[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

The Muggle world is a wonderful place, Harry thought, and now he sat across from Kate, a blond Muggle girl who looked like a Barbie doll.Seeing Harry staring blankly at her, Kate tilted her head and smiled. When she smiled, those blue eyes seemed to be shining brightly, making her look extraordinarily beautiful.

Harry first met Kate in the third month after leaving the wizarding world, after he had been traveling casually with 208.That's right, it's just random, just buy a ticket to go to any place whose name sounds pleasant to your ear, without the need to make any plans in advance.Isn't that the kind of trip he was looking forward to, without any expectations or goals, just waiting for those unexpected little surprises, and there is no possibility of loss and depression at all.

A week ago, he arrived in this somewhat remote town. There are light blue wildflowers blooming everywhere, which look like daisies from a distance, but there are still subtle differences when he takes a closer look in his hand.When he just stepped into the town, he saw Kate's back, with a huge canvas bag slung across her back, which seemed to contain boards or something.That should be a very charming girl. Although he didn't see Kate's face, Harry still thought so, but he didn't go up to strike up a conversation like other young boys, but just stood there and watched Kate's back disappear into the next Street corner, then smiled, turned and left.

The second time I saw Kate, it was now.Originally, he walked into this tavern casually just to avoid the rain. After all, Harry didn't want to get wet, and he didn't want to use magic blatantly in front of Muggles, but he saw Kate at the first sight.When he came in, there was a bright and warm flame burning in the fireplace of the tavern. A girl with beautiful blond hair was curled up lazily on the sofa next to the fireplace with a book in her hand, when she heard the creaking sound of the door being pushed open. Lifting his head, he smiled slightly at him.

Harry hardly hesitated, he quickly walked over, sat down opposite her, and then grinned nervously: "Hello, I'm Harry Potter, you can call me Harry." "Hello, I'm Kate " The blonde girl smiled naturally, she didn't say her last name, but instead she had a closer feeling: "Are you here for a trip?" Looking at Harry's equipment, Kate asked with some doubts, She put down the book, sat up a little bit, and started talking on her own initiative.

"Yes, here, um... very beautiful." Harry thought for a while, and replied, he felt that he was inexplicably nervous in front of Kate, which was obviously not because of Kate's appearance, this is a charming girl. In theory, she couldn't be more beautiful than Hermione. "Oh, then you came a little early. The most beautiful place is after June, and the weather at that time was also very good, and it wouldn't rain every day like it does now." Kate smiled and quickly added: "I didn't It means something else, but generally tourists don’t come here until after June.”

"Oh, that's right, I don't know very well," Harry rubbed his nose and explained, "I didn't read the guidebook or anything, but I just thought the name of this town sounds nice, so I came here by car. Nice." "A completely unprepared trip, that sounds really cool." Kate opened her eyes wide in surprise, and then laughed. "What about you, what are you doing here?" The topic gradually opened up, and Harry seemed less nervous. "I'm here to sketch, and I also think the scenery here is very good now. It's too noisy here in June." Kate said as she went to get her portfolio, took out a few dried works and handed them over.

It was really a beautiful landscape painting. Harry carefully flipped through it, and the color and composition were eye-catching. "It looks very professional, did you learn this?" Harry asked casually. "No." Kate's face seemed to stiffen for a moment: "I'm a psychology major." What did he touch just now?Harry noticed her momentary mood change, and looked at the girl across from him in confusion.

"Sorry." Noticing Harry's gaze, Kate smiled a little embarrassedly, and then explained: "It's not your problem, I thought of something else." She suddenly sighed deeply, and then He raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry: "Would you like to hear me tell my story?" "Of course." Harry couldn't help laughing.

"I might as well run away from home," Harry couldn't help being stunned by such a breaking news, and Kate hardly paused, and she went on to say, "Because I don't agree with my family's ideas, you should understand, they insist on I want me to major in literature and minor in music, so that I can become that kind of standard, well-educated girl from an upper-class family, but I don’t want to be like this.” Kate bit the last few words very hard. "Uh, I think they're doing it for your own good too." Looking into those blue eyes, some vague thoughts emerged from Harry's mind, and he replied almost unconsciously.

"I know, of course they are doing it for my own good." Kate was not angry at Harry's interruption, but her attitude was firm: "I know who I am, and I know what I want to do. I admit that I may be a little irresponsible to the family by doing this, but I can't bear that kind of responsibility. The meaning of my coming to this world is definitely not to realize their fantasy of their daughter. Before taking on those responsibilities, I must first take on my own responsibility. own life."

Harry looked at her speechless, some strange and excited emotions surged in his chest, he looked at Kate, and suddenly thought of a person, his former principal and life mentor, Albus Demb Lido, of course, not only because of the same pair of blue eyes, but because, in a sense, he and Kate share emotions that resonate.But he held back his desire to express, waiting for Kate to finish.

"I don't like music, I prefer art, even the simplest doodles. I can't figure out the scales, I can't follow the rhythm, but I can recognize every color on the palette. You know, I like to come out to sketch, I like to record every scene in nature with my brush, it makes me feel happy. I also like psychology, I like to study people's thoughts, compared to sitting It would be too boring to read those tomes in a quiet study." Kate was a little excited, and she seemed to be more energetic, her beautiful blue eyes were almost as bright as stars, and Harry suddenly felt that he was Can't suppress the desire to express.

"I had similar thoughts, Kate," Harry said, "I used to have a very respectable mentor, not academically, but spiritually, can you understand?" Kate is sitting very upright now, She nodded seriously, so Harry continued: "I know he is for my own good, and I also know that many of his choices are involuntary, but sometimes I will complain, of course that is also possible It's my anger at my lack of ability. Sometimes, I really feel angry because he refuses to tell me anything, and that's obviously my business." Harry took a few deep breaths to calm down his excitement : "But in the end he was right, he was always right." Kate suddenly felt a little lost in Harry's voice, so she interrupted him.

"You don't think you can blame him, do you?" Kate asked, and when Harry nodded, she continued gravely: "But I don't think so, Harry, you have a right to your own life. Maybe You may feel selfish like this, but Harry, before you take responsibility for anyone else, you should take responsibility for yourself first, none of us are gods, and we can’t take care of everyone, so first of all, please take care of yourself yourself."

For a moment, Harry almost thought that Kate knew his identity, but he quickly gave up this baseless idea. Kate was just an ordinary Muggle girl, and there was no trace of her life in the wizarding world. There is no demeanor or action.He thought carefully about Kate's words, and there was indeed some truth to it. He should also have his own life, right?He admits that he has some anger, but in fact he has always had this idea vaguely. No one stipulates that he must pay, right? And he has done too much, and he was even ready to give up his life at one time. Now He was tired, and it was time for him to find the kind of life he wanted.

Beside the warm firelight of the fireplace, Harry smiled relievedly. He was really grateful to Kate. In a sense, she made him let go of his knots to a large extent.As for Dumbledore, Harry sighed softly, he respected the old man who had left this world, but there were many things, he couldn't blame Dumbledore, and he couldn't not blame Dumbledore.