Connor's Hogwarts

Harry was in a very beautiful mood, yes, beautiful.

Ever since he was chosen as Seeker by Professor McGonagall, his mood was as bright as the sun shining after winter.

He, Harry Potter, is now also a skilled person!

Harry left the annoying Dursley family and came to a magical world of wizards that ordinary people would not have access to. He also met many good friends. So much happiness overlapped together. Originally, he should have ushered in a dreamlike world. school life…

But Harry is not truly happy. Harry is very confused because...he is an extraordinary...ordinary person.

From the moment he stepped into this magical world, everyone was telling him one thing - "You are a hero."

There is no child who has not dreamed of becoming a hero, and Harry was a child too.

However, when this hard-won glory was so close, Harry felt that this glory was not attractive at all.

On the way to school, he learned a lot. For example, there used to be a black devil who was too terrible to mention his name. For example, he was the only person who survived the devil's curse. For example, his parents died. In the hands of that Voldemort...

Although Harry was still young, he also understood one thing: How could he possibly defeat the terrifying Dark Lord when he was just a one-year-old child?

If I was really so powerful, how could I have been bullied by Dudley for so many years...

Obviously, it was my parents who defeated the Dark Lord. They sacrificed their lives to protect me. They are the real heroes!

The eleven-year-old Harry had this idea deeply engraved in his heart, so he wanted to know more about his parents, he wanted to go to the academy where his parents had stayed, and he wanted to prove that those who had been rescued He is also valuable, and he also wants to...become a hero.

But unfortunately, he found that he was no different from other little wizards. No matter which magic class he was in, he performed mediocrely. In this school, there were too many who were better than him. of people.

Only then did Harry realize that he was just... an ordinary person.

But there’s nothing wrong with that! Being able to learn magic is a very lucky thing! Harry often comforted himself in this way.

But... I still feel a little bit unwilling...

This unwillingness continued until... Harry took hold of the broomstick.

"The youngest Seeker in the past century"!

Nearly a hundred years! the youngest! Seeker! Although I still don’t know what a seeker does, I think it’s awesome when I hear it! really! I am still unusual! For the first time, Harry had strong confidence in himself

The storm passed, the sun came out, and Harry felt like he was okay again.

Just when Harry's self-confidence suddenly increased, an annoying little brat dared to challenge him! ?

There's nothing to say, just one word, damn it!

Harry felt that if he added Ron, he would definitely! perhaps--! Ying...should be able to defeat Malfoy and his followers...right?

No...don't care. If you lose, you don't lose the formation. We all have to come down anyway. Is there any reason to retreat?

So, this midnight, Harry and Ron were going to do something big!

However, the first step is not easy...

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"You will get points deducted for doing this!" Hermione, wearing pink pajamas, stopped in front of the Gryffindor lounge door and said to Harry and Ron seriously: "I almost told your brother Percy! He is the prefect, he will definitely stop you!"

Harry frowned. He felt that this girl was too nosy, but now, no one could stop him: "Let's go, Ron."

"You, go back to sleep!" Ron nodded and followed Harry, and said harsh words to Hermione.

Harry and Ron walked around Hermione, pushed aside the Fat Lady's portrait and crawled out of the hole.

"You can't be so selfish! Don't you all care about Gryffindor's House Cup?" Hermione whispered angrily, and climbed out after the two of them.

"Go away!"

Hermione's face was ashen, these two bastards! Not gentlemanly at all! Why should I care about them!

"Okay, okay, I hope I can see you in the castle tomorrow! You guys are so-"

When Hermione turned around, the portrait of the Fat Lady was empty. The Fat Lady had gone to visit someone at night. Hermione was locked out of the common room.

"." Hermione turned around, and Harry and Ron had already sneaked away. She quickly chased after him: "Wait for me! I'll go with you too!"

"You are not allowed to go!"

"I can bear false witness for you! So that you won't be punished too harshly!"

"Hey, you are no less courageous than us."

"Stop making noise!" Harry walked at the front and lowered his voice and said, "I heard something!"

Several people were silent at the same time and walked around the corner nervously. Then they saw a person curled up in the corner, sleeping soundly.

"Neville?!" x3

Neville woke up in a daze and saw Harry and the others. He said happily: "Thank God! Finally someone came out. I have been trapped outside for a long time! I forgot the password and can't get in."

Ron shook his head and said: "The code is [Pig Nose], but it's useless for you to know it now, the Fat Lady is gone."

"Oh my God!"

Harry asked with concern: "What's wrong with your arm? Neville."

Neville waved his hand and replied: "It's okay, Madam Pomfrey cured it in no time."

"Not bad, okay, Neville, listen, we are going to a place now, we will see you later -"

"Don't leave me! I don't want to stay here alone. The ghost of Bloody Balor has passed by here twice!"

Ron looked at his watch and glared angrily at Hermione and Neville.

"If either of you two causes us to be caught, I will definitely learn the monster spell Quirrell mentioned and use it on you."

"." You're a shitty monster curser. Hermione opened her mouth and rarely refuted Ron's words, probably because she thought it was meaningless.

As a result, the Gryffindor Night Tour team changed from two to four. They arrived on the third floor and tiptoed towards the prize display room.

But Malfoy and the others were not here. Harry tightened his grip on his wand and stood ready, fearing that Malfoy would suddenly come out of nowhere and shoot him in the face.

…but nothing happens

After a while, Ron whispered in a low voice, "Malfoy is late. He must be too scared to come."

"Come on!" Hermione sneered angrily: "Obviously, you were deceived by him. If it were me, I wouldn't come to participate in such a boring duel. Maybe Malfoy even secretly told the professor—— "

"Smell everywhere, dear, they may be hiding in a corner, Jiejiejiejiejie~" A strange and eerie voice sounded.

"Damn it! It's Filch! We've been fooled!" Ron cursed in a low voice, not noticing the abnormality in his laughter.

"(Go this way)!" Harry pointed in another direction and made a sneaking gesture, trying to sneak around, but after taking a few steps, someone's footsteps could be heard on the other road. Had to change direction again.

Then, under the influence of some mysterious force, they were forced to a dead end.

"(This door is locked)!" Ron was shocked.

"(This is the fourth floor, the professor won't let us come)!" Harry turned pale as he listened to the footsteps behind him.

"(Get out of the way)! Alohomora! (Alohomora opens)" Hermione pushed away a few useless boys and cast a spell at the door lock. As a result, the lock that the twins could not open despite all their efforts could not be opened this time. Opened in response.

All four little kids hid in this room and closed the door tightly. Everyone's heartbeat was beating like a drum.

"They must be around here, look carefully, dear - oh! Damn it! Peeves! What are you doing!?"

A sweet female voice came from outside the door: "Hahahaha! Filch! Big idiot! Take advantage of me!"

"Stop!"

The sounds outside the door gradually faded away, and several people breathed a sigh of relief. They were thinking about thanking Pepper tomorrow. Then, they heard Neville's trembling voice with fear:

"Quick. Quick. Run. Run. Run."

"Neville what are you doing - ugh!"

"They haven't left yet—ugh!"

"Ah! Ah-ah!!!"

The little ghosts who turned around one after another were so frightened by the scene in front of them that they lost their voices for a moment.

A big dog! A big dog with three heads! Six pairs of eyes were staring at them eagerly! It laughed so much that it drooled!

"Open the door!!!" Several people pulled at the door frantically.

"It can't be opened!!" Hermione screamed desperately. The door behind her couldn't be opened at this time. When had she ever been frightened like this? Hermione was about to cry!

"Help!!!" x4

The three big mouths were getting closer and closer. The little kids were desperate and closed their eyes at the same time, preparing to wait for death.

At this time, they heard an old and energetic voice.

"This is not the place for you kids."

Harry was the first to open his eyes and found that at some point, an old man suddenly appeared in front of them.

Dumbledore? No, not the principal, this is an old wizard with a long gray beard and wearing a gray robe. He holds a crude wooden staff in his hand, and there seems to be a sword at his waist?

The little kids stopped screaming. When the old wizard who appeared out of nowhere stood in front of them, they all felt inexplicably relieved.

"You evil beast, step back." The old wizard said calmly, but the three-headed dog was obviously not very attractive. It felt that it was offended! The three-headed dog opened its bloody mouth!

"Hmph!" The old wizard took a step forward on a crutch, just when Harry and the others thought that this old gentleman was going to use some powerful magic.

"Stick with the stick." The old wizard stood on his left foot, quickly spun around his body, swung the wooden stick fiercely, and struck hard!

-

99999! !

The three-headed dog was hit on the head by the wooden stick and flew backwards off the ground! He hit the wall and passed out! The whole castle seemed to tremble a few times.

"???"

"!!!"

"!?!?!?"

"???????"

The mouths of the four little brats seemed to be falling to the ground. What did they see? ? ? A wizard! Use a magic wand! Knocked the devil dog away! ! ? Physical attack? ? ? ! ! !

Seeing the three-headed dog fainted against the wall, Harry felt that everything in front of him was subverting his understanding. Harry felt more confused than ever before.

who I am? where am I? Isn't this the wizarding world? ? Am I dreaming? ? ?

At this time, the gray-robed wizard patted his robe, turned around and said to them with a smile: "Okay, children, it's getting late, you should go back to sleep."

The door behind them opened naturally, and the four little kids walked out of the room in a daze. The gray-robed Wu Bu and the gray-robed old man followed behind and locked the door again.

"Well, I have to leave too. Remember not to come here again. You are not so lucky to meet me every time." After the old man in gray robe finished speaking, his body gradually began to become blurry: "So, Goodbye, kids."

"Wait! Sir! Can you tell me your name?!" Seeing that the powerful mage was about to disappear, Harry blurted out without thinking.

"The name is just a title. I don't have a name, if you insist on knowing a name." The figure of the old man in gray robe disappeared in front of several people, but his voice still echoed in the ears of Harry and others:

".You can call me Gandalf."

What no one knew was that the old man's second words rang in Harry's ears:

"Don't tell others. If you want to know something, wait for me alone by the [tree that hits people] tomorrow..."

"...Remember...to keep it secret..."