Doomed to be an enemy

When Gringotts was closed for a month, a newly revised "Goblin Act" initiated by the Order of the Phoenix and produced by Death Eaters was announced under the witness of the British Ministry of Magic, the German Ministry of Magic, the French Ministry of Magic, and the Egyptian Ministry of Magic. in the world.The origin, content, and impact of the overwhelming narrative in newspapers and radio.

Voldemort really managed to impress all wizards, even small groups of magical creatures, accepted the reading of the new bill by the Ministry of Magic staff.Fortunately for the intelligent race like centaur, the wizards who were sent to read to the giants all had green faces.The Daily Prophet reported all this objectively, with rare objectivity.While making readers happy, they can't help being shocked by such a huge energy of Death Eaters.

The Order of the Phoenix is ​​quite satisfied with Harry's right to speak on the bill.Only the goblin Kurumok, who was disappointed and silent after hearing the news, spent the night holding the letter Harry wrote to him, and left the next day.

This incident almost caused a sensation in the entire wizarding world.

You must know that goblin rebellion has existed since ancient times, and it has been repeatedly banned, and it will bring great harm to wizards every time.For this kind of creature, the Dark Lord is the only leader who can completely trample it underfoot.Regardless of the cruel side of it, the fact that this gives the wizard a face is enough to make the young wizard who knows this deed yearn for it.Thinking about the dark wizard's achievements in resisting vampires, the public's fear of Death Eaters is silently weakening.

Of course, there were many wizards among them who could see through Voldemort's ambitions at a glance, but they were a minority after all.The Order of the Phoenix has won the unanimous favor of these people.

Seeing that the new school year was about to graduate, many students' application forms were placed on the desks of Harry and Voldemort in various ways.Most of the people who join the Order of the Phoenix are members of D·A, and in a sense, this is worthy of the name.There are all kinds of things on the Death Eater side.

Under Harry's supervision, Voldemort could not use too serious words, and could only politely reject those who did not approve.Even so, the number of new blood added is sufficient.

Originally, Harry was quite evasive about the internal affairs of the Death Eaters.However, because Voldemort's magic puppet risked sending out the map of the blood clan's lair recently, the kinkilling potion was successfully brewed, and the final battle was put on the agenda.The Order of the Phoenix cooperated with the Death Eaters again, and the battle meeting alone was prepared no less than ten times.

The most difficult thing was how to subdue the strong vampires. Harry and Voldemort had discussed it together many times. In the situation where manpower was needed, these application forms came at the right time.Harry stayed at Voldemort's place, and it was common for Voldemort to stay at Harry's place. The final battle had to be a success and not a failure, so they often discussed business all night long, and they tried to deal with the application forms as soon as possible.

In this case, secrecy is difficult to achieve.Surprisingly, Harry received many applications from Slytherin, Durmstrang students, and more from French wizards. Voldemort glanced lightly, not surprised at all, it seemed that his little boy still didn't know about Malfoy's abilities.

This made Voldemort a little curious about how he got the cunning fox to obey.You must know that Malfoy was willing to actively solicit foreign aid for the Order of the Phoenix, set up a wizard market, and even secretly gave the precious black tea grown privately to the Savior.

In the early morning, Hermione, who was sending documents over again, saw Voldemort reading a piece of parchment behind the long desk.On the side, Harry's head was already buried in a pile of battle plans, and he was fast asleep.The dark circles under her eyes made Hermione frown slightly.Although she herself is not much better.

Voldemort put down the parchment, crossed his hands, and looked at the hesitant witch.Those dark red eyes made Hermione a little uncomfortable, and she walked away lightly and wisely.The cool air left the silent atmosphere behind, and Hermione couldn't help but glance at the tent. She still remembered the last time a Death Eater went in to report, which woke Harry up, and the Dark Lord cast a Cruciatus Curse and The Silencing Curse blasted out.

She said nothing about it.Afterwards, Hermione inquired sideways and found that the memory of the other party had obviously been tampered with.Things seemed to be developing in the direction she was worried about.Hermione was so worried that her hair turned gray.Fortunately, the carefree Ron distracted her attention, otherwise she really couldn't guarantee that she would not reveal her secrets.

The Dark Lord's insight was simply insane.

Hermione yelled in her heart, and the other party only glanced at the documents in her arms and knew it wasn't something like an application form.Don't ask her how she figured it out.

"Hermione, didn't you go to send the new member information?"

Ron's voice sounded behind her, she stopped in her tracks, and soon the wizard ran in front of her. Compared with their copywriting work, the training of the four teams of the Order of the Phoenix was harder.Ron happened to be on the most "painful" first team.Sometimes Hermione didn't know how to describe the excess energy of boys.

"Yeah, but Harry fell asleep, and I want him to get some rest. I'm afraid he hasn't slept for a few days."

Ron scratched his hair, "It's true. But you're tired too, or I'll deliver it for you. It just so happened that we were taking a break." Hermione couldn't help laughing, "The Dark Lord is also inside Woolen cloth."

Ron froze.

After a while, he found his own voice: "I don't know how Harry did it, every time I see him..." Ron saw the spider crawling close. "And he didn't hurt Harry - I secretly tested it with a spell, and Harry doesn't look like he's been cursed by black magic." The wizard's puzzled expression pleased Hermione, who smiled and didn't speak.

That's why only she knew about it.

Members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters were coming in and out almost every hour of the day to report on the situation - information that could be shared, and Harry and Voldemort were behaving normally, except for the one time she found out.Oh, by the way, what is the rumor about the Death Eaters, the Dark Lord doesn't like to make noise.Hermione thought amusedly, what about the Order of the Phoenix, the Dark Lord's intermittent nervous breakdown?She smiled at the thought.

"It's been so quiet outside lately?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, the vampires seem to have disappeared all of a sudden." Ron shrugged. "We searched fifty miles out in a blanket pattern, but we didn't see a single one."

"Maybe they got some news," Hermione thought, "or—"

"——or they've already escaped." A series of words sounded beside her, Hermione was patted on the shoulder, and she turned around to find the Weasley twins were winking at them.

"Dear brother, don't look like you saw a spider."

"It breaks our hearts so much."

"...Why are you here!" Ron said in shock. "Oh, don't be silly, today is the day when the new members arrive, and they came with them." Hermione said seriously, "Fred, what do you mean by running away?"

"I'm George." One of them said, "The Daily Prophet has notified you, but you may not have sent it here. The vampires who besieged the French Ministry of Magic have withdrawn in the early hours of last night, and so have Germany."

"Otherwise, Mom won't let us come here. She always says the road is too dangerous."

"Withdrawal?!" Ron stared at them in shock, his eyes widened. "This isn't a joke, Fred!" "I told you I'm George. I know you don't believe me, see for yourself—" One of the twins stuffed a crumpled newspaper into Ron's hand.

Vampire Rout, Victory for the Wizarding World! "

Hermione squinted her eyes and looked at it together. What took up the space was a huge photo, which could be seen to be taken on a high place in the church. The densely packed tide of vampires suddenly retreated. "I can't see any trace of victory. It's obvious that the vampire retreated on its own initiative."

When he looked up, he saw the twins staring at the two of them with a look on their faces.Only then did Hermione realize that the distance between herself and Ron was almost head to shoulder.Her cheeks were a little red, "Don't say you didn't see it."

"Hey, don't take it so seriously, we all need a win."

"This vampire disaster has been going on for more than half a year, and it is more arrogant than Death Eaters."

"No, I have to tell Harry." Hermione folded the newspaper in her arms and hurried back to the tent.After the girl left, the twins hooked Ron's shoulders brazenly, "I said when will you two have your wedding?" "We will definitely send you a big gift bag."

Ron's face was as red as his hair - strangled, perhaps? "Oh, shut up." He broke free from the claws of his two brothers, rubbed his neck, and then whispered, "At least wait until the war is over."

"Then we have to work harder, let's go, let's go see our old classmates."

"They must have been surprised to see you, little Ron!"

……

"Harry, go to bed." Voldemort looked at the boy's tired deafness, frowned, and gently took the quill away from the boy's hand, put one hand across his knee, and put the other hand around his neck Harry picked up.The boy frowned uncomfortably, and fell back to sleep after Voldemort gave soothing kisses on his forehead a few times.

This is Harry's tent. Voldemort skillfully put him on the bed and covered him with a quilt.He couldn't help kissing the boy's petal-like lips, softly... Suddenly his movements stopped, and he glanced at the door calmly.Tucked the quilt up for the boy, got up and went out.Hermione was standing in the doorway of the tent, her wand fingers turning white under her robes.

"What a courageous girl."

Voldemort touched his bone-colored wand and said softly, "I thought you would run away."

"I can't let that happen under my nose, if you want to do something to Harry," said Hermione pale.

"It's touching." Voldemort sat casually behind the long table, looking at her with a little scrutiny, "A forgetting spell? Huh?"

"No." Hermione pursed her lips, "If you want to use this to hide your feelings for Harry, I don't agree."

"I think, with my strength, you have no right to say no."

The soaring magical oppression made Hermione break out in a cold sweat. She took out her wand and looked at the Dark Lord warily, "But Harry has the right to know." Voldemort looked at her reaction with interest: "You think Harry doesn't know ?"

"I will go to verify it."

"I think you'd better not." Voldemort's tone became cold, "Otherwise I'll have to give you an Oblivion Curse, Miss Granger."

Hermione was taken aback, "You're not going to—"

Voldemort smiled lightly, without emotion, "You look like someone who knows what to say and what not to say, oh, and you have good Occlumency." The soft hissing tone made Hermione Goosebumps all over her body, she forced a smile and used almost all her courage: "Of course I know the seriousness, but if you let me know that you hurt Harry... Even if I can't beat you, I won't hurt you." Forgive you."