Section 1: On the edge of the cliff, Sauron sat quietly. The sea surface was calm and peaceful, reflecting the moonlight pouring down from the sky, glowing with sparkling light. The light sea breeze swept across the sea and blew on your face, bringing a slight chill. "You have something on your mind." A soft voice said, and the girl sat next to Sauron. "Do you want to talk to me?" Sauron smiled slightly, put his arms around the girl, and let her lean on his shoulder. The long silver hair shines like a dream under the moonlight. "Don't worry, I can handle it." Sauron said calmly, "Sorry for making you worry." The girl shook her head, "There are some things that are better to be spoken out than to be carried alone. At least, I want you to know , I am willing to face everything with you." Soran was stunned, and then showed a faint smile, "Thank you." In the quiet night, the only sound from the distance was the sound of waves washing on the beach, and the two leaned against each other. Literally, feeling each other's body temperature. "Actually, you should believe Harry." Fleur said softly, "You are brothers. If you can do it, he can do it as well." "But he is not ready yet." Sauron sighed. . "You are wrong, dear." Fleur said softly, "Maybe you have never realized that for your brother, you only care about him, but you never really trust him. At least, so far, you have never trusted him. "Him." Sauron opened his mouth and then smiled bitterly. Fleur was right. When he thought about it carefully, he realized that he had never paid attention to Harry's courage and ability. "Yes, you are right." Sauron smacked his lips and said, "I am too persistent and powerful. I am fearless because of my own strength, but I ignore the courage and belief that come from the heart, or in other words, I don't want to believe it." He looked at the girl and said with some self-deprecation, "Am I very arrogant and pathetic?" "Don't say stupid things." "Although you have had many things in the past. I don't know, but I can understand your heart from the first time we met - aloof and cold, but always leaving a trace of tenderness for love." She looked into his eyes and said softly. , "Perhaps you may seem dark and cold to outsiders, but I know that it is just because you have carried too much for love." Sauron and Fleur looked at each other speechlessly, and then he embraced the girl in his arms, lovingly Kissed her lips. The silver moonlight was like a gauze, and the two hugged each other tightly. Against the backdrop of the starry sky and the sea, they felt like they were in a dream-like scroll Section 2 No. 17 Oak Road, in front of the dilapidated old house , a young man in a black suit suddenly appeared, but the passers-by were unaware of this. He straightened his clothes, then calmly walked to the door of the old house and knocked on the door. Soon, the door opened, and Soran stood at the door, looking at Ibikos who was well-dressed and formally, and said with a smile: "You have entered the role so quickly. If I didn't know you, I would think you are one of those people sitting in the office." "I have been an official of the Ministry of Magic for many years." "This is exactly what I expected, Your Highness." Ibikos said easily, "At least it will make me look more trustworthy." The two walked into the living room, and the elf Bo. Nou put away Ibikos' coat and quickly placed tea and milk in front of the two of them. "Go down, I will call you if necessary." Sauron waved his hand, Bono bowed and disappeared. "How are you doing in the Ministry of Magic?" Sauron leaned on the sofa, holding a teacup, "Is everything going well?" "It's okay, the work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement is boring and boring," Ibikos adjusted carefully. He drank the tea and took a sip with enjoyment. "Fortunately, my family did a lot of work for me in the ministry in advance, which reduced most of the resistance for me." Soran raised his eyebrows, "It seems that there are still people who are interested in you. Hostile. "I can't say hostility," Ibikos said. "It's just a little dissatisfaction. At least it's just dissatisfaction so far." "Oh," Sauron said with a hint of dissatisfaction. Smile, "I'm curious." "They're just some stubborn old guys who have prejudices against Slytherin." Ibikos shrugged and said nonchalantly, "But I don't think that's the main reason. In fact, they So the hostility towards me is just out of the need to protect his own political interests." "Let me guess." Sauron said calmly, "People from the Magical Disciplinary Committee, or Aurors?" "Both. But there is another person with the most intense attitude -" Ibikos took a sip of tea, "It's someone from the International Magic Cooperation Department." "Oh?" Sauron was interested, "Barty Crouch?" "That's right "Ibikos smacked his lips, "Strong, stubborn and ambitious. As you know, he has always been hostile to us. " "So, do you need me to use some means? Sauron narrowed his eyes and looked at Ibikos. "Oh, you don't need to take action, Your Highness." "Ibikos said somewhat coquettishly, "The matter is not that serious yet, but if the conflict between us continues to escalate, I'm afraid we will need your help. Ibikos hesitated for a moment, "Our department has to deal with Aurors a lot, and Crouch has always had a close relationship with Aurors." " Sauron nodded slightly, and Ibikos thought for a while, "By the way, I have one more thing to do today. The things you asked me to prepare have been taken care of. " After seeing off Ibikos, Sauron returned to the study, sat in the chair, and squeezed his eyebrows with his hands. A pair of slightly cool hands touched his cheeks from behind and gently rubbed his temples. Sauron's face With a faint smile, he held her hand and kissed it gently, "I'm so glad to have you with me. Sauron said softly. "Are you leaving?" "Fu Rong asked softly. "Yeah. "Solan closed his eyes and nodded slightly. Fleur hesitated, "I'll go with you. " Sauron was stunned and thought for a moment, "Okay. He stood up, turned around and hugged the girl into his arms, "As long as you are willing." " Section 3 " At Privet Ludsley's house, Harry was bored. Compared to the mysterious magical world, the Muggle world had no color. In the small room that belonged to Harry, he lay in a small and shabby room. On the bed, he was absentmindedly flipping through a magic book - he told the Dursleys that Sirius was his godfather. The identity of Black's murderer frightened them, so Harry is now living better than before. Much more comfortable. After chatting for a few pages, Harry threw the book aside. He felt a little inexplicably irritable. Everything that happened that night when Sirius escaped still troubled him to this day¡ª¡ª Who was the person who arranged the barrier, who knocked Snape unconscious, and what happened when he lost consciousness after releasing the Patronus Charm - when he asked Hermione about it afterwards, she seemed a little confused. Scared, she said that he summoned a powerful patronus and then fainted, but Harry knew very well that what she said was not the truth, at least not the whole truth. Harry had a vague feeling that the whole thing was full of conspiracy. The person controlling everything in the darkness was probably Sauron. Thinking of this, Harry felt even more confused. Peter Pettigrew had escaped. In that terrible prophecy, he would return to Voldemort to help. He rose again. Harry couldn't help but narrow his eyes. What could he do? Voldemort had killed his parents and was an undying enemy with the two brothers. Some inexplicable emotion emerged from the bottom of his heart, some kind of desire. Some kind of desire for power and revenge. In the past three years, Harry has experienced a lot, and he has already had a clear understanding of the world - this world is cruel, whether he believes it or not - even if it is to achieve the highest goal. The power of darkness is also indispensable for the brightest ideal. Harry couldn't help but think of Sauron and what Sauron said when he was learning the Patronus Charm: "It is for protection that we learn to kill. "The ringing of the phone came from downstairs, pulling Harry out of his chaotic thoughts. Harry turned over and continued to read. Harry never paid attention to the phone calls coming into the Dursleys' house. There was no numbness. The melons would call him, and the wizards would send messages with owls ¡°Bang bang bang. "There was a rude knock on Harry's door, accompanied by Uncle Vernon's angry complaints. Although he was reluctant, Harry got out of bed and opened the door. "That brother of yours called and said tomorrow Pick you up and leave early in the morning. Vernon said impatiently, his purple face darkened with excitement, "Hurry up and pack up your rags and leave here as soon as the time comes." "After saying that, Vernon closed the door hard and went downstairs. There was a faint voice of complaint. "Are you leaving? "Harry felt slightly excited and didn't care about Vernon's bad temper. He took out the wand from the drawer and held it tightly. He felt a power rising deep in his heart, which belonged to him. Power. In the dark, Harry had a feeling. He looked at the wand in his hand, slightly in a trance, just like Sauron who was staring at the dark night. "The storm is coming. Sauron and Harry said at the same time.