HP Dark Hero

?In a certain room above the Leaky Cauldron, Harry Potter and Blaise Zabini, who had been restored to their original appearance, looked at each other with scrutiny eyes.

Whether it is to exchange information or otherwise, Knockturn Alley is not a good choice. Harry opened a room under a false name above the Leaky Cauldron as originally planned, and brought Blaise along with him using the Invisibility Cloak.

After the two entered the room, they cast various detection spells, anti-eavesdropping spells, etc. in a tacit understanding, and immediately found a place to settle themselves.If there are other people present, you can easily find that even if one person is sitting upright on the sofa and the other is lazily leaning on the bed, the postures are different, but the feeling is extremely similar.

"Your aristocratic etiquette...not bad. Well worth the time I've wasted." Blaise looked appreciatively.

"I have to say, thank you." Harry raised his eyebrows, sat on the sofa, and gave Blaise an aristocratic nod.

In Harry's previous experience, after his identity as a Death Eater was exposed, Blaise Zabini was one of the people who chose to firmly support him, even secretly, without knowing his identity as an undercover agent.

According to Harry's recollection, he had no other contact with Zabini at all before, and if he had to say, the situation they had the most contact with was when the young Harry Potter faced Draco Malfoy, and Blaise Zabini, as Slytherin's side, stayed in Draco's Behind... Follower?Waving the flag?

Even the two big thugs Draco Malfoy impressed Harry more than Zabini.

In the fourth and fifth grades, when his identity as a Death Eater was exposed, and he became a colleague of the big Malfoy, and had no contact with the little Malfoy or even other students, Zabini suddenly contacted him privately, and told him for unknown reasons that he wanted to 'borrow' Harry's rare All the free time during school, thoroughly instructing him on the relationship, customs and etiquette of some aristocratic circles in the magic world.

Even though Harry still doesn't know what's wrong with Blaise at that time, it is indeed knowledge that Harry needs very much - after all, although the Death Eaters internally believe that his identity is that Voldemort cast the Imperius Curse on him, he can't be right' Colleagues' identities, and even what colleagues are talking about and doing are completely ignorant, otherwise how can they be undercover.

Regardless, Blaise Zabini has really helped a lot with his guidance.But when the war broke out, he learned that the Zabini family chose to be neutral, and guessed that even if there was Mrs. Zabini, a long-sleeved, dancing, and exquisite woman, the news would be delayed or even distorted. That's why he had so many ways to contact Blaise privately. signal.After all, whose message will be more frontline than his?In return, he did what he could to help the other party and their family, and Blaise also offered to help in private.

But as the war reached its most critical moment, the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters continued to engage in large and small battles. As a Phoenix, Harry must often lead the Death Eaters to participate in high-intensity conflicts. Voldemort also 'strengthened' the control spells and The strength of black magic.

For some reason, Harry, who was able to resist being truly controlled, had to figure out what Voldemort wanted by himself, and then behave accordingly; at the same time, he had to send a message to the Order of the Phoenix.Without the energy and opportunity to reconcile with Blaise, and in order to avoid involving the neutral Zabini family, he only told Blaise to stay away from the UK in the last contact, and then the two broke off contact completely...

'Unexpectedly, we will meet again here. ' Harry sighed, stroking the knuckles of his left thumb, recalling the period before the war.Although it was only a few months ago, compared to the peace at this time, everything suddenly seemed like a dream.

"I didn't think... the little savior is you." Blaise's violet eyes casually glanced at Harry, and as soon as he saw his expressionless face and calm eyes, he knew that the other party was lost in his own thoughts again, and he started the conversation first.

Harry Potter had too much information that he couldn't share with anyone, and he wasn't good at it himself - he didn't have the ability to tell the truth and the lies without leaving any loopholes like Big Malfoy, so he simply kept his mouth shut.

"I've been here for a while," Harry said flatly, "I also didn't realize it was you."

"It's natural, after all, I've been hiding behind Malfoy, although I haven't changed my behavior in particular," Blaise pointed out Malfoy, who didn't literally hide behind Draco, but was always using the light of the Malfoy family as a cover, "You are also 'hidden' by your companions."

"What? No, I'm not playing the little savior here." Harry replied confused.

The two looked at each other, figured out the crux of the problem in the communication of the eyes, and couldn't help but support their foreheads.They are too familiar with each other, 'didn't notice anything wrong with each other' is a problem in itself, just like Harry even has a subconscious attitude towards 15-year-old Ron and Hermione, let alone 15-year-old Zabini, Or the 15-year-old Bright Side savior Potter?

Appearance can be changed through potions and spells, but the subtle parts of life experience, words, deeds and attitudes are the most difficult to change.They don't think the other party is strange at all, it is rooted in their familiarity with the other party, and then they observe and observe, but they don't find that the other party is not the "person".

"...cough. By the way, are you drinking age-shrinking potions?" Harry skipped the previous question, looking at Blaise who was obviously different from the 'Zabini' he saw at school a few days ago, who obviously grew taller after the age of 15 Quite a few, tall and strong, even though he was young, he was still an adult wizard.

"Yes, about 5-year-old age-reducing agent, with a little spell." Blaise sighed exaggeratedly, and simply lay down on the bed without paying attention, "Always pay attention to the aging of the potion, and the prying eyes of other students, That's enough for a week."

Harry arched his fingertips against his jaw, crossed his legs, and looked at Blaise silently.

Blaise shot Harry a look, and finally swallowed the words 'you don't seem to need to drink the age-reducing potion'.

Harry had actually grown up a lot, even though at first glance one might recognize him as a young Potter, but after that he could be recognized as a young man.It's just that it may be affected by his own atmosphere. When Harry completely restrained himself and entered the vacation mode, a small charm can solve some differences in body shape--I believe that after 'a fulfilling and exercising summer vacation', even the spell of charm can solve the problem. It is no longer necessary.

"How did you... come here? I thought you were far away from the British wizarding world." Harry asked, if the other party could provide some information, it would be helpful for him to 'go back'.

"No, I didn't leave England. In fact, I saw you being pushed into the curtain by the Dark Lord's spell." Blaise snatched up the pillow and lay comfortably on the bed, ignoring Harry's surprised expression, "I knew it was possible that day." It will be the last battle, and only one side will survive... and I know you will definitely be there. I arranged for my mother and some neutral families, and then rushed to the Department of Mysterious and Magical Affairs."

"I didn't realize you were there." Harry didn't ask Blaise's motive further. He gave the other party a chance to get out of the war, but how to choose was the other party's business, and he wasn't free enough to worry about it at the time.

"That's only thanks to the 'uniform' of the Death Eaters that can effectively conceal your identity. I... don't know which side you are, but it's easier for me to obtain items and information from the Death Eaters' side than pretending to be the Order of the Phoenix ’” Blaise shrugged.

Harry's dragon leather boots tapped lightly, making small regular sounds, as if thinking of something annoying. "So, you... came through the Veil as well? Where's Zabini here?" he asked, murmuring, 'Shouldn't be thinking about that, but... well, I do want to know... Where's Severus?Is he coming too?Or, is he dead? '

Severus Snape's undercover identity was a secret, and according to the relationship shown on weekdays, it was absolutely impossible for Harry to care about Snape, so he could only give up asking Blaise at this moment.

"I have no idea."

Hearing Blaise's answer, Harry was taken aback for a moment, and turned to look at the young man on the bed. Blaise was holding the pillow tightly with one hand, while the other hand was covering his eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.

It's just that the pain and confusion in the tone are clearly conveyed.

"You don't know?" Harry raised his eyebrows, his tone was soft, he was thoughtful when Blaise hid his face and couldn't see his expression.

"Yes. I heard that the little savior here disappeared with Dumbledore's acquiescence for a while to recover from a 'broken heart', but I believe the previous rumors more: he himself entered the Veil to find Black. Knowing that you are 'you' Afterwards, I was sure that was the truth." Blaise said his observations slowly, "But I...my memory only goes to the Department of Mysteries, and I saw you from afar being shot down by your Lord, and the Dark Lord completely The pulverization disappeared, and I rushed towards you... In the blink of an eye, I was in Slytherin's dormitory. Others were asleep, but they all looked young, and I couldn't find me here. And the missing part in the middle, No matter how I recall it, I don’t have the slightest impression.”

"...Okay." Harry moved slowly to the edge of the bed and patted Blaise lightly. "Let me think about it."

"…Thanks. Blaise Zabini here can't just disappear." Blaise murmured, with an indecipherable emotion.

'Yes, let me think about it,' Harry had an unreal headache, 'let me think about what he's hiding and why he's hiding it...bad lies, if even I can hear them easily? '

If Blaise found himself suddenly in the dormitory, surrounded by a group of young wizards, and the little Zabini who was supposed to be in the bed also disappeared, wouldn't he speculate that maybe the little Zabini here went on a night tour?Leaving school for some reason?How can he be sure that the history here is the same as he knows, so he hastily replaced little Zabini? Harry didn't recall 'Zabini' being absent from classes or meals during this time.In case Zabini here suddenly appeared, he would be completely speechless.

And Blaise was by no means such a reckless person, as far as Harry knew him, the only time he acted without IQ was probably when he didn't know which side he belonged to and came to teach him to be a nobleman.Of course, if it was true as he said, he rushed to the Department of Mysteries to help, then it could definitely be listed as the second time.

Besides, is Blaise the one who doesn't hide his emotions?When he said this, he was full of pain and confusion. Harry, who had personally experienced Blaise's aristocratic education, clearly understood that the mistake of being 'out of control' would never happen to Blaise.At least not at this time, and not for that reason.

'If it wasn't for Snape, how could I have doubts about Blaise's attitude, or even think about it. ' Harry thought angrily, 'It's a lesson for me at this point, isn't it, Severus? '

These lies are so simple that even he can easily find contradictions, which is a shame to IQ.

However, he didn't think Blaise would think such an argument would win him over.

Harry stretched his legs, lying on the head of the bed with ease, looking at Blaise beside him, he didn't seem to be affected by the 'sorrow' just now, he was half-asleep and half-awake, occupying most of the bed, with no intention of moving at all .

'It's more like hiding important information than deceiving, or...leading. '

Was there something that Blaise couldn't tell himself, but wanted him to find out?