Yan Bai of HP

As the days passed, the short-lived peaceful days of the wizarding world were broken again, and the Death Eaters resumed their operations. The number and frequency of attacks continued to increase. The Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic fought in a panic, and suffered heavy losses.Of course, Voldemort's manpower was also greatly damaged, but the man didn't care about the casualties reported by his subordinates. In the past, when he was in a good mood, Voldemort would comfort the dead and dead Death Eaters. Now, Voldemort's mind wasn't on that at all.According to some Death Eaters who could see the Dark Lord from time to time, their Highness the Demon Lord just stared at the red-purple bottle in his hand every day, and did not listen to them at all about the progress and situation of the current operation.

The reborn Voldemort is neither the cruel and tyrannical tyrant, nor the demon king who is ambitious and delusional to dominate the world.The only reason that man reappeared in this world seemed to be that boy. The relationship between the two confirmed the prophecy from another aspect - the savior boy was Voldemort's only nemesis.

However, even knowing the root of Voldemort's abnormality, no one dared to advise Voldemort. After all, no matter whether Voldemort's mind is normal or not, that man is as strong as ever. Even his enemies cannot deny this. Lido is getting old, and the newcomer is still immature, in terms of personal comprehensive strength, Voldemort is definitely the well-deserved number one wizard.

In fact, Harry has never thought of being an enemy of such a strong person. However, the situation is involuntary. Whether it is from his background or Voldemort's absolute possession of him, if Harry wants to live with his lovers In the leisurely days, it is necessary to get rid of Voldemort, an eyesore.Harry's belief was strengthened when he drank bottles of the extremely bitter potion that Snape had painstakingly brewed.

Gradually, every morning when Harry wakes up, he will always be confused for a while, and sometimes even his impression of Hogwarts begins to blur. One day, when Lucius and Snape nervously waited When the teenager woke up from his sleep, when he faced the innocent and white eyes full of strangeness like a newborn, the pain like needle pricks spread all over his body in an instant. The man who endured without changing his face, with red eye circles, wanted to reach out to hug their lover, but was stopped by the boy's suspicious eyes.

"Who are you?" Tilting his head, the young man's exquisite face was full of doubts, without the slightest defense, as if he could trust everything in the world, which made the two feel sorry and guilty.If it weren't for them not being strong enough, why would Harry be forced to the point of complete amnesia? Even though this young man, who is as beautiful and pure as an angel, has been taken care of to the extreme, what they love most is still the deep, calm and occasionally tender Smiling boy.

In the following time, Noah and the others did not directly adopt the method on the parchment, but seized the time to take care of Harry's body, just like the Muggle world must take care of the patient's body before major surgery, what Harry will go through is not Not worse than those major surgeries.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as Noah and the others expected. When several people circled around the baby-like Harry, Harry disappeared from the heavily guarded Hogwarts without warning.

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"Harry..., Harry..." The gentle and urgent call sounded in the boy's ears.Harry blinked, started from the ground, looked around, and looked at the surrounding environment suspiciously. The tall trees had lush branches and leaves, and the green grass was soft and exuded a pleasant fragrance. In the quiet mountain forest, there were occasional crisp and The melodious birdsong, the breeze blowing, and the rustling of the leaves are really a peaceful and beautiful scene.

But... "Where is this place?" Harry reached out and touched a big banyan tree next to it that seemed to need five or six adult men to surround it, "Sev? Lucius?" He called out and stayed by his side these days The sound of silence in the woods was heard far away, except for a few startled small animals rushing out of the bushes, no one responded to him.

Harry, who is like a newborn baby, is full of curiosity about the world. Even though he is alone in a strange mountain forest, Harry still has no fear.So he followed his own mind and walked leisurely forward.The air in the forest is always so fresh. Holding on to the tree trunks covered with time imprints, Harry didn't stop his steps until he saw a wall.The gray stone wall was full of vicissitudes, but it was still solid and solid. Harry reached out and touched the moss on the wall, with a strange smile on his face, as if it had existed for a long time.

"What are you doing? What should you do if your hands are dirty?" A gentle voice suddenly came from beside him. Harry turned his head in surprise, and a man in black robes caught his eyes. He was a very imposing and handsome man. The man's blood-red eyes added a bit of evil charm to him, making him even more attractive.At this time, the man who seemed to be difficult to get along with softened his expression, dissipated the air-conditioning from his body, and looked at him slightly reproachfully.

Harry withdrew his hand and watched the man walk in,

"Ah, sorry, is this your house?"

Voldemort's body became more and more tense, and his hands in his sleeves were tightly clenched, restraining himself from revealing too obvious emotions, so as not to scare the boy in front of him away.

"That's right, my name is Voldemort, this is my house, do you want to come in and sit down?"

"Well, yes, Voldemort, right? My name is Harry Potter, and you can call me Harry." The young man smiled brightly. Voldemort could hardly control the trembling of his body. He had never seen Harry speak to him before. He had such a genuine smile on his face.Stretching out his hand to hold Harry's hand, the corners of Voldemort's mouth curled up. It doesn't matter, this time Harry will definitely stay by his side and never leave again.

Harry didn't notice Voldemort's complicated thoughts, he just felt that the man beside him had big and warm palms, and he held them tightly as if he was afraid that he would run away. With a contented and doting smile on his face, Harry swallowed the voice of protest inexplicably, followed the man's pace, and walked into the manor.

Voldemort introduced the layout of the manor, and calmly stroked the medicine bottle pinned to his waist with one hand.The moment the potion inside turned completely red, he couldn't wait to call out the boy's name. Standing on Harry's favorite tower, looking at the entire mountain forest, he waited anxiously for the boy, excitedly and terrified. Seeing Harry walking towards him step by step in a daze, he didn't even have time to implant new memories into the bottle.

Although Harry returned to him, and even showed his sincerity for supper, Voldemort found that he was still greedy.He wanted more, he wanted Harry to be close to him, into his arms, to kiss him, not just see him as a stranger, so unnatural to hold hands.

After walking for a while, Voldemort was worried that the good boy who was denying beside him would be too thirsty and tired, so he asked someone to prepare a meal, and brought Harry to the front hall.Now Harry is very interested in the various delicacies on the table that he has never seen before, so he didn't care about Voldemort's departure. Turning to the corridor beside him, Voldemort took out the potion bottle from his arms, drew out his wand, and carefully Think for a moment, and implant the memories that you have thought about thousands of times into the medicine bottle.

Seeing the new red potion bottle turn purple again, Voldemort took a deep breath, gripped the potion bottle tightly, walked slowly into the hall, and sat down beside Harry.

"Huh? When did you leave?" Harry put down the knife and fork in his hand and asked suspiciously.

Voldemort smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to gently stroke Harry's hair, and put his hand down when he saw the boy's frown slightly, "Harry, don't you know me?"

Harry looked sideways at him with some doubts, "What are you talking about? We just met today for the first time?"

"It's not like that, Harry." Voldemort leaned forward, held Harry's hand, and looked deeply into his eyes, magnetic business seemed to be able to seduce people, "You know me, Harry, think about it carefully think."

Harry's eyes gradually became confused, he looked carefully at the man in front of him, something seemed to emerge in his mind, something seemed to be rolling in his emerald green eyes, he murmured, "Yes..., yes ,I know you."

"Yes, Harry, you know me." Voldemort suppressed the concentration in his heart, "I am VOLDY, your lover, Harry, and I am your closest person in this world."

Harry's eyes kept struggling, and reason and confusion kept flashing, "Yes, you are my lover."

Voldemort's heart shook violently, feeling that his rebirth was for the boy's words, he tentatively hugged the boy into his arms, "Do you love me?"

The struggle in Harry's eyes subsided, and he smiled back at the man in front of him. Harry's eyes showed intoxicating friendship, "Yes, I love you, VOLDY."

At that moment, the man's eye circles even turned red. With trembling lips, he hugged Harry from the chair into his arms, like a drowning man grasping the last straw, tightly Holding him, he murmured, "Yes, you love me." He'd never been more grateful for Merlin's presence than at this moment. "Then stay by my side and never leave again." Voldemort whispered in Harry's ear, his hot breath making Harry's ears turn red, "You don't want to leave me, do you?"

"Yes, I will always be by your side." Harry smiled and hugged the man back, in exchange for a tighter hug from Voldemort.