The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Harry hung up the phone, feeling like he'd screwed up.The originally sweet Easter date has somehow become entangled with Qiu.There was little chance of talking to Cho tonight, and there was no chance of going to Grimmauld Place to practice apparating tomorrow morning, so there was no chance of resolving the misunderstanding before the date... Harry thought it was strange that Tom would not be angry by then.

He sighed and went back to the dormitory early to sleep.As a result, he woke up from hunger before dawn in the morning. He touched his glasses dizzily and had to get up to look for food.

The early morning light shone in, and the Hogwarts castle was quiet. The fat woman moved away half asleep and half awake, and gave way to the entrance and exit of the Gryffindor lounge. Harry whispered sorry to her, he was hungry go downstairs.

Fortunately, the house-elves were always working so tirelessly, busy in the kitchen day and night, Harry's stomach was finally soothed here.He regained his energy, went back to the dormitory to wash and change clothes, took yesterday's notebook and wand, and left.

Sirius made an appointment with him at the Shrieking Shack as usual, and Harry got there early, sitting on the ground and reviewing the main points he had learned yesterday.

Knowing your body is the most important thing, but Harry doesn't think it's a big deal.The most troublesome thing is the second point, but when talking to Tom yesterday, Harry suddenly realized——

Intense, determination to occupy a space.

He tried to use the haystack on the opposite side as the white sofa in the living room of Roald's house, trying to recall his mood last night.And then there's the third tip, calm down—that's not too difficult for the current situation.

Harry suddenly lost his vision, or it became pitch black and he couldn't see anything. Immediately afterwards, the space in all directions shrank, as if his body had become a compressible sponge, being stuffed into a long and thin In the rubber tube, it was so uncomfortable that it made people want to vomit.But this was not the worst. There was a strong pulling sensation in his left hand, as if it had been pulled off in an instant, and the pain made him unable to help but scream out.

Harry didn't even realize that he had emerged from the darkness and reappeared on the haystack. He grabbed his left hand in pain and found that it had disappeared out of thin air below the wrist!

At the same time, a black shadow broke into the door.Accompanied by the ferocious barking of dogs, the black shadow immediately turned into the appearance of Sirius.He lunged straight at Harry, drawing his wand too fast to catch, and with a bang, purple smoke enveloped Harry.

The pain in his left hand went away, and Harry felt his hand again, gasping and coughing in the smoke in shock.

"Harry! How can you practice the Apparation Charm by yourself?"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Sirius' anxious and worried voice hit his head and face.He went straight around to the other side, grabbed Harry's newly recovered left hand and examined it carefully.

"Fortunately, I arrived in time, it's too dangerous! You just had a split!"

Harry was still in shock, but he noticed the unclosed door for the first time, and stood up panting: "We have to close the door, Sirius, it's too dangerous for you to do this."

Sirius walked quickly back to close the door, then turned to meet Harry's eyes, and said helplessly, "That's ridiculous, Harry, it looks like we're both at stake in each other's eyes."

Harry said seriously, "I really don't want you to take any chances, Sirius."

Sirius said: "Then you should understand, I am the same. Not much to say, let's leave here first."

He produced a soft ruler, let Harry hold one end, and activated the portkey.

The feeling of the belly button being hooked made Harry want to throw up again, the colors and sounds whirled wildly, and he clutched the tape measure tightly, feeling his hair dance in the wind.When they landed again, they were already standing in No. 12, Grimmauld Place.

Sirius took him to the small lounge next to his bedroom, where the environment for practicing Apparation had been set up.

"Here, Harry." Sirius pointed to the red circle drawn on the ground, "The content of today's practice is to find a way to apparate into here. But there is a prerequisite, I must be present during the practice."

Harry recalled the feeling of emptiness under his left wrist, and had no doubts about that.

"Do you know why it failed just now, Harry?"

Sirius concluded, before Harry practiced again.

"The biggest reason for the split body is that the first point I said was not fulfilled. Harry, you must think that you already know your body very well, but you still forgot your unused left hand when you Apparated. This is very Obvious blunder, because we don't always know all the parts of our bodies that well. Most of the time they are in the mind as a whole, and all the details are only unfolded when needed."

"...But apparition is different. We must be aware of every detail of the body at that moment. Not a single hair can be omitted-of course, it is acceptable to lose only one hair-so as to avoid separation tragedy happened."

After the first failure, coupled with Sirius' explanation, Harry had a deeper understanding of the first key.However, due to the psychological shadow of the split body, he was unable to achieve firm calmness as easily as he did at the beginning.I can only try the spell over and over again, trying to make myself appear in that red circle.

Grimmauld Square NO.12 is now the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, so Harry's arrival is naturally impossible to hide from everyone. Fortunately, according to Sirius, Dumbledore does not object to Harry's practice of Apparition, so they don't need to. Dodge other Order of the Phoenix members.Sirius also specially called Lupine to guard Harry's safety with him.

After a morning of practice, Harry felt that at least he would not make the fatal mistake of splitting his body again.

"So there's really no need for the two of you to babysit me," Harry grumbled at the lunch table. "It was just an accident this morning, Sirius. I missed the first point, not now."

I don't listen to three big words written on Sirius' face: "There is no harm in having more than one person."

Harry's eyes became aggrieved and resentful, and Lupine comforted, "You've made great progress, Harry. I think you'll be able to Apparate in just a few times."

Harry's eyes lit up when he heard that, "Really?"

This time Sirius boasted proudly, "Of course! You're as smart as James, Harry!"

The affirmation from two powerful wizards gave Harry more motivation, and he practiced more focused in the afternoon, and his progress was faster than expected.

Although Sirius still forbade him from Apparating without an adult wizard in his care, Harry felt that he was actually sure of success.

Sirius seemed to guess what he was thinking, and gave Harry something after practice.

"It's a Driftgate key," said Sirius.

Harry looked at the silver snuff bottle in his hand, the surface was carved with complicated patterns, and the sides were inlaid with broken green gemstones—compared with ordinary portkeys, it looked too delicate.

"The Driftgate key..." Harry repeated inexplicably.

"Yes." Sirius said, "It took me a long time to find this from the family collection. It is not an ordinary door key. It can temporarily bind the destination through a simple spell, and the destination can be changed at any time."

Harry asked curiously, "Why did you give it to me?"

"Well, it's not that hard to make a Portkey, you know, especially for some powerful wizards... so we don't really need it. But I think you'll need it—"

Sirius grinned slyly at him.

"Bind the destination to Roald's house, Harry, so that you can rush to him at any time."

Harry blushed violently, trying to ignore his unserious associations, and changed the subject, "I guess you don't want me to risk using Apparation, do you?"

Sirius smiled and said: "That is indeed a very important reason. However, don't forget that Hogwarts cannot use Apparation, Harry, you are there most of the time."

Sirius was right, the Driftgate key gave Harry a great sense of security.He said with heartfelt gratitude, "Thank you, Sirius."

Sirius patted Harry on the back, "Don't be so extravagant, Harry! Learn the binding spell now, I promise it's much easier than Apparating."

Harry spent a little more time learning the little magic spell that binds the destination. Sirius is not exaggerating at all. The simplicity of this magic is basically at the level of the Flying Curse and the Arahor Hole.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to ask Sirius about his infiltration mission. "When are you going to Azkaban?"

Sirius looked like he should have come or came, "It's no good for us if you ask, Harry. Don't forget that you are not qualified for Occlumency?"

"...You promise to come back immediately after confirmation." Harry demanded unwillingly.

"Please, that's not something to be missed..." Sirius wanted to roll his eyes, "...Okay, I promise!"

Harry reluctantly gave up the questioning, and said goodbye to Sirius and Lupine.

"The OWLs exam went well!" Lupine blessed.Although Harry wished he hadn't brought it up...

Returning to Hogwarts from Grimmauld Place, Harry felt full and exhausted.He practiced magic for a whole day, and in retrospect, it was hard work that even he couldn't believe.But the process is not tormented, but the long-term worries are soothed, and when you sink into your dreams, it can even be called tranquility and serenity.

There was no dream all night, and Harry slept soundly until the middle of the morning before getting out of bed in a trance.The sky is already bright, and you can feel the strong light of three poles in the sun through the bed curtain.Harry sat blankly for a while, then suddenly shivered, and took out his phone from the bedside to check the time.

09:30? !

"...It's over!"

He almost jumped out of the bed, rushed to wash up, and rushed back to change clothes like a whirlwind.

Ron was stunned by the side: "Today is the second day of the holiday, Harry, usually everyone only thinks they have to go to class on the first morning?"

Harry finished dressing in a hurry, finally put his wand and silver snuffbox into his backpack, and said anxiously: "I have an appointment with Tom at nine o'clock today-too ​​late, too late, goodbye Ron!"

"...goodbye." Ron said to the slamming dormitory door.

"...Who is Tom?" Neville asked in a daze, another roommate who was woken up after sleeping late.

"Um..." Ron said, racking his brains, "a Muggle who repairs phones... maybe?"

Neville's expression became more confused, and Ron continued with a dry smile: "Well...you know that Harry is very interested in that kind of Muggle owl recently...I heard that it has been a little bit out of order recently, and Harry asked someone to fix it .”

"Is that so..." Neville lost interest and fell back on the bed.

"Yes, that's it."

Ron said confidently that he felt that his Tom Roald series of lies would soon be compiled into a book.

The author has something to say:

Ahem, the Dark Lord's Little Black Book of Revenge:

[Harry] 1. Autumn!open! 2. late!arrive!

【Sirius】Assault on Roald House. (It's an assist, boss!

[Ron] Say who fixes the phone? (.

Demon King: Let me think about where to start to get angry (kill)

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