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Although Hermione and Ron made great efforts to persuade Harry to follow Dumbledore's plan, although Harry nodded in agreement on the surface, he actually couldn't listen to a word in his heart.

Although Harry's parents were killed by the Dark Lord, and Harry grew up under the training of Dumbledore with a mentality of revenge, Harry couldn't hate the Dark Lord who completely subverted his image.

What he hated was the snake-faced Voldemort who killed people without blinking an eye.

And this demon king will hand him a glass of water when he swallows, he will care about his existence and not kill him, he will worry that he will be jealous of Dumbledore because he kissed him, and he will remind himself of the relationship between them. What a gulf...Harry couldn't hate it at all!

Looking at Harry whose mind was no longer here, Hermione and Ron felt powerless.

While eating lunch, Harry was rubbing the bread on the plate with a fork, and his eyes had already turned to the attic for countless times. Since the Dark Lord returned to his room in the morning, there had been no movement in the attic. I didn't feel like eating anything.

Hermione and Ron were determined not to let Harry approach the Dark Lord, much to Harry's dismay.

At this time, there was a sound at the door, as if a member of the Order of the Phoenix had entered.

"Yo, Harry, Hermione, Ron, you are actually here." The man who came was the half-blood giant Hagrid, whose huge body almost pushed his head to the ceiling.

"Hagrid?!" All three exclaimed in surprise.

Since they escaped from the Weasleys' house, they lost contact with the members of the Order of the Phoenix, and they didn't expect Hagrid to find them so soon.

"How do you know we're here?" Harry asked excitedly.

Hagrid pointed to Fawkes hidden in his thick beard, "It brought me here."

"It's the Dark Lord's Phoenix!" Ron exclaimed

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Hagrid froze for a moment, and said, "It's Dumbledore's Phoenix."

"But now it has become the Dark Lord's phoenix." Hermione stared at Hagrid warily, and said, "I guess Fox is with you because the Dark Lord asked you to come."

Hermione's words shocked both Harry and Ron.

Harry's excitement just now was gone, but he still asked Hagrid, "Is this true?"

Hagrid scratched his big furry head and said helplessly, "Hermione, you're so smart."

"How is this possible!" Harry exclaimed incredulously, "Didn't the Dark Lord frame you for murder, causing you to be expelled from Hogwarts and unable to use magic for life!"

"That..." Hagrid's eyes drifted suddenly, and he became hesitant, "At that time, the senior was eager to get rid of the Chamber of Secrets incident... I naturally had to take trouble for the senior...Didn't Dumbledore object..."

"Senior?" With such an affectionate name, the three-person group became black.

Hagrid became a little shy, "When I was a student, my classmates laughed at my giant bloodline, only Senior Riddle didn't. He even allowed me to stay by his side, so..."

Harry couldn't take it anymore, a strong sour smell rushed into his heart, so he asked harshly: "You are so diligent, Dumbledore won't get rid of you?"

Hagrid's mood suddenly dropped to freezing point, and he said full of resentment: "He won't kill me, he still needs me to contact the giant tribe. However, Abraxas Malfoy is not so lucky."

"Did Dumbledore really kill Malfoy?" Harry asked suspiciously. He had heard the Dark Lord say it before, but he couldn't be sure. Died of syphilis?"

Hagrid chuckled lightly: "Looking at Malfoy's flirtatious habits, death from syphilis is indeed an impeccable reason. But Malfoy is the right-hand man of the Dark Lord, and Lucius Malfoy was just an adult at that time. How could old Malfoy ignore the temptation of power and family inheritance, and wantonly put his life in danger!"

"But why did Dumbledore kill Malfoy?" Harry continued.

Hagrid clenched his fists and said bitterly: "Dumbledore is very possessive of lovers. He doesn't allow anyone to have a close relationship with the senior, and old Malfoy happens to be the closest friend of the senior. Naturally, it is inevitable to bear the brunt. So Dumbledore cursed Abraxas Malfoy with dragon plague and syphilis, and he killed Malfoy with the curse, and his death was quite tragic!"

"You know what Dumbledore did, why do you still help him?" Harry was still puzzled.

"Dumbledore said that if I don't help him, he will hurt and torture the senior. Tell me, what can I do!" The more Hagrid said, the more angry he became.

"Then why didn't the Dark Lord escape from Dumbledore?" Harry thought for a while and asked.

"Escape?" Hagrid sneered, as if what Harry was talking about was fantasy.

He walked up to Harry, grabbed Harry's arms, and shook Harry's body vigorously, "When Abraxas Malfoy died, the senior was extremely sad, and ended this hopelessness by cutting his wrists and committing suicide In the end, he was rescued by Dumbledore, so tell me, there is no other way to escape!"

"Hagrid, I see, stop shaking." Harry couldn't bear Hagrid's shaking like this, and shouted overwhelmed.

But Hagrid didn't stop, instead he shouted even more excitedly: "You don't know! You don't even know how cruel Dumbledore is to seniors!"

After Hagrid finished speaking, he raised his hand and hit Harry on the back of the neck, and Harry lay limp on the ground, both Hermione and Ron were startled and overwhelmed.

Then, Hagrid looked up at the top of the attic, and said kindly, "I'm here to pick you up, senior."

At this moment, the Dark Lord had already been watching the situation in the living room from the attic. He walked down the stairs leisurely, looked at Harry on the ground, and said, "I asked you to pick me up, why did you make such a big fuss?" ah!"

"Harry won't let you go if he doesn't get down," said Hagrid honestly.

"That's right." The Dark Lord said after thinking for a while. He drew out his wand, cast a healing spell on Harry, and then said to Hermione and Ron beside him, "When he wakes up, tell him that since the locket is not here, then I'm leaving. I will abide by what I said before and stop chasing and killing you, but don't make trouble for me either!"

After speaking, the Dark Lord led Hagrid and left Black's old house without looking back.

After leaving Black's old house, the Dark Lord took Hagrid to apparate directly to Dumbledore's graveyard.

"Harry is the mortal enemy in your prophecy, there is no need for you to be kind to him." Hagrid was puzzled by the Dark Lord's behavior of saving Harry just now.

The Dark Lord looked at the tombstone and said flatly, "Hagrid, did you know that the contract between me and Dumbledore has changed."

"What change?" Hagrid didn't understand.

"That's it." The Dark Lord unbuttoned his collar, exposing the skin on his chest, and pointed to the mark above his heart, "This used to be a Dv, but now it's completely turned into a Pv."

"This is..." Hagrid obviously understood and was shocked.

"That's right," the Dark Lord closed his clothes and said, "Harry has completely replaced Dumbledore's position in the contract, that is to say, Harry is my lover in the contract, and he can even restrict my actions. Also because of this, when Harry refused me to leave Black's old house, the sharp sting of his words made me unable to move."

"How could Dumbledore do such a cruel thing!" Hagrid roared angrily, "Even if he died, he wouldn't let you go free! He even let Harry inherit this damn contract, Harry is yours!" Mortal enemy!"

"So, Dumbledore's death was not to let me live, but to drive me to extinction!" The Dark Lord sighed, and said in relief, "That's right, the curse I put on the ring is coming to an end." His life, it is understandable for him to take revenge on me like this."

"How could this be..." Hagrid whimpered sadly.

The Dark Lord reached out and stroked Dumbledore's name on the tombstone, as if speaking to Dumbledore.

"But, professor, you didn't have time to tell your savior more information, so he doesn't know the specific content of this contract, and he doesn't know what kind of powerful weapon you gave him. Therefore, I can tell him about this contract It's a soul contract between lovers, isn't it similar to a real contract? In this way, not only will he not kill me, but he will also fall in love with me, do you think you have miscalculated?"

After the Dark Lord finished speaking, he chuckled lightly.

"Senior, you don't really want to be lovers with Harry, do you?" Hagrid asked in surprise.

"This contract, unless I die, will not be dissolved." The Dark Lord said softly, as if talking to himself, "I have no choice!"

Harry was in a coma, and dimly saw the Dark Lord taking the Elder Wand from Dumbledore's tomb. He wanted to stop it, but was awakened.

When Harry woke up, the first thing he said when he saw Ron was, "Where's the Dark Lord?"

"He's gone." Ron said, handing Harry a glass of water, "Before he left, he said he wouldn't hunt us down and we wouldn't mess with him."

"I dreamed that he got the Elder Wand. I want to stop him, otherwise I will become the same as my previous life! People are dying every day, and many people will die! In the end, Snape, Lupine, Dobby, etc., and even Frey Germany will die!" Harry said excitedly.

"Harry, calm down." Ron tried his best to hold Harry who wanted to get up from the bed, "Hermione's radio said that the Death Eaters have stopped killing people, and we still have time. So, you should eat something first." Things, take a break, Hermione has already gone to prepare."

"But, the Death Eaters won't stop killing people forever, we don't have time!" Harry struggled.

At this moment, Hermione came in with food, and she said: "Ron is right, you need to calm down, Harry. Besides, what can you do now? Where is the Dark Lord and what is he thinking?" We don't know what will be planned. Therefore, we should sort out our thinking first, and then decide how to go in the future, instead of running around like headless chickens!"

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