HP Dark Hero

?The fireplace in Hogwarts headmaster's room suddenly burst out with dark green flames, and Harry stooped and stepped out of the fireplace.The previous headmasters who were sleeping soundly in the picture frame on the wall did not wake up because of this slight sound, only the phoenix Fawkes on the perch was fluttering with plump and gorgeous feathers, raised his head and let out a soft cry, Harry patted his robes Yu Hui smiled and said hello to the precious bird.

Albus Dumbledore sensed the uninvited visitor, and hurried back to the headmaster's office in the middle of the night. The alert expression on his face turned into surprise and joy when he saw the black-haired young man curling his index finger and rubbing Fox's lower beak. ——At least on the surface, he was not at all displeased with this unexpected visit.

"Long time no see, Harry." Lighting up the lamp, Dumbledore smiled cheerfully, fully showing his welcoming attitude.He slightly raised his hand as an invitation gesture, Harry nodded in response, and chose a soft and comfortable single sofa to sit down.

"Long time no see, Professor. How are you doing?" Harry grinned.

"Thanks, all is well. Also glad to see you safe and sound. How is Mr. Zabini?"

Harry coughed lightly and replied simply, thanking Dumbledore for the tea.At the same time, his eyes swept over Dumbledore's slightly blackened right arm, and the blond middle-aged man who quietly followed Dumbledore into the principal's office obliquely behind him and was sitting at the table together.

The other party was also looking at him, and it was difficult to read any clues from those blue eyes.

"Didn't get a chance to ask before—do you still like Christmas presents?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore smiled back, somewhat easily. "It's really surprising and full of special meaning."

The blond man frowned as Harry drank the cup of sweet honey tea without changing his expression.

"This is the little guy who wrote a horrifying letter in secret, asking me to come to England from Nurmengard immediately to see Albus for the last time?" His expression carried the reserved and critical features of a superior, "I Think, you are also the unknown person who passed the information to us through the saints in the past six months?"

Surprise flashed across Dumbledore's face, and then turned to an expression of guessing being confirmed.

"Yes, because I need to avoid any contact with the Order of the Phoenix. Besides, I don't know much about the current situation of the Order of the Phoenix. I think you can make... decisions and trade-offs on these information more effectively than me." Harry said calmly. answer.

The blond man raised the corners of his mouth with interest.

"In order not to expose the undercover identity of the source of the intelligence, naturally we can't break down all the Death Eater activities mentioned in each intelligence report... I really didn't pass on every piece of information I received to Albus. But how can you confirm that I won't do that Woolen cloth?"

"'For the greater good'—Professor Dumbledore has always had a little bit of sympathy for the members of the Order of the Phoenix, and you have no such scruples." Harry whispered, "and you have a lot of valuable experience in war."

The other party's noble and decent smirk had a real smile on it.As if seeing Harry for the first time, he looked Harry up and down carefully again.

"Exceeded expectations." He said, "I've met Harry Potter, and he doesn't seem like a character who can say such things in such a normal way—the choice of intelligence, the person who chooses to be sacrificed. And you did it."

"It seems that you know my identity..." Harry kept his tone polite and calm, "I'm sorry, I should take the initiative to say hello to you, Professor Grindelwald──you 'once' briefly taught me how to fight, including saints The contact method and code." Harry pointedly emphasized, and Grindelwald nodded understandingly, "Other than that, I can't afford the consequences of the war being delayed or lost. I don't have time."

Dumbledore frowned. "What happened—and that's why you risked it tonight to meet me directly?"

Harry looked serious, the slight lightness in his eyes was replaced by heaviness.

He maintained the calmness of a bystander, and said cautiously, "There are some things, I think we should reach a consensus first."

He started with this, and mentioned the matter of Horcruxes and Soul Pieces. Harry was somewhat relieved by Dumbledore's calm attitude that had clearly expected this.Dumbledore did not interrupt Harry rashly because he had known the relevant knowledge in advance, but listened carefully to the information in Harry's hands, comparing and guessing in his mind with what he already knew.

Harry confirmed their guesses about the number of Horcruxes by placing the ring, locket and gold cup on the table and, as expected, Dumbledore took out the diary.Grindelwald looked at these damaged black magic items with great interest.

"The diadem was also destroyed, and I hid it in the safest place in Hogwarts." Harry described the Potions Office without hesitation, "Apart from these, the remaining Horcruxes are Nagini— That pet snake."

"Can living things...can also be made into Horcruxes?" Dumbledore suddenly looked at Harry from the upper edge of the half-moon glasses. Those blue eyes were sharp as if they could penetrate the soul, and his tone became slightly sharper, but it was more like forcing himself to face Harry. The answer, "I even considered the possibility—"

Harry didn't evade at all, he looked at the leader of the Order of the Phoenix with stern eyes, "—yes."

They all knew what revelation this statement revealed.

After getting an affirmative answer, Dumbledore did not show any joy in grasping an extra advantage in the war, but instead sighed softly and slightly slumped his shoulders.

Harry didn't think so, it wasn't news to him.

"'One must die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live, only one survives'... No matter how the circumstances change, Potter and Voldemort will have to face each other sooner or later. Only one will survive - and I Will do everything to make sure that person is Potter."

Harry said with certainty.

He was silent for a long time before continuing, and whispered, "Just... one thing, please agree to my request. It doesn't matter if it's a threat or an exchange—please ensure Blaise Zabini's safety .”

"I may not be able to survive this war..." Harry smiled helplessly, "It is a miracle to be able to pass through the arch, and I have nothing to regret about this extra life..."

"The war is not difficult." Dumbledore interrupted Harry, speaking with rare force.

He pressed the back of Harry's hand on the table, and his strength conveyed strong emotions, reliable and firm.No one can question him under such powerful rendering power. "It's just fear and people's hearts that are difficult. We are not fighting alone, everyone is working hard for the same purpose. Unless I fall, I will do my best not to let anyone hurt the students of Hogwarts." Dumbledore Lido winked playfully, "And you, Mr. Potter──Because you left school halfway, it's a pity that you were still included in this rank before you finished your studies."

There was faint gratitude in Harry's eyes, but soon, the green eyes returned to calm, expressionless.

"My soul is weakening for reasons that cannot be cured," he said bluntly.

"If my clock was counting down, I'd spend every minute I had left fighting for the life and happiness of someone important to me. Only Blaise...he might do something stupid. Who knows. Please You must stop him and let him live in peace."

Dumbledore was taken aback by the sudden news, and fell silent during the second half of the oath.

"...if you are aware of the weight you have on Mr. Zabini's heart—" Dumbledore said with a sigh, "Harry, please make sure you value your own life as much. As much as you put him, you have to give it to yourself weighs as much as your life."

"...I'll try my best." Harry murmured, avoiding talking.