Voldemort just raised his eyebrows casually.If the Savior is smart enough, from the very beginning, the moment Harry discovers his own existence after being reborn, no compromise should be made to him.It is a pity that the savior did not make such a choice, so that until now, he already has a lot of chips that are enough to make the savior compromise with himself.

"Yes, it's because of last night's discovery that I feel that I need more time today, and you don't want me to stay in your consciousness all the time, do you, Harry?" Voldemort's voice was bewitching Meaning, and a kind of certainty that must be obtained, as if he was sure enough that Harry would not refuse him.

Taking a deep breath, Harry tried his best to restrain his emotions. He didn't want to yell at Voldemort unconsciously. Although no one else would know except them, Harry still felt that It would be a silly thing to do, especially since he knew it was pointless.

"I don't know how far your research has progressed, Voldemort, but I believe this is definitely not a problem that can be solved in a day or two, right? Before that, you can't take all of my time. I, dear, love, Yes, co-exist, who!" Harry's voice was not loud, but he bit every word very hard in the second half of the sentence, and now he felt that this issue really couldn't be dragged on any longer, otherwise it would be Valentine Continuation of primary school.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Voldemort stopped the little body-scrambling game with Harry, and asked in a casual tone. His tone would always give Harry the illusion that Voldemort would not listen carefully at all. He said something, he was just trying to excuse himself... Of course, Harry felt that this was probably not an illusion, it was actually what happened!

"I think we have made an agreement before. Except for the necessary time to complete homework, we have half of the spare time, but now? I really don't understand what you think. If you disagree at the beginning Why did you agree to the words, and if you think this condition is acceptable, why do you have to go back on it again and again?" Harry was really helpless, he sighed heavily, and finally felt that he had to open up and make it clear Good: "Voldemort, you can directly say what conditions you have, and we can talk slowly, but no matter what the agreement is, if you have already agreed, please abide by it seriously, otherwise I don't think there is any need for us to talk about it in the future. Anyway, for you, agreeing to all conditions is just a roundabout way, isn't it?

Harry now feels that getting along with someone like the Devil King is doomed to be a tiring process, and it always requires you to pay infinite patience to endure all kinds of behaviors that you cannot accept from the other party, but why? How much is owed to Voldemort to be patient with him?Thinking of this, some indescribable changes took place in Harry's eyes. Really, didn't Voldemort owe him something?It wasn't until now that Harry's thinking finally had a subtle overlap with Voldemort, and he finally knew where he was wrong. After all, he shouldn't have paid attention to that person in the first place!

Realizing that Harry's thoughts were turning in a certain direction, Voldemort interrupted Harry's thoughts at the right time: "Don't you want to know the origin of the fast crystal? This week night is all my time, and I will tell You." He wasn't very worried about what the savior would do to him, but the savior himself reminded him of this point. After all, once the symbiosis contract was completed, they were already one. If there were no serious problems, he would not Thought Harry was going to try to kill him too.

"No, a week is too long, tonight belongs to you, and then tell me what it is for." Harry's eyes lit up, he had long wanted to know what the blue crystal was Unfortunately, neither he nor Chris could find out, and Voldemort refused to answer his questions.Now is a good opportunity, Harry thought so, if he could get the information he wanted, it would not be unacceptable to give up another day.

"One week, otherwise you can check it out by yourself slowly." Knowing that the savior is interested in this, Voldemort hooked the corners of his lips. That kind of vicious smile made Harry not want to pay attention to him, but he could only think of it. Just think about it, the conditions still need to be discussed.

"Three days, I'll give you three days, tell me the origin of that crystal, and agree to the conditions just now." While thinking about how to bargain with Voldemort, Harry suddenly remembered the real problem they wanted to solve.Voldemort is really a good way to divert the topic, the savior thought depressedly, now he has to start to doubt, is there really any problem between them that can be resolved in a real sense, if it is not relying on temporary forbearance and concession?

"Okay, then three days, I accept your proposal." Voldemort's tone was unusually brisk, which made Harry quickly realize that there might be another problem. To put it bluntly, he was tricked again... …Although I don’t know that someone’s added note in his heart is: During this time limit, I will abide by the second article above.But Harry was not so surprised to find that he didn't feel angry or anything anymore, he sighed softly, and had to admit, he was...get used to it.

"Very good, tell me the specific purpose of that crystal, and then I will never bother you again for the next three days." Harry's tone seemed a little low, the plan to solve the problem had completely failed, and he couldn't help it for a while. I don't want to argue with Voldemort anymore, as long as Voldemort tells him what he should tell him, this matter will be over for the time being.After all, Harry felt that his own problems were more urgent than those between him and Voldemort.

"Very well, its name is Psyche's tears." Voldemort paused for a moment, his tone became a little strange, as if sighing with emotion: "Psyche is the god of souls in ancient Greek and Roman mythology, but you don't have to care about the tears of Psyche." The specific content of the legend about her... the function of this crystal is very simple, to stabilize the soul." Voldemort only said this, and did not continue, Harry waited for a while without seeing him speak, and then realized that maybe, maybe , it seems that the introduction is over... No matter how you introduce it, it can't be so brief, right? !

But Harry quickly realized something more important. He unconsciously opened his eyes wide, and his emerald green eyes looked like flawless emeralds under the flickering firelight: "What did you just say, stabilize your soul, then you can Do you use it?" He asked this sentence reflexively, and then Harry pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, he really didn't know what kind of crazy he was, he was just thinking about whether he should adjust his Mentality, no longer blindly pampering this person, who knew that it was only a blink of an eye, and he was thinking about this person again.

Harry was a little annoyed by his behavior, but Voldemort obviously wouldn't. The tall man in his consciousness curled his lips in pleasure, ignored Harry's subsequent reaction, and said softly, "I'm very happy, Harry But unfortunately, I can no longer use this thing." He didn't explain in detail why he couldn't use it. In fact, the moment he saw this thing, he had already found the most suitable owner for it.I would like to know, what choice will you make?The Demon King smiled meaningfully, his eyes sank bit by bit, my dear, Horcrux.

"Harry, do you have time now?" Chris pushed the door open, barely suppressing the joy and excitement in his expression: "Okay, put down your textbook first, I have something very important to tell you!" Haha Li looked at his roommate in a daze. Seriously, it has been a week since the beginning of school. This is the first time he saw his roommate come back before the curfew. Could something really happen?After carefully distinguishing the expression on Chris's face, Harry felt that what he could see was either excitement or joy, and at most there was a little nervousness and apprehension mixed in between. So, it shouldn't be a bad thing?That's good, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, relieved.

"Don't worry, sit down and have a rest, and talk slowly." Realizing that his roommate might have run all the way back, Harry stood up, dragged a chair from one side to let Chris sit down, and served him another A glass of water.Chris managed to calm his breath, sat down on the large and comfortable armchair, took another sip of water, and then spoke again, his beautiful gray eyes were shining brightly: "Harry, you know what, the principal The Quidditch team is about to start freshman selection!"