HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

For the upcoming family comeback, Harry's training time is getting tighter and tighter, because he still needs to go back to Aunt Petunia's house.Two days ago, while Ibsas was not watching, he quietly began to experiment with the natural water magic he had learned in the training room. He was wondering whether to mix the ancient sword technique with the magic wand. If so, while using ancient swordsmanship, can releasing water magic be able to catch people by surprise?Daddy also mentioned wandless magic. If these things can be well integrated, then it will be a great improvement point for his strength.

Not only was Lily and James worried about him, but he also wanted to give them a surprise, natural magic, which is a rare treasure.

"Harry, pay attention to the pronunciation of your spells. You have to continue learning Elvish, and the pronunciation just now is not standard." The mirror where Guinevere was was erected by Harry and placed on a chair. She paid attention to it very carefully. The pronunciation of every word and the gesture of wand waving. "Has James decided to go to Eveson Castle in a few days? Let me tell you that if a secret room in the castle is not destroyed, you can go in and have a look. It contains all the learning materials and spells of Elvish, and the natural department The spell and the healing spell are of the same origin, you can also learn about it."

"Okay, I know."

In the training room, Harry used a concealed warning spell. As long as there was movement of someone or the portrait, his wand would heat up. Although this spell had a little time lag for the human body's reaction, it was better than nothing.Portraits always arrive faster than people enter the door, don't they?It left Harry speechless. This spell was only applicable to the training room, and one had to be careful when studying in the room every night. During the period, Lily also knocked on the door and entered the room suddenly.

He felt the wand in his hand suddenly burnt. Harry hurriedly put the portrait on his back, and quickly put the wand into the ring on his wrist. He wanted the one in his father's hand very much, but unfortunately he didn't give it to him, so he had to ask Lan Si helped to make a fixed ring with a similar effect, but how to put it, these things have the same effect.

Harry untied the sword from his waist, and looked very energetic in his handsome training uniform. "Harry, you're here before me again." Ibsas' relaxed greeting came from behind, and Harry took a little breath before turning around.

"Ibsas, good afternoon. What are we going to learn today?" Harry has been learning ancient swordsmanship for several months, and he knows a lot about some basic moves, but every time he gestures to the air to give way. He felt powerless, and couldn't find a lot of power points.

"See that cabinet on your right? That's what I asked James to get last night. It's a Boggart! You just need a rival right now."

Harry wished he could worship Ibsus, and he became a roundworm in his stomach. Harry went to open the cabinet door in a ditzy manner.I just thought I needed an opponent, so he got me one, and smiled when I thought of Harry.

The chubby white hand rested on the doorknob, and gently pulled it out, but when a cloud of black mist floated out from the crack of the door that hadn't been fully opened, Harry froze for a moment, and jumped back abruptly: " Ibsus, are you kidding? This fog is my opponent!!!" To put it bluntly, he had no idea what a Boggart was.

Ibsas in the portrait raised his eyebrows: "What's going on?" He muttered something in a low voice, then thought about it, and wanted to laugh, he coughed reservedly: "This thing is called a Boggart, and it can transform into your The most fearful thing in my heart. It seems that our little Harry is very strong in his heart?" He winked at Harry, and almost wanted to communicate with the group of portraits with joy.

"The most feared...?" Harry really began to think with his head down, counting with his fingers. It's not too scary to help pig friends hang up and beat them, it's just hard. "It doesn't seem to be scary...Ibsus, there is nothing scary about what happened when I was a child, and there is no scary guy in the stories Mommy told." Harry said to Ibsus seriously.

Ibsas looked Harry up and down this time and didn't speak.

It took a while before he spoke: "Let's see, the Boggart just reflects what you are afraid of now, not your weakness that has always existed. That is to say, fear can deceive the Boggart. Do you understand?"

Harry nodded thoughtfully, looking at the black mist that made the Boggart wonder what he should make of him.If what he needs now is a practice opponent, then...

The black mist facing Harry turned into a 10-year-old fair-skinned boy with messy black hair in Ibsas's surprised eyes, with the same puzzled look on his immature face, and the training suit fit perfectly on his face. With a thin figure, the hand holding the long sword is slightly different from Harry's current movements.

Well, it was clearly Harry.

"How could it be?" Harry looked at Ibsus in a little bewilderment, "I just want to be afraid of an opponent who is equal to me, why me!"

While Harry was still distracted, the Boggart had already swung his sword at Harry.

"Concentrate, Harry!" Ibsus roared, and Harry was shocked like a thunderbolt, and Harry raised his hand to block.

The two swords collided, and Harry was almost bent backward by this fake self. He secretly exerted force, and when both of them stood up straight, he found an opportunity to roll to the side.

Before getting out of the way and standing still, Boggart's sword stabbed out from behind. There was no way, Harry could only tilt his head, turned around and raised his hand to push away the sword that almost smashed his training clothes.

He bared his lips and smacked his tongue inwardly. Although he made the Boggart into an illusion, he was much stronger than himself.Harry complained incessantly, thinking of a strong opponent for nothing, he really asked for trouble, maybe he didn't train enough.

In less than 10 minutes, the Lihan on Ha's body was already wet all over. He still stabbed the sword one after another without slacking off, but he began to cry for help: "Ibsas! What should I do next? What should I do, if I don’t take this thing away, I’m going to get hurt!”

Ibsas stroked his beard, nodded in satisfaction, and said impatiently: "What's the hurry, continue."

In this way, Harry was drilled horizontally and vertically by the Boggart for half an hour, and finally he was paralyzed on the ground and rolled all over the ground being stabbed by the Boggart.If it weren't for the fear of being stabbed to death by this Boggart, Harry firmly believed that he would not want to move a finger.Didn't he create this thing by himself? The style of the sword is also the same as his own. Why is his physical strength so good? I didn't see him panting a bit.

"Ibsus, it's really... really bad..."

In the end, Harry had already abandoned himself and lay down on the ground, pretending to be dead. At this time, the Boggart was still sharpening his knife and stabbing Harry with the sword in his hand.

"The spell is 'funny funny', you can imagine a funny image in your mind, the image of you Boggart." Speaking of this, Ibsas began to look forward to the fantasy in Harry's mind.

Harry had no doubts about him, and hummed weakly: "Funny funny."

"Boom."

Stretching out his hand, the fierce guy who looks exactly like him has turned into a Harry wearing a big pink bowknot, pink doll skirt and white stockings. The point is that he is not 3,4 or 11 years old, but Harry, who was almost [-], was still blinking at himself on a tiny broomstick.

There is no sense of disobedience!

Harry felt his face turn green, he was thinking of Dudley in women's clothes!Merlin's suspender dress, you can't cheat people like this, why would you wear it on me!Although I really want to cover my face to cover my blushing face, but I can't lift my hands yet, which is a problem.

Harry in women's clothing blew a kiss to Harry, and went back to the cabinet with a "bang".

In the portraits over there, Ibsas has disappeared, presumably he was talking to those portraits about what happened just now.

After lying on the ground and resting enough, Harry picked up the neglected small hand mirror on the chair, and walked towards his room with dangling feet, he impatiently pulled off the collar of his training clothes, which was enough Messy hair would be like a wet chicken coop.Feeling the sweat left on his head and piercing his eyes again, Harry smeared his face with his paw.

"Harry?"

James called Harry from behind, and quickly stepped forward to help Harry go forward: "I heard from the portrait over there that you were training with Boggart just now?"

"Yeah." Harry replied with a snort, "Ibsus is bullying people. I've been exhausted for a long time. He refused to tell me how to undo the curse on Boggart, and he still made a fool of himself in the end."

Seeing that Harry was sweating and uncomfortable, James picked Harry up with a suppressed smile, and threw him into the bathtub in his room.

"Laugh if you want to, don't be bullied and unable to laugh in the future." Harry took off his clothes and soaked himself in the bathtub, it was so comfortable...

"You brat, Daddy is something you can laugh at." James grabbed Harry's neck and swung it back and forth, only to be sprayed all over by Harry's messy movements.

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It was mid-June in a blink of an eye, and Harry was wondering if he was going back to Aunt Petunia, or it would be bad to get caught.

Lily cut the steak in her hand, and elegantly delivered it to her mouth.After not a long period of etiquette training, Lily became the best of the three, showing nobility in every move. In the words of Albert and Moranda, she was completely two people from before. Appearing, it is estimated that no one will find out that it is Lily Potter. "Since this topic has been discussed, let's go tomorrow. I guess someone over there is already ready to move. You haven't shown up for two months. First, you were injured at home for half a month, and then the school was on vacation."

"That's right, it's your 11th birthday in half a month, and there will be a notice from Hogwarts at that time. You must stay with Petunia when the notice comes, otherwise Dumbledore's owl will find our house." James Chewing the syrup pie in his mouth, he pretended to wipe the syrup on the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

"Will I get the notice a few days before my birthday?" Harry muttered with the spaghetti in his mouth, but was knocked by Lily, and he quickly swallowed the spaghetti first.

"Actually, that's the case." James thought absently of Harry's life and death for a week in order to answer the notice. Regardless of whether he and Lily were really dead or not, Petunia and Vernon knew they shouldn't be in it. This mess, although the two of them's methods are a bit stupid, James smiled, but the starting point is always good.

"The time we invite other pure-blood nobles is also set on your birthday, so you must come back at 7 o'clock that night."

Listening to what James said, Lily also nodded. She swallowed the food in her mouth, and then said slowly: "Your father and I will open Eveson Castle, and you don't need to go there this time."

Although he really wanted to go to the bookcase that Guinevere mentioned quickly, but he also knew that he couldn't bargain with Daddy and Mommy for this kind of thing, and the time was already tight.Harry curled his lips, and drank the remaining pumpkin juice in the glass: "Mum, school is about to start, and I've been studying very seriously recently, right? Can I relax, for example." Harry slid down The chair came closer to Lily: "Can I fly for a while now?"

"Just say it if you want to play, and find any excuses." Lily poked Harry's forehead and waved her hand.

"Mommy is the best!" Harry deliberately rubbed his unwiped mouth against Lily's face, leaving an oily mark.Before Lily could whip him, Harry slid away with his little ass kicked.He's going to get the kid's broom that James bought last time!

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