[HP] Dark Godfather

"Should I congratulate you? My potion master, it seems that there is no potion in this world that you can't make! There is no one who can escape your potion!" Voldemort chuckled lightly, playfully playing with the delicate potion in his hand wine glass.

Snape lowered his head slightly. He noticed that today Voldemort's hands were wearing thin dragonskin gloves. For some reason, the image of Dumbledore wearing gloves after being cursed appeared in Snape's mind.

Snape still had an inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations. Although Voldemort's tone was teasing, his mood was not superficially relaxed, and he seemed to be trying to suppress something.

"Master, Blake is mad now, and he wants to persuade the Hogwarts board to fire me..." Snape watched Voldemort's reaction carefully.

"Hmph, didn't he fail? Those guys on the board of directors are not stupid. If you really follow his wishes and fire you, I'm afraid everyone will think that they accepted Black's bribe." Voldemort said coldly, he Turning his head, he looked at Snape with a complicated expression, that gaze made Snape very uncomfortable.

This awkward silence lasted about 10 minutes. Just when Snape wondered if the Dark Lord was about to cast the Unforgivable Curse on himself, he finally heard Voldemort say faintly, "You can go!"

After Snape, who was full of doubts, left, Voldemort drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp. He walked slowly to the window, squinting at the clear sky...

After a while, Voldemort lowered his head and took off the glove on his left hand. The skin on the white palm was tight, and there were faint cracks, and silver-gray light flickered occasionally in the cracks.Voldemort knew that it was a sign that the magic power of the soul was expanding to the limit, and it was also a warning that the body was about to reach its limit.The rules of this world are taking effect. His soul power tends to be that of a god, and the time to stay in this world has entered a countdown. Now, he has only one last thing to do.

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The next day, the "Daily Prophet" published a shocking letter of challenge, which was given to Harry Potter by Voldemort. In this letter of challenge written by Voldemort himself, Voldemort claimed that his disappearance 16 years ago was caused by the Phoenix. They set up a powerful black magic rebound alchemy formation at the Potters' house, and used a prophecy to lure themselves into being fooled, which caused him to be injured and had to hide from the world. Now, he wants to redeem his honor, so he asked Harry Potter He proposed a duel, a one-on-one duel. Voldemort said that he had made a solemn oath that no matter what the result of this duel was, he would give up the bloody methods in the past and retire to the Voldmont Manor for retirement... Of course, if Harry If Potter doesn't accept his challenge, he will regret that the Order of the Phoenix is ​​unwilling to reconcile with him, so a war is inevitable.

This challenge letter made people in the wizarding world fall into an awkward choice. Voldemort is well known today, and Harry Potter is obviously still a child. The result of this duel is self-evident.

However, if Harry Potter can be sacrificed for peace, and one person's war is used to replace the majority's war, people's views of right and wrong will show a strange change. Everyone will involuntarily hope that person will die, and feel Of course.

Currently, Harry Potter is facing this situation.

Voldemort made a heavy oath, and it has been verified that the oath is true. For a while, public opinion kept silent about Voldemort's bloody and powerful past, as if he was afraid that if he talked about these things, the devil would change his mind, or be frightened. The savior boy did not dare to accept the challenge; on the other hand, they began to publicize the bravery and strength of Gryffindor, the nobility and bravery of the Potter family, and the smartness and studiousness of the savior boy... The direction of public opinion is surprisingly consistent, and the world His purpose was clearly revealed - go and fight him, Harry, for world peace.

A letter of challenge and an oath easily revealed the selfishness and cruelty of the world to 16-year-old Harry Potter.

Hogwarts could still hear dissenting voices, and the professors all expressed doubts about this, but what they doubted was whether Voldemort would keep his promise. What if this was Voldemort's plan to divorce?

The children reacted differently. The children who are about to graduate in the upper grades expect themselves to be the protagonists of the duel, even if they sacrifice their lives, they can at least be famous in history; the children in the lower grades hope that their idol Harry Potter will defeat Voldemort, and they are full of ignorance and fearlessness Confidence; Hermione thought Harry didn't have to die for what other people thought, and Ron thought Voldemort couldn't be trusted.

Surrounded by so many people, Harry Potter remained silent. He was waiting for a letter, and at the same time, he was waiting for an answer in his heart.

At noon, the familiar vulture owl flew into Hogwarts in an unassuming way under the attention of everyone, and landed on Harry Potter's shoulder with its head held high. He unwrapped a black envelope under his feet and slowly unfolded it.

The boy's eyes were hidden under the long bangs, making it impossible to see the expression. After 5 minutes, Harry Potter raised his head and looked around blankly. People around him turned their eyes away or pretended to look down. What.

"What's the matter? Harry, what did Sirius say?" Hermione and Ron asked impatiently, they understood that now Harry only listened to Sirius.

Harry Potter didn't say anything, but his gaze made the two close friends very worried. Harry Potter stood up, walked slowly to the professor's seat, looked at Principal Dumbledore who was sitting silently in the middle seat, The old headmaster seldom smiled this term, and most of the time he looked drowsy, but this time, when Harry Potter walked in front of him, Dumbledore opened his eyes. eyes, looking at the boy calmly.

"I want to fight him, Principal Dumbledore, for the greater good!" Harry Potter said softly, he bowed to the old principal, then turned around and left without looking sideways. In the hall, regardless of his own words, a noisy discussion was set off in the hall.

Harry Potter didn't take the black letter paper away, Hermione grabbed the letter paper, Ron and other Gryffindors leaned over to look at it.

The letter paper was blank.

"What does that mean?" Ron scratched his head strangely.

"Sirius didn't say anything?" Neville looked at Hermione puzzled.

Hermione looked sad, she opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but she didn't answer in the end.

Hermione didn't say it, but she understood that, in fact, she also had a hunch that if Sirius opposed Harry's duel, he would try his best to come to Hogwarts in person, or there would be a disturbance outside, but he didn't, Harry's dark godfather sent a blank letter to his godson this time, which has actually expressed his attitude—if he doesn't object, he agrees.

Hermione was a little angry, others could abandon Harry, how could Sirius, how could he abandon Harry Potter who adored and loved him so much.

Hermione could imagine how sad Harry was, but she didn't know how to comfort her friend.

The children didn't notice at the moment, Severus Snape's pale face and angry expression on the professor's chair.

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The duel was to take place at Godrigal's Hollow, the original home of Harry Potter.

On the second day after the boy agreed to the duel, the Ministry of Magic in charge of the duel, the Wizarding Union, and many observers arranged everything very quickly and skillfully, as if the boy would change his mind after a while.

There were also some Aurors arranged by the Ministry of Magic to guard Black's mail-order company and near the fireplace, fearing that Sirius would be a hindrance, obviously their work was wasted.

Harry Potter had a good night's sleep in the dormitory. He was dressed neatly. Before going out, he thought about it and took out a pair of round glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose.

The Gryffindors in the waiting room seemed to be watching off the warriors who went to the battlefield to die. The professors looked at the boy with serious expressions. Professor McGonagall couldn't help but wiped the corners of his eyes when Harry turned his back and left.

There was no Professor Snape among those who saw him off, but Harry Potter couldn't help being moved when he thought of this professor. He never knew that Snape cared so much about him. Harry was almost knocked out by Snape last night. Stunned faintly, he even found Polyjuice Potion in Snape's robes, unconscious.

It's a pity that Professor Snape's action failed, and Harry Potter, who had the Marauder's glasses, took precautions earlier than him, so he used the Disarming Charm and the same fainted potion master to bring down the potion master.

Harry missed Drake very much, and he was very disappointed that he could not see Drake for the last time, but when he walked into the headmaster's room and was about to step into the fireplace, he was pushed down hard by a platinum kid who rushed out of the fireplace first on the ground.

"How could you? You're crazy, he's Voldemort, do you know how strong he is? You're going to die like this!" Drake grabbed Harry's collar excitedly, shaking him hard, trying to shake him Awake.

Drake's actions were quickly stopped by Lucius and others who appeared behind the fireplace. Harry stood up with his head down, and then looked up at Drake with a cheerful smile, "It's okay, Drake, I'm Ha Harry, Harry Potter, I was able to defeat Voldemort in the past, and I can do it now!"

The little platinum nobleman wanted to rush over again, but he was immobilized by his father's confinement spell. He could only watch Harry walk into the fireplace in grief and disappeared from his sight.

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Godrigo Valley has a pleasant scenery. It was the first time for Harry Potter to come to his hometown. He looked at the beautiful scenery of the valley intoxicated, and thought that it would be nice to rest here.

All the spectators backed away at Voldemort's request, because the Dark Lord had something to say to the Savior alone, and Sirius Black was not in the crowd, which made Harry Potter's last hope.

Then, Harry Potter saw that man, he was no longer the ugly snake face, nor the domineering look when he was just resurrected, now in front of the boy was a noble and handsome young man.

Voldemort looked at the thin boy in front of him. This was the godson of Sirius Black, and this was the boy Black had chosen. For this boy, Black would put himself to death, and tried every means to arrange their duel.

"Harry Potter" Voldemort called the boy's name calmly.

"Voldemort" Harry Potter looked into the eyes of the Dark Lord without showing any weakness, even if he must die, he must die with dignity.

"Do you think that even if you die, you have to die with dignity?" Voldemort looked at the boy's expression of resignation to death with a smile on his face.

Harry froze for a moment, wondering what Voldemort meant.

Voldemort chuckled, "Why, didn't he tell you?"

Harry didn't understand who Voldemort was talking about, so he could only look at the Dark Lord suspiciously.

Voldemort looked at the boy's expression carefully, and sighed, "It seems like another immature child who has been coaxed around..."

Harry suddenly felt his heart beating wildly. He had an amazing guess, but he couldn't be sure.

Voldemort seemed to see that the boy had come to his senses, and showed a meaningful smile. He slowly took out his wand, stroked the body of the wand lightly, "Old man, we are about to part, and I can't take you where I'm going." ..."

Harry felt more and more that it was possible. He opened his eyes and watched Voldemort pointing his wand at himself. He heard Voldemort's cold voice saying, "The man said that we can only live as one. I thought it was me, but he chose You... get out your wand, boy, and let's finish the play."

Harry didn't know how he did it, and everything that followed seemed out of his control. He dully took out his wand, faced Voldemort, saluted awkwardly like he learned in the second-year dueling club, and then exchanged words. Casting a spell, Harry didn't even know which spell he was chanting, he just remembered that after Voldemort's wand on the opposite side emitted a green light, he was in the center of a powerful vortex, and when the weird vortex disappeared, the opposite side All that was left on the ground were Voldemort's wand, and what seemed to be fragments of cloth.

This duel ended with Voldemort's ashes and smoke, and Harry Potter saved the world again and became the unyielding savior.

However, after the duel, what the Boy Who Lived wanted to do most was to go back to 12 Grimmauld Place and ask Sirius Godfather if he was the man Voldemort was talking about...

However, No. 12 Grimmauld Place was empty, all the portraits disappeared, and even Klicher was nowhere to be found, as if the old house had been closed again.

Since then, the lightning scar on Harry Potter's head has never hurt again, and he has never seen his godfather again.