Doomed to be an enemy

"It's time!" In a dilapidated hotel in Diagon Alley.Hermione stared at an "Action A" gradually emerging on the parchment, and Huo Di stood up from her chair.It also woke up the silent action team.Ron rushed over and grabbed Hermione's hand, staring at the letter A written in black ink on it, couldn't help but get excited, "Great!"

He grinned. The Order of the Phoenix had drawn up three plans corresponding to the number of Death Eaters brought by Voldemort. Obviously, the current situation was the most favorable for their rescue plan.

"I'll notify Greer immediately." Lupine hurried to the next door, where there was a fireplace that could fly away.Noldo took out his wand: "Mad-Eye Moody should have also received the news. I have to say, Hermione, your method is very useful."

"Thank you, now let's use the Portkey to go around Malfoy Manor." Hermione took out the prepared can and handed it to Ron, "Only you have been there."

"Mentos!" A trace of blue light appeared from above.Ron had never been so grateful to have been there with his father as a child. "It's done, the time is 10 minutes later!" Ron said. "Good job, Ron." Bill stroked his wand and smiled at his brother.

After a few minutes, Lupine opened the door and walked in. "They're on their way. We've got to hurry too—"

They formed a circle in the small house, and with 1 minute left, they touched the old soda can together.In the blink of an eye, the people in this small room disappeared.Thousands of miles away, in the tall grass near Malfoy Manor, there were a few slight crackling sounds, and they landed on a piece of soft wild grass.

The cold air soaked the lungs, and the coldness permeated the whole body. "Who?!" "——It's them!" Moody and four or five old Aurors who were about the same age had been waiting for a long time. Even though they knew that only their own people came here, they pointed their wands at the comers immediately.It wasn't until Hermione showed the parchment that she put down her guard.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, she was also a little timid when the old Auror really became fierce.Especially next to him was a man with a blank face and straight eyes, dressed as a black wizard, with heavy shadows in his eyes. "This is the Death Eater?" Ron was a little worried: "He doesn't even seem to recognize anyone."

"The Imperius Curse, Mr. Weasley, I'll take it as your compliment." Moody smiled.Ron couldn't help shivering.Bill muttered, "There's more than one Weasley here." "Seriously, if he could recognize people, he wouldn't be so quiet." In the old Auror, a man with beards lowered his vigorous voice Said. "It took a lot of trouble for us to catch him, and we wasted a little time."

That is to say, but seeing that none of them were injured, I know how powerful these old Moody guys are.

Ron couldn't help feeling more confident about this move. "The bad news is that it's that crazy woman, Bella Trix, who stayed behind." Moody said with his magic eyes fixed on the back of his head—the direction of the manor.

While talking, before the young people could react, the old wizards quickly raised their wands and pointed to the open space on the other side—as if there were a group of Death Eaters there.A second later, more than 20 werewolves appeared staggeringly along with the Portkey.

"Don't do it, the parchment is here!" one of them shouted as promised.

Ron opened his mouth wide: "How do they know..." "Space fluctuations require special training." Hermione replied reflexively. "You're right. But that's not very pleasant." The bearded Auror gave Hermione a surprised look, "Not much is known about it."

"It's in the Auror Guide. I got it from Harry," said Hermione.

"The chat is over, the invisibility cloak is here."

Moody took out the shiny silver cloak that Harry lent him: "If all goes well, we will launch an attack on their way to escort the hostages in half an hour."

the other side.

The corridors of Hogwarts were empty.There was the sound of flipping through papers in the auditorium.The preparations for this negotiation started half a month ago. Hermione drew up a draft, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix refined it four times.And, as usual, over-detailed clauses were drafted.

Of course, in order to make up for Harry's lack of negotiation experience, Hermione read a lot of books, which resulted in the considerable thickness of the negotiation materials in Harry's hand.Harry was grateful for Hermione's hard work and insisted on memorizing it.So much so that he was able to put his hands on the table and look at Voldemort opposite him with a calm expression.

Beside him sat the 56 members of the Order of the Phoenix, and to his right were the Hogwarts professors.Opposite were Voldemort and his Death Eaters - only seventy Death Eaters finally entered the castle, and they sat on either side of Voldemort, leaving a large seat in the middle to show respect to the Dark Lord.

"Good idea." Voldemort put down the file with his slender fingers, and held the sticky yew wand in his other hand.As he spoke, the Death Eaters put down their things one after another and sat up straight. "It's just that all of this is based on the so-called magic recorder. If I remember correctly, there is this research in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, but it has not been successful. Excuse me for being rude, I doubt the authenticity of this matter "His voice was very soft, but in the auditorium where only the sound of burning torches was heard, it was as if there was an echo, which was very clearly heard.

The other party's questioning is just to make you give up more interests.At this time, neither concessions nor pressing are allowed, enough is enough.

Reflexively, Harry remembered item No. 40 of the "List of Sudden Problems Negotiating with the Dark Lord" summarized by Hermione. "A lot of things are not from the Ministry of Magic. The Order of the Phoenix has tested the results, and all the test reports are here-if you are questioning that." He waved his wand, and there were almost a dozen plates in the stack. A tall parchment appeared on the table - and the Death Eaters who were near it couldn't help but lean back.There are too many of them, almost trembling and ready to collapse at any time.

Voldemort didn't even look at him, his scarlet eyes only stared at Harry, and Harry's unfamiliar yet familiar arrogance slowly appeared on his face: "Mr Potter, you asked the Death Eaters not to interfere in Hogwarts, as a Students graduating here—I can agree, but Death Eaters attacking students will be sent to Azkaban, such a serious accusation, at least I have the right to know what the so-called surveillance is all about."

With Slytherin's paranoia, they will not believe in the reliability of the magic recorder, and they will definitely seize this point to make a point.We can make this work public, but only for Voldemort himself.

Almost immediately, Hermione recited the six items No. 90 of "List of Sudden Problems Negotiating with the Dark Lord" in her mind.

"The Order of the Phoenix also promised not to interfere with Hogwarts." Harry stared at the other side with his green eyes unflinchingly, "Voldemort, you doubt the accuracy and reliability of the magic recorder. The research results of this thing, It can be made public, but only for you."

"It's more or less the same." Voldemort raised his eyebrows, surprised that the boy was so well prepared.He didn't think that what he said without blinking an eye was improvisation.Suddenly Voldemort showed a playful smile: "However, you are not allowed to hurt Hogwarts students who are under the age of 17. It's a pity. I remember that Mr. Potter should no longer meet this requirement." His tone was a little lazy , There were laughter one after another among the Death Eaters.

"List of Sudden Problems Negotiating with the Dark Lord" No.70 Eight items: In a sense, Harry Potter is also a student of Hogwarts, but he is already 17 years old, and the other party will seize this point to attack, Strive for greater benefits.That's when you need to be careful.It is best to get a year.

Harry calmly ignored the last sentence of the regulation.

"Yes, I'm over 17, so I'm not covered," he said.

Voldemort was really a little surprised, this question is all under preparation? ...But this does not just show the importance the Order of the Phoenix attaches to this negotiation.The Dark Lord was suddenly a little curious, if he put forward some other conditions, would the boy still be able to carry those manuscripts that had been prepared so calmly?Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Daily Prophet reporters who were quietly taking pictures and writing manuscripts around the conference table. Voldemort abandoned the idea with some regret.

At this moment, the door of the auditorium was opened again, and Bellatrix broke in in a mess.There were seven or eight Death Eaters behind her, all fidgeting with their wands.Bella pushed the shivering Rabastan angrily, "Master, I have something to tell you." She glanced at the members of the Order of the Phoenix opposite with malice and resentment.He lowered his body and said something in the ear of Voldemort who was looking displeased.

The Dark Lord's displeasure gradually disappeared, and there was no expression on his handsome face.Harry's nerves, which had been relaxed by Bella's arrival, tensed again.And Voldemort's emotionless glance over him also made Harry's heart sink.

He wondered if it was an unwise moment to rescue Arthur Weasley.But there is only one chance.Harry tried his best to ignore the flame-like panic in his heart, and told himself to be calm, calm... He had already promised to leave after saving people, so the death eaters shouldn't suffer much.

But in the face of Voldemort's suddenly sharp, scrutinizing gaze, Harry rarely felt a little faint.

He was betting that the other party's sanity wouldn't suddenly pull back - that would only hurt their reputations.What Harry was worried about was that there might be a lot of changes in this negotiation.

"Mr. Potter, I have to say that you really surprised me—as a Gryffindor." Voldemort's voice sounded unrecognizable, "As the initiator of the negotiations, you should not be concerned about this attack and Death Eater." Can you explain the loss suffered by the Death Eaters?" The Death Eaters looked disturbed by the turn of events, and some quietly took hold of their wands.

"Our member Arthur Weasley has been imprisoned by you for a long time. The Order of the Phoenix just went to pick him up, not to attack." Harry curled his cold fingers, trying to appear sincere.A trace of worry could not help but flash in his heart—did the Death Eaters kill many people?Is it Moody and they broke their promise?Otherwise, how could Voldemort have become so frightening?

But it didn't seem to have any effect, Voldemort smiled, and the distorted excitement on Bella's face made Harry's stomach twitch uncomfortably.After a long time Voldemort said in a soft, hissing tone, "Potter, do you know what happens when you fool the Dark Lord—"

"It's not a fool."

"But I don't think so. Fake my orders, fool Death Eaters, wound them, and save my prisoners." He pointed out one by one, and his smile deepened, "If you want to continue this so-called Negotiations, I think something has to change."

Harry was speechless, but on the surface he could only remain calm.

"Appreciate further details."

Voldemort stood up from his seat, and his jet-black robe slid lightly over the edge of the table. "Potter, you should have come up with this idea." His scarlet eyes narrowed, "The price for angering me..."

His eyes turned maliciously on Harry, "I'm sorry, I really can't find anything that interests the Dark Lord that you can come up with. Maybe..." His pale and thin palm spread He stared at Harry and said, "You."

In the quiet auditorium, Harry could hear Voldemort's voice clearly.The heart sank to the bottom in an instant. "You don't have to stress so much, I know you want my life—" "No, no..." There was a sneer in Voldemort's eyes, "Harry Potter, there are other ways in this world besides death. I don't want you to die in my bed."

The Death Eaters laughed ambiguously.Bellatrix's expression froze, like a spoiled palette, frightened and afraid to question.

The Order of the Phoenix was dead silent.

Harry could no longer maintain his so-called calm, his emerald green eyes were especially beautiful with anger. Voldemort admired all this almost obsessively: "Compared with your life, maybe I'm more interested in your body right now... Potter, you can think about it now."

consider?Harry's heart was cold, and the deep, dull pain was numb in the bone-chilling chill.Such a complete humiliation, when it was only about himself, he might not be able to grit his teeth and bear it, let alone he represented the Order of the Phoenix now. Did Voldemort want to trample on the dignity of the Order of the Phoenix?

The image of the old man lying on the lawn flashed in Harry's mind, and the nameless anger burned completely.

"Voldemort—"

The young man's voice echoed in the auditorium.

He stood up slowly, and gently threw the documents in his hand on the table. "Forgive me for not agreeing." As soon as the words were finished, the members of the Order of the Phoenix tensed up, and the inexplicable tension in the air gradually became stronger.The Death Eaters' laughter died down, and their nerves tensed as well.

The silent professors couldn't help becoming nervous.

The sternness in Harry's eyes made the emerald green color indifferent.Like the green of Slytherin. Voldemort was amazed by his determination and relentlessness, it seemed that the boy hadn't thought about how disparate the balance of power was here, and there were thousands of Death Eaters out there.

He stared at Harry carefully, "Can't?" As if chewing on whether the word had another meaning. Voldemort raised his eyebrows, just as he was about to say something.A sea-blue light fell from the top of the auditorium—the outside sky on the protective barrier of Hogwarts, blasting a piece of seawater-like light, and a beautiful dolphin opened its mouth and let out a piercing neigh.

Everyone couldn't help raising their heads to watch this scene.Professor McGonagall stood up abruptly, and said in a voiceless voice, "Beauxbaton's distress signal!"

"what?"

Harry froze, and sharply swept towards the Death Eaters, fixing on Voldemort's stunned face.Three seconds later, he turned around and asked, "Professor McGonagall, what does this signal mean?" The aurora dolphin, the shield of Hogwarts, and the bones of Durmstrang can only emit this signal in extremely dangerous situations. Anyone who sees it, whether it is a professor, a student, or even Adult wizards who have graduated must do their best to rescue them." Professor McGonagall quickly explained.

She swept across the opposite side palely, but couldn't speak.

"So, there are Beauxbatons' students in danger around here?" Harry said, recalling the direction of the light, he suddenly looked up at the transparent ceiling of the auditorium, "It's in the sky." Relying on the keenness of a Seeker , Harry saw a small dot approaching rapidly.

"Merlin... we have to open the defense." "But..."

"Voldemort—" Harry stared at the Dark Lord who had regained his composure, "Does this matter have anything to do with you?"