[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

Harry couldn't understand the views of his current classmates at all, but there was no doubt that their attitudes could not comfort him. Vaguely, the savior felt that this was no different from the second grade he used to be. Rejected, isolated, treated like some kind of monster, and worse, it wasn't a misunderstanding that led to this.

Chris was still willing to be his friend, but Harry didn't feel very happy about it. On the contrary, the more Chris expressed the utmost kindness to him quietly, the more he struggled to accept it.Being unable to understand does not mean that he cannot see the attitudes of other people. Harry is very clear that, as the future owner of the White family, Chris must not be rejected by others because of this kind of thing, so soon, Harry submitted to change the dormitory. application.

"Harry, you should understand that I don't want to do this." When the green-eyed boy was packing up and preparing to move out, Chris finally couldn't help standing in front of him: "Because of family reasons, I really can't do this without Standing by your side without reservation to support you and help you, but is it because of this that we can't maintain our friendship?" His eyes clearly contained sadness, grievance and unspeakable pain, Harry looked It was very clear, but it was because of this that Harry had to leave.

"Sorry, Chris, but in any case, at least until I solve this problem, you can no longer have any contact with me." There was a gentle light in the lake green eyes, and Harry didn't seem to be Sad, there was even a smile on the corner of his lips: "My own fault, I will bear it myself, but I will never compromise easily." He said so firmly, with a firm tone, expressing everything Chris had never said After persuasion, the boy blocked back, and then the black-haired and green-eyed boy turned and left. He walked quietly, just like when he came.

Seeing the figure of his friend disappearing outside the door, Chris pursed his lips and sat back at the table. In the previous 12 years, he had never been so eager for power, whether it was strength or power.In fact, all along, invisibly, he still treats himself as a child. As a child, he can be self-willed, lazy, and not subject to pressure and restraint, but he also has no freedom.If he wants to have more choices, if he wants to protect his friends... Bright fire gradually burst out from the beautiful gray pupils, Chris clenches his fingers quietly, he knows what he should do.

Harry's new room was at the end of the corridor, and he was alone.The boy pushed open the door, inexplicably feeling that the room was a bit cold, so he tightened his coat tightly in silence, and just as he was packing his things, Voldemort suddenly grabbed his shoulder from behind, exerting a little force Pulled him into his arms.

"What are you doing?" The demon king's body temperature was much lower than the temperature in the room. The savior turned his head hastily and looked at the person behind him in surprise. break free.Voldemort didn't stop him, he let go of the boy's strength, and sat down on the chair beside him indifferently.

"Feel wronged now?" Voldemort propped his chin with one hand, narrowed his blood-red eyes and stared at Harry: "What did I tell you before?" Harry's body froze slightly , the black-haired, green-eyed boy silently put down the things in his hand and sat opposite the Demon King. "I can handle this by myself, there won't be...no problem." His voice was very soft, and his tone was not very sure: "In short..." "In short, you intend to endure this, don't you?" Voldemort said coldly He raised his eyebrows, he knew very well what the savior was thinking, the boy's way of dealing with the problem made him feel weak in most cases: "But I don't think this is a good way, Harry, you are originally a foreigner Or, so when you reveal something that is incompatible with this place, they will never tolerate you so easily."

"I will do well enough. Excellence is a natural capital. You told me, didn't you?" Harry rubbed his forehead wearily, unwilling to continue on this topic, but the Demon King did not Allow him to escape. "Be serious, Harry, if you still want to stay in this school well, running away won't solve the problem." Voldemort's voice sank, he held the boy's jaw and forced the pair of lake green eyes and I looked at each other and confirmed that the savior listened to me before continuing: "Don't be stupid, pure excellence is meaningless in this situation, what you need is a means to deter them."

"Like what you did back then?" Harry glared at the Demon Lord disapprovingly. "I don't think I need that." Of course Voldemort knew what the boy was referring to, although he thought Imofane was a A good place to develop power, but he also knows he can't force the Savior.

"Then what do you want to do? If you can solve the problem in your own way, I don't have to interfere." Voldemort slowly released the hand that held the boy's jaw, and his words seemed to be giving in , but in fact it is just a means of retreating: "But, if what you call the method is only isolation, rejection, or even bullying, then honestly follow my method to deal with it, how about it?" The savior was silent. He didn't answer right away. After hesitating for a while, he asked the devil instead: "What do you think of Durmstrang, or is Beauxbaton better?"

The Demon King was startled, he seemed to understand something, and there was something else in his eyes when he looked at Harry, for example, disappointment. "Is this the last retreat you can think of, leaving Imofane and the North American wizarding world in disgrace, just because of a few ignorant kids?" Voldemort's tone was unabashedly depressed and angry, The Savior would not flinch from this, Harry shook his head slightly.

"It's not escaping," the boy sighed, his eyes vaguely showing some emotions similar to exhaustion: "I just don't know if there is a way to continue, it is not difficult to survive this year, but I can't In the next five years, I will be against the entire school. The North American wizarding world has its own rules, and it should not be changed just because of my wishes... Besides, I will leave after all."

Voldemort stared at Harry for a while, then looked away with a snort: "I don't mind you spending the seven years in that magic school, Harry, but Durmstrang would be fine, Bud No matter Sparton, no school of magic will fully meet your expectations. You can choose only two, either obedience honestly, or change your environment."

There was a moment of confusion in the lake green eyes, and for a moment, Harry really listened to Voldemort's words in his heart.Of course he wouldn't use such a radical method, but instead of a more peaceful one, can he try it and make some changes to his environment, it doesn't need much, just a little...

Sensing that Harry was in deep thought, the corner of the Demon King's lips raised a slight arc unconsciously. Some things can only be changed subtly. As long as he is a little more patient, the boy will finally fall into his arms .

The savior was always too confident in himself and too gullible in others, and in this case, he must pay the price for his self-confidence and gullibility.

"Now I know I'm wrong?" The devil snorted coldly, and when he pressed his finger on the muscle on the side of Harry's shoulder blade, he added a little more force, and the little black-haired and green-eyed savior suddenly gasped. , bared his teeth and suppressed the urge to make a sound. "Please, can you be careful, this hurts." Harry whined under his breath, trying not to struggle.It wasn't an accident that left him with this bruise. In fact, Harry had already noticed it when the sturdy boy in the senior class suddenly accelerated around the corner of the corridor and ran towards him forcefully. Only then did he dodge to the side, but the blond girl in front of him who was not looking sideways suddenly fell straight on him.

Obviously at that moment, Voldemort had reminded him, Harry thought angrily, it was he who refused to listen... "I don't understand why they would do this, it doesn't do them any good, does it?" Green The little savior in the eyes turned his head to stare at the devil with a gloomy expression, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be begging for comfort.

"Does this need a reason?" The Demon King sneered coldly, and rolled his eyes coldly on the boy's face: "Don't you know how bad your situation is now?" Harry rubbed his nose and stopped talking. He knew that the malice in the demon king's eyes was not aimed at him. Although he wanted to dissuade him, the boy vaguely felt that he had no position to say so now.Although his tone was as cold as ice, Voldemort's subordinates did not move slowly, quickly healed the wounds on Harry's body, and sat down opposite Harry with a cold face. In fact, the situation at that time was nothing to him. The reason why the boy was allowed to get hurt was just to teach the savior a lesson... But now, it seems that he made a wrong choice, and the devil's expression became cold again. Since he feels so uncomfortable now, does that mean that So, the savior has indeed been drawn into the circle with his label.

"Okay, well, I think, at least what you said is not completely wrong," finally, Harry replied: "So what do you think I should do now, how can I take the initiative in certain situations?" He was finally willing He tried to accept the way he had been resisting before, but Voldemort did not respond immediately. His eyes stayed on his long, thin and pale fingers. After a while, he raised his eyes casually: "Are you sure you have Made a decision, boy?" Harry opened his mouth, his eyes still had hesitation, but at the same time, there was firmness that couldn't be ignored.

"I think so. Of course no one would be willing to endure such a bad school life, would they?" The savior smiled awkwardly. If he hadn't recalled the injustice he received during this period, he would not have been willing to use force to go intimidate anyone. "Once this kind of thing starts, you can't stop it, and of course you can't back down. If you still have such a weak tolerance in your heart, then I don't need to teach you at all." Voldemort's expression was serious and indifferent, he His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table: "I don't ask you to be what I used to be, but no matter who it is, as long as it is malicious to you, you can't let it go, can you do it?"

"If it has reached the point of being malicious to me, why should I be tolerant?" Harry shrugged and laughed softly: "I want to protect people who are kind to me as much as possible. , I don't want to take the initiative to provoke, as for those who take the initiative to provoke... In any case, I will not make any further concessions."