The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

Compared with the last time we met, the child had not changed much. He still looked frail. At this time, he was led out by Dumbledore. He looked more like a lost deer. Only the lightning scar on his forehead made Neodo look. One glance.

After the Horcrux was destroyed, the scar still remained. Recalling the prophecy, Neo felt that this was not so much the mark of the Dark Lord, but more like fate had branded him a slave.

"Harry, this is... Neo."

Dumbledore looked complicated, and finally chose to hide Neo's other identity.

Having just woken up from his sleep, he saw and heard too many incredible things at once: wizards, magic, another world in fairy tales... Harry had not yet digested the shock and unreality.At this time, being guided by Dumbledore to stand in front of Neo, Harry looked timidly at the peer who looked at him with an inexplicable expression. It was just the first time he met... He was impressed by Neo's delicate appearance. Unexpectedly, I couldn't feel any good feelings, even though his smile was very warm.

"Hello, my name is Harry Potter."

Harry reluctantly said hello out of politeness.

But Neo didn't respond, just silent.

Opposite him, Dumbledore looked at Neo seriously. The old man's eyes revealed judgment and justice. He wanted Neo to temporarily compromise for the real negotiation tonight.

So Neo nodded and he spoke.

"Harry, I'm not good. I killed your father and mother."

The blood of the enemy, if Neo did not bear the hatred that Tom took over in the resurrection ritual, the magic would not be effective. Now he really felt that Dumbledore was unnecessary, allowing him to meet Harry, his enemy.

Harry Potter's eyes widened.

Dumbledore also looked livid.

"Do you want me to hide it from him?"

"Yes, you may add to the unbreakable oath...I shall not harm this child. No, you will not be so childish. That means an agreement on peaceful coexistence...get it from me. When it comes time for this child to grow up... you will probably still want him to accept your teachings and accept the truth later... It is really a sad protective mentality."

"Dumbledore, I thought that after seeing me now, you would no longer regard Harry Potter as a usable weapon."

Neo spread his hands and looked at the opposite side calmly, the light in the poor child's eyes gradually extinguished.

Harry had never met his parents. He only pieced together their tragic ending from some curse words from Uncle Dursley and his aunt. Harry suspected countless times that those were lies from his uncle and aunt, but as long as The silence of the night fell, and he accidentally remembered in his sleep that the deep sorrow would make the wood of the closet wet with tears.

For his parents, his emotions are probably complicated, including nostalgia, grief, and regret.And when he heard the mysterious short boy in front of him, opening and closing his mouth slightly, saying such horrifying things, he suddenly felt very... sympathetic.

Because of Neo's eyes, tone, and attitude, Harry felt a hint of sadness. His attitude was just like how Dudley didn't care when his cousin hit him.

"No, this...isn't...really!"

Harry's face turned pale, and he looked blankly at Dumbledore, the old man who had just led him into the wizarding world. He was kind, kind, and made him feel at ease, but Dumbledore seemed to have his lips glued to him. She didn't speak, she just lowered her head and looked at him with compassionate eyes.

"Sorry, Harry."

Harry Potter gave up, and then the child immediately turned to look at Neo, who was provoking hatred. His face suddenly turned red, and he opened his arms and grabbed Neo's head as if using his bravest strength.

"Oh, this is the brave lion!"

Neo did not dodge, and since he told the truth, he was willing to bear the consequences.

I am not afraid of you, Harry Potter, even if you are judged by fate.

Zila.....

Harry's hands were filled with red heat, and they quickly burned painful scars on Neo's head. The black hair was curly, the skin was burnt, and then the flesh and bones, but Neo just stared at it. Harry Potter's eyes.

The person who was hurt stood quietly and was punished, but what about the person who hurt him?

Harry's crazy eyes actually began to shrink, as if he had been poured cold water on him. This child has not yet grown up to be determined and determined.

"Ha ha...."

Before Neo's nose bones were exposed, the child fainted. Dumbledore quickly caught him, and then he looked at Neo, whose face was almost ruined.

But Neo just took out his notebook nonchalantly, opened a blank page, brushed his feather pen, and began to write down his personal feelings about ancient protective magic and love. Dumbledore gained a new understanding of his madness and demonic nature. understanding.

"Why don't you hide away? Harry might really kill you...he can do it."

In fact, he wanted to say that he should do it.

"Old people are always timid in the face of danger, but young people don't. If you don't face the abyss directly, how can you find out its depth? Of course, I am not qualified to peep into such an existence... It is indeed true to avoid Harry's palm. It's easy, but it's too difficult to avoid your prejudice and stubbornness. Even though I have said so much before, you still don't believe in the original intention I want to achieve?"

Neo had a face full of rotten flesh. One of his eyes was obviously injured. At this time, his eyelids no longer blinked and he was already blind. However, the satisfaction in the other eye with the newly written notes was still there. It touched Dumbledore's sensitive emotions.

"Tom, you're crazy."

The extremely plain tone of voice revealed the conflicts and entanglements in the old man's heart.He seemed to think that this was a good thing and it should be taken for granted. How could a wizard who could call himself the Dark Lord still have a clear mind?

However, regarding Neo's state of not being able to distinguish between good and evil, having no morals, and even gradually becoming indifferent to joy and anger, he felt a little flustered for no reason.

Even with the Elder Wand, could I really suppress him?

"No, I just don't care about them anymore. Hatred, fear, darkness... these are all so small that I can't even catch them with the corner of my eye in front of the mountain of magic."

The joy of peeking into knowledge is not something you can understand.

The traces of ancient magic actually transcended the shackles of the wand and showed their power directly on the fragile body. At this time, several new ideas of inspiration emerged in Neo's mind: the magic lines were carved on the body surface, and the magic lines coexisted from the same source. Simulating this magic, extending from love to curse, life...

How about starting with the blue dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right?

Dumbledore looked at Neo, whose appearance and heart seemed to be extremely similar at this time. He wanted to say, I plan to make an oath with you with someone else, such as Grindelwald.