Doomed to be an enemy

There are no restaurants in the Virga Valley.Coincidentally, both the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters have chosen the largest Weir Bar as the venue.

Cheria really wanted to approve the application of the Order of the Phoenix, but the embarrassment was that this bar was also one of the cakes that Voldemort took away.It was impossible for her to reject the application form that Voldemort had personally approved.The troubled female Auror finally decided to make a compromise, and both sides agreed that all the arrangements would be in charge of He Gu.

——Forcibly turned the respective banquets of the two camps into official banquets in the Wilga Valley.

What's more coincidental is that the supreme leaders of both sides were absent, so the matter had to be acquiesced in the absence of approval.Both the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix were quite dissatisfied. It was quite annoying to have to face people from different camps on such a celebration occasion.Time is approaching quietly without everyone's reluctance.The Death Eaters didn't dare to complain about Voldemort's whereabouts, but the Order of the Phoenix didn't have to. Several members had already inquired about Harry's whereabouts.

Chelia tactfully did not allow many wizards from Virga to attend, and several of their official representatives only served as supervisors to avoid disputes between the two sides.

When the show just started, Voldemort and Harry stepped into the magnificently decorated banquet hall almost at the same time.

Immediately all eyes were on them.

The pure black dress outlined charming lines. Voldemort put away his smile when facing Harry, and his handsome face carried a bit of indifference and arrogance.The simple black and white collocation made his dark red eyes even more startling.Cheria went up to meet her, and her eyes fell on Harry. The dark green dress robe outlined the boy's slender and vigorous body quite attractively, luxurious and sexy, and the snow-white collar and front were clean with each other. temperament complement each other.The female Auror was a little surprised.

"Looks like you're late."

Voldemort snorted, "Mr. Potter is obviously worried about the whereabouts of the vampires, and he insisted on going to the French border to take a look." Harry didn't say anything, but looked at Cheria, who understood clearly, with embarrassment, "Sorry ""Oh, honey, you don't need to apologize." Cheria said softly, "You are so charming today, Mr. Potter, if I were younger, I would definitely chase you." Under the pressure, Cheria insisted on finishing the sentence in English fluently.

"Anyway, welcome, and thank you for your help during this time." "Now, the dinner begins—"

There are two extremely long tables in the entire banquet hall, the dance floor is in the middle, and there is a rest area separated by flowers at the other end. The ceiling is covered with beautiful crystal clusters, and snowflake-like silver lights flicker one after another, spreading all around. Under the reflection of bright candlesticks, it looks like an inverted crystal valley.

It seemed that in an instant, soothing music sounded.Harry watched Voldemort calmly and went down to the Order of the Phoenix.Hermione looked completely relieved, and nodded slightly at Harry.The latter smiled gratefully. "Harry, you're amazing." "Well, did the vampires really return to Italy?" The twins couldn't help but join in the fun, and Fred looked suspiciously at Harry's long dress and muttered, "It doesn't look like that. It's that one..." Harry suddenly felt cold sweat, of course not, that crumpled dress was lost in Apparition long ago, this one was given to him by Voldemort, and it looked like metal diamonds on it The shaped buttons were actually diamond buttons Harry had forced Voldemort to magically coat with gold - he didn't want to be shiny.

So he had to pretend to be relaxed and said, "This is improved by magic." It seemed that Fred reluctantly accepted this reason, only Hermione looked suspiciously at Harry's past achievements. "Anyway, today is a carnival day." "At least I won't come back drunk." The twins sang together and looked around maliciously - Seamus, Dean, and Neville were quietly retreating, as if they were terrified. Finally, the twins His gaze was fixed on... Harry had a bad feeling, "Oh, Harry, I suddenly discovered something." "We don't know what you look like when you're drunk." Harry was caught The twins stuffed a glass of wine in their hands, and were overwhelmed by one of them clinking glasses, "To our great leader! Mr. Harry Potter!"

"Oh, don't say that!"

Harry blushed instantly.The other twin whistled, "And I—"

"To our great leader! Mr. Harry Potter!"

"To our great leader! Mr. Harry Potter!"

"To our great leader! Mr. Harry Potter!"

At first it was just a few young people's laughter, but as more and more attention came, the members of the Order of the Phoenix toasted with kindness and respect.

Harry froze completely.

You don't need to look to know who the Death Eaters are looking at jokingly.He braced himself to raise his glass and drank it all in one gulp.A sweetness penetrated into his throat, and just when Harry felt that it was no worse than potion, a hot breath rushed from his stomach to his throat, and his whole mouth was numb.George closed his open mouth, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Harry, you are so brave, this is our new concoction, I just wanted you to take a sip." Harry covered his mouth , stared at him accusingly, "Why didn't you say earlier..."

"You drank too fast." George said innocently.

Fred quickly took a glass of rainbow champagne from the waiter's plate, "You'd better drink this." He finished in a low voice, and quickly dragged George to another place.When Harry was puzzled, members of the Order of the Phoenix came to toast one after another.Harry felt full before he had eaten.

Who made him drink it all up so readily at the beginning, which means that every glass is no exception.Fred kindly explained it before he left.Harry suddenly felt his stomach convulse.Taking advantage of the spare time, Harry hurried to Ron and Hermione to get food from the dining area. "It's just crazy." "Fred and George, they're not normal," said Ron sympathetically. "In fact, wine can't be mixed, the two of them are too much." Hermione said disapprovingly, "I should have prepared some anti-alcoholic medicine if I knew it."

But that didn't solve Harry's situation in the slightest.There are too many members of the Order of the Phoenix, and too many people who know about Harry's situation. In the end, even the D.A members who came to France joined the ranks of drinking. "I wish I was underage." Harry whispered to his guards.His cheeks were flushed from drinking a lot of wine, Noldo suddenly felt a little dizzy, he looked away and silently changed the wine in Roy's hand into fruit juice, the latter glanced at him expressionlessly, "I She's an adult." "Hey, let's talk about it in two years."

The Death Eaters on the other side frequently stared at the leader of the Order of the Phoenix who was snatched to drink, and looked at Voldemort hesitantly. The latter noticed these gazes, and his dark red eyes scanned around with a half-smile. They all bowed their heads in respect.Then I went to drink with someone close to me.

Only then did Voldemort turn his gaze back to the boy he admired.Slightly frowning, this way of drinking, "Severus." The long-distance wizard in a dark dress came over. "Do you still have anti-alcohol in there?" Voldemort walked to a secluded place and said suddenly, Severus Snape froze in his heart, resisted looking at the Order of the Phoenix, and lowered his head and replied, "Master, some."

"Send it over later, I'll be useful." Voldemort didn't look at him, but looked at the wine glass in his hand, "You know what to say." After warning the Potions Master, when he returned to the Death Eaters, Voldemort I glanced around and found no trace of the boy.

As if understanding his doubts, Gagson explained softly: "Master, I saw Mr. Potter go to the bathroom."

"Ugh—" By the white sink, Harry stretched his arms and retched a few times in pain. He threw away the crumpled tissue in his hand and turned on the tap. The sound of splashing water made him feel better. , Just then, the door behind the mirror opened.Harry stared at the mirror in no surprise, his cheeks flushed with alcohol, perhaps the alcohol had dulled his reaction, Harry smiled at Voldemort who was walking slowly in the mirror, "Why are you here?" ?”

The bathroom is huge, and the wall where the white and gorgeous marble sink is located is covered with mirrors, and it can be seen that the doors of more than a dozen compartments are almost closed. Voldemort's footsteps stopped, and he cast a silencing spell around him almost halfway through his speech: "See if you're drunk."

Harry was startled, and looked at the person in the mirror in confusion, "What?"

Voldemort came to his side, reaching out his hand to turn off the running faucet, "That's how you feel now." Voldemort looked at the boy, Harry let out an "oh" and turned to look at him, "What about you?" Voldemort revealed An elegant smile, "Drinking alcohol? I don't think anyone would dare to do that." "So the Dark Lord has such benefits..." Harry was attracted by the smile on the man's face, and muttered, Voldemort's smile Deeper, Harry felt uncomfortably stared at by the pair of dark red eyes, and stretched out his arms to wrap around the other's neck—they got closer all of a sudden.

"What are you laughing at?" Harry asked softly.

The emerald green eyes were green because of the alcohol, and the gaze that focused on him was astonishingly beautiful. Voldemort thoughtfully embraced Harry's waist, which was made more attractive by this position, "Miss you." Harry felt dizzy for a moment, and then found himself sitting on the marble of the sink, "Don't drink for a while, come with me." Dance." Voldemort squeezed between the boy's legs, oh, this feeling... Harry narrowed his eyes: "Are you in heat here?" Voldemort laughed softly, "I'm just answering your invitation, little boy .”

"I'm not young anymore, don't call me that!"

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, showing a doubtful expression, and then Harry watched him look down slowly, paused, "It doesn't look too big." Harry stared at him, his brain delayed by alcohol After Li finally understood it thoroughly, his cheeks became hot all of a sudden, and his emerald green eyes sparked with anger, like the light of the blooming Avada Kedavra——Voldemort admired it, and was thrown by Harry with both arms. Body - he swayed slightly to stabilize his body, the boy's legs clamped tightly around his waist, "I want to fuck you." Harry said through gritted teeth. Voldemort raised his eyebrows, and slowly revealed a charming smile, "Courage is commendable."

When Harry stared blankly at him, completely fascinated, his back was pressed against the marble table, the cold touch made Harry shiver, his breath brushed against his face, and they pressed against his forehead, Voldemort was indistinct. Kissing the boy's cheeks, the tip of the nose, and the neck, and kneading the upturned buttocks with both hands, he smelled the residual fragrance of the boy's bubble bath liquid, and the light and pure smell of alcohol, everything seemed like a magic barrier Attracting him as well, Voldemort pressed the boy's belly hard against his own, and Harry gasped at the scalding heat.

"Harry..."

The overlapping magic fields burst out with more intense stimulation than before, Voldemort did not damage his dress, but the kiss became more urgent... At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.