Hogwarts's Master of Mind

"His house is quite a mess, isn't it?" Aiden and Harry, who had successfully recruited Horace, were walking on the street, and Aiden spoke first.

"What on earth is going on?" Harry was a little confused.

"You see, Horace is from Slytherin. He is shrewd and ambitious, so he likes to win over promising students."

Aiden pulled out some coconut sorbet and offered it to Harry, but he refused.

"Your words also moved him. Don't give the other party too much room for thinking during negotiations.

Try to keep the other party in a state of chaos, so that it will be easier for them to make mistakes in their judgment.

Omissions are often our opportunities.”

Experienced audiences gave Harry as much as they could, because his own storm was coming.

Walking up to the statue at the intersection of the community, Aiden glanced at the sky.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your romantic evening, Harry."

"It's okay, I can go back tomorrow and make up an excuse to coax her." Harry gave Aiden a smile that every man could understand.

"No, I mean, you have to live in the Burrow for the next period of time. Dumbledore has gone to the Dursleys to pack your luggage. We should still have time to go there now."

The dragon didn't take in Harry's expressive expression and instead gave him a sly smile.

"What? Oh——" Harry was not paying attention and was dragged into the sea of ​​consciousness by Aiden again.

The Dursleys, 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging.

"Huff~Huff~" Harry was gasping for breath, supporting his knees with his hands.

"Couldn't you have warned me before going in?" Harry complained.

Coincidentally, Dumbledore appeared at the end of the road amid the cry of a phoenix.

He used the De-luminator to steal all the lights around him.

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore." Aiden stepped forward.

"I thought you were going to tell me that you are still as charming as ever after fifty years."

Dumbledore winked at Aiden playfully.

"Fifty years?" Harry widened his eyes and looked at Aiden in disbelief.

"Don't look at me like that. I just used time magic to go back in time and did a little thing." Aiden lowered his hat modestly.

"Okay, let's move quickly, or we'll disturb the Dursleys' rest."

Dumbledore flicked his wand, and the fence and gate of the Dursleys' house opened automatically, and then he walked in with two people.

"Ah!" Petunia screamed when she saw someone breaking in, but she calmed down after seeing Dumbledore's face clearly.

"Oh my God." Fenon, who came out with the ice cream, was also startled and the spoon fell to the ground.

The ice cream on the spoon smeared on the carpet, making Penny dizzy.

"Good evening, Penny and Vernon. The agapanthus you planted outside looks great."

Dumbledore greeted them politely.

"What are you doing here again? Do you know that you are illegally intruding?" Vernon bravely scolded Dumbledore.

"I thought you would welcome me."

Dumbledore pretended not to understand the atmosphere and spoke in a very depressed tone.

Then he flicked his wand and the sofa came flying up and crashed into the knees of the three Dursleys.

They stumbled and fell onto the sofa, and Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the sofa rolled back to its original position.

"In that case, why not sit down and settle down first?" Dumbledore said happily.

Dumbledore took the two students to their seats, and after waiting for a while, he discovered that the Dursleys did not want to serve them tea.

He simply conjured up a bottle of mead and six cups, the wine poured automatically into the cups, and the cups flew towards the heads of the three Dursleys.

"Enough, what on earth do you want to do?" Fenon knocked over three cups.

"To be honest, I'm very disappointed with the harm you, Vernon and Paige, have caused Harry to suffer over the past sixteen years."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them.

"I hope that you can let Harry come back here again before he turns seventeen." Dumbledore made his request.

"Okay, I agree!" Penny hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

"Peggy, what are you thinking about? Didn't we agree to kick him out when he's sixteen and can live independently?"

Vernon grabbed his wife's shoulders in confusion.

"But Vernon, he is my sister's son and the last trace of her in the world." Penny looked directly at Vernon, tears welling up in her eyes.

Vernon was silent. He let go of Penny's shoulders and leaned back on the sofa.

Dumbledore gave Aiden a look, and Aiden waved his wand, and Harry's luggage was automatically packed and put into his pocket.

"I think it's time for me to leave, but, Penny and Vernon, I want to give you one last reminder.

Although Harry has received nothing but neglect and abuse from you all these years, the silver lining is that

He at least escaped the injury you inflicted on the unfortunate boy who sat between you.”

The blue pupils under Dumbledore's half-moon glasses were filled with disappointment but also a little relief.

After hearing what Dumbledore said, none of the Dursleys said anything, but Dudley frowned, thinking about what kind of abuse he had suffered.

"So, it's time to say goodbye to them, Harry." Aiden patted Harry on the back.

"Goodbye." Harry greeted them coldly.

Outside, Dumbledore put his hat on.

"I don't think I'll be free to take you to Diagon Alley. I have to keep an eye on Tom. Harry, I'll leave it to you."

Dumbledore glanced at Aiden, then turned his gaze to Harry.

"Harry, listen, I'm sorry that Sirius is in a coma, and I understand your sadness."

"I'm fine, Professor. I will fight Voldemort and the Death Eaters to the end like the other members of the Order of the Phoenix. Besides, we still have you."

Harry was strong and optimistic, but Aiden and Dumbledore looked at each other and then tacitly looked away.

"Yes, you are worthy of being their child." Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder.

Then......

“Oh~Oh——”

Harry was carried into the ocean of collective unconsciousness in a wave of coldness.

Harry, who came here for the third time, obviously had a little adaptability.

He reached out and touched Aiden's cold scales and asked, "Aiden, can I learn this kind of magic like you in the future?"

"Uh." Aiden was speechless for a moment and reorganized his words.

"Many people want you to practice the other one. That would definitely be great, but I haven't found a way to practice this kind of magic yet."

Aiden curled his lips, but fortunately his expression was not obvious as he had transformed into a dragon.

"But you have magic of your own, Harry. You have been in contact with this force since you were a child."

"What power?" Harry was puzzled.

"Love."