[HP] Dark Godfather

The second time he walked into the cave where the tree of the dead and the devil's vine were planted, Voldemort found that the inside had changed beyond recognition: the tree of the dead had grown twice as much as the last time he saw it, but compared with the size of the cave, it was still small. As before, Voldemort knew that it was the effect of the tree of the dead; the devil vines covered the entire cave, and the thick vines shot out from time to time, merging into unknown black holes, which was their automatic capture and growth across space. Soul nourishment needed.

"Tsk tsk, Blake, that's great. You've harvested so many souls in just three years..." Voldemort walked around the tree of the dead, looking at the densely packed flowers and branches on the devil's vine, he couldn't help but tsk-tsk admiration.

Blake leaned on a vine absently, and said angrily, "If so many souls can be exchanged for my contract, it's okay to give them all to you!"

"Hehe, don't worry, how can they compare with you," Voldemort shook his head, "Besides, I'm not a demon, I'm not interested in souls, you know, Blake, I have higher pursuits!"

Black turned his head away irritatedly, "Okay, just tell me what plan you have, but I want to remind you that you have to pay for everything you ask me to do. The most basic law of the devil's contract— —Exchange, not transgression.”

Voldemort took a deep look at Black, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Then what price will I have to pay to spend the night with you?"

Blake's face darkened instantly, "Go to hell!"

"Hehe, all human beings are dead, and Voldemort is still in trouble for thousands of years, Black, how can I be willing to abandon you?" Voldemort patted Black's shoulder with a smile, and whispered in his ear intentionally.

Blake took a step back in disgust, "Do you think you are sure of winning? Kid, don't get carried away again!"

Voldemort shook his head, "I'm not proud, but happy, Blake, I've never been so happy today..." He said with some emotion, "After so long, I finally feel sincerely relieved, that fate It sucks not being in your own hands."

Black glanced at him mockingly, "So now, your destiny is in your own hands?"

"No," Voldemort raised his eyes and glanced at Black, "but it's very close. As long as you hand over the Horcruxes you collected and the body made by the main soul, and help me complete the original agreement, I can become a complete and powerful person." Voldemort, so, Black, if I asked you to honor that agreement now, what would you do?"

"Of course I am obliged..." Black quickly replied, and at the same time said with a gloomy face, "However, Harry Potter has a piece of your soul in him, how do you get it? He is different from Nagini. Nagini is a snake tribe. Under your control, the soul piece is easy to extract, but Harry is a human being, and the piece of his body has no master consciousness, as long as Harry is not willing, you will not be able to obtain the last piece smoothly."

"Two can only live one, didn't you say it a long time ago? At the end, I will let him fall with dignity." Voldemort waved his hand indifferently, "Besides, even if the last piece is incomplete, six I'm still strong, Black, I won't be so extreme anymore, Voldemort won't fall twice in the same place."

Black's face paled, and he nodded admiringly, "If you were not so eager to eliminate all threats back then, you would not have been defeated by a baby. Now that you know how to choose, you really have made progress."

Voldemort's face was slightly angry, he took a deep breath, then pointed at Black with a smile, "Sly guy, you know I hate mentioning this, and you don't miss any chance to provoke me, what are you planning, Black, You're never indiscriminate, and you want me to let Harry Potter go, don't you? I know you made him first heir in your will."

Black growled a little angrily, "You wordy guy, let me remind you kindly, it's fine if you don't appreciate it, anyway, it's not me who is so stupid that I sliced ​​myself up, and I'm the one who wants to stick myself back now It’s not me, if you want to fuse the rest of the soul pieces, act quickly, I’m very busy, you think that after the Lord of Darkness lends you my contract, everything will be fine, you can’t even be considered a complete person now, I am It took eight lifetimes of misfortune to capsize in the gutter, and now, while fulfilling the order of the Dark Supreme, I also have to be a nanny for you, a brat who is so ambitious..."

Black's spitting successfully made the young Voldemort fly into a rage, "Shut up, Black, you will know how stupid it is to laugh at me, Cruciatus!"

A red light hit Black, and the dark godfather groaned in pain, curled up and fell to the ground.

"Yes, I am not complete now, but I have mastered your contract, and I can break the protection of the demonic power. You are just an ordinary wizard in front of me, Blake, you can't use the demonic power to deal with me now Already." Voldemort walked up to Black who was moaning in pain, looked down at him, and said coldly.

"..." Black looked up at Voldemort angrily, and his embarrassed appearance made Voldemort feel a sense of revenge.

"Cruciatus!" Voldemort cursed Black again, and then watched Black convulse again leisurely.

"I will not let go of Harry Potter, Blake, I will not let go of your godson, I will make the boy fight me, and you will see Harry's beautiful green eyes close in front of you ..." Voldemort squatted down, stroked Black's hair gently, and said softly, "Voldemort will do what he says."

Black gasped heavily, and looked at Voldemort with a gloomy face, "You will regret treating old Black like this, brat, you will regret it."

"Crucio!" Voldemort smiled cruelly, he gently raised Black's chin, and looked at his handsome face distorted by pain, "I find that no matter what you look like at any time, you fascinate me, Black, For the sake of our more intimate future, please tell me below, where did you hide my new body? And those Horcruxes? I believe you won't hide it, right? You can't bear the responsibility for breaking the contract!"

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Harry Potter felt that he couldn't concentrate at all. He never thought that Draco's departure would make him so disturbed.

Harry wasn't completely unaware of his abnormalities in recent days. According to Ron, he had been swimming late at night for at least two weeks, and even stayed out at night, but Harry found that he had no memory of it.

Harry also felt something was wrong with his body. Although he was reluctant to think about it, thanks to the adolescent books Black gave him, Harry could easily guess some truths.

"I won't forget what happened, I just can't remember it." Harry sighed and leaned against the window, tugging at his glasses, and Draco's sudden departure only made Harry more sure of his guess .

Harry knew that the Malfoy family was a staunch supporter of pure blood, and Sirius' earnest expectation and earnest teaching also made Harry fully understand how much these pure blood families value inheritance and how much they hate anything that destroys the continuation of the family. factor.

"Draco and I actually...Merlin, why did this happen..." Harry pressed his head against the window glass, and the cold texture could cool his flushed face slightly.

When he confirmed his guess, Harry didn't feel ashamed and angry, and didn't hate Drake. What puzzled him was that he began to recall the first time he met Drake, the first time he met Drake. Talking, the first quarrel, and those traps and pranks set by each other... Just such non-stop memories, occasional giggles, Harry passed for several days without knowing it, until this kind of memory gradually faded away. He had to make himself sad, because the person in his memory was no longer at Hogwarts.

Harry Potter finally understood that he was in a trap. No matter how nonsense Rita Skeeter was talking about, Harry was sure that he fell in love with Draco. Maybe it was an accident, maybe there was some force manipulating his will, All Harry knew was that right now, he missed Draco very, very much.

Ron and Hermione were very worried about Harry's current situation. Compared with Harry's panic when Sirius was unconscious, Harry seemed to have lost his anger now.

"I'd rather he make a fuss than look like a living dead now..." Ron muttered and complained, "Did Sirius not write back to him again?"

"No, I think Harry's change may be related to Malfoy's transfer..." Hermione sighed, and I have to say that girls' intuition is really accurate sometimes.

"Tch, women just believe in gossip, and the reporter Skeeter's words can't be trusted!" Ron shook his head, "The Malfoy family loves saving face the most, and they actually sent their son to Beauxbatons to avoid public opinion, tsk tsk, there are so many beautiful women France!"

Hermione looked at Ron, who was so intoxicated, with black lines, and was about to say something.

"Little brother Ronald, do you think that if we tell mom that you have a boyfriend, will you be transferred to Beauxbatons too, where ~beautiful~female~like~cloud~!" The twins spoof group appeared , scared Ron to run away with his head in his arms.

Scaring Ron away, Hermione also went to do her homework boringly. The twins turned their eyes, and their evil eyes turned to Harry again. Te turned his head with a smirk on his face——

"George, Fred, do you think Professor McGonagall will tell Molly if I call 'indecent' now?"

The twins were stunned, but only for a second, and the two immediately screamed——

"Wow, the little devil Harry was born, my lord, please spare me!"

Harry watched the two human-shaped Bludgers bouncing away, and couldn't help showing his first genuinely relaxed smile in a long time. He secretly squeezed the letter paper in his hand—

"I won't let this end in an unclear way, Draco, our business is endless, we will definitely meet again, this is what I, Harry Potter, said, and the Potter family will do what they say."

Harry Potter firmly crushed the glasses in his hand. From tomorrow, he will learn from Hermione how to make myopia potion. "Do it when you think of it. Waiting will only miss the opportunity. To unravel it, no big deal, Gryffindors are never afraid of a challenge, no matter what it is."