Doomed to be an enemy

Halloween is October 31st.Chateau LeMay is open to the public.As the only happy event in the tense preparations, many people came.The entire estate has been renovated.The originally barren hillside was full of flowers, but when I got closer, I realized that they were indeed real flowers, but they were different.Gilded runes flowed down from the stone walls of the manor, spreading in all directions. These flowers were the alchemy products born from the power of these runes. Occasionally, golden light would seep out of the soil, which had long since disappeared from the magic world. Exotic plants can be seen everywhere, and griffins, which are also extinct, roam among them for people to watch.

Walking into the manor from the all-round path, you will find that the vestibule has been expanded into a large square.A beautifully shaped terrace is built right in front, and twelve steps meander down from both sides, extending at the same starting point like two embracing arms.Tables that can seat tens of thousands of people are placed in rows in the courtyard.

Harry had been stuck in the room early in the morning, and two good friends had brought him his engagement attire—a white linen dress robe.There are faint golden rays of light converging on it to form the pattern of a phoenix, which looks extremely aura.

"Madam Malkin pushed all the orders and spent ten days making this for you," Hermione said.

Harry came out of the house after changing, and Ron whistled.Hermione couldn't help but stared at Harry, who was a little bewildered, in amazement. "Isn't it pretty..." Harry stammered a little.Those emerald green eyes are a bit embarrassed and distressed. The white shirt, black vest and black pants make this color impact more eye-catching.Hermione opened the box they had brought, revealing a brooch in the shape of a phoenix on fire.

Ron coughed, "Harry, we didn't expect you to get engaged so soon. I mean, we've found the gift, it just takes a while, and it's not easy to come by. But I promise you'll be surprised. "

"Don't think too much, Ron. It's just an engagement." Hermione gave Harry a satisfied smile after helping Harry put on the brooch, "It's not so easy for Voldemort to marry Harry." Harry's expression suddenly became a little subtle And helpless.Ron bumped him with the shoulder, and whispered mysteriously, "Where's the ring you prepared? Do you want to cast a few evil spells on it?"

"Come on, Ron."

"It's not good to see the engagement ring in advance." This time it was Hermione who saved Harry, who gave him a grateful glance, "And even if we manipulated it, you think Voldemort wouldn't be able to see it? added Hermione, causing Ron to shrug his shoulders with a rather regretful expression.

"But if Mr. Flamel helps..." Hermione looked thoughtful.Harry didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"What are you trying to do?" he said helplessly.

Only then did Hermione shut her mouth. She reluctantly looked up and down at her handsome and young friend, and muttered, "I always feel that the other party is too cheap." Ron nodded in agreement, and he said jokingly: "Haha Leigh, if you regret your engagement today, will we fight the Death Eaters?"

"I don't know," Harry said honestly.

Finally, at ten o'clock, there was a lot of people outside.As soon as they walked out of the foyer, they heard a series of cameras taking pictures, but the reporters rarely surrounded him, but greeted him politely and kindly—maybe a little afraid?

Harry blinked, wondering if he had read it wrong.

Ron explained in a low voice: "I heard that the Ministry of Magic threw Rita Skeeter into Azkaban and sentenced her to five years on the grounds that she intended to destroy the cooperation between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters. , the Ministry of Magic has added another one - it may be related to this attack. She may never get out in this life."

Harry couldn't tell what it was like, it was clearly Voldemort's work.

He found that he really didn't have much sympathy, so he could only say sorry in his heart.Then focus on the incomparably grand engagement ceremony in front of you.What is the concept of tens of thousands of people?Harry saw the entire enchanted-enlarged vestibule, filled with people at the tables.I heard that Mr. Flamel borrowed half of the house-elves from Hogwarts two days ago, and in the end, the Death Eaters also supported half of them, which was barely enough.

Harry's clothes are so obvious that many wizards have noticed him.

"Good luck, buddy." Ron was also a little terrified after so many eyes swept over him.He smiled dryly, and dragged Hermione quickly to his seat.The latter only had time to say, "Mr. Flamel is the master of ceremonies, you have to find him in front of the balcony in the middle."

Harry felt that his hands were sweating, and he walked along the carpet from the front of the stage almost with his scalp numb, and came to Sia Flamel, who was standing in a formal suit.

"Oh, Harry," said M. Flamel lightly, "you're just in time. Stand on the right." He blinked and whispered.

Harry listened subconsciously, and then there was a commotion in the Death Eater's seat. He heard the sound and saw that the black robe embroidered with snakes slid across the colorful carpet, and the snake body slid along the back and up the shoulders, following the robes. Moved by the wind, it seems to be alive.The entire vestibule suddenly fell silent.Harry watched as Voldemort walked slowly through the gate step by step. The other party finally took off the unchanging solid-color robe. The white shirt and vest that were almost the same style as Harry wore on the man, showing elegance and nobility. gas.

The other was so close that Harry realized that there was a black cloak in the crook of his arm. A charming smile appeared on Voldemort's handsome face, and he fixed his eyes on the stunned Harry, "I think we can start."

The weather was cloudy, but Voldemort's soft voice made everyone sit up straight.He walked to Harry's left side indifferently, which disappointed and excited the audience who wanted to see a good show.Be aware that usually the left side is the position of the woman.

Cia Flamel cleared her throat and gave herself a loud voice. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming. Today is the engagement ceremony of Mr. Harry Potter and Mr. Lord Voldemort—" The Dark Lord's name caused a loud gasp in the seat.Siah LeMay continued, "One of them is the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, and the other is the master of the Death Eaters. They will make a covenant today—Halloween. What will it be? I don't know."

Siam Flamel made a joke to liven up the atmosphere, and there was a burst of laughter, and then said, "Finally, there is one more sentence, thank you that today is not April Fool's Day. Next, please invite the two parties to walk on the stage we designed for them. On the oath stand, they will enter into the marriage contract without falsehood and in full publicity, in the presence of all witnesses."

He took out his wand, turned, and waved at the tall terrace.

After a nervous rumble, the beautifully carved marble terrace slowly rose silently, and there was an uproar in the seats, and all the wizards watched in amazement as it grew higher and higher, and slowly it was almost level with the tower.The steps on both sides unfold slowly like folded ladders, and 120 steps meander down from mid-air.

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, watching this scene, this is indeed a talented alchemist.At least such a floating building is indeed unprecedented.It took Harry a while to whisper, "Are we going up from both sides?"

"Looks like it is." Voldemort moved his lips.

To be honest, he was a little skeptical that the Order of the Phoenix had tampered with it.He resisted the thought of leading the boy to walk forward together. Amidst a burst of whispering, they walked up the floating stone stairs on both sides, left and right.

The sound of footsteps was infinitely amplified in the vestibule. Harry felt that the 120 steps of the stairs were extremely long. He hardly dared to look down, only feeling the wind slipping past his ankles. up the terrace.The wind in mid-air was icy cold and lifted their robes.Harry resisted the idea of ​​giving himself a warming spell, he didn't want the alchemy circle to fail because of the fluctuation of the spell - although the possibility of this was very low.Soon, breaths colder than the wind slowly climbed up from the other end, and they circled around Harry. Harry blinked and found that the coldness had been isolated.

Voldemort walked up to the balcony unhurriedly, brushing his slender fingertips across the handrail—this place is condescending, and no one disturbs him, which really eased Harry's mood. Sound magic array.

"Harry..."

Voldemort called softly.Harry watched him come noiselessly. "I can't describe how I feel now, but..." He stretched out his fingertips to touch the boy's cheek, "Do you know what day it is?"

Harry pursed his lips and whispered, "I know."

Voldemort looked into the dim emerald green eyes of the boy he liked, and said softly, "I made you lose your parents 18 years ago, on this day." Voldemort said.

"I chose today as the date of my engagement. I intend to give you what you have lost. I want you to be happy."

Voldemort lowered his head and gently kissed the boy's cold cheek, whispering softly: "I personally brought you pain, and I also hope that I can end it myself." "This opportunity is beyond my expectation, I can swear by my name , The murder in Diagon Alley has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with the Death Eaters." "My boy, are you willing to join me in quelling the rebellion in the wizarding world, spend the rest of the time with me, accept my love, and be with me?" Are you engaged?"

Voldemort cunningly added a series of determiners before the verb, and Harry listened in silence, his emerald green eyes watching with complexity as Voldemort silently took out of his pocket a rare whole-carved snake in solid black diamond. In the shape of a ring, the black snake on it is like a baby, embracing a clear and beautiful oval-shaped emerald, and the eyes are inlaid with blood-red diamonds. Voldemort's obsidian-like beautiful and charming eyes fixedly fixed on the boy he liked. "You—" Immediately afterwards, under Harry's gradually surprised gaze, he knelt down on one knee silently and gracefully:

"My boy, will you marry me?"

he said softly.But he took Harry's left hand without pausing, and gently put the ring on the boy's ring finger. Voldemort stared at the boy's shocked eyes, chuckled, and lightly placed a kiss on the boy's icy fingertips, and then, as he wished, he heard Harry's difficult and dry voice: "I am willing, but— —”

Harry paused, then whispered, "Don't think I'll ever forgive you."

"That's enough." Voldemort said softly, and stood up without changing his expression, which made Harry look away unnaturally, and whispered, "Shall I kneel to you too?" Voldemort's breath stopped , glanced at the sound transmission circle that was still in operation, for the first time a little regretted not being able to study alchemy well-well, his boy must not know this, I am afraid the following people can hear it clearly with this strength ...

Voldemort sighed helplessly, but Harry misunderstood him, and he was relieved to think that the Dark Lord might be kneeling for the first time in his life.He lifted up his robe, and imitated Voldemort to kneel down on one knee—Voldemort had been kneeled by many people, but he never thought that one day when the boy knelt in front of him, Voldemort's black eyes darkened, and for a moment, But he only wanted to hug the other party into his arms and swallow him into his flesh and blood.

The boy's green and clear emerald eyes were full of seriousness:

"Voldemort, I'm not sure if life with you is suitable, but I will try. I promise that I will do my best to maintain our engagement. So, will you accept my ring and marry me?"

The boy took out the ring out of his pocket somewhat at a loss. It was a silver ring with red diamonds. In the square blood-colored gemstone, there was an extremely high level of white magic——the golden Apra immortal fire was burning and changing. It became a flaming lion with its teeth and claws guarding the blood behind it like a shield.

Voldemort stared blankly, and silently stretched out his hand. "I would." Harry took the man's slender fingers and carefully put them on his ring finger.Then the palm was held backwards and pulled forcefully, and Harry was unquestionably helped up by the man.

Immediately the balcony began to descend, giving Voldemort no time to kiss the boy at all.Harry was let go by the man, and Voldemort looked at the boy who was so charming today, and said softly, "I look forward to the day we get married, my boy."

Harry was a little embarrassed by the man's lustful eyes.He backed away, turned almost embarrassed, and walked down the stairs.As soon as they stepped out of the balcony, the quiet environment was immediately filled with noisy discussions—Harry guessed that there was a permanent silencing spell on it.Dozens of golden and red fireworks soared into the sky, and phoenixes of various postures sang around the terrace, which lasted for more than ten seconds before dissipating.

As they walked down, countless eyes turned on Harry, and many more stared at Voldemort secretly.God knows that Harry's "also" kneeling almost caused the bottom to explode.Who ever saw the Dark Lord kneel down to someone else?Who has seen it?

The reporter's quill was about to burst with excitement.But Barty Crouch Jr.'s expression was a bit distorted. He stared at the audience, which covered almost half of the British wizarding community, and realized that this matter could not be concealed at all.

So much so that when Harry walked down, he found that everyone's expressions were weird and excited-especially the Order of the Phoenix.The Death Eaters, on the other hand, remained silent at all, with distorted expressions.Harry didn't show his expression on the surface, but he was really a little puzzled in his heart.

Soon, the elegant harp sounded, alleviating the embarrassment.This banquet lasted all day, and at night, thousands of floating jack-o-lanterns appeared over LeMay Manor.If you touch it with your finger, it will turn into a miniature phoenix, or flap its wings, or express dissatisfaction with you - very popular with female wizards.

Harry was taken by Voldemort and formally introduced to the Death Eaters, who were courteously courteous, and only when it was Severus Snape's turn did Harry get a little complicated.Although he knew that the dark wizard had ordered Professor Dumbledore to kill him, he still couldn't just let it go.Finally Harry nodded at the other.Snape looked at him expressionlessly, nothing in those empty eyes.

Voldemort didn't even let the boy drink.When they got to the Order of the Phoenix, no one was polite. Starting with Cia Flamel, twenty key members toasted to him one by one, but Voldemort made a smirk and refused to refuse everyone.

Throughout the whole day, the wine used at the banquet almost emptied the wine storages of LeMay Manor and Voldemort Manor.No matter how it is in the dark, at least there is harmony on the surface.When Harry sighed like this, Hermione almost choked, and looked at Ron speechlessly and nodded accordingly.

Hermione shook her head helplessly:

"Anyway, after today, the Order of the Phoenix will be tied to the Death Eaters, and I'm afraid we'll be so busy preparing for the battle that we won't have much time to sleep."

Harry watched as Voldemort smiled more and more charmingly—this expression almost showed that his patience was exhausted, and the Death Eaters didn't come forward knowingly—but he still patiently dealt with the wizard who was toasting in the past, and couldn't help showing a smile. Smile: "What does that matter? At least everything from now on will be better than yesterday."

He said in a relaxed tone.Then he took a glass of wine and walked over, blocking a wizard who wanted to toast the Dark Lord. Ron watched dryly as his good friend drank the wine in the glass very simply under the watchful eyes of Voldemort raising his eyebrows—— Of course, the same goes for the toasting wizard.

"I don't think so." Ron frowned.

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