Yan Bai of HP

Only 500 meters away from the gate of the manor, Lucius was kneeling on the ground, holding the boy in his arms tightly. Harry's condition was very bad, and the people around could clearly feel the decay of Harry's magic power.

"Time is running out." Snape's eyes darkened, he stared at Voldemort opposite him coldly, turned his eyes to Noah and said, "Maybe we can directly capture Voldemort, and then extract his magic power and pass it to Harry." The man's black eyes exuded a deep light, "The defense of the manor is now the weakest, most of the Death Eaters are held back by mercenaries, and there are not many followers behind Voldemort now..."

"No," Noah interrupted Snape, "What we need is not only Voldemort's magic power, but also his magic core. It will take a long time to extract the magic core from a powerful wizard, Harry We need his magic core now."

Voldemort looked at the few people on the opposite side, and suddenly remembered the boy he had seen flying in the Quidditch field at the Hogwarts Observatory that day, with black fluttering hair, a delicate and indifferent face, and a pair of eyes that were more beautiful than any other in the world. The most precious stones are beautiful emerald eyes.Perhaps, Voldemort thought, perhaps, he returned to the wizarding world not to regain everything he had lost, but to meet the most important person in his life.

He didn't believe in Merlin's arrangement, nor did he believe in Dumbledore's so-called love, but, it was that young man, he couldn't bear to let him get hurt, and he couldn't bear to leave him.Not even Satan could take Harry from his arms!Even if he loses the magic core, he will find other ways to gain power, however, Harry has only one, the only one.He looked tenderly at the boy in his arms, and slowly smiled, "I can dedicate my magic core to Harry."

"No, master!"

"It can't be like this, Master!" The Death Eater behind him immediately stopped him.

"When is it your turn to question my decision?! Get out of here!" Voldemort said coldly, and the group of people behind him shuddered, bowed their heads and backed away quickly.To be honest, with Voldemort's strength, these few wounded Death Eaters are probably only qualified to be cannon fodder.

Voldemort turned around and repeated, "I can give my magic core to Harry, but I have one condition - give Harry to me, and then you leave here."

"Ridiculous, how do we know if you gave the magic core to Harry?" Snape said with a sneer, "You have to give the magic core now!" He stretched out his hand to stroke Harry's pale face worriedly, "NOW! "

"Harry's magic power can't last much longer," Noah walked up to Voldemort, looking into those bloody eyes seriously, "save him, or we'll just watch him die." Even if he could Apparating back to the Slytherin chamber to obtain information, there was no time to prepare potions or other remedies, so only Voldemort could save Harry, even if it was to alleviate the exhaustion of magic power.

Voldemort took a deep breath, looked past Noah and looked straight at the young man in Lucius' arms. His delicate face, his brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and his beautiful emerald green eyes flashed a little bit of struggle and confusion, and he was drenched in cold sweat. Wetting his temples, Lucius held his fingers tightly in his hands. At that moment, Voldemort moved forward slightly, wanting to take Lucius's place, brush away his pain, and put him hugged tightly.It was as if there was a boulder lying on his chest, making him unable to breathe heavily, and his heart was about to be crushed, "Give him to me!" blurted out a sentence, Voldemort stepped forward and walked towards Lucius, "I can save you Him, give him to me."

Lucius tightly held the boy's hand, Snape restrained his hand that wanted to raise his wand, and finally let that Voldemort take Harry over, and they and Noah surrounded Voldemort tightly, Lock his position and guard against his movements. The barrier around the manor is very strong. Even Voldemort himself cannot Apparate within this range, so the few people just need to keep an eye on his movements.

Noah was actually very nervous. After a series of statistical calculations about rationality and sensibility, he felt that the probability of Voldemort contributing to the magic core was at least 70.00%. , and no matter how obvious he is, he is the Dark Lord after all, once ruled by the most brutal and changeable darkness, so Noah is not sure whether this data is reliable or not.

Voldemort stretched out a hand and gently stroked the hair of the boy in his arms. His eyes were complicated. He didn't know if it was worth paying such a high price for someone who didn't love him. As the Dark Lord, he never did anything for him. What others have really paid for.However, he really didn't want to lose this boy, and that was a price he couldn't bear no matter what.

Sitting cross-legged, Voldemort touched Harry's forehead with one hand, and the magic power was slowly poured in. The sea of ​​consciousness that was almost dry finally eased. Harry quietly looked at the handsome face of the man above him, and frowned slightly. In addition to absorbing a small part of the magic power from nature, the rest is produced by the magic core. Therefore, if the magic core is lost, Voldemort has basically lost the qualification to dominate the magic world... Perhaps, he also lost the ability to be a powerful wizard qualifications.

A wizard who is only slightly better than a squib, such an identity should be absolutely unacceptable to Voldemort, why would he save him? Will Voldemort really have love?Just when Harry was suspicious, Voldemort leaned down, kissed the boy's slightly pale lips lightly, licked his chapped lips, and then kissed him deeply, rough but with a touch of tenderness Sweeping all the sweetness in Harry's mouth, he clasped the back of Harry's head tightly, although the boy had no strength left to struggle out of his embrace.Snape and Lucius had flaming eyes and clasped hands, but they couldn't stop Voldemort's actions. Only that man could save Harry.

In the fierce kiss, when Harry felt that he was about to melt, an energy body containing powerful magic power and a bitter taste was pushed into his mouth by Voldemort, and slid down his throat into his body.Then, it exploded with a bang, and Harry let out a muffled snort. The capillaries all over his body were stretched by the sudden filling of magic power, and thin and dense threads of blood leaked out quietly, and the boy turned into a blood man in an instant.Everyone was startled, Lucius and Snape panicked and threw themselves at the boy half lying in Voldemort's arms, "Harry, how are you doing?"

"What happened?" Snape checked Harry's body in panic, then turned his head and glared at Voldemort next to him, "Bastard, what did you do?"

Voldemort, who had just lost his magic core, heard Snape's questioning, his eyes flashed with anger and murderous intent, his connivance only existed for Harry, when did the Dark Lord care about other people, if it wasn't because of Harry, he would have Throw anyone who dares to offend him like this to hell.

He hissed coldly, "Don't be too arrogant, my potion master, even if I have lost my magic core, I can easily send you to see Merlin with my current magic power."

Noah squatted down, checked Harry's expression carefully, "Don't worry, it will be fine in a while." Noah raised his head and looked at Voldemort beside him, pursing his lips slightly, "Hold Harry, let's go back to Huo Gwartz!"

"You want the Dark Lord to come back to Hogwarts with us?!" Lucius raised his eyebrows, "Are you crazy?"

"Although Harry regained his life, the situation is not so ideal. Hogwarts has what I need. As for Voldemort, a Dark Lord who lost his magic core, you think Harry will throw him here Don't you care?"

Voldemort wiped the blood from Harry's face, "My manor should be able to satisfy you whatever you need." Being the Dark Lord's collection is not to be underestimated.

"No." Noah shook his head, "The things I need can only be found in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets." He looked at Voldemort seriously, "Tell your people to stop and follow me to Hogwarts, the magic core in Harry's body It’s yours, and he still needs your help in his treatment.”

"Okay." Voldemort took out his wand, sent a signal to the sky, told everyone to cease fighting, then picked up Harry, and walked directly to the gate of the manor. Lucius and Snape looked at each other and quickly followed, trapping Voldemort in the In the middle, wary of his movements, looked at Harry in his arms with tenderness and concern.A hint of inexplicable meaning flashed in Noah's eyes, and he ordered the others to evacuate, and Voldemort and the others left the range of the enchantment, and Apparated back to Hogwarts.

The Death Eaters who stayed in the manor watched the mercenaries leaving with arrogant whistles, with resentful eyes, but they did not dare to disobey Voldemort's order, and they had suffered heavy casualties and had no strength to chase them any further.Ever since Voldemort came back, they have become even more confused about what the Dark Lord is thinking. Forget it, anyway, whatever Voldemort says, they just need to be obedient. Disobeying Voldemort's orders will lead to a miserable death of.

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Hogwarts

Slytherin Chamber of Secrets

Voldemort carefully carried Harry into the room, looked at the messy blood on the boy's body, and frowned slightly, "Where is the bathroom?"

Then Snape who came in gave him a cold look, and stretched out his hand to take Harry over, "I don't need to trouble you." Are you sure you will bathe others instead of drowning them in the bathtub? ?

Voldemort also knew he couldn't do this kind of job, so he handed Harry carefully into Snape's hands.Sleepy Harry smelled the familiar scent of the medicine in the haze, his brows parted, and he rubbed the cloth on Snape's body.The corners of Snape's tightly pursed lips curled up, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes. He waved his wand to set the hot water, took off Harry's dirty robes and his own clothes, and immersed the boy in the hot water. Wash the blood off his body.

In the room, Lucius sat tensely on the sofa, holding a teacup in one hand, but did not move for a long time. He nervously looked at the red-eyed man sitting on the bed. Voldemort was stroking the remaining magic power on his body .Losing the magic core, although you can still absorb a certain amount of magic power from nature, but that is really too little, a drop in the bucket, suddenly losing most of the energy made Voldemort very uncomfortable, but recalling that Harry was lying quietly in his arms just now It made him feel that Harry's life was more important than those energies.What's more, because he thinks that he is too obsessed with power, he has many ways to obtain powerful magic power, although losing the magic core will make this more complicated and difficult.But... Harry and the others don't know, do they?It's not his style to pay so much without asking for the price. Although cruel tricks are the one he despises the most, but looking at the performance of these people, at least he is now by Harry's side, isn't he?I really didn't expect that Voldemort would think of such a stupid way to impress that boy one day.

So many times of hard work let him understand how hard Harry's heart is. Although he got along with Harry during the time he drank the memory potion, there should still be a trace of his existence in Harry's heart, but Harry always It would be very sensible to kill these feelings, and hold the wand firmly, and cast the killing curse at him, without any regret in the eyes.And now, Harry has at least his magic core in his body, and with Harry's personality, he dislikes debts of favor the least, so it is absolutely impossible to make a promise with his body, but at least it can reduce the relationship between them. hate.One magic core, the two lives of Harry's parents, it seems that he took advantage of it, but he is Voldemort, his magic core is actually comparable to others, not to mention the two lives of James and Lily. Dumbledore still has his share of life.