trainer at hogwarts

Chapter 201: Imprinted Space Conjecture (The Spiritual World and Harry’s Memories)

He not only wants to live, but also wants to live upright and happily.

If he had not met Morris before, even if he had this idea, he would not have had much hope in it.

Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley are one family. And he, Harry Potter, is just a servant in their home.

I wake up every morning to make breakfast for them, clean the house, and go to the door to get the mail... The place they live in is a small cupboard that can barely sleep. Every morning, I even have to endure Dudley's constant stepping on the stairs, causing the walls to fall off. Ash.

clothing? Gift? These things never belonged to him. His clothes and school uniforms were all left to him after Dudley outgrew them; his toys were given to him by Dudley after he got tired of playing with them.

Even if you are in darkness, there are always times when you yearn for light.

On an ordinary day off, he met his first close friend in the amusement park.

For some reason, he felt that the little guy whose race was Qingmianniao had a similar childhood to his own, but it seemed like this guy was a little different.

Another nightmare begins...

After severe pain, a black crown appeared on his hand.

It's not ugly, it's much prettier than the scar on my forehead. Anyway, I wasn't the kind of good kid the teacher liked in school. It was just an extra mark and no one would care.

It's not like no one cares. When the mark first appeared on his hand, he was ridiculed the most.

From home, and school.

Monster? That's a monster.

...

The scene in front of me gradually blurred.

Morris, thank you for showing me more. Thank you for giving me the courage to pursue the light again.

The white-bearded grandpa and the snake-like man next to him seemed very nervous. Are they concerned about me? Will there ever be a day when I will be cared about? I feel a bit reluctant to part with it...

That’s why I don’t want to die!

I don't know why you always want to swallow me up, but I won't let you!

...

"Harry! Harry!"

Through mental fluctuations, Gardevoir quickly discovered that something was not right with Harry.

Like, sleep?

Gardevoir reported Harry's abnormal condition to Morris.

Morris, who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, panicked.

"Now, it's too late!"

The man in black robe wrapped by the wall laughed loudly, "Perfect host body, become my slave!"

What is he going to do?

Dumbledore flashed to Harry's side and hugged him gently. Snape was holding the wand, as if he was crazy. Soon, the man in black robe was covered in blood, and his flesh and blood were indistinguishable...

That was Snape's self-created magic, the magic edge was invisible.

"Master, it feels like there is a rag covering Harry's soul. Something wants to drag his soul into the spirit world!" This time it was the crystal lantern spirit. When Gardevoir pressed the black scythe into the door of the spirit world, he certainly felt as if something strange had been mixed in. Now he figured it out, it turned out to be Harry's soul! This scared him out of his skin.

If he doesn't pay attention to this, he will become a sinner!

"Damn, how could this happen?" Maurice was shocked, "How could Harry's soul be stuck with something else?"

"It's not that they're stuck together, there's something trying to drag Harry down with him." The crystal lantern spirit kept urging Morris in his heart, "This soul is different from the shadow's soul. It may have been done by the man in black robe. He appeared. There may be a problem here. You can't just come here to kill your master! Master, can you bring that man in black robe over? I want to lick his soul. He is very weird..."

"Professor Snape, can you put the man in black robe next to the door to the spirit world?" Morris said, "He may be controlling Harry's soul."

"What did you say?"*2

Dumbledore and Snape's concern for Harry was not fake, and in the current situation they could only believe Morris.

The study of souls has always been taboo in the wizarding world. Those who study these are almost all dark wizards. The rest are either geniuses from the big families or lunatics. In short, this is a category that ordinary people will not touch.

Dumbledore and Snape naturally knew how troublesome it was when it came to souls, and Voldemort had learned from their mistakes there. It was not Morris who they trusted, but the elves of Morris.

"Is there a way to separate?" Dumbledore asked, holding Harry's body that was gradually cooling down.

Maurice went to ask the crystal lantern.

"This..." The Crystal Lantern Fire Spirit was a little unconfident, "I have never encountered such a thing... Master, I want to communicate with that white beard. How about letting Absol protect you for the time being?"

Morris nodded in agreement. This was a professional exchange and he couldn't get in the way.

With the approval of his master, the body of the crystal lantern spirit slowly emerged from Morris's shadow.

A huge crystal lantern with strange flames all over its body floated in front of Dumbledore.

"Hello, I'm a ghost elf. You can call me the crystal lantern spirit..." A cool voice sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Even the well-informed Snape and Dumbledore couldn't help but click their tongues.

Is this a chandelier that has become a spirit? Why can chandeliers become spirits?

...

What is this place?

Harry felt a little more conscious than before, mainly because this place was too cold and eerie.

"It's just that an ordinary little boy can't handle it. What a waste." A man in black robe looked at Harry with disdain and cursed.

Harry quickly stepped back: "Who are you? What is this place?"

"Me? A dying person doesn't need to know who I am?" The man in black robe said coldly, "This is to fulfill your wish before death. This should be the spiritual world that that brat said. Tsk. , it’s really a good place to bury the soul.”

Spirit world? Harry gradually recalled that this seemed to be the door opened by Maurice's elf to insert the guy in him who wanted to snatch his body, but why didn't he see the shadow instead of himself appearing here?

The man in black robe walked around: "I didn't expect that there is such a place in this world. It seems that the pace of conquest cannot stop."

"Chirp!"

"What!?"

"Hedwig??"

Hedwig's sneak attack had no effect, but was easily pinched by the man in black robe.

"Oh? There is actually a little bird here to die?" The man in black robe held Hedwig's hand slowly and hard.

Harry shouted: "No! Let it go!"

The man in black robe didn't even look at him: "What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"