HP Dark Hero

?Among a group of excited students jumping out of the carriage, Harry stepped out of the carriage with a worn-out small suitcase, and stared back at the Hogwarts Express.This enchanted red express car is the first memory of many little wizards when they start a new stage in their lives at the age of 11.

The brown-haired girl and the red-haired boy walked out of the carriage right after Harry. They looked at Harry suspiciously, but also remained silent.

In the few days since Harry came back, although the three of them didn't often get together because the final exam subjects and review arrangements were not exactly the same, but just during the meal time, Ron and Hermione noticed that Harry was a little different.

Harry became quieter than before, that kind of quietness didn't seem like anger or timidity to speak, that kind of quietness was more like that of Professor Lupine or Headmaster Dumbledore, more inclined to listen than sue.

He also often stops in front of a normal object or an ordinary corridor, staring at some inexplicable things for a long time without saying a word, his eyes calm.

If it weren't for Harry still sneaking out every night for a night tour and seeing no one around, and having a big cup of pumpkin juice for breakfast, these habits and preferences have basically remained the same, and they would have wondered whether Harry had a much older twin brother who replaced the missing one. He is here to study.

——If they really asked him this wild conjecture, Harry would be surprised that the answer was so close to the truth.

But the little witch, who grew up in the Muggle world and was a dentist at home, obviously believed in science and logic more. In the end, they obviously believed that this was a change brought about by Harry's belief that he acted impulsively, which caused Sirius to fall into the curtain and his life and death were unknown. As a result, Hermione became more tolerant and soft-hearted towards Harry.

Harry himself had another afternoon tea with Dumbledore a few days ago, learning more details about this world and Harry Potter.But he didn't deliberately 'act' because of this. After all, no matter how he tested it, the result would only be that he was Harry Potter himself, living a leisurely life with a vacation mentality.

Since Headmaster Dumbledore had said it himself - he would not force him to shoulder the responsibility - why would he not do it if he could avoid trouble.This thought made him feel a little weird, but he didn't think about it.

"Harry!" The Wesley family waiting on the platform immediately greeted the three of them enthusiastically, and Molly even hugged him, saying distressedly, "You must be exhausted these days, Look how thin you are... oh!"

Molly put her arms around his waist, then giggled, "Our Harry is a muscular man now." From Molly's tone, she was happy that her youngest son, although still looking thin like a line, Much stronger.

The twins rushed out from left to right, surrounded Harry, smiling all over their faces.

"Oh, our little Harry…"

"He's a man now..."

"A man with a six-pack!"

"Gryffindor's golden bachelor!"

Immediately afterwards, the twins rushed forward at the same time, and the two violently tousled Harry's already messy black hair, which looked like a tornado swept through, "Girls, prepare to scream for this wild and sexy handsome guy!" Fred and George After shouting, he quickly hid behind Molly, giggling.

"Uh, am I the only one who thinks the twins are getting more and more exaggerated, wild and sexy...Merlin..." Ron said

Baba's comment.

Harry raised his eyebrows, and gave a wicked smile in cooperation, Ginny's face burned instantly, and Ron petrified on the spot.

"Mom, your little Harry has really turned into a bad man. Ginny is obviously attracted by his sinful charm." One of the twins made a gesture of wiping away tears with a handkerchief.

"Okay, stop messing with them," Molly scolded, laughing, and turned to Harry. "Harry, are you coming to The Burrow this holiday season? You're always welcome."

In reality Harry hadn't been popular with all of Wesley for a long time, before he was marked with the Dark Mark, but even afterward Ron steadfastly continued to trust him, Arthur and Molly - the parents, they couldn't stop worrying.

"I really hope and look forward to it," Harry replied, bowing his head sadly, "if I can."

"Harry, we can…" the twins said, casting a furtive glance at Arthur.

Harry just shook his head and smiled gratefully, "I think Principal Dumbledore's arrangement always makes sense, even if it is the matter of arranging for me to grow up at my aunt's parents."

Seeing everyone's combined expressions of anger, worry, and concern, Harry guessed that he didn't need to explain further, they would have answers in their hearts.

"Harry..." Hermione agreed with Harry's decision, she agreed with Dumbledore, and felt that there must be a reason for this arrangement, but considering how Harry's Muggle relatives treated him, Hermione would rather Harry spend the holidays at the Burrow , she said in a concerned tone, "If there is anything we can help, be sure to let us know!"

Arthur immediately added, "Although it's not Auror, it's still in the Ministry of Magic, so it's more convenient to ask for news. If there's any news about Sirius, I'll let you know right away. Similarly, we are happy to help if there is any need."

Harry nodded, indicating that he definitely would.

Sitting on the bench, Harry watched as Hermione left apologetically. She gathered outside the station with her parents, and after the Weasley family confirmed in every possible way that he knew that the Burrow would welcome him if necessary, the big family waved goodbye to Harry.

Harry sat quietly for a while longer, there was almost no one on the platform, only a few station staff were left checking inside the carriage.He got up slowly, put the black robe on his body into the box, smoothed the wrinkles on the long-sleeved shirt, and turned the wand in his hand with a careless expression.

'Vacation,' Harry laughed inwardly, dragging his small suitcase and moving out steadily, 'going on vacation, I think I'll need to buy another wand. '

Just removing traces is not enough, someone strong enough to restrain others and who knows the flashback spell can check the last few spells used by any wand in hand at any time.

Harry was going to Knockturn Alley, where he could find all the things he felt he had to keep close by at all times.Without other students to mix him with, the dark-haired wizard looked less and less like a student.Carrying a light and small suitcase, the figure of the young man disappeared into the passage leading to the Muggle subway.

For Harry Potter, the Muggle world was always much safer than the wizarding world.

Not long after, a small car drove up to the porch of King's Cross Station. Vernon, who arrived late, had a face full of reluctance, and glanced casually across the door. He didn't see the damned brat, and Vernon didn't want to waste any second looking for him. Or wait, he drives straight back home.Must have been taken by those stick-wielding freaks.It was a good holiday without Harry Potter, and he decided to let his family know that.

Through Muggle transportation, Harry went through a lot of twists and turns to get to Muggle London, which was really smooth compared to the knight bus.

The Leaky Cauldron was as dilapidated and unobtrusive as ever. Harry brushed his bangs casually, put on the rimless glasses that had been pre-configured in the Muggle store earlier, cast a small ignore spell on the wandless, and pushed open the door , quickly passed through the store, and went straight into Diagon Alley.

He is not afraid of being recognized, but being recognized will cause a lot of trouble, such as being beaten and scolded, and Auror will come out and try to arrest him... No, maybe many people will gather around to ask for autographs now? Harry thought amusedly.

Harry looked at the long-lost Diagon Alley. Even though there were rumors that the Dark Lord had returned, the people here were still shopping leisurely.From time to time, there were a few strange noises in the pet store. Outside the Quidditch supply store, a few young people looked at the expensive new broom longingly against the glass. Walking out, a few little witches held Harry's favorite ice cream in their hands, chatted about celebrities, and passed Harry...

The sun was just right... a peaceful scene.

Are they all so relaxed because they believe in a savior who will defeat the bad guys and save the world?Or they don't feel that the outpost of war has started at all, and they think that the war is not around at all? Harry was a little puzzled.

Compared to his world──the savior who was marked as the opponent of the Dark Lord turned out to be the right arm of the Dark Lord, Dumbledore, the leader of the White Wizard, was seriously injured and recuperated for a long time, the Death Eaters were rampant, and areas would suddenly be "blood cleansed" at any time '…If Grindelwald hadn't publicly stated that he would assist Dumbledore, and Ron and Hermione had firmly become the leaders of the younger generation, the battle would have been even more tragic.

People in this world, have been spoiled by naive storybooks...they believe in the 'savior', the banner of light, blindly believe that darkness will be defeated and light will triumph for no reason...they believe in a baby, a child, A boy who can defeat the most powerful dark wizard in half a century.He wasn't sure if it was Dumbledore's instruction, but at least Dumbledore didn't stop the name Harry Potter from being deified.

Letting go of these thoughts, Harry first went to Gringotts, unceremoniously took a large handful of Galleons, and then went to the robe shop, where he ordered several sets of long-sleeved robes with light and comfortable fabrics, suitable for various occasions , make an appointment to pick it up later, and directly change into a suitable set of finished robes──Although this robe is pure black and has no other colors, anyone with a sharp eye will find that the tailoring, material, and even the defensive function of this robe are very good , the design is very aristocratic.

Then he went to the potion shop, so he was picky, picked and picked a few bottles of standing potions, which contained healing potions suitable for minor trauma, blood tonics, antidotes, etc., and even relatively rare sedative potions , the few bottles of aging agents mixed in it are unremarkable.

Afterwards, Harry went around a few more shops, casually buying some scattered items. When he passed a narrow divination shop that was hung with various silks, he couldn't see the inside clearly. He walked in with great interest. The hanging bell on the door rang crisply, but the sleeping old witch behind the counter didn't respond, and didn't even care about the guests coming. Harry didn't care about her attitude, he just borrowed a door──Harry quietly walked around the counter, and got out from an inconspicuous secret door beside the witch, and in front of him was a dirty, dim, uncomfortable empty room. lane.

The black-haired wizard smiled a little, then recovered his expressionless face, took out the aging agent from his pocket, checked it carefully, and drank it carefully.

A few minutes later, a tall, slender, and noble-looking adult wizard walked slowly towards the other end of the narrow alley with long legs. He pulled down the hood with his hands, covering his shoulder-length black hair and dark green pupils.

It wasn't the first time Harry acted like this, it was one of the few disguises he was more familiar with.Dealing with dark wizards or Knockturn Alley, at first glance, looks like a pure-blood nobleman from a dark magic family, which will undoubtedly save a lot of trouble.

Of course, he wouldn't be able to learn the way Malfoy's twisted, chanted speech, but a smirk or a deadpan expression of magic pressure as a deterrent wouldn't bother him.

The wand thing he tackled first, it was inconvenient not to have a working wand in hand, he couldn't possibly use wandless magic all the time.Successfully found a handy enough wand in a small dark shop. The shop manager was a wizard with a sly smile on his face. Considering the smell of blood and the strong malice that permeated the whole shop, Harry was not polite. The store manager tried a few 'harmless' spells, and by the way 'asked' the store manager to remove anything attached to the wand, on the premise that he pointed the tip of the wand at the other party's throat.

Just about to turn the corner and turn to Bo Jin.Bock, Harry caught a glimpse of platinum, turned his head, and saw a dead end on the other side. Three black-robed wizards with hoods surrounded a young man with malicious intentions. The young man's already pale face was at this moment. It can be described as dead white, with a big black cloak on his body, and the hood was knocked off by some attack, revealing his appearance, with a forced self-calm fear, holding something tightly in his arms.

'Draco Malfoy? '

Harry raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up in interest.