Doomed to be an enemy

Voldemort was in a bad mood.

Harry could feel it.He stared at the screaming enemy in mid-air, and couldn't bear to look away: "Aren't you going to help your men?" This is indeed a very good commanding height, where you can have a clear view of the battle situation——Harry couldn't help feeling in his heart As soon as they sank, the power of the vampires was getting stronger and stronger. If they had such an excellent commander, it would be really bad for wizards.

"They know what to do."

The dark lord's thin robe was blown up by the violent wind, holding a bone-colored magic wand in his pale and thin hand, staring at the scene in mid-air almost grimly.His eyes paused for a moment on the violently burning fire phoenix around them, "Going to help you friends." He said softly.

He looked down at Harry with those dark red eyes - as if there was no one unlucky to be tortured by his magic.Harry woke up slightly: "Then be careful yourself." He cut off the supply of magic power—the fire phoenix disappeared from midair.And then Voldemort's pressure, which was as cold as a cold wave, spread surgingly.

Harry couldn't help taking a few steps back, seeing that the other party still didn't intend to go around the dying vampire, he suddenly felt sorry for the Death Eaters who were being besieged over there.

When the golden rune halo exploded and appeared at the location of the Order of the Phoenix, the battle was already doomed.

Everyone's high emotions caressed their skin like substance, and the large golden flames accompanied by cheers burned the vampires like ocean waves.It ignited the forest, and wanted to go further... Harry hurriedly interrupted the spell helplessly, "What kind of magic did the Death Eaters use?" He couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Harry!"

Ron and Hermione looked at him in surprise, and Harry couldn't help grinning: "It's me." What surprised him was that the eyes of the two good friends wandered around him for a moment, and Harry blinked , instantly understood the other party's concerns, so he nodded, "He's not here anymore." Then when they were relaxing, they pointed to the location of the hill, "Over there."

Harry thought the expressions on the two were simply wonderful, "Okay, let's get down to business, we need support, there are thousands of high-level vampires besieging the Death Eaters ahead, for Merlin's sake, we must help them. "The last sentence, he couldn't help but lower his voice.Ron's expression seemed to be choking, but Hermione was not surprised. She immediately summoned the Patronus, "I guess they are already on their way." She glanced at the red phoenix fireworks that were still shining in the sky, and said quickly, "But we have to tell them the specific situation. Call God to protect!" The silvery otter jumped out of the wand.

"At the Dark Mark - we and the Death Eaters are besieged by high-level vampires, be vigilant! Support!"

Ron stared at all this dumbfounded, "We're not with the Death Eaters..."

"Oh, come on. Ronald, do you want to support the former enemy?" Hermione couldn't help but said after finishing all this, "How else can everyone be motivated? But we are going to hurry up, we must Otherwise, this matter will be exposed." After she finished speaking, she looked at Harry, who had been looking at them with a smile, with embarrassment, "I hope I'm not too out of line."

"It couldn't be better." Harry couldn't help but stepped forward to give her a hug, and Ron.

Seeing that the last vampire was killed, Harry cast a loud spell on himself before the energy was exhausted, and his firm and powerful voice immediately spread to everyone's ears with the signature scorching magic power Bian: "Everyone keep moving forward, be vigilant around! We need to reach the Dark Mark as quickly as possible. Thousands of vampires are besieging them. This is a premeditated ambush! I repeat! When facing vampires, I hope everyone can temporarily put aside their prejudices!"

"Everyone, please form a wartime team. This is an order—"

Thankfully, there were no casualties in the Order of the Phoenix this time.Then, the injured were surrounded by their companions. The members of the first team and Harry hurried to the front, while the members of the second team spontaneously rushed to the rear. The rest consciously centered and defended. In , it's all done almost instinctively.

Ron shrugged under Hermione's worried eyes, and reluctantly followed the first team forward.The guards including Harry also gathered towards their leader.But in a few minutes, the team started to move forward again.The difference from last time was that although everyone was vigilant, the atmosphere was completely boiling.

After setting off for a while, the screams at the hill stopped abruptly.

Harry's footsteps stopped, and even the team behind him couldn't stop walking. "Harry?" Ron couldn't help asking.The expression was a little disturbed, well, at least now only a few of them know that the Dark Lord has arrived-this is so fucking exciting!He didn't know how he could still be so calm now, instead of trembling with fear.

"It's okay, move on."

Harry shook his head, and a strange feeling arose in his heart, as if Voldemort had rushed over... Did he not want to accept the favor of the Order of the Phoenix?

His vague premonition was verified the moment he walked out of the woods.

Large tracts of forest trees were scorched, fallen, and severed—the traces of blood splattered everywhere, and a hole of more than 200 feet was completely cracked in the ground, and the vampires were thrown into it one by one, crowded, with angry and distorted expressions The appearance shows that they are not low-level walking corpses, they are all high-level or close to high-level blood races, and they are staring at the man standing in the front with poisoned eyes at the moment, and many of them want to climb out, but they are near the ground. It was corroded into ashes by a layer of dark red ominous light curtain.

And their magic also faltered in front of this light curtain, and was even backlashed back.

Howls of misery echoed in the silent air. Voldemort watched all this unmoved.Behind him, even the wounded Death Eaters stood respectfully with their heads bowed, no one cared about the dead, and only those who stood here alive were entitled to experience the pain.

Even though they were afraid of the Dark Lord's usual power, these dark wizards instinctively showed fanaticism at this moment.

When Harry was the first to walk out of the woods, the members of the Order of the Phoenix behind him were in an uproar when they saw Voldemort. There seemed to be a tense string in the air. Harry kept walking, and only his guards could keep up with him. Many members of the Order of the Phoenix drew a short distance away in hesitation, "Mr. Potter, please stop, it's too dangerous!" Someone had already held the wand and looked at the opposite side nervously.Although the contract for the truce has been announced, it is clear that facing the Dark Lord directly makes most people feel uneasy.

They watched their leader go further and further away, fell silent for a while, and then chased after him.

There was silence on the side of the Death Eaters, no one spoke, no one dared to make a sound. Voldemort stood there all the time, his dark red eyes fixed on the boy who never hesitated in his steps, and there was an imperceptible peace in his indifferent eyes.Finally Harry stopped ten feet away from Voldemort. "Quite fast." Harry tried to break the awkward silence.He glanced at the senior vampire in the pit, the ferocious and vicious gazes were really creepy, Harry bet there was a silencing spell in it, oh, he saw the other's mouth opening and closing, but no sound came out.

"of course."

Voldemort said softly, his eyes also fell into the pit, and he raised his bone-colored wand—this caused the members of the Order of the Phoenix to feel nervous, "It's just a little sincerity." The dark red light curtain instantly sank, and Harry's heart sank. It also seemed to sink, and he didn't know what mood he was in to watch these howling high-ranking vampires being wiped out by magic and corroded into ashes.Harry tried to tell himself that he couldn't sympathize with these dark creatures, otherwise the wizard would change places.

It made him somewhat better.Of course, Harry hadn't forgotten about Occlumency. "Leaving aside the attack for now, what's the matter with the commander?" He stared at Voldemort with emerald green eyes, and he didn't deliberately distance himself, nor did he bring the personal relationship between the two into it, "I Guess you know what you want to know, don't you?" He couldn't believe that Voldemort was really just torturing the Commander.

Some of the Death Eaters couldn't help but gasp slightly at the bold words.

Voldemort showed a smile, also for the boy's boldness: "It's not impossible to tell you, in exchange, the Order of the Phoenix must cooperate with this cooperation - equal." When the last words rolled off the tip of his tongue, those dark red eyes Looking at the silent and tense members of the Order of the Phoenix, it seemed a bit sarcastic.Under his gaze, many people shrink back and dare not look directly, or their faces are pale.Look, he hasn't done anything yet.

There was calmness in Harry's emerald green eyes, he nodded and said, "Similarly, Death Eaters cannot harm innocent people."

The smile on Voldemort's handsome face grew stronger. When everyone was afraid to move forward, only Harry dared to confront him like this. Of course, these terms were written in the contract, but obviously the boy didn't care about it. Rest assured - Voldemort wasn't surprised at all, given what the Death Eaters had always been doing.

"I promise." He said softly.

"I agree too."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "Follow me, then." He motioned the way he had come - and the members of the Order of the Phoenix moved out of the way spontaneously. "This invitation is really flattering." Voldemort's tone was very humble, but the expression on his face was not the same. He moved - his robe rustled across the grass and came to Harry's side, which made the members of the Order of the Phoenix unbearable. They couldn't help but take out their wands, and of course, the Death Eaters followed their masters not to be outdone, and smiled indifferently and mockingly at the Order of the Phoenix.

So tacitly, the wizards on the left and right each made a ten-foot gap, and the atmosphere was silent and awkward.

Harry couldn't say that he was very happy against his will, so he had to change the subject: "So how many such commanders do they have?" Voldemort seemed to have expected it, and said, "Not many, maybe a few thousand." Then interesting Suddenly noticed that Harry's face turned dark, "Isn't that called a lot?"

Voldemort felt more and more that all this was not as bad as he had imagined. He glanced at Harry with a half-smile, and Harry shut up a little annoyed. No worries. Voldemort didn't make a fool of himself this time, "They are very fast - they are generally mutants, they can use sound waves to control vampires, and even advanced vampires can understand them. Compared to them, they are not high or low. It's a new derivative."

"Sounds like a guinea pig..." Harry frowned. Voldemort sneered, "The Blood Race is trying to create warriors, don't say you didn't see it."

"Not so intuitive."

Harry said honestly.

When the members of the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix were struggling with the atmosphere of the two leaders "having a good time", Harry stopped suddenly, and a creepy feeling crawled up his spine like a snake. He could feel Someone is watching you, as long as you relax for a while, your consciousness will go to the other person's side.

Come……

"No—!" Harry suddenly came back to his senses, dripping with cold sweat. "Harry?" Voldemort's dark red eyes replaced the dark unknown.

"Just now..." Harry opened his mouth.

Voldemort pressed his shoulder calmly, his pale and thin hand was as strong as a bone, unexpectedly strong, Harry panted with some lingering fear, "I'm fine. But don't you feel it?" "Feel what? asked Voldemort.

"An outer... peeping?" Harry couldn't quite describe the feeling.He tried to look around, but to his disappointment, there was no longer the weird feeling just now. Voldemort pursed his lips, something flashed quickly in his dark red eyes: "No, I didn't feel it."

"It's not safe here, we need to speed up." Harry said hastily.

Voldemort didn't even refute, and acquiesced to this sentence.Naturally, the Death Eaters didn't dare to say anything, and the speed of everyone's march immediately became tighter. Voldemort's dark red eyes glanced coldly across the eastern sky, narrowing slightly.Suddenly, Hermione exclaimed, "Wait! That's—"

Harry was startled, followed the witch's gaze, and looked through the branches of dry trees. On the distant horizon——at the Valga Valley, a phoenix firework shining with blazing red light soared into the sky!