The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Harry collected himself, sat down slowly, and stared at Cai Laner without blinking.

Long time no see him.

Harry said in a good mood: "I'd be happy if you gave it."

As soon as Tom heard the words, the light of the fire seemed to fade away, and another fire came up, and the corner of his mouth was raised slantingly.

"Then get it yourself, Harry..."

He crossed the branches, straightened up and slowly dropped two frames

"Use your mouth."

After speaking, she opened her mouth and bit the flower branch, and looked down at him condescendingly.

"..."

Now the excitement is great.

Harry had no resistance to that face at all, maybe it was because he hadn't seen it for a long time, but now the angular and thin state made him feel more handsome than when he had seen it before. After being so blatantly teased by him again, Harry's restraint was astonishing in not rushing forward immediately.

But his eyes were still hot, and he slowly stood up and approached him, between the twilight and the twilight, so slow that he almost stopped.

"It's too much..."

Harry grumbled under his breath, locking his lips more than his eyes on the twig.

I can't send flowers properly...

The sound gradually swallowed, and before Harry actually kissed him, he was stopped by a slender finger, and then pushed away.

Tom took away the rose and pinched his chin with a half-smile: "I'm too much? Do you really think I don't know anything about what you've been doing during this time?"

Harry: "..."

This sweetheart still knows where his guilt comes from.

Harry held the metal shell of his hand for a while, thought for a while, and without making excuses, tried slyly in his hand: "Hiding in the golden snitch and overheard it?"

It should be provocative, but there is a wonderful illusion of flirting.

The fingers on the lower jaw tightened, and Harry felt a little pain from being pinched.

Sure enough, Tom glanced at his hands behind his back, and threatened softly: "It seems that you are also very aware of the current situation... Then guess, how much 'he' will know about what I know?"

Harry took his hand and slowly pulled away.

"What do you call 'he'? In my opinion...it's all you."

To be honest, although he guessed that it was a Horcrux in the locket, Harry was still pleasantly surprised to see it like this.

People who I thought I would not see for a long time can appear in front of me in this way, can talk and communicate, and can truly touch...

Whether it was his words or the stroking of his hands, Tom's strength eased and Harry was able to free his own jaw.

His thoughts moved slightly, and at the last moment when the other party completely pulled away, his thoughts turned into a kiss, which fell on the last fingertip.

The locket in his hand trembled slightly, Harry was startled, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

so interesting.

"it's all me……"

Tom stroked Harry's messy hair, and his inexplicable tone immediately alerted Harry.

"So you thought so."

Tom pushed Harry's head down slowly, little by little, almost gently.

"Talk is not enough, Harry... show me."

Harry had to brace himself against the tabletop by his side, bending against his strength until his eyes were parallel to the part that swelled up like himself, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Of course I..." He controlled his breath to be normal, and swallowed his saliva, "...willing to help, dear Tom."

He didn't rush back to the bottle, but raised his head and smiled at him unpredictablely.

Attracted by Harry's intimate and mysterious appearance, Tom subconsciously took a deep breath, waiting for him to continue.

It was this subtle mood that prevented him from noticing the small movements behind Harry's back.

Fingers pushed the locket back into the metal shell that had been split in two, and it snapped shut tightly.

In an instant, as if the power was cut off, the force on the top of the head, the material in front of his eyes, the temperature in the air...all the breath about Tom disappeared without a trace.

Only one rose fell to the ground, slightly disturbing the gunsuan

Harry's triumphant smile only lifted a corner, and then disappeared in vain.

The Golden Snitch has been restored to its original state, and no cracks can be seen, and it cannot be broken apart.

Obviously it was intentional, but Harry still felt lost.

The locket was sealed inside again, and the Snitch touched it every step of the way, as if he could feel the heat inside, like his body temperature.

Harry knew how annoyed he must be right now, and knew it would be best to reopen it right away, to reassure him...but he didn't.

The locket spoke to Harry where it hurt.

If possible, he didn't want Tom to know his plan.

At least until he actually implements it, the less the locket or the ontology knows, the better.

"Sorry...it's Easter."

Harry picked up the flowers on the ground, and the bright red roses seemed to still have some scent left. He leaned against the foot of the table exhaustedly, with his long legs half-folded, and smelled it through his nose, as if to make up for it. Fighting kisses.

The Easter holiday is longer than ever.

Harry was sorting out the files in the headmaster's office, preparing to deal with the officials from the Ministry of Magic who were expected to visit after the start of school, and at the same time dealing with the students who kept making troubles-they hadn't lived a free life from Slytherin's oppression for a long time, and they caught up with the big Easter holiday , I can't wait to get together and celebrate every day, and magical accidents happen from time to time.

A low-grade Gryffindor picked up the wrong broom because he was too excited on the first day of the holiday, causing him to lose control in mid-air. He came, but no one praised him.

Later, someone took the risk of using black magic and accidentally triggered the ribbon sewn on the clothes. Harry found out that every note issued last semester was related to Hogwarts' defensive magic. Just felt it.

Grabbing the Firebolt, Harry went straight to find the scene of the incident, caught up with the out-of-control broom, destroyed it in the air, and then accurately caught the falling student.

Bringing Si Xiyao Li∩Fresh Bao received unprecedented warm applause from the onlookers.

"The headmaster is so handsome!" "Long live Potter!"...

To be honest, Harry didn't know where the frenzy was coming from, and it wasn't like he hadn't done anything like this before.Maybe not as proficient and courageous as this time, but it is almost the same...

Sighing secretly, Harry waited for their enthusiasm to cool down a bit, and earnestly instructed: "Even if it's a holiday, you should pay attention to safety, and don't act impulsively..."

The students said "I got it" enthusiastically, and within two days someone clashed with Slytherin again and sued him aggressively.

"Principal, come and give us justice! Slytherin has called Carlos a traitor, and now he is going to frame Ravenclaw's seniors for using black magic!"

"..."

Harry braced himself against the desk, let out a silent wail, and then got up as if nothing had happened.

"lead the way."

...Harry didn't expect that Claw's senior year was Autumn.

The Ravenclaw Seeker was still wearing a flattering fan, looking fresh and capable, the exact opposite of Harry's memory of the weeping breakup period.

He looked away and turned to the Carlo brothers and sisters opposite.

"Principal Potter." Brother Carrow preemptively said, "This time, our students are cursed, so they don't want to be locked up in Slytherin, right?"

"I haven't." Qiu retorted restrainedly.Her friend was not so polite: "It was these little ghosts who were sneaking around, trying to poison our party drinks, and Qiu found out!"

Caro sister calmed down and said: "Principal Potter, my brother and I have checked it. It's just an ordinary snot, which is good for the body."

Harry picked up the butterbeer at the center of the debate, observing the color and sniffing it thoughtfully.

"Too much will cause nosebleeds."

When helping Tom adjust the potion, Harry made this kind of mistake a lot.Seeing the questioning expressions of the Carlo brothers and sisters, he handed them to them without hesitation.

"Mr. Carlo, if you don't believe me, you can try drinking it yourself, a whole cup."

Brother Carlo snatched his gaze fiercely, and drank it doubtfully.The moment he swallowed his last mouthful, two streams of nosebleeds flowed out neatly.

Carlo sister worried: "Brother?!"

Brother Carlo waved his hand. There was nothing wrong with his body, it was just blood heat caused by the overpowering effect of the medicine.

But the visuals managed to make the Ravenclaws onlookers burst into laughter.

"Besides," Harry lifted up his long sleeves, revealing a very faint red mark on his arm, "several students wear traps on their bodies. If they encounter black magic, it will be reflected on the contract manager of the castle through defensive magic. This The traces appeared when the broom went out of control two days ago, because someone tried black magic at that time, and as the principal, I can prove that no one used black magic in this incident."

The evidence was so convincing that everyone was speechless.

Harry softened his tone, and said softly: "...I'm very glad that you have obeyed Principal Dumbledore's instructions."

Several Slytherins showed disgusted expressions, but Ravenclaw seemed to be quite useful, and became invisibly proud.

The Carlo brothers and sisters had dark eyes.Before they could say anything, Harry simply deducted points and sent everyone away.

Cho stayed last, her eyes falling on Harry.Harry didn't look at her, and left as if thinking about Cai Tai.

Before taking two steps, Qiu exclaimed from behind: "Harry be careful!"

"Thousands of snakes!" Brother Carlo shot a curse at the back of the man.

A black shadow like a vine stretched out from under his feet, directly attacking Harry!The shadow climbed up with smooth feet like a solid body, trying to restrain him completely.

This kind of attack is really tricky. Harry wanted to turn over and jump away the moment he felt the cold under his feet, but he was still tightly wrapped in one leg by the shadow, and he could only support it on one foot. Take control.

The spell hit the shadows on the ground, and they trembled immediately, unable to continue to entangle Harry under the magical wrestling of Brother Carlo and Harry.But how could Ka Luomei, who had been waiting for a long time, let go of the fight, and immediately pointed her wand at Harry, and shot the curse while he was in danger.

"Armor protection!" This time, Qiu had time to cut off the spell for Harry, and stepped forward to block Carlo's gaze, "Why did the two Carlos suddenly attack the principal?"

The students who had dispersed also stopped, and faintly regrouped, and some people retreated secretly, and the discussion cabin was stagnant.

The snake shadow on the ground was still ups and downs and trembling under the struggle between Harry and Brother Carlo, entangled in a dilemma.Harry had stabilized his body, put his other foot down outside the range of the snake's shadow, and looked sideways at Brother Carlo.

"If you are dissatisfied with your position, the two of you can ask me to terminate the employment contract at any time."

"..." Brother Carlo stopped with hatred.

After all, there was no reason to do anything, the two could only leave in disappointment.

Harry secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes and bumped into Pubo with Qiu and couldn't pretend not to see this time.

After hesitating for a while, he took the initiative to walk over and found that he had grown so tall that he needed to look down at the black-haired girl.

Qiu also looked at the dishes hesitantly, not knowing how to speak.

Without embarrassing her for too long, Harry took the initiative to say: "It seems that I haven't apologized to you, Qiu. Regarding our breakup last year, it was my fault."

Qiu was slightly moved, and softly called his name: "Harry..."

Harry said gently: "Now, I have found the person I really love, and I am very happy. I hope you will find it soon."

Qiu was inconspicuously stunned for a moment, nodded slightly, and stopped Harry when he turned to leave.

"I'm actually out, Harry, don't worry," she whispered. "Just wanted to tell you something, and it may have been said before, but I wanted you to know—you've done a great job, really. It's great."

Harry turned his head, unable to discern emotion.

"……thanks."

On the way back to the headmaster's office, Harry's mind was in a mess, and many images flashed scatteredly.

For some reason, the moment he saw Qiu after a long absence, what he thought of was not the last date with her, but the encounter with Tom at the bar after that date.

That's the beginning of Muggle days.

Then it got out of hand, he barely used Occlumency to deal with the students, and it was difficult to concentrate on the matter in front of him after he stopped, so he was successfully attacked by Brother Carlo.

Even Cho's encouragement didn't soothe the hungry beast inside.

Back in the office, he sat on a chair and couldn't calm down for a while.

He reached into the locked drawer, looked at Cang Yue Han Chi little by little, and took out the golden snitch from inside.

Missing when you can't see it, and when you know you can see it but can't, this kind of missing becomes torture.

Harry had tried his best to keep himself busy, keep the snitch out of his sight, and keep his brain from touching the locked soul inside.

But just such a small touch that has nothing to do with horses and cows is as uncontrollable as a flood bursting a bank.

He gritted his teeth, took out a volume of notes from the desk, and turned to a page that Hermione had marked in detail. After double-checking, Nabu walked into the office.

When the locket was taken out again, it was wrapped in darkness, except that it was close to the shoulders, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Cautiously but impulsively, he silently shaped a living body beside Harry.As soon as he materialized, he was hugged by Harry, who was only a breath away, his hands and feet were tightly wrapped around his body, making it difficult to move.It was dark in his field of vision. He tried to raise his left hand which was not held in his arms, but he stretched it halfway, and then touched the hard wall. After touching it twice, he confirmed that they were really locked in a sack.

Harry felt his struggle and locked his body even harder, breathing into his broad shoulders and freeing his hand to grab his missing left arm.

Harry knew that soon Tom would become angry, dangerous, and difficult to approach... He could only hold on to the present and try to absorb the temperature of this moment.

After discovering the Snitch's secret, he discussed it with Hermione, who, after spending three days in the library, gave him a detailed research note, the one Harry had just consulted.

The most critical part of it is that Hermione believes that the golden snitch is covered with a layer of magic that isolates soul communication, trapping the soul of the locket in the metal shell.Only by opening the Snitch can the Horcrux detect the outer space.

At the same time, they speculate, this implies that Horcruxes have a property that souls cannot be completely separated from the physical Horcruxes to which they are attached.In other words, when the locket is in a closed space, the soul inside may only appear in the same space, and cannot be separated from each other.

Harry chose to enter the cabinet to open the Snitch, in order to limit the space where Tom appeared, so as to lock him in the first place and gain the initiative for himself.

With a loud bang, the cabinet door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office was completely scrapped.

The figures of Liang Ping La came out and rolled on the ground.Tom held Harry down, but couldn't escape his embrace, and was quickly pushed back to the ground.The two flipped back and forth a few times, and Tom finally pressed Harry to the ground with the weight of his torso by virtue of his years of physical advantage.

But Harry's long arms and legs were still tightly wrapped around him, making it difficult to break free.

"Harry..." he whispered dangerously, "let go."

"Don't talk..." Harry breathed on his neck, "just for a while, okay?"

"I miss you."