[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

In the Christmas of the second school year, Harry spent it alone again. He didn't go back to the Dursleys' house, and at the same time he refused Chris' invitation of course.Although it was his own choice, the savior still felt uncomfortable when he was curled up in the dormitory alone.

"Go for a walk, Harry, it's not a good habit to stay indoors all the time." Voldemort sat down on the chair opposite Harry quite naturally, raised his eyebrows and casually suggested, but his tone sounded like he was ordered.He looked sideways at the fluttering snowflakes outside, and a dull light of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.

"I don't want to go out..." Harry leaned back in the chair listlessly, coping lazily. He didn't know if he was in a short period of mental burnout, but he really didn't want to do anything these days. "Then how about at least unwrapping your presents? You won't be too lazy to walk the distance from the dormitory to the common room, right?" Shaking his head helplessly, the devil came over and grabbed the savior's wrist to force him to stand up.To be honest, Voldemort actually couldn't bear the laziness of the boy, but he also knew how much pressure the boy had been under recently, so he finally thought that he should be a little more lenient to the boy.

"Gifts... Do you really think that someone will give me a gift?" Harry laughed at himself, but immediately after, his expression froze slightly, because he suddenly remembered something that others would give me a gift. The possibility of Christmas gifts is indeed infinite and close to zero, but Chris is not in the scope of this other person. If his former gray-eyed roommate really gave him a Christmas gift, whether it is signed on the packaging or not, It would be better for him to take it back to the dormitory first.Thinking of this, Harry subconsciously quickened his pace. While buttoning up his coat, he hurried through the long corridor, and then, not surprisingly, he was intercepted in the common room.

When Harry walked out of the dormitory, he guessed that there might be someone who didn't like him standing here waiting to deal with him. He was also considering whether to deal with that person severely, but now standing in front of him The identity of the person was beyond his expectation.

"Miss Ducker, what do you want?" Out of politeness, Harry stopped to say hello, but the eyes he and the girl met were definitely not unfriendly. Although there was some element of anger here, But it is not unreasonable, after all, it has something to do with her.The haughty girl with her chin raised all the time did not put on a haughty gesture this time, Christine bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth: "I admit that I don't like you, Mr. Potter, Because of some personal reasons, I did feel sorry for you, but in fact, I didn't mean to use this to force you to transfer schools." Her face was extremely pale, and the movement of lowering her head slightly caused the forehead to scatter. The broken hair covered most of her face, and Harry couldn't see her expression clearly, and of course, he didn't want to see clearly.

"You don't need to explain anything to me, Miss Ducker, I never resented and cursed you for this." If time goes back more than ten years, decades, Harry will definitely be overwhelmed by this person's change of attitude I was overjoyed, and would subconsciously repair the relationship, but now it won't happen, nothing will happen, the savior just smiled coldly, staring at her with great interest, wanting to know what the next step will be What.

"I, I mean... I'm sorry." Christine's voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost inaudible. The pale girl lowered her head slightly, her eyes fell humbly on her toes, and there was still a smile on her cheek. Such scenes are always easy to arouse many inappropriate associations in people's minds, but those who appreciate the performance are just indifferent.

"You also don't need to apologize to me, Miss Ducker, I think, what you said before was not wrong." Harry still had no expression on his face, although it was not clear what Christine was doing in front of him. , but all the possibilities do not include "Christine really wants to apologize to him." The savior lowered his eyes calmly and was about to pass by the girl. He was in a bad mood. Naturally, he didn't want to flirt with someone he didn't like. This time, he carefully kept a short distance from the girl to ensure that he wouldn't be grabbed by someone's clothes again.

But Christine didn't try to stop him, the girl just stood behind him, quietly watching him rummaging under the Christmas tree, without speaking, but also without leaving. "What does she mean by that? I thought her goal had already been achieved?" The savior felt uncomfortable being watched by the eyes behind him, but he couldn't speak to drive people away. Voldemort was naturally the only person he could ask for advice at the moment.

The Demon King casually glanced at the girl behind Harry, clearly saw the tangled emotions in those eyes, and sneered softly: "Why do you care about this kind of person's opinion? The factor of stability, but I dare not offend you... You are not as lonely as you think, although I believe you have never included it in your consideration, but you are still a British wizard The savior of the world..." When he said that word, Voldemort's tone was unconsciously filled with malice and sarcasm, but he quickly adjusted his voice and became gentle again: "She doesn't have the courage to really What about you, with today's apology, even if you think about this past in the future, the possibility of revenge on her will be much smaller."

"I don't think so. In fact, my impression of her is only worse." The boy complained in a low voice, and his subordinates were still quickly looking for his own gifts, and the number seemed to be much more than he imagined. Few, although none of them are signed on the outer packaging. "That's just because you're not a child, let alone an adolescent boy..." Voldemort's ending sound was slightly raised, with clear ridicule and banter. Harry was taken aback for a moment, and then reflected, he used He glared dissatisfiedly at the demon king opposite him, and without speaking, got up and walked back with his small pile of presents in his arms.

"Wait, I haven't finished yet." Christine didn't seem to have expected this kind of situation. The girl couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and the arrogance that had been carved into her bones subconsciously revealed a little, and she sucked gently. In a low voice, he stepped forward and stopped Harry: "In the name of the heir of the Ducker family, may I invite you to sit down and have a good chat?" Harry watched her without speaking. The structural connection between the various families is more or less familiar, so he can hear the potential meaning of this sentence.

The heir of the Darker family... In fact, with such a status, the girl is already very humble and polite, isn't she?Harry suddenly thought of an old acquaintance of his for no reason, the little Slytherin prince with light blond hair and pale face who was the same age as him.To be honest, the status of the Malfoy family in the UK is not low, but after all, the Ministry of Magic is in charge in the UK. Unlike North America, the so-called Magic Parliament is basically useless. Anyway, it is those few who can have seats and the right to speak in it. The top families, so the truly important decisions still have to be made jointly by these families.There is no doubt that the Daker family is one of the top!

Now that her identity has been brought out, there is no need for Christine to make any more gestures. The shyness and humility that was put on her disappeared in an instant, Christine Dark You are still the brightest star, and the temperament between every gesture makes you feel ashamed.

However, just because she knows the rules doesn't mean...Harry must also know the rules.

"Sorry, Miss Ducker." The black-haired and green-eyed boy suddenly raised the corners of his lips and showed a bright smile: "I would love to chat with the heir of the Darker family, but I don't think I have the right now Time, why don't we talk about it next time?" The savior raised his arm in a gesture, showed Christine the gift box like a hill, and left in a hurry before the girl could speak, without giving her a chance to stop her.Although his attitude towards her was a little relieved because of her status as a girl, Harry had to say that he still didn't like her very much, and before Harry decided to leave Imofani, he might still hold back his temper and deal with it. But now that he is about to leave, why should he suppress himself.

"You seem to be in a much better mood?" Seeing Harry barely hugging the things in his arms with one arm, and freeing up one hand to open the door, Voldemort raised his eyebrows and took the things in the boy's hand: "Guess What you get, I bet there's something you're familiar with."

The hand that was about to take the gift box suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Harry turned his head to look at someone beside him vigilantly: "What do you mean, familiar things...what do you mean?" Although he asked , but he had already vaguely guessed a little bit in his heart, after all, the familiar brown paper box was still lying quietly at the bottom of the gift mountain. "You might as well take it apart and have a look." The Demon King shrugged leisurely, did not explain, just followed Harry's gaze, and smiled meaningfully.

"It's all going to be opened anyway..." Having said that, Harry still stretched out his hand towards the box.The box doesn't look small, but it doesn't weigh too much when you get it in your hands. The Savior shook it lightly, and there was a soft sound of cloth rubbing against it. "As expected..." Harry whispered, not knowing whether he should feel happy or disappointed, and before the matter unfolded further, he had no way to predict.Quickly unpacking the outer packaging, Harry casually put the invisibility cloak that he had followed him for many years in his previous life on his shoulders.Its material is actually not thick, and it is even slightly cool in the hand, but for no reason, from the moment it fell on his shoulders, Harry felt an inexplicable sense of security, this is, Inertia?

"Since the props have arrived, the Sorcerer's Stone will not be far away..." The Demon King whispered to himself, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and the Savior was still carefully examining his invisibility cloak, He didn't notice the change in the Demon King's mood at the moment.