if i am not me

Trembling, he closed the parchment in his hand, Harry took a deep breath and raised the letter in his hand, "...Magic?"

"Yes." Looking at the child's green eyes and the contours of his face, Snape's black eyes flickered for a while, and there was no intention of continuing to explain in his light tone. He believed that this child knew better than anyone else that he would accept it. reason for this letter.Sure enough, the boy soon showed a happy smile, although this smile was soon replaced by a cautious expression.

After calming down, Harry involuntarily looked at Mary, with a trace of anxiety, he met Mary's eyes.

No fear, no loathing, no alienation.At this time, Mary was looking at herself with a smile, with joy, curiosity, and indescribable encouragement between her brows.The strings that had been tense in his heart suddenly relaxed in those clear eyes, and the corners of his mouth parted, and Harry giggled and threw himself into Mary's tender embrace.

Afterwards, listening to Mary discussing with Snape about his going to school, Harry just sat quietly aside, keeping a faint smile and listening attentively.Because of his special situation, he can get the bursary fund specially provided by Hogwarts for orphans like them, which makes Harry glad that he doesn't have to let Mary worry about his tuition and miscellaneous fees, and he starts to pay attention to the purchase of school supplies. Get up.

Two days later, holding the dark red money bag full of Galleons, and after repeatedly assuring Mary that he would be able to complete today's trip, Harry stepped on the bus to London.Mary was worried that Harry would go so far away from London alone, but no matter how smart she was, she still didn't understand the wizarding world. Harry used a little trick to relieve her of her doubts. Leigh said that when he arrived in London, someone would take good care of him.

The speed of the car is not slow, and it only took more than 4 hours to reach London.Getting out of the car in good spirits, Harry touched the map Snape gave him that he didn't need in his pocket, and walked leisurely towards the Broken Axe.It was noon now, Harry bought a piece of bread casually, and walked through streets lined with shops and bustling crowds with ease. Only then stopped.

'It's the same here. Slightly raising the corners of his mouth, Harry looked up at the almost tattered and almost unrecognizable signboard, and pushed open the door that separated the wizarding world from the Muggle world.

The Leaky Cauldron was still dark and dirty, as lively and noisy as ever.Several old women with wrinkled faces were sitting in the corner drinking sherry in small glasses, and one of them was smoking a long pipe, filling the bar with the choking smell of tobacco.A man in a top hat was chatting happily with Tom, making harsh wheezing and wheezing sounds from time to time, so loud that Harry, who had just entered the door, could hear it.

In such a noisy place, no one would pay attention to new customers, and the too thin figure of the black-haired boy made him completely submerged in the crowd. He lowered his head in satisfaction, and Harry quickly walked across the bar to the surrounding walls. in the small patio.

Just at this time, some wizards were planning to go to Diagon Alley. A tall, brown-haired man took out his wand and tapped on the wall three times. The brick wall automatically moved around, and a doorway was exposed after a while. And the familiar breath also rushed to the face.Harry stood in a daze on this winding cobblestone-paved street with no end in sight. He had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, but in the end it just turned into a sigh.

Harry's first stop was the pet shop. Although the price of an owl was enough to cut half of his already relatively rich purse in an instant, there was Hedwig, the snow-white owl who had been following him all the time.The hurried footsteps stopped in front of a dark store, and there was a low and soft humming sound from time to time. The sign in front of the door read: Yila Owl Store - Gray Forest Owl, Screech Owl, Grass Owl, Brown Owl Xiao Xiao, Xue Xiao.

right here.

Unable to wait to push the door open, Harry walked into the space filled with all kinds of cages.It was smelly and noisy here. Cages were hung in every conceivable gap on the walls and floors, and the little creatures in the cages kept making various noises.Sweeping his gaze over these cages one by one, Harry found Hedwig effortlessly. Well, although it doesn't have that name yet, it will soon.Secretly glad that it hadn't been bought by others, Harry paid the money readily, stroked Hedwig's snow-white feathers affectionately, and gently kissed Hedwig's little head.All these years, he didn't dare to think about Hedwig's situation after he died on the battlefield, because Harry knew her loyalty and intelligence...

There was some tightness in his chest, and Harry had to exhale a few foul breaths to dispel the emotion.Mentioning Hedwig's cage, Harry decided on his second stop today: Ollivander's wand store.

The distance was not far, and it didn't take long for Harry to get there.The store is still as it is in memory, full of wand boxes piled up like a mountain, and the occasional tinkling bells are heard from the back of the store, bringing an ancient and peaceful atmosphere to the whole store.

"Good afternoon." The soft voice sounded suddenly, startling Harry's wandering thoughts.Realizing the situation, Harry immediately responded with a stiff smile, "Uh... hello."

"A freshman at Hogwarts?" Ollivander looked up and down the boy in front of him with small eyes, "What's your name?"

"Harry Johnson, sir."

Obviously, Harry's polite answer made Ollivander feel good. He took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket, smiled slightly and said, "Which hand do you like to use? Oh, it depends. Which arm will you wield your wand with?"

"Well... I'm used to using my right hand." Harry clenched his fists, and then said a little nervously.

"Raise your arms. Good." After speaking, he put the tape measure on Harry's shoulder and let it start measuring automatically, while he stared at the scales and muttered to himself.From shoulders to fingertips, from wrists to elbows, from shoulders to the floor, from knees to armpits, and finally around the head, the measuring tape went around almost every part of Harry's body.Harry's expression was a little uncomfortable, but Ollivander obviously didn't look at his face, he just put a bunch of long boxes just off the shelf in front of Harry.

"Okay," he said, and the tape slid to the ground and rolled up. "Well, let's try this one first. Poplar wood and snake nerve." He closed his mouth, and handed him a wand that looked solid.Harry took it timidly, the touch of his hand made him almost unable to restrain his magic power.Deliberately waved it with a jerky technique, and as expected, Ollivander immediately snatched the wand away. "No, no, not this one." After speaking, he stuffed a more flexible wand into his hand, "Try it!"

In the following time, Harry seemed to have returned to the time when he first came to Ollivander, the wands were held tightly by him one after another, and then he returned to Ollivander in a series of shaking his head.Listening to the muttering in his ear, Harry glanced at Ollivander's increasingly happy expression, and his expression gradually softened.

Ollivander tapped his fingers on his temple, looking as if he was remembering something wonderful, "Let me think about it, oh - there it is, extraordinary combination. We can try that one, boy." Suddenly remembering something, Ollivander happily ran to a shelf and took out a long dusty box.

"Try it." Ollivander handed Harry his wand. "Holly wood, phoenix feather, eleven inches long, not only hard, but also very resilient!" Harry's eyes, which were originally full of smiles, suddenly dimmed after hearing the introduction, and it took a long time before he controlled his trembling hands to accept the words. Passing that wand, in an instant, the familiar warm current began to circulate in the body continuously with the fingertips touching the wand. Almost immediately, Harry pointed the wand precisely at the unsuspecting Ollivander, "Obliviate ( forget nothing)".There was a flash of white light, Ollivander showed a dull expression, and Harry knew that he had succeeded.Touching the wand box with his wand, Harry put the holly wand in his pocket, waiting for Ollivander to wake up.After a long time, the old man blinked blankly and found that Harry was staring at him curiously, "Sir?"

The soft call made him realize that he was accidentally distracted just now, and Ollivander immediately smiled away his wrinkled old face, showing an apologetic expression, "Oh, sorry, kid. Let me think... You are such a picky customer, haha." He walked to the shelf, muttered for a long time, then patted himself on the head, and took out a box placed on the top shelf. "Maybe this one will work better, ebony, phoenix feather, ten inches, very flexible." After speaking, he handed the wand to Harry.

Harry took the wand, and while it wasn't as exclusive as the holly wand, it was definitely better than the previous ones.After waving it, many sparks appeared from the tip of the wand, and the dancing spots of light cast on the four walls.Ollivander looked at the effect and could only say regretfully in the end. "This one is also good, but obviously not the best for you..."

Harry smiled and said he didn't mind, inspected the wand in his hand with satisfaction, and paid six Galleons.

It wasn't until he left Ollivander that Harry put his hands in his pockets, Mosuo held the holly wand inside, and fell into deep thought.

According to Dumbledore's guess, the reason why the holly wood phoenix feather wand chose Harry Potter as its master was because he was "the boy who lived", or more precisely, because he was Voldemort's last Horcrux .It was this soul-deep fetter that made it choose Harry Potter over others.But now he is just an orphan who doesn't even know his own life experience, why can he still get its approval?

After thinking about it, it is only possible that he has a deeper connection with Voldemort's soul, so that it surpasses the attraction that belongs to the Horcrux.

What kind of bond can surpass a split soul?Death, rebirth, Horcruxes, scars, magic wands, all connected, Harry couldn't help but start guessing.

The first premise of resurrecting the dead is to maintain a complete soul, and Harry thinks this is beyond doubt.He died in Avada Kedavra (Avada Kedavra), which is an attack specifically aimed at the soul. After receiving this attack, it is basically equivalent to directly hurting the soul, so it is known as one of the most evil magic in history—— Not just because it takes the life of another, but because it affects the integrity of the soul.

But the fact is that after being attacked by Avada Kedavra (Avada Kedavra), he successfully revived his body, and the scar engraved on his soul that followed him all his life disappeared. Does this represent a possibility: the remaining soul is in his body? When he was attacked, he accidentally replaced his soul, enduring the demise that originally belonged to him.This statement can not only explain why he can come back to life, but also make the disappearance of that scar more reasonable.

But it is an indisputable fact that he was recognized by the wand. Playing with the holly wand in his hand, Harry felt the warmth brought by the magic power in his body, and suddenly thought, could it be his soul that did something when Voldemort's soul disappeared? What, say, absorbs?

I was taken aback by my own thoughts, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt that this possibility was very high.Because he absorbed Voldemort's soul, he not only accepted the energy in it, but also accepted some characteristics of his soul, such as the attraction to the wand.Of course, it may even have affected the appearance of this body.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that this body was very similar to his original one.The same black hair, the same deep green eyes, and even the facial features are similar to Harry Potter, but the reason why he thinks this is a coincidence is because the difference is obvious - this body His facial features are much better than his original appearance.The appearance James and Lily gave him was not bad, but if he compared it with the current appearance, Harry would say pertinently that the current facial features are very delicate, and as he grows older, this change becomes more and more obvious.Harry thought it was just the body itself, but if it was influenced by Voldemort's soul, the reason for the change seemed more reasonable.

His mind was spinning rapidly, and Harry just bought the second-hand books and other required items in such a deep thought. After he realized, he found that he was only short of a robe.

With things in both hands, Harry could only shake his head to get himself out of thinking for a while. The last stop today was Mrs. Malkin's robe store. Looking at the sky, Harry hoped that he should be able to catch the last bus .