The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

After learning the truth, Ron couldn't help sighing: "No wonder you didn't come back last night!"

Harry said awkwardly, "Hush your voice, Ron!" This sentence made the eyes of the two friends more ambiguous, and Harry argued in vain, "...it's not what you think!"

Hermione tried to be serious, "I don't think we're thinking about anything," though she couldn't hold back the corners of her mouth.

Ron snorted for a long time, and Harry stared at him before barely stopping.

"Honestly... honestly, I didn't expect you to adapt so quickly, Harry." Ron's effort to hold back a laugh made him look funny, but Harry wasn't in the mood to tease him. "Last week you worried like Hogwarts was going to collapse."

"Obviously," Hermione delivered a meaningful look, "they had a wonderful evening—I mean a date, Harry, a date." She corrected her words just in time to appease Harry's anger.But before that actually worked, he couldn't help but keep teasing: "Look, now you know his name is Tom."

Ron added with a smile: "I'm afraid Harry has forgotten his last name is Roald."

Harry said angrily, "Oh, shut up, both of you!"

Hermione and Ron laughed.Harry decided to ignore them and flipped to his phone, finally having time to figure out how to make a call.Soon his friends were laughing and joining him.

Harry accidentally turned to the page showing the text message number, and Hermione said excitedly: "This is it! Roald's phone number. We can just enter it on the initial interface."

She found the parchment she carried with her and helped Harry write down the number.

Ron said in awe, "Do you have parchment on you, Hermione?"

Hermione gave him a defiant look and urged Harry, "Call and see."

Harry swallowed, entered the last number, and waited for a long time, but nothing happened.

"Hello...?" He tentatively said into the phone.

no response.

"What's wrong." Hermione frowned slightly, staring at the phone in deep thought.

Ron was a little bored waiting: "Could it be broken?"

Harry refused to believe this possibility, grabbed the parchment recorded by Hermione, checked the numbers one by one, and found to his dismay that they were exactly right.

Hermione slapped her head violently and said angrily, "How could I forget! There should be a dial button, Harry!"

Harry was confused: "What?"

Hermione simply snatched the phone, observed it, and pressed a green button.

The picture on the screen immediately becomes an animation of sending a signal.

"It's done!"

Harry took the phone and stared at the screen in a panic, "Uh...Hello? Yes, is there anyone?"

Hermione snatched the phone back, put it to her ear and said, "Not yet, Harry. You should at least have seen how a Muggle uses a landline... Shhh!"

She heard a voice on the mobile phone, Harry and Ron held their breaths, and the surroundings fell silent. A gentle female voice in the mobile phone prompted: "Sorry, your phone is out of service area, please check the network."

Harry and Ron didn't understand, only Hermione checked the screen in disbelief, and finally pointed to them the little icon in the upper right corner helplessly.

"No signal. There should be three or four increasing rectangular bars in this place to represent the strength of the received signal. Now it's a cross, and the mobile phone can't receive the signal at all. Can't make a call."

Harry didn't want to believe it: "How could this be?"

Ron guessed: "Maybe it's because Hogwarts is protected by magic? That...signal? Can't the signal come in?"

Hermione thought for a while, and was slightly surprised: "This conjecture is very reasonable."

Harry flipped back to Tom's message: use this to contact me.

Staring at that sentence, I felt sad for a while.

Holding his last hope, he asked, "Then...what about text messages? Can you send such text messages?"

Hermione shook her head sympathetically. "They're the same, Harry. No phone calls means no text messages."

"...Okay." Harry lowered his head, silently staring at the text message.

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, both feeling sorry for Harry.

They were silent for a while, and finally Harry said: "One more thing... Ron, Hermione, I need you to keep Tom's matter a secret." He barely looked away from the text message, and looked at the two friends seriously , "Tom is just a Muggle. If the Death Eaters know about our relationship, I worry that he will be implicated."

The two nodded and solemnly promised not to mention it to anyone.Harry smiled gratefully, and couldn't help but return to the text message.

After a while, Hermione took out the afternoon textbook and began to preview. Ron said sorry carefully and left to attend Quidditch training.

Harry watched his leaving back, didn't say anything, and continued to read the text message.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught Hermione watching him warily, and Harry couldn't help a little amused.

"I'm not broken, Hermione." He gave Hermione a look that showed he was perfectly fine.

Hermione put down her pen and sighed: "But you lost the only way to contact him."

That is the truth.Harry couldn't help feeling sad.

Especially when he realized that they hadn't made an appointment in advance for their next date—

That's one of those small tasks that should be done with this phone.

Harry suddenly had a strong urge - if Hogwarts couldn't get the signal, he had to find a way to go to the Muggle world - he had to contact Tom, he wanted to contact Tom.

Hermione covered her eyes in chagrin, realizing that this sentence had silenced Harry again.

"Hermione," Harry said suddenly, and Hermione quickly opened her eyes, and found that Harry was still staring at the phone, her voice was a little heavy, "You...don't blame me?"

Hermione froze: "What?" She thought she was the one who said the wrong thing?

Harry glanced up at her quickly, "I've been dating Tom since I first came up... What you said is indeed true, we just met, and I don't even have any other contact information for him-maybe I was impulsive..."

Hermione's expression softened: "Don't worry, Harry."

Hearing that there was no reproach in her tone, Harry raised his head in panic and looked into her eyes.

"Everything should be done step by step. Compared to last time, you already know more, don't you?" Hermione encouraged, "As for me, I was just worried about you before. But you have already made up your mind, and of course I support you."

Harry's eyes shone with a charming light.

"…Thank you, Hermione."

To calm down for the time being, Harry made plans to leave school for Muggle London in the near future.There was also the teaching problem of Dumbledore's Army, and he had to take time out of planning and homework to practice the new defensive spells with Hermione and Ron.

The pamphlet Hermione found in Hogsmeade has some interesting spells in it.They scanned it roughly, picking out spell exercises that interested them.

Ron chose a wrist-locking spell, and Hermione decided to tackle the most difficult space-expanding spell.Harry is drawn to an obscure spell that detects magic.

"What if Tom just didn't realize he was a wizard?" he said whimsically. "Maybe he just took the Hogwarts admission letter as a prank?"

Ron and Hermione looked at each other, the former honestly said: "I think this is a bit ridiculous..." Hermione stared at him.

"I'd say your idea is unusual." Hermione considered tactfully, "It's not entirely whimsical, though."

Harry immediately looked at her in surprise, obviously not even having hope in his heart.

Hermione twitched her mouth in embarrassment, and analyzed cautiously: "If Roald's family is well-off and has not experienced a magic riot, then it is not impossible for them to choose to ignore a strange admission letter."

After finishing speaking, even Hermione felt that this possibility was very high.After all, as far as she knew, the upper class of Muggles had a very good social life, and quite a few people admired science and technology, and believed that magic was completely an ignorant imagination of people.

"My parents are both dentists. You may not know that dentists have a relatively high social status in the Muggle world and earn a lot of money. Generally speaking, if I carry on the family tradition and continue to be a dentist, I can also be a Muggle. Melon lives without worrying about food and clothing."

Hermione rarely mentioned her situation in the Muggle world to them.

"So, at the beginning, my parents were unanimously skeptical of Hogwarts. If I hadn't insisted, they would have preferred me to go to a girls' school in London to study in a boarding school."

Hermione's words were refreshing.Ron even said in a thankful tone, "It's a good thing you're a magic nerd."

If it weren't for the overwhelming hope in his heart, Harry would definitely agree with him.

"Thanks, Hermione. I'm going to give it a try, no matter how unlikely it is."

The three of them each copied down their own defense spells and spent the afternoon studying.

When he went back at night, Harry had to find a way to clear his head. He wanted to hide Tom's existence from Snape and possible enemies.Although the homework is still delayed until the last minute, he feels that he has worked very hard recently.

On Thursday morning, both Harry and Ron were warmly attacked by owls at the dinner table, only the postman of the Daily Prophet who flew towards Hermione showed amazing professionalism, and accurately dropped the newspaper on Hermione. On the table at hand, it landed next to a bowl of pumpkin porridge, and sipped it skillfully.

Ron tried to get the family's shaved elderly owl off its head, while Harry had to slap Sirius' overzealous messenger off his face.

Sirius was obviously thinking about Harry's "girlfriend", and spent most of the letter asking about Harry's detailed progress.Realizing that a small lie must be covered up with endless follow-up lies, Harry decided with a headache to find a chance to tell the truth to his godfather.At least when Tom was a girl, Sirius was absolutely happy with them, there's no reason to object to him just because of a gender change... right?

Harry took a mouthful of the pumpkin pie guiltily, thinking that this year's pumpkins might not have been planted well.

While appreciating the embarrassment of the two friends, Hermione leisurely unfolded the newspaper. The headline on the front page was still the Ministry of Magic mocking the "rumors" of the Dark Lord's return. Hermione flipped through the previous pages impatiently, looking at the Stop on a piece of news.

Traces of illegal invasion in Azkaban!

News from our newspaper: A few days ago, some people familiar with the matter reported that the patrol squad in Azkaban found traces of illegal intruders sneaking in on Wednesday, but no escaped prisoners have been found so far. The Auror Office is conducting further investigations...

Hermione's brow furrowed, and before she could think any further, she was interrupted by Ron's voice.

"Daddy's finally back!" said Ron beamingly, apparently just reading the letter.

Hermione smiled, put down the newspaper, and joined Harry in congratulating him.

"Frugal living is finally over!" Ron said excitedly. "When is next Hogsmeade week? I'm going to have a big meal."

Harry was also very concerned, because he was going to take the opportunity to go to the Muggle world to contact Tom.

Hermione's eyes were filled with disapproval.But she still dug out the small calendar she carried with her.

"There are two more weeks."

Halfway through his pumpkin porridge, Ron crumpled.Harry thought he'd agree with his guess about the pumpkin harvest.

Harry replied briefly to Sirius with a letter, asking him to meet at Hogsmeade Week for a detailed discussion.For the rest of the time, he devoted his energy to learning spells.

Ron was busy with Quidditch training and the selection of new members, and the space expansion spell Hermione chose was beyond imagination, causing Harry to be the fastest progressing of the three.

Before another Deng Jun training camp came, only his spell could be successfully cast.

But before he could introduce his latest spell to the members, the door was knocked open.

The author has something to say:

Rowling said that electronic products cannot be used at Hogwarts because of the magnetic field.Lao Fu actually knew it, but he still had to do it.After all, mobile phones are too important in the Muggle world, even in the Nokia era.If he wanted to pretend to be a Muggle well, he had to get used to the mobile phone.

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