Reborn Harry Potter

.. Dumbledore decided to give Harry the Pensieve, although he couldn't figure out why the Pensieve would help Harry do these things.

Dumbledore took out the Pensieve from the cupboard. It was a shallow stone basin with weird carvings on the edge, like some weird letters and symbols. Harry recognized the meaning, and felt that it seemed to be seen in a History of Magic class. The Luo characters that had been there had long been lost, and the contents in the basin radiated a silvery light, unlike anything Harry had seen before.He didn't even know the substance, whether it was a liquid or a gas, it was a bright silvery white, and it was still spinning.Its surface rippled like the wind blowing across water, yet, like a cloud, it parted and swirled.It is like the liquid of light—and the solid of wind.

Dumbledore demonstrates to Harry how the Pensieve retrieves memories and enters them.

Then I re-introduced all the silvery substances into my mind, and the Pensieve no longer glowed, and became empty, just like an ordinary basin.

Harry pursed his lips, as if someone cares about your memories, it's too precious.

……

Strolling in the quiet old castle, I don’t feel anything on weekdays, because I can always see students.

Now the castle is lifeless and looks a bit gloomy.

In the wide corridor, only the echoing sound of Harry's footsteps could be heard, and Harry's breathing could even be heard in the silence.

It was supposed to be a cool breeze, blowing on Harry's body, but it caused a dense layer of small bumps on his neck.

I didn't expect that Voldemort's soul had been wiped out by me, and I saw so many ghosts every day, just in a quiet environment, I was so afraid.

Sure enough, what people fear most comes from their own hearts.

Although he has absorbed Voldemort's memory, he is also worried about whether his mentality will be affected, but it seems that he is still him, and Harry's mentality is still that of the ordinary youth in the previous life.

When he saw Snape's basement, Harry couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relax.

……

There was a glass bottle in front of Snape, which was filled with half a bottle of blue liquid, with tiny air bubbles floating in it, which looked a bit viscous.

This was the growth potion that Snape concocted.

Picking up the potion and just about to drink it, I suddenly had a question: "How long will this potion last?"

"one day."

"It's only been a day~"

Snape was so overwhelmed by Harry's slightly disgusted tone that he almost couldn't keep the iceberg on his face.

Seeing the dangerous look in Snape's eyes, Harry was quick-witted, and quickly said: "It's just a good day, haha, it's too fat to be too much, and too low to be too little..."

Snape: "..."

Harry threw his neck back and poured the potion into his mouth.

"Google, Google"

Why don't you feel anything?

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the potion had condensed into one piece, shaking slightly, and slowly sliding down the cup wall.

This feeling is so familiar, it's the same as eating jelly.

Finally got it, Harry chewed it twice, but there was no taste, and swallowed it down.

A strange feeling arose, and Harry felt that the blue "jelly" melted and shattered as soon as it entered his stomach.

It turned into particles and dispersed, filling the whole body with bones and flesh.

Then there seemed to be countless small hair dryers installed in the body, spreading out wave after wave.

Harry felt a little itchy on his back and couldn't help scratching, and then his face felt numb, and Harry couldn't help scratching.

I'm so good-looking, what if I lose my appearance?Harry thought seriously.

Then, Harry found that his surroundings suddenly became smaller and shorter, and his field of vision became wider.

When people grow up slowly, they don't have such a strong feeling of contrast.

This feeling of broadening his vision made Harry feel as if he had let go of a heavy burden, like a bird flying in the sky, Tarzan swinging in the jungle, a turtle entering the water...

As the feeling wore off, Harry got used to it.

Put your hand in front of your eyes. This is a slender and powerful palm, which is a little different from the small hand before.

Harry looked around and found a half-covered mirror.

Harry walked over to see what he had become.

"hiss."

In the mirror was a familiar face in the face of strangeness, Harry carefully identified it, but he could find some traces of his childhood.

The eyes are brighter and deeper. If it used to be top-level jadeite, it is now emperor-level jadeite.

Looks very young, about 18 years old.

What shocked Harry the most was that he turned out to be so handsome when he grew up.

It seems that no matter what age group I am, I am the most beautiful in the world.

For no reason, Harry felt a sense of how lonely invincibility is, how lonely life is like snow.

Harry couldn't help but think: "I remember that the protagonists who traveled through time were all ordinary-looking and ordinary-looking? Why am I so extraordinary, like the sun in the sky, shining so brightly that people dare not look directly at them? I I understand, it’s because the authors of those novels are not confident enough.”

Harry was obsessed with his beauty and couldn't help himself.

After a long time, he confirmed to Snape: "Now, have my traces disappeared?"

But he saw that Snape was looking at him very wrongly.

Repressed anger, hatred.

Not looking at him, but looking at his face.

Could it be that he was thinking of James? Harry saw that Snape was going to eat people, so he thought he should hurry up and slip away.

After walking out of the basement, Harry felt that the clothes on his body were too tight.

Fortunately, he was wearing an extremely loose magic robe.

Harry looked at the white clouds floating in the sky, and said, "Why don't you try it."

Grip the wand tightly: "Apparatus."

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, Harry disappeared.

Harry apparated directly onto a London street.

Why are you so arrogant and undisguised?Because the factory manager is my cousin... Bah, because it's night.

Harry set off in the morning, but it took him 10 hours to reach Hogwarts. Although there are street lights, they are not bright, not as bright as the moon.

In the corner where the streetlights were not very clear, Harry appeared in a flash.

Sure enough, no one would notice.

Harry turned his head and looked, er, Harry took that sentence back.

Sitting by the wall was a beggar dressed in rags, staring at Harry with wide eyes and opening his mouth, "Ho, ho, hell..."

"I think you look like a ghost." Harry said, pointing his wand at him immediately: "Dizzy."

Harry didn't even use amnestics because no one believed him.

The bearded slovenly man was horrified to see a beam of light coming from the hand of a man who suddenly appeared in front of him, heading straight to his head, and he whined, "My life is over." (Note 1)

……

the next day.

Scruffy man wakes up by "colleagues".

He suddenly remembered the scene he saw last night before he passed out, and he grabbed another man's arm and yelled, "Ghost, I saw a ghost yesterday, he appeared with a 'whoosh' sound, and then hit me with a ray of light gosh."

"You're out of your mind, you're going to change places today, the people around here are really hard-headed, they don't pull out any hair." Another person shook his head.

The sloppy hammered his head hard a few times, and suddenly saw a piece of paper that looked like a coin stuffed under his feet.

He rushed over, opened it, fifty pounds.

He kisses wildly, exclaiming: "No, he's an angel."

The other person didn't even look at it, and sighed: "It seems that I'm really crazy."

……

Last night, after Harry returned to London, he didn't go to the Broken Axe, but stayed in a Muggle hotel.

After politely getting rid of the entanglement of the front desk lady who was greedy for Harry's beauty, Harry entered the room.

Sitting quietly, watching the alarm clock on the wall tick tock for 15 minutes.

Nothing happened, the Ministry of Magic's owl, which was supposed to show up on time, didn't show up.

It seemed that Harry had indeed disappeared.

Harry took off the uncomfortable robe excitedly, wishing he could howl twice, otherwise it would not be enough to express his inner relief.

Harry walked around excitedly holding his wand, wishing he could immediately use all the countless spells he knew in his head.

But for a while, he couldn't think of what magic to use.

Harry smiled bitterly: "The mood is not good enough, what's the difference with Fan Jinzhongju, take a bath and calm down first."

……

After a long time, Harry walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, he and just now are completely different, the whole person is extremely calm, even a little holy.

He glanced at the wand, but found it extremely boring.

The idea just now was ridiculous, so naive, Harry thought.

Harry's eyes were ethereal, untainted by dust, as if they could hold the vast starry sky.

This may be the great enlightenment pursued by Buddhism in the Chinese comprehension world, and the unity of heaven and man pursued by Taoism.

Harry lay on the bed, silently shedding two lines of tears.

Take a shower, why should I touch...

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Remark 1: Why do British tramps speak ancient Chinese.Because his lines were given by the author.