Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 4 Gambling and misdirection, the psychological warfare between the master and the witch

Harley's eyes did not change at all, but she remembered the previous letter.

The letter changed the moment he touched it, and the title on it changed from "Mr. Harry Potter" to "Miss Harry Potter."

In other words, is he being monitored at Hogwarts? Or is it that the letter has special supernatural power attached to it, such as so-called magic?

"Dear Principal Dumbledore, thank you very much for your concern for me." Harry replied in a girlish, innocent and polite tone,

"By the way, I would like to remind you that it is very impolite to look directly at a beautiful lady like this."

Dumbledore said with interest: "Thank you for the reminder, Miss Potter. By the way, can I call you Harry?"

"Of course." Harley replied with a smile, and at the same time, she naturally moved her hands slightly and recrossed them on her lower abdomen.

In fact, Harley secretly touched the box containing the soul fragments to facilitate her arm.

The Mr. Dumbledore in front of him obviously has the strength of a demigod. It would be terrible if he had the same ability as the Dreamer Sequence and could read his own memory.

Harley knew that she had traveled across the world, and this phenomenon should be very rare, so even strong men like Amon and Mr. Men wanted to study her.

Therefore, Harley will never allow her secret to be exposed to the world again.

Amon and Mr. Men are both big guys. He can't afford to offend them, and he can't stop them from seeing everything.

But the old man in front of her was probably only between Sequence 3 and Sequence 4 in strength, so Harley was still sure not to let him gain insight into her memory.

The secret lies in that box. There are incomplete soul fragments in that box, and there are still soul fragments that have fallen into a state of out-of-control and madness.

Although most of Harley's powers have been temporarily sealed, through specific curses and black magic, as well as direct contact between the body and the box, she can still force this soul fragment to accept other people's memory detection on her behalf.

It would be very interesting if the old man in front of him wanted to forcefully detect his soul.

However, there is still a small loophole in his plan, but Harley is betting that plugging this loophole will not be discovered.

The nature of the witch is crazy. It is a small gamble that may be related to life and death. Harley believes that she can win.

Harley thought happily, with a polite smile on her lips.

However, Dumbledore didn't seem to be prepared to read Harry's memory, but started chatting with Harry as usual:

"Harry, you were admitted to our Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry because you have this talent.

Your parents are both students in our school, so from birth, your name has been automatically recorded in our school's list. "

Dumbledore chatted with Harry seemingly casually, first introduced the background of the school, and then slowly guided the topic in the direction he wanted.

"That's really magical. I really want to see with my own eyes the list that can automatically record our names." Harley had already put on white gloves when she came to the living room.

At this time, she covered her mouth with her hand wearing white silk gloves and said with a soft smile.

"Yes!" Dumbledore nodded, "It's amazing, isn't it? The name of every child who is qualified to attend our school will automatically appear on it.

What's even more amazing is, Harley, you know what? The first name on that list was Mr. Harry Potter, not Miss Harry Potter.

But just this morning, the name on that list automatically changed back to Miss Harry Potter. "

Dumbledore looked at Harry through his half-moon glasses with hawk-like eyes: "What an interesting mistake, isn't it?"

Harley nodded in agreement: "It's indeed interesting that such an important magical item can have such a low-level error. It really needs to be repaired."

Harry had already heard that someone at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was definitely spying on him, or there was magic spying on him.

Then, on the premise of not revealing the secrets of the past time, it is necessary to use a little lie.

I don’t know who said that beautiful girls are the best at lying, so Harley automatically learned this skill.

Coupled with the language ability brought to her by the Sequence Eight instigator, Harley is very good at disguising herself and leading people in the wrong direction through words and actions.

Therefore, from the moment she met Dumbledore, Harry took out the etiquette she had learned in the upper class society in countries such as the Kingdom of Loon and the Kingdom of Feneport.

Moreover, Harley is very skilled in using these etiquettes, and every move seems to have elegance integrated into her bones.

After all, no matter how powerful a demigod is, or even an angel, he probably won't be able to guess the truth out of thin air.

Who would guess that a child who traveled through time and spent many years in another world would find that time in this world had not changed when he came back?

In this case, Harley's skillful etiquette and flawless demeanor are very misleading.

Especially the white-haired old man in front of him looks like a wise man. I am afraid that a wise man like this is more likely to be misled in the wrong direction because he thinks more.

Sure enough, Dumbledore was also murmuring in his heart. From Harley greeting her, to her every move when she sat down, to covering her mouth and laughing softly.

The girl in front of me acted so naturally, as if she were really a girl. There was a mixture of etiquette and girlish energy in her actions, which seemed to have been repeated countless times.

Coupled with the girl's natural reaction and innocent eyes after hearing what he said, it was difficult for Dumbledore to have any doubts.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, and based on the fact that Harry's name was changed this morning in the Book of Access, he asked from a different angle:

"After learning today that you can go to Hogwarts to learn magic, are you happy? Do you feel that you are different from usual?"

Harley nodded and said in a cheerful tone: "Yes! I woke up very early today, much earlier than usual.

As a result, I woke up to the sound of my mailbox ringing, and then received this letter.

At the same time, I also felt that my whole body was much more relaxed, as if there was no burden on my soul. "

"Oh?" Dumbledore asked in an interested tone, "Can I take the liberty of asking you, Harry?

You said that the whole person feels much more relaxed, as if there is no burden on the soul. What is going on? "

Harry keenly caught the unconcealable solemnity in Dumbledore's eyes, and immediately judged that this should be useful information, and could continue to mislead him in this regard, while trying to find out more information.

So, Harry thought for a moment and replied: "Principal Dumbledore, this has to start from last night. Last night, I had a very terrifying nightmare."

As he spoke, Harley frowned, showing an expression of pain and fear.

"I...I dreamed..." Harley's expression became more and more frightened, as if her whole body was subconsciously resisting recalling everything in her dream.

Dumbledore still smiled, but quietly cast a calming spell.

Harley felt that a force similar to the ability of the audience channel was calming her spirit, so she also changed her expression in response.

"Principal Dumbledore, you may not believe it, but last night I dreamed of a man without a nose, and it kept wailing in my brain."

Harley pretended to be trying to remember, "But in the end, the wailing disappeared, and the man without a nose disappeared into ashes.

At the same time, he left a lot of incomprehensible words in my brain, so chaotic that it made my head hurt.

Only one of the words barely made it into a word, and that word was Avada Kedavra. "Speaking of this, Harley's body trembled slightly.

"Then I felt much lighter this morning, and there seemed to be something missing in my soul."