HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

After July 7st, it was only a month since the start of school. Harry was nestled in the library of the old castle all day long, causing James to think that Harry was going to become a Ravenloch.

The library of the old castle has a lot of books, Harry didn't think about reading all the books, he picked up the magic circle, and the books on alchemy were considered to be perfect for what the Potter family was good at.The fighting room in the old castle was also a good place. Harry was quite satisfied with it, and it was well hidden. James and Lily had to deal with the affairs of the Potters and Evelsons every day, so they basically couldn't control him.

If James hadn't told Harry bluntly that he would face a battle in the future, Harry wouldn't have read those books so honestly.Strength and elegance coexist, Harry rolled his eyes, well, rolling his eyes is really sorry for his noble status.

The branches scattered in the Muggle world also received the news of the owner's inspection after the opening of Eveson Castle. James didn't take it seriously. These branches thought they were honest at first, but they would be full of bad water. If it wasn't for Eveson I am afraid that the restrictions under the family are all gone now.

For those branches, they only know that the lineage of the Patriarch has disappeared for hundreds of years, and they don't know anything about the rest except that they are called Evelson.If it is said that those old people still fear the lineage of the Patriarch, those young ones are somewhat arrogant.

James narrowed his eyes and looked at the little boy who was about the same age as Harry standing in front of him, and suddenly stopped his slapping movement with his hand on his lap: "Naples, I really don't understand why you put Brut that Give me the ledgers of several branches."

Lily on the one side looked at the ledger in her hand, and there were obvious discrepancies in several income and expenditures. Logically speaking, such mistakes can be made, but she still has the nerve to come out to make the ledger, let alone the ledger, a company can be destroyed. in his hand. "Naples, may I ask how you got this ledger?" There should be more than these things in his hands.

The boy standing on the side looked carefully at the two adults, his eyes flickering. He looked at the door and said in a low voice, "I wrote down those ledgers based on the transactions those people asked my parents to make."

Speaking of which, James and Lily came to this Naples house as a surprise attack. At that time, there were four bodyguards in black blocking them. Even though Naples ran out by himself, those bodyguards took a long time to let go. The two were very surprised. It is not an exaggeration for a child to be under such strict supervision, even house arrest.

"Your parents? Naples, I remember that your family is the one with the closest blood, why..." Lily smiled warmly, "Who are those people you are talking about?"

Naples bit his lip and refused to speak.

"Okay, that's it." Lily thought for a while. "Can you tell me where are your parents?"

The child still shook his head and said nothing.

Lily and James glanced at each other, a little speechless. The child looked young and thoughtful.

At this time, the child hesitated and took out a piece of paper from his body, and handed it to Lily, "I received this thing a few days ago, because it was a letter sent by a strange owl, and those people didn't know about it. I heard my father mention it." The Evelson family used to be nobles in the magic world..." The child's voice was still very low, and he kept turning his head to look at the door that refused to close. "I wonder if I can go to this school?"

Lily raised her eyebrows and looked at the Hogwarts admission notice in her hand. "Cynthia Naples Evelson? You're a girl..." Lily, who almost screamed in surprise, thought of the bodyguards outside, and shut her mouth wisely: "Look, James, it's Hogwarts, this kid is not a Squib... …it’s amazing.”

"Is it a little benefit brought by the awakened?" James looked at the child in front of him carefully: "I think, you want us to take you out of here, right?"

"If you can take me out of here, I will listen to you." Naples, oh, no, it should be Cynthia who bent down to the two of them, with her right hand on her left chest: "I offer all my loyalty."

Although James felt sorry for the girl, his rationality told him that even if he didn't leave, this Naples could still go to Hogwarts here, as long as he handed a letter to the school.But Lily said first: "I don't know how much you trust us. Although you are only 11 years old, the environment you were born in makes me believe that you must know a lot." It is the object to restrain those people.

However, Cynthia knelt down suddenly as if she had made a major decision, pointed at the bodyguards outside the door and shouted: "They killed my parents, they want to embezzle our property!! I am just a child, but I look at my parents Doing illegal business for them! Look at the huge discrepancies in the books, which ones were not done by them! If I hadn't secretly recorded what my parents said, how could I have waited for this opportunity..."

As soon as the bodyguard who heard the sound rushed to Cynthia's side, he was knocked aside with a silent stun spell by James: "Continue talking."

"Those people designed traps to frame my parents in order to obtain our family's inheritance items, and my father had to help them do those things. In the end..." Cynthia covered her lips, her eyes flushed: "Finally sentenced to life imprisonment by the judge, I My mother committed suicide the night they were going to take her. They didn't know it was in my possession, so they just had someone spy on me. This thing was only passed on to the girls in our family, and it was originally in the hands of my aunt."

"What inheritance items does your family have?" Lily was surprised. The parchment in the vault did not mention these. What happened to the inheritance items that suddenly appeared?Lily pulled the little girl to sit beside her.

Cynthia pulled out a necklace from her collar, took it off and handed it to Lily: "Father often said that there will be a guardian of the awakened in our family, and I am the only one with magic."

Lily grabbed the necklace in her hand, she really couldn't figure it out, this necklace was actually a white poppy, Lily looked at Cynthia again, although she was cold and slightly pale, it was not difficult to see that she would be a very beautiful girl in the future, but As members of the family, how could they participate in what Guinevere said.What's more, the family crests of the other family branches she saw these days were all evolved on the basis of roses. Only Cynthia's family had a complete poppy without adding anything else.

A thought flashed through James' mind suddenly: "Lily, let's take her back. I think she will stay by Harry's side at ease when she sees something. Don't forget, the real owner of the house is Harry."

When Harry saw Cynthia in his old castle, Harry was fiddling with alchemy items according to the book. Unexpectedly, James suddenly appeared and rolled up his sleeves, scaring Harry into saying the wrong spell. "Hey! Daddy, you broke all my things!" Before he could finish speaking, he saw a girl with light red short hair staring at the snake tattoo on his wrist. Every time he saw this thing, Harry couldn't bear it. The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, it was really too cool for Merlin's tattoo.

When Harry put down his sleeves, Cynthia had become a staunch follower of Harry. Although she was quiet and expressionless, she was usually nice to Harry. If there was any comment, it would be that Harry had an extra sister.

In this regard, Lily was very sure of her decision to bring Cynthia back this time, and took Cynthia to Diagon Alley to buy necessities a week later.

And those bodyguards were forgotten by James. Later, with the help of various information provided by Cynthia, James and Vernon used the Potter's company to clean up the family cancer headed by Brut. Several people cried The mother-in-law went to prison together, ate and sat in prison. Of course, this was two years later.

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Walk with Cynthia to Ollivanders - the only wand shop in Diagon Alley.Ollivander's shop was small and shabby, with a lonely wand on a faded purple cushion in the window.The golden signboard on the door has peeled off, and it reads:

Ollivander, has been making fine wands since 380 BC.

Cynthia tilted her head and looked at the signboard that was about to fall. After a long time, she suddenly laughed softly. Harry asked her why she laughed suddenly. She pulled Harry into the shop and replied, "I think It's funny."

The shop is small, with nothing but a bench, and thousands of long, narrow boxes containing wands that almost reach the ceiling.

"Isn't this the great Harry Potter? Oh, it should be Mr. Harry Everson, good day. You came today... Could it be that the wand I bought a few days ago is not suitable? Impossible, I remember it was The best wand for you! Eleven inches, alder wood, natural elf's hair! The perfect combination! Alder is the tree of fire. Alder fights in the front line in the battle of the trees. She is called all the trees The fighting witch among them is full of enthusiasm in the confrontation. We can extract three different dyes from alder, red from the bark, green from the flowers, and brown from the buds. These represent the three elements of fire, water and earth respectively. A whistle of alder wood can summon and control the winds in all directions, I believe this is the most suitable for you..."

Harry interrupted Ollivander, who was still going on, and pulled Cynthia who was standing behind him to him: "I'll buy it for her." Ollivander raised his glasses to look at Cynthia: "Excuse me Which hand does the lady like to use?"

"Right hand."

"Please lift it up." Oliver took a measuring stick and roughly measured the length of Cynthia's arm, then got into the middle of his own box, chattering and chattering for some reason.

Harry shrugged at Cynthia: "He was like this when I first came here." Harry pointed to his head: "Maybe it's different from ordinary people here."

Just like the combination of obsessive-compulsive disorder and perfectionism that Muggles say, Ollivander once again managed to make his crowded small shop dilapidated, and finally put a box under Cynthia's nose: "Nine and three Two-thirds of an inch long, birch wood, poppy flower core!" He happily put the wand into Cynthia's hand: "Try again?"

Cynthia waved casually, and the wand shot a soft moonlight around Harry.

Without the things like spark explosion just now, Ollivander jumped up and down excitedly, and didn't notice Harry's behavior of dropping 7 Galleons in a hurry and then ran away, lamenting that he had made another suitable move. wand.

"This man is really strange." Harry exhaled, complaining in a low voice, "It's enough to annoy people to death."

Cynthia slightly hooked the corners of her mouth: "Okay, madam and sir are still waiting for us, we haven't made school gowns yet."

Mrs. Malkin's robe shop is not far from Ollivander's storefront, and the two of them can walk for 3 minutes.The wind chime at the door was shaking, and the two of them pushed the door open, and saw a platinum-blond head standing on a small step stool, chanting something leisurely with its eyes closed and mouth open.A soft ruler swam around him.

"Draco!" Harry dimpled his face as he ran to Draco and tugged at his robe.

Hearing someone calling himself, Draco opened his eyes, and the head of the chicken coop in front of him rubbed against himself: "Harry, what a coincidence, are you here to buy robes too?"

"No, I bought it with Cynthia. Draco, she is my cousin."

Draco raised an eyebrow and nodded to Cynthia as a greeting.The gray-blue eyes took a deep look at Cynthia and then turned away.

At this time, Mrs. Malkin, who turned out from the back room, was already busy working for Cynthia enthusiastically, and she did not forget to talk to Harry: "Master Evelson, your summer school uniform, winter robes, and spring and autumn robes will be replaced in two days." Send it to the house."

"No hurry, when Cynthia's is ready, we will send it together." Harry confessed, and started talking to Draco again, but most of the time it was Harry who was talking, but he didn't bother, because Draco He always looks at himself with a smile, and his gray-blue eyes are not as cold as looking at others.

"Which house are you going to, Draco?"

Draco jumped off the small step stool and straightened his robes: "I will be Slytherin, our family has never appeared in other houses." Speaking of this, Draco was still very proud.

"Really?!" Harry leaned next to Draco and asked expectantly, "Then where do you think I'm going?"

"You, maybe you're in Gryffindor? Maybe it's Slytherin?" Draco pointed outside the shop door, "I'm sorry, my mother is waiting for me outside, I think I have to go first, It's impolite to keep a lady waiting for a long time, goodbye." Draco, who inexplicably calmed down, ignored Harry after finishing speaking.

"Hey, wait, I think I should say hello to Mrs. Malfoy too."

The author has something to say: I should have stopped writing when I saw Draco, but I accidentally wrote too much--