The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Compared with the thrilling day of this day, Harry's life in the following summer vacation can be said to be peaceful and warm.

Every day in his room, he flips through old magazines, reviews unfamiliar spells and potion formulas, wipes brooms and Quidditch models—he has nothing to do, but he can’t stop worrying about the war, so he has to do something What to relieve anxiety.

Meals were delivered to the door at all times, and a square trap had been dug out of the bedroom door, through which the plates were passed each time—the Dursleys were increasingly avoiding him.

But they really don't dare to offend him now, because Tom texts him every day.The Dursleys were of course critical of his romantic orientation, but Tom seemed to be doing Uncle Vernon a great favor, and Harry even heard them discuss moving if they were seen.

"We can live in the city of London! That way life will be much more convenient, and Dada can meet really decent friends!" Uncle Vernon said wheezingly, his face was purple with excitement and nervousness.

Even Harry was kind of expecting that if he moved to the city, it would be closer to where Tom lived.They might still be neighbors.

Apart from cleaning broomsticks and Quidditch models, the only thing that made Harry feel a little bit happier in the boring and anxious days was that the frequency of contact with Tom had increased.They used to talk once a week, now they call once a day or two.Not only that, Harry has also developed the habit of regularly sending text messages to check on the post, and confirms the safety of his boyfriend every day.

[You don't need to worry so much, it's not that I don't have ways to protect myself. ] Tom advised him so, [and the Death Eaters don't even know I exist. ]

Harry finds his boyfriend's overconfidence worrisome.

[Don't let your guard down, Sirius still doesn't know how he was discovered by Voldemort.When you go out, tell me where you are at any time, and if something happens, I will immediately apparate to save you. ]

Harry waited a long time for a reply to this text message.

[Report safe every day.This is the limit, Harry. ]

Ever since the Sirius thing was said on the phone, Tom had restrained any inclination to use magic, even apparating to his house for emergencies.

Although Harry didn't say anything on the surface, he had already made up his mind that he would break the holiday ban if necessary.Tom must have guessed his mind, so he refused to report his whereabouts.

However, it is also good to have a regular report every day.At least half of Harry's anxieties were soothed.

The other half was, of course, aimed at Sirius.After that time, Sirius really found Voldemort's tracking spell on his body, which made him toss around outside for a long time to confirm that there was no black magic left on his body before he dared to return to the Order of the Phoenix.

Harry was terrified by his reckless behavior, and as soon as he returned to Grimmauld Place, he began to monitor him with double-sided mirrors every day.

"You must never run out on your own again!" Harry reiterated solemnly, "The arrest warrant is still there, and the Umbridge incident happened again, the Ministry of Magic has a grudge against the Order of the Phoenix, and Voldemort doesn't know what he wants to use you for." .You are not safe anywhere now but 12 Grimmauld Place."

"..." Sirius was speechless for a while, "Is there something wrong with us, I am your godfather, Harry."

"It doesn't matter," said Harry. "I just saved you once. Don't want this to happen again."

Now Sirius had nothing to say.He had to accept Harry's regular supervision every day, reporting his position three times in the morning, noon and evening.This eased their mutual loneliness considerably—Harry was trapped at his Muggle uncle's house, while Sirius was stuck at Black's old house—and neither of them had anyone around them to talk to.

Harry's friends still don't tell him too much about the wizarding world, which makes Harry regret for a while that he didn't subscribe to the damn "Daily Prophet" during the summer vacation, which at least gives him something new to know every day, "Singing" The Quibbler is still only a weekly magazine.

Fortunately, Sirius had completely ignored the rules of the Order of the Phoenix, and told Harry every day the news he knew, including some of the current situation of the Order of the Phoenix.

But they all found that Sirius knew less and less.

"The Death Eater situation is getting more and more confusing now, and Moody suspects that we have an insider, and Professor McGonagall has been in charge of intelligence management during the summer vacation." Sirius said, "But I'm afraid it won't help. I have been deeply involved before, and I have long found that there seems to be more and more information about the Death Eaters, but in fact it is all messy and lace news, and few of them are really useful. I didn’t even hear the wind in Knockturn Alley , the Aurors arrived earlier than us, it's a shame."

"... at least this shows that the Ministry of Magic is making progress?" Harry tried to say positively. "What else can we expect from the Aurors."

Sirius sneered unceremoniously: "Come on, this time - can you believe it - the director of the Misuse of Muggle Substances Division - took the lead! That coward Aurus Scrimgeour only knows how to save his life , at the beginning they were not even willing to send anyone!"

It was the first time Harry knew the inside story, "The one who reported Mr. Weasley last time?"

"Crowley, that's right, it's him." Sirius looked a little better, "This time the person who caught the most Death Eaters turned out to be him. Moody clamored every day at the meeting to win Crowell to join Phoenix." Club, Arthur tried, and Crowell didn't bother."

Harry asked in surprise, "Why, since he's also against Death Eaters?"

Sirius' eyes darkened, "The world is not black and white, Harry." His answer finally revealed a trace of adult complexity, "We are not the only righteous party, just like the Death Eaters are not the only evil camp-"

"Aren't they?" Harry asked back.

Sirius paused, and objectively said that he was not very happy: "Azkaban existed as early as the fifteenth century, and criminals were imprisoned there for many years. Even in the years when Voldemort lost power, new dark wizards were constantly arrested. Arrest and imprisonment. Do you think it's full of Death Eaters?"

Harry shook his head, and Sirius turned to gritted teeth and said, "But they're definitely the most evil of them all!"

Harry hesitated for a moment, then nodded.Only then was Sirius slightly satisfied, and continued: "Also, even as a member of it, I have to admit that there are indeed many problems in the Order of the Phoenix. Crowell is an official of the Ministry of Magic and has his own goals. Even if he doesn't want to join The Order of the Phoenix is ​​no surprise."

Sirius' words had Harry lost in thought.This was the first time he had seen righteous people outside of the Order of the Phoenix, and his thinking seemed to be suddenly enlightened, and he suddenly realized that the Order of the Phoenix was not the only way out.

Not long ago he was still sad that he was excluded from the Order of the Phoenix system, but Crowell's existence reminded him that the Order of the Phoenix was not the only one that could fight the Death Eaters.

At a time when Knockturn Alley had left him feeling hopeless, Crowell's actions reminded him that they—the Order and the Saviors—were not alone.

In this world, there are still firm and strong people who fight for their own justice.

Harry genuinely took a liking to Crowell.

There is still a hint of curiosity longing for closeness.

He could fully understand how the Order of the Phoenix wanted to recruit the Director of the Forbidden Objects Department.

"If Dumbledore is here, there is still some hope. After all, his persuasive power is the strongest. Unfortunately, since the Knockturn Alley incident, I can't find anyone else. I don't know where I am busy all day long." Sirius said without hope Say, "Let's not talk about you now, I bet no more than three people in the entire Order know what he's doing."

Harry found himself not complaining as much about Headmaster Dumbledore's concealment as he used to.Maybe it was Crowell's incident that gave him new inspiration, maybe he finally realized that he can't always count on the unconditional trust of others.

After experiencing the adventure of Azkaban and the death of Sirius, Harry has understood that many things can only depend on himself after all.

In the past, he always looked forward to someone who could be his backer - that almost defaulted to the role of headmaster Dumbledore - but now, he must be hard and strong, as the backing of his relatives, friends and lovers.

At this time last year, he was still feeling aggrieved that he was concealed by everyone, but now he can calmly accept this reality and think more about how to actually protect the people he cares about.

In addition to watching Sirius and Tom every day, he devotes more attention to the learning of magical knowledge, even including his most hated potions and Occlumency - in fact, they are the only ones in Harry during the holidays when magic cannot be used. Items that can be practiced.

For the first time, Harry discovered how delightful it was to study them on his own without an obnoxious dour professor around.

It wasn't long before the issue of The Quibbler he'd ordered and funded arrived, with the photo Luna had mentioned on the cover, and Harry regretted it the moment he saw it.

He should have thought that Luna's father would be no better than his daughter thought.

Because that's a very uncomfortable photo.

The little wizard floated in mid-air like a lifeless rag. His limbs were not perfect. Below stood several black-robed wizards wearing silver masks. , as if he were a large toy.

The shadow of a skull appears in the sky, and a severed hand is floating in the lower right corner of the screen.

Harry guessed it was the little wizard's missing hand, and felt sick to his stomach.

If he knew that Luna's father was going to publish this photo, he would not have funded it.

But Sirius told him that this issue of The Quibbler had sold so much that even he got a copy.

Because it's free.

"It's a good thing, Harry," Sirius reassured him, "at least I've heard that many people are starting to think that the Death Eaters' comeback is real. This photo is really impressive, even the "Magic Daily" reprinted it gone."

Harry still couldn't eat for several days, and he lost a lot of weight when he was rarely asked out by Tom.

"Dursley abused you?" Tom asked displeased.

Shaking his head slightly, Harry explained the Quibbler photo to him a little, but he refused to show it to Tom directly. "It's too dark," he said. "You can't see."

The corner of Tom's mouth twitched, and he had nothing to say for a while, so he could only cut the sausage in silence.

They had dinner at the little shop off Privet Drive, because the Dursleys had made every effort to beg Mr. Lamourles not to let Harry leave the block.

For the long-lost Muggle time, Tom reluctantly compromised.The lesson afterward is another matter. For the time being, he needs this family to cooperate voluntarily as much as possible, otherwise it will easily alarm the Order of the Phoenix.

Harry was very pleasantly surprised that he could still go out on dates during the summer vacation, and he felt that there was something special about the fact that his boyfriend was a Muggle.

It's a pity he still can't spend the night at Tom's, the Dursleys are going to go crazy, and he doesn't want to piss them off completely - although he now believes his boyfriend can figure it out, it's not manly to rely on lovers for everything practice.

In particular, he felt that he, who possessed magic, should bear more.