Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

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The train whistle sounded, everything was going on in an orderly manner and was stepping onto the right track of destiny.

King's Cross Station was packed with Muggles.

From platform nine to platform ten.

Anriel wore a trench coat that looked similar to a cloak, but because it was an outfit that was considered a bit flimsy at best in the Muggle world, Muggles would occasionally give him a second look.

But I won't be too confused.

After all, wearing something like this in September, although strange, is still acceptable to Muggles...

Anriel's luggage had been at Hogwarts, and he didn't have anything like an owl with him. He came here to help Dumbledore with some small matters...

Some little things that are absolutely confidential.

Okay, just kidding. Hagrid has already taken the stone, and if nothing unexpected happens, the thing should be on Dumbledore's desk now.

The reason why Anriel appeared here was because he also wanted to see in advance what kind of child this so-called "savior" was.

This is his little thought, he won't tell anyone -

The identity of a “time traveler” sounds so ridiculous.

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"Fred! George! Will you two, whoever you are, be quiet? Look at Percy!"

Needless to say, this was Mrs. Weasley's voice. Angell immediately saw this plump, red-haired, kind woman.

There was a commotion in front of Platform 9, and Anriel walked quickly to the other side.

A black-haired, thin child was pushing a cart that looked unusually heavy. There was a snow-white owl on the cart. It looked very strange.

Harry Potter was not handsome. In Anriel's eyes, apart from his glorious title, what appeared before Anriel was just a thin and pitiful child.

Even though Anriel is actually only one year older than little Harry, his soul is that of a real adult.

......

"Kid, what are you doing here? Can't you find the platform?"

Harry looked up in confusion, only to see a large trench coat.

Anriel raised a corner of his hat and looked closely at the famous child.

As one professor said, he really does have beautiful green eyes…

For Professor Snape, looking directly into those eyes was like Dumbledore looking into Anriel's eyes.

To be frank, it was very torturous...

That's not right. Only Professor Snape would feel tortured. Dumbledore took it easy.

Because Harry has the face of James Potter, and Anriel looks exactly like a young Grindelwald.

Angel leaned close to Harry's ear and whispered, "You want to go to Hogwarts, right?"

Harry Potter nodded quickly, and Anriel laughed dryly twice:

"No Muggle takes an owl on a train. Come on, this way. You're going to be late."

"Platform 9 and 10/ is exactly where its name suggests. You just need to stand opposite the wall between Platforms and ..."

At this time, the Weasley family had disappeared. Angel pointed at the wall:

"Then, pretend nothing happened and get into the wall without leaving any trace..."

Anriel's cloak disappeared into the wall, leaving little Harry with a look of astonishment and stunned.

The kid made a quick decision, and a few seconds later, nothing happened.

He mustered up his courage, grabbed the cart, and rushed through the wall between No. 9 and No. 10...

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“That feels pretty good, doesn’t it?”

Anriel looked around, and this time he saw a lot of familiar faces——

Most of those who are still staying outside the carriage and saying goodbye to their parents are this year's first-year students.

"Thank you."

"Oh, you're welcome. This is what a senior should do."

"Senior?"

"If you don't mind, please get in the car and find a private room so we can continue our conversation."

With Anriel's help, Harry managed to get his heavy suitcase into the luggage compartment.

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"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Anriel, Anriel Grindelwald."

"Hello, my name is Harry, Harry Potter."

"Ah, I've heard of you, that's all."

"Um……?"

"If Hagrid were here he'd introduce you to me, I've heard about you from him -

Of course, I'm referring to your appearance. You're already very famous, and almost the entire English wizarding world knows you."

"Uh..." Harry didn't know what to say for a moment.

There was nothing that could be done about it. When other children heard Harry Potter's name, they would immediately start talking about his scar or something else, but Anriel was obviously not interested in those things.

His own story is not much less than Harry Potter's.

With a whoosh, the door of the box was opened, and a red-haired child with freckles on his face stood at the door.

"Can I sit here? The other boxes are full..."

Harry looked at Anriel inquiringly.

"Sure, a Weasley, huh?"

Ron nodded and sat down next to Harry.

"Hah, little Ronnie, now that you've found a seat..."

A loud voice came from the door of the box.

The Weasley twins.

"Wait, wait, George, he is..." Fred noticed the black-haired boy next to Ron and the lightning-shaped scar faintly visible under his hair.

"You are……"

"Ah, hello, my name is Harry, Harry Potter."

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The two brothers exclaimed in unison, making one wonder if there was a mirror between them.

Then they laughed and left the box at the same time, in surprisingly consistent steps.

"Fred Weasley and George Weasley, the Weasley twins who are famous for their fun in Gryffindor. If I'm not mistaken, they should be the two older brothers of the student next to you."

Angel spoke, smiling at Harry, and Ron blushed.

"Are you really Harry Potter?"

Ron's words came out of his mouth without much thought.

Little Harry nodded.

"So you really have... I mean... that scar?"

Harry gently lifted the hair covering his forehead, revealing a scar.

"COOL..."

When the sales truck passed by the door, it briefly interrupted the harmonious atmosphere of the three people in the box asking, answering and listening.

"Can you please bring me all the liquorice wands, thank you ma'am, and some of the other cute and tasty little things, please."

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"Hey, Lee, watch your hat!"

The journey was not boring, or rather, it would never be boring where the Weasley twins were, even if that place was Umbridge's office.

Anriel had no doubt that if points could be deducted on the train, they would definitely deduct 100 points from Gryffindor House before school started.

While eating, drinking and chatting, Anriel also met Hermione, who was helping to find Neville's disobedient toad.

To be honest, in his previous life, veteran Harry Potter fan Anriel analyzed the original work and appreciated the movie.

Although the Hermione in this world is not as beautiful as little Emma, ​​and she is not as popular as the original school beauty...

But she was definitely not ugly, not as ugly as a chipmunk or a beaver, which would be a bit of an exaggeration.

Anriel glanced at the gray mouse Banban, who had his head buried in the peanut box, without saying a word.

The Gryffindor triangle now knows each other, but as for truly trusting each other, they have to wait until a farce occurs.

No one except Anriel knew how much trouble they would cause in this new year.

From this point of view, we have to admit that Professor Severus's point of view is very correct——

Where Porter is, there is bound to be trouble.

Of course, even if Anriel was a Ravenclaw student, he would not miss these interesting incidents.

I read a time-travel novel in my previous life, and the principle behind it was roughly this:

If you don't have the strength, you should never get close to the protagonist, the farther away from them the better;

But if you have the ability to do whatever you want but don't go looking for some fun, then you are really no different from a salted fish.

……

"First years this way!"

Anriel originally wanted to fly directly over the Black Lake, but unfortunately he couldn't do that.

Otherwise, he would be more famous than Harry Potter at this year's matriculation banquet.

Sitting obediently in the carriage, Anriel looked at the Thestral pulling the carriage in front.

I have to say, the Thestrals are really lovely creatures. He also wants to raise such a magical animal...

The Thestrals were moving very fast. The carriage arrived and Anriel followed the crowd into the auditorium.

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The sound of forks hitting wine glasses echoed throughout the hall.

"Dear seniors, please be quiet. The freshman sorting ceremony is about to begin!"

Albus Dumbledore stood at his seat at the head of the restaurant and asked for silence.

The door to the Great Hall opened and Minerva McGonagall walked in wearing dark green robes, followed by a row of first years.

Last year, Anriel successfully made his presence felt at the Sorting Ceremony, and this year the protagonist is Mr. Harry Potter.

There were many familiar scenes, scenes that Anriel had imagined countless times in his mind, and now they appeared before his eyes one by one, which was really touching.

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"Hannah Abbott!"

Professor McGonagall called out the first name. As the first child with a surname beginning with A, this girl must have been the first in all the Hogwarts 1991 lists that Anriel had seen in his previous life.

As the saying goes, protagonists come and go, but Hannah Abbott remains.

The Sorting continues until...

"Draco Malfoy!"

"Slytherin!"

Anriel rubbed his eyes, seriously doubting whether the hat actually touched Malfoy's golden hair.

The sorting continued, quickly, really quickly.

"Harry Potter!"

There was a whisper in the restaurant.

The hat was placed on the head of the innocent boy, covering his eyes. Except for Anriel, no one knew what the hat was thinking.

After a while...

"Since you are so sure, it should be——"

"Gryffindor!!"

Thunderous applause and cheers broke out around the table belonging to the Lion Court.

"We've got Potter! We've got Potter!"

Anriel shook his head. Although he didn't want to admit it, he didn't know why he felt unhappy...

Forget it, there's no need to compete with the child...

The rest of the freshmen weren't much to look at. In comparison, Anriel was more concerned about his pumpkin pie...

Dumbledore stood up and gave an inspiring speech:

"Idiot! Crying! Residue! Screw it! Thank you everyone!"

A smile appeared on Anriel's face.

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After having enough pumpkin juice and a full meal, Dumbledore stood up again and emphasized a few requirements:

First, no student is allowed to enter the forbidden forest without permission;

Second, students who do not want to die tragically for no reason should not enter the right corridor of the fourth floor;

Third, Mr. Filch reminded that magic should not be performed in the corridors during class breaks.

"That's all. Then, let's sing the school song. Please choose a melody you like."

When Anriel raised his head, he happened to see Professor McGonagall's smile frozen on her face——

This is rare.

(McGreg: The principal is the first to get sick. Family members, who would understand?)

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Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts,

Please teach us knowledge;

Whether we are bald old men,

Or a child who broke his knee.

Our minds can accept

Something interesting.

For our heads are empty and full of air,

Dead flies and trifles,

Teach us some valuable knowledge,

Give us back what we have forgotten.

You just have to do your best and leave the rest to us;

We will study hard until we are reduced to dust.

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What is this? A classic that will last forever?

After the banquet, the prefects took the first-year students of their own college to the common room and dormitory. Most of them were very tired, and other students also went to the lounge of their own college one after another... Anriel naturally did not go back with them.

As long as it did not violate school rules, almost all professors turned a blind eye to Anriel's behavior.

Who can say anything to the principal's favorite student (? ) who is top of the grade?

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"professor."

"Oh, kid, now you're here, let's go."

Dumbledore answered briskly, waved to the other professors, left the table nimbly, and walked towards the corridor with Anriel.

"I'm sorry, kid, to have to trouble you to do me this favor so late at night."

"Never mind, sir, I suppose it has to do with something Hagrid retrieved, doesn't it?"

"Ah, you are too smart, this will cause some trouble..."

Dumbledore laughed, and two huge stone lions spun open in front of the old man and the young man.

There is no doubt that Dumbledore is a very capable wizard, and he is convinced that Anriel has strong personal abilities and can be placed in the right position.

That meant that he obviously shouldn't be treated as a simple twelve-year-old kid.

After all, no twelve-year-old child can possess such terrifying magical powers, not even Tom Riddle back then, because he murdered his father's entire family when he was in the fifth grade.

"Also, if Mr. Potter and his friends go anywhere that's off-limits, please come and tell me, okay?"

"of course."

"Thank you, kid."

The two men walked into the office. Except for the names of past principals on the wall, no one knew what they were plotting or what they were doing.