HP Dark Hero

?I don't understand why I suddenly saw Sirius who fell into the curtain, and I don't know why his godfather has a confused and hesitant expression. Harry only knows that no matter who saved Sirius, he is sincerely grateful, almost for this miracle Weeping happens.

It was the last family he had on earth -- and he nearly killed him himself.

If Sirius Black really just...disappeared, and his life and death are unknown, then he, HarryJames Potter, would be a well-deserved murderer...

He ignored everyone's efforts and warnings, allowed Voldemort's consciousness to instill illusions, and impulsively threw himself into the trap.

He has never felt so weak and powerless at any moment, he just cowardly resents in the circle of protection.

After confirming Sirius's safety several times, he relaxed and chatted with the godfather who seemed to be in good condition,

Harry was hardly sure if this was another hallucination, a near-death dream, or real.But it wouldn't be so bad... if Sirius was alive and well.

He felt comfortable. He had never felt so relaxed and at ease.

Unconsciously, Harry leaned against Sirius and fell into a deep sleep.

He had a dream.

Harry found that the surroundings had turned into a place he was somewhat familiar with.All kinds of magical plants surround the dark and low forest. Looking out from the gaps between the branches and leaves, all you can see is darkness.It may be night.Some strange calls could be heard from an unknown direction.

He looked down, and saw that the robe on his body was torn by branches, covered with mud, and even bloodstained and strangely colored liquid with a foul smell. He held his wand tightly, and his palms were sweating.

This scene was only a year ago, and Harry easily remembered that this was the final of the Three Witches Tournament.

He took a step uncontrollably in the dream, raised his head, and saw the small trophy quietly placed on the stage, representing the glory of victory and... death.

There was a commotion in the bushes on the left, Harry turned his head, and saw a handsome young man who also pushed aside the plants covering the entrance, looking at the trophy excitedly, with a big smile on his youthful and immature face.

'Cedric...' Harry looked at him.

After a brief surprise, Cedric obviously noticed Harry beside him.In terms of position, they were at the same distance from the trophy, but Cedric put on a helpless gentle smile after his surprised expression.

'Take it away. ' said Cedric, 'it belongs to you.take it away! '

'No,' Harry heard himself say, 'we can take it together. '

Harry thought he was lost in memory, but he soon found out that wasn't the case.

Unlike what he remembered, Cedric walked to the side of the trophy, looked at it carefully, and then shook his head.

'You arrived earlier than me.Victory is yours, even if I want to just grab it. ' Cedirc joked, 'Whatever it is, it's Hogwarts' victory.Congratulations, Harry. '

"But Cedric, we arrived almost at the same time," Harry said, but Harry, who was quietly inside the little black-haired wizard, was relieved.That trophy was undoubtedly the door key to hell, and Harry was delighted to be able to escape Cedric's doom, even if it was a dream.

There was a sound of footsteps that did not belong to the two of them, and Cedric urged, "Hurry up and take it!" '

'No!This trophy belongs to us...'

Harry felt his dream self pause strangely, his consciousness blurred for a while, and he took a few steps forward stiffly, grabbing Cedric's wand-holding wrist.

A cold hiss sounded from between the lips and tongue, it was clearly not snake language but terrifying, "Okay, let's go together,"

Harry felt Cedric subconsciously struggle violently, but he clasped Cedric's wrist firmly with extraordinary strength, and the free hand brought the trophy!

Before his navel was pulled up and he was dizzy, he only saw Cedric's eyes widened in horror, clearly reflecting himself with a malicious grin, and the emerald eyes were shining red light...

Harry was startled, and a sudden pull threw him out of his dream. He was so dizzy that he couldn't think, but he couldn't forget the dream just now.

'Boy, sleep well on someone else's turf? '

He heard a voice hoarse, very similar to the voice in the dream just now.

Fifteen-year-old Harry turned to the source of the sound in panic, only to see in the boundless darkness, standing a young man in black clothes and a black robe who was inexplicably familiar to him, with his arms crossed.Somehow in the darkness Harry could still clearly see his tousled black hair and his squinting green eyes, looking down at him casually.

Facing the morning sun, Harry rolled up his sleeves due to his sleeping position and pulled them back to cover the Dark Mark, rubbing his shoulders and neck in pain. The sequelae caused by his poor sleeping position made him extremely uncomfortable. Sirius Black had already been sent back to the guest room by Sissy, and Harry couldn't help being a little bored at the moment. The small effect of the soul detection spell made Black fall into a deep sleep, and he probably would have to rest for a while before waking up.However, he could not sleep because of some small discoveries brought about by the detection spell, so he woke up early.Waking up with soreness is one of the best ways to start a bad day.

Suddenly discovering that someone else's soul resides in the body, no one will feel comfortable.

Especially that strange soul, which seemed to have erupted yesterday and seized control of the body──although it was intentional for Harry to prove it.

'…Boy,' Harry pulled' out the strangely trembling ball of light in his heart, and hissed like the Dark Lord in a low and wicked voice, 'In my place, you can still sleep so soundly, huh? '

The ball of light trembled, and Harry felt a slight sense of inexplicable shock and panic in his heart, as if waking up from a nightmare.

It wasn't his feelings, but it seemed to come from him, this feeling... Harry thought about it, and had to admit, it was disgusting.

'This... where is this? ! What about Sirius? '

'Calm down, boy, Black is fine. ' Harry replied flatly.

The ball of light paused for a while, and a feeling of pure joy flowed out, but after a few seconds, it turned into more intense panic.

'Who are you?Why is it in my body? ’ The young Potter was panicked, he couldn't feel himself, and he had completely lost all five senses, he hadn't realized that he was communicating with the other party with consciousness, 'What did you do to my body, am I... am I dead? '

'You don't know the whereabouts of your body? Harry raised his eyebrows consciously, and walked slowly around the shivering ball of light.

A delicious breakfast is definitely one of the ways to relieve all troubles. He was so hungry that he could eat a cow. Yesterday he started to get these things done after lunch, and made the godfather and son reunite after the catastrophe and missed dinner.

Unfortunately, Harry found that he couldn't communicate with the uninvited guest in his body while eating, so breakfast could only be the second priority.

'The ... whereabouts of the body? !No, wait, what's going on here? '

'Actually, it's you in my body now, Mr. Saviour. ' Harry replied inwardly.

Harry silently listened to the scattered answers from the little savior, who failed to hide his fear and confusion, like a child who didn't understand why.In fact it is.

He himself couldn't be sure of the current situation, he could only speculate that only the soul of the little savior entered the curtain.The little savior that Dumbledore was looking for was currently spinning anxiously in his body, but the savior without a body would have difficulty even maintaining his existence. If their souls were not of the same origin, it would probably be difficult to incorporate him into the body.If one randomly finds a body to stuff the soul of the little savior into, the soul is probably not something that can be manipulated so casually.

Harry calculated carefully, and now he has learned more and more unusual things, but he lacks a strong link to distinguish them clearly, or string them together.

'...This is all Voldemort's hallucination, right? ' He heard the little savior ask calmly, so he turned his attention to him curiously, 'Including just now, right? '

'Don't look to your enemies for answers,' Harry reminded, but he didn't say much about it, and he wasn't the Savior's enemies at the moment, 'The ones just now?May I ask? '

'...I saw the Three Witches Contest.But it's different from what I've experienced...'

Harry heard hesitation in the little savior's tone, but the little savior didn't stop there.He continued in a dream-statement tone, 'I didn't get the trophy with Cedric, the same as I did...but I...I held Cedric. '

The young man folded his arms around his chest, silent.

'I was the one who dragged Cedric to his death...' the little savior murmured, a little bit pained and puzzled, 'but that's not the case...but I don't understand why Voldemort wants me to see this...vision?Besides making me... mistakenly think I killed someone for the first time.But I can easily tell this... it's just fake. '

Harry lowered his eyes, unable to see the expression clearly.He seemed to curl his lips into a sneering smile, giving the illusion of suffocation with colic.He felt like he couldn't breathe, but it wasn't from ostrich-like avoidance of little Potter's sight.

Not only that, but here Harry didn't seem to see the aftermath.He pulled him out just in time, which was fine.

There would be no five senses of cold and heat in the empty black space, but Harry felt that he could smell blood, dirt, sweat, raindrops, panic, resentment...things that he couldn't say he liked or hated, but he was helplessly used to.

He quickly established Occlumency, suppressing some emotions behind the protection and burying them deeply.

Long Jiu, 'That's not an illusion...but that's my business.Maybe I should introduce myself first? 'Harry replied without emotion, and before the little savior could react, he quickly cut off the other party's questioning.

'My name is Harry, Harry Potter. '

'From across the veil...'