But.

In the vast Qi Refining Realm, there were simply not a few families that could perfectly help a child get through the second step of the seal.

The so-called seal is not a simple seal.

Under the guidance of the teachers and professors at school, children will first perceive the location of the innate spiritual root in their own body, and then need to make subtle adjustments through each person's own differences. Using his own consciousness, soul, willpower, etc., as well as the aura absorbed by his body after the awakening of the innate spiritual root, through the techniques summarized by countless qi refining ancestors, the innate spiritual root was finally surrounded and sealed.

And in this process, use consciousness to cultivate and communicate, so as to completely integrate the innate spiritual root with the seal.

In this process, a lot of resources will be consumed, not to mention for the time being, just to say that this external condition is not something that all families can meet.

Each school has its own guardian formation.

They can also seal, transform, and cultivate at the same time, and refine unique talents for students.

For example, the students of Durmstrang generally have more ice resistance, and at the same time, they also have a certain advantage in physical confrontation.

And this belongs to the talent refined by the school in the process of enlightenment.

Or blessings can also be.

As for the transformation and cultivation of the third step, it is also necessary to use a tailor-made casting medium - the staff.

The seal of the Divine Root.

Spellcasting medium.

A child's sense of firmness.

Three in one.

Finally, create your own power core.

This is the mystery of the third step.

......

In addition to these, there is another thing that is somewhat similar to the origin world, which is-

Generally speaking.

Ten years old.

This is a very important stage in the growth of a sorcerer.

No matter when he started awakening the innate spiritual root, this innate spiritual root of his would pass an explosive period before the age of twelve.

Therefore.

In order to develop better, wait until the school and then initiate, which is a preferred path that is more in line with the future growth of the sorcerer.

It's just a pity.

Norn said all this, and Harry still didn't understand.

He was still confused, but compared to just now, he didn't have that panicked mood at the moment.

Although Tang Yuan, who was listening carefully, didn't understand it thoroughly, he also understood it.

He reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder, saying, "If you don't understand, you don't understand, as long as you know a little." ”

"You, Harry, are no worse than those families, nobles, or anything, no worse than those young masters. ”

"Hmm. ”

Harry nodded, his eyes shining again.

"Hey, hey, Tang Yuan, what do you mean?" Hearing Tang Yuan's words, Norn stopped doing it, frowned and shouted, "There is still a young master of the family sitting here!

"Hahaha. ”

Some of the low topics dissipated in an instant, and the three little ones started fighting again.

Before going to bed, Tang Yuan thought about it, and still asked Harry a question-

"By the way, Harry, do you want to go back to Privet Road in the next few days?"

"Huh?"

"You've been out for more than a month, have you ever thought about going back?"

Harry scratched his head in confusion, not knowing how to answer the question.

Although the memories left by that family were not very pleasant, but when it came up suddenly, he couldn't say how he felt in his heart.

Tang Yuan didn't mean anything else.

Mainly, if you don't go back, in another month, Hogwarts will be back to school.

So, if little Harry wants to return to Privet again, it will be at least half a year later at Christmas.

"Brother Yuan'er, I... I do not know. ”

Harry shook his head, unsure of what he was thinking.

"Well, that's fine, then... Let's go back before school starts. ”

Tang Yuan rubbed Harry's head and didn't press on.

Time flies.

On Harry's birthday, Hagrid and Dumbledore appeared together at Dream Catcher Manor to celebrate Harry's birthday.

For Harry, it was the happiest birthday of his life.

Wrong.

It should be said that this is the first time that someone has held a birthday party for him.

Dumbledore brought Harry some gadgets as a birthday present.

Hagrid, on the other hand, baked a pink cake for him.

Although the taste was not particularly sweet, Harry still felt delicious and happy.

After the birthday party, Tang Yuan dragged Dumbledore to negotiate secretly for a long time - to discuss whether Harry wanted to go back to Privet Road.

Although Dumbledore had always thought that this was the place where Harry could be more protected, he didn't think that the three children could go to Privet Road alone.

After a few days, Dumbledore decided to take them back with him.

Until the agreed time, Harry had been a little dazed.

He still didn't know how to deal with the family.

For Dumbledore, the pinnacle of sorcerers, apparition with a few children was no small thing.

Directly from the Dream Chasing Manor, the phantom instantly shifted to the outside of the privet road.

"That's... Professor, Brother Yuan'er, really... Do you really want to go back?"

Harry flinched.

"Why not?"

Dumbledore reached out and put his arm around Harry Jr.'s shoulders and asked softly.

"It's... I don't want to go back. ”

Harry struggled, but refused.

"It's okay Harry, with us here, the family doesn't dare to do anything, don't worry!"

Tang Yuan and Norn also stepped forward to comfort Harry.

The three of them surrounded Harry, and the group arrived at 4 Privet Road.

Today is a day off, and the Dursleys are resting at home.

Without the freak of Harry Potter, the family of three had a great time.

It's just that Dudley has no one to bully, and the Dursleys have no servants to instruct, which makes their lives a little uncomfortable.

However, compared to Harry's usual mischief behavior at home, it was more comfortable without him.

Ding dong!

"Honey, go open the door!"

Hearing the doorbell ringing, Penny, who was busy cleaning up the house, shouted to Vernon in the living room without raising her head.

"Dudley, Dudley!"

Vernon lay on the couch, too lazy to move, and shouted at his own throat for his children.

Dudley was playing upstairs on the computer at the moment, and he didn't even hear his daddy's shouts.

"This kid, really..."

There was no way, Vernon could only mumble while dragging himself out of the sofa, slowly and leisurely to the door, first looking out of the door through the cat's eyes-

"Penny, Penny, oh no! that freak old man is here!"