[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

There was no need for Voldemort to waste his words. Although he was reluctant, Harry still clearly understood that he had to leave. In the end, he pestered his lover for a deep kiss. Harry pursed the corners of his lips and walked out step by step. .After arriving at the door slowly, Harry suddenly remembered something very important, so he grinned and flew back.

When he jumped up the stairs in a few steps, Voldemort was standing on the edge of the terrace. He obviously lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but Harry felt inexplicably that he was thinking about something.Hearing the footsteps, Voldemort looked up suddenly as if he had been awakened. He looked at Harry in surprise, and frowned hesitantly: "Harry, why are you back again?"

"Hey, my dear, I don't have a wand now." Harry blinked innocently, walked over there quickly, looked at Voldemort whose expression froze for a moment, and smiled extraordinarily brightly: "So I can't go back by myself, You see, I can't apparate... In fact, even if I can, this is not the spell I should be able to know now, is it?" The demon king's expression relaxed slightly, and then suddenly turned cold again, with a hint of trepidation in his voice. Frozen: "Then what do you mean, Potter, do you want me to send you back, and then kneel down at Dumbledore's feet crying bitterly to repent for the mistakes I have made? How dare you..." Voldemort almost He gritted his teeth and said this sentence, but he was interrupted immediately.

"Please, how could I have such a request, do you think we are still in the same relationship as before?" Harry shrugged speechlessly, with an expression of 'you are joking' on his face.Voldemort snorted, and gave him a hard gouged look: "If we were still here, Potter, do you think you'd be alive?" , Harry shrugged his shoulders, and closed his mouth wisely...

"Then what exactly do you want? Do you want me to send you back?" Voldemort's expression changed subtly. His tone was complicated, a little annoyed and a little happy, but these emotions were finally submerged in calm. "I think this might be a good idea," Harry thought carefully about his words, and carefully watched the change of Voldemort's expression from the corner of his eye: "You can use me as a hostage to negotiate a condition or something, so that we will have contact in the future Room... Well, you understand. Besides, you also understand that this kind of thing is very difficult to get over, and it will be more troublesome if it is faked."

"Oh, what do you think I should exchange with the savior?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows and sneered, but his expression gradually loosened: "What do you think you can exchange for?"

"The Elder Wand!"

Subconsciously blurted out, and then Harry smiled a little embarrassedly, and looked away from Voldemort's eyes as if guilty. "Do you think Dumbledore would agree?" Semantically, this sentence seems to be mocking Harry's overreach, but there was no irony in Voldemort's tone. He pondered, as if thinking about this reason feasibility.

"Yes, I think it's normal for you to want to get the Elder Wand. After all, our wand was there just before, and some wonderful reactions just happened. As for, why do you know it's in Dumbledore's place?" ... Maybe you started looking for it a long time ago, after all, it sounds like something you would want." Harry quickly added, originally this was just his idea for a moment, but now it's perfect It doesn't seem entirely unfeasible, the only question now is whether Dumbledore will be willing to trade him for the Elder Wand.

"You can try it." Finally, Voldemort commented briefly. Now his expression has completely returned to normal. No matter how dark and turbulent his heart is, at least there is no trace of expression on his expression.Then he twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Harry: "Then you must at least ensure that you can protect your brain. If you let Dumbledore see things you shouldn't see at the beginning, you don't have to do anything later .”

"Hey, don't you have so little confidence in me, you taught me my Occlumency." Harry rolled his eyes blankly, but he really didn't know what to do in his heart. "Well, that's right, one of the worst students I've ever taught." Voldemort replied calmly, and managed to choke Harry with a single sentence. The little green-eyed savior stood there with his mouth open. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a long time.

"Okay, since you have decided to do this, let's stop talking nonsense, I am writing a letter to Dumbledore the Owl, and you... go back to your room and stay obediently until the matter is resolved Don't let other people see you." Voldemort had no intention of arguing with Harry again, he pushed open the door on one side and motioned for Harry to go in, but he did not lock the door when he left, after all, Harry is not really his prisoner.He originally thought that the savior knew what is measured, but obviously, he still underestimated a Gryffindor's curiosity in the end.

Will Harry really stay in the room obediently? In fact, the answer is no.

The fatigue caused by traveling through time and space is gradually fading away, and the little savior who regained his spirit rolled on the bed a few times in boredom, and then he decided to go out to have a look, because he suddenly remembered something that he didn't know yet Where exactly is he now? I just vaguely feel that the layout of the living room I just saw is a little familiar.

Opening the door lightly, Harry poked his head halfway out and watched for a few seconds. After making sure that there was no one in the corridor, he closed the door and slipped out. He had neither a wand nor an invisibility cloak. In hand, if you want to carry out this kind of activity, you still have to be careful and careful.Unfortunately, he was discovered in the end...

A door suddenly opened in front of him, and a pale young man came out in a hurry. It was too late to hide now, so Harry had to stand where he was, looking at the man with a surprised expression. "Potter, why are you in my house?!" The teenager with light blond hair and a pointed chin stared at Harry in surprise, none other than Harry's deadly enemy in Slytherin, Draco Malfoy.

"Cough, I, I just..." Harry coughed softly, before he could figure out how to explain it, he was dragged into the room by the man. "Are you crazy, Potter, to come here at this time... do you know that the Dark Lord is in this house right now?!" Draco growled, holding his collar, every finger Trembling slightly, his face turned pale the moment he saw Harry, completely fading the last trace of blood, and now even his tone barely maintained a calm.

"I'm not... I didn't come here voluntarily." Harry took a breath, first opened the fingers that were tightly clutching his collar, and then patted Draco's shoulder soothingly : "I don't know how I got here, in fact, I should still be lying in the medical wing." Sure enough, Draco is still the same Draco, arrogant, selfish and willful, the problems of these young masters He lacked all of them, but in essence, Draco was still kind, and he never wanted to see someone die, even if this person had been against him for the past four years.

Draco didn't speak, he still stared at Harry, and after a while, he spoke slowly. "You mean, you were brought here by the Dark Lord's men?" He frowned as if he was thinking hard, and finally shook his head fiercely: "No, it's absolutely impossible, If that's the case, Potter, why do you think you can escape from the house where you were held?"

"I'm afraid you don't need to ask about this, my dear Draco." An indifferent voice sounded behind them, Draco's face was pale and even a little blue at that moment, he turned around stiffly, not even daring to Looking up at Voldemort, the whole body trembled violently and knelt at the feet of the devil: "Forgive me, master..." His voice sounded like he was sobbing.

Voldemort didn't speak, his face was cold and frightening, but Harry didn't feel scared, he made small gestures, and matched his mouth to tell Voldemort not to embarrass Draco, so the devil's face became even more terrifying . "Get out, now." He ordered in a cold voice, Draco only hesitated for a moment, then staggered up from the ground, and left the room immediately.Voldemort didn't pay attention to Draco's intention at all. He just moved his fingers slightly, and the door suddenly closed behind him, and the lock was fastened immediately. Without his permission, even a bug would not be able to enter out here.

"What did I just tell you, Potter?" He stared at Harry with cold eyes, as if a small knife was slowly cutting Harry's skin.The little green-eyed savior shrank his shoulders with a double laugh, and took a step back inadvertently: "Well, I just want to come out and see..." "Come out to see what?" Voldemort didn't mean to let it go lightly, He strode over and pushed Harry against the wall as soon as he stretched out his hand, leaned slightly, and pressed his whole body up: "Come out and see where the kid from the Malfoy family is, and then have a good chat with him about the good times in the past." The past, isn't it?" His cold breath touched Harry's lips faintly, and the savior's eyes moved, and he licked his dry lips unconsciously.

"It's not what you think. If I really meant something else to him, I wouldn't have refused..." Harry realized in an instant what Voldemort was worried about. Although he thought it was a little funny, There is also some subtle joy, caring, which shows that the person in front of him really cares about himself.However, this kind of misunderstanding is not fun at all. It is definitely a headache for him to appease this person.

"How do I know that you refused because you were afraid that I would kill him directly? You know me, Harry, I have always done whatever it takes to get what I want." Voldemort's attitude seemed to soften a little, but he still didn't want to let go. To see what Harry meant, he still looked down at Harry in this posture, staring at the pair of lake-green eyes in front of him probingly, as if he wanted to dig out every sign of lying in it, even though he didn't use Legilimency read.

Harry muttered something in a low voice, and before Voldemort could react, he suddenly exerted force, slightly broke away from the man's restraint, tiptoed to kiss the thin lips that were close at hand, and opened his lips and teeth deftly with the tip of his tongue , to explore deeper.Voldemort was stunned for a second by his action, and then he deepened the kiss, almost viciously biting Harry's lips, as if to release all his emotions into the kiss.

It seemed like a long time before they parted reluctantly. Voldemort narrowed his eyes as he stared at Harry's slightly red and swollen lips, and finally let go of the hand holding the boy's collar and took a step back. "Is this the explanation you gave me? It's too insincere." His eyes lingered on Harry almost ambiguously, from the ripped neckline down, across his chest, and hit the young man's smooth waist. turn around.

Harry tilted his head, raised one eyebrow as if inviting, and let out a low laugh: "Then what kind of sincerity do you want... why don't you come and get it yourself?"