Lord of the Heavens Fate

Hogwarts.

Principal room.

Won't you help Harry, Snape.

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, his face as calm as water.

Even though they had been together for many years, Snape still couldn't see what Dumbledore was thinking from this face.

He turned away.

It's his own business.

The faint voice, the always indifferent face, just like another Dumbledore.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

Harry's been training too much recently, and it's not good for his health. I think you can actually give him some potions to restore his mind or body.

Snape's eyes changed slightly, and then disappeared.

No, he wants to do this, and what happens is his own business.

The room fell into silence again.

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Wednesday.

Harry looked at the package in front of him in a daze.

Who sent himself a package again?

First of all, his evil uncle's family is absolutely impossible.

Second, although he had attended a common people's school, he didn't have a single friend there, and they didn't know he was at Hogwarts.

Other than that, he seems to have had no contact with anyone else.

It's impossible for people outside, so it can only be people from Hogwarts.

Could it be Hagrid?

Harry thought as he opened the package.

His face was a little pale.

For the past three days, he has been training with all his strength. In terms of spirit, because of the inexplicable coolness, he has always been in an extremely awake state.

In this state, Harry felt great!

Even the controlled flying broom seems to have risen to a higher level.

It was an indescribable feeling.

just like···

It was as if he had suddenly doubled his energy!

right!

That's how it feels!

Harry felt that his whole brain had changed at that moment.

Become more flexible and in control.

Is this my talent?

Harry unconsciously touched the scar on his forehead again.

He is the 'savior'!

Even Voldemort, who has never failed, failed on him. How could he not have his own talent?

Although Harry is still a little unclear about the ability of this talent, but based on what it has shown now, he believes that his future will be very different!

Let's not talk about anything else.

Relying on this 'talent' alone, Harry increased his speed to 180 kilometers per hour in just three days of training!

And now there are still three days before the start of the game.

Harry is very confident that he can increase his speed to 200 kilometers per hour before the race comes!

At that time, his only speed advantage will be gone! Just wait, I will definitely defeat you in front of everyone in the school!

Harry swore secretly.

Ahem!

Harry coughed suddenly.

The hand that was unpacking the package suddenly felt powerless.

Is your body a bit out of control?

Harry frowned.

During these three days of training, although his spirit could sustain it, his body seemed to be failing.

The coolness only worked on his spirit, not his body.

This is also one of the reasons for his pale face.

Harry's face changed a few times.

For physical problems, he tried to eat more nutritious food, which had some effect, but did not solve the fundamental problem.

His physical problems are not due to lack of nutrition, but because of over-training and exhaustion.

This kind of exhaustion needs to rely on rest to resolve.

Mere nutritional supplementation will not solve the problem.

Do you want me to rest?

Harry looked struggling.

Now is his most critical period. Whether he can defeat that person depends on his training for the past few days. How can he rest?

But without rest, his body couldn't hold it. If this situation continued, he might not be able to last until the day of the competition!

struggling.

Harry had unknowingly opened the package.

Inside was an exquisite wooden box with a letter on it.

Harry picked up the letter.

Harry:

I know you've been working really hard these days for your Quidditch match this weekend, and that's good.

However, I don't want you to damage your body by doing this.

Winning the Academy Cup is important, but so is your body!

No, it should be your body that is more important!

The College Cup champion is gone this year, and there will be next year.

But your body is only one.

I hope you can keep this in mind!

at last······

Although I don't really like this approach.

However, I have prepared two potions for you in the box, one blue and one red.

The blue bottle of potion can replenish your consumed spirit, and the red bottle of potion can relieve your physical fatigue.

Remember, this is the only time!

In the future, you can no longer damage your body for no reason like now!

Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall...

There was a surge of warmth in Harry's heart.

Professor McGonagall really helped him a lot!

It was she who made herself, as a first-year freshman, make an exception to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team and become one of the Seekers.

It was her again, who gave him the broomstick he was using now, the Nimbus 2000.

This is the newest broom that Draco didn't even own!

Now, it's her again.

Give yourself what you want most when you need it most.

Potion!

Harry hastily opened the wooden box.

I saw that there were indeed two bottles of potions inside.

One bottle of blue, one bottle of red.

There is also a piece of paper next to it, which shows how to use these two potions.

The method is very simple, just use a glass object, pour it out and take it directly.

The dosage at a time is best controlled within one tablespoon.

With the amount of these two bottles of potion, Harry can use it for about a week.

Harry ignored the blue potion and picked up the red potion directly.

Then he took out another glass, poured out a tablespoon of it, raised his head and drank the potion into his mouth.

After a while, Harry felt that his body was getting better. He clenched his fists and found that he was strong again.

And the paleness on his face disappeared quickly, and there was a trace of rosiness on his face.

This potion is amazing! My body has improved so quickly, even better than before!

There was a look of excitement on Harry's face.

Sure enough, it's Merlin (a great magician in legend) who is protecting me!

At this time, he felt like he was the real 'savior', omnipotent!

Nothing can stop him!

Harry held the red bottle of potion tightly in his hand.

This is the key to his victory!