HP Dark Hero

Dumbledore quickly hid his thoughts, and briefly introduced the history of this world to Harry, from Voldemort's late-night massacre of the Potter family, the boy who survived, the Philosopher's Stone, the basilisk, Sirius who escaped from Azkaban, and The truth about the secret keeper back then, the Three Witches fighting contest... all the way to the prophecy competition of the Department of Mysteries, ending with Sirius falling into the curtain and Harry's whereabouts unknown.

Harry listened silently, the early stage was roughly the same as what he had experienced, but the more he listened to later, the more surprised he was.

"You mean? Peter is Scabbers? That rat who is greedy for life and fear of death has the courage and ability to hide for so many years? And Sirius Black didn't betray?" He asked in surprise, "Ron's rat, Scabbers, disappeared very early. It was only later that I learned that the mouse was really an Animagus mouse. And Sirius Black...maybe died in Azkaban? I was secretly notified to inherit 12 Grimmauld Place, so I knew that Black was me godfather."

Dumbledore seemed surprised by the difference, "Sirius escaped from prison after seeing a picture of him with the Weasleys and Scabbers in the newspaper."

"Hmm." Harry thought for a while, "This may be because Ban Ban was summoned back by Voldemort in advance. The main soul detected my... connection with him in the first year. Although, Voldemort did not complete it until the fourth year resurrection."

"The main soul?" Dumbledore sounded curious.

Harry realized with horror that the people here didn't know.They don't know...horcruxes, soul slices...they don't know yet.They don't know, how did the people here win the war?It seemed peaceful to death here, except that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, could it be that Voldemort hadn't been completely killed at all?How many Horcruxes does he have running around?

"Sorry?" Harry decided to pretend that Dumbledore had misheard the words first, "I can ask you, what happened after that? The next few years?"

"That's all. Harry disappeared only a few days ago."

"No way!" Harry questioned, "Doesn't that mean that Harry here is currently... 15 years old? Doesn't he just enter the fifth grade?"

"Maybe the Savior is too busy to know his age." Snape sneered.

"No, but...I'm already 21?" Harry whispered, "You're telling me...the war isn't over yet...and Harry Potter is missing here? Lost?"

Snape snorted, and Dumbledore's normally bright blue eyes showed a bit of concern, apology and... pleading.

'It won't be what I thought it would be.Can't really be like that? '

If the curtain were on the sidelines right now, Harry wondered if he would choose to just jump in regardless.

"Harry...I'm sorry, I know we don't have the right to ask you for more..." Dumbledore looked sadly at Harry's arm branded with the Dark Mark, and then looked at Harry's uncontrollable distorted expression, his eyes revealing caution "I promise I'll try to find a way to swap you back with Harry here. But until then, can I just pray..."

'You can not! ' Harry heard himself screaming like crazy Aunt Petunia.

"May I beg you to take the role of Harry Potter here for a while?" Dumbledore said with difficulty, "I will not ask you to do something dangerous... The war has not yet started, but it is the eve, and the wizarding world cannot bear the disappearance of Harry Potter." The resulting... panic and violence."

He still said it.he thought desperately.It's like looking at an old man with a hunched figure and a low posture in front of him, and he can say 'no, I insist' cruelly.Maybe he can.

After all, he still has his own world to attend to... He has already saved the wizarding world once.Why continue to go through life and death for other magic worlds? Harry tried his best to find all possible reasons to convince himself, but obviously not.Merlin, is this some kind of goddamn occupational disease?

"Dumbledore!" Snape growled as Harry struggled in pain, "You're going to believe all of this - this brat's - statements? Allow me to question? I can't believe it, you gullible."

"Severus, I believe in this Harry, just as I choose to believe in you." Dumbledore said calmly, the words obviously hit Snape hard, his face was stiff and expressionless, "I believe in this Mr. Potter I can feel a quality similar to yours."

"Can I ask?" Harry asked, "About Harry here. He sounds like a beacon of light. No need to go undercover? No need to do something dark and dirty to gain the trust of Voldemort and the Death Eaters." ? Just... read books, take classes, and be a savior of light?"

"It's not just that, but for you, yes, I don't want to... force you to do more. In fact, I hope to ensure that your contribution is only to participate in classes normally, get along with friends and so on." Deng Blido whispered.

It sounds like the savior here is extremely well protected and happy. Harry's mouth was full of bitterness. He knew that Harry Potter here must have suffered some painful things, which no one else could understand, but he still couldn't help but feel self-pity for a moment.

The consolation is that at least his world should be safe for the time being. Voldemort died completely, Dumbledore was protected by Mr. Grindelwald, and Hermione and Ron supported each other, but he couldn't enjoy the peaceful time after the war.So it is not unacceptable to stay here and continue your studies.He also needs a little time to plan.

"Okay, I think." Harry nodded.And Snape looked annoyed and wanted to curse them both. "Also, just call me Harry, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Harry, I am very grateful for your help." Dumbledore smiled with relief and gratitude, "I'm just sorry, you may be arranged to continue your studies in the fifth grade. I will explain the disappearance of these few days For a special mission, let you take the opportunity to relax."

"Yes, there's no problem. I haven't been serious about my studies since the fifth grade, and I spend a lot of time outside." Or in Voldemort, I can't tell where the base is. Harry didn't say anything, he kept the matter of the Horcrux in his heart, thought about it and then thought about it.

"If you have any other questions, please don't hesitate to tell me. I think, maybe you can start by going back to Gryffindor Tower and spending time with Ron and the others." Dumbledore stood up and smiled slyly, "I have to do it Make some arrangements, and meet with the Ministry of Magic. You can't imagine them being so nervous about the Savior's disappearance. If you need any help, I'm sure Severus will assist you."

"What?? No, why?" Snape and Harry yelled at Dumbledore.

"I thought you had a good relationship with Severus? Even though the experience is different, the soul comes from the same origin, you can get along well." Dumbledore chuckled, looking extremely irresponsible in Harry's eyes.

"No, absolutely not, I've been calling him Severus just to disgust him," Harry said despondently, unable to hide his indignation and disgust, "I'm new here, I don't want to die in the cellar and become a medicine in a jar, or something!"

"I don't think a Potter has any potion value! What else is he going to do but screw things up and turn upside down without repenting? There's not even a tiny thing in there around his neck that would teach him any manners." ...I don't see any reason to help him, unless offering his help would wipe Potter off the world!" Snape growled, telling Dumbledore of his reluctance, but he stared Harry sprayed the venom.

Harry's mouth twitched, determined to fight back.He didn't know how Harry dealt with Snape here, but he'd worked with Snape for years, and damn Dumbledore was right - somehow familiar with life and death, how could he not know how to frustrate him?

"Oh, Severus," Harry yelled sweetly, despite the chills running down his back, "I'm so grateful for your enthusiastic expression of willingness to help—"

"Shut up!" If anger could amplify magic, Snape would probably have blown up half of Hogwarts by now.

"Thank you, Severus—"

"It seems," Dumbledore chuckled, picked up his hat and walked towards the door, "you get along very well. That couldn't be better."

'Yeah, it couldn't be better. Harry decided to single-handedly fight his way through the Ministry of Magic and blow up the damned veil.