Doomed to be an enemy

"Harry..."

A creepy, yet soft voice brushed past my ears.This was the first time he had spoken to the locket since Christmas.This brought back his memory of Christmas Eve, and the uneasiness was immediately overwhelmed by the surging bitterness.His heart seemed to be soaked in ice water, and even the words he spoke seemed to have no heat.

"I need your help."

A strange air lingered around him, even around his fragile neck, and Harry knew he was listening. "I need to talk to him over the link, now." Harry said softly.

The locket was silent.The air suddenly surged up and lingered on his forehead - Harry even felt that the other person was gently touching his scar with his fingers. "What are you doing?" "...I smell the same kind. Just now, boy, what have you been doing lately? Huh?"

Harry frowned, the locket seemed to be gaining strength.Originally, he could only make a slight sound... Even though he used Occlumency every time he touched him, could the other party still absorb energy? "No, it's nothing." I closed my eyes to hide the tingling pain and sadness in my heart for a moment.When he opened his eyes, he was already calm.

After a long time, the air flow left the scar. I don't know if it was an illusion. When it slid down, it brushed against Harry's lips. Harry turned his head:

"I guess that's not the topic of the day."

Soul Piece's low chuckle flickered around: "Okay... boy, conversation is a laborious task, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"An invitation." Harry said calmly, "I just don't know if it will be successful."

"If it was me, I wouldn't hesitate." A soft and seductive voice came out of the airflow, "Harry, you know who I am. I can help you with ideas."

fraud……

——I am older than you anyway, if you have any confusion, you can tell me, and I can think of ideas for you.

Another, better voice echoed in his mind, and Harry couldn't help propping his forehead with his palms, waves of exhaustion came from his mind.Harry smiled bitterly: "What price should I pay this time?"

The locket suddenly stopped talking.Then Harry felt a more palpable tingle in his head, and he immediately realized something, a huge mistake.He forgot to use Occlumency!This fact made his heart sink, and the barrier in his brain quickly flashed to isolate the prying consciousness.

Harry unconsciously grasped the armrest, he didn't know what the other party saw just now, but he had too much to reveal... the things about the Order of the Phoenix, the battle plan, the rescue plan, and even the suppressed deep broken emotions .Harry's breathing fluctuated, and his fingertips were blue with cold in the warm air.

After a long time, a soft voice came from the airflow:

"If you are willing to give me a body, I can give you what you want, Harry..." There was no temptation in his tone, no jokes, Harry could imagine that if the other party had a body, those wine red pairs There was a serious look in his eyes, and the wind-like air flow was swirling, falling on the back of his hand like a feather.

Harry's face was a little pale: "You know, that's impossible."

"Harry, I understand you better than him, and I can make changes as you expected. We can fight side by side instead of being like this. You are walking on thin ice even inviting him to negotiate a mutually beneficial negotiation." Softly calling his name, there was a slight hiss in the voice, almost making Harry think it was Parseltongue.

"Since you know what I'm going to do, you should also know my plan." Harry said sarcastically, "I'm not worth mentioning to him, but your existence made it possible. I don't remember When did Voldemort become lenient. You want me not to hand you over to him, you can just say so."

"Boy, don't insult the Dark Lord's ability." The voice was not angry, but with an imperceptible smile, "And you didn't intend to hand me over to him at all, did you?"

After a while, Harry said stiffly, "You'll make him stronger."

"Okay, okay..." The airflow started to flow again funny--Harry found his fingers warmed--the voice seemed to be kind, "Then, I have to tell you, that alchemy magic circle can't threaten the black Demon King. You have to use a stronger one."

Sure enough, he knew the plan.

Harry stared, a hint of worry flashing in his emerald green eyes. "Don't play tricks, maybe I should go to the secret room and get the snake teeth of the basilisk." He said threateningly.

The voice sighed: "Harry, you can't be so defensive against me. It's not fair - I'm telling the truth. Think about it, what would you do if he disagreed and threatened you with everything at Hogwarts?" What to do? I know myself, if the main soul really takes back more Horcruxes, then even if the alchemy magic circle you make can suppress black magic, it won't have much effect on the Dark Lord himself."

Then, in a softer, even gentler voice, he said: "Boy, listen to me, use another kind of magic to ensure your success."

Harry had to admit, he was a little tempted.

"Dark magic?" he hesitated.

"Yes, as long as your will is firmer and stronger than his, he can't get out of the range drawn by the magic." The air flow gently brushed his cheeks, "It's a prison spell in black magic, I have to admit, Harry, when you protect others, you become very powerful, unexpectedly powerful."

Harry seemed to feel cold fingertips touching his cheek, he thought about it calmly, and found a problem: "If it is really so powerful, why do others have nothing to do with you?" "Harry, Harry ..." The voice sighed again and again, "A firm will can make magic more effective. How many people in this world can be more powerful than me, Voldemort?"

Dumbledore!

Harry almost blurted out.But the other party didn't give him a chance: "Do you want to talk about Dumbledore?" The tone was quite dismissive, "He's focused on white magic, so it's impossible to use black magic—although he should be equally proficient. Believe me... …Harry, I don't want to be taken back by the main soul even more than you, our position is the same, if you lose, it won't do me any good."

Harry calmed down: "I will verify your words, so, tell me, how to use the Trapping Curse?"

"Good boy..." The voice suddenly became gentle. "The spell is Owner Prison, and it must have an extremely powerful intention." Harry was a little confused, "It's that simple? I thought..." A low-pitched laughter vibrated in the air, "Not all black magic is as terrifying as you imagined." .The trapping spell falls into the Dark Arts largely because of its purpose."

"Purpose?" Harry wondered.

The voice seemed a little pleasant and seductive: "Think about it, you can imprison men and women in invisible cages, and let you do whatever you want. Isn't it evil?"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and his face flushed immediately: "Don't think of me like you." He said viciously.

"If it helps you understand the spell, I don't mind being thought that way by you." The voice in the airflow was a little smiling, as if it was sliding over the heart with feathers, making Harry feel uncomfortable, and he squinted his emerald green eyes. He suddenly smiled: "That's too stingy, it's better to be more generous. It would be better if I practice it directly with you - since you can already come out of the locket."

Soul Piece fell silent for a moment, and the air flow reflexively drifted away.

Harry couldn't help laughing at his reaction.The laughter clearly annoyed Soul Piece, "Boy, you really know how to bargain."

Harry hadn't been this happy for a long time. He leaned back in his chair almost relaxed, still smiling.

"What about your answer?" His emerald green eyes blinked teasingly, and he slowly spit out an title with the tip of his tongue viciously, "MyLord..."

The speed of the airflow suddenly stagnated, which made it look like a mess.Like a snake tying itself into a knot, Harry smiled as he slowly recovered into a smooth wisp of wind, and then a dispassionate voice came out: "Whatever you want. Let's talk about the next step when you can master this spell." things."

The sun fades away and night falls.The Hogwarts house elves kindly delivered the dinner to the common room.The members of the Order of the Phoenix took turns patrolling and guarding according to the assignment at the beginning, so although Harry didn't show up, everything was in order.Harry used the Room of Requirement after consulting with Professor McGonagall, who had acted as Headmaster on their advice.

"The cage appears!"

After practicing for more than two hours, the magic power just fluctuated a bit.Harry frowned, the air flow was like a snake protruding its head from a locket, hovering in front of it, and mockingly said, "Obviously I overestimated you, didn't I? Use your thoughts, idiot! You are facing It is the enemy, this is not the time to respect each other, and you are not so polite when you are dueling with him."

"How many memories of mine have you read!?" Harry's face darkened.

Airflow shook his head and tail, his voice almost whispered, and he was extremely proud: "Guess..." Harry narrowed his beautiful emerald green eyes, "The cage appears!"

A thin mist gushes out, forming a ring around the locket like a ribbon.

"Yes, that's it!" said the voice lazily, "Use a little effort in your mind, why not use your heart's desire? That will be more effective." Harry's heart was full of anger, every word of this bastard It seems to have tarnished the broken feelings.The emerald green eyes were surprisingly clear with anger, he raised his wand and said loudly: "The cage appears!"

Under the light of the candle, a ray of golden light flew out of Harry's wand, and the dazzling golden runes rolled in it, and quickly formed a complete circle, and then the circle split from it and criss-crossed, forming a three-dimensional cage like this formed.It rotated almost gracefully, and the scorching breath made the locket inside panic. "As I said, its power lies in willpower, not magic power!"

The airflow embarrassedly dodged the high temperature above the ring - that symbolized Harry's anger.

"You are not allowed to talk about my feelings again!" Harry said every word.

The locket also seemed to have annoyed the other party, and did not tease again: "Okay, okay... you have to hurry up, we don't have much time, I believe most wizards will receive Hogwarts letters tomorrow morning." information."

With a wave of the wand, the counterspell cancels the spell's effect.Of course Harry knew that sealing off the owl house wouldn't do much, and there were plenty of ways for the wizarding world to get in touch.It was seven o'clock, and he hadn't mastered the spell yet.The anger seemed to have disappeared, Harry pursed his lips, suppressing the void rising in his heart and the panic overflowing from it.

Sure, Harry.He told himself, you have no retreat, there is a cliff behind you, and you won't be the only one if you fall.Think of Hogwarts, think of the people here, think of the Order of the Phoenix.

The emptiness was gradually covered by something else, Harry calmed down, and for the first time chanted the spell without any emotion: "The cage—"

"--appear!"

Nothing happened, the air current above the locket like a snake suddenly floated up, he didn't speak for the first time, but swam around an invisible circle, up and down.

Harry had a strange feeling, as if Voldemort invaded his mind in the Ministry of Magic, and each other was in pain. This was the impact and confrontation of consciousness and consciousness. Harry knew that if he couldn't withstand the other party's attack, then The spell will fail.

Harry's eyes were calm. When you have no way out, guard the only passage, and anyone can become a warrior.

It was like a month ago when Harry, carrying countless secrets, easily and voluntarily severed the connection with Voldemort in his dream for the first time.

This time, too.

After a long time, the air flow returned to the locket lightly. "You did it," he said.The tone seemed a little weak.

"You..." Harry moved closer, hesitantly, "Are you all right?"

The locket didn't answer, Harry frowned, could this spell still cause damage to Horcruxes?Harry picked up the locket from the ground and shook it. He regretted using magic to punish the other party's slip of the tongue just now. "Hello?" "You rude boy! Don't move around, I'm tired!" The voice came from inside, and it was already a little weaker than just now.

Holding the locket in his palm, Harry suddenly felt a tingling on his skin, and then for a moment, he felt extremely tired, so fast that he almost hallucinated.Horcruxes can absorb life force and manifest themselves.Harry knew this, and sat down on the cushion beside him without putting it back in the cloth bag with its magically insulating effect.

"Feeling better?" Harry whispered, enduring the strange feeling of something missing.

The locket was silent, and Harry felt the suction suddenly increase. "Hey hey, don't take it too far!" he yelled, his brow furrowing. It wasn't a good feeling to lose a life, but Harry just didn't think it was as bad as it felt.More and more serious fatigue came, just when Harry couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stuff it into the cloth bag, the suction suddenly disappeared.

"Merlin's beard, should I thank you for not killing me?" Harry felt so sleepy that he hadn't slept for two days and two nights. "I think, yes." A soft voice came from behind, and Harry woke up suddenly.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Harry quickly moved away from the spot and turned around, pointing his wand at the source of the sound without fail.The latter raised his eyebrows, and looked at his tense face with some playfulness. "The ungrateful boy..." he sneered.It made Harry swallow the Captivating Curse almost out of his mouth.

Looking carefully, Voldemort's body was complete, but somewhat illusory.

"Locket?" Harry asked tentatively.

"Obviously," he said.Slowly approaching, "It's thanks to your, ah, generosity just now." Voldemort reached out to touch Harry's cheek, it was not nothingness, it was cold and without warmth, Harry regretted not going to the Chamber of Secrets to get the snake tooth first , he gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want?"

"I thought you'd be happier seeing this."

Harry wondered why the scar didn't hurt.It seemed that it hadn't hurt in a long time. Voldemort was amused by his vigilant look, "Harry, if I wanted you dead, I wouldn't have stopped absorbing your life just now." There was a focused look in his wine-red eyes, "I said, You don't have to be so guarded against me."

Harry took a step back, away from his presumptuous fingertips:

"I don't think you need to be like this. I really don't want to hand you over to him, and I will continue to fight against him. You don't need to worry about these two points." His eyes were calm, and there was no fluctuation in his emerald green eyes.The other party looked at him with a strange look, and suddenly smiled, "I thought, you should be unable to stand still."

He approached slowly, with an elegant and light gesture - he didn't care about the wand being pointed at his chest. "Harry, you're in a terrible state of mind."

It's like it has nothing to do with you.

Harry was a little weak, the loss of vitality made his eyes almost black out from exhaustion, but he had to hold on to the weird situation right now.

"It's quiet here, no one's disturbing you, why don't you sleep for a while?" Voldemort stretched out his hands to hold his shoulders, he exerted a little force, and Harry fell down on a pile of cushions, with the tall wizard sitting next to him, "Go to sleep." , I'm here to watch over you." Harry didn't believe it at all, "If you do something bad with my wand..." His voice trailed off as Voldemort's displeased burgundy eyes watched .

"Come here." Voldemort opened his left arm, and his black mist-like sleeve fell on the cushion.

"what?"

Harry was puzzled, and Voldemort said lazily, "Aren't you worried that I might come up with some bad idea? I'll sleep with you in my arms. It's okay." There was a hint of playfulness in the wine-red eyes, "Or, You expect something more intense? Huh?" With the meaningful ending, the air seemed to become ambiguous.Harry was sleepy, and he really needed to rest, so it seemed like a good choice to hold on to this guy who could slip away and do something at any time.

His dull mind turned around, and he felt that there was no big problem.Just got closer.It seemed to be warmed by Harry's life force, and the body temperature of Soul Piece was no longer as cold as ice. Harry just wanted to hold the other's hand, but Voldemort hated his dawdling, and grabbed his shoulder to pull him over.Harry lay in his arms, completely exhausted after all his messes and vegetables.

He gripped his wand tightly, and the silky silk robe under his palm, and slowly fell asleep.

Voldemort didn't take the wand in his hand right away, his slender, skeletal hand lightly landed on Harry's messy hair, his fingertips gently touched the round one, every time he blew here, he would The red pinna moved slowly, lingering on the small earlobe.