[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

"Honey, do you have time today?" A pair of arms came around from behind Voldemort to embrace him, and the devil who was sitting upright by the desk turned his head unsurprisingly, his eyes met a pair of bright lake green eyes. "Why? It's precious, so you better make sure you're not bothering me with meaningless things."

Although Voldemort's tone was more teasing and joking, it was by no means unreasonable for him to say this. After all, not long ago, Harry was still harassing him with all kinds of tricks. Trying to sabotage all his day jobs.Of course, Harry felt that he should not be blamed for this at all. After all, he was so worried now that Voldemort himself did it back then. Apart from murder and arson, what else could the devil and his small team do? !

"Cough, that, of course... it's a business." Harry smiled a little awkwardly, retracted his arms wrapped around his lover, touched his nose unnaturally, coughed lightly, and his eyes wandered. She moved aside, not looking directly at those blood-soaked red eyes.Voldemort glanced at him, the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, and then casually threw the quill aside.He sorted out the few documents in his hand, then stood up, and with a slight movement of his arm, he brought Harry into his arms: "Tsk, the timing is quite accurate, and it was premeditated, um ?”

Harry paused, then turned sideways lightly, breaking free from his lover's embrace with an extremely beautiful movement.He pursed his lips and raised his head, looking at the tall, black-haired and red-eyed man with flickering eyes, "I want to know, what is the most important thing to you now?" A little apprehensive and cautious, but in the eyes of the opposite person, it turned into an extremely complicated and deep.

"Why did you remember to ask this?" Voldemort didn't try to pull back Harry, who had escaped from his arms like a rabbit, but took a step back, leaning sideways on the table, and asked in a calm and undiscriminating tone. "Did someone say something to you, or did you see something you shouldn't have seen?" Harry lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes fell lightly on the ground but seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties, the atmosphere between the two It became extremely depressing in an instant.

In fact, Voldemort himself knew very well that at least half of Harry's current sensitivity and distrust of him were caused by himself. In the final analysis, he had gone too far.But heartache is heartache, and making up is making up. If you really want to talk about regret or something, Voldemort has never experienced such emotions. He doesn't feel regret or guilt for anything he did back then. If he had the initiative to save the world, then there was nothing wrong with his past choices.So in short, generally speaking, as long as Harry made such a gesture of being obviously sad but still stubbornly wanting an answer, Voldemort would probably compromise, except today.

I don't know which nerve has shifted, anyway, Voldemort didn't mean to compromise at all today.Harry didn't speak, so he didn't speak. He leaned on the table with his arms folded, his eyes piercing through the void and falling straight on the black-haired boy with his head bowed.

After a while, Harry finally broke the oppressive, uncomfortable silence.

"So you don't want to say it because you have already made a choice, don't you?" The young man's voice was a little aggrieved nasal, as if he was trying to suppress his urge to cry like this, and his fingers kept pressing He twisted the corner of his clothes, because he kept his head down so hard that his neck was so uncomfortable that it seemed to be broken, but he still refused to look up in anger.

Then Voldemort sighed softly, and finally went over and hugged the boy.His pale palm stroked the top of his lover's head slightly, his slender fingers sank into the messy black hair and slid all the way to the back, and then he asked: "What kind of answer do you want to hear, my boy...you to me It is very important to me, there is no doubt about it, but there are still things that are equally important to me in this world. You are the meaning of my life, but you cannot be the whole of my life. I admit that I love you, ha Leigh, but no matter how much I love, I will never live entirely for another person."

This is the truth, the truth is not mixed with water at all. When the ruthless devil falls in love with someone, he can regard the other person as his life, but it is impossible to regard him as the whole of his life.He was Voldemort, so he could never leave his whole world behind to love someone, maybe for no other reason than because he was the devil.

"That's what I want to hear, the truth is enough." Harry raised his head suddenly, grinning very brightly, and there was a sly gleam in his bright eyes.Voldemort's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he felt that he should be angry now, after all, if it wasn't Harry who was playing with him but someone else... well, those people wouldn't even have a chance to start , but now he should at least feel annoyed, but he doesn't feel anything special.In a sense, he really lost his temper after being tormented by the savior.

"Honey, don't be angry, okay..." Harry tilted his head, pretending to be obedient and rubbing against his lover, but Voldemort just twitched his lips and glanced at him, and didn't even want to pay attention to him.Not to mention anything else, during the ten years that he and Harry were completely tied together, he watched the savior practice step by step this perfect and impeccably well-behaved mask, and now he still wants to use it to coax him , It's simply... The tired devil completely doesn't want to talk to the savior anymore.

"So that's why you came here?" Voldemort didn't let the situation of the crooked building develop unscrupulously, and finally remembered that Harry seemed to have something looking for him. Make a look of 'If you came here just for this, then you can leave now, I'm still busy, so I don't want to see you off'.

Harry's expression froze subtly for a second, and he realized in a trance that his main topic today didn't seem to be this, so the young man coughed lightly, restrained his facial expression, and then said his real truth in a serious manner. Intent: "Actually, this is the case. I want to take a trip with you and go to another world."

Voldemort's eyes moved slightly, and he stared at Harry with a raised eyebrow. He didn't speak, but waited for the boy to explain himself.Just when Harry finished speaking, a not-so-beautiful thought flashed through his mind, could it be that the savior still wanted to drag him to die together?

Of course, Harry didn't actually mean that.Looking at his lover's expression, Harry suddenly realized that what he said just now was somewhat ambiguous, so he immediately and consciously shook out everything he knew: "That's what happened, it's related to the latest discovery of the British Department of Mysteries, You should have heard of that newly discovered milky white spar. If you use it as a drive, you can use the arch behind the curtain to break through the limitations of time and space, and reach places that we may not have imagined before."

Harry didn't study the specific principles, after all, what he told him was that he had the same appearance and even the same soul as his lover, Riddle, so he took it for granted almost instantly, and then thought about it for a while. What that person said was that he was stuck in time and came to find someone...

As soon as Harry mentioned the Department of Mysteries, Voldemort immediately realized what his boy was talking about. After all, his Horcrux communicated with him long before that choice was presented to Harry.Probably because he hadn’t made a decision all this time, that’s why the soul-returning stone simply put the matter on Harry’s side. After all, no one in this world can understand himself better than himself. Well, I'm afraid he will really keep pretending to be deaf and dumb all the time... But with such a personality, there is really nothing he can do about it.

"Well, I know, you really want to go?" Voldemort replied briefly, his eyes met Harry's with extra seriousness, and then his voice sank further: "I guess you know what that means, We probably won’t come back again, so would you like that too?” Of course he knew what the savior was thinking, it was nothing more than going back to that point in time, the real highlight hadn’t even started yet, so what had happened would still be there It was too late to make up for it.

Seriously, the only thing that cannot be determined is the choice of the two of them.Going back to those people who were once familiar with them, who are restricted and restricted again, and bound by more things, will they still make the same choice and stick to the same persistence?But that technology is not stable yet, sending people there is not a big problem, but getting them back is extremely difficult, so no matter what their outcome in that world is, most of the people I met here will never see each other again not coming...

Voldemort stared at Harry for a long time, he didn't know what made his boy make such a decision, was it the longing for those who passed away in the not-so-good past, or maybe he didn't really Care about what you have now?This discovery made the devil narrow his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his blood-red eyes. The second option was an absolutely unacceptable result for him.

But in fact, he didn't guess a single one. What really prompted Harry to make this choice was not emotion, but responsibility.He felt that he was responsible for what happened in that world, since he was now both the savior and the lover of the demon king who turned the wizarding world upside down.He felt that since it was possible now, they should go back no matter what, and go back to save what can be redeemed, and what can be repaired.Then he will no longer have any hidden thoughts, and will even stand in front of the whole world and declare that Voldemort is his lover. From now on, no matter what happens, he will not be able to shake his determination to love that person, and they will eventually be together Together, walk side by side forever.

"So are you sure you want to do this?" the Demon King finally asked.

Harry nodded heavily, and there seemed to be a scorching flame burning in the lake green eyes, so the Demon King was finally touched by his persistence, and sighed deeply: "Okay then, I promise gone."