The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Harry was awakened by a ringing bell in a daze, and fumbled unconsciously, and actually found the mobile phone in the clothes next to the bed.

"The phone..." he muttered dazedly, "Who is it..." Just as he was about to answer it, Tom hijacked him halfway.

"It's my phone." Tom's voice was also imperceptibly sleepy.But he woke up completely in the next second, because Nagini's name was written on the caller ID.

Cold sweat brushed the back of his head.Whether Harry saw the name or answered the phone, his true identity would be revealed.

He shot a quick glance at Harry, who had already lost sleep again, and the teenage sleep was clearly extraordinary.

"..." Tom turned his mobile phone to silent, and walked a long way out of the bedroom before picking it up.

[Tom! 】 Nagini couldn't wait to shout.

Tom used English cautiously: "What's the matter?"

[There are several people waiting to see you. 】Nagini triumphantly said, 【I think you and that boy have almost had sex~ the mating is over, and I deliberately delayed calling you until now. 】

"...understood." Tom said dryly, "keep them waiting. Besides, the phone is not allowed to speak until I speak."

Hanging up the phone, Tom went back to the bedroom, Harry was still fast asleep.At first he could watch quietly, thinking about the situation.The results of the Azkaban operation, the follow-up arrangements of the Death Eaters, the handling of incompetent personnel, the suspicious points that may be discovered by the cover-up and reversal team...

Unknowingly, this kind of thinking stagnated, and I began to turn to the young body on the bed.Harry's sleeping position was very restless, his back was flipping naked~ revealing a section of delicate skin, extending down the waistline, and he could vaguely see the beautiful and strong buttocks.

Tom's eyes became dangerous and burning.Soon he decided not to wait patiently, and came to the bed, leaning over to wake Harry a little more violently.By coincidence, the latter turned over and pointed the back of his head at him.

Tom paused for only a second, then slowly moved closer, leaning on the side of the pillow with one hand and turning Harry's face back with the other.

Harry, who hadn't woken up yet, was so harassed that he wanted to push it away, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't make any effort, and he was woken up by the fierce kiss before opening his eyes.Tom was tasting his lower lip, and Harry woke up, almost thinking he was dreaming, and tried to respond, but the lips were quickly let go, and the kiss moved to his neck, biting lightly on the Adam's apple.Harry couldn't help but let out a cry.

His body started to heat up, his ears were as red as ripe apples, "Tom... what are you doing..."

Tom looked up and gave him a look in the midst of his busy schedule, "It's just as you guessed it, be you."

Harry was killed by that look, and he didn't recover until Tom's hand got inside his clothes and grabbed it.

"Wait a minute... a big incident just happened yesterday." He recalled the Dark Mark over Azkaban, and his charming thoughts disappeared immediately, "I must hurry back to Hogwarts."

Tom lowered his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and his tone seemed a little dangerous: "At this time, Harry?"

Realizing that his lover might be having some kind of interest, Harry couldn't help but smiled awkwardly and apologetically, sat up and cupped his face, kissed him flatteringly, and then rolled over and got off the bed. "Sorry, I disappeared all night, I have to go back quickly to reassure my friends."

To be honest, besides this, he still has a little unprepared escape mentality.After all, it was an unconventional combination. Although Harry wasn't expecting it, he was really nervous and afraid.In any case, now is not a good time for seeking a breakthrough.

Tom sat on the bed and watched him pull up his trousers as he walked to the bathroom, somehow seeing the sign of fleeing.

The irritability of being interrupted turned into a joke, and he also got up and followed to the bathroom, leaning against the door to watch Harry wash up.

"Where are the wizards' means of communication? Can't you make a magic phone call to them?"

Harry shrugged and mumbled, with foam in his mouth, "Well... just write..."

Nonsense.

Tom retorted in his heart, he had invented several communication magics by himself...Damn it, none of the saviors could master it.

"...Oh. What a laggard."

When he said this, his expression was particularly smelly.

Unaware, Harry spit out mouthwash and agreed, "I think so too. Muggle phones are so easy to use, I'm planning to recommend them to Ron and Hermione."

After he washed and wiped his face, he found that Tom hadn't said a word for a long time, and explained intimately: "Ron and Hermione are my best friends, and they are also wizards. But Hermione's parents are Muggles, and she is very interested in Muggles." Melon is more familiar with things than I am, I guess you can get along well."

Tom was noncommittal.Changed the subject: "The police want us to take notes this morning. What are you going to do, Mister Wizard?"

Harry thought for a while, walked out of the bathroom, and began to get dressed: "I guess it's okay. The Ministry of Magic will erase their memories..." He stopped suddenly, turned around and watched Tom up and down, "Speaking of which, you will also be found... …Uh, would you mind being erased from last night? …Well, don’t stare at me like that, just kidding. I’ll find a way to explain it to the Ministry.”

Tom rolled his eyes blankly, not expecting anything good from Harry.

"Don't worry, I'm moving today. Just let them find me."

Harry was taken aback: "Moving? Why?"

"If you go and see what my living room looks like now, that's why."

Harry recalled the fierce battle last night, and the whole floor must have been destroyed horribly.

He dressed and came down the stairs, Tom following.The situation in the living room was even worse than Harry had imagined.

The floor was completely destroyed, the furniture was crumbling, and there were bullet holes everywhere, few of which were intact; glass shards were scattered everywhere, broken bricks and stones were mixed with soil, and the place was in a mess.

To Harry's surprise, there was a yellow cordon around the outermost perimeter, sealing off the damaged area.

"That's the scene of the crime pulled out by the police last night, and it needs to be protected to maintain the status quo. So this house can't be lived in."

"...Sorry, Tom." Harry whispered knowingly. "How much does it cost to buy a house? I'll pay you."

"Wizard's money?" Tom's emphasis was a bit strange.

"No, we can convert to Muggle currency."

He looked at Harry thoughtfully, and shook his head: "No money is needed. How about you owe me once?"

Harry was eager to make amends, and nodded repeatedly.Tom led him into the little room by the stairs to get the Invisibility Cloak, the double-way mirror, and the key to the snuffbox door.

"I found it on that lunatic yesterday, and I put it away for you before the police arrived."

Harry said joyfully, "It's amazing!" Tom even prepared a backpack to store them in. Harry carried them on his back and asked curiously, "How did you beat him?"

"Guns," said Tom boastfully. "I'm pretty good at that."

Harry recalled that yesterday Tom had a black weapon in his hand that made a deafening sound, but he still had no idea what power it had - he didn't know it yet because Tom missed a single hit enemy.

As Tom described to him an imaginary wand-gun fight, he was shocked by the picture.

If it weren't for a wizard as powerful as himself, when facing Muggle firearms, it would be very likely to be injured or even killed in battle.

His determination to practice spear skills became stronger.At the same time, he also felt that it was necessary to find a few reliable Death Eaters to get a proper exposure to the Muggle world.There are many things that are more and more necessary to explore, and he cannot do everything himself.

"Impressive battle." Harry's bright green eyes shone almost lovingly. "You're brave, Tom. I'm proud."

Tom felt goosebumps and said weirdly, "Are you kidding some seven-year-old?"

Harry laughed at his statement and shook his head, not arguing, truly accommodating like a parent.

"I have to go back to school." He said with some reluctance.

Tom suggested: "Let's have some breakfast together?" He selectively forgot about the Death Eaters who were waiting for him.

Harry smiled back at each other: "Good idea."

The early morning air was damp and cold, and the Regal District was sparsely populated. Harry shivered, seeing Tom walking straight onto the sidewalk, and hurriedly followed.

"We've got to walk." Tom's pace was slow, and he didn't return to normal until Harry was beside him.

Harry's joy was visibly extinguished as he thought of James' misfortune because of himself.The few words they had talked flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.

"...You can also drive another person."

"I can't drive," said Tom, "and the car broke down."

Harry was slightly taken aback.James had said that Tom was not alone in driving, but Tom had misunderstood his advice.

"I'll learn to drive." Harry said again, remembering his wish rejected by James, "I can be your driver at this time in the future."

"That's an overkill," said Tom. "The Savior's going to be my chauffeur..." He chuckled.

"If possible, I really don't want to be a savior." Harry rolled his eyes at him and sighed, "Being chased and killed by a terrifying lunatic since childhood, whoever likes it will be fine."

It would be embarrassing for most people to say that in person.However, Tom obviously did not belong to the majority of people. Instead of accepting it well, he took advantage of the opportunity to ask Harry for more.

They walked and chatted all the way.Harry briefly explained the origin of the name of his savior, and popularized the common sense of the wizarding world to him, emphasizing the danger of this Azkaban jailbreak.

"In the future, you must always be on the lookout for people in strange costumes. They are probably wizards. Those who come out of Azkaban are extremely dangerous dark wizards. If you encounter them, call me immediately, you understand?"

Harry looked serious as if Tom was really a seven-year-old.

"When you move to a new house, I'm going to get familiar with it quickly, so that I can use Apparation at any time in case of danger. And the place where you work, the place you often go to... this time it's the portkey that caused the trouble, I think In the future, I still have to rely on my own magic."

There was no one in the breakfast room in the early morning, and the recommended dishes were displayed in the glass window.Tom seemed uninterested in them, but they really had no choice, since there was hardly one restaurant open in the morning for a kilometer around.

"I'm not yet an adult, and I can't use magic outside of school without special circumstances." Harry said regretfully, "Otherwise, I can take you to Apparate to the Moen Bar."

They went into the restaurant and stopped talking about wizards.The waiter led them to a quiet street-facing seat, and after ordering and leaving, the two continued their conversation.

"Didn't you use enough last night?" Tom reminded him.

"Oh... I checked." Harry smiled slyly, "As long as there are adult wizards around, the Ministry of Magic can't check who used the magic."

Tom stared at him. Although this statement was true, it was still impossible to escape the Ministry of Magic who wanted to find fault... However, the situation with his aftermath was different.From the results, Harry's idea is not bad.

It was incredible luck.

It wasn't clear before that he didn't get in touch, but now he almost doubts that this is some kind of talent of the savior.

Because of the inevitable occasional Muggle passing around, their conversation during breakfast was very restrained.

For the first time, Harry let go of the big stone in his heart. He was able to communicate with Tom as a wizard, quickly settled his own food, and pulled Tom, who had always lacked appetite, to leave the restaurant.He couldn't wait to share his knowledge of the wizarding world with him.

"I mentioned to you before that the exam I just finished yesterday is actually OWLs, the full name is the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination. It is very important to us, so we have been preparing for it throughout the fifth grade. I handed in the last one in advance last night , because Malfoy is too suspicious, I followed him secretly to discover the big secret of the Death Eaters..."

Harry was so excited that he explained all the adventures of last night.Tom's perception of the savior's audacity was once again refreshed.He didn't even know that Harry had witnessed his brief appearance outside Azkaban to ward off the dementors!None of Draco's failures in the exposure plan impressed him more than this...

They went all the way back to Roald's house before saying goodbye in front of the courtyard gate.

Harry summoned the Knight Bus in front of him, and said to him before getting on the bus, "Next time I will show you around the wizarding world."

Tom didn't think it was a good idea, so he choked out a sentence: "...Be careful."

Harry got into the car and quickly ran to the car window and waved at him, "Call me as soon as you move!"

Tom watched as he and the Knight Bus were squeezed into a gap and disappeared in front of him, realizing that something was wrong.

When Harry no longer concealed his identity as a wizard, and even actively tried to pull him into it...

Sooner or later, the identity of the wizard will be revealed.