[HP] Seven Nights Talk

Chapter 137

Although Voldemort called Harry (Tom) down to experience the feeling of a birthday, he didn't go down himself.In fact, few people knew that he came to No. 4 Privet Drive.Because only a few people knew about the unbreakable oath, most members of the Order of the Phoenix still had the image of a Dark Lord who became more scheming for some reason.In this case, it is not impossible for him to appear on this occasion, but it cannot be considered too appropriate.In any case, a group of Gryffindors must be lively enough, and he can't make do with it, because it will probably be silent.

If it was Harry himself, he would definitely feel that this was a kind of thoughtfulness.And now it's Tom, and we have to say that neither part of Voldemort finds any appeal in spending a birthday together that isn't theirs.

So after Voldemort drove people off, he stretched his legs and leaned comfortably on the edge of the bed.He had spent a lot of time in this room before, and of course he could see now that things like the furnishings hadn't changed much.Harry had never been one to keep his things in order, and the room was always messy.He guessed that his alter ego must have struggled a lot to keep the situation under control, because he couldn't stand artificial sloppiness.

But Voldemort was staying here now, looking at the surrounding scene, he actually felt a little bit of comfort, or nostalgia.It all looked as if Harry was still living in this room.

Thinking of this, Voldemort frowned slightly.He was wrong to think this way, of course Harry was still here, he just didn't show it.He was sure that Harry was safe now, otherwise he would die too, by the unbreakable oath.That said, Harry is now somewhere in his head, occasionally hearing voices outside, and sometimes talking to Soul Piece, just as it was before Soul Piece.

But the point is, soul movies look normal.Not feeling sick, let alone having a violent headache like Harry had before (because Soul was raging).He could understand that Harry couldn't break through his own Occlumency barrier, but with the character of a Gryffindor lion, would Harry be content with the status quo?Even if it was just some unsuccessful resistance, he should have seen a clue from that face?what does harry want to do

Voldemort thought about these problems and the corresponding countermeasures, and time slipped away unconsciously.Because he was in the house, he could always hear bursts of applause and laughter, just like the Gryffindor lounge after a Quidditch victory.Those voices continued for a long time, and finally died away after midnight.

Tom went upstairs and stood in front of Harry's door again, somewhat hesitantly.

He insisted on cleaning up the house with others just now, and it has been dragged to the end.Now that they were all gone, he was no longer inescapable.Because even if he went to The Burrow or 12 Grimmauld Place, another part of himself would find it - and he would need to keep his distance from those people to make sure no one found out he was a fake.But another part of himself is not within the scope of this kind of coping... Yes, there is no point in avoiding the other party temporarily, because what he wants has always been in the other party.

Tom took a deep, soundless breath, adjusted his expression, and turned the doorknob.What he should do now is to play the role of the savior and wait for the opportunity to take the next step.

But after he had prepared himself mentally, the first thing he saw was himself who seemed to have fallen asleep.Leaning halfway on the bed, his body slid down a bit, with one hand in front of him and the other at his side, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Is this really not intentional?Why every time he saw the other party, the other party looked completely unwarranted?Also, what does it mean to be asleep in Harry's bed?Isn't the other party planning to leave tonight?

When thinking of the latter point, Tom felt that his face must have changed uncontrollably, so he stopped there.From his point of view, he really wants to turn around and walk away - this is the correct reaction in the face of danger; but now he wants to play the role of the savior, so the savior in this situation should... just rush over ?

Tom thought of the cloud of white mist swirling around him, and felt deeply that this conjecture was correct.But let him pounce on it now?Pounce on yourself?When he was in the worst situation before, he didn't have to do such things that exceeded the standard!Knowing what to do and actually doing it are two different things.

Although Tom was very reluctant, he still came up with a compromise.He can go over, cover the other person with a quilt, and then sit and read a book by himself; if the other person wakes up, say that he doesn't want to wake him up because he looks too tired.

It was such a perfect reason, so perfect that Tom was almost sick.But he knew he had to.Even if there is only a one in ten thousand possibility, he has to persevere.Even if the other party had already noticed, he couldn't let them tear their faces apart so quickly - he still wanted to find out more information as Harry, especially about the Death Eaters.

Having made up his mind, Tom carried it out immediately.The first part was going well until he was about to walk away from the bed when a hand was grabbed. "You..." He turned his head, trying to control his tone so that no one would notice anything unusual.

But Voldemort seemed just a little sleepy.Although he moved, his eyes did not open. "...Harry?"

Although he was hairy about this kind of address, Tom still answered him calmly: "It's me. You look tired, go rest first." Even though he was extremely reluctant to do this kind of thing, but when he really did it, he couldn't face it. Change color.

Hearing the answer, Voldemort seemed to be at ease.But his hand still had some strength, and he pulled Tom towards him, as if trying to make Tom lean over.

Tom didn't understand what this meant at first.His research in the dark arts is unrivaled, but this does not make up for his understanding of lovers or getting along with lovers.So he froze there for a long time, and finally realized that the other party was asking him to kiss him good night.

The moment he understood, Tom froze.Not to mention that he has no such experience at all, the person who asks for a kiss is still himself or something...

The other party must, must, be playing him, right?In order to let yourself show off first?Because the other party thinks that he absolutely cannot accept this?

Tom's anger rose.No one ever despised a Dark Lord, in any way.It's fine if it's someone who doesn't know, what else can't he do when the opponent is himself?Anyway, even if something happens, only they will know in the end, right?

These thoughts flashed through Tom's mind like lightning.He also quickly realized that, based on this inference, what he had worried about before was not enough to be a worry at all; because no matter what part of him it was, it was impossible to share this kind of thing with others.Since the other party can do it, wouldn't he be unable to handle it?

It annoyed Tom a little to be belittled by himself.He pressed that hand back into the quilt all at once, his body naturally leaned forward following this movement, and a kiss landed on the other side's cheek.

The fingers of that hand were finally released, and Tom helped him cover the slipped quilt with his backhand, then picked up a book on the bedside table, sat in a chair a few steps away from the bed, and slowly calmed down.

What did he do just now?He kissed him... himself?

No, that's just because he's playing the savior right now!It really isn't that easy to be a savior!

And more importantly, why didn't he have the reaction he expected after doing it?Like going crazy with rage or something?Could it be that this is the remaining feeling of this body, so it doesn't make him feel so unacceptable?

Tom was half curled up in the chair, with the book spread out on his knees and his chin resting on his hand.His eyes fell unconsciously on the bed with a bulging figure, and he fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, Voldemort lay securely there, seemingly actually asleep.But in fact, he was also making waves in his heart.He had to admit that he did think his other self wouldn't actually do that.But now it seems that he was wrong, and he was wrong very wrong.He underestimated his past self too much, and in order to achieve a certain goal, he can do whatever it takes.And this is likely to be a worse start, and the other party may think of some other plans because of this, some plans that he would not have thought of originally.

That would mean it would be more difficult to win, Voldemort thought.But it didn't matter, he told himself again, as long as Harry was okay, he was invincible in this fight.Of course, that doesn't mean he won't be more vigilant in the future.

There was a moment of silence in the room.Whether it was Voldemort or his soul piece, the two deliberately kept a calm face, and no one spoke.And in this essentially deadlocked atmosphere, they all felt a strange sense of relief, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Naturally, there was nothing in Voldemort's sleep, and it certainly wasn't the case with a soul slice of a savior locked in his consciousness.Especially when he was thinking about the relationship between the Dark Lord and the Savior before going to bed, seeing Harry again was almost inevitable.

"You came back quickly this time? How was the party?" Harry asked him, smiling.

Of course he should laugh, because now he is no longer an invisible white mist, but has a ghostly translucent body.Although I still can't touch it, at least I can see the human form.

Tom glared at him, realizing that the other guy hadn't really seen his presence here as much of a threat.Because Harry could assume human form in such a few hours, it meant the point wasn't that he couldn't do it, but when he wanted to.

This was as unpleasant as the attitude of his other self!These two people are simply... simply!You're going to piss him off, aren't you?

In the world constructed by consciousness, it is not easy to conceal one's emotional changes than outside, not to mention that Harry has almost figured out the other party's temperament. "You're upset," he said matter-of-factly, "but you weren't this far when you left here." Then he guessed the most likely reason for this, with an enlightened look on his face. Expression: "Here he comes, isn't he? You see yourself? Then what happened?"

Harry looked at Tom researchingly, but Tom clearly didn't want to cooperate.Of course he didn't want to say it, and apart from the reason that it wouldn't do any good, it was more because he hadn't figured out what to do with it.

"It's a pity, it seems that after seeing yourself, you become more and more like him." Harry said regretfully.Should he be worthy of Voldemort?In fact, there is no need for him to look for similarities, these two guys are the same person - the same deep plan, the same duplicity.

Tom resented the description, but he could find no words to refute it.Maybe that's why the Savior kept muttering to him "You are one" - because the other self presumably emphasized this to the Savior.This is probably the reason why the savior has always been so calm, because the other party is fundamentally trying to treat him with the attitude of treating another self!

While thinking this way, Tom suddenly felt a coolness on his cheek.His eyes widened momentarily as the ghostly Harry moved away from him. "That's not bad, I can say goodnight to you the way I did before," said Harry, with a cheerful expression and voice.

Tom finally had the feeling of being mad this time.First, he was forced to kiss himself, and then he was forced to kiss himself by the savior in his consciousness, and the other party was hatefully a ghost immune to all attacks...

Sooner or later he will make them all pay the price, for sure!