Dementors of the Blakes

Harry Potter encountered the most inexplicable thing in his life. Although his life was full of ups and downs, he had never seen such an absurd scene.

He didn't know how all this happened. In his memory, he should be in front of the grave of his godfather Sirius now.

Today is the death day of his godfather.

How many years have passed?Back then, the savior had already begun to grow old, and the children had grown up and worked. Time passed so quickly, and the thrilling events of that year seemed to be right in front of our eyes, but in fact...it was a long time ago.

It would be great if the godfather was still there, his son Regulus James Black got married and had a daughter, Sirius... he could be a grandfather already.

In terms of the lifespan of a wizard, he shouldn't have died so early.

After saying goodbye to the old Mrs. Black, the young Black and his wife, and their 5-year-old daughter, Harry stood alone in front of Sirius' cemetery, and couldn't help sighing. He knew that his godfather died so badly. It was so early because he had a knot in his heart.

This knot is his younger brother Regulus.

If Ginny hadn't disclosed the news that Regulus was resurrected as a corpse, would things have developed to this point?

After that incident, Sirius never wanted to see Ginny, and Ginny herself actually regretted it.

It's a pity that everything has already happened, and it cannot be undone.

With such regrets, the former savior sat wearily in front of the cemetery, and fell asleep unconsciously.

But who can tell him what is going on? !

The savior, who was already old enough to be able to face the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his face, finally twitched again after many years.

How...how did he turn back to the abused child he was when he was 8,9 or [-] years old, lying dirty on the side of the Muggle street?

Harry sat blankly by the side of the street, feeling that his "old" brain was a little bit overwhelmed. He even wondered if he was under some terrible curse, otherwise how could he become like this in the blink of an eye?

He shook his head, staggered up from the ground, tried to use the magic spell in his body, but found that his magic power had also returned to the initial level when he was a child.

He checked some of his condition. Although it was still the robe he was wearing before, it hung loosely on his thin body, as if it had been stolen.

The wand in the robe was still there, but he might not be able to use any decent spells in his current condition, and there was nothing else on him except Galleon in a small pouch.

...If I knew it earlier, I would have brought some potions with me. It would be much better if I had an aging potion.

Pulling the robes that were dragging on the floor, Harry subconsciously touched his forehead again.

Fortunately, Lightning's scar was still the same as it had been, and it didn't change back to the original condition as his body shrank. Otherwise, it would be a big problem.

He looked around, and walked out cautiously from the dark corner of the street. Even though he had tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, he still attracted the attention of countless Muggles.

After all, his outfit was a little too weird.

And at this moment, he looked up and saw the calendar hanging in the window: 1990.

He... went back to the year when he was 10 years old.

He was quickly taken away by the Muggle police, who asked him where his family lived, and he didn't know how to answer.

He can be sure that although this body is getting younger, it is still the body he brought from the future, because there is no soul piece in the lightning scar, because... he is still wearing the clothes he used to visit the grave.

Therefore, he doesn't know whether that 10-year-old self exists in the same world.

But he also had nowhere to go, and in the year 1990, there was only one place in the world that Harry Potter could return to, even if he didn't want to admit that it was his home.

He gave the address: Privet Drive.

He saw the house, the almost identical aunt and uncle, and chubby Dudley, and he thought nothing had changed.

However, he heard his aunt's puzzled voice: "Harry Potter? Who is this? There is no such person in our family."

At this moment, Harry couldn't believe his ears. He thought that Aunt Petunia was trying to hide the existence of his monster nephew again. He raised his head to look into his aunt's eyes, but he didn't see his aunt panicking and crying as he imagined. disgusted look.

Just doubts, and alienation.

There is no longer the eyes that are bored and looking at monsters before, no more roaring and screaming, this is looking at strangers.

She was serious, she really didn't know any Harry.

At this moment, Harry felt nothing but panic.

He was in a daze for a while, and was taken away by the police again before he had time to ask about Lily.

They sent him to an orphanage.

He suddenly felt very dazed. This might be the past world, but it wasn't his original past.

Here, he is not a savior, nor a monster, nor does he live in a cupboard, nor does he wear his cousin's old clothes, and even the scar that haunted him all his life has faded away.

He should be happy, thinking that only he knows how much heavy burden this identity has brought to him. He has thought more than once, what his life would be like if he was just an ordinary little wizard.

It's a pity that when all this happened suddenly, he felt that he couldn't accept it.

He wants to go back to his own future, where he has a respectful wife, three lovely children, and will soon be a grandfather.

He wanted to be the original Harry Potter.

He wants to go home.