HP Dark Hero

?Little Potter understood immediately, and gently 'pulled' Harry's consciousness.

At the same time as he held the opponent, a huge square-shaped space suddenly formed in the originally empty and dark place. The six sides of the entire space were soft white, but there was nothing there.A young wizard who was taller than him had his eyes closed. He had a lightning-shaped scar exactly like him on his forehead, and he held the black cuffs in his hand.

The little savior let go of his hands in a hurry, shook hands, and felt nostalgic for the feeling of having five senses; while Harry opened his eyes and looked around, his eyes were a little probing, but more purely interesting and curious, which made him look like The age is consistent, not as old as usual.

"I still don't understand how you did it," Harry said, and it looked like the little savior had created a space inside him.

"Actually, I don't understand either," Potter confessed, "it's just that...well, it happened to work before, so I remember."

The little savior was very angry when Harry explained the current situation to him, and asked angrily why he always encountered all kinds of troubles. He was only "under house arrest" by the Order of the Phoenix before, and he could still be said to be free in action. It's good now, the body is gone, and I am completely locked in someone else's body.Little Potter, who was in a rage at that time, for some reason, accidentally cast a spell on Sirius who was sleeping, and grabbed Harry, who was tired after casting a spell, and the two looked at each other in astonishment.

At that time, the stunned Harry stood there in a rare bewilderment, but the little savior reacted very quickly, and rushed forward to try to attack him, but was blocked by a protective spell that Harry subconsciously defended, and rolled on the ground several times.

Recalling the situation at that time, Harry said earnestly: "You really need to train, otherwise you don't use the Unforgivable Curse, and one day you will be killed by an expelling weapon." This is an extremely damn experience, but Harry obviously won't Say, "You've had good luck, but luck is always stupid. When it runs out, you're just an ordinary guy, an ordinary Auror who gets married and has kids. Or, never reaches adulthood." "

He wondered why the Harry here was so lucky, like the protagonist chosen by the world, and even wondered whether the other party's luck would really come to an end one day.But the savior can better deal with the situation by making more preparations.Even if Harry was too tired to do anything, he couldn't just fold his arms and watch as everything he sacrificed himself to protect disappeared.

He didn't understand why he wanted to find a quiet place for a 'vacation' from time to time before, to sit on the sidelines and wait for things to end, or to be destroyed...

"The same rules, three rounds, 10 minutes each time, dodge or counterattack as much as you can." Harry said coldly, and then his tone became sharper, "Petrificus Totalus (Petrificus Totalus)!"

A flash of light struck Potter quickly! Potter leaped back nimbly and growled, "Iron armor!"

The Petrification Charm hit the spot where Potter had been, leaving a scorched black patch, but the Iron Armor Charm visibly shook, rebounding the Silent Legs Curse hidden behind the Petrification Charm.

Harry lightly flashed the spell that was greatly reduced in power after rebounding, and then ruthlessly followed the wand, "Dizzy!"

"Disarm!" The little savior lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, avoiding the stun spell, but still staring intently at his opponent with his eyes, fighting back non-stop.

An iron armor blocked the curse coming towards Harry, but Harry was thrown by the impeding curse when he retreated. He looked up at Potter, the little savior had regret written on his face.

"Fine," Harry said, "but you shouldn't just stay on your stomach like this. Flames!"

Seeing that Potter got up on the spot and rolled away again at the nick of time, Harry narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing an expression of interest like a beast, and shot again mercilessly, another series of spells...

Potter collapsed in disgrace - psychologically, of course.

The duels between ordinary wizards rarely lasted more than ten minutes. After all, most of the time, once they were hit by a spell, the balance of victory would tip over to the opponent.Even some duels between wizards are like two pillars. After standing still, the two sides raise their wands and cast spells at each other, completely competing for the strength of magic.It was as if the duel was more wizardly, more elegant that way.

And Harry obviously didn't take this fighting style seriously, and Potter himself, who was from the same origin, also preferred the attacking style in which movements and spells cooperated.This fighting style relied extremely on intuition accumulated from experience. Rather than saying that Harry wanted to teach the little savior how to fight, it was better to say that he was honing Potter's rough fighting instincts through training.

It's a pity that this training method is not as effective as actual physical exercise.At present, it can only barely do so.

Always running into all kinds of troubles, knowing that they need a more powerful Potter, they had hoped countless times to have a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher as good as Lupin to teach them something more practical.

It's just that he never thought that his wish would come true in this form...

After some 'exercise', Harry's depression and fatigue disappeared a lot.He explained to the little savior: "Take Black out for a walk, it will be very helpful to you."

He was generally satisfied with the performance of the little savior, and promised to let Potter get along with his godfather, and he would naturally not break his promise, even if it meant giving up control of his body and allowing the uninvited guest in his body to use it.He wasn't worried that the little savior wouldn't want to go back, the body was his after all, so it naturally fit his soul better.

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Little Potter obviously realized that it was brazen for him to occupy someone else's body, but he didn't want to give up the chance to get along with Sirius, so he kept silent.

"Before lunch at the latest, your godfather needs a lot of rest. By the way, Ron and the others have written to you, so they can take some time to reply." Harry reminded, noticing the sound of animal claws scratching at the door, and then began to slowly Sinking, but stopped by Potter.

"...He's also your godfather." Potter said hesitantly, "You're Harry Potter too... aren't you?"

Even if he once suspected that the other party used some kind of potion or spell to transform into a similar appearance to him in an attempt to deceive him.But the feeling of "self" in the soul made him unable to believe in the identity of the other party.

"I've never even seen Black on my side." Harry replied disapprovingly, completely silent.