The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Harry's learning efficiency was much higher than Tom expected.

After the Levitation Curse, he revisited the Impediment Curse, Stunning Curse, and Iron Armor Curse... In addition, Tom also found that the level of the Savior's Silencing Charm is top-notch.

"I use it all the time," Harry explained, "especially at school."

Tom chuckled: "Ten points from Gryffindor, for the excellent savior."

He's really terrible when he's not stingy with compliments.

Harry was not good at responding to compliments, and was often overwhelmed. This time, he could only embarrass himself into the bottles and jars in the cart and sort out the potions he needed to replenish.

In addition to magic, Harry's potion level has also improved by leaps and bounds.After all, with a master of black magic inside and a master of potions outside, one-on-one personalized guidance at any time, coupled with Harry's own inner strength, continuous high-intensity actual combat experience blessing, it is difficult not to make progress.

Once you have improved what you have already learned, learning new knowledge will also help.

Feeling that it was almost done, Tom took the time to teach Harry a few new spells, all of which were useful practical spells.

"The Seizing Curse can restrain most light-path attacks in melee, concentrate their spell light, and trace back to the source of the spell to attack."

From Tom's point of view, the spells are so fluid and natural that they seem to be done with a wave of the hand.But Harry has long realized that this is not the case at all. If it weren't for the amplification effect of the magic of the twin sticks, even through a shared perspective, it would be difficult for him to notice those seemingly inconspicuous details.

With the accumulation of experience, he can more or less master the new magic from his own perspective.Because of this, I became more and more aware of the gap between myself and Tom, not just in how much magic I knew.

Tom's understanding of spells and magic itself is completely self-contained. He often dismisses the statements in the book notes, and sometimes he can't help but mock the stupidity and arrogance of the writers.

"Scamander is just a dropout who only knows how to spy and follow magic. He can't even recognize the ingredients of potions, let alone advanced magic... It's better to find the traitor soaked in the cauldron than reading his book."

Harry was taken aback by what he said, caught the thrown out "Amazing Magic and How to Survive in the Wild" and put it back into the cart.

"I just found out that the author is the author of our first grade textbook "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them...and Snape..." Tom glanced over, Harry looked away guiltily, "I let him live on the first floor The guest room, confiscated the wand, and waited for you to come out to dispose of it... it won't cause trouble."

Tom's expression became unpredictable: "It's best."

Feeling that the subject wasn't over yet, Harry fell into an awkward silence.

The wind and snow were blowing outside the igloo, making the house even quieter.

But unexpectedly, Tom didn't delve into it, but talked about another topic.

"I won't be able to teach you like this soon." He sat between the tables and chairs made of ice and snow, and tapped the air-dried ink on the parchment with his fingers, "The experimental plan is almost designed, I need a long-term undisturbed environment."

Those knuckle fingers also turned into a burnt appearance, and the dark red and black color stung Harry's eyes.

"...Then, I'll make you some potions to replenish your strength."

"These you brought are enough. Remember, my body is dead, and I don't really need three meals a day to replenish my strength, and the medicine is the same."

"But...you still need to rest." Harry didn't like his statement, and said sullenly, "you also need to refresh yourself, you have to get some energy..."

"...Alright." Tom thought for a while, and agreed, "Then you can make some soul and energy nourishing potions to practice your hands, and then I can help you with some preliminary preparations for the experiment."

Hearing this, Harry cheered up a little, and happily left with a new task list.

Really simple and happy.

Tom leaned against the window, not knowing how many times he thought of it.

Originally, he hated this kind of person, but his love for Harry gradually formed a wonderful force field, which could easily reverse his original likes and dislikes.

In other words, he was always aware of Harry's traits first, and then reacted slowly, that he didn't like such a person.

It is this half-step late that makes those preset dislikes become distant and irrelevant, and even completely reduced to decorations.

But... Although it is not obvious on the surface, there are basically reasons for his dislike.

There are some things, at least for Harry to have an idea of.This will also allow him to focus more on the next experiment.

Soul and life force are two different things.The former is a synthesis of thinking logic, while the latter is the source of energy operation.

Human beings are naturally a unity of the two, which can only be separated at the time of death.

Reincarnation with the help of a crown is to break up the composition of life force at the time of resurrection.

After the Horcrux seizes the vitality, it can transform it into a form that it can absorb, and complete a vitality reorganization.

In this way, the sequelae of the resurrection-Muggle Day-was achieved.

Since you can't find the enemy's blood that causes the magic power to disappear, then completely overturn it and start over, regardless of whether he is an enemy or a servant, abandon them all and become an indiscriminate source of vitality.

As it turned out, this approach worked, and last month's Muggle Day didn't happen.

However, once the "body" of the crown dies and the source of life force changes back to the original resurrection body, the Muggle Day will come back again.

It's just haunting.

Fortunately, this time he has more research evidence.

It is already certain that the problem lies in the vitality condensed by the resurrection magic.

The bone of the father, the flesh of the servant, the blood of the enemy... The focus is still on these three raw materials.

Flesh and flesh are more to build the body, and blood is the link between the real magic power and the soul.

In the final analysis, it is still necessary to return to the study of blood components.

The list he made contained many rare potion ingredients, some of which had to be stored in very harsh environments, so this time whether it was Harry taking the medicinal ingredients or him making the potion, a quick decision was needed.

The good news is that Harry's potions skills are also improving day by day, often completing tasks earlier than he expected.

In addition to his own hard work, he guessed that the treacherous traitor was helping him a lot.

Harry didn't take the initiative to confess, so Tom let him alone, waiting for the hidden danger to erupt.

After all, with his current physical condition, poisoning was the last thing he was afraid of.

Slightly unexpectedly, Snape did not poison any potion, but changed the composition of key medicinal materials.It wouldn't do him much harm, but enough to affect his trusting relationship with Harry.

After all, having been a double agent for so long, he has two skills in how to sow discord without anyone noticing.

When the separated blood agent was made, he noticed something was wrong.

There is no problem with the steps, and the measured indicators are not bad, but the turbidity of the medicine that comes out is nearly [-]% larger than expected.

Sometimes it can be regarded as a yield problem, but there is no need for a ready-made object of suspicion.

He calculated the time a bit, and used the same materials to make a few bottles of antidote, toning water, and anti-prescription before Harry came, and then drank the suspicious bottle of blood-separating potion in one gulp.

In the beginning, the effect of the medicine was normal, and the blood in the body gradually separated according to the different functional components, and gathered in different parts of the body, like layered separation.

In less than half a minute, the taste began to change.

The blood flows slower and slower until it solidifies into a viscous semi-solid and "die" in the blood vessels.

Correspondingly, countless blood was squeezed out, seeped out from the pores of the skin, and was quickly solidified by the freezing temperature.

All Harry saw at a glance was a terrifying figure that was close to a blood man.

He thought he was used to Tom's various inhuman appearances enough, but he still couldn't hold on this round, and rushed towards him in horror.

"Tom?! What's wrong with you? What is it again!"

He wanted to help him, but he didn't dare to touch the bleeding spots all over his body.

Even the skin and flesh of the body that lost the blood shrank, and it looked almost like a bloody mummy that could still move.

"There's a problem with the potion..." Tom fell to the ground and said intermittently.

It's really hard to move, and my throat is also implicated.

Only the sense of pain has been paralyzed long ago, so it is not as scary as it looks.

But Harry, who was facing his appearance, was terrified, heartbroken and flustered, knelt beside him helplessly, almost collapsed, "What's the problem? What should I do?"

"There are medicinal materials...the package has been swapped..." Tom stretched out a bloody hand, finished the key lines concisely, and grabbed Harry's lapel, "Come here..."

"What...?!" Harry's pupils trembled slightly, and he thought of Snape immediately. Seeing his action, he immediately reacted, grabbed his hand, and leaned over to him, "I am, I am."

The mummy-like bloody hand seemed weak, but it got rid of Harry's light grip, grabbed his left lapel vigorously, and dragged his entire upper body down.

Harry didn't dare to use force, and followed his movements to cooperate, allowing the side of his neck to be exposed to the opponent's mouth.

"Maybe... lend me a little..."

Tom murmured, teeth already digging into Harry's skin.

The blood of the enemy...

"Well……"

Harry felt a sharp prick, and a weak sensation of bleeding.

Harry was reassured by the fact that Tom still had the strength to bite through blood vessels in the skin.

"Don't worry..." he whispered, softly and softly, as if to appease a tyrannical beast, "You can do as much as you want, take your time..."

Tom's body swelled up again, like a withered dried flower re-absorbed with water, and for the first time Harry felt that this charred shell-although it was drenched in blood-was actually alive.

"Okay... okay?"

Feeling Tom loosen his teeth, Harry covered his cut, wondering what hemostatic spells could be used, and stood up to watch Tom uncertainly.

He closed his eyes, frowned slightly, lay motionless on the ground, and did not answer.

Startled by the look again, Harry shoved him lightly.

"Tom?"

"Quiet……"

Tom said subduedly, his brows furrowed deeper, as if he were in severe pain.

Harry suddenly didn't dare to speak, and shrank away worriedly, paying attention to his situation.

The blood power in the body is raging.The fresh, hot blood is both torture and redemption.Like their entangled fate.

Tom wasn't just enduring the purge of the blood - which was mild even after getting used to the heat of the soul - he was suffering the resurgence of the heat from the temperature.

But these are not the most important things.

He didn't expect that this wrong prescription would unexpectedly give him an opportunity to re-introduce the blood of the enemy, and thus gain a glimpse of the truth about the power of blood in the revived life body.

Every slight change in his body now deserves 12 points of attention. He dare not make the slightest mistake, lest he miss the most crucial truth, so he takes extra effort.

In order to be sure, he thought of a record-type magic again, and with the least amount of concentration, he drew the wand from his cuff and cast it slowly and carefully.

A thin layer of veil descended and merged into his brain.

The yew wood wand rested on the forehead, adjusting the magic at any time. From time to time, it was impacted by the pain in the body, and it twitched slightly, which also caused several uncomfortable muffled groans.

Harry on the side couldn't help, he could only watch helplessly, and slowly, the circles of his eyes turned red.

He couldn't bear to see people suffer, let alone Tom.

Watching him struggling and enduring with difficulty and pain is more uncomfortable than being tortured himself.

What is even more unacceptable is that these were caused by him alone.

If he hadn't trusted Snape, it wouldn't have caused the potion to go wrong, and Tom wouldn't have endured these tortures.

If it wasn't for his poor level of potions, he wouldn't have to ask Snape for help.

If it wasn't for his poor level of magic, he wouldn't be able to help him now.

He doesn't know, there are too many things he doesn't understand, but at such a moment, there is no time for him to understand and improve.

He didn't even know what to say or do to at least reduce the interference he might have had on him.

Maybe a silencing spell to prevent the surrounding noise from disturbing him...

He tried desperately to think of some possible uses, like catching a life-saving straw, and regardless of whether it could really save lives, at least he could let himself do something.

Seriously used a circle around Tom.

It was unprecedentedly quiet in the igloo.

Almost lifeless silence.

Dimly, Tom was aware of Harry's movement, like a breeze blowing through his heart.

With a bit of energy, he said: "No need... I'm fine, I just need some time... Go out and wait, I'll call you in the link..."

Harry gave a soft "hmm" and left quietly.

After leaving the igloo, the wind and snow instantly cooled the heat in the corners of his eyes, but the pace under his feet became more and more urgent, as if the anger was gradually ignited.

After an unknown amount of time, Tom got a hint of inspiration from the unpredictable power interaction, and sat up suddenly from the ground.

He knows.He knows.

Like those widely circulated magic, Harry's blood has long been regarded as an enemy, and there are other people who really reject his power.

Hidden in the same vein.

...Lily Potter.

But there are still many places that don't make sense.

He needs more, more intensive experiments.

With bloodstains all over his body that had been solidified by low temperature, Tom pulled away the ice chair nonchalantly. While sorting out the recording spells in his mind, he pulled out a new piece of parchment and quickly wrote down his thoughts with a special quill.

Few people get to see this side of the Dark Lord, who is sometimes desperate to act like a madman for a vital magical experiment.

Both body and soul can be thrown away.

Harry just didn't know him well enough.