[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

"Miss Granger, and Mr. Weasley, I want to know something from Harry. I believe you don't mind lending Harry to me for a while?" A gentle and kind male voice suddenly came from the door, and there was a slight pause , and then added: "I know you guys are worried about Harry, but it's too late now, why don't you go back and rest first, after Harry recovers, you still have a lot of time to communicate." The fingers hidden under the quilt slightly With a twitch, Harry followed the sound and looked over, and what he saw as expected was a pair of azure blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses.Heaving a sigh of relief in his heart, Harry lowered his gaze calmly, avoiding those two probing gazes.

"Uh, of course, Professor Dumbledore, then when can we come and visit Harry?" Hermione, who was as smart as she was, of course heard Dumbledore's unfinished meaning in an instant, and the little brown-haired witch said Her face turned red. She and Ron were only worried about Harry, but they forgot about the bad state of their friend.Thinking of this, Hermione secretly glanced at the black-haired boy lying helplessly on the bed, her pale face and tightly pursed lips made her feel guilty again, for so recklessly disturbing the boy who needed to recuperate Friends, it is really inappropriate.

"I'm fine, Hermione...Maybe I just need to take a good rest, you don't have to worry about me, really." I just wanted to express that I wasn't hurt, but raised my eyes to the little brown-haired witch. After the eye knife came over, Harry had to change his words hastily.But that's okay, Harry tried his best to move all the joints of his body, but felt that the muscles all over his body were getting weaker and weaker, blinking his eyes and thinking silently, maybe he really needs to take a good rest now.

Ron looked around, his nerves were thick, and he realized that what Harry needed now was bed rest, so he cut off before Harry could say: "Okay, Harry, then We'll come see you tomorrow after class, and don't leave this bed until then." To be honest, his reaction was definitely not slow at all, and he successfully stopped Harry's idea of ​​going back to the dormitory with just one sentence.Although he was also worried about Harry, he still felt that it would be a better choice for Harry to stay in the hospital wing. After all, someone here could keep him lying on the bed, but it would be hard to say if he went back to the dormitory, haha Whether Leigh would take a night out on a whim or something, he couldn't guarantee.

Harry was not given a chance to refute at all. After saying this, Ron dragged Hermione and ran out, and the meaning of refusing to bargain was simply not too obvious.Harry, who had been tossing all night and curled up under the quilt for a long time, now has no image to speak of.The young man straightened his messy short black hair casually with his fingers, and then looked up at Dumbledore. There were complex emotions that were hidden in the lake green eyes.

As soon as Ron and Hermione left, Dumbledore's expression became more serious. He casually called a chair and sat beside Harry's bed, then calmed down and asked seriously, "What happened?" Something happened, Harry, who cast the curse on Cedric?" His expression was extremely serious, but his tone was still extraordinarily gentle, even with a touch of comfort, of course, without saying anything else, Even for the sake of Harry's current status as a sick person, he couldn't force him to keep asking.

"Wormtail, he did seek refuge with Voldemort, that is, he killed Cedric under Voldemort's order." Harry explained in a low voice, it wasn't that he was trying to be mysterious, he really didn't have the energy to speak now .The little green-eyed savior thought for a while, and after a short pause, he still broke out the most important piece of news: "Professor Dumbledore, Voldemort...he's resurrected."

This news was too explosive and impactful, and his nerves were as tough as Dumbledore's, but he couldn't act as if nothing had happened.For a split second, Harry was sure the old man across from him was looking extremely surprised, though that surprise quickly turned into deep concern. "Please go into more detail, Harry, I know you're having a hard time, but I believe you can do it, you've always been a strong and brave kid, haven't you?" Diluted by his serious thoughts, Dumbledore stared at Harry closely. Although his eyes were as gentle as before, they were more or less persistent.

Harry pursed his lips tightly. It has nothing to do with whether he is strong or brave. He could do it in his previous life, not to mention that the relationship with Voldemort is no longer what it used to be. , It's just that firstly, he doesn't want to talk much now, and secondly, his physical condition is indeed not very supportive.Suppressing the surging fatigue, Harry's hand hidden under the quilt pinched his leg fiercely. Under the stimulation of the pain, he became more or less awake, but this kind of sobriety was only enough for him. Briefly tell Dumbledore what happened.

The hand under Harry's quilt wasn't moving much, but that didn't mean Dumbledore didn't notice it.The lesser of two evils, Dumbledore couldn't let Harry fall asleep like this until he knew the whole story, but now that he knew the general story, he didn't want Harry to hold on anymore.The psychological problem can be overcome, and there is no need to endure the physical discomfort like this, so when Harry tried to hit his thigh again, Dumbledore gently stopped him.

"That's enough, Harry, I think you need a good rest now, let's talk about other issues tomorrow, don't think about anything else tonight, okay?" His eyes had already started to slack, and he didn't know where his consciousness had wandered Harry nodded in a trance and agreed. He never thought that traveling through time and space would have such a sequelae. Now he doesn't need Dumbledore's reminder. He just wants to think about something else and doesn't have the energy.But in the chaos, Harry always felt as if he had forgotten something important. His mind was muddled, and he opened his mouth to call Dumbledore, but in the end he couldn't do it, and he fell into a coma. I couldn't even move a single finger.

"Are you awake?" When Harry regained consciousness again, an all-too-familiar voice sounded beside his ears. Harry, who hadn't realized where he was in the haze, yawned and shook his head. Sitting up: "Good morning, my dear, what time is it?" The savior boy who hadn't opened his eyes fumbled for his glasses by the pillow with his backhand, and then he felt a cold metal touch stuffed into his hand. object.Harry shivered suddenly, and then he woke up.

"Why am I here?" Putting on his glasses, the whole world became clearer, and staring at the flat snake face that his lover hadn't used for many years, Harry asked almost in surprise.If they were in another time and space, shouldn't he be waking up from the hospital wing now?

Voldemort looked down at him with a stern face, and the height gap between them was vividly reflected again: "Little Crouch made his own decision. He thought it would be a good idea to bring you back quietly." The expression on the Demon King's face was not It's a good look, obviously dissatisfied with his subordinate's self-assertion, but it's not good for him to deal with a subordinate who is extremely loyal to him because of this, especially when he should be very satisfied with it.

Harry opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound. He remembered what he forgot to tell Dumbledore last night, that is, there was a crazy Death Eater hidden in Hogwarts.Actually, it’s not a big deal if it’s broken. After all, Harry is still sitting here, but the follow-up issues are difficult to deal with. For example, can Harry return to Hogwarts? When they go back, what kind of posture should they take, what kind of reasons should they make up... These issues are what they have to consider now. After all, it is very strange that Voldemort will let Harry go.

"Okay, okay, I ignored it..." Harry sighed deeply, tilted his head to look at his lover who was not far away, and simply leaned over to kiss his lover in the morning.However, Voldemort didn't seem to be interested in this. Although he didn't perfunctory, he didn't mean to deepen the kiss.So Harry didn't continue, he let go of the arms around his lover in some frustration, stretched his still limp limbs, and lazily leaned back against the head of the bed.

"What's your plan now?" He raised his eyebrows and asked the thoughtful tall man on the opposite side, but the devil only returned him a flat and emotionless look. "You have to go back to Hogwarts." The devil stood up, walked across the room to the bed, he paced back and forth under the window, then suddenly turned his head and stared at Harry closely: "You must Go back at once, and don't come out to look for me again if you don't have to." Blood welled up in his red pupils, and Harry wasn't sure what that meant.

"Okay, I'll just listen to you, but can you tell me the reason, because we may not see each other for a long time in the future." His ending voice was slightly lowered, matching the current The gesture was like inviting a kiss, but Voldemort just circled around the position just now twice in agitation.

People always regret after being impulsive, and Voldemort has already regretted his decision to agree to Harry's request now.How should I put it, when Harry let go of the grudge in his heart and returned to those people he had known with 12 points of sincerity, Voldemort was astonished to find that he was panicked by this fact, and this panic had only been in two years before. Faced with death, or lost power.That kind of feeling, as if this green-eyed savior who has been tightly tied to him and no one else can trust and rely on besides him, suddenly found his real family, and will never leave.So what about him, when he stood on the opposite side with those people again, would he be the one Harry gave up?