the Gambler

Great difference.

It's the same even if he worked hard to grow up, Harry clenched his fists tightly, the gap in strength made his teeth itch with hatred.He had always thought he and Tom were evenly matched.If Voldemort was right about the quality of Tom's magic, Tom had never really been at full strength.

what does that mean?Is Tom really as simple as he appears?

"Why don't we order dessert first?" Voldemort squinted at Ron, his wand flew, and the next moment, the red-haired boy wailed and rolled to the ground, several vines tightly wrapped around his limbs, trying to Pulling outwards, the sound of bones being disjointed can be clearly heard.

"This is a war between us, and it has nothing to do with the two of them." Harry said through clenched teeth, "I'm the only one you want, right? Then kill me!"

Voldemort let out a sharp laugh again, his wand kept patting Harry's cheek, his face was particularly proud: "Don't worry, I will kill you, of course, before that, you have to let your little friend 'enjoy' it. "

"I am going to kill you!"

"I don't think so - imprison quickly!" Voldemort shouted, and Harry was suddenly bound by invisible ropes, only the part above the neck could move.He looked around anxiously for anyone who might be able to help, but their location was so coincidental that his blind spot prevented a familiar figure from being seen.Billowing thick smoke covered the sky, the entire village was shrouded in flames soaring into the sky, and screams were everywhere.Death Eaters in black robes frantically attacked the villagers and Aurors, colorful spells flew in the air, and occasionally shot at Harry in a deflected direction.

Judging from the sound, they are not far from the battlefield.To Harry's chagrin, everyone seemed distracted by the intensity of the situation, and no one noticed within 20 meters of the culprit of the attack, Voldemort, calmly torturing the three students.

Voldemort crouched down.

"I like the way you keep breathing." The man's slender fingers slowly slid across Harry's blood-stained cheeks, pausing for a moment above the abnormally green eyes, noticing Harry's disgusted gaze, he pressed his throat With a pleasant sneer, he cut the sharpened blade into the boy's shoulder bit by bit, and rotated half a circle extremely slowly, with a horrible tearing sound of flesh.Voldemort stretched out his hand and grabbed Harry's skirt, ignoring the other's weak struggle and brought it to him, slowly licking the blood at the corner of the boy's mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Harry felt nauseous. He turned his head away from the slippery soft body, which seemed to anger Voldemort. The man's fingers pressed hard into the lightning scar, and the burning pain made Harry sweat and his body trembled involuntarily.His throat was so dry and sore, it seemed that only salty liquid was left to block the trachea, and waves of dizziness hit his fragile nerves.

"I don't want you to pass out now," Voldemort said with a smile, and bent his knees and slammed into Harry's stomach hard, throwing the boy to the ground.He bent down slowly and lifted Harry's chin gently, "It will make me very boring and boring. Once I feel that you have lost the ability to please me, I can't guarantee that those two brats will stay under the Cruciatus Curse." How long." Just imagining that scene woke Harry up a bit, he could hear Bellatrix's manic laughter, and Voldemort was the only thing that stopped the vicious Death Eaters from attacking Ron and Hercules. Sensitive reasons.

"You're too proud, aren't you?" Harry spat out a mouthful of blood, and his scarred body disappeared in front of Voldemort out of thin air.The man was shocked for a moment, and waved his wand to smash the entire land. Suddenly, a huge thorn grew out of the crack, and it rushed towards Voldemort. After being crushed, it turned into a piece of dagger, as if alive. After shooting down the dagger, another wave of stabs came out.

The attack lasted for a long time, Voldemort frowned, he quickly looked around, and threw the petrification spell at the place where the air fluctuated, entangled with the oncoming disarming spell, and an invisible hurricane began to roll up near the connection of the two wands.Almost in the blink of an eye, the link of the wand was disconnected by Harry, who was still hiding his body and constantly changing the attacking position, but the confusion spell lost its effect because it interrupted the caster.

Voldemort moved his neck, squinted his eyes carefully to feel the magical power in the air.It appeared that Harry's seemingly useless wand waving was actually preparing for the attack.He tilted his head and noticed that except for the two brats, everyone else was seriously affected.

"That confusion spell is very powerful and time-consuming. I have to admit that the previous slander against you was wrong."

No one spoke.

"You are very powerful, but not as strong as me." Voldemort flicked his wrist, Harry's body suddenly became very heavy, his legs could not support his body and he knelt heavily on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of hands grabbed the dilapidated boy's body and pulled him out of the air.Voldemort quickly broke Harry's wrist and threw it on the ground, kicked hard on the chest. When the latter curled up, he stepped on Harry's neck with his sharp boots, forcefully blocking the other's breathing.

"You need to keep your consciousness alive. It won't be long," Voldemort said in a low voice. "It's time for Dumbledore and young Tom to show up."

In the next second, a dazzling flash of fire flashed, and Voldemort quickly got up and retreated a certain distance. Between him and Harry, the ground split up to ten centimeters in length, and tongues of flame continued to emerge from the surface. Where the flames passed They were all burned to ashes.Harry twisted his neck with difficulty, and Dumbledore appeared in front of him out of thin air, with the elder wand in his hand aimed at Voldemort's forehead.He didn't look away, but Harry could still feel the old man's unabashed concern.

"I hope you still have strength," said Dumbledore.

A pair of familiar arms wrapped around Harry's body, carefully placing him on the stone bench.Madam Pomfrey quickly cast several spells on Harry, golden light surrounded the boy, and the witch's frown relaxed when the light turned white, and she took out several bottles of potions with different eyes from her bosom , broke Harry's mouth and poured it in.The cold liquid relieved the burning sensation in his throat, Harry nodded to indicate that he was fine, and the witch was relieved.

"If you need a place to talk, just tell me there's no need to involve those children," said Dumbledore, in a tone Harry had never heard before.

Voldemort giggled, a huge poisonous snake emerged from the ground, its fangs inserted into the position where Dumbledore was standing, Harry watched the monster change direction consciously, and rushed to another open space, or Nothing at all.As if watching a one-man show made him feel puzzled, he tried to squint his eyes, trying to catch some clues.Finally, when the giant snake flew into the air for the fifth time, he noticed that there was always a strange air flow directly in front of the snake's head, as if someone had stayed there.

"Stop struggling uselessly, it senses my magic," Voldemort said triumphantly, "The dark magic I cast on Gaunt's ring has penetrated into your body, and no matter how hard Severus tried, he couldn't completely Clear. Let me accurately predict how much life you have left—three months? Oh, no, I should have more confidence in you, but it won’t last longer than half a year.” His words made several other professors feel ashamed Dead ashes, Harry guessed they didn't really understand the severity of the curse on Dumbledore, Voldemort continued, "I found out you've destroyed the diary and Gaunt's ring—"

Most of the people showed bewildered expressions, Harry looked over Madam Pomfrey's shoulder in Tom's direction, the boy's eyes were obscured by the shadow of bangs.Dumbledore gave up hiding his body, and waved his wand to summon a huge barrier to block the snake's attack. He still didn't move his eyes from Voldemort's body. He whispered something, and the flames around the Phoenix suddenly expanded, flapping its wings Rush towards the giant snake.

"—but that still doesn't stop me from having eternal life," said Voldemort disapprovingly, and his smile grew wider when he saw the round eyes of those around him. "Yeah, yeah, I guess Dumbledore didn't tell You? He's always like that, giving you hope in an impossible enemy, and marching on to die. Kind of pathetic, I gotta say."

"You are not invincible, Voldemort." Dumbledore looked into his blood-red eyes calmly, "My fight will continue, even if I eventually fall," he turned his head and glanced at Harry, "Haha They will also follow my path."

"Of course, Harry Potter is your minion, isn't he?"

Dumbledore took a step aside, blocking Voldemort's view of Harry and Tom.The red light from the tip of his wand was connected to Voldemort's green light, and the central point of focus was constantly moving back and forth, looking evenly matched.Voldemort also pressed his other hand on the wand, and the light spot slowly moved towards Dumbledore, as if sensing danger, the phoenix suddenly gave up and continued to attack the giant snake, circling around the old man, and finally stopped at his body. on the shoulders.Professor McGonagall filled the gap and waved his wand to block the poisonous snake. Professor Flitwick restrained the Lestrange brothers by himself, and Slughorn fought against Bellatrix. Harry never thought he was chubby The body can also be so flexible.

"Even if Harry is a minion, he is also his own master." Dumbledore raised his hand again, and a dragon-shaped wind rolled towards Voldemort, who suddenly disappeared into the air. The next second, he again Appearing behind Dumbledore, the outstretched hand could only grab a handful of air, and Dumbledore also disappeared.

"I don't think you can protect that boy." Voldemort suddenly smiled strangely. He spread his palm, and the bright yellow metal object on it flashed. Harry noticed in horror that Voldemort was standing in front of him in the blink of an eye.He stretched out his hand to grab Harry's neck, and kissed the immobile boy under the panicked eyes of everyone.Tom was the quickest to recover from the shock. He slapped the man's hand away and put himself between Harry and Voldemort, his lips pursed into a thin line.

"It's almost time to say goodbye. This meeting is very pleasant." Voldemort smirked, and the Death Eaters not far away seemed to have been ordered to disappear on the battlefield, "I will catch you wherever the ends of the earth, Harry Potter, As long as you are my soul mate for a day, you will not be able to escape from my grasp."

The great demon king of the dark side and the savior of the light side are soul mates?Harry could imagine the colorful expressions on the faces of everyone present. Voldemort must have had his own purpose in deliberately revealing this fact, Harry was sure.He only hoped that this news would be dismissed as a rumor, but the unbelievable looks of other people made him feel cold all over, nothing could be worse than this.Harry clenched his fists, Dumbledore must have a way, he is the most powerful wizard, isn't he?If someone revealed what happened here, Harry was sure that his situation would be many times worse than that of his fourth year.

Tom raised his voice. "He's not your soul mate."

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, and a sharp laugh followed.Those Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix were stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that there were crackling sounds all around, and the originally spacious space was suddenly crowded with people.Their raised wands were stopped by Dumbledore.

"It's going to hurt Harry."

Paying them no attention at all, Voldemort just looked straight into Tom's eyes, a mocking curve of his mouth.Harry's stomach sank, he was having very, very bad thoughts, which intensified as Tom's gaze fell on Voldemort's palm.

"You did that too," said Tom through gritted teeth.

"This?" Voldemort loosened his five fingers, and Slytherin's locket slipped from between his fingers, and the golden chain was hooked by his slender fingers.Harry gasped and looked at Tom in disbelief, the sense of betrayal returning.

"Is this the real Slytherin locket?" Harry stared straight at Tom. "You gave it to Voldemort?"

"It's fake." Tom lied without blinking.

Members of the Order of the Phoenix who knew about it all looked skeptical and glanced back and forth between Voldemort and Tom.Harry gripped his wand tightly, Tom was lying, he had seen the real locket with his own eyes and could easily tell the difference between the real one and the fake one.He opened his mouth to speak, Dumbledore shook his head inconspicuously, and Harry swallowed back the quick question.

"I'm not interested in your sincere performance," said Voldemort angrily, looking up at the starry sky, and continued in a low voice, "You know I'm telling the truth, Harry, you I know." He laughed and shook the robe, the black cloth wrapped the man's slender body, and in the next second, Voldemort disappeared without a trace.

"We need to talk." Tom said seriously, grabbing Harry's upper arm.Harry opened the other's fingers one by one, grinning, yes, he really needs to have a good talk with Tom.