[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

In Harry's mind, only blurred images remained of the subsequent battle process. Even the aftermath of a battle at that level was not something they could bear.Perhaps because he knew Chris' identity a long time ago, Harry always felt that the blood race in red was deliberately targeting the gray-eyed roommate next to him during the whole process, so that Harry had to allocate more than [-]% of his energy to take care of Chris. So at the last moment, it is normal for him to be swept away by the remaining energy fluctuations that don't know where it came from, isn't it?

The black-haired, green-eyed little savior shook his head and smiled wryly, propped himself up and forced himself to sit up, and was not surprised to find that he had returned to Imofani's dormitory. The person lying on the bed next to him was his roommate, but his condition seemed to be Just better than him.

"Are you awake, are you okay?" Chris turned his face to the side, looked at Harry with concern in his eyes, and some hard-to-speak self-blame: "Sorry, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt." The boy The beautiful gray eyes dimmed slightly, and Harry's heart throbbed when he looked at them. "Come on, Chris, you know it's not your fault, and we're friends, why should we be so polite between friends?" Harry smiled very gently, he didn't think Chris had any feelings about it It is necessary to be responsible, after all, this is his own choice, no matter where he looks at it, he can't blame Chris for half a point.

"Yeah, we're friends, we'll always be." Chris thought for a while, and suddenly laughed. He looked at Harry like stars were twinkling in his eyes, which made the whole person's temperament refined. As a result, the pale and immature face looked more delicate.

"Okay, I'm going out to find something to eat, would you like to bring one for you?" Harry threw off the quilt and got out of bed, stepping barefoot on the cold floor, then shivered, and fell as soon as his body went limp. Back on the bed: "If I remember correctly, it's barely summer now, why is it so cold?"

"Cold, is there?" Chris opened his eyes wide in surprise, he tossed for a while, broke free from the quilt, half leaned against the head of the bed, and tested the temperature of the floor with his feet: "It seems to be true, what is this?" The situation?" "Who knows, the temperature has suddenly dropped." Harry vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't take it seriously, he shrugged indifferently, took a pair of socks from the end of the bed, put them on, and stepped on them in a proper manner. Wear slippers to change clothes.

"I suggest you stay in bed, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable if you catch a cold." Facing the mirror, I roughly tidied up my appearance, knowing that I couldn't hide it, so I didn't deliberately hide my sick face, caring Turning around and coming back to pull the quilt for his roommate, the little savior left the dormitory slowly with weak steps.

It's colder outside than he imagined. Although it's autumn, it's still at the junction of summer and autumn. It stands to reason that it's not too cold, but what he feels now is The temperature, at least it should be in early winter, right?Wrapping the thin cotton coat around her body a little tighter, the steps towards the cafeteria slowed down, and then suddenly turned in another direction.Compared with the first meal of recovering from a serious illness, it seems that the abnormality in front of me is more important.

"Harry, you're here, how do you feel now?" When Harry pushed open the door, Morris was sitting behind the wide desk and quietly looking through the documents in his hands. He didn't seem surprised by the boy's sudden visit. .The blond man thoughtfully gave Harry a glass of warm water, and waited quietly for the boy to ask a question.

"I want to know what happened. After all, the current weather seems very strange." Harry thought for a while, and decided to start asking what he thought was the most important. The savior selectively put them aside for the time being. Anyway, it’s too late to say anything else. He doesn’t need to know what relationship Morris has with that vampire, so he can ask, want and can There are not many questions for which the answers are known.

"I thought you would ask some other questions first, such as what happened in the blood hunting plan before." There was an interesting smile on the corner of Morris's lips, and he stared at Harry with some deep meaning in his eyes, He asked back: "Don't you want to ask me why I let you fall into danger, and even failed to protect you in the end?" His tone was very casual, as if he was just asking casually, but his eyes were extremely serious, as if he must To know the truest thoughts in Harry's heart.

"Why use questioning... Although I don't understand it very well, since you have made such a choice, you must have your own reasons. What's more, it is our own fault to leave the safe zone rashly, blindly blaming others Wouldn't it be too naive." Harry shrugged, he is not really a child now, how could he have the idea of ​​wanting to pass the responsibility to others when he encounters troubles, if he can't even take this responsibility No, his last life was definitely in vain.

Maurice's eyes lingered on him for a while, and then the blond man smiled happily: "You are indeed a good boy, I am not mistaken, Harry. But I think there are some things that I should really explain." He paused After a while, he deliberated and organized his language, and then made a sudden statement: "If this did not happen, this should have been part of our deal with the blood race, but now it seems that our preparations are not enough. .”

"Trading... Is it a new form of training? This depends on our ability to solve problems in unexpected situations?" Harry, or the person in his consciousness immediately reflected, and the little savior began to recall carefully Those seemingly contradictory phenomena after the whole scene, but Voldemort started to consider the practicality of this method, so Harry avoided it. It might be good to use it on his Death Eaters... No, wait, He thought of a more suitable candidate.The devil stood there thoughtfully, his gaze vaguely wandering. Generally speaking, at this time, Harry should interrupt the big plan he might be brewing to destroy the world, but now, the little savior There is no time for him.

"This transaction should have just started recently, or we are the first batch of people to accept the results?" Harry thought for a while, and asked with uncertainty: "And judging from Chris's reaction, he should be Didn't know about it at all, but he obviously woke up earlier than me. So can I guess that, at least so far, I'm the only one who has been informed of the existence of this transaction?" Lake Green He stared at Morris without blinking, waiting for an answer. In fact, he did guess right.

Because the blond man on the opposite side smiled in relief: "Yes, Harry, only you know, I believe you won't tell anyone else." "Why, if I have the right to know, then why..." Ha Li didn't quite understand this kind of logic. If he, an outsider, could know about this, could it really be considered a secret? "No, it's not because of the issue of authority." Morris pondered for a while, but chose to tell the truth: "The reason why I don't want you to tell other people about this is because there is still the possibility of such a transaction in the future. , if everyone knows, then the meaning of the trial will no longer exist, won’t it?”

"You mean that such a trial might come again?" Harry looked at Morris in surprise, "Are you guys... crazy to let a group of inhuman monsters be part of the trial? "Your understanding of vampires is not entirely correct, Harry, they are not just what you imagined." Facing the boy's question, Morris just smiled: "In fact, some of them have quite high blood pressure." Wisdom..." "But you still use them!" The little savior interrupted Morris's words firmly: "Anyway, you are still watching us secretly, which means that you are not actually Trust them."

"How could there be trust..." Morris laughed. He reached out and rubbed Harry's hair, and taught in a gentle voice, "You have to understand, Harry, a deal is a deal. Foreign races are always foreign races." Lake Green His eyes stared blankly at him, completely unaware of what these words together meant. Morris just smiled, and he didn't mean to explain.

"So what the hell does this mean?" Harry finally chose to ask another person in his consciousness, and if Voldemort knew, he might be willing to tell him. "Nothing special, just to appease you, and tell you not to leak the matter by the way." The devil sneered, and replied in a cold tone, obviously dissatisfied with Morris's actions.After all, even if Maurice didn't arrive in time in the end that day, he would have been able to keep Harry safe, even if Harry had insisted on saving the others.But there is one thing that is very problematic, that is, he cannot guarantee that Harry's secret will not be exposed.As long as he makes a move, everyone else will see it, and as long as they see it, this secret can no longer be concealed.

The North American side knows it and knows it. There is nothing to be afraid of. However, there is still a Severus Snape here. He is still his Death Eater in name, but in fact he has completely belonged to Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix. people.He has no reason not to know what everyone else knows, and as long as he knows, it is basically equivalent to Dumbledore knowing... Please, his former professor of transfiguration and now the headmaster of Hogwarts is not so It's so confusing.

There is no need for Voldemort to explain too much, the devil just mentioned the beginning, and Harry gradually figured out the following joints. The green-eyed little savior broke out in a cold sweat, and the question he originally wanted to ask is not in the mood to ask now. up.After bidding farewell to Morris in a hurry, Harry just wanted to find a place to be alone for a while. He felt that he needed time to figure out what to do in the future. He didn't want to continue this kind of fearful life at all.