Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

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Um……?

No, damn, where is this?

Huh? What's wrong with me?!

Anriel opened his eyes and tried to sit up.

But obviously, this action is not scientific, so it is impossible to achieve——

His consciousness is now in the body of a baby, but the body of a baby that is only a few months old at most cannot support him to complete the simple action of "standing up".

"Woo--wow--" Anriel muttered to himself.

Obviously, the only sound that came out of his mouth was the crying of a child, which made Anriel stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Oh, my dear, why are you crying again? Don't cry, don't cry..."

Bathilda came running upon hearing the noise, picked up Anriel and rocked him gently, her wrinkled face filled with the kind of affection that only old people have.

So, I am the legendary one who is so powerful that he can shock the heavens and earth and make the gods and ghosts weep, and who has gathered all the luck in me. I have traveled through time?

Anriel was wondering when a stream of information suddenly flooded into his brain.

Okay, so it seems like there’s a delay in this time travel, or is it a third-person memory?

However, who would have thought that this short complaint would completely overload the brain of this baby's body. Anriel's eyes went dark and he fainted...

When I woke up again, my groggy brain finally became much clearer.

"So, this is a parallel world in some sense, right?"

After sorting out the memories that he had successfully received in his mind, Anriel thought carefully (physically).

"Is this the golden finger that enabled me to travel through time?"

He couldn't help but think in this direction. At least according to the memory of this little boy, this body that was comparable to Merlin's God-given talent could not have been unknown in the original work.

"No, it might not be a parallel world, but the plot of the original novel - because if I hadn't traveled through time, it seems that this child would not survive, and it would not affect any subsequent plot at all."

Anriel was a little speechless. The baby created by Grindelwald could be called an artificial god.

Human beings are a wonderful species that are truly gifted in creating uncontrollable weapons of mass destruction.

People are always good at making powerful tools. Compared with these tools, humans themselves seem much more fragile. And the monster that can make Grindelwald, a brilliant and unparalleled dark wizard, "seem much more fragile" in comparison...

Anriel also had "some knowledge" of the Harry Potter series in his previous life, or he himself was a hardcore "Harry Potter fan".

This body is far more than the few words in the original book: for example, "Those excellent wizards can show their magical abilities through almost any medium, but using a wand is the best." This setting can summarize it -

Precision carvings down to the pores beneath the skin, double-sided magic circuits hollowed out like reliefs, unheard-of ancient spell inscriptions... and the powerful memory of Gellert Grindelwald.

Every bit of this body was created to explore the essence of the concept of "magic". Don't compare it with a wand. That would be a crude insult, an insult to Grindelwald's thirty-five years of persistence.

What was even more outrageous was that Anriel saw a few familiar words on the inscription on the skin:

"Shi...eld, the word over there should be of? And this...Au...No, it should be Ava...Avada..."

This is no longer a question of whether it is outrageous or not. In the magic world, it is no problem for you to say that this thing can walk sideways. Unless Merlin is resurrected, being invulnerable to all magic is no longer an empty talk...

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So, the question is, why did such a powerful "wizard" and this body that is already worthy of being called a miracle not appear in the original work?

The answer is simple…

To put it in a more modern and popular way, this invincible body...it is really just a body.

What a soul.

It's like the West without Jerusalem, the East without Qin Shi Huang, and the United States without Trump...

The CNC module doesn't work well.

This meant that if Anriel's consciousness had not traveled through time, the body might have died suddenly on the spot - or even brain death was possible.

Then this time GG is really GG.

This was the main one of the two paths for him to redeem himself, but unfortunately it ended before it even began. All that was left was his sarcasm and ridicule towards the Dark Lord eighteen years later, at the cost of his own life.

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"Hush, wait, what was I doing at that time that caused me to travel through time?"

Anriel tried hard to recall that he seemed to have fallen asleep while reading a book...

The book he was reading at that time happened to be Anriel's favorite in the Harry Potter series - "The Goblet of Fire".

As for what was left of his past life now that he had traveled through time, that was not something Anriel could control.

Seventeen years old, high school education;

Both of my parents are deceased and I live in a public housing unit;

No house, no car, no debt, never married, never in love, never gay.

Simply put, he was free from all worries, and Anriel quickly accepted his new life in joy.

By the way, let me complain. What I mean is that if I don't watch Harry Potter before going to bed but watch Battle Through the Heavens, can I also be a grassroots and use the power of an old grandfather to make a strong counterattack?

Then, the baby's brain went on strike again - there were too many things to think about, and the little body gave up in an instant.

So, Anriel fell asleep again...

In his last memory before falling asleep, he learned the name that this body was supposed to have.

Anriel Gellert Grindelwald.

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As for Bathilda, she knew the name only because of a black feather attached to Anriel's body, on which the name was written in luminous characters.

Because of this, Bathilda became more determined to adopt Anriel, and she was the only one who could adopt this child.

Bathilda chose to ignore the consequences of the surname. She didn't care whether the child's surname was Bagshot, Grindelwald, or Dumbledore.

That sad time is over.

Now she just wants to raise this child——

Maybe.

The moment Anriel was brought in, his name appeared on the Hogwarts student roster.

Time flies, but it hasn’t been that long…

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1981 10 Month 31 Day.

This is a special day, very special.

As thunderous explosions echoed throughout Godric's Hollow, as blinding green light illuminated a small cabin.

By the time Bathilda hurried over, the Potter family's home had been reduced to half ruins due to the rebound of a most ruthless spell.

"Oh NO, NO, NO... Tell Dumbledore, now!"

Even if I was mentally prepared, this scene was too cold-blooded.

Bathilda swung her wand vigorously, and a silver-white partridge flew out, flying towards the sky like a sharp arrow.

This is old Bathilda's patronus, and its job is to notify Dumbledore, who has never returned since that legendary duel.

But this is not a big problem. For these older generation wizards and witches, everything is possible.

Just a few hours, enough time for the Patronus to fly to Dumbledore and bring his treatment -

For example, his trusted gamekeeper, Rubeus Hagrid.

Anriel sat on the stone steps at the door of his house, watching Grandma Bathilda busying around notifying people he was very familiar with.

He felt a deep sense of unreality, yet it appeared in the real him.

This feels really... great!

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"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... Born into a family that has thrice resisted the Dark Lord... Born at the end of the seventh month... The Dark Lord will mark him as a formidable foe, but he possesses powers the Dark Lord does not understand... One must die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live but one... The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month..."

Anriel muttered slowly, feeling extremely excited. He also witnessed it all, right?

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Noisy sounds came from a distance, and Anriel turned his gaze and attention back to the ruins of the Potter family's home.

A huge figure blocked most of the things, and his size made it so that no one here would question his identity.

The Auror from the Magical Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, who was responsible for handling the memories of the Muggles present, believed that this was a major event that shocked the entire British wizarding community.

Voldemort is dead!

At least that's what the Ministry of Magic thinks.

The people from the Ministry of Magic are here... That would be boring...

Anriel felt bored, so he turned around and went back to his room to sleep. He didn't wake up until Bathilda and two Aurors who were taking witness information came to the room.

"This is my grandson, Anriel."

Bathilda explained in a rambling voice as they walked.

The two Aurors from the Ministry of Magic looked at each other and shrugged. Although they didn't know where Bathilda Bagshot's grandson came from, compared to what happened tonight, nothing was important.

After a few pleasantries, Anriel watched them leave.

“They didn’t even joke about asking my last name.”

He thought so.

If this joke had really been made, it wouldn’t be a story.

That was an accident.

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