novelsmap Chapter 19 The Fool - Upright Position
Chapter 19 The Fool - Upright Position
The next day, the Dark Lord found an excuse for Lucius to ruthlessly gouge out Lucius' bones.
In the small dark room in Spider's End, Snape raised his eyebrows while treating Lucius and asked, "So, why are you being punished by the master? What did you mess up?"
"How could it be?" Lucius' blond hair was scattered behind him, looking lazily, "My work is done well, but there seems to be a little strange change in the dark world of Muggles on Crouch's side. He's been dazed—sooner or later he's going to get Cruciatus for not doing his job well."
Obviously, Lucius has been dissatisfied with Barty Crouch, who is now standing closest to the Dark Lord, for a long time: "My God, you and I used to be the closest to the master! Now it's a good thing, both of us were almost marginalized." It’s gone, it’s because I destroyed the treasures that the master rewarded, well, I agree with this, I will always find a way to stand back; but you, you didn’t do anything wrong, but let a person who was underage The little boy stood in that position..."
Snape's face darkened; he didn't like the subject at all.He abruptly interrupted Lucius' long-winded words: "So, you still didn't say why you were tortured by Cruciatus? You know, after the master comes back, he will no longer punish people for no reason. .” What’s your reason?
"Well," Lucius made a contrived contemplative pose, "I..."
He hehe hehe laughed: "I asked Harry directly, secretly, if he is the illegitimate son of the Dark Lord."
Snape's eyes widened involuntarily: "What the hell is this..."
"Of course, of course," Lucius, who knew his old friend's heart, hurriedly begged for mercy, "Harry denied it immediately, of course he is James' son, he and his father's outline are so imaginable, anyone with eyes can see it I just wonder why the master is so kind to Harry, if it is not an illegitimate child relationship, then it is really possible that they are in love as I guessed..."
"what?"
"Ah, Harry heard my relationship speculation," Lucius shrugged with feigned regret, "and then he categorically denied his relationship with the Dark Lord. What a pity."
Snape was speechless for a moment, no wonder he was tortured by Cruciatus, he deserved it.He was speechless for a while, and finally he could only warn him viciously: "Sooner or later, you will die on your gossiping mouth!"
"Come on, Severus," Lucius said lazily, "my question worked, at least I now know that Harry is not the master's illegitimate son, and neither of them realizes that they might be in the fall in love."
"Falling in love? Master and Potter?" Snape snorted coldly. He knew more than Lucius, and he was even more incomprehensible—it was clearly stated in the prophecy that Potter and the Dark Lord would die before the other. But the Dark Lord's attitude, such tenderness, concern, and love, almost confuses him with the truth he knows—he paused, and finally just said sarcastically in a sneering tone, " You think too much."
"No," said Lucius, laughing like a chicken-stealing fox, in a chant-like tone, "true love, worthy of praise, neither life nor death shall separate them.—Only yours Names are my enemy; you're still who you are if you're not Montague. What does it matter if your name is Montague? It's not a hand, it's not a foot, it's not an arm, it's not a face, it's not a face. Not any other part of the body. Ah! Another name! Names mean nothing!"
Speaking of the high point, Lucius raised his hand involuntarily, making an emotional gesture: "If the flower we call a rose is changed by another name, its fragrance will still be the same; , His lovely perfection will never alter. Romeo, throw away your name; Such an attitude from the Demon King? He regards it as a treasure, worrying about gain and loss, and finds all kinds of excuses to tease our poor boy who saved the world—oh!"
Snape withdrew his wand nonchalantly: "The treatment is over, you can go back to your manor to rest." Get lost.
Lucius rolled smoothly.
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Lucius satisfied his curiosity with a Cruciatus, but it disturbed Harry's mind.He couldn't help but think of Lucius' words, "We all thought the master was in love with you"—oh, my God, love, love, love, love!
Harry has never been in a relationship, but he does hit periods of restlessness.Throughout his fourth year, his eyes would always fall on the beautiful girls. He watched Ravenclaw's Seeker Cho Chang - who was Cedric's girlfriend, and sometimes he felt Seeing the eyes of Ginny or other girls, the girl Parvati he invited at the party led by the Goblet of Fire was very beautifully dressed, and he had received many invitations from girls who wanted to be his dance partner at the Christmas ball.but they...
But none of them were more beautiful than the Dark Lord.
The beauty of the Dark Lord is aggressive, he is so domineering, arbitrarily attracting everyone's attention, his long black hair reflects his fair skin, and his high nose bridge sets off his scarlet lips.
Especially when he stared at him with eyes brighter than rubies, when he was the only one reflected in the eyes...
There are also intimate touches, subtle care, and care and love that are so obvious that everyone can find it.
He was angry at his escape, worried at his pain, and relaxed at his joy.
A lofty and magnificent king takes care of him in the palm of his hand, regards him as the most precious treasure, and is only so special to him...
However, along with this slightly absurd daydream, deeper and thicker shadows came to my mind:
But, but the Dark Lord...does he know what love is...
And those acts of contempt for life, those wanton killings, torture and venting of anger that Harry will never be used to, and those efforts to drag Harry into the dark...
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The Dark Lord went out to work again, but he was marking Harry with the Dark Mark—by the way, the Dark Lord improved the Dark Mark, and the new type of mark could be hidden. Harry didn’t know this until later. The Dark Lord wanted to amuse the whole day The frowning Harry was happy and hid his mark; this seemed to be very top-secret information, at least Harry tried Lucius, and Lucius didn't know that there was this function—after marking Harry with the Dark Mark, the black The Devil indulged Harry even more, and Harry had had enough of it and didn't want to try another punishment.
By the way, because of the disastrous results of his previous escape attempts because he couldn't Apparate, Harry made it a point to learn to Apparate, and the Dark Lord watched him thoughtfully for a moment before actually teaching him.Harry boldly asked "Aren't you worried about me running away?", and the Dark Lord just asked "Aren't you?"
Apparating is difficult to learn, and it comes with the danger of dismemberment, luckily, Harry learns it very quickly, without any too bloody body separation.But Harry preferred the feeling of being on a broomstick to Apparating.He is almost born to belong to the sky. When Hogwarts picked up the broom for the first time, he could make super-difficult flying movements, and he enjoyed the feeling of flying freely and freely. Skimming the ground, the clouds and mist were washed away by him, and he almost turned into a bird, but his home was still on the ground...
Harry flew down from the air, put away the broomstick in his hand, ignored the sneaky eyes of those Death Eaters, and prepared to take a bath first, and then finish the homework assigned by the Dark Lord.He turned a corner and was jolted—a spell hit him, another body-binding spell.
Snape turned to Harry's front and took out a bottle of potion—the Dark Lord's words "Severus Snape is Dumbledore's spy" came to Harry's mind, and he stopped his resistance —the potion was forcibly poured in, and Harry felt it was Polyjuice Potion, which he had taken illegally in his second year, and a burning sensation spread rapidly from his stomach to his fingers and toes.Then there was a horrible melting feeling, as if all his skin was bubbling like hot wax; and he watched as his hands began to grow, with thicker fingers, wider nails, knuckles Protruding like a bolt.His shoulders began to stretch, causing him excruciating pain; a pinprick in his forehead told him the hair was creeping toward his brow.
Snape lifted the Body-Binding Charm, but still pointed his wand at him.
Harry put a Transfiguration Charm on his robes and shoes, which were about to stretch, so that they wouldn't burst.He frowned, and said to Snape with some hesitation, "Go, I won't say anything to the Dark Lord."
Snape raised his eyebrows high, and he looked like he wanted to say something, but the urgency forced back his long sarcasm: "Dumbledore didn't go into battle in person for such a result-all petrification."
With all his words stifled, Harry walked slowly upright - robes trailing on the floor, no one could tell he wasn't moving - and was floated in front of a stove.
"Number 12 Spider's End!" he heard Snape say in a standard voice.
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