[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

The first time Harry couldn't bear to fight back was against the three senior boys of the School of Charms. He didn't intend to make a big deal of it, but when the three wands were pointed at him together, the savior suddenly didn't want to take any more patience up.He is not a child who doesn't understand anything, so he knows very well what the spells from the tips of the three wands mean. If you are lucky, let him lie in bed for a few days. impossible.If Harry really did something wrong, then he would admit it, but he never thought he was wrong from the beginning to the end.

"Torn apart!" In the end, he kept his hand. Although for a moment, an ominous light belonging to black magic flickered on Harry's fingertips, in the end it was still just a simple spell, and the target was to be hit by Harry. Three magic wands flying.The savior's wandless magic was completely taught by Voldemort, so the angle of this spell was extremely tricky. The light grazed the skins of the teenagers, and after a slight sound, the three wands exploded into pieces of sawdust.

"No—you, how could you!" The leading boy was in a daze at the moment when the wand was released from his hand. He never thought that a mere second-year student of the physical arts academy could easily use wandless magic to take away his wand. His magic wand, there is no such thing as blessings and misfortunes never come singly, but only for a moment, when he came back to his senses, he only saw the wreckage of his own wand.

The young man glared at the black-haired and green-eyed boy across the way. If it wasn't for the ferocious expression on his face, Harry would have almost thought he was crying just by hearing this tone, but so what? ?

Harry stared at the three people across from him expressionlessly, his eyes didn't fluctuate in the slightest, but the majestic magic power escaped from his body uncontrollably, oppressing every creature around him without any gap.The people who hid on the sidelines to watch the excitement, after feeling the pressure, were probably taken aback and backed away hurriedly with a frightened expression on their faces... This action was not done subjectively by them, if it had to be described, On the contrary, it was more like an invisible palm, pushing them one by one to the distance.But the feeling of the three people in the middle of the pressure field was completely different. The invisible palm firmly pressed them in place, and it was extremely difficult to even move a finger.

"You...what are you trying to do?" A look of panic flashed across the ferocious expression, and the young man's flushed face gradually faded to paleness. Bluffing anger. "What do I want to do... Heh, I think I should be the one to ask this question, what do you guys want to do?" The savior sneered and took a step forward, the rising pressure almost made the person opposite him kneel down On the ground, the boy lowered his eyelids calmly, concealing the unbearable twinge in his eyes, and continued in a tone without any fluctuations: "I have never even heard of your names since entering Imofani. , Naturally, there is no possibility of offending you... But you still chose three-on-one to bully me who is only in the second grade. In this case, the only reasonable reason I can guess is one, or Because of those textbooks from the Muggle world, right?"

After hearing Harry's words, the young man not only didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but instead glared at the boy in front of him more fiercely: "Since you know it well in your heart, why would you do such a thing, don't you know the rules? "Rules, rules, rules again...Harry irritated and shook his hair. If he remembers correctly, the so-called rules are not allowed to have close contact with the Muggle world, and now they are just a few textbooks." , how could he be brought into the same line with the Muggle world?

"It's pointless, even if you are stronger than every student in this school, it doesn't mean you are qualified to act recklessly, Imofani, and you will never welcome anything related to the Muggle world!" the teenager Standing under the pressure, he said these words almost word for word, and then Harry fell silent. Perhaps this was what he was most worried about. It didn't matter whether he was strong or not in this situation. He was slightly better than Voldemort back then, and he was still powerless against these people in front of him. After all, one person would never be able to isolate a school.

In the end, Harry didn't do anything to those three people, he sighed deeply, turned around and went to Morris' office, of course not seeking help, but just hoping that person could give himself a reason, a relatively acceptable one. reason.

Morris seemed never to be surprised by his presence. The handsome blond man smiled and beckoned Harry to sit across from him. The boy didn't need to ask, Morris knew what he was coming here for. "Let's put it this way, how do you want me to help you, Harry?" Morris asked calmly: "Although I am confident that I can help you solve the current problem, if you insist on not giving up another part of your courses, Then I suggest that you better directly participate in the exchange student program for the next semester, North America may not be suitable for you."

Harry seriously thought about every word Morris just said, and went through his brain carefully several times before engraving the most critical piece of information he had summed up into his brain. He nodded slightly: "I understand, I... will leave." The little savior with black hair and green eyes sighed. In a sense, the North American wizarding world may be the most suitable place for him to get in touch with Voldemort, but now he is Having to leave, after all, he didn't feel so good.

"But this won't be forever, Harry, if you can make yourself capable enough in the next time, then you can come back and try to change the status quo of the wizarding world in North America." I noticed the flash in Harry's eyes Feeling very sad, the blond man raised the corners of his lips in relief, rubbed the top of the boy's hair with his broad and thick palm, and added this sentence calmly.

"Could it be, Morris, you don't agree with this approach?" Harry immediately raised his head, not realizing how eagerly he was staring at the person opposite him: "If that's the case, then why..."" No, I don’t disagree, but I don’t agree either.” Morris’s expression became more serious: “To be honest, I don’t really care whether the wizarding world overlaps with the Muggle world, as you said, in the past It's all in the past, and the future should not be bound by it, but Harry, can you guarantee that similar things will not happen in the future?" "I'm not sure..." Harry didn't answer right away, he lowered his head and thought for a while , then shook his head with a wry smile. "This is the key, Harry. In order to prevent similar incidents from happening, the best way is to completely isolate, but if one day, you, you can guarantee the absolute safety of the wizarding world, then no one will insist on sealing it off." Morris used magic to pour a glass of water for himself and Harry leisurely, and continued to explain to the confused boy: "The closure of the wizarding world in North America is a decision made after discussions between the major families. To a large extent, it is not a real exclusion, but a temptation. They want to know what your real purpose is, just out of their own interest, or want to break the closure of North America."

"Merlin, I mean, did they think too much? I just studied some Muggle courses by myself, and I didn't think of telling anyone about it. I was discovered out of Accident..." Harry didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face the facts in front of him. No wonder he always felt that things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface, but the truth behind them... If Morris hadn't pointed it out for him, He himself could never have imagined it.

"I have to say, this doesn't look like an accident at all." Morris raised one eyebrow, touched his chin, and the arc of the corner of his lips was inexplicably teasing: "Why did you put that A few textbooks are in your schoolbag, I remember that you didn’t have any spare time in your schedule that day, even if you did, I don’t think it’s something suitable to be brought to the library.”

"I just took the wrong one by accident..." Harry lowered his eyes in annoyance. If he knew this would happen, he must have packed his schoolbag carefully that night, so as not to think about Voldemort's ambiguous words. What does it mean, one wrong step, one wrong step, after Morris pointed out the floor for him, Harry immediately turned the corner. If he thinks about it this way, it's not just that one time that he made the wrong choice during this period of time.

"Well, even if you took it wrong, then why did the little girl from the Darker family find out about it? I think I understand your skills well. Even if you're not in the right shape, you won't be able to get caught Pulling away the schoolbag, how do you explain this?" Morris' voice amplified a little, and he looked at Harry clearly with the meaning of 'you don't have to hide it anymore, I understand'.

"Yes, I, yes, wrong..." Harry took a deep breath and didn't want to talk anymore. He now understands what it means to be irresponsible. Although it was a misunderstanding from the beginning to the end, he just explained everything now. Unclear, especially after he got his hands on the three senior boys. "Do you understand where I went wrong?" Glancing at the realization and annoyance in the boy's eyes from the corner of the eye, Morris smiled happily and relievedly: "If you want to hide your strength, hide it to the end. It's too easy to arouse others' suspicion if you expose it halfway like you ...Fortunately, the time limit is not too bad." "Finally, I want to give you a suggestion," Morris finally said before sending Harry out of his office: "Attention, it's just a suggestion, and the final choice is still up to you." In your hands, I personally think Durmstrang is a better fit for you than Beauxbatons, if you still want to come back here in the end."

"Why do you say that?" Harry was slightly taken aback, looking at the people around him puzzled.Morris didn't answer his question directly. The blond man just patted him on the shoulder casually: "Before making a choice, you can first understand the styles of these two schools. I don't want my opinion to affect you. Well, that's it, you should go to lunch."