The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Voldemort called Harry.

He guessed that the fifth-year messiah was still busy with OWLs, but the Dark Lord didn't care that much.Since Harry hadn't taken the initiative to fulfill this week's call agreement, he had every reason to harass.

The waiting tone on the phone didn't last long, and Harry had obviously developed the habit of carrying his phone with him.This realization pleased Voldemort.

Harry answered the phone with an energetic greeting: "Tom!"

Probably just ran into the corridor of the library, his voice was deliberately lowered, and there was a faint sound of chaotic breathing.

Voldemort asked, "What are you doing?"

"Library, study for the exam..." Harry was instantly frustrated, and muttered in a low voice, "Also pay attention to the headache..."

"Huh?" Voldemort asked seemingly inadvertently, but the interest in his eyes was full of enthusiasm.

"Aha...it's all right." Harry changed the subject, and couldn't help but say proudly, "You took the initiative to call me, what's the matter?"

The color in Voldemort's eyes darkened.He knew what answer Harry wanted to hear, and he wanted to whet the appetite of the little savior...

But he finally whispered, "I miss you too."

There was only breathing on the other end of the phone.

Voldemort read out the disordered heartbeat under the subtle rhythm.

The bright flames in the fireplace flickered, making the ink marks on the parchment appear delicate and hazy.

"Did the review go well?" he asked.

After a while, Harry replied: "Not very well..." He said gloomily, "Tom, I want to see you."

Voldemort raised the corners of his lips: "Come find me after the exam."

"Do you know what day it is?" Harry said pleasantly, "You didn't even ask me."

"I probably know." Voldemort answered casually. "I saw the deadline you marked on the cover of your notebook. Is astronomy the last one?"

Harry quickly replied: "The last one is magic—no, world history. It will be over at four in the afternoon, I think I can hand in the paper early—"

"Finish your exams well, Harry," said Voldemort. "I'll see you at five—how about dinner?"

Harry's smile almost pierced the airwaves: "It couldn't be better."

"This time—can I expect you to be on time?" In just three sentences, the Dark Lord's malicious teasing nature was fully exposed.

"Oh... you really hold a grudge!" Harry complained, "I swear! Hang a door one minute later!"

Both Akatsuki and the Dark Lord were shocked by the golden boy's determination, they didn't expect the casual teasing to be taken so seriously.According to Tom Roald's style, he should discourage such oaths.However, this time the situation is really special.

The night of the new moon came again, which was the first Muggle day after the transformation of the Horcrux.Whether the situation of losing magic power will improve as expected is still unknown, but it just happened to catch up with the Azkaban plan and was forced to advance.He had to give up his original plan to take the lead in person, and guard Harry Potter on the night of the operation day just in case.

That's the main purpose of this call.

His silence was regarded by Harry as speechless - in fact, it was almost the same - the Savior said triumphantly: "Feel my determination, Mr. Tom?"

"Impressive..." murmured Voldemort, "reckless."

"Tom!" Harry said angrily, "I'm listening."

Voldemort fell silent.Harry sighed and whispered, "I just want you to know that I mean it. Sorry for being late last time, forgive me, okay?"

"...Can I still say no?" Voldemort said helplessly, "Answer the questions well and don't fail."

Harry laughed, "Of course. You'll be rooting for me, right?"

Voldemort was kind: "Come on, Harry."

"Thank you." Harry's voice was low and soft. "This means a lot to me."

After finishing the call, Voldemort sat for a long time in front of the fire.Nagini slid down the back of the sofa and into his arms, hissing the snake letter.

Voldemort caressed its triangular head casually.

【That boy... I miss his body. 】

Nagini touched the owner of Parseltongue with the forked snake letter: [Do you want to mate? 】

The blood-red gaze fluctuated slightly, and moved to the boa constrictor, revealing a hint of coercive power: 【Good suggestion. 】

Nagini didn't feel like he was proposing.She simply raised her head to rub against him: [I'm so happy, you caught up with the end of spring.I believe that the human boy's estrous period is not over yet. 】

【...You have many misunderstandings about humans. 】Voldemort stood up and walked towards the study,【It's best not to expose in front of other people...those who dumped me. 】

[You are too much, Tom... Wait, where are you going, don't you want to eat?I'm hungry--】

On the other hand, Harry and Ron ended the day's review early.

Hermione stared up as they were packing up: "Aren't you coming back?"

"Just today," Ron murmured beggingly.

Hermione pursed her lips, looking like she was trying to hold back her harsh lesson.She understood that the two friends did not really enjoy her constant admonition.

Harry piled up the books, bent close to Hermione, and whispered, "I have something to confirm, and I don't want to delay your review time. Ron and I will study a little longer in the lounge tonight."

Ron opened his eyes wide and wanted to refute something, but seeing Hermione's surprised look, he swallowed and shut up.

"Is...about what?" Hermione couldn't help asking curiously.

"Malfoy." Harry whispered, looking around, "You know how weird he is lately."

Hermione agreed fiercely: "Very suspicious!"

Harry nodded: "Let's go first." Pulling Ron out of the library without looking back.

It's not because of a guilty conscience, it's because they will be driven away by Mrs. Pince if they continue talking.

The two boys were walking towards the cafeteria hall with their books in their arms. Ron pretended to glance back casually.

"Sure enough, I followed." Ron said hostilely.

Harry was not surprised: "Malfoy was summoned by Voldemort, what do you think will happen?"

Ron snorted: "Evil Malfoy! What else can we do? We must discuss how to deal with you."

Harry frowned and said, "Malfoy has been staring at me since he came back... I guess he has something to tell me."

"Don't listen to him, Harry!" Ron whispered. "He just got back from You-Know-Who! Too dangerous!"

"Calm down, Ron. He's not our match, is he?" Harry smiled instead. "And, even if he didn't need me, I'd ask him."

They parted as they passed the Quidditch pitch.Ron walked away anxiously, while Harry walked to the Black Lake with his book in his arms, and sat down on a dry grass along the river bank.

After a while, there was a rustling sound behind him, and Harry looked at his reflection on the lake and smiled.

"Alive." He said with a half-smile, "Malfoy."

Draco stood behind him, not coming any closer.He narrowed his eyes and looked at his back.

Harry glanced back at him: "Feels good?" He moved the book aside, patted the seat next to him, "Sit."

"..." Draco didn't understand what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he hesitated.Harry didn't want to wait for a moment, and sneered aggressively: "Is this crossing the river and tearing down the bridge? I'm really not surprised at all, insidious and cunning Slytherin."

"Shut up." Draco finally got a little angry, and strode over to sit down, "I appreciate you, Potter. But it doesn't mean I have to obey you. Besides - nothing happened, no ?"

Harry let out a short, mocking laugh. "Only fear keeps you going. You can just pretend that the fear that didn't happen didn't exist and go on deluding yourself."

"Harry Potter!" Draco yelled, "What are you trying to say?"

"I should ask you this. After following me for so long, don't you plan to explain it?"

Draco pursed his lips, staring at him silently.Harry stared at him intently, making no secret of his desperation for the answer.

Finally, Draco was the first to look away.

He glanced around, gritted his teeth and said, "Any contact with you - anytime, I'm risking my life, Potter!"

Harry said stiffly, "I think you have a choice."

When Draco heard this, his gray eyes were slightly slack: "I don't know... I don't think I have..." He murmured a few indistinct words in a low voice, and his eyes refocused, "Okay. I do I have something to tell you, Potter."

Harry had been waiting a long time.Draco took a deep breath. "Listen, the assurance I asked you for was serious. Even now."

Harry nodded slowly, and Draco continued: "In exchange—since I've survived, I know it's impossible to ask you to continue that promise for nothing—I've decided to offer you a chance to save your life as well."

Harry's expression finally revealed a trace of warmth.

Draco said: "Listen, without threatening my own life, I will do my best to give you a chance to escape. It is up to you to decide when to do so."

The boy with light blond short hair was still pale, but his face was a little more bloody than yesterday, and he looked much more lively.

He stared nervously at Harry, occasionally looking around anxiously, afraid that someone might overhear the conversation.

Harry pondered for a moment, then said, "I'm somewhat impressed by you, Malfoy."

The compliment didn't seem to comfort Draco. "Then make an appointment."

"Wait." Harry said, "Change this opportunity into an intelligence."

Draco's heart sank: "What information?"

Harry's eyes lit up: "Intel about Death Eater operations."

"...Are you kidding me!" Draco stood up excitedly, "You're going to kill me!"

"No! It's just providing information..."

"I will be executed!" Draco blushed and roared, "Master hates traitors the most!"

"Let me go is the way to kill you!" Harry also stood up excitedly, "Just tell me the time and place—" His voice stopped abruptly, he suddenly realized something, and stared at Germany with wide eyes. Laco, "You just—what did you call him—?"

Draco's face turned pale instantly, and he took a step back, his lips trembling slightly.Harry took a step forward and approached him, looking intently into his eyes, not missing any openings. "You called him—Master—didn't you!"

Draco began to shake his head in horror, stepping back.

"That's what a Death Eater is! You're now—"

"Shut up!" Draco couldn't help but shouted, "It's none of your business, Potter! That's what I always wanted to do, and it doesn't mean anything at all. Remember our agreement and don't think about unnecessary things!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode away as if he could no longer bear such a conversation.

Harry stared at his back as he disappeared into the castle, knelt down to pick up the book, brushed off the grass, and walked slowly towards the cafeteria to meet Ron.

He got the information he wanted.

In the corner of the common room at night, Harry recounted his conversation with Malfoy to Ron and Hermione, who had come all the way from the library.

It took the two of them a while to digest.Ron said: "I bet there must be that disgusting Dark Mark on Malfoy's arm now!"

Hermione nodded in agreement, and said to Harry, "You're so sharp, Harry."

"What should we do next?" Harry asked his good friends in a low voice, "There must be a conspiracy for Voldemort to recruit him."

Hermione also frowned: "Harry's suspicion is very reasonable. Malfoy must have received instructions from the Dark Lord, so he felt that providing information was more risky than letting you go."

Ron said disdainfully: "With Hogwarts and Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix protecting Harry, how can he let Harry go? Slytherin will play tricks."

Harry said worriedly: "He saw my phone conversation with Tom yesterday. I was very worried...he must not let him know about Tom's existence."

Both Hermione and Ron agreed.

"Let's observe for a few days first. Now is the final sprint before the exam. If Malfoy acts rashly, it should not be difficult to detect." Hermione finally suggested, "Harry hide the phone temporarily, and we will take turns to monitor Malfoy. "

In the last few days before the OWLs exam, the three of Harry sat at the same long table with Malfoy to review almost every day.Every day, looking up and looking down, the eyes of swords and swords were engaged in a joyous battle, especially the eyes of Ron and Malfoy, and the crackling electric light could almost be seen trembling at the intersection of the eyes.

Until they walked into the exam room, Ron spared no effort to sarcasm that "Slytherins are habitual cheaters", and Draco countered that "Gryffindor's brain is full of muscles".Neither of them could attack each other further, because the exam was about to enter.

As the exams progressed, Hermione's focus gradually shifted to her own grades, Ron had already begun to prepare for the Quidditch carnival after the exams, and Harry was thinking about having dinner with Tom As agreed, the three unknowingly relaxed their surveillance on Malfoy.

In the final History of Magic examination room, Harry quickly finished answering the questions he could do, flipping through the test paper impatiently, trying to find out the possible origin of wizarding festivals in the twelfth century from several moving maps.He tried to keep his attention from being distracted by the floating doorkey in his pocket—

In order to ensure that he arrived at Roald's house on time, he prepared all available means of transportation.Even temporary self-training has further strengthened the proficiency of apparition.Not to mention that the exam ends at four o'clock, even if it ends exactly at five o'clock, he can reach Roald's house in one second.

Just when he was unknowingly distracted, someone handed in the paper ahead of time.

Harry looked up, just in time to see the back of Malfoy leaving the classroom.In a flash of his thoughts, he simply scribbled an answer, picked up the paper and rushed over to hand it in, before leaving the examination room later.

He controlled his strength, and the sound of opening and closing the door was very small, until Malfoy walked a long way before gently closing the door, and followed behind on tiptoe.But this time Malfoy looked extremely alert.After Harry was almost spotted around a corner, he gritted his teeth, estimated Malfoy's target, and rushed back to the Gryffindor dormitory to get his invisibility cloak.

After putting on the Invisibility Cloak, he rushed to the Slytherin common room without stopping, and sneaked in behind a group of junior Slytherins, just in time for Malfoy to come out with a package.

Harry immediately held his breath until Malfoy passed by, and then hung behind him at a distance.

Malfoy went to the Room of Requirement.Harry himself had been here quite a few times, and with his experience, he almost followed Malfoy in.For a moment he thought Malfoy was going to notice, but in the end he realized it was the big package that was blocking the door.

Malfoy went into a dark room, making it easier for Harry to hide himself.Before he could get any closer, however, Malfoy began to undress.

Harry guessed countless possibilities along the way, but he never thought of Malfoy's strange hobby.

Fortunately, he was not dumbfounded for a long time, Malfoy only took off one coat, and then he opened the package, revealing the clothes inside.Black cloak and silver mask.

Harry's eyes widened for a moment.

— in Death Eater attire!

Malfoy really has a conspiracy!

Malfoy seemed to be in a hurry. After getting dressed, he opened the door of a cabinet without putting away his things. He quickly crawled in and disappeared into the cabinet under Harry's helpless gaze.