HP Dark Hero

?Harry suddenly felt dizzy, and he immediately controlled his facial expressions precisely, maintaining a leisurely smile.The right hand leaning on the chair clasped the armrest quietly and forcefully, the fingertips turned white.

He didn't want the person in front of him to find that he lost his mind for a moment.

"—Are you all right, Your Excellency Seibal Barniz?"

'Sly old fox,' Harry smacked his lips to himself.

Harry raised his head, and he had a panoramic view of the opposite scenery - platinum-blond hair, gray-blue eyes, and mature and handsome facial features.It was undeniable that the Malfoy family was indeed greatly favored by the Creator.

His former colleague, Lucius Malfoy, lived up to his surname, including his cold, haughty smirk and defiant personality.

Harry, who had already drank the aging potion, had dark green eyes dimmed to black, and put on the same unemotional smirk, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Malfoy."

Dealing with Lucius requires a full mental response.If it is judged to be unprofitable, it will only be swallowed by the greedy Malfoy. After squeezing all the value, it will be crushed into fine powder and disappear.

He'd worked with Lucius a few times and knew that all too well.

Harry was wary, he didn't want Lucius to think there was something wrong with him.

Harry and Lucius had been chatting for a long time, no one showed their fangs, as if it was really just a peaceful and friendly conversation--Lucicus, as a representative official of the Ministry of Magic, came to visit a newcomer to the British magic world, with himself The son befriends a German wizard.

The previous conversation had already let the two of them know that neither could do anything to the other.

Taking a moment to sip with his head down, Harry closed his eyes and counted his chips.

"Lord Barniz, as I mentioned in my letter, I apologize for the unauthorized use of your link to Draco and the presumptuous visit." Lucius took the initiative to say, "I'm just too surprised that Draco has someone as powerful as you , but the best friend with a blank background..."

"—you investigate me."

Harry was not surprised that Lucius would do this, and told him directly.Malfoy would not hide in vain if there was a chance of being discovered sooner or later.

Lucius turned his head, platinum blonde hair slipping down his shoulders, "Perhaps you think I'm too protective of the dog, but Malfoy is a single passer-by, I hope you can understand."

Lucius' friendliness almost made Harry sick.But it also showed that even though Lucius knew that he was a fake identity, he couldn't find anything.A dark wizard whose details the Malfoys couldn't find out, he wouldn't be an easy enemy.

"Draco is a wizard with good taste. His insights and ideas are no different from those of adult wizards, and even more profound than most of them. It was an honor to get to know him." Harry chanted as operatic as possible Tone, not dry tone.

Lucius didn't say a word about this, although being a Malfoy, it was just a natural quality, but he was indeed surprised that Draco could get such a high opinion.

He knew better about Draco getting into trouble with two 'slaves' around Hogwarts.

"I'm also amazed that you can use the 'connector ring' magic."

Harry spread his hands disapprovingly, "A little trick among nobles, it's really convenient,"

Lucius raised his eyebrows slowly, his expression showing observation and scrutiny.

"Perhaps the person who taught you didn't mention it when he told you how to use the link ring—it's one of the unique magics of the Malfoy family."

Harry's heart fluttered, his tone was casual, and he put on a pointed smile, "Well, in Germany, this is not a unique magic... At least, I know that 'that lord' has used the courier anti-tracking spell."

When it comes to the lord in Germany, all wizards understand that it must refer to the first generation of Dark Lord, the most powerful dark wizard - Gellert Grindelwald.

'Well, not sure though.But Mr. Grindelwald is supposed to...? 'No one would ask Grindelwald for confirmation, which is why Harry chose a German wizard as his false identity.

Lucius smirked, rubbing the knuckles of his index finger, "It's certainly not an uncommon spell. But only a few pureblood nobles old enough to know how to attach spells to jewelry. And…"

Lucius Malfoy's slender fingertips tapped the silver ring he took out with a special frequency, and saw that the smooth surface of the silver ring suddenly liquefied like mercury, with layers of ripples, and finally solidified into a capital 'M' in a complicated pattern .

Harry gasped for breath.

"That's the magic of the Malfoys."

Lucius stared at Harry.

-- This is 'before', BlaiseZabini himself taught his magic.

What he had said then... He told Harry that it was a trick among the nobles in the wizarding world.is an easy but common spell.

Almost all of Harry's knowledge and understanding of nobles came from Blaise Zabini.

Why would Blaise use the Malfoy family's exclusive magic?Given his relationship with Draco Malfoy, it wasn't impossible for Draco to teach Blaise privately.

But how could Blaise have given him the magic stamped with the 'Malfoy' surname?

--Speaking of which, why did Blaise know that he desperately needed aristocratic common sense?

And why would he help a very unfamiliar Gryffindor, the former savior branded with the Dark Mark?He didn't benefit from it at all, it wasn't Slytherin's fault.

…Or, was it just Harry's wishful thinking that he didn't?

His mind flashed the image of him and Ron drinking the clone potion and swaggering into the Slytherin lounge.

…He didn't know Blaise Zabini at all, and Harry knew Crabbe and Goyle even better - at least he knew, they were always eating!

that person.

Was that person really Blaise Zabini?

'--Stop,' Harry ordered himself loudly, 'there is a difficult peacock in front of you.Don't scare yourself!It just speeds things up to failure, and you can't afford to fail.Empty your mind, HarryJames Potter! '

Ignoring the bitterness in his mouth, Harry raised a smile and shrugged casually, "Oh, maybe Draco taught me?"

"I haven't taught Draco this magic. It requires very fine control of magic power..." Lucius' tone was flat, as if he didn't care at all why the German dark wizard in front of him would know this little spell.

No wonder he didn't have any particular emotion when he handed the silver ring to Draco, Harry thought to himself, "...perhaps, you can consider this as one of my cards. Does this add a lot of chips to me?"

"That depends on whether you have enough weight to be on the same table as me."

Of course Harry knew what Lucius was looking for.Remove the Dark Mark...

It was almost a Malfoy survival rule not to put all his eggs in one basket.He tried to break the news to Lucius by talking to Draco.From the previous connection with Voldemort, it was obvious that Lucius had noticed that Draco might be connected with the person Voldemort was looking for, and he quickly went to the door to judge the value of the other party with his own eyes.

If he can't bring forward enough benefits, Lucius can report his news back to the DarkLord, gain more satisfaction and trust, and consolidate his position; if he really has the ability to tempt the Malfoys, Lucius will tell the 'what he mentioned to Voldemort' Suspected Death Eaters' hand over, selling him a favor for a cooperative advantage.

The Malfoys were typical merchant nobles.Perhaps Harry of Gryffindor loathed this quality, but the Slytherin part of his personality was happy with it.

If he could win over the Malfoy family, little Potter would not only have an extra hole card in this war, but would also plant dissatisfaction on Voldemort's side.

Harry smiled slightly, "I know why you came here."

He moved smoothly, rolling up his sleeves slowly.

On the smooth arm, there is a hideous and ugly Dark Mark.

At the moment when the Dark Mark was completely exposed to the sunlight, Harry suddenly felt strong heart cramps and nausea. While he subconsciously held his heart, there was a huge roar that sounded like an auditory hallucination: "---------------------------------------------------------" ! ! '

Regardless of the pain in his heart, Harry quickly looked at Lucius with a calm expression.

Fortunately, Lucius was also pale and in poor condition when he saw the Dark Mark clearly. Harry was secretly glad.

"...it's amazing," Lucius murmured, "I'm also amazed at your candor."

"We know each other has the same... small problem, but you cunningly escaped many trials. If you are caught off guard and someone rips your robes..." Seeing Lucius' pale expression with tight lips, Harry paused , smiled very quickly, "Surely you know my ability to deal with you?——I can solve this little trouble for you."

Without waiting for Lucius to ask more questions, Harry directly pulled out his wand, concentrated his mind, and guided the remaining power in the soul piece to face the Dark Mark on his arm.

Lucius stiffened, resisting the urge to rub his upper arm -- his Dark Mark was warming slightly.

Harry looked focused, the Dark Mark on his arm, which was slightly lighter than normal, became lighter and more transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lucius Malfoy watched all the changes with burning eyes, a dim fire burning in his eyes.

The deal is done.

The two agreed on the contact method, and discussed the details after the agreement—confirming the controllability of the Dark Mark, both Harry and Lucius needed time to figure out what they could offer as a deal, and how to maximize their own advantages.

Before leaving, Lucius hooked the cloak between his arms, glanced sideways at Harry, and asked seemingly inadvertently, "...I haven't seen you among the Death Eaters."

Harry smiled, "As you can see."

Harry didn't think Lucius could find anything.It is no exaggeration to say that his identity appeared out of thin air.

The 'existing' list of Death Eaters will not have him.

Unless the little savior is found.To put an end to this possibility, Harry had thoroughly wiped away any traces.

The two expressed their pleasure at being able to have this conversation today, and after exchanging a few compliments, Harry declined Lucius Malfoy's dinner invitation -- they both knew it was just a show -- and accompanied Lucius out of the manor himself.

After Lucius Apparated disappeared, Harry opened the heavy protection of the Potter Manor again, and walked back to the room with an indifferent expression.

Harry pulled out the loose robe he usually wore and threw it beside the bed. Facing the full-length mirror, he casually undid the delicate silver buckle that held him breathless.

In the mirror, a pale and expressionless aristocratic wizard was reflected, his bony fingers patiently unbuttoned one by one.

Within a few breaths, the image in the mirror changed to another person—the aging agent expired.The figure is slightly slender and thinner than before, with a graceful collarbone between the unbuttoned collar.The aristocratic-style robes that were originally fitted and straight hung loosely on his body, revealing his skin.His floor-sweeping robes made him look younger than he really was.

"Hey, buddy," Harry whispered with a wretched smile at himself in the mirror, "I haven't seen you in such a mess for a long time."

The slightly longer bangs cover most of the emerald green eyes. Harry stared into the mirror with a dark expression, only he could see the tiredness and utter bewilderment in his own eyes.

'It was only then that I realized that I was against that guy...'

'Is it so trustworthy? '

Harry let himself tuck his long legs up and curled up in a weak posture embracing himself, lowering his eyes, letting the chill from the ground erode into his bones.