"You have to think clearly that if you don't have the title of savior, they won't value you so much." Basara leaned against the door, "Do you want to give up everything in the magic world and come here directly? No one here cares whether you are the savior. Roland can I will give you no less than the wizarding world."

"All you want is your family, who can't be your family here?" The welcoming guests also came over, they knew what Harry wanted.But he also knew that this was not the life Harry liked.

"No one." Harry shook his head and smiled. "What I want is safety. I need a place where I will never be threatened with death."

"There are many people here who can kill me." Harry smiled, and a red light flicked from his hand to a drunken brat over there. This man has the blood of trackers and giants, and his strength is quite terrifying.The reckless man stood up suddenly, and when he closed his eyes, he swung the hunting knife hundreds of times. If anyone was around, he would be chopped into pieces immediately.

"Even him, you have to be on guard, and the spell I cast just now is the Stunning Spell, which is immune to magic." Harry blinked, "I need, a normal life."

"But you know it's impossible." Basara recalled Roland's instructions just now, and said again, "There are quite a few people in the magic world staring at you. There were wizards who came to look for you two years ago."

Roland on the side heard this and looked at Snape. Snape shook his head. Their hands couldn't reach here, and someone probably offered a bounty.

"Look for me? Why didn't you tell me earlier, I can still get the money if I surrender myself." Harry sneered, "Besides, they already have a savior, so why are they looking for me?"

"Damn it, even we know that the savior is not real." Basara waved his hands exaggeratedly, and then was interrupted by a ghost floating by.

The messenger of hell looked at Basara, feeling extremely helpless for such a thing that has no life span and will neither go to hell nor go to heaven.

Snape was staring at one side, and Roland reassured him to be calm, thinking that who would make a big fuss to find a savior playmate who was also said to be at the scene but disappeared when there was a savior.Sometimes people who are not recognized by their own family members are very clear to the enemy.

The complacency of the wizarding world will kill them sooner or later.

"The savior is just a cover to comfort people's hearts. Those people are the ones who do things." Harry waved his hands impatiently, "I'll go there, and I'll be the one who might do things."

"Yes." The welcoming guest nodded.When Harry heard this sentence, he found that Basara did not agree, so he reacted: "Which side are you here to persuade?"

"I advise you to stay. He wants to persuade you to leave. I saw Roland talking to him just now." The welcoming guests betrayed Basara without hesitation. This is their normal state.

"Roland?" Harry turned his head and hooked his fingers at Roland.Roland came over, and Harry smiled the same as before he was about to beat him up two years ago.

"Why do you want me to go?" Seeing the two people waiting at the bar, Harry remembered the reason for his unhappiness, and the corners of his mouth slightly lowered. Draco was able to stay, probably because he was acting like a spoiled child to Uncle Sif.

"Your home is there." Roland squinted and smiled: "Besides, the magic world is relatively peaceful, and there are not many of your peers who can beat you now. Didn't you always like to bully children? Besides, are you serious?" My savior, if they want to use you, they will definitely guarantee your safety, wouldn’t it be safer to be in a place where their strength has the upper hand and they have the backing?”

"Security sometimes doesn't represent the environment, it's the pinnacle of strength." Roland clapped his hands, and the surrounding space was frozen, and with another clap, the space recovered. "Look, I'm the safest here."

"You are a wizard, you need to study systematically, and you need helpers even more. You can't always do everything alone. Besides, you are still being hunted down, right?" Roland approached Harry and whispered: "You took care of Harry before." Many people died in the village, and I have already given up on the remnants of the earl, but it seems that you should know who did it."

"Don't worry," Roland pressed Harry's shoulders, "Listen to them, the principal of that school is the person he fears the most. Maybe the principal knows his weakness, and the principal is also looking for a savior. He will protect you Yes, until you grow old enough to kill him."

"That's why you want me to go back?" Harry looked at Roland, his blue eyes were dead silent: "You don't even want to accompany me?"

"I wish I could lock you up in my castle, you heartless." Roland tapped Harry on the head, and said, "But what you need is not me. Whether it's a lover or an elder, I am a Friends, you need a qualified growth, a place that teaches you not to be willful, not selfish, and not to kill people you don’t like at will.”

"...Roland, I want to hit you. Don't get so close, I won't be able to help it." Harry snapped his wrists.Roland is indeed not suitable to be an elder, he will never stipulate what he is not allowed to do.

"Look, you've already learned it." Roland rubbed Harry's head, and then pierced a hole in his wrist.

"I haven't learned enough yet." Harry narrowed his eyes, watching the wound on Roland's wrist heal quickly, and continued to walk towards the bar.

"Harry, wait." Roland pulled him back and whispered, "You can't expect a person to be sincere to a child you just met, don't compare yourself with that little boy, he doesn't have what you have, understand? Look at the people around you, which one is not managed. I will teach you another lesson. If you want to get it, you have to give first. If you don’t get it after paying, don’t care anymore. If they treat you badly, call Me, I'll help you fight."

"I thought you would take me in." Harry pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, "It turned out to be helping me fight."

"It must be fighting for you." Roland squatted down and smiled, "I don't think my Harry is a kid who can run away."

"Listen, it's so ironic." Harry laughed, but his eyes were full of tears, "Is this the price of being smart?"

"Yes, look at Basara, it's easier than anyone else to live a foolish life. Look at me, the most talented prince, who ended up as a widow." Roland shook his head emotionally: "In this world, don't give Smart kids live."

"Roland, you are really shameless." Harry smiled and gave Roland a hug, and whispered: "If I really met you at the age of 20, maybe I would really like you. "Close your eyes, tears fall, without a trace.

"I don't want to miss your childhood. That's fine." Roland smiled. He knew it was impossible for him, and it was half a month ago.But it's not too late.

"As a friend, I would like to give you a piece of advice. Don't be too forceful. This will greatly increase the drama. After all, your life is destined to be extraordinary." Roland blinked playfully, and a mischievous light flashed in their eyes at the same time.

"If I get too bored among the students, I will come back." Harry let go of Roland and gave the welcoming guests a hug. "Or you can tell me through the owl if you have any tasks."

"Speaking of which." Roland snapped his fingers suddenly, and a hawk sounded in the night sky, flying to Roland's shoulder.The blood-red eyes represent that it does not belong to this world, while the pitch-black claws are as shiny as ink, showing his strength and sharpness, which are obviously beautiful from the feathers used for camouflage. A refining eagle, in hell Punish the thieves, the punishers who ate their guts clean.

"This is Igger, it can deliver the letter for you." Roland motioned Harry to reach out his hand, and Igger took a bite from Harry's fingertip, blood dripped out, and a deep voice came into Harry's mind. 'Owner. '

"It was caught from Hades, anyway, he has a lot of things." Roland looked at the eagle standing on Harry's shoulder, which was taller than Harry, "Harry, please make him smaller, too Your height is exposed."

"Smaller, Iggy." Harry scratched Iggy's chin, and Iggy turned into a little eagle no bigger than a man's palm, and looked like a crow at first glance.

"Well, this makes you look a lot taller." Roland stabbed Harry's heart without limit, which not only reduced the mood of parting, but also made Harry a lot happier, because Igger was ordered He bit off the bangs that had been growing on Roland's forehead for a long time.For a while Roland was going to comb his hair back.

A group of people laughed and laughed, and Harry walked up to Snape, "I'm sorry to leave rashly, but I have a task ahead of me. I hope you understand. If Mr. Malfoy asks, I will make up for his worries during this time." Polite, but with a little hesitation and struggle in his eyes, Harry knew what Roland meant just now, but when things came to an end, it was easier said than done.

"You scared me to death!" Draco jumped off the chair next to him, squeezed Harry's fleshless cheeks with both hands, and hugged him tightly, "This place is terrible, Roland is right, this place is not A good place to recover, your body has to rest to get used to it."

"I," Harry didn't know how to react, Iggy noticed the master's crash and thought it was the blond kid, "Iggy, don't move."

Harry found that Igger was grabbing Draco's clothes, so he stopped quickly.Iggy tilted his head, resting on Harry's shoulder again.

Perhaps, he should see what real children in the magic world are like. This Draco has already given him a big surprise.

"Let's go." Harry pulled Draco, then turned his head to look at Snape, "Roland is trapped by them, just follow me out, it's easy to get in here, but hard to get out."

Snape looked at the caution and dodge in Harry's eyes, recalled what he had seen and known in the past two days, and nodded.

Harry grabbed Draco's hand, and the kid's fingertips had a thin layer of calluses. He couldn't believe it, "Follow me, don't let go, some people just like to eat children."

Draco's eyes widened before being blocked by Harry's hand.A bewitching voice came from my ear, "Trust me, close your eyes. Just keep walking."

Harry looked at the people who had already gathered around him, He Feiren, if he wanted to leave, this group of people would definitely not spare him, especially since he walked directly from the Black Stone, and he didn't know when he would show up next time Under the circumstances, those who have hatred will not miss the opportunity.

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