Harry Potter: Man at Hogwarts but no wand

Harry didn't remember how he returned to school. He only remembered that Dumbledore and a pink-haired female Auror pulled him away from the edge of the roof and said a few words to him. After waking up from Madam Pomfrey's hospital bed, Harry felt his mind was in a mess.

He sat up suddenly, and seemed to be about to roll out of bed reflexively, but was held down by a big hand: "Harry, don't get excited yet." Dumbledore was sitting next to him.

Harry stared at him blankly at first, obviously not coming back to his senses, and then suddenly thought of something and rushed out of the hospital bed.

"Don't be excited, Harry, where do you want to go?" Dumbledore said, looking at him with blue eyes: "You stayed here for two days. Sirius, Mr. Ron Weasley and Miss Granger It would be a relief to know you're awake - they've been so worried."

"Professor, please tell me, have you found Andy?" Harry nodded and blurted out these words.

"It seems there is no way to distract you. Well, Harry. We didn't find him, and I know how you feel now-" Dumbledore said in a very soft voice.

"No, you don't know." Harry's strong anger and guilt suddenly jumped into his heart. He suddenly raised his voice and interrupted the comfort with a roar. Dumbledore did not understand his mood at all.

Harry turned around and turned his back to Dumbledore. He remembered that when they first met, Andy insisted that he come to the table for dinner at the Dursley's house. Andy slapped Quirrell on the head to stop him from doing evil to him. Curse, he promised to spend Christmas with him, helped him resolve the crisis when Dobby made trouble, and they also defeated the basilisk together.

When did they become incompatible? Did she beat him at the Burrow?It was him calling him a traitor, or pointing the wand at him.

Until he remembered that he went to Lawrence's house.Harry closed his eyes. On the top floor of Azkaban, when he was in so much pain that he wanted to die, he had hoped that Andy would kill him, but he didn't know why the other party stopped with hatred on his face.

The more he thought about it, the more painful it became, and then he felt that his hindsight was really ridiculous.

"What you feel in your heart is nothing to be ashamed of, Harry." Dumbledore said, "On the contrary? The fact that you can feel such pain is what makes you the strongest."

Harry felt that his internal organs were mixed together, as if they were being burned. He wanted to hurt himself. He didn't know what he was thinking. When he hated himself, he even hated why Dumbledore had to protect him. Also wanted to hurt Dumbledore.

"My strongest point, isn't it?" Harry's voice was trembling: "My brother is dead, you don't understand at all?? You don't know??"

"I understand," Dumbledore said calmly.

Harry turned around. He felt that Dumbledore had gone too far. He was trembling with anger. There was a red circle around his emerald green eyes: "You don't understand. I don't want to discuss my feelings, okay?"

"Harry, enduring pain like this proves that you are still a human being! This kind of pain is part of human nature-"

"Go to hell with your humanity!" Harry roared, grabbing the pillow on the bed and throwing it at Dumbledore, but he obviously missed the target.

"I don't care!" Harry shouted at him, suddenly grabbed the quilt and threw it on the ground, and then he wanted to lift the bed, but unfortunately he couldn't.

"You care, Harry." Dumbledore said this fact, and he did not stop venting his emotions. His expression was still calm, almost detached. "Harry, I know your pain."

"I - don't - have it!" Harry screamed loudly, his throat felt torn in pain from shouting. When he heard Dumbledore's calm voice, he really wanted to rush to Dumbledore. Lido, punch him hard, break his old calm face, shake him, bruise him, make him feel the same pain as himself.

This kind of hatred was so pale that he even realized that he was shirking responsibility. He screamed helplessly, and gradually squatted down and hugged his legs and sobbed.

"Oh, no, you have." Dumbledore said, his expression calmer: "You think you have done something wrong, and you feel guilty, but you feel that you have no ability to change everything."

"Oh, my God." Madam Pomfrey heard the noise and came in. She was a kind woman, but very stern: "Mr. Potter is standing barefoot on the ground, doesn't Professor Dumbledore care about it - you guys What's going on, Professor Dumbledore, you know the patient shouldn't get too excited."

The two fell silent, and she felt that the atmosphere was not quite right.

"I'm sorry, Madam Pomfrey, please forgive me." Dumbledore knew that Harry was losing his temper. He moved away from the bed and stood aside, and Harry returned to the bed.

Dumbledore apologized again, and under Harry's angry gaze, he persuaded Pomfrey, who looked suspicious, to leave.

"I want to get out of here, I don't want to go any further. If you don't - if you want to leave me here - if you don't let me -" Harry suddenly spoke, not knowing what he could do, and sat slumped Beside the bed.

"Harry, do you want to go back to your Muggle life?" Dumbledore said calmly: "I dare say that escaping is not a good choice. You were born like this Harry, and your family and family leave here."

"My family is dead, let me leave." Harry said again, his tone cold, as calm as Dumbledore's voice.

"Wait until I finish," said Dumbledore.

"You - you think I want - you think I care - I don't care at all what you have to say!" Harry roared. "I don't want to hear a word of what you have to say!"

"You have to listen," Dumbledore said firmly, "because you are angry with me, but not nearly as angry as you should be. If you are going to attack me, I know you will be doing so soon now. , I’d be happy to let you do that.”

"what are you saying?"

"Please listen to me." He was not ordering Harry, but begging him.

Harry turned around. He listened to Dumbledore's words and looked at Dumbledore intently. He almost held his breath, but he basically didn't understand anything.

"It is indeed my fault," Dumbledore said clearly, "or if I may say so, it is my fault - and I want to take full responsibility, Harry. If I had been able to You talk to me openly, Harry, I should have done that, I should have talked to you openly about this a long time ago. But I'm sorry Harry, the truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and it needs Treat it with extra caution, it may be cruel, but I certainly can't lie to you."

Harry nodded, he felt a headache: "Okay."

"Harry, Professor Dumbledore." Lupine came in. He saw that Dumbledore had something to say, so he stood next to Harry.

"The truth..." Dumbledore sighed: "Harry, you may have heard of this prophecy, but you don't know it completely and clearly. In this language, Andy is as important as you, maybe you don't necessarily It's the same way, but it is an important part of defeating Voldemort after all. Harry, in the end, one of you and Voldemort must kill the other, and Andy will be the biggest obstacle - this is indeed cruel, Harry, That sacrifice - the sacrifice required - would bring about Voldemort's return, and wizards would once again live in Voldemort's reign, even - "

"Even what?"

"Even a war between Muggles and wizards is unimaginable to Harry." Dumbledore closed his eyes.

Harry immediately became angry. He knew what it meant. He was not angry about his fate, but he knew that his brother would risk his life for everyone's happy life: "Is there no other way? ?! “That’s not fair!This is really unfair! "Ha yelled, he knew it was in vain, Andy had no choice.

Lupine was stunned on the spot. He didn't expect Dumbledore to tell Harry so early.

He knows that you cannot openly insist on any position on this issue. No matter what, a group of people will jump out to oppose you.But in reality it would be different. Philosophy does not represent choice. No one will stand by Andy's side. Dumbledore does not actually need to be the bad guy. He can just leave it to the wizards to vote. The wizards will naturally Determining his death - Andy didn't even have a chance to struggle, and he didn't know why Dumbledore wanted to keep this secret and bear all this on himself.

"Harry." Lupine held his shoulder. He also heard about Azkaban. At that time, he and Sirius applied at the Ministry of Magic to defend Andy again.Although Lupine always believed that Andy made mistakes because he was forced to control Voldemort, he felt that Andy's hope of regaining freedom was slim, but his best friend still insisted on giving it a try - but now he actually faced Dumbledore and said it himself Knowing the reason, he also had mixed feelings.

"It's too late, Professor Lupin, we did it too late, he jumped from Azkaban." Harry choked a little: "It's my fault, we have no chance."

"No, Harry, you have tried your best. He is not dead, Harry, he just jumped off the fortress and escaped." Remus Lupine comforted softly: "He is still alive, maybe we still have a chance." Luo said he stole something confiscated by the Ministry of Magic, but he kept this." Lupine handed an eight-sided crystal to Dumbledore. He saw the latter's expression change: "Yes Harry, Maybe he has to face reality, but alchemy can allow him to escape. This is what brought him into contact with Nico Flamel. But I didn't expect that my old friend had other plans. I reacted too It's too late, Harry, and it's my fault."

"That is to say—"

"Yes Harry, it is possible that one day you will meet again. I hope you will be strong enough to make your own judgment, and I respect any choice you make." Dumbledore sighed and walked out the door.

Lupine seemed to see that Dumbledore had other thoughts, and Harry finally cried out. The door opened again, and Hermione and Ron gathered around his bed, followed by Seamus and Neville, and finally Sirius.

ps: The two chapters are combined into one. Will the continuity be better when reading?