The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Harry and Ron went back to school and, as expected, didn't see Hermione.They agreed that only the library could find her, and they gave up their plan to find her since they still wanted to enjoy the little leisure time left.

Ron was holding his new broom care tool on the bed and couldn't put it down, while Harry began to search for Sirius' two-way mirror.

He originally planned to never use the double-sided mirror to contact Sirius, fearing that he would be caught by the Ministry of Magic, but Sirius specifically asked him to talk about something, so he had to turn it out of the bottom corner of the press box again.

The two-way mirror was stuck in a dangerous gap, and Harry almost broke it when he found it.He had no doubt that if time passed, and with his carefree way of packing things up, this mirror would shatter sooner or later.

Instead of reflecting Harry's face, the double-sided mirror revealed a bedroom in Grimmauld Place.Harry saw the hem of Sirius' coat showing in the mirror and guessed that he was near another mirror.

"Sirius...?" he called softly, worried that he would disturb the godfather.

Immediately there was a crashing sound in the mirror, the picture shook and rolled dizzily, and then Sirius' face appeared.

"Harry!" He smiled brightly, "You're back at Hogwarts!"

Harry smiled reassuringly, "Well. You're fine."

Sirius said: "Yes, don't worry."

They chatted briefly, and Harry said, "You said you have something to tell me today?"

Sirius nodded, pursed his lips, hesitated, and said, "I have some ideas...but it's late, Harry, go to sleep. We'll talk about it another day."

Harry looked up at his watch, it was past eleven o'clock, so he could only agree, "Good night, Sirius."

Sirius smiled over there. "Good night, Harry."

Harry had a rare dream that day, it had nothing to do with Voldemort, it was just an ordinary dream.In his dream, he went back to the day when the summer vacation of the second grade started. He and Ron drove Arthur's magically modified car to rampage through the fields and forests. The difference was that he was driving this time.

Halfway through the drive, he turned around and found that the co-pilot had become Tom.In the dream, he didn't find it strange at all, and called his name overjoyed.Surprised and asked: "Are you a wizard too, Tom?"

Tom smiled at him, Harry didn't seem to be wearing glasses, and he couldn't quite see the meaning of that smile, but its attraction still gripped his heart without hindrance... Harry woke up.

Until he sat up from the bed to wash up, there was still an unconscious upward arc remaining at the corner of his mouth.

"I smell it again." Ron lifted the bed curtain to see him, sniffing the air, "Guess what?"

Harry echoed absently, "What?"

"Love, sour," he said solemnly.

Harry wasn't in a bad mood, and gave his face a soft pillow.

They shared their visit to Hogsmeade with a dispirited Hermione at the breakfast table.Even with dark circles under her eyes and two friends chattering in her ears, Hermione was still flipping through today's Daily Prophet.She only lifted her eyes from the newspaper when Harry spoke of the results of testing the spell.

"How could this be?" she asked puzzled.

Harry shrugged, "If only I knew."

Hermione bowed her head in thought, and Ron said again, "I think Harry has to find someone who really doesn't have magic to verify, 'reverse experiment'—that's the technical term, isn't it?"

Hermione glanced at him with a smile in her voice, "Unbelievable, you really used that word correctly. Now I don't think your OWLs are hopeless."

Ron smugly accepted her unseemly compliment, "By the way, I think Filch is a good candidate."

Harry was about to roll his eyes.Hermione glared at Ron: "As long as you stop coming up with bad ideas!" She gave Harry a reassuring look, "We'll find a way."

Ron said indifferently: "Then you just bury your head in the pile of OWLs test questions to find a solution."

Hermione blushed and opened her mouth to refute loudly, but being caught in the middle again, she sneaked an embarrassing glance at Harry. "I'm not……"

Ron didn't seem to expect Hermione's reaction to be so strong. Harry just wanted to open his mouth to make a rescue, but he said a step earlier: "I mean, Hermione, Harry, it's not difficult to test Filch, we just need to do it." Just a little bit more concealment. Remember your invisibility cloak, Harry?"

Harry frowned and said, "But that spell will glow, and I have to point the tip of the wand straight at him. It's fine if the test result is fine, but if it fluoresces accidentally, it will leak out."

Ron had also seen the fluorescent light for detecting spells, and he said confidently, "That light isn't that conspicuous, and we just need to use some small tricks to distract Filch's attention."

The trick Ron was talking about came from his twin brothers.Recently, in order to resist the strict education orders of Umbridge, Filch and the Slytherin Action Investigation Team, they have produced a large number of prank products, including a series of popular products such as quick-acting skipping candy and spitting candy. Sales within Hogwarts are impressive.

After hearing about Harry's plans, the twins readily supported it.

"Not only that, but they said..." Ron whispered to Harry secretly in the common room, "They're going to do something big!"

Harry was writing to Mr. Weasley.Originally, he wanted Ron to write a letter to say hello first, but Ron felt that it was completely unnecessary. As long as it was Harry's request, his father would provide help unconditionally.In the end they came to a compromise, with Harry writing the plea and Ron adding his own note and signature at the end.

Harry raised his head from the parchment, and lowered his voice, "What do you mean?"

Ron shrugged irresponsibly, "I don't know. They won't tell. They just said that they will attract Filch's attention when the time comes. You just need to hide under the invisibility cloak and cast a curse on him while you're in trouble."

Harry was a little worried that the twins would be punished afterwards, and Ron patted him: "Don't worry, Harry. When did you see those two scourges suffer?"

... very convincing.

Harry continued to lower his head and write letters, hesitating again and again, and finally added a small PS: If possible, it is best to send the phone back within a week, I have important things to use.

The parchment was handed to Ron, who made fun of him as he added notes at the end.

"Important thing, tsk tsk."

Harry was used to his all-pervasive teasing, and this time the old god fought back: "It's important to keep in touch with your lover on a regular basis, Ron, especially since he's very popular at first sight."

Ron looked up, almost blinded by the smile on Harry's face, "Oh, that's enough. You're just short of 'my boyfriend is gorgeous' written on your face. Stop showing off, Harry, I It's straight!"

Harry's smile didn't change. "I know. I don't care."

Ron: "...I miss when you were straight."

They went to the owl hut in Sita to post the letter together. Harry tied the specially wrapped mobile phone and charging cable to Hedwig's paw along with the letter, and added a protective spell uneasy.

Ron couldn't stand it and said, "You might as well give it yourself."

Harry decided to ignore him, stroked Hedwig's feathers, and patted her on the head lightly, "Protect yourself too, Hedwig. Go." Hedwig lightly pecked at his fingers with her sharp beak, flapping her wings After taking off, after identifying the direction, it rushed into the blue sky.

Before the time limit for making troubles agreed by the twins came, Harry chose an afternoon with relatively plenty of time to contact Sirius.Even though Hermione was looking at him reproachfully like he'd get all P's for his OWLs, Harry felt that what Sirius had to tell him was more important.

He came out of the common room wearing the cloak of invisibility, walked to the Room of Requirement, and looked around for a while. Because of the Dumbledore's Army incident, Filch had paid more attention to this area, and Harry had to be careful.

Harry closed the doorknob, imagining a hiding place that would have to be very safe.Then he jerked the door open, slipped in and closed it instantly from the inside.After completing this series of actions, he had time to observe the room.

In the vast space similar to a church, there are piles of dilapidated treasures at first glance, but upon closer inspection, there are many precious and rare treasures. The light is projected in from the high windows, making the dilapidated and brilliant scene in front of you reveal a strange sense of sanctity.

After digesting the shock in his heart for a while, Harry carefully walked around the piles of rare and rare treasures—or broken copper and iron—successfully found a place to stay among the many sundries, and then he picked up A spherical trophy distorted by heat, transformed into a low stool by the Transfiguration Charm.

When he sat in it, he didn't really enjoy the firmness and low, narrow feel of it, it's just that a comfortable seat required a more advanced Transfiguration spell, and he didn't have the time to think about that right now.

He turned out the double-sided mirror, and it was pitch black inside, but there were some light waves flickering, as if covered by a trembling fabric, Harry guessed that the other double-sided mirror was put in the pocket by Sirius.He tried to scream, and there was a flash of light and shadow in the mirror, and finally Sirius' face turned out.

"Harry!" Sirius' expression was pleasantly surprised, and there was a hint of embarrassment. Before Harry could speak, he hurriedly said, "You just showed up, don't talk yet, I'll change the place."

Harry nodded, listening curiously to what was going on over there.Sirius put the double-way mirror back in his pocket again, and Harry could hear him coming upstairs, the door was pushed open and shut, and Harry guessed he was back in his bedroom.

Sure enough, the reappearing picture in the double-sided mirror was the corner of Sirius' bedroom.

Sirius whispered hurriedly, "Listen, Harry, I'm going to an Order meeting soon, and Dumbledore will be there."

Harry held his breath, swallowing the question and concern for the headmaster in his throat, he knew that Sirius had something important to rush to finish.

"What I wanted to tell you before is what will be discussed in this meeting." Sirius pursed his lips, as if he was carrying out a difficult decision, he finally asked struggling, "Harry, did you say that you were unconscious last time?" From now on, the scar will not move... Didn't you have those dreams in the past two days?"

Harry answered with certainty: "No." His attitude seemed to give Sirius confidence, he took a deep breath, and murmured: "I wanted to tell you slowly, but this is more direct..." He dark gray He stared at Harry with heavy and bright eyes, "Harry, find a place that is absolutely quiet, and don't make any noise...I'll take you to listen to this meeting."

Harry's eyes widened, unable to believe what he heard.

"Promise me, Harry, no matter what you hear for a while, never make a sound." Sirius told him very seriously, "I can't cast a spell on the double-sided mirror, it will affect the picture and sound on your side, and There's also the risk of being discovered...I can't tell them you exist, not even Dumbledore would agree...but I don't care."

He stared intently at the two-way mirror, which contained a heavy object that made it hard for Harry to breathe.

"Think about it, Harry. What is said at the meeting may make you uncomfortable, and it will also completely bring you into the center of the war. You will never be a carefree student again."

"—Have you really thought about it?"

Harry swallowed, feeling the boundless wind and waves roaring in front of him, the dark clouds rolling in the sky, lightning flashing and thundering, but there seemed to be a familiar tall and thin figure teetering on the edge of the cliff, he felt courage filled his chest instantly, and there was no reason not to go there side.

"...you know my answer, Sirius."

Sirius gave a wild smile when he heard this. "A tiger father has no dogs."

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