Yan Bai of HP

The breeze gently blows the fluttering gauze curtains, and through the hazy fabric, the young man's delicate face looms, sitting on the window sill with his knees hugged, his emerald eyes looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, the strange environment makes Harry There was a rare daze in his eyes.There is no cell, no chains, he is just locked in this luxurious and comfortable room, unable to use Apparition, and every meal time will have delicious food served by house elves, for two whole days, except for house elves, He had never seen a single person, but the unusually heavy sleep every night made him feel a little strange.

Stretching out his hand to push aside the veil that blocked his view, the sound of the door lock turning suddenly sounded behind Harry. Tilting his head, Harry silently watched the blood-eyed man approaching slowly.The closer you are, the more you can feel Voldemort's intimidating aura and charm. Harry did not deny that the current Voldemort is quite suitable for him in terms of means and appearance... If those means are not Words applied to him.

Voldemort's blood-colored eyes that seemed to be able to drag people into hell fixedly looked at the picturesque and delicate young man on the windowsill, and there was a trace of deep tenderness in his eyes.The magnetic voice sounded slowly, with a unique rhythm, "Are you awake? Is your body still hurting?"

Harry shook his head, moved his eyes away from Voldemort, and continued to look out the window.Voldemort shrank his heart, walked towards the boy by the window, and stood quietly behind him, the shadow of the adult body seemed to cover the boy's smaller figure, such a small comfort would make the corner of Voldemort's mouth twitch quietly. rise.Harry frowned slightly. Even though he restrained himself a lot, the strong temperament of the man still gave him a sense of uncomfortable oppression. Looking back, Harry finally asked the question in his heart, "What do you want?" Bloody and brutal , It is your nature to cut grass and roots, why do you force yourself to treat me so tenderly, or do you want to use your identity as the savior to carry out another conspiracy to achieve your ambition.

Voldemort looked at the vigilance and suspicion in the youth's emerald eyes, and the bitterness in his heart spread all over his body. He clenched his big hand tightly in his cuff, and Voldemort said softly, "Why don't you believe me, Harry?! I think what I have expressed It's clear."

Harry frowned, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, "Do you really like me? We haven't been in contact for too long, how much do you know about me?" At most, it was because of similar experiences, and similar It’s just a sense of sympathy generated by the identity, can such feelings be called liking?How long can this feeling last?

Voldemort stretched out his hand and gently brushed the boy's hair, "It's too late to say these words, Harry, I can't let you go." In order to get you, I can give up my hostility with the Order of the Phoenix, as long as you want, I You can even give up the position of the Dark Lord, just by your side.In fact, he didn't know how he could have sacrificed so much for this young man. His ambition and his desire for power seemed to be irrelevant under the gaze of those emerald eyes.

It was just a Remembrance, less than a year of getting along, but he spent almost all of his time thinking about it. Harry Potter is a kind of poison to Voldemort, but it is only slightly stained. It was the tarsus that devoured all his thoughts and life.Is it true that everyone will meet a person in their destiny, even if they just take a quick look, they will be willing to give up everything for him, and bow their proud heads. This feeling may not be just love, but the meaning of life in the rest of life. reside in that person.It was a kind of retribution for Voldemort to become the devil and king in vain, and to spend his whole life in madness, but to fall on the emotion that made him disdain the most.

However, he was the Dark Lord after all, and he would not humble himself on the ground to ask for Harry's love. If he gave up everything and still couldn't get what he wanted, he couldn't predict what he would do.

Staring at the deep emerald eyes of the young man below, Voldemort tenderly described Harry's exquisite face in his heart. If he couldn't ask for it, maybe he would choose to destroy this young man who made him feel so handsome and embarrassed.

Harry looked at the flickering blood-colored pupils in Voldemort's eyes, he couldn't figure out the man's psychology, he stretched out his hand to caress the big palm on the hair, "No matter what you are paying attention to, I still think it is impossible between us, Even if Dumbledore alone caused the past tragedies, the hatred between you and me is still irreconcilable."

Voldemort chuckled, "Harry, don't lie to me with those words, you don't care about your parents' death as much as you said." He knelt down, looked at the subtle fluctuations in those emerald eyes, and the corners of his mouth were happy "Perhaps, I know you better than you think, don't you, Harry?"

Harry glanced at him lightly, did not reply, and lowered his eyes slightly. Yes, for him, avenging the couple was just a matter of convenience, because at that time he thought that even if he didn't go to find Voldemort, Voldemort would definitely not Let him go.However, if Voldemort now puts everything on Dumbledore, can there really be other emotions between him and Voldemort besides hatred?Harry asked himself, he was not a very emotional person, two lovers were enough to fill his missing emotions, and he really didn't have any thoughts about Voldemort, let alone what Voldemort had done to him.

In order to get him, Voldemort calculated again and again, with clever means, and almost exhaustive strategies. Such a powerful figure instinctively made Harry feel repelled.He lived too chicly in his last life, and the people around him hardly forced him to do anything, so he developed his current character that cannot be controlled by others. There must be someone who bows his head between him and Voldemort. However, that person absolutely It won't be him.A look of boredom flashed in Harry's eyes, not to mention that he didn't believe that the Dark Lord would have such profound emotions as love for him. It is quite a scary thing to know that the Dark Lord would have such a thing as love, so , his final answer is still, escape.

If you can't provoke him, you can always hide it. Even if Voldemort really fell in love with him, he never cared about the feelings of those he didn't care about. The life and death of other people didn't matter to him.Turning his head, Harry looked away from Voldemort's gaze. There was no way, the enemy was too strong, and it would not do him any good to anger Voldemort now.

Voldemort looked at the young man who turned his head and remained silent. His clenched hands loosened, loosened and tightened, and finally he did not stretch out his cuffs.He stood up, took a deep look at the young man, brushed his fingers weakly across Harry's face, and said softly, "I've put the whole manor under your name, you can do whatever you want here, Except...leave." Staring at Harry, Voldemort slowly bent down, the approaching handsome face made Harry turn his head unconsciously, a feather-like kiss brushed his cheek, Voldemort straightened up, strode away, With a wave of his hand, the wooden door closed behind him. Voldemort turned around and watched the young man's thin figure disappear into the wooden door, feeling bitter in his heart.

Why don't you believe that the only thing I wanted from the beginning was you...

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Hogwarts

The people who were still in shock were stunned by Noah's weird voice. Although there was no change in Hogwarts Castle in the end, Dumbledore took the teacher to check the main defensive formation in the castle carefully.The casualties of adult wizards are more serious. For more than ten years, the Order of the Phoenix and Oro have not seen such a large casualty for a long time. Fortunately, the students basically did not suffer any casualties, which can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes.

After the panic calmed down a bit, Voldemort's unbelievable declaration aroused a lot of discussion among the students, and the whereabouts of the kidnapped savior became the focus of everyone's attention.Because of this, the sight of the Platinum Noble and the Potions Professor doubled overnight, and Snape could only hide Noah more carefully. After all, that Rick Eaton had died on the battlefield, and he and Lucius could not Explain why Eaton came back from the dead.

The two-day journey in the Forbidden Forest allowed Noah to basically absorb enough energy. However, Noah still couldn't tell the exact location of the two of them. The power of the interference was very strong. He could only tell the approximate range, which was in the UK Deep in the forest in the southeastern part of the wizarding world.On the map, it looks like a large blank area of ​​forest, not to mention all kinds of precious and cruel magical creatures in this dense forest. Lucius' face was full of exhaustion in just a few days, and Snape It also returned to the greasy look again, but the search work still found nothing, Snape even wanted to stun all the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, let Noah suck enough at once, break those interfering forces, and find Harry whereabouts.

Voldemort has never appeared since that time at Hogwarts. The nail that Lucius had originally set inside the Death Eaters has proved to be aware of Voldemort, otherwise he would not have been able to attack him at all. No news was heard, but these nails were not useless. In fact, Voldemort's plan to attack Hogwarts was only revealed to the heads of several big families. Lucius' people did not get the news because of their class. Not enough, the only big nail was the Eaton family who chose Voldemort in the end, so the nails of Lucius were not completely exposed, and they could still get some information.

The content of the news said that after the attack, Voldemort disappeared directly with the savior in his arms, and handed over all affairs to the team leaders of several big families, and then there was no news, not even a single order was conveyed.This was completely unimaginable in the past. Even in the late stage of losing his mind, Voldemort would firmly hold the power in his own hands. But this time, Voldemort not only delegated his power, but also seemed to be less enthusiastic about dominating the wizarding world. , this Dark Lord is stronger than before, and his mind is more unpredictable.

Voldemort did not show up, and it was even more difficult for Snape and Lucius to find Harry's whereabouts. Lucius had already decided to cooperate with Dumbledore and concentrate firepower to attack Voldemort's base. He couldn't believe that the Dark Lord would still not show up. As for how they will get news about Harry from the powerful Dark Lord, it depends on their means.Because of the contract, the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest can't let Noah let go to absorb them, but he doesn't care so much about those dark creatures under Voldemort. When the time comes, bring Noah there, werewolves, dementors, Goblins and a large group of creatures should be able to satisfy Noah's appetite. If they still can't get Harry's message from Voldemort, Noah is their last hope.

Lucius signed the last few documents, leaned back on the office chair, and looked at Snape helplessly at the potion table. Losing that young man, they almost lost the focus of life, and became helpless, strong Their self-control made the two of them work hard to return to normal and search for their lover's whereabouts. However, in the quiet moments after the busy work, they couldn't help but miss Harry, the indifferent and gentle emerald eyes of the boy, and the tranquility of the boy in their arms. sleeping face.

So even if the opponent is such a powerful Dark Lord, they will not back down in the slightest. Harry is their partner who would rather lose their life than give up. No one can take away their beloved one from them!

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In the middle of the night, the bright moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, only revealing the incomplete semicircle, shining coldly on the earth, reflecting the fine moonlight, Harry curled up, biting his lower lip, as if he was short of water on the big bed Panting like a fish, the chaotic magic power inside his body made him feel very hard. The soul wand that can sort out chaotic energy has been handed over to Noah along with the Hogwarts contract, and his phoenix wand also After being searched, there is not much magic power in his body that can obey his command, and the damaged magic core cannot be repaired, so now he can only endure the pain of the magic power rampaging in his body. Taking a deep breath, Harry smiled helplessly.

Since coming to this world, no matter how difficult the moment is, Noah will be by his side. No matter how painful it is, at least he knows that he is not alone. With Noah, there is at least a glimmer of hope. However, now, He was really alone, a prisoner of a tyrant.No matter how good his treatment was, there was no way to conceal his identity. He was a prisoner who was taken away, seriously injured, and slaughtered.A trace of deep disgust and resentment flashed in Harry's eyes, and his fingers gripping the silk quilt tightened even more. At this moment, a pair of big hands gently wrapped his palm, bit by bit, he opened the fingers that pierced his palm, and he Intertwined fingers.

The hot air breathed between his neck made Harry shrink his neck unconsciously. A strong and soft energy came from his close body, sorting out the magic power running around in his body and relieving his pain. Harry gritted his teeth and waved his hand directly Throwing away those big palms, propping up his weak body, he turned his back against the wall and faced the man confrontationally, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "What are you doing like this?" Every time he was in pain, he would help him. He sorts out energy, but never uses magic power to repair his magic core. Do you want to use this method to control his departure?This is a waste of effort, this little pain, even Noah's pain when transmitting data to him can't keep up, how could it make him succumb.

Voldemort's handsome face was tinged with a slight chill, but he didn't know how to deal with Harry's questioning. Yes, he might feel sorry for the boy's pain, but he would not give him any chance to leave. If he could, he would even I hope Harry is lying helpless in his arms just like before, even if he has to inject a lot of magic power into the boy every day because of this.Voldemort looked at the delicate young man lying powerlessly halfway on the bed, and reached out to wipe the cold sweat off his brow. Harry turned his head away and let his fingers go.

The man's hand stayed in mid-air for a while, and still caressed Harry's face with an attitude that could not be refused. When it touched the boy's cold face, Voldemort unconsciously warmed the boy's cold face with his palm. His dominance has not changed in the slightest.Harry knew very well that even if Voldemort's feelings for him were true, it would not change the cruelty and tyranny deep in the man's heart.Unlike Lucius and Sev, his two lovers put him first in everything, and getting along with them exudes a faint and warm fragrance like lilacs in summer.

But Voldemort is different, that man will use all means to control him in the palm of his hand, and even needs his permission to turn over.Even if his wings were broken, his hands and feet were cut off, his actions and thoughts must be under Voldemort's control. No matter how precious and sincere the Dark Lord's love is, Harry will not have the slightest nostalgia.

Such brutal gentleness is like a prison to him, more terrible than death. Harry's soul is as free as the wind. He is willing to stay for those who love him, but he is unwilling to give his freedom to others. Therefore, no matter what Voldemort does, as long as his domineering and authoritarian attitude remains unchanged, Harry will not have the slightest affection for him.

Looking at the boy's indifferent expression, Voldemort finally burst out of the anger he had accumulated over the past few days. He stretched out his slender, pale fingers, clamped the boy's chin tightly, and approached Harry's emerald eyes coldly. He paused and said, "How much do you want me to do?! Harry Potter, my patience has a limit!"

When Harry heard this, soaring anger flashed in his emerald eyes. He shook off Voldemort's fingers, and grabbed the man's collar with trembling hands, "Is there a limit to your patience?! My patience The limit is almost reached!! Voldemort, what do you think you are doing now, raising pets?! Give me a few delicious meals, a few nice words to coax me, and I should throw myself into your arms in gratitude? Voldemort, You think too highly of yourself, I am not your toy, I will do whatever you want me to do." The quick words and angry emotions made Harry hang on to Voldemort panting, and the boy took a deep breath , raised the corners of his mouth coldly, and looked into those bloody eyes with disdain, "Put away your expression that seems to have been wronged so much, I was the one who was hurt, I was the one who was forced to leave my lover, and it was I who was in pain , why do you show a victim attitude in front of me, if you have no patience, you can send me directly to the dungeon, as the Dark Lord, you shouldn't have such a thing as love, right?! "

Harry had had enough. He was locked up like a domesticated pet for a few days. When he was in a good mood, he came to say a few words of love, and when he was in a bad mood, he said that he was impatient. He would rather go to the dungeon to face torture. He also does not want to face this tyrant who is uncertain.

Voldemort stared blankly at the young man lying on the bed and couldn't stop panting. He had never loved anyone before, and he didn't know how to ask for the love of a young man. Maybe even though he recognized Harry's strength and excellence, he still didn't take this The boy was placed in the same position as him.In other words, since he crowned the name 'Flying from Death', no one has been able to stand side by side with him. He has forgotten the feeling of being equal to others, and the anger in his heart calmed down a little bit, and he was reprimanded Surprisingly, there was no anger in Voldemort's heart after a pause.Pets and bed companions are the last things he lacks, and he has never put Harry in such a humble position. What he wants is a partner who can spend the whole life together.

Harry ignored Voldemort's eyes that were as soft as a river of spring water, and he loosened his hand holding Voldemort's collar weakly. At this time, the thin boy was half lying on the big bed, panting with difficulty, Harry What I hate the most is such an incompetent body. Harry hammered the bed with hatred, and Harry closed his eyes wearily. The body behind him suddenly held him in his arms. After the death of that man, a strong magical power suddenly entered his body, repairing the damaged magic core, Harry couldn't help stretching his brows, relaxing his body, leaning on Voldemort's body, narrowing his eyes slightly, and adjusting himself according to Voldemort's magical power Chaotic energy in the body.

After a while, his injury showed signs of improvement, and Voldemort stopped the input of magic power. Harry raised his eyes slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his deep emerald eyes. He thought he would be thrown directly into the dungeon by the enraged Voldemort Unexpectedly, the bloody eyes as far as he could see were filled with softness and love. The original bloody color added a touch of softness, as if with a burning warmth, but Harry was not tempted by this beautiful color. In this world, his heart is already colder than anyone else's, and it is impossible for a little warmth to touch his feelings.

Voldemort let go of his hand and didn't care about Harry's indifference. At least Harry's eyes fluctuated just now. Although he was authoritarian and domineering, he would not deny his mistakes. If he makes a mistake, he will naturally change his attitude and will not confront Harry head-on. What he wants is not a thoughtless puppet, but a boy who has the ability to warm others even though he is scarred, who is stronger and calmer than any adult wizard The boy, the Harry Potter who wanted one by his side whenever it was near.After adjusting his attitude, he will wait for Harry's response with the greatest patience. If he can't do it for a day, it will be a month, and if he can't do it for a month, it will be a year. No matter what, Harry will be willing to accompany him in the end. He has this confidence.

Harry saw clearly the determination in Voldemort's eyes, and slightly lowered his head to hide the look in his emerald eyes.He still needs to wait, wait for his injuries to heal and his magic power to recover, and for his lover to arrive. No matter how luxurious and comfortable the manor here is, it is just a cage made of gold. One day, he will escape from here.