Yan Bai of HP

Principal's room

Harry still remembered the first time he and Snape came here. The surrounding arrangement was the same as that time without any change. The previous headmasters stayed quietly in the portrait, looking at him with different expressions.Behind the desk, Dumbledore stood up, still with a kind and warm smile on the corner of his mouth, his blue eyes were hidden behind the lens, blurred.

"Hi Harry, welcome back to Hogwarts."

"Thank you, Headmaster." Harry smiled slightly, Noah bowed behind him, and stood silently aside.

Dumbledore stretched out his hand to signal Harry to sit on the sofa in front of him, made two cups of strong black tea and put them on the table, and sat down himself.

"It's really been a long time, Harry, you seem to be in good spirits, Tom shouldn't be too hard on you, right?"

Harry nodded politely, "It's true that he didn't suffer any trauma." It's just that he's almost lost his memory and turned into an idiot.

"Hehe, that's good." Dumbledore picked up his teacup, took a big sip of the extremely sweet black tea, and said with a smile, "Then what can Harry do for me today?"

Harry took a deep look at him, and sighed slightly, "Dumbledore, stop beating around the bush, you clearly know why I came here to see you."

Dumbledore put down his teacup, crossed his hands on the table, and leaned forward, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be about cooperation."

Harry nodded, "You and I both understand that if the cooperation between us is still in such a vague state, there is no possibility of destroying Voldemort's power. I am here to fight for a chance to cooperate sincerely. I must at least compare The Ministry of Magic should be more trustworthy."

Dumbledore's glasses flashed, and he said slowly, "It's not what you think, Harry, at least I know what the Ministry of Magic wants. And your purpose, I have never been able to figure it out, so, compared to Harry, you don't deserve my trust from the Ministry of Magic that I've dealt with for many years."

"Then I can tell you that from the very beginning, all I wanted was an ordinary life, and it was you who pushed me into this position." Harry said calmly, "As long as my interests are not violated, I didn't want to meddle in the matters of the wizarding world, but this time, I will take my people and leave."

"Leave? Go to the Muggle world?" Dumbledore asked with a slight frown.

Harry let out a laugh, "Mr. Principal, this world is much bigger than you imagined. Do you think it is the Muggle world except for the wizarding world? Don't worry, if you leave, you should have no chance to see us again. If that's the case , can our cooperation be more sincere?"

Dumbledore suppressed his smile and looked at the young man sitting in front of him. His delicate face still attracted attention. His emerald green eyes were more emotional than the deep and indifferent ones when he first met him. The childishness of boys is gone, and more youthful youthfulness and grace are added.But... still making people unpredictable, hiding the complexity in his eyes, Dumbledore smiled again, "Okay, since Harry has shown your sincerity, I have no reason to refuse." After all, Voldemort is now Their common enemy, at least until the Dark Lord was dealt with, he didn't want to be an enemy of Harry yet.

Although Dumbledore looked very serious, Harry knew that he could only half believe what the old man said. He nodded with a smile, and Harry stood up and turned to leave.Noah, who had been standing in the corner as the background, followed behind him with a smile, turned around and closed the door.

"Is that enough?" Noah smiled and said, "You should know that the old man didn't say a word of truth."

"Only half a sentence is enough." Harry said lightly, "I didn't expect him to trust me much, and now I can let Lucius show a little bit of his cards." Sighing a little, Harry looked out the window." Hurry up and find a way to restore my memory, about Yan Bai, about Judge, although you have already told me, but I still want to know what kind of person I was in the original world."

Noah bowed and saluted respectfully, "Yes, master, I will give you an answer as soon as possible." Although the collection of books in the Slytherin library is huge and ancient, it may be because they are too old to ignore the new potions that have appeared in recent years and spells.Noah thought about it carefully, and felt that he might need to contact the nobles. During the time when Harry was away, Noah had already rectified Slytherin, and now the Slytherin students staying at Hogwarts basically There are already Harry's followers all over the place, maybe there will be some useful information in the hands of those nobles.

The sky is light blue, cloudless, and the sun is pouring down without any hindrance. The castle bathed in golden light looks even more gorgeous and magnificent.

However, the atmosphere in the cellar was completely inconsistent with the clear air outside. Snape and Lucius were submerged in a pile of documents, with black air behind them, and their faces were livid, especially the dark circles under their eyes, which fully explained the Rest status during the most recent period.

Throwing down a thick stack of documents again, Lucius wiped his face, leaned tiredly on the sofa, and let out a long breath.There was a noise outside the door, and Noah walked in leisurely, and when he looked up, he saw four resentful green eyes glaring at him viciously.Noah blinked innocently, "Don't look at me like that," said Noah, took out a piece of parchment from his arms and raised it, "I found a way to help Master~~"

The two men cheered up, Snape quickly stood up, grabbed the paper from Noah's hand, completely ignoring the messy books and materials on the ground.

Lucius also rushed to Snape's side quickly, and the two quickly scanned the contents of the paper from top to bottom, their slightly relaxed brows furrowed tightly again, "Is this method too dangerous?" Already." Snape said with some hesitation, and Lucius nodded in agreement, "We need to wait until Harry's sea of ​​consciousness is completely frozen, and then destroy the entire sea of ​​consciousness according to the above method, and then rebuild the sea of ​​consciousness .If something goes wrong, Harry will lose all of his magic."

"It's okay." The clear and clear voice of a young man suddenly came from the side. Harry stood at the door of the bedroom, lifted the black curtain with one hand and said with a smile, "I don't think it's okay."

"Harry..." Snape wanted to continue persuading, but Harry waved his hand, "Isn't there no other way after so long? Time waits for no one, and we have no time to waste."

Lucius walked up to Harry, and lightly supported the boy's face with one hand, with a gentle and loving expression, "Have you already decided?"

Harry raised his head and smiled, and raised his hand to gently cover the big hands of his parents on his face, "Magic power is actually not as important as I imagined. And..." Harry lowered his eyes slightly, and lowered the curtain, "My Memories are disappearing over time, Lucius, now I only remember that you and Sev are my important people, but I have forgotten how we knew each other and fell in love.

Instead of facing unforeseen hidden dangers after losing memory, it is better to cut off the root cause of the disaster and destroy the sea of ​​consciousness. Rather than being controlled by others, it is better to preemptively strike. "

Snape narrowed his eyes dangerously, met Harry's firm green eyes, sighed inwardly, swallowed the venom in his mouth, "Since it's your decision, but, I need you to know that if something goes wrong, you will bear the consequences." Not just you, but us too. So, be careful."

Feeling warm, Harry nodded with a smile.

In the luxurious manor, on the high steps, a man with blood-red eyes sat on an empty high seat, resting his chin in one hand, watching the people under the seat turn away cruelly, and slightly turned his head to the person hidden in the shadows and asked, "" It's about to start, right?"

The old man in a gray robe walked out of the shadows tremblingly, bowed his head respectfully, "Yes, master, the effect of the medicine has taken effect." The old man took out a black bottle from his sleeve, which contained dark purple crystals, like It was dreamlike and intoxicating, and most of them did not recognize that it had turned scarlet. The old man scratched the bottle with his skeleton-like finger, "Master, look, as long as all the potions in the bottle turn red, you can use the new potion." As long as the bottle that turns red is in your hand, Master, you can even directly summon that boy."

"Oh? Is it like a teleportation array?"

"No," the old man shook his head, "As long as you call, that boy will frantically come to your side even if there are thousands of mountains blocking him."

Voldemort's eyes lit up, he quickly stepped down from the throne, and took the bottle cherishingly, "Okay, very good. From now on, you can tell the people below anything you need."

"Thank you, master." The old man bowed respectfully, hidden in the shadows, and disappeared like smoke.

Voldemort completely ignored the others leaving. He looked at the bottle in his hand like a madman, stroked it gently, and his gentle and expressive eyes seemed to really embrace the boy in his arms, "Harry...Harry...you still belong to the bottle in the end." Mine is destined to belong to me.”

If he hadn't gotten it once, he wouldn't be so crazy. Every night, he would miss the feeling of holding the boy in his arms and falling asleep every night. From time to time, she unconsciously threw herself into the beautiful sleeping face in his arms.Must have him, Voldemort has never been so sure of what he wants, not this rotten and dirty Wizard Street, but, that boy, and only that boy.