HP Magic Biography

Voldemort can only get what he wants through stealth, like a weapon. It's something he didn't get last time. I'm the weapon, Harry thought to himself on the subway back.

He felt as if a poison was running through his veins, chilling him and making him sweat profusely as the train rocked through the dark tunnel.

I'm someone Voldemort wants to use, so wherever I go, they have people guarding me, not to protect me, but to protect others. It's just that it doesn't work. At Hogwarts I can't always have guards around me. I did have someone attack Mr. Weasley last night, yes it was me. Voldemort made me do it, he may be inside me, listening to my thoughts now

Are you all right, dear Harry? Mrs. Weasley whispered to Harry, leaning over Ginny as the train rattled through the dark tunnel, You don't look quite right, you Are you sick?

They all looked at him, and Harry shook his head vigorously, then stared intently at an advertisement for home insurance.

Harry, are you sure you're all right? Mrs. Weasley asked Harry uneasily as they rounded the patch of grass in the middle of Grimmauld Place, You're getting paler, you really slept this morning Since it's still a few hours until dinnertime, go upstairs and get a good night's sleep, okay?

He nodded, and now there was a ready excuse to avoid talking to people, which was exactly what he had hoped for.

So when Mrs. Weasley opened the front door, he hurried straight around the revolving umbrella stand and up the stairs into his and Ron's bedroom. He started pacing up and down the room.

After walking past the two beds and the once-empty easel that Phineas had once used, his mind felt like it was going to explode, filled with countless questions and some of the scarier thoughts.

How did he get the illusion of a snake? Maybe he's an Animagus

No, that was impossible, otherwise he would have known.

Maybe Voldemort was an Animagus. Yes, Harry thought, that's right, of course he could turn into a snake. Then when I was controlled by him, I would have a sense of snake coldness, attacking with fangs, but that doesn't explain why I was able to go to London and come back here five minutes later.

But Voldemort can be regarded as one of the most powerful wizards in the world. It should be a piece of cake for him to cast teleportation spells on people in this place far away from Dumbledore.

Then Harry's heart twitched and he thought that although the idea might be absurd, if Voldemort had control over me, he would use me and thus know all about Phoenix Order headquarters. He would know who was calling the shots, and so would he. The location of Sirius. I've heard a lot of things I shouldn't have heard, all that Sirius told me the first night I was here.

Now he had only one choice. He could only leave Twelve Grimmauld Place immediately. He would spend Christmas alone at Hogwarts, without the company of the crowd, which would at least keep them safe for the holidays.

But that was useless, Hogwarts still had enough people for him to hurt and attack. What if it was Neville, Hermione or Ron who would be attacked next? He stopped and stared at Phoenix's empty easel. There was a heavy feeling smoldering in his heart.

He had no choice but to go back to Privet Drive, out of the wizarding world altogether. ,

Yes, if he had to, he thought, he couldn't hesitate any longer.

Harry tried not to think about how the Dursleys would react when they saw him at the door six months earlier than expected.

Harry strode over to his suitcase, slammed it shut and locked it, glancing around mechanically,

Searched for Hedwig before remembering that it was still at Hogwarts.

OK, he can take one less cage.

He grabbed one end of the box and dragged it toward the door when a voice jeered, Are we going to abscond? He looked around and Phineas appeared on the canvas of his portrait, leaning against the frame, his face looked at Harry funny.

Not absconding, no, said Harry briefly, dragging his suitcase a few steps across the room. Phineas stroked his pointy beard and said, I thought you should be considered brave as a member of Gryffindor House. It seems to me that the way you behaved in my room It should have been better. We Slytherins are brave, yes, but not stupid. For example, given the choice, we always choose to keep our own lives.

I'm not saving my life right now, Harry said, dragging the suitcase across the extremely uneven, moth-eaten carpet by the door.

Oh, I see. Phineas was still stroking his beard, Of course this is not a cowardly escape, you are showing your nobility.

Harry ignored him. As Harry held the doorknob, Phineas said lazily, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore Hey that's a long name, he asked me to bring a message for you.

Harry turned around, how to say

Stay still

I didn't move, retorted Harry, his hand still on the doorknob, now you can tell me his message.

Didn't I just tell you, idiot, Phoenix said calmly, Dumbledore said stay still

Why? Harry asked eagerly, putting down his suitcase, why did he let me stay here and did he say anything else?

Nothing. Phineas raised his sparse eyebrows, as if thinking Harry was irrelevant.

Harry couldn't control his emotions anymore, like a snake's head flying high in the grass.

Harry was exhausted and too confused. He had been horrified, rescued, terrified again for the last twelve hours, but Dumbledore still didn't want to talk to him.

That's it, isn't it? he said aloud. Stay still. That's what everyone said to me after I was attacked by Voldemort

Harry, stay where you are until the grown-ups sort this out and we won't bother to tell you anything because your little brain won't be able to handle it, you know Phineas's voice over Ha Leigh, That's exactly why I hate being a teacher, damn young people are always sure that everything they do is absolutely right. You poor proud fellow, don't you ever think that Hogwarts Is there an excellent reason why your headmaster didn't tell you all the details of his plan? You can never put yourself in harm's way by ordering it to be done. No, no, like all young people, you too believe that only you have feelings and thoughts, that you alone can recognize danger, that you are the only one smart enough Knowing what the Dark Wizard might be planning