Yan Bai of HP

Hogwarts

Noah and the two men almost turned the entire castle upside down, and the result was that Harry left by himself, without being knocked out or held hostage, but walked out of the castle by himself.And also let the house-elf apparate him to a forest.Lucius and the others were very familiar with this forest. It was the forest where Voldemort's manor was located.

"Why did Harry go to Voldemort? He obviously doesn't remember anything." Lucius asked impatiently, puzzled.

"If you think about it with your straw-like head, you will know that the hands and feet should be made by the Dark Lord." Harry disappeared again, and Snape sprayed venom uncontrollably with a livid face.

"This should be the hidden danger we were worried about before." Noah touched his chin. "The master's sea of ​​consciousness has been completely frozen, so I can't contact him."

"Fart!" Lucius slammed the table down hard, uttering obscene words that did not fit the aristocratic style at all, "I can take someone into the forest once."

"No, Voldemort couldn't have fallen twice in one place, he would have taken Harry out of the forest. Listen, Master is like a baby now, knowing nothing about the world, about us and about Voldemort Known, so Voldemort is likely to gain the trust of the master during this time."

Lucius and Snape frowned tightly. The thought of Voldemort whispering softly to deceive Harry's trust was as disgusting as eating a fly. Now the two men no longer fear or It was the fear of the Dark Lord, replaced by naked hatred and loathing.

The youngest potion master in the history of the wizarding world, a dignified noble leader with the blood of a powerful awakened elf, was robbed of his lover one after another. Is it because Voldemort is too powerful, or they believe too much in Harry's ability? Take care of everything, even if it is to protect Harry, there is not much they can really do, Harry seems to take care of everything habitually, and he doesn't want them to be embarrassed, and he doesn't want them to bother.Lucius and Snape looked at each other, it seemed that there were still some problems with the way they got along with their lover, of course, this was something that would not be discussed until Harry was brought back.

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The room was a little dark, as if a gust of wind had blown through it, lifting the heavy curtains, and the sweet scent of flowers wafted in through the gap.The boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch the still somewhat sunken place beside him, felt the warmth that seemed to be there, and sat up slowly, Harry touched his chest, this place... in his memory seems to be It has always been empty, even though he knows that the man who is with him now loves him so much, he still can't get rid of the hazy and familiar picture in his mind.

Standing up, Harry sat in front of the mirror, stretching out his hand to trace the outline of the person in the mirror, exquisite eyebrows, red lips, emerald eyes, did he look like this before?It's so strange and familiar.A black figure walked into the mirror, softly and irresistibly, "What are you thinking?" The magnetic voice and warm embrace made Harry temporarily forget the doubts in his mind.

Harry turned around and hugged the man, showing a bright smile, "VOLDY! I'm hungry."

"Okay, let's go down to eat." A gloomy look flashed in Voldemort's eyes, he combed Harry's hair, and led the boy downstairs.

Harry's favorite Chinese food was still on the table. Harry ate happily. Voldemort picked up a few green vegetables and put them in the bowl absently. He never took his eyes off the boy opposite.

Did he remember?

He didn't remember?

Voldemort kept asking himself, the days of falling in love with Harry were too sweet, such a beautiful smile, warm hug, and physical entanglement, absolutely must not be lost!At the thought of Harry leaving, his heart seemed to be torn apart forcefully, and a hole was ripped open in his body. He must not lose it!

"VOLDY!" Harry put down his chopsticks and looked at the man opposite him suspiciously, "Aren't you going to eat?"

The darkness in Voldemort's eyes faded quickly, and he raised his eyes slightly. His blood-colored eyes were as full of love and tenderness as ever, "I think at least for breakfast, let's eat Western food." Voldemort seemed a little helpless.

There was a hint of slyness in Harry's eyes, "Voldy doesn't like rice? We can try soy milk next time. The Chinese breakfast tastes good too."

Voldemort smiled slightly, stood up and rubbed Harry's hair, "Cunning little thing, you should drink milk and eat bread with me in the morning."

Harry snorted softly and slapped his big hand on his forehead.

"Can't we go out now?" Harry asked somewhat dissatisfied.

Voldemort chuckled, sat down next to Harry and held the boy in his arms. "I'm afraid you'll have to stay here for a while longer. It's still too dangerous for you outside."

"Why?" Harry sat in Voldemort's arms and poked the man's strong chest with his fingers. "I did a lot of bad things before, so why are there so many people chasing and killing me? As you said, I am only 13 years old Isn't it?"

Voldemort lightly pressed a kiss on the boy's forehead, "That's because you are so beautiful, Harry, those people want to take you away from me."

"Those people, you mean Sev and Lucius?" Harry frowned. "I think they treated me very well."

Voldemort's fingers hidden in his sleeves twitched violently, "No, Harry." He held the boy's face in both hands, and looked into those emerald green eyes seriously, "I am the one who really treats you well, Isn't it, you want to stay by my side, you love me, other people are not important to you, as long as you have me by your side, that's all."

"You will stay with me..." Harry stared at the blood-colored sea, and the strong emotions inside made people tremble unconsciously, "Do you just... love me that much?"

Voldemort's pupils shrank, and he pressed the boy's lips lightly, "No one can imagine how much I love you."

Kissing deeply, the man greedily absorbed Harry's sweetness, dragging the back of the boy's head so that he could not back down, and uncontrollable moans and groans came from the depths of Harry's throat.

"No... um..."

Voldemort's kiss moved down slowly, provoking the young man's passion and desire skillfully, rubbing the vitals of his lower body with his palm, Harry tensed his body, raised his elegant neck, but sent his sensitive Adam's apple into the In Voldemort's mouth.

Every time Harry falls in love, Harry always has the illusion of being swallowed up, staring closely at those scarlet eyes, the tenderness and pampering of the past are hidden in the deepest part, and there is only Hong Guoguo's possession in the whole eyes And love, lust.At some point, the two of them had already moved to the big bed upstairs, their intertwined bodies, hot skin, blood that was about to burn, at the moment they were pierced, Harry firmly grasped Voldemort's arm, about to The scream and moan that spewed out was swallowed by Voldemort and turned into a muffled groan.

Kissing deeply on the boy below him, Voldemort caressed Harry's sensitivity, waiting for the boy to adapt, his excessive restraint made his body tense like a rock, and then, like a violent storm, Li, He moved, and Harry seemed to be able to see a large area of ​​flames blooming in his line of sight, as if the man's eyes and body seemed to be melting, and the sound of panting, groans, and groans intertwined in the entire room.The sweat-soaked hair clung to the boy's face, and was gently caressed away by the man's gentle big hand, which was completely inconsistent with the violent movements of his lower body and body.

The pleasure and sensation of the body's continuous climbing seemed to swallow him whole, and the man's pleading ravings came from Harry's ear, "Don't leave, Harry."

"I love you……"

Such a deep and painful emotion, but Harry found himself unaware, even though he responded reflexively, "I love you too." Harry felt that his chest was still empty.

I seem to have lost something very important. At the moment before falling into darkness, Harry seemed to spit out a name, but with a violent gasp and body trembling, it finally returned to silence.

Waking up again, although his body was very sore, there was a sense of relief. Voldemort seemed to be very busy recently. Instead of sticking to him as usual, Harry was wrapped tightly around his body and walked to the window. A vine crawled along the base of the wall to the window sill, and Harry seemed to be able to see the exuberant vitality of every cell inside, burning, dividing, and growing.Stretch out your fingers and gently touch the tip of the plant. The sun is shining down on you. When you raise your head slightly, the whole world seems to be shrouded in orange light, which is hazy and warm, but it makes people feel nothing real.

It shouldn't be like this, said a small voice in Harry's mind.

It shouldn't be like this...

The door was gently pushed open. Harry thought it was Voldemort, but when he turned his head, he found a strange young man, a handsome young man from the West, with sharp edges and corners, brown hair and blue eyes, with a hint of flamboyance between his brows.

"Hi, first time meeting, I'm Ferre Eaton. It's been famous for a long time, Harry Potter, the savior boy."

Harry frowned slightly; he didn't like the tone of the man in front of him.

"I don't know you, please get out." Didn't VOLDY tell him that there were only a few house elves in the manor, and where did this one come from?

"Don't be so indifferent. Anyway, we are serving the same master, and my dear cousin died for you."

With a twitch in Harry's heart, he turned around and looked at him with some doubts, "Your cousin? Died for me?"

"Rick Eaton, brown hair and brown eyes?" Ferry shrugged, tilted his head to look at Harry, and sneered, "Don't tell me you've forgotten about this man."

rick.Eaton... Rick Eaton, with brown hair and brown eyes, a figure seemed to appear vaguely in Harry's mind, but then sank down quickly, no, that person didn't seem to have this name.

A throbbing pain in his temple made Harry frowned involuntarily, arched his body slightly, it hurt so much, every time he wanted to think of something, it felt like a sharp knife was stirring in his head.By the way, VOLEDY left him a few bottles of potion, Harry forced himself to walk to the bed, opened the drawer and flipped through it in a panic.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? What are you looking for?" Ferre asked, raising his head, showing no concern.

Harry ignored him, found the last remaining bottle of potion, poured it all into his mouth, and the throbbing pain in his head was much better.Ferre stepped forward and grabbed the medicine bottle in his hand, "Master NY's potion? The master really loves you enough."

Harry frowned, raised his eyes in disgust, and saw the mark printed on the bottom of the bottle at a glance, cursive English, NY, Master Nye.The name was so familiar, the throbbing pain in his head started again, and it was more intense than before. Harry frantically flipped through the drawers, but couldn't find anything useful.

"You look very sick." Ferre on the side leaned down gloatingly. The boy was completely paralyzed on the bed, his delicate face was bloodless, his forehead was slightly sweating, and his eyes, which were closed tightly because of enduring the pain The emerald green eyes suddenly opened, "Get away from me!!" The sudden burst of fierce momentum caused Ferre to take a few steps back and hit the wall behind him.

Harry pressed his forehead tightly, Rick Eaton, brown hair and brown eyes, NY… NY…, Noah! !