Doomed to be an enemy

The extremely vicious potion gave Harry cold hands and feet.What was even more frightening was that he didn't resist Voldemort's proposal.Yes, he certainly sympathized with those vampires who died under the potion, but if he didn't do so, the result would probably be reversed.A cooler palm covered his fingers, but the icy temperature slowly calmed Harry down.

"Are you scared?" There was a bit of manly sarcasm in the soft voice.

Harry swallowed, "It's under development?" Voldemort stroked the boy's silky back, and the boy who was in shock didn't notice this detail at all, "Yes, it's almost the end, your magic power may be able to Make it more powerful."

"If so," Harry said with some difficulty, "I promise."

"Very good." Voldemort was not surprised at all, taking advantage of the boy's unsteadiness, he continued, "Since we cooperate, we cannot avoid dealing with each other, you see, I didn't force you to do anything, and what you gave me this month It feels like you're avoiding it." Voldemort was persuasive, with a soft tone, "Harry, I think you need to consider your attitude in this regard."

Harry looked at the dark red eyes that had been staring at him, and his heart skipped a beat, oh, did Occlumency fail?

"Well, I mean, I'll pay attention." Harry tried to respond with a normal tone.

"Then the second condition, as a partner," Voldemort smiled slightly, biting the word emphatically, "I hope you will stay tonight."

Harry subconsciously nodded, and then suddenly realized the other party's language trap, his cheeks flushed immediately: "You—the two have nothing to do with each other!" Voldemort simply loved the way the boy shyly and bravely contradicted him, and couldn't help but Showing a smug smile: "That's not important, you have already agreed, my boy..." Harry opened his mouth, Voldemort seemed to know what he was going to say, and said leisurely: "This is also one of the conditions."

Annoyance flashed across Harry's emerald green eyes: "I don't agree."

Voldemort was a little surprised, did the boy want to give up the generous terms he offered?It has to be said that Harry's refusal disrupted his plans and made the Dark Lord silent for a short while.Harry pursed his lips, angrily wanting to punch the bastard, thinking he was something, huh?But thinking of the documents on that table, Harry was a little discouraged.

"I only agree to the first condition."

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, as long as the bait is not hooked, he is quite a Slytherin. He didn't speak, and watched the boy look away calmly, trying to hide the depression in his voice, "If you want me to stay, I will I can promise you." For a moment Voldemort didn't understand Harry's meaning, his brain quickly digested the words, but during his breath Voldemort couldn't help showing a sincere smile, "Sorry, Harry, this is me mistakes, there will be no next time."

He held the boy's hand tightly, but couldn't hold back his smile.This is much better than he imagined, isn't it?There is no need to bind any interests, and Harry obviously hates this very much. Voldemort couldn't help but think of the last time he signed the neutrality agreement at Hogwarts, the boy rejected his rude request so viciously.

Harry turned his head to look at him seriously, and after making sure that Voldemort really understood what he meant, he nodded slowly, feeling a little embarrassed after belatedly: "Aren't you hungry?" Voldemort let go of the boy's hand graciously. Back of hand, "No, me too."

The coolness left his skin, and the magic power in Harry's body boiled again like boiling water, so he didn't notice Voldemort's meaningful tone at all.Harry picked up the knife and fork again and felt Voldemort do the same - he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Anyway, getting one thing done made Harry feel better. Voldemort was right. The familiar food made Harry feel like he was back at the Hogwarts table. His stomach seemed not as big as it was then. After finishing the pie on the plate, Harry decided to only eat some vegetables. During the salad, "You should eat more." Voldemort put a lamb chop with cheese in front of him.Harry raised his head in a daze, and the other party showed an elegant smile, "Do you need me to cut it for you?" "Oh, no need." Harry shook his head subconsciously, and only realized his stomach after putting it on his plate. The capacity of the whole probably won't allow... Harry had to bite the bullet and eat it under Voldemort's gaze.

"I'm stuffed."

"Oh? What dessert do you want?" Of course, Voldemort saw that Harry was indeed full, and he couldn't help but secretly frowned at the boy's small appetite. Thinking of the information the Death Eaters had collected about the Order of the Phoenix in the Verga Valley, Harry Shouldn't you be eating canned food and compressed biscuits all the time?With this in mind, Voldemort said casually, "The house elves made cauldron cake, chocolate ice cream, and—"

Feeling a dull pain in his stomach, Harry quickly said, "Ice cream, thank you." As soon as the words fell, a large portion of chocolate-shelled ice cream appeared on the empty plate at the end of the table.Harry suddenly felt his stomach hurt even more... Voldemort held back his smile, and after Harry barely ate a few mouthfuls, he excused the cold food at night so that the elf would take it away.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, watching the plate look like new again.

Then Voldemort took him on a tour of the tent's study and bedroom - both of which had also been cast with the Space Expansion Charm.Because there are many bookshelves, Harry looked at all this in surprise: "Did you move a library?" Voldemort took the boy's hand, "These are just to pass the time." Solving the dangerous hidden danger of magical power in the boy, Voldemort calmly led him to a richer collection of books, while teasing softly, "I told you I'm not that stingy, little boy."

Harry thought of their bickering a month ago, and couldn't help but feel helpless, are all Slytherins so narrow-minded?He could only look around as if he didn't hear, he saw books on various subjects, his footsteps paused when his eyes passed by a row of transfiguration bookshelves, Voldemort noticed it immediately, and followed the boy's gaze, "Yes Transfiguration interested? Huh?" "I just thought of Animagus," said Harry.

"Yes, Advanced Transfiguration." Voldemort approached the bookshelf, and with his white and thin fingers, he pulled out a very thick Animagus Transfiguration Guide from a high place.Then took a few books from other places very skillfully. "I remember someone who made up his mind to become my natural enemy."

Harry couldn't help blushing, Voldemort's playful tone made him a little unconvinced, "I'm sure I can."

"Too much to talk about." The Dark Lord snorted, and led the boy towards the soft sofa.Harry didn't expect that Voldemort was really going to explain the Animagus to him because of his words. He sat next to the other party, watched the man take out a "Transfiguration" and opened it, almost without hesitation. to one of the pages.

"If you want to learn Animagus, it is best to familiarize yourself with Transfiguration from the basics to the advanced level - not the advanced spells, the focus is on the breadth. The Animagus of the wizard is cross-species transformation, bloodline, disposition, All conditions such as magic power can be matched to a magic form that is most suitable for wizards." Voldemort pointed to one of the paragraphs to show him, and Harry only took a few glances to find that this entire page of obscure sentences was almost the meaning expressed by Voldemort.

He couldn't help showing surprise on his face, Voldemort gave him a slightly arrogant smile back, but his tone was inconsistent and a little lazy: "This kind of magic form should be nothingness, if it wants to continue to exist, it must rely on existing species .It has no specific transfiguration spell, it's very old magic, and the way it's cast, it's about the will—you should feel familiar with that."

Harry nodded, "But how do you know which species you are matched with?"

"This is why it is necessary to be familiar with cross-species transfiguration, it can increase the success rate, because once the Animagus magic finds a matching species, you can rely on these familiar transfigurations to perform instinctively, instead of relying on Will." Voldemort raised his eyebrows, "This kind of magic that relies on will, I think you already quite understand the difficulty."

Harry's face showed embarrassment, the blessing magic had to be repeated many times before it succeeded, God knows if the Animagus would have an extra tail or something... Oh, he didn't want to be like Dudley. As if that wasn't enough, Voldemort added: "Of course, if you want to use this ancient method to directly achieve your goal, you don't have to make these preparations, but you only have one chance."

"But..." Harry frowned distressedly, "Wizards have become other species, don't they need to use humans to practice transfiguration?" Voldemort admired Harry's comprehension, but he would not say it stupidly, oh, although at the beginning That's what he did, and the Squib he was practicing with might never turn back into a wizard again.

"You can use a corpse." Voldemort suggested tactfully.

Harry's expression became more distressed, and he shook his head as expected by the Dark Lord: "That's something to blaspheme the dead. Oh, by the way, how did you practice in the first place? Don't tell me you just used ancient magic to do it all at once." Haha Leigh's words completely blocked Voldemort's throat for answering. The Dark Lord showed a charming smile, delayed for a second or two, and changed his words, "The corpses I used, you know that there were wars at the time, and it was easy to get these."

With a wink, Harry accepted the statement somewhat deflatedly.But thinking about it, he felt wrong. His father was Animagus. It was impossible for the quartet, who were students at the time, to get a dead body, and it was impossible to use a human for practice...Harry was not sure if it was them practiced with each other.

"In fact, the Ministry of Magic provides this service, but successful Animagus need to register and agree to be recruited by the Ministry of Magic if necessary." Seeing Harry's eyes widen in surprise, Voldemort added, "It's not me The order was given a long time ago."

"Practice with living people?" Harry couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

"The Ministry of Magic has signed contracts with these poor wizards, most of whom are Squibs." Voldemort put his arms around the boy's slender waist, somewhat comforting - although he really despised those incompetent guys from the bottom of his heart.Harry suddenly lost interest in this method, and instead asked about the Animagus ancient magic method. Voldemort frowned slightly, feeling a little misguided, "Harry, I can ask the Ministry of Magic to help you prepare for the Animagus practice—with some felons." He considered his words, "What do you think?"

Harry shook his head: "No, I don't have to learn this, just to understand."

Voldemort narrowed his dark red eyes and stared at him for a while, Harry looked calm, and even smiled at him, "Well, you have to promise that I will not try the ancient Animagus magic without authorization, its counter-curse is extremely complicated, and when it appears Even I may not be able to solve the problem."

He leaned over and kissed the boy on the lips, "Say, you promise."

"I promise." Harry was stunned, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed by this unemotional kiss-oh, fuck his unemotional kiss... Harry supported the man's leaning body, and untied the edge of his robe with his cold hands The buttons slipped in from under the sweater and under the shirt. Harry couldn't help gasping. The hot magic power instantly calmed down under the touch of the fingertips. However, the overlap of the magic field brought more stimulation. Voldemort gently Sucking and kissing the boy's lips, kneading the boy's sensitive waist.After a long while, he gently let go of the more seductive red lips, passed the other hand through the boy's knee, and held him sideways on his lap amidst Harry's exclamation.