I'm an emotionless superhero

, The information that I know is not there.It is not an exaggeration to describe it as ignorant.

I don't like to face an unknown enemy. "

"So..." Harry smiled innocently, "Can I live with Sirius and learn about the wizarding world?"

Sirius, who was named, suddenly raised his head - he was still immersed in the shadow of "Voldemort may make a comeback at any time".Although I don't know how Harry knew...

But people are pessimistic and like to hunt for strange stories.

Wizards are no exception.

Sirius didn't even have the slightest doubt about the statement that "Voldemort may make a comeback at any time".

"Actually." Dumbledore said after a moment of consideration. "For some reason you need to stay at your aunt's for two weeks."

"Sacrifice magic?"

Harry hadn't heard of this term before, but subconsciously, when he heard the word, he paused before repeating Connor's words.

"you have heard?"

"I heard it by accident. When a person wants to protect another person with all his heart, he can use this kind of magic before he dies. It is equivalent to wrapping his soul around the body of the protected person. Generally, Only blood relationship can be used. Therefore, in order to maintain this magic, the protected person needs to stay with the blood relatives of the person who uses this magic for two weeks every year before reaching adulthood."

Connor paused, "I feel like a black magic."

"But it stands to reason that magic should not be divided into good and bad."

Harry repeated Connor's words word by word, his face blank.

In fact, Connor had no doubt that Dumbledore had discovered his existence-not because he wasn't faking it enough, but because Harry was too young to finish the drama well.

So he simply communicated with Harry a few times in his mind, letting him fall asleep first.

I control this body by myself.

And the moment he opened his eyes, he could feel Dumbledore's gaze tightening suddenly.

At this moment, Connor turned his back to Sirius, and he turned his head slightly. Dumbledore cast an unfamiliar spell, and Sirius fell asleep.

"Then let's talk about it."

Connor turned around casually: "First of all, I think you should have confirmed that I am not Voldemort."

Dumbledore nodded hesitantly: "But this doesn't prove anything."

"makes sense."

Connor sat on the chair, with one leg crossed over the other, and his chin resting casually with one hand: "But I think I should be able to prove that I have no ill will towards Harry... oh, well, actually this I have no way to prove... Voldemort in Harry's mind is temporarily controlled by me, but because I am not a magic major, I don't know how long I can control him. I think I need someone who is really proficient in the dark arts Master, come here. Besides...you don't have to worry about me occupying Harry's body. In fact, I have no interest in this frail body. It's just that I don't know how to get rid of this body now. "

Dumbledore could clearly see that the other party was not Harry.

The moment he opened his eyes, his whole demeanor changed.

If Harry was like a child pretending to be an adult at the beginning, the man on the other side seemed truly unfathomable.

But he didn't understand why the other party leaked the hole cards from the very beginning.

He admitted that he would focus on Harry, but with the cautiousness of the other party, if the other party hadn't deliberately helped Harry this time, maybe he would have no way to discover the existence of the other party at all.

Of course it was on purpose.

Connor, who was entrenched in Harry's body, didn't know how old he had lived, and a certain unfathomable big devil Stark didn't know Dumbledore's guess at this time.

In fact, he didn't care too much.

At least before Voldemort disappeared completely, for the wizarding world, Harry was the last life-saving talisman, and he was entrenched in Harry's body...

Even if Dumbledore had doubts about him, there was actually nothing he could do.

But to be honest, Connor really didn't want to play tricks with such an old man.

He may have done some wrong things, but even Connor had to admit as an outsider, who didn't do anything wrong when he was a child?

As great as Superman, wasn't he still influenced by the people around him when he was a teenager, and had a prejudice against Lex Luthor?

So personally speaking, he didn't want to play tricks or scheming with this old man at all.

old middle villain

Harry didn't know exactly what Connor had talked with Headmaster Dumbledore.

He only knew that he was lying on the bed in the principal's office when he woke up.

When he sat up, the headmaster waved his arm, and the bed became a chair.

"I know you still have a lot of questions to ask, but... I think your little friend will explain it to you. But maybe at this time, you should take your godfather to eat something first."

So Harry hurriedly took Sirius to the kitchen to eat.

By the way, Sirius had told him where the kitchen was.

I have to say how much the robbery group of four added to the school.

So of course he didn't know that after he left, Dumbledore waved the wand in his hand, and a man came out from behind.

"How much truth do you think he told?"

"The great Dumbledore will also come to question a war/criminal... well, he didn't lie. You should have known when he asked you to call me over, he wouldn't tell a single lie."

The man's different pupils shone with a strange light.

Ragged clothes can not hide the light.

In fact, both of them knew this very well, but Dumbledore felt that he was looking for something to say.

In other words, he actually wanted to say something, something he wanted to say at the beginning, but he has been delaying until now.

But when he actually heard the reply from the other party, he didn't want to say it anymore.

"Actually, he's right." The man shook the bottle of potion in front of him, "If you can drink this powerful potion, you don't need to say something."

Time flies, many things cannot be said now.

Even if one party has been brewing for 50 years and the other party has been brewing for 50 years, it is not something that can be said casually.

Dumbledore glared at the other party, waved his hand and took the bottle of powerful age-reducing potion into his hand: "Don't even think about doing experiments."

"Well." The man shrugged, picked up the wand on the table, curled his lips in disgust, and nodded his face.

Visible to the naked eye, his entire face has become younger.

It was like, turning back time on him.

But this is just an illusion.

An illusion created by magic.

Just like looking at one's own memory with a Pensieve, it is just an illusion constructed with magic again and again.

"He didn't want that brat involved in the war," said the man. "Whether he felt that way or not, he had nothing against Voldemort—what taste, really, to call himself such a name? A little bit of fear, more disdain. He doesn't care about the so-called Dark Lord that wizards are afraid of, the only thing that hinders him is that the little boy he is attached to is a minor."

in fact……

That's right.

thought Dumbledore.

No matter who the other party was, he had nothing but disdain for Voldemort.And it was because of Harry's "underage body" that he didn't want to take action to solve Voldemort himself.

"Actually, if you can find me an adult's body/body." At that time, the man's eyes were shining with evil light, "Any one, wizards, squibs, Muggles are OK. Up to three days, I can finish Voldemort."

That's what the other party said.

Of course, it is not easy.

After all, the other party doesn't know much about magic, making this bottle of powerful age-reducing potion...I'm afraid Harry's body has been tossed by him a lot.

Then just as he was distracted, the man took the age reducer from his hand and dripped out a few drops.

It was too late for him to react, and the other party drank the few drops of the age-reducing agent, and his hair became thick again, from silver to bright gold, visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, the other party returned to his youthful appearance.

It wasn't his appearance when he was defeated, but the young man who looked a little weak many years ago.

A trace of unknown emotion flashed in Dumbledore's eyes.

Then he snatched the medicine bottle over and disappeared with a wave of his hand: "You use yourself as an experiment?"

"It's not simply condensing and increasing the dose!" The light in the boy's eyes made Dumbledore speechless.

“The taste is different!”

The boy waved the inappropriate wand in his hand, and quickly wrote golden words in the air.

The first one Dumbledore recognized wasn't an ingredient used in the Age Reducing Potion.

"I don't know how he made it, and I can't even analyze how much magic power he used. But what is certain is that this is a complete innovation! The other party is definitely lying! It is absolutely impossible that he has never been exposed to magic!"

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Connor the hidden liar Stark yawned in Harry's head.

The powerful age reducer was made on purpose by him.

To be honest, Grindelwald's appearance is still particularly impactful when viewed directly.

It feels like he's rushing with high hopes