Yan Bai of HP

In the empty and cold room, not even the light of the torches on the wall gave any warmth. On the platform at the top of the seventy steps, a dark chair was quietly placed on it. There were no gorgeous decorations, only a few hard-to-find A slender finger gently stroked the dark lines on the armrest, and the pale skin against the dark armrest appeared a bit weird and cold.

Under the steps, a few people in black cloaks were lying on the ground shivering, their foreheads pressed against the cold ground, and they didn't dare to look up at all. Feeling the strange and familiar magic pressure, everyone's heart must be touched. Throat.

One of them, with cold sweat dripping down his cheeks to the ground, his eyes flushed red, could no longer bear the pressure in the air, he suddenly raised his head, facing the red-eyed young man on the stage, he said in a trembling voice incoherently, "I Master, I... I have always been the most loyal, the Eaton family is your most devoted servant, and, yes... yes, my son, Rick Eaton, he is from Slytherin, he can talk to that Potter contact, we... we can kill the Savior..."

"Shut up." A cold, angry voice echoed in the empty room.Patriarch Eaton immediately choked back the rest of his words, and his body trembled even more.

Voldemort's handsome face was made of ice, exuding a shocking chill. He lightly stroked the ring on his hand, and said word by word, "No one is allowed to move that boy, Harry Potter, be mine!"

"Yes, yes... yes" Patriarch Eaton responded submissively, "He is yours."

Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground in fear. The moment of Voldemort's anger just now made the Dark Mark on their hands painful like a burn, and it also reminded them of the thunderous methods of the tyrannical monarch back then.

Although they also discovered during this period that the current Voldemort is more like the wise and ambitious king they were loyal to at the beginning, but who would have known that Voldemort could always maintain his current rationality, and he could suddenly become a cruel man back then? Thugs, who can guarantee that history will not repeat itself.

So while observing Voldemort's changes, they still served this uncertain king with trepidation.

Voldemort rested his chin on one hand, looked down at the few people below, and his eyes stopped on the Master Eaton who couldn't stop shaking, "You said your son can contact Harry Potter, don't you?"

"Yes, master, Rick is the head of the first grade, and he has access to the sons of the Malfoy family and Harry Potter."

"Very well, I need your son to do me a favor." The corners of Voldemort's mouth curled up slightly, and his scarlet eyes looked at the people under the steps without any emotion.

"I am willing to give everything for you, my master." Everyone on the ground bowed their heads deeply, uttering devout and fearful words.

Waving those people back, Voldemort sat alone in this empty hall, with his hands folded on his stomach, his head raised and leaning against the back of the chair, looking at the star-studded sky through the crystal clear skylight. With the recovery of reason, He had finally understood his feelings for the boy.

It wasn't the obsession of some fateful opponent, let alone revenge for what happened back then. His attachment to the boy was just because he wanted it. He wanted that boy, and he fell in love with that boy.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Voldemort's red eyes, falling in love with the prophesied old enemy, is this a curse to the Dark Lord?

The sea of ​​blood in his eyes kept rolling, and Voldemort dully recalled the hatred in the boy's eyes when he looked at him. Those emerald green eyes were so alluring that his chest hurt like a needle,' You can never touch me! ' These chilling words became his nightmare every night.

Voldemort suddenly covered his face with one hand, and let out a dry laugh behind his broad palm. Even these hands, which hugged Harry, also drove [-]% of their force into the boy's soul.If it is impossible for you to come to my side willingly, then the only thing I can do is to subdue you completely.

He doesn't understand love, and he doesn't understand affection. The only thing he knows is that he must get what he wants, even if it is destroyed, he cannot send it to others.Even if it hurts his heart, even if life is worse than death, he will not let the person he loves leave him.So, Harry... don't blame me for being cruel.The boy's icy eyes once again appeared in his mind, and Voldemort's heart throbbed violently, but the corners of his mouth curved deeper.

In the sky, a gust of wind blew, and the clouds on the horizon drifted quickly. The starlight in the sky was covered by darkness in an instant, impenetrable and extremely dark.

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hogwarts castle

in the cellar

Harry fell asleep peacefully in Snape's arms, surrounded by the familiar scent of medicine, allowing him to completely relax and fall into a deep sleep comfortably. However, the sudden warning in his heart made the sleeping boy tremble. opened his eyes.

Looking up slightly, Snape didn't seem to be awakened by his movements, his chest was still rising and falling regularly.There was a hint of tenderness in Harry's eyes, he immediately looked away, and called Noah, [Noah, although those Death Eaters have been active recently, nothing substantial has happened, I have a bad feeling, recently you Be vigilant and pay attention to the movement of people around you. 】【Okay, master.During this period of time, you can let Xiaolu and Xiaocao patrol around. You have mastered a quarter of Hogwarts, and with the Marauder's map in our hands, there should be no danger in the castle. 】【very good. ] Harry relaxed and nodded.

A slight movement caused the chest next to his cheek to move, and Snape's dark eyes slowly opened, "Did you wake up?" Harry said softly. In the evening, the dark circles under the eyes that had already faded became obvious again.

Snape sat up from the bed, leaned over and pressed a kiss on the boy's forehead, put on his black robe and walked directly to the medicine table. The potion in the tongs was still brewing, and the time was just right.

Harry sighed in his heart, Lucius' recent actions were not hidden from him, and Snape's potions were indispensable to form a force, and most of the potions that Snape brewed during this time were given to Lucius Sent over.For the efforts of the two, Harry saw it in his eyes and felt tenderness in his heart. Not only was he working hard to protect the people around him, but his lovers were also doing their best to protect him.

The black curtain of the bedroom was lifted, and Snape held a bottle of freshly brewed potion in his hand, "Come out for breakfast."

Harry smiled at the man, got up directly from the bed and began to change his clothes. Snape looked at the boy's exposed skin, his eyes darkened, and he let go of the black curtain to block his view.

Waving the medicine bottle directly into the medicine cabinet, and falling asleep holding the boy's fragrant body every night, this was a very big challenge for Snape, who had been abstinent for many years. He had never discovered that his self-control was so fragile. Snape closed his eyes hard, dismissed the boy's nakedness from his mind, and walked directly to the table to sit down.

After washing, Harry walked out of the bedroom, smiled lightly at his lover, sat opposite the man, and ate quietly, completely unaware of how much his smile that bloomed like a green lotus caused much excitement in Snape's already calmed down heart. wave.

The man stuffed the steak into his mouth fiercely, his eyes drifted unconsciously to the aging agent in the medicine cabinet, and then drank the bitter black coffee in front of him.Looking at the boy with downcast eyes, Snape suppressed the desire in his heart, but he was still satisfied.

He has been complaining to himself, never thought that he would have a chance to be loved again, that boy was a gift from Merlin, and he never wanted to try the feeling of being powerless in front of his lover.The table was full of brewed advanced potions. These potions developed from ancient recipes were the capital for him and Lucius to win the support of those hermit families.

After sending the boy out of the cellar, Snape did not follow Harry's advice to rest, but stood in front of the table again. His magic power was not as deep as that of Lucius who had awakened the blood, and these potions were what he was best at, so, no matter No matter how tired he is, he will do his job well.

Because I love you, I want to remove all the thorns in the road ahead for you. If I can't protect you unscathed in the wings, I can at least build the strongest armor for you and become your most reliable backing.Lighting up the fire again, Snape rubbed his face fiercely, and once again devoted himself to the brewing of the potion.

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Walking out of the classroom, Harry, who had just finished all the exams, had just stepped into the auditorium when Dumbledore's kind and clear voice came from behind him, "Hi, Harry, did the exam go well during this time?"

Harry turned his head, and Dumbledore, who was dressed in bright red like Santa Claus, was standing behind him with a smile, and Harry gave a slight salute, "Hi, principal, about the exam, you only know the result when you get the result, right? Everything right now is speculation."

Dumbledore's eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly, "That's right, no one knows what will happen in the middle until the results come out, by the way, Harry, the exam is over, where do you want to spend this year's vacation? Sirius must be very happy." I want to live with you."

"No, I'd better live with Sif. Isn't the godfather still busy with family affairs? I won't bother him."

Speaking of it, time flies, and one year has passed. Since the plot has been ruined by him, maybe he doesn't have to stay in the castle for seven years. time for other things.

Dumbledore's blue eyes took a deep look at Harry. It seemed that since this boy suddenly appeared, his plans had been completely disrupted, and he was no longer naive as the savior who inherited the name of Slytherin, and gradually escaped from his control. Snape, Lucius, who is constantly acting in the Ministry of Magic and the school board, Slytherin House, which is gradually becoming united, and Voldemort, who has been confirmed to be resurrected.

The magical world that had recovered its calm once again fell into chaos. The savior who was supposed to stand on the side of the light became the heir of Slytherin. With those unfathomable emerald green eyes, he couldn't confirm whether Harry would become another Dark Lord when Voldemort was eliminated.

In the eyes of everyone, will the confrontation between light and darkness, the struggle between the savior and the Dark Lord, become a power struggle within the dark forces? If so... Dumbledore's eyes behind the lens hide a trace Cold, he will never let this kind of force that endangers the peace of the magic world breed.

Harry looked at the silent old man, his green eyes flashed,

"Principal, do you have anything else to do?" After lunch, he was going back to the dormitory to pack up his things, and then went back to Spider's End with Snape.

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "It's nothing, Harry, you can go in, the house elves will definitely arrange very delicious food for the students who have finished their exams, I'm starting to miss my little sweet cake~~"

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched in his heart, he nodded to the old man, turned around and walked into the auditorium.

"Harry." Dumbledore's voice sounded again behind him, the boy turned his head slightly, and the old man bathed in sunlight covered all the expressions in his eyes with a pair of crystal clear lenses.

"Harry, the wizarding world is not stable recently, you should be careful."

Harry flicked his fingers, raised his chin slightly, and chuckled suddenly, "Of course, I will be careful, and so will you, principal." After speaking, the boy turned around neatly and left.Since you have been unable to let go of the vigilance in your heart, and we no longer need any false feelings between you, and you can just give up on a child who has suffered like Harry, what is the justice you insist on?

He has doubts in his heart but never asks them openly. He will only keep probing and guarding. Harry smiled coldly in his heart. Not everyone will be your pawn. Dumbledore, not everyone will be willing to do what you say. Justice pays everything, you never give others the right to choose.

Great and loathsome leader, you are too suspicious. Even if I say that after Voldemort is eliminated, I will take my lover and leave the wizarding world, I am afraid you will not let me go. In this case, I have nothing to worry about.No matter in his past or present life, he is not a good person. After my death, even if the price of his departure is the chaos of the entire magic world, no matter how terrible the flood is, he will never show mercy!

Under the respectful eyes of Slytherin, Harry quietly walked towards the position of head of the house, his steps were firm and elegant, his beautiful green eyes shone with coldness and majesty, and the magic pressure slowly emerging around him made all the students bend over. deeper.

His lover can work hard to protect him, why can't he take on the responsibility that he hates in order to protect the people around him.As long as he could get what he wanted, even if he really became another Dark Lord, he would not hesitate.The hem of the black robe slid gracefully in the air, and Harry slowly sat on the chair representing the highest authority in the entire academy.

One day, Dumbledore, you will understand that it is not Voldemort, not anyone else, but you who put me in this position.