[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

In fact, if he could completely follow his own wishes, he really wouldn't choose to go to the magic school... There was a vague laughter in his ears, and Harry didn't stop writing, but his gaze involuntarily shifted to the window.If he can choose, he hopes that he can also spend the most carefree childhood in playing and playing like his cousin Dali. Apart from schoolwork, what he has to do every day is nothing more than laughing and laughing with his friends.To be honest, this should be a time that every child once had, but it is even more precious that he has never experienced it.

When Harry was in a daze, the textbook in front of him was suddenly taken away by a pale and slender palm. The savior subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he didn't have time to protect his textbook. superior. "Voldemort, what do you want to do?" Harry frowned dissatisfiedly, wanting to take back his things from the man, but the devil just casually raised his eyebrows and leaned leisurely by the table.

"Since you have chosen Durmstrang, you have to make preparations in advance." Voldemort withdrew the hand holding the textbook again, and waved it skillfully and flexibly, neither light nor heavy Knocked on the savior's wrist: "I thought the previous week was enough for you to adjust?" The devil curved his lips meaningfully and gave Harry an unpredictable smile.From the beginning of the holiday to the present, he has given the savior a whole week to do what he wants to do, whether the boy is in a daze or studying the homework of the Muggle school, he has not interfered at all, compared to him In terms of his behavior style, this is already extremely considerate care, but the savior obviously doesn't think so.

"Please, I have almost three full months of vacation, and you only plan to give me a week, and you think I should be satisfied with it?" The lake green eyes were clearly full of disbelief, Harry Staring at Voldemort, he didn't insist on getting his textbook back.Speaking of which, he had already expected the current situation, but he didn't expect the intervention of the Demon King to come so soon. You know, he originally thought that he would have at least a month.

"Oh, do you feel aggrieved?" Voldemort spoke leisurely because of his slowness, a smile still hung on the corner of his lips, but his expression sank slightly: "So far, you have treated Durmstrang How much do you know?" I don't know when, he seemed to no longer like the attitude of looking down at the savior, the devil waved his hand casually, and summoned out of thin air a chair that was exactly the same as the one Harry was sitting on now, and gracefully placed it on the boy's shoulders. Sitting opposite him, he never took his eyes off Harry for a moment.

"Durmstrang...it should be in a very cold place far away from here. There are mountains and lakes around the campus..." Harry vaguely realized what Voldemort was going to say, and the boy drooped awkwardly. At the same time, he tried to recall Victor Krum's description of that school a long time ago: "That school, if I remember correctly, seems to have courses related to black magic, and there is, Where did one of your seniors graduate from?"

Suddenly remembering a famous figure who came out of Durmstrang, Harry looked around at Voldemort with a scrutinizing gaze, half suspicious and half jokingly asked: "I said, you teased me before. He chose Durmstrang because he was looking at what that person might leave behind, right?" Voldemort glanced sideways at him, and there was a faint look of surprise in his eyes. He thought that the savior could not think of this aspect, But he didn't expect the boy's progress to be faster than he imagined.

"I don't deny it," the Demon King's tone became low and gentle, and his eyes softened when he looked at Harry: "But the most important thing is not that, a loser...even if he once stood on that peak , It’s not worthy of my attention.” “Because he failed, or because Dumbledore was the one who defeated him?” For some reason, Harry’s thoughts turned extremely fast on this topic, and he subconsciously A question was raised, and then I was sensitive to the acuteness of the question.The boy touched his nose in frustration, coughed lightly and tried to change the subject, but the person on the other side didn't seem to care about it.

"If you want to know, it's not impossible to tell you..." There was a little playfulness in his eyes, the devil raised one eyebrow calmly, paused deliberately to see the reaction of the savior, and then continued: " Of course, I don’t guarantee that I can say everything.” After being fooled around by Voldemort, Harry’s heartbeat followed suit, and he didn’t realize that someone was just teasing him with the savior , the heart was still beating uncontrollably, the boy licked his dry lips lightly, trying to make his question look natural and calm.

"It's been so many years, do you think Grindelwald can still have any special influence on the German wizarding world?" The tentative meaning in this sentence is obvious, but Harry believes that the person opposite him must not He would be ignorant of the status quo of a famous dark wizard like Grindelwald, and even Harry inexplicably thought that even if Nurmengadry flew in a fly, Voldemort would know it all.

"You might as well ask me directly, is it true that Grindelwald has no room to resist, or is he just lying dormant and waiting for the opportunity." Glancing lightly at the boy who couldn't hide his perturbed expression, Voldemort's answer was He gave it simply: "My old senior is not really powerless to resist, although he really lost nothing when he was imprisoned, but as you said, the power of time is enough to change everything, isn't it Is it?"

"Perhaps what Dumbledore said is not all wrong." The devil suddenly let out a short sneer, he unconsciously narrowed his blood-red snake eyes, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "The legendary The power of love, isn't it, in order to protect Dumbledore's tomb, he was even willing to embrace death without resistance..." Harry stared blankly at Voldemort, but didn't answer, this kind of Voldemort was unfamiliar to him.The boy could feel the struggle of the person on the opposite side, just like he could clearly see the complex and tangled messy emotions in those bloody snake eyes.

It wasn't just the contempt and disdain that Harry had expected, but also a vague feeling that he was forced to admit something that he hated very much under extremely reluctant circumstances. like. "Are you willing to try to believe it once?" The savior tentatively cautiously. At this moment, whether Durmstrang or Grindelwald, those messy questions have been left behind by him, and he just wants to Know exactly what Voldemort was thinking.

"I thought, this kind of boring question can be put aside for now?" The devil has come to his senses at this moment, and he can ignore the spying of the savior before, but he has to go deeper into this topic now. No meaning at all: "Apart from those specious things, what deeper knowledge do you have about Durmstrang?"

It wasn't surprising that Voldemort would change the subject at this point, in fact Harry thought this development justified his change.After all, if it was in the past, when Voldemort heard that word, he would show his disdain without hesitation, but now... is it more or less distracted?The corners of the savior's mouth curled up uncontrollably. Although he didn't know how such a change happened, one thing happened and two happened. If he put in more effort, he might really be able to bring this person back to the world of normal people ?

Obviously, Harry, you are thinking too much...

"I don't think I know much anymore, but this time, I promise I'll try my best not to cause any trouble." Harry shrugged, having lived through the last half year of Imofane, he now knew very well that he did as the Romans did What an important thing, but it seems that this kind of thing doesn't need to be practiced from now on.

"Durmstrang doesn't dislike Muggles very much. You should feel lucky on this point." Voldemort glanced at him, but didn't say anything after all. After all, this is Harry's own business. Heart, so what if he pays more attention to it? "But you have to understand some things, Harry." Seeing the savior heaving a sigh of relief and seeming to be less nervous, the Demon King smiled playfully: "Durmstrang only accepts children from pure-blood families, as for black Magic... I am afraid that what you need to do is not to simply learn, but to study in depth."

Seeing the savior's eyes wide open in astonishment, Voldemort curled his lips in satisfaction: "Obviously you made your choice without knowing the complete information, didn't you?" "But I thought..." Harry sighed deeply After taking a breath, an indescribable sense of powerlessness surged up, how could he know that Durmstrang was like this. "You think it doesn't make any sense, Harry, because your thought doesn't represent any actual situation." The demon king's posture was still leisurely, as if he didn't take anything to heart, and seemed to have grasped all the developments. In the palm of your hand.

"Come on, how did I know that there are schools that would intensively study the Dark Arts? It's not realistic at all, okay?!" Harry knew he was almost yelling, but he didn't care about the volume now.The savior chewed on Voldemort's words several times, trying to find a loophole that would allow him to survive, and finally gave him a hint from the first half of the sentence. "But if that's the case," Harry suppressed the urge to curl his lips, "then I might not even be eligible for admission, after all, my mother wasn't from a wizarding family."

"Actually, it's not so strict." Looking at the troubled savior, the devil's mood became a little more cheerful, and he explained to him slowly...or made another stab: "You The pure blood in the true sense mentioned above is rare now, and if you recruit students according to that standard, it is basically equivalent to slow suicide." The devil snorted softly, he knew what the savior would say next , but he did not want to give the boy this chance.

"If you understand this truth yourself, then why..." Harry stared at the bloody eyes opposite him in confusion, and the question he was about to utter suddenly stopped: "Wait, maybe that is just an excuse, right? Seriously, is the so-called Slytherin glory that important to you?"

"The glory of Slytherin...what do you think?" Voldemort repeated the phrase softly, the smile on his lips gradually subsided, he didn't speak any more, and just kept his eyes fixed on the savior for a long time. "I don't think you will." This sentence, Harry said firmly, the black-haired and green-eyed boy looked focused, and there was some indescribable complexity in his eyes when he looked at the person opposite: "You will only live for yourself forever , Voldemort. After all, what is the difference between your mother and your father to you? They are both people you have never cared about. One is a Muggle squire. So you can kill him with your own hands when you are 17 years old... As for your mother, even if she paid the price with her life for giving birth to you, have you ever really appreciated her?" Harry's voice was somewhat Choking, maybe this is the difference between the Dark Lord and the Savior, he will never be able to understand that person's thoughts, although he knows exactly what that person thinks.

"You're right. I really didn't appreciate her, and I never really cared about the so-called Slytherin's glory." Voldemort's gaze fixed on Harry was a little more thoughtful, and he hadn't thought about the savior before. Knowing myself so far, it doesn't seem too bad now: "You're absolutely right about one thing, Harry, I live only for myself, always will, and I never feel it is wrong."

"However, I think that instead of entangled in my outlook on life here, you might as well pay attention to your own affairs." Voldemort's expression was not very good, and he slapped a thick book on Harry with a little strength. In front of him: "If you can master all the content above before the end of the holiday, then the rest of the time is still up to you to arrange." "Are you serious? Don't arrange any other content for me then." The savior's lake-green eyes lit up unconsciously. It wasn't that he was overconfident, but he wasn't a child anymore. Could it be that with his current learning and comprehension ability, he couldn't handle a class in one vacation?

But, who said it must be Durmstrang's third-grade textbook...

"Wait, Voldemort, what did you give me?" Harry began to feel that something was wrong when his eyes flicked across the cover. He closed the book with a snap, looked up and stared at the person opposite with a disinterested expression on his face: "I want to know, why do I have to finish a whole copy of "Cutting-edge Dark Magic" during this vacation, and are you sure I can do it?" ?” The Demon King chuckled, and casually moved his fingers in mid-air.Following his movements, it was as if a gust of wind brushed against Harry's cheeks, and the pages of the book opened naturally, turning to the page of Legilimency.

"I thought you should be very interested in this spell, why don't you just start with it?" This was a question, but Voldemort didn't mean to ask, he twitched the corner of his mouth casually, and he didn't know where he took out a trick Harry looked at the familiar box, and casually placed it in front of the Savior. "I said, look at this package... You didn't just go to Diagon Alley, did you?" In just a few seconds, Harry remembered the origin of this thing. If he remembered correctly, Ollie There are at least a few hundred of these boxes in Vander's wand shop.

While speaking, Harry undid the outer ribbon, and at this moment, the savior lost his voice. "I said, did you really go?!" The voice suddenly went up an octave, Harry looked at the familiar holly wand in his hand, and suddenly felt a little dazed.Voldemort would occasionally leave his side, Harry was well aware of this, but since no one had behaved out of line so far, Harry never asked, if they want to get along well, they have to learn to trust, no what?

However, I had emphasized with him before that we should be cautious and deal with Dumbledore's people carefully, and in a blink of an eye, we took a day trip to Diagon Alley. Is this okay? !

"Could it be that you want to go by yourself? Don't think so much, boy, I naturally have my way." Voldemort obviously had no intention of entangled in this issue, and there was no seriousness in his voice, as if he just raised his head casually. Hand: "Pick up your wand, Harry, we are about to begin." "Now, are you serious? I haven't even looked at it." Subconsciously clenched the wand in his hand, Voldemort's expression was inexplicable It made Harry's heart tremble, and the little savior laughed a few times. He still looked like he had something to say, but in fact he was already [-]% vigilant.

"Legiliency!" The demon king didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, and went straight to the topic.At Voldemort's level, using this level of black magic does not require reciting spells at all, but he gave the savior this reminder just to reduce the difficulty.

Sensing the boy's subconscious resistance, the Demon King chuckled and increased the output of magic power, while reminding in a lazy voice: "Counterattack, Harry, I'm not teaching you Occlumency right now, what you have to do is to use the same The spell of the reverse suppression."

Talking like it was such a simple thing... Harry's mind flashed vaguely, and then he completely tensed up.He could barely resist Voldemort's current level of invasion, and he only needed a small gap to try to fight back. It's a pity that the Demon King didn't intend to take the initiative to provide this opportunity. "Find your own way, boy, your future enemies won't give you room to breathe when you have an absolute advantage." Sensing the savior's intentions, Voldemort almost laughed out loud at the boy's innocence.

That's right, he definitely won't take the risk to play with the savior for real, and there's no need for it, but the people the boy will face in the future will think the same as him, and dare to wait unhurriedly under the absolute disadvantage. He didn't even know what to say about the savior when the other party showed his flaws.

"But in this case, I have no chance at all, it's impossible..." Harry subconsciously wanted to argue, this was not an argument, but he really didn't think it was wrong for him to do so, and it was a matter of attitude that he didn't want to do it, but If you can't do it, it's a matter of ability. "It's impossible, resist?" The demon king snorted softly, adding more strength in the confrontation of spirit and will, and easily touched the memory of the savior, but he didn't continue to search.

"Look, Harry, you have no room for resistance in front of me. This is what you once claimed to defeat me, with such strength, huh?" The demon king's ability to taunt is by no means inferior to Snape's, if If he did it on purpose, everything he said would make Harry want to strangle him.The little savior sighed heavily, and suddenly clenched the wand tightly in his hand. Feeling the kindness and warmth brought by the holly wand, the incantation of the Temperament Curse twirled on the tip of his tongue, and followed the magic power directly to the wand without exiting. cutting edge.

Harry didn't have the slightest idea of ​​taking advantage of the connection between them. The boy's lake-green eyes were filled with determination that was almost scorching hot. He was completely facing the devil head-on, trying to overwhelm him with pure will.The look in Voldemort's eyes suddenly darkened. He didn't need to go through that connection. He could feel the boy's firmness at the moment. In fact, the savior's talent was not much worse than his, but the boy was more like a piece of rough jade that needed polishing. The brilliance blooms outside.

"It's better than I thought, Harry, but it's not enough." Voldemort's voice was a little softer than before. Although the savior did a good job, it was obviously impossible to suppress him to this extent: "This is the dark magic , You don’t need to have the courage to go forward, you have to understand the will that belongs to black magic.” The method of the devil is completely opposite to that of the savior, and it doesn’t seem to need much willpower. The poisonous snake deftly circled around Harry's thoughts, as long as it found a slight opening, it would bite at that point, injecting its own venom without hesitation.

"But I don't like to do that." Harry withdrew his thoughts, he made a pause gesture, and wiped the streams of sweat from his forehead: "Dark magic and black magic are also different, it's not what you said Well, if learning the dark arts means living with negativity every day, then I can't accept it." The boy's eyes sparkled brightly, and he would back off, but no doubt he would. Have your own persistence.

"What do you think I need you to do, to learn resentment, indifference, cruelty and wanton killing?" Voldemort approached Harry with a chuckle, and half-forcedly pulled the boy into his arms, gently rubbing his fingers The scar on the savior's forehead rubbed: "No, of course not, I know you will never do this, and I will not try to induce or force you... But at least you need to understand that even if you don't let your emotions bless the magic , You shouldn’t use wrong methods to weaken its power.” The demon king pondered, but he still concealed part of it after all, and didn’t say what he really meant. Now, it’s not the time yet.