The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

It was snowing at Tinta Castle.

The lawn was covered with white snow, and several pine trees stood by Harry's window, and you could touch the snow stuck between the pine leaves with your hands.

After Christmas comes New Years.

【Do you know what gifts Tom likes? 】

Harry and Nagini sat side by side by the window, rowing on the foggy windows.

Although there was a satisfying and intense interaction, Harry ran out of the castle without authorization and was kidnapped. Tom was punished indiscriminately. Not only was the port key confiscated, but he was also ordered to go back to the room and ground him.

Harry wanted to protest strongly, but he was tied up again in an instant.

"Or would you prefer to spend the day like this?" Tom smirked.

"...grounded." Harry said aggrievedly, "I choose to be grounded, okay?"

Tom leaned over and touched his lips in satisfaction.

...Anyway, there is only one day, and Ren Ren passed away.

Harry stroked his lips thoughtfully.

So it became a situation where he was relatively silent with Nagini.

He was thankful that it was snowing heavily outside, giving their boring vision something new.

【what gift? ] Nagini asked puzzledly.

Tom wants to continue the interrupted work, and Harry's permission to go out is deprived, so he can only call her over again as the key.

This is an act of extreme lack of human rights and snake rights, but both of them are almost a little numb.

[Of course it's a birthday present. 】

...even started discussing what gift to give the culprit.

Christmas, birthday, and New Year are so closely connected that Harry feels that he will have a headache for presents every year in the future.

Nagini's snake body lifted slightly, like a surprised expression.

【Ah... Tom was born in winter. 】

Harry suspected: [You didn't forget, did you? 】

Nagini got down slowly again: [Tom never celebrates his birthday, how do you know? 】

Harry paused, but didn't say that he knew it from Dumbledore's Pensieve.Instead, he asked: [He never celebrates his birthday?Why? 】

[Why do you want to pass? 】Nagini asked back,【Is this a strange custom of human beings?I don't think there's any point in the ceremony, Tom is too wise. 】

Harry was lost in thought. He thought it would be troublesome to give another gift, but now that he couldn't deliver it made him feel even more uncomfortable.It shouldn't be like this, how can someone not celebrate their birthday?Even the Dursleys would perfunctorily send him some rags for his birthday...

[The orphanage...don't celebrate the children's birthdays? 】

【Maybe. ] Nagini replied carelessly, tilting his head to look at him, 【You seem to be very interested in that orphanage. 】

Harry watched her for a moment, feeling deeply how twisted the environment of young Tom was... Had he ever seen a birthday cake as a child?Will you be secretly envious in front of other people's cakes?

He also thought of Bella's true confession that she was not afraid of life and death. If that kind of feeling happened to him when he was a child...it would be fine...

No, his heart soon became sore with disapproval. He didn't like this kind of imagination, but he didn't like the situation of young Tom in such a cruel environment.

That seemed to explain his crime.

[However...it's best not to let Tom know. ] Nagini's voice pulled him back, 【He hated those days. 】

【I understand...】Harry murmured,【But, I always feel that I should do something... Is it necessary to pretend that nothing happened to a person's birthday? 】

[So what, you are such a strange species, you have to define a day to celebrate something, let me say, just celebrate it if you want to celebrate, whatever day it is...] Nagini complained, [Look Seeing that Tom is still so unlucky, he can’t go out at all because he has set a date in winter, so he can catch a few mice at home and eat it...]

Harry stretched out his hand to open the window, and Nagini shrank his head from the cold wind.

【What window do you open! ] She cried out in pain, 【It's freezing, close it quickly! 】

Harry took a piece of snow from a pine branch, closed the window, and apologized lightly.

[Winter is better than winter,] He looked at the rapidly melting snow in his hands, and asked thoughtfully, [When you were in the orphanage, didn't you go out to play in winter? 】

Nagini seemed to want to roll his eyes: 【It's good if you don't freeze to death. 】

Harry's hands slowly clenched into fists, squeezing the snow out of them.

He'd always thought they were the same, growing up as Muggle orphans without parents, and now it seemed the Dursleys were at least a normal family.

After a while, Harry sighed, knowing that he couldn't control the excess sympathy, and now he didn't want to worry about whether Tom deserved it, he just wanted to give it to him.

[But...you are right, Nagini, you can't let him know. 】

He gave the big snake a sly smile.

Voldemort called the interrupted meeting again.In just one day, there was a new situation.

"Master... Cortland blatantly exposed in the Daily Prophet that we tried to bribe..." the Carroll siblings nervously submitted today's paper, "and they published an embellished editorial accusing the pure-blood family of misusing their inheritance Meddling in wizarding politics, and... suggesting we've been accused of exonerating Death Eaters..."

Voldemort also read the report in the morning, but now he just glanced at it roughly, and looked at the righteous bearded Kirtland in the newspaper. The latter's beard trembled, and he straightened his shoulders without flinching.

He sneered slightly: "Cortland is still working normally at the Ministry of Magic?"

"Kirtland has applied for victim protection, Master." Yaxley added in time, "Since the Karow brothers and sisters failed in their sneak attack, the Auror Minister Scrimgeour has personally led the team to execute it, and our people can't get in." .”

Scrimgeour is a diehard who doesn't care about oil and salt. He is neither pro-Phoenix nor Death Eaters. It is completely opposite to Fudge's sloppy style. He was originally the most anticipated candidate for the next minister. If there is no Aziz Caban riots* this stain and the words of Crowell, who came from behind.

"Who's on the team?" he asked.Just because Scrimgeour wants to stand firm, doesn't mean his subordinates are all monolithic.

"Kingsley Shacklebolt and Aston Savage, with Pick Williamson on the bench," Yaxley said.

"Shacklebolt?" Voldemort was slightly surprised, and sarcastically said, "It's a big deal."

Yaxley also smiled sinisterly: "Shacklebolt is the famous man in front of Fudge, and he has been at odds with Scrimgeour, so he must have been forced in this time to trip him up."

Voldemort glanced at him. "No. He's from the Order of the Phoenix."

"What?!" Yaxley and the other Death Eaters were taken aback, completely ignorant of this inside story.

"You lack too much in knowing people." Voldemort reprimanded casually, but the meeting hall seemed to be blown by a gust of snow, and everyone was silent.

"Being counter-killed one after another, but you can't come up with a decent countermeasure, it is enough to show that your intelligence is too backward... We will calculate this later." Staring dangerously at the photo in the newspaper, "Now, Cortland dares to challenge this...you must make an example to others."

The Death Eaters present exchanged nervous and expectant glances.

During this period of time, they encountered frequent setbacks, but the Dark Lord sat in Hogwarts without asking any questions, which made people feel uneasy and aggrieved. Now things have finally passed the Dark Lord's goal one by one, and they are about to show their strengths , is simply elated.

Voldemort knew their thoughts clearly, but it didn't matter to him, he pondered for a while, and soon formed a plan in his mind.

"...this operation, code-named solar eclipse..."

After the meeting, he dealt with a few more confidential letters, and managed to retrieve Bella's request letter that had been thrown into the redundant message box before Christmas.After disassembling it, I found that it was clearly written on it. Megan obtained Harry's mobile phone number through Muggle means. The meaning is unclear, and instructions for further investigation are urgently needed.

It seemed that it had been delayed for too long, and they were worried about missing the opportunity, so they rashly tried further.

However, he didn't expect that Bella was still close to that Muggle. If she wasn't under the Imperius Curse, then it was necessary to ask clearly.

After several days of high-intensity work, I finally finished dealing with the accumulated urgent tasks today.

It was past dinner time, and he was not in the mood for supper, but it was still early before going to bed, so he took the time to go to the library on the third floor.

There is stored his only remaining Horcrux, Ravenclaw's diadem.

When the blood experiment failed, he had to temporarily change his mind.The Horcrux is a factor full of infinite possibilities, but also the most unimaginable.In particular, the diary and ring were destroyed, and the locket was stolen. Apart from the gold cup that has been transformed, only the crown that he got back from Hogwarts is still intact in his hands. The available resources and samples are extremely limited.

How to use these limited resources to continue the exploration of Muggle days still needs a lot of time to study.But on the other hand, he knew very well that the Death Eaters couldn't let it go any longer...

When passing the second floor, my thoughts turned a corner.

There's another elusive factor... no, maybe two.

The piece of soul in the scar...and, Harry himself.

No matter what... two things can't be rushed...

That night, he sketched out some preliminary ideas in the library, and estimated that he would simply rule them out before the start of school.

Nagini slid in to persuade him to rest, 【It's already winter, you should sleep more. 】

His eyes didn't leave the writing paper, 【Harry? 】

[Sleep. 】Nagini said grimly,【Cannot mate. 】

The quill paused for a moment, [...he can move freely starting tomorrow. 】

【Tell him yourself that I can't get up in the morning. 】

Nagini slid away.He watched her off for a while, quite puzzled by her appearance, a little aroused, and upset, and finally stopped writing at all and went to bed early.

At the breakfast table, Harry was overjoyed at his decision and kissed him straight across the table.It took a second before he felt the oil stains on his lips. He withdrew his hand that was going to pull him back, and wiped his face with a napkin instead.

The suppressed smile on Harry's face made him realize the brat was doing it on purpose.

"From now on, no fried eggs are allowed for breakfast." He ordered angrily.

Harry didn't hold back, and laughed at him: "You're wrong, Tom."

Tom sliced ​​the omelette unimpressed.After Harry laughed, he didn't eat anymore, and just lay on the opposite side and stared at him, as if suddenly lost in thought.

He didn't look up, but he kept feeling that focused gaze.

Honestly, it felt pretty good, he just liked it when Harry was all by himself.It is best that there will never be anyone, anything, or anything other than him in that head. You can only read his name, think about his appearance, and yearn for him all the time.

He silently savored his own dark thoughts, which were very beautiful and quite alluring, even when he asked a question, he did not feel a dangerous satisfaction, "Why?"

Harry's emotion was the opposite of pure, "I was wondering... what exactly do you want, Tom?"

This question broke the almost charming dark mood, which was not what he expected.

"What do I want?" he repeated, even a little amused. "It's been so long since I last heard this question... what does the Dark Lord want... need I ask?"

"You don't really care about bloodlines," Harry said suddenly irritated, "and you don't enjoy killing and torture. If it's just immortality, it's none of other people's business. So what is it? Power, wealth, fame?"

No one had ever known all his secrets as well as Harry, and had sat down with him in a friendly - if not loving - way of talking about it.

"I thought it was obvious, Harry," he said.

"I don't understand!" insisted Harry, "what is the ultimate—without which everything else is meaningless, and with which everything else is irrelevant. Such a thing, no ?"

"No." he replied.

Harry's expression was filled with disbelief.

"Sure," he said.

Teenage innocence.Tom thought as he was making the potion in the study on the third floor, Harry still didn't understand that these things were intertwined, especially as they went up, they couldn't be separated.

So he never thought about such naive questions.If anything, only Horcruxes were the fulfillment of his deep teenage fantasies, and only immortality was a goal that would eclipse everything else.

Harry's question was pointless.He could guess what he was asking, and even had plans for it, but if Harry's expectations were so naive... better give him a warning.