Voldemort was a very powerful and gifted wizard, there is no doubt about that. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHe has Salazar Slytherin blood and can use snake language to cast magic. But being a powerful wizard doesn't mean that Voldemort can become the Dark Lord he is now by virtue of his talent alone. The effort and sweat he has put in are also beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Harry Potter escaped his fate as a sacrifice, and he didn't have to worry about Voldemort from the beginning, or whether his position as savior would disappear. Just as there won't be much time to fall in love with Hermione when he's busy saving the world, the world is unfair, and no wizard can get everything he wants by luck alone.

With the loss of the threat, Harry naturally had a lot less of a wonderful experience, he would not find the Philosopher's Stone in the heavy protection, and face off with Professor Quirrell, nor would he find the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, but would just watch the basilisk wreak havoc in Hogsmeade from afar. Harry Potter became a typical rich second generation who could live happily ever after, leaving behind a large inheritance after the death of both parents, and under the strict protection of Albus Dumbledore, he became a symbol, a mascot, and lived very freely in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Until this time, Voldemort's sinister invasion. Until then, Voldemort had been a vague outline of Harry Potter's mind. If it weren't for the fact that the history books were clear, Harry almost doubted that he had anything to do with the distant Adversary.

On the night when Voldemort was foolishly preparing to destroy the child who had been prophesied to defeat him, Lily used an ancient protective spell that bounced off the yet-ripe Avada Death Spell, and Voldemort was struck by his own spell. If a child casts the Avada Curse on an adult wizard, the adult will even have a stomachache. But being bounced off by his own spell, Voldemort's body disappeared directly, and he became a poor creature that was not even as good as a geist, and had been carefully hiding in the dark forest.

If it weren't for Professor Quirrell's reckless intrusion, Voldemort might have faced the dissipation of his soul. There are no assumptions and no ifs in history. After his resurrection again, Voldemort became more cunning and cruel.

But things deviated from the original expectations, far beyond Voldemort's imagination. The combined attack of Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore, the terrifying blow of annihilation and spatial destruction, forced Voldemort to abandon Quirrell's body. Voldemort had always felt a sense of crisis, and he was afraid of the unknowable forces, the forces that could not be resisted. Death and fate are the forces that Voldemort fears most.

Originally, Voldemort had begun to doubt some of his previous insistence, but the fusion with Nagini and the devouring of the previous soul fragments made his magic power skyrocket again, making the most powerful Dark Lord once again strengthen his distorted beliefs.

Professor Minerva McGonagall knocked on the door, and the door to the Chancellor's office opened automatically. Albus Dumbledore stood in the middle of the room, wearing an off-white wizard's robe with a wizard's hat on his head and his back to the door. Severus Snape stood beside him, his black cloak like the wings of a bat, dragging behind him, and he didn't look back. An elf in a silk pillowcase looks at Professor Minerva McGonagall, whom McGonagall knows and is a high-ranking elf among elves.

A hospital bed was in the center of the office, and Harry Potter lay quietly on it, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep. Dumbledore gently flicked Harry Potter's bangs with his wand, and saw a distinct lightning-like ripple appear on his forehead. At this point, the scar appears a little blurry, and the surrounding cyan blood vessels are clearly visible.

"Can't wait any longer, Severus, you have to start right away, and as soon as he wakes up, you'll start teaching him Occlumency!" Albus Dumbledore didn't seem to be aware of Professor Minerva McGonagall's arrival, and he watched the scar on Harry's head intently.

Severus Snape glanced at Professor Minerva McGonagall, who had just appeared, who was looking at Albus Dumbledore and the sleeping Harry Potter with a look of horror. "Lord Headmaster, although the Occlumency Technique can effectively fight against the Regents, it is when the difference in strength between the two sides is not large. IMHO, Potter is just a weak-willed, arrogant kid, and even if he miraculously masters the Occlumency, the effect he can play is extremely limited. Severus Snape said in his characteristic slippery tone. In the middle, Professor McGonagall seemed to want to interrupt, but she let Severus Snape finish his point.

"Severus, of course I have taken your concerns into account. But something is better than nothing. And it's unclear how Voldemort was able to invade Harry's mental world. We need Occlumency, some time. Albus Dumbledore's wand followed the scar on Harry Potter's forehead, and Albus Dumbledore's face became even more ugly.

As one of the most powerful white wizards in the world, Albus Dumbledore could easily tell what was going on. According to the Order of the Phoenix, Voldemort gained immortality through Horcruxes. Albus Dumbledore naturally searched for Voldemort's Horcruxes in the hope of destroying them and eventually killing them. If Albus Dumbledore never knew that Harry Potter was not a Horcrux, it would be too well-off, the White Wizard. It was with this understanding that Albus Dumbledore found it even more difficult. The fusion or war between souls is extremely cruel and intense, and a defeat may lead to the fate of being devoured. At present, with Harry Potter's strength, I am afraid that he can only be devoured.

Even some time ago, Albus Dumbledore had feared that the soul of the young Harry Potter had actually been occupied by Voldemort's soul fragments, and the child in front of them was not the real Harry Potter, but the rebirth of Voldemort.

It was based on this consideration that Albus Dumbledore decided to let the young Harry Potter live in a Muggle world away from wizards, otherwise with the scarcity of social activities in the wizarding world, wizards like to live alone, and it is not impossible for Harry to live in the wizarding world.

The diary, which is also a horcrux, is much more honest, and has been staying with Xie An for a period of time, and the soul fragments in it have gradually begun to try to erode Xie An. But Xie An has the help of Queen Anne, and he has already merged with the picture of hell, and the diary has no chance at all. On the contrary, now by Xie An's Demon Pattern Formation, he began to exude the power of his soul. If this continues, in more than ten years, Voldemort's soul fragments will be wiped out.

"Albus, what the hell is going on, I learned from the enchantment that one of our students had an accident, and soon the elf came to inform me. What happened to Potter? he was attacked?" asked Professor Minerva McGonagall.

The Headmaster looked up to see Professor Minerva McGonagall already on the other side of the bed, "McGonagall, you saved Harry Potter. We almost got caught up with Voldemort, who was a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and knew the rules of second-class enchantments very well. We need to step up our precautions against this, or we'll lose Harry!"

"I don't understand, Headmaster, what the hell is going on?" asked Professor Minerva McGonagall, confused. "Voldemort is trying to invade Harry Potter's mind and try to control him. It's a pity that it was discovered in time, so it didn't work out. I can't imagine what kind of disadvantages we will face once Voldemort succeeds. ”

The three of them discussed in Dumbledore's office in a low voice, and at this time, the instructors of those other schools began to offer elective courses at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, such as Professor Lan who opened a short-term training course on magic patterns at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and many students were very interested. The Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry did not disclose the situation to anyone, and he did not ask for outside help, so although the matter was very sinister, he did not inform any of the teachers.

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On the Quidditch pitch, Ron had stopped arguing with Ginny and instead discussed with Colin about the Quidditch players, especially the five-school team, in which the French Beauxbatons were all very good-looking.

"Hey, can you two please stop discussing this in front of the girls, I still want to watch the training quietly for a while, can you please shut up!" Ginny said dissatisfied. Colin, who seemed to be a little afraid of Ginny, stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

The sun was now starting to dim, and a faint mist was starting to rise slowly from the bottom of the pitch. More and more students finished the class, and everyone was talking about Friday's game. Even Hermione appeared in the audience.

"Are they done training?" asked Hermione, confused.

"It's not started yet!" Ginny replied impatiently, looking at Hermione's parchment and textbook, "You're going to finish your homework in the stands?" "What's not to do, it's not an official competition anyway, there won't be too many people, and you can enjoy the fresh air, and you can prepare for the exam, killing two birds with one stone." Hermione shrugged.

"You look like Andrew. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Andrew in days. Ginny didn't comment on Hermione's behavior, and moved on to something else. "I don't know, I haven't seen him in a long time. Hermione looked down and opened her textbook, it was still a while before dark, enough to finish her homework in class.

Led by Oliver, the players mounted their broomsticks and took to the skies with their feet on the ground. The slightly chilly wind caressed the face with a hint of the breath of the Forbidden Forest, and everyone became active at once, and the fresh air made it easier for people to wake up. Betty and Angelina practice throwing and catching the ball in the air, and Fred and George fly around the court, exercising their strength. Only Oliver looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Harry Potter.

"Did you hear the strange sound of 'Kaka, Kata?'" Fred said loudly as they flew around a corner.

George glanced out at the audience. It turned out that Colin was sitting in the top row, holding up his camera, and pressing the shutter desperately, and their silly brother, Ron Weasley, was waving desperately at the two of them, as if he had become a Quidditch star himself.

"Look here, Fred, George, here!" he shouted excitedly.

"Is Ron crazy to make such a loud noise, is he afraid we won't see him?" asked Fred curiously. "He was afraid that the two of us would be blind and would not recognize this little brother. George waved his hand at Ron in boredom, and the two flew away together.

"See, that's Fred and George, my twin brothers, and I used to play Quidditch with them during the holidays. Ron excitedly said to Colin. Unfortunately, Colin was so busy pressing the shutter that he didn't even notice what had happened.

Wood flew past the stands with a frown. He used to believe that Colin was a Slytherin spy, and that the pictures were only taken to get a sneak peek at the new tactics of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Later, after it was determined that Colin was also a student of Gryffindor, Wood turned a blind eye to Colin's actions.

"Speed up the passes, the players on the joint team are faster and more powerful than us, we can only rely on more passes, to save energy, speed, Betty!" Wood shouted as the players trained as several men in green jerseys and broomsticks walked into the field.

Seeing someone disrupting practice, Wood shouted angrily at a group of Slytherin players. "I've booked the venue for today, what are you going to do, I remember your next game is on Wednesday the following week. ”

Wood lunged down like an arrow, hovering more than two meters in the air and shouting at a few Slytherins. Fred and George followed.

Several Slytherin players had to crane their necks and look at Wood in mid-air. Marcus Flint, the Quidditch captain of Slytherin, replied with a sinister expression, "It's a big place, Wood. Can't we come here to train?"

Angelina, Arya, and Katie Bell flew over. There are no women on the Slytherin team. They looked up and stared at the Gryffindor team members maliciously, whispering something and chuckling from time to time.

"But I booked this game!" Wood was clearly angry, they were about to play against the combined team, and if they didn't get familiar with the secret tactics as soon as possible, defeat was assured. "I booked it early in the morning. You are disrupting our training, and if you still think you are students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, for the sake of the school's honor, leave now. ”

"Oh, Wood, when are you going to represent Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" Marcus sneered, "We're not here to quarrel with you, we've been informed that your Seeker, Harry Potter, is sick, so your match with the United Team has been postponed until next week!