[Comprehensive] Mingguang

At night, Harry Potter, who was born again, quietly took out twenty pounds from the pocket of his Vernon's clothes, then happily unlocked the door of his house, threw flowers and ran away.

As for what Professor Dumbledore will think when he finds out that he is missing... Ahem, he is still a happy brat now, isn't it what he should do to make everyone worry about being irritable =v=

Listening to the guidance of the space-time traveler Indora in his head, Harry hid in the dark alley and walked towards his destination.

Speaking of which, at first Harry thought that Indra was a lady, but after Indra yelled angrily, he realized that this was Mr. Indra. No, since he is a gentleman, his name should be Idola.

—Indra didn't bother to correct his name to Harry.

This Mr. Idola guided him with uncommon tact towards the police station, showing him how to sprint, run, and hide in the shadows to avoid being caught by the police.

With the dueling steps trained by Oro, Harry was in a strange mood, and he thought it was so interesting.

Near the police station, Harry asked Indra in a low voice, "How do we get in?"

"...A police station always has a canteen." Indra said softly, "Do you think the police station will allow the canteen to deliver food and garbage from the main entrance?"

Harry suddenly realized, "There is a side door!"

"Yes, we don't need to go through the main entrance."

Even Konoha Anbe has a cafeteria, and the quality of the food is still very high. Every food delivery will go through many inspections. After all, sometimes Hokage is too lazy to cook and asks Anbe to go to the cafeteria to help make a meal.

"Then do you know where the cafeteria is?"

"Walking along the police station wall, where garbage is often transported, there will be oily and black spots on the ground, which is different from other places."

Harry was amazed, he himself was a person who walked off the battlefield, but compared with Mr. Idola in his head, he instantly became scum, okay?

At this moment, he no longer doubted what Idola meant by trampling Voldemort's soul fragments.

It is estimated that it is really literal ==

Under the guidance of Indra, Harry first entered the cafeteria of the police station, and took a raw egg from the back kitchen of the cafeteria and put it in his arms for breakfast tomorrow morning.

"where are we going?"

"Go to the reference room."

"But I don't know where the reference room is."

"It's okay, just find someone."

Harry didn't know why, so he hid under a big tree in the police station. After waiting for a while, he saw a policeman in uniform walking towards him as if he was returning from duty.

"Now, give me your body."

"No!" Harry's attachment to the body was much stronger, who knew what this Mr. Idola would do, he absolutely couldn't let him out!

Indra said angrily, "Then let go of your brain!"

When Harry was in a daze, he knew how to use Occlumency, didn’t he just not use Occlumency——Mr. Harry Potter, after learning about the existence of Indra, started to use Occlumency spontaneously -u-

Harry hesitated, "Can you tell me what you're going to do?"

"Of course I'm asking for information!"

"No life?"

"...I see." Indra smiled, "If you don't let go of your brain, I'll kill him!"

"..." The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, "You won."

——Sure enough, even if he lives again, he is still a brainless Gryffindor QAQ Indra's kaleidoscope, and everything is solved in an instant.

Harry was dumbfounded!

The moment he was possessed by Mr. Idola, Harry seemed to have opened the perspective of God. He saw Mr. Idola controlling his body, and then his emerald green cat eyes turned blood red. And a kaleidoscope pattern?

—Is this how the kaleidoscope decal on his forehead came about?

wait!The kaleidoscope in that eye can spin in circles! !He's actually spinning in circles! !

After circling around, the person on the opposite side seemed to have lost his sanity. First, he paused and stood at attention, and then told him loudly where the archives room was, and led him to the building of the archives room with a serious face, and led him attentively. Let him walk into the building, cover himself and fool the concierge!

"...Is he all right?"

Harry thought of the Imperius Curse in the Three Unforgivable Curses, "If you use it too much, will he become an idiot?"

"Of course not, it's just the simplest illusion."

"...you are not a wizard."

"Idiot, you just found out."

Harry burst into tears again, I'm so sorry he's an idiot! !

He pursed his lips, and said to Indra seriously, "You can't kill people, this is my bottom line."

He can kill those dark wizards, but he will never kill Muggles!

"I see." Indra said lightly. If some things can be resolved peacefully, he doesn't want to fall out with Harry. If Harry dies and he not only doesn't go back, but he can't even find the Shinjuku body, then trouble.

Touching into the reference room, the reference room was pitch black, and Harry murmured in a low voice a fluorescent flash, this light spell does not require much magic power, even if he is too young and has no magic power, he can use this spell without any problem.

The dim light came on, and Harry looked at the rows of bookcases, "A lot."

Indra's eyes flickered slightly, and I have to say that some magic, oh, what wizards call spells is still very practical.

"Then what can you do?"

"Well, are there any keywords?"

"Keywords..." Indra asked Harry to try ninjas and warriors. There was no movement in these files. Indra sighed, and he knew it was not that simple. On the land, who can be hired?"

"Mercenary? Knight?" Harry thought for a while, "I heard that there are still mercenaries today, as long as they give money, they can do some tasks."

"Then be a mercenary."

After Harry changed the keywords, the file finally moved.

Swipe and pull, and instantly fill up the small open space in front of you.

"A lot!" Harry was stunned. "We can't finish it in one night!"

"Then go ahead and set keywords. If you don't plan to be a killer, you might as well delete this one." Indra instructed Harry, "Choose out all the other things you don't want to do, and the last ones are what we need. "

"Great idea!" Harry excitedly began to use the Flying Curse, first picking out a bunch of files with killer as the key word, and let these files go back to the distance, and then using drugs, gambling, smuggling, extortion, usury And other words as keywords, and finally there are only a few files left in front of me.

Harry smiled, "Great, that's all there is to it."

He asked Indra, "Idora, you can control my body, right?"

"……What do you want to do?"

"Look, I look with my right hand and right eye, and you look with your left hand and left eye. Let's look together faster!"

The corner of Indra's mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "...No need, you just need to let go of the control with your left hand."

Anyway, there is a 180-degree circular screen in front of him, which is enough for him to see.

The two looked through the rest of the files together, and these files were almost all clues to intelligence dealers and intermediary organizations.

Indra read it much faster than Harry. Harry hadn't finished one book, but Indra had already finished the remaining two.

"Let's go."

"Hey! I haven't finished watching it yet!"

"Who told you to read this thing as a novel?"

"But these intelligence dealers are really hateful." Harry murmured, "Both sides are exploiting each other's money, there are so many of them..."

"That's stupid, haven't you ever encountered that before?"

Indra found it unbelievable. After observing these days, Harry's combat awareness is not bad, and he can see the overall situation of things more clearly. He is much more mature than ordinary people, and his situation remains the same. Although he is a bit stupid, his combat intuition is worth it. Praise, I can see that I have experienced a lot in the past.

How could such a barely qualified soldier not know of the existence of the intelligence dealer?

How did he fight?Unless someone collects information for him, all he needs to do is fight.

After silently remembering this, Indra changed the subject, "Don't mention the good or the bad, as long as it can help us."

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Idola, but I won't cooperate with people I hate."

Harry was stubborn and stubborn, "Those guys don't deserve to be human!"

Indra was stunned for a moment, he, the host... has some stickiness between the pillars.

He smiled subconsciously, his face softened, "There will always be something you are satisfied with, let's go."

Harry was silent for a while, and put the file back where it was, "Where are you going?"

"I found an informant, I think you won't be disgusted." Indra said lightly, "He is a bar owner in London. He used to be a soldier. After retiring from the army, he opened a bar. Given his background as a former soldier, I know a lot of people, and I can recommend some bodyguard jobs, because he also has a dumb sister who also lives in the bar, so this guy's shop does not allow drugs, and does not allow wandering warblers to stay overnight, so it is still clean."

Harry's complexion improved a lot after hearing this, "I see, shall we go now?"

"In the middle of the night, it's the time for the bar to open."

Indra said leisurely, "But you need to pretend first."

Harry touched the kaleidoscope decal on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "You're right..."

It was very easy to change his appearance. Harry randomly found a rag to cover his messy hair as a scarf. He took off his glasses and cast a spell on his eyes, which could temporarily restore his strength, and the effect could last for three hours. His bangs were pushed up, revealing the fake kaleidoscope decals. He looked at the glass next to the store, and the boy in front of him was completely different from Harry Potter.

He murmured, "Does the hairstyle really change the temperament?"

Indra urged, "Don't waste time, let's go, your uncle who is like a fat pig will probably find you tomorrow morning."

Harry was taken aback, "By the way, I still have a lot of protection spells and tracking spells on me!"

Indra sneered, "You just remembered? I have already blocked these spells for you!"

Indra, who possesses the power of the six realms, is very powerful. Although there are many spells on Harry's body, it seems that the spells have been cast for a long time, and they are easily erased by him.

Harry opened his mouth wide, "In other words...Professor Dumbledore probably already knows that I'm missing!"

At the same time, at the door of the Dursleys' house, Albus Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of this century, quietly appeared at the door of the Dursleys' house, with sharp eyes and a dignified expression.