Yan Bai of HP

Response Room

Harry sat quietly on the sofa, facing a handsome boy with red eyes and black hair.Listening to the boy's report, Harry rested his forehead with one hand with some headaches, and said in a low voice, "You said you found the main soul, but he fused Gaunt's ring?" What bad news.

Tom nodded, leaned back lazily, and took out a locket from his arms, with a dark green bottom and a small silver snake coiled on it, spitting out a letter.

"Although it's a step late, I got this." The young man smiled slightly, the sharpness on his handsome face was a little softer, but the red eyes were full of darkness.

"Slytherin's locket?" Harry looked at the pendant in Tom's hand and said lightly, slightly raised his eyes to look at the handsome young man in front of him, "Tom, I thought you knew that you are not qualified to negotiate with me now Yes." So, put away your insidiousness and cunning, no matter what you have achieved after becoming the Dark Lord, with your current 16-year-old abilities, you are no match for him at all.

Tom slowly put away the smile on his face, quietly looked at the handsome boy opposite with his blood red eyes, raised his hand and threw the locket directly to Harry, suppressing the humiliation and hatred in his heart.As the ghost cultivator's power grew, his feeling for the contract in the sea of ​​consciousness became more obvious, and he hated his current situation more and more.When he left at that time, he was also looking for a way to get in touch with the contract, but no one had ever heard of the exercises he practiced, and no one understood the laws of this contract, let alone lifted it, so now he is also I can only suppress my nature and work for that boy.

Harry looked at the locket in his hand, of course he couldn't hide Tom's thoughts from him, but he was sure to control this ambitious young man in his hands, and he would just destroy it in the end.

[Noah, your big meal, remember to digest it quickly, don't make me wait too long. ] Dobby’s lesson taught him yesterday that it is really important to enhance his own strength. The toxin on Dobby’s nails actually has the effect of delaying wound healing, so until now his calf is still throbbing. He could only continue to endure while brewing the potion.

[Okay, master. 】Noah happily absorbed the soul piece in the locket.

Harry raised his head and waved his hand to let Tom approach. The boy stood up gracefully, his slender body standing upright in front of the boy like a green pine.

"Give me your hand," Harry said flatly.

The imperative imperative made Tom reach Harry's right hand very quickly, and bowed down thoughtfully.

Harry held the boy's big hand, a breath of breath spread through Tom's body along his veins, a trance flashed across the boy's eyes, the boy's soft and smooth fingers rested lightly on his wrist, the clean and shiny nails exuded A soft light, a kind of faint fragrance that seemed to be in the vegetation and darkness floated into the tip of his nose. It seemed that it was the first time he had observed the boy who had made him suffer so closely for the first time.

But only 11 years old, whether it is the former Dark Lord or the current Calvary Soul film, it is definitely not a coincidence that Harry Potter, as the language says, he is indeed his destined enemy However, when he was investigating the whereabouts of the main soul, although he did not find the actual foothold of the Dark Lord, he still caught the breath of the main soul. With the special induction between the soul pieces, he found that the Dark Lord mentioned Harry Potter. Apart from a trace of anger and hatred, there are more complex and indistinguishable emotions, wanting to get close but unable to get close, wanting to possess but unable to possess, that kind of love and hate makes him somewhat incomprehensible, even It's kind of scary.

Something must have happened between the main soul and Harry Potter, but up to now he has not found the reason for the change of the Dark Lord's attitude, and even his current attitude towards the boy has been affected, just like the current desire to The feeling of intimacy, logically, would never appear on him.

Harry didn't notice that Tom had started to have mixed emotions, he just checked to see if there was anything wrong with Tom's ghost cultivation, after all it would be a waste of energy to turn another Horcrux into a ghost slave, and by the way, take another look at Tom's consciousness. Is there any change in the contract? He has already experienced the Dark Lord's talent in magic. A unicorn's curse can be developed by him into a new black magic. He will not take this lightly.

Letting go of the boy's hand, Harry said, "You continue to track down the whereabouts of the main soul, and by the way, help me find out where that house-elf named Dobby escaped to."

Tom straightened up and nodded yes,

"However, I feel that the main soul seems to have noticed that someone is following him, and now the Dark Lord's whereabouts may be more difficult to grasp."

"It's okay, just do your best, and find out if Dobby has anything to do with the Dark Lord." Harry raised his head and looked at him quietly, "Okay, you can go."

"Yes." Tom bowed slightly, his figure gradually faded, and disappeared directly into a wisp of green smoke.

Harry chuckled inwardly, he mastered it really quickly. In terms of aptitude, Voldemort is really a masterpiece, but there is something wrong with his education. How can a child become a slicer lunatic?

Harry spread his hands, and Noah hadn't finished absorbing the soul piece on the locket. He put the locket around his neck, put it in his clothes, stood up slowly, and walked out of the room of response.

It was almost dinner time, and Harry walked gracefully across the corridor to the auditorium, his fingers lightly slid across the cold wall, and stopped abruptly.A black figure on the ground was sitting against the wall, his face was blocked by his bangs hanging down, but from his exposed skin, one could see something strange, the skin of normal people would not be so cold and hard, nor would it be gray.

A icy coldness flashed in Harry's eyes, as if he felt something, the boy slowly raised his head, and there was a black figure floating on the roof in front of him, Peeves, who was always alive and kicking, kept a terrified expression, stiff Hovering in mid-air, the milky white soul state has all turned black.

Starting from Peeves' stiff left foot, he had already sensed the danger and wanted to escape, but in the end it was too late. Fortunately, he was already dead and couldn't die anymore, so he would be fine after unlocking the petrification.Hearing the conversation getting closer, Harry frowned slightly. It seemed that something was going to happen to him now. Sure enough, several Hufflepuff seniors were chatting with smiles on their faces, but they were stunned by the scene in the corridor. Now, the leading boy has brown hair and looks gentle, with a flicker of horror in his brown eyes, it is Cedric, whom he has not seen for a long time.

Harry was very impressed by those pure eyes, so he was able to recognize people at a glance. The boy did not stand still like other companions. He took a step forward with stiff steps. His brown eyes were full of worry and concern. "Harry Potter? Come here quickly and get out of there."

In the wide corridor, the boy's thin and slender body and the strange black soul above formed a chilling scene. The others finally reacted, and several screams rang out, and they ran back quickly.

Cedric frowned, walked around the figure on the ground, worked up his courage, walked up to the boy, and pulled him aside.Harry was puzzled by his behavior, except that he didn't seem to have much interaction with this gentle and pure boy in the first grade. Seeing such a scene, how did Cedric figure out that he was Innocent, when rumors of the heir are spreading all over the campus, why can he immediately choose to believe that he is not the murderer.

In doubt, the sound of chaotic and noisy footsteps approached quickly, a large group of people walked quickly from the auditorium, Dumbledore in the lead had a serious face, and Snape also had a gloomy face, especially when he saw the boy's figure for a moment, completely Black to the bottom of the pot.

Professor McGonagall gasped, panic spread in the crowd, and several girls started screaming.Dumbledore took a deep look at the boy beside Cedric, squatted down, and brushed the hair of the figure on the ground, "It's Colin!" The crowd exclaimed, "Oh my God, he's dead."

"That's Peeves!"

"Merlin, what happened?"

……

Listening to the exclamation around him, Harry stood quietly beside Cedric, watching Dumbledore lift Colin's stiff body into the air with the Levitation Charm.Those azure blue eyes were completely cold, subverting his previous image of a crazy and loving principal. Some students beside him couldn't adapt, and looked at the astonishing old man with some fear. For the first time, he learned about the greatest white wizard in the magic world. What is the concept.

It should be that the basilisk is out of control. All these years, the basilisk has been sleeping peacefully, but was awakened by Tom. Now Tom has been taken in by him as a ghost slave, and the basilisk has begun to move freely by instinct without anyone commanding and controlling it. , otherwise, how could an attack be launched in this corridor.You know, straight ahead of this corridor is the auditorium, which is very close to the crowd.

He is also unlucky enough. Usually at this time, although most of the students are eating in the auditorium, there are still people coming and going in this corridor. The first eyewitness to the attack was still being looked at seriously, and he looked like he had stolen the money, so it's no wonder that he was always suspected.

Snape's heart sank. The fearful and terrified eyes of the classmates next to him made him very uncomfortable, but he knew that it would be useless to say some excuses now, not to mention that he himself was not very good at speaking for others. Hughes would be fine here.The stallion, who hovered in front of Harry when he wasn't needed, and couldn't even see him when he was needed.

Cedric looked at the suspicious and terrified expressions of the people around him, and worriedly looked at the slender boy beside him. He was about to speak, but the boy grabbed the hem of his robe and pulled him. He lowered his head, and Harry shook his head imperceptibly. Now is not a good time to speak well of him.

The old man waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Everyone should disperse, don't watch around here, Professor Sprout, you send Colin to the infirmary and give it to Madam Pomfrey, Professor Snape, Mike Professor Greg and Harry, come with me to the office."

Cedric watched worriedly as the boy walked out of him, silently left beside Professor Snape, and reluctantly walked back to the Hufflepuff team, leaving with his friends.

Draco and the others watched Harry being called away by Dumbledore, feeling anxious and worried.

"That idiot!" Draco said angrily.

"Draco really did it?" Pansy asked Draco suspiciously.

Draco rolled his eyes, "It's because he didn't do it, so he's an idiot!" With Harry's personality, how could he petrify Colin just because he was a Mudblood? The boy is indifferent, and if he doesn't matter, he doesn't even give him a look, let alone go out of his way to attack a useless Muggle and a prankster.

It is impossible to say that someone framed him. Harry's actions have always been irregular. It sucks to blame Harry for his luck.

"The headmaster won't wrong Harry, right?" Pansy felt relieved but worried again.

Bryce smiled slightly, and patted Draco and Pansy on the shoulders, "Don't worry, our dean is still following."

That being said, judging by the reactions of those people just now, Harry's blame is definitely on his back.Draco sighed in his heart, but there are also benefits. Those Caronites are afraid that they will support Harry even more. Harry has already won the Quidditch Cup for them, and with the so-called petrification magic, His Highness Slytherin The identity of Harry is completely confirmed.

However, Harry was still an idiot, no one framed him, and he could still bump into it by himself... Draco was speechless.

Principal room

Facing Dumbledore's repeated temptations, Harry answered patiently, but he hated that unruly basilisk foraging for food in his heart. If it would not become an obedient and useful pet, he would directly Stew it and eat snake soup.

"Harry, you really didn't see anything, didn't you hear anything?" Dumbledore asked again, deep inquiry hidden in his blue eyes.

Harry shook his head, "I didn't notice anything unusual." The boy looked at the old man frankly. Anyway, he didn't lie, so there was nothing to feel guilty about.But Snape's gloomy face next to him made him feel a little weak for no reason.

Dumbledore and the boy looked at each other for a long time, then turned to Snape and asked, "Severus, when will the potion to undo petrification be ready?"

"I'd cook medicine faster if I didn't have to teach those brainless bastards." Snape habitually sarcastically.

Dumbledore is also used to listening, he nodded, "Hurry up, some students have been attacked now, well, Harry, if you have anything else you want to tell me, you can come here anytime Me, go back to dinner."

Harry gave a slight salute, turned and left the principal's office, stopped at the window in the corridor, bathed in the milky white moonlight, and stood there quietly. After a while, he heard footsteps next to his ears. When Harry looked up, the black-eyed man A familiar face came into view.

Snape stopped, looked at the handsome and indifferent boy under the moonlight, his gloomy face softened slightly, "Why don't you go back?"

"Waiting for you." Harry replied flatly.

Snape raised the corners of his mouth unobtrusively,

"What's the matter?"

"Let's talk when we go back," Harry looked up at him, showing the fair skin around his neck, and stretched out his hand towards the man's big hand. Snape's black eyes flashed with pleasure, and he led the boy to the cellar.Harry slightly raised his eyes to look at the two people's clasped hands, a complex light flashed quickly in his green eyes, he didn't say anything, Snape, who had been paying attention to Harry's expression, felt his heart tighten and remained silent.

Although he was eroding Harry's heart little by little, he didn't want Harry to know his thoughts so quickly. In the past, even if he had relatively intimate contact with the boy, Harry would not have any reaction, but The look in Harry's eyes just now was intriguing, and he pursed his lips slightly. Snape tried hard to suppress the suspicion in his heart. Looking back, he didn't seem to be too out of line when facing Harry, and he must have thought too much.

Back in the cellar, Snape felt the temperature of leaving in his hands, and asked in a low voice

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Sev," Harry said seriously, "let's catch the basilisk, I can speak Parseltongue, so I should be able to subdue it, you bring the potion, if not, just turn it into your potion material. "

Snape frowned slightly. If he brought all the potions, even if he couldn't beat the basilisk, he would be sure to keep the two of them safe. However, he still didn't want the boy to be in danger.

Harry continued his efforts, "Sev, I have the ability to protect myself, think about it, it is a thousand-year-old basilisk, its blood, snake skin, venom, snake teeth..." Without saying a word, the man's dark eyes His eyes lit up a little, and finally Snape nodded and agreed to the suggestion.

"We'll go down after I brew some potions in a few days. Also, after arriving in the secret room, everything must be obeyed by me, and you are not allowed to act without permission." Snape bent down and said seriously.

"Okay." Harry responded bluntly.

Snape nodded in satisfaction, walked to the desk and started brewing the potion. Harry sat directly on Snape's desk, took out a few pieces of parchment and started to do his homework. However, there was a tacit and warm atmosphere in the air. Harry slightly raised his eyes, glanced at the man who was seriously making the medicine, flicked his fingers, and lowered his head to continue writing.

From that light kiss, he had already sensed the man's thoughts. It was different from the helplessness when he knew Lucius's thoughts. There was a trace of joy in his heart, without disgust or resistance, as if everything was so It's natural, but he's not sure if he likes this kind of feeling.He enjoys the man's thoughtfulness and gentleness exclusively, and he doesn't want to leave the man's company, but he doesn't know whether this kind of feeling is a dependence on his relatives.

Sighing in his heart, Harry focused on his homework and waited a little longer. He could see the man's struggle, but there was no way to ease it. He still needed to make sure of his mind. Now... So be it.