"Shattered to pieces!"
"Rumble and blast!"
"Split into pieces!"
The ravaged boulder was completely shattered by one spell after another, but before it could enjoy its old age, a repair spell pulled the poor stone target back to the earth.
Magic is so useful!
Before it was completely dark, Harry found an open space and started experimenting. The invisible and intangible magic heart did not strengthen his body, and his physical power did not move at all, but its impact on magic power was huge.
But that didn't seem to be a good thing. At least not entirely for Harry.
He became more 'short'.
Because the White Ivory Water Gun has the same rate of fire, Harry's magic power is not enough. The 120 rounds of maximum ammunition are enough to inflict White Ivory Trouble for more than ten seconds. With 1,300 rounds per minute and a speed of 21 seconds, the Glock can completely drain Harry's magic power within six seconds.
The pumping magic heart makes the magic flow in Harry's body extremely fast. Simply put, his magic output per unit time is higher than that of other wizards, which will strengthen the power of the spell. But the price is higher mana consumption and additional waste.
If the previous consumption was 1, then the current consumption is 4, one of which is the increase of the magic spell, but the remaining two are a meaningless waste. The magic power that cannot be completely transformed by the spell will only create Apart from the louder magic blast than before, there was no positive meaning.
Perhaps deafening the enemy with the now shocking sound of fire is a new enemy strategy?
"Then this is too fucked up."
Harry complained speechlessly. White Ivory was half disabled. Although the power of the spell had been doubled, the consumption quadrupled made him completely turn into a second man, able to kill Harry in six or seven seconds. White ivory squeezed dry is worthy of a request.
The ebony is even worse. If the white ivory is only half useless, the ebony is completely useless. Its original magic power consumption is twice that of the white ivory, but after the current increase, it can triple the magic power. It requires eight times the magic power of a standard spell. Every time the magic is used, the body seems to be hollowed out.
"What two little goblins."
Looking at the black and white demons in his hands, Harry felt like crying. He didn't want such strengthening at all, but there was no way to refund this forced thing.
Sighing, Harry had no choice but to accept this fact. After returning to the dormitory, he fell asleep and just wanted to empty his head. There are always solutions to troubles, but you can't rush if you are in a hurry.
A slight snoring sounded, and Harry fell into a deep sleep. The dark dreams that came with the night outlined a tunnel that seemed to have no end.
A small light shone in the darkness, getting closer and bigger.
At this moment, the heartbeat sound that had been hidden before appeared again, and the powerful pumping sound became clearer as the light got closer.
"How did I get home?"
Looking at the familiar decoration around, a long-lost sense of familiarity is gradually recovered. This is a spacious room with soft Persian carpets on the floor. The spacious double bed can be rolled around at will. The bookshelf on one side is stuffed It is filled with all kinds of comics, and opposite it, the high wall composed of figures is pleasing to the eye.
This is a room in a standard house. If there is any difference, it is probably that this house is richer. The hand-made wall looks like a down payment for a house.
This was the most homely scene in Harry's memory, even though he already knew that he would never be able to come back here again.
"Oh, it turned out to be a dream."
Harry, who seemed to have come back to his senses, sighed a little lonely, "I thought I had forgotten it a long time ago, but I didn't expect that I still remembered it."
"This is all in the past." He laughed miserably, and the surrounding pictures changed their style after blurring. They were also familiar to him. This was his bedroom in the Dursleys' house.
"This is my home too."
With a smile on his face, Harry gently opened the door after looking at it for a week. The scene behind the door was not the corridor of the Dursleys' house, but an empty and deserted walkway with a railway track on one side. Stretching into the distance, if Harry guessed correctly, this is Station 9.
"There should be a Hogwarts Express." He looked up at the sign on platform 9 and muttered, and then a scarlet steam locomotive with white smoke suddenly appeared.
"But what is the meaning of this dream?"
Lucid dreaming is not a strange thing. It is quite amazing that you can actively change the picture of your dream while keeping your consciousness awake. But what does this mean?
Just as he was thinking about this problem, the surrounding scene became blurry again. The station was shrouded in thick fog, and in front of him stood a tall and gorgeous mirror - it was the Mirror of Erised.
Harry moved closer, and the mirror reflected his appearance, or rather, his appearance at the moment.
The person in the mirror was wearing a close-fitting white tank top and black sports shorts. This was the most comfortable outfit for Harry, but something was different. There was a blue dot on his chest in the mirror, a blue dot that was constantly beating and shrinking. .
As Harry stared, the blue dot became clearer and clearer. Different from what he expected, it was not a heart, but a small, young figure hiding in his chest.
The sleeping baby was very similar to himself. Harry had seen pictures of him as a child. Aunt Petunia put him and Dudley together and took a picture of him as a baby, and Harry saw The young shadow of him is exactly the same as the photo of him when he was young.
"My feeling is correct."
Harry, who was somewhat absent-minded, murmured. Just as he said this, his reflection in the mirror also changed as expected. His eyes turned brown and black, and the outline of his face also changed a lot. He has changed, and even his body has shrunk a bit. Although he is still well-proportioned and powerful, he is indeed not as strong as Harry's body today.
"It turns out you are always in my heart. Harry"
He raised his hand and put it on his heart, lowered his head and spoke softly.
"I, this evil guest who came from across the world, took away the life that should have been yours."
"Apologizing is probably useless."
After a moment of silence, he sighed slightly.
"All I can promise you is that I will take good care of Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, and our cousin Dudley."
"They are very good to me and have always taken care of me. They have made my dream come true. I will protect them. Even if you don't tell me, I will do this. "
"I don't know if you would still like Qiu Zhang, although I feel like she is just like that. If you want, I can cuckold Seid. They just met and stole someone else's girlfriend. I'm very skilled at this kind of thing, you can completely trust me as an experienced driver."
But after sneering, Harry shook his head slightly. 'Harry' was no longer there. Although he saw the little person, Harry could also confirm that when he occupied this body, the original owner was It has become one with him, and the vastly different strength of their souls makes devouring the only possibility.
"What about Voldemort?"
Harry, who had discovered that this was not a simple dream, had some guesses in his mind. This should be something similar to the soul space, not a simple dream. It was precisely because of this that he was so awake, even thinking about it. , the surrounding environment changes at will.
At the moment when this idea appeared, the mirror in front of him and the dense fog around him suddenly dissipated, and in the pure white room, a dark shadow appeared.
That thing was in the shape of a human being, no more than the size of a baby. The red skin was very rough, as if it had been peeled off. The mouth with crooked teeth was open wide, and it seemed to be making a disgusting strange sound, but that thing The sound couldn't come through, and a thin and flexible eggshell wrapped him tightly.
There was a thin line connected to the eggshell, and the other end of the thin line was connected to Harry's heart and the blue beating light spot.
No introduction was needed. Harry understood that the eggshell was the magic left by Harry's mother Lily, and the thin line connecting the eggshell was the only connection between him and the ugly baby. Through this thin line, Harry Having sensed the magic of the eggshell, I also sensed the weak nature of the howling baby monster inside.
Without this eggshell, Harry, who was connected by a thin line, would be drawing strength without realizing it, becoming the nourishment for the growth of this ugly monster.
But this kind of protection is not permanent. Harry can feel that the magic on the eggshell is weakening at a very slow speed. The power of love that Dumbledore calls can only protect Harry until he is seventeen years old. If Voldemort Instead of stealing this power, let it be forcibly extended like a bug.
Then when he turns seventeen, this evil ghost wrapped in an eggshell will begin to greedily suck Harry's soul.
"It's because of you that the last trace of Harry still remains, right?"
The magic called love wanted to continue to protect Harry after it deflected Voldemort's Killing Curse. However, the strength of the time traveler's soul was too strong compared to that of young Harry. At the moment of contact, the two completed the devouring process. , the love belonging to Harry only protected his last shadow, and this protection from the great mother finally came to nothing.
I don’t know why, but a deep feeling of guilt arose spontaneously.
In front of a mother, he killed the child she was trying to protect with all her life, and took away everything that belonged to that child, his life, his future, everything he had.
The emotions surging in his heart caused him to fall into a long silence. He didn't know how he should face this matter. It had already happened. The so-called confession and apology were all feeble words.
It was not Harry himself who broke the silence. A faint ripple from the thin eggshell made Harry slowly raise his head.
It seemed that a gentle woman's shadow appeared in front of him. She smiled at Harry and waved to him gently.
This dependable closeness made Harry approach cautiously, but he didn't dare to look into those green eyes that were as clear and translucent as lakes. He didn't know how he should face this great mother. A mother who wants to protect her children.
"Harry."
A gentle voice reached Harry's ears.
"I'm not--"
Urgent words blurted out. Having understood everything, he did not want to deceive the person in front of him at this moment, even if she was just a shadow of nothingness.
A hand gently held his chin, holding his face to raise his head, and he looked into those clear green eyes.
"Harry."
It was still the gentle call, and a smile appeared on Lily's face.
"You've grown up."
"Whether it's mom or dad, we always love you."
"But I'm not - I just -"
He who still wanted to explain something was gently embraced by a pair of hands. Harry was hugged into her arms. Lily's cheek was pressed against the top of his head and she said softly: "You will always be my child."
"Mummy loves you, Harry."
This gentle voice seemed to break the hardest ice in someone's heart, and the uncontrollable tears kept falling at this moment. The gentle mother held the tearful child, and she gently patted Harry's back. I turned my back and hummed the song I used to put me to sleep.
Harry has never felt such peace, such warmth. This flawless and pure love from his mother is completely different from what he felt with Aunt Petunia. It is a feeling that he can give everything for you. All in all, the greatest power in the world.
The illusory shadow slowly disappeared little by little, and the hands surrounding him gradually became difficult to reach. At this moment, Harry, who understood everything in his heart, slowly raised his head, and finally had the courage to look at those clear green eyes. Harry was in a daze.
There was also a faint smile on his face, Lily let go of her hand, and the two just looked at each other quietly.
"Mother."
Harry smiled and said softly. At this moment, he finally said this familiar but distant and unfamiliar word.
"Thank you, thank you."
Harry stood up from the ground and took a deep breath. He waved for the last time and said goodbye to his gentle mother.
The young child originally hidden in his heart disappeared, and a strong and powerful magic heart appeared on the right side of his chest.
There seemed to be subtle changes in the magical heart that was no longer separated by the 'two people', but at this moment, Harry didn't care about all this.
The strong heartbeat shattered the surrounding pure white walls, and the eggshell shrouding the twisted evil spirit shattered at this moment!
The sound of thunder resounded throughout this soul world, and the leaden gray clouds were brewing with thunder and lightning!
He raised his hand, and in this home court where his thoughts were omnipotent, God was his spokesperson at this moment.
The ear-piercing wail resounded as the eggshell shattered, and the thunder that descended from the sky converged into a murderous war hammer.
"die!"
The roaring thunder was deafening, and the surviving evil ghost was crushed into ashes invisible to the naked eye in front of this power of God.
The completely defeated soul fragments turned into pure souls. The battle between souls has the only result of devouring and being devoured.
Under the magical heart, another faint blue dot emerged, expanding and contracting slightly with every breath Harry took.
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It was very difficult to write this chapter. I deleted, deleted, and revised it several times. I don’t know if I got the feeling I wanted. I didn’t have enough writing power, so I had to do this.
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