Chapter 1318: Harry's Thoughts

Remember that before he entered Hogwarts, Harry was just a Muggle boy who lived in a closet under the stairs. He thought that he might not be able to make much difference in his life.

Yes, he only occasionally imagined that he would one day be able to get rid of the Dursleys—and he was thankful that he did.

After all, he is just a sad child who has been without parents since he was a child and has to rely on the "charity" of his aunt and uncle to grow up.

However, when Hogwarts offers arrived, when the Dursleys obstructed him, and when Hagrid appeared in front of him with a birthday cake, his life changed completely.

He knew that he was a wizard, and that his parents were very good—they weren't as incompetent and bad as his aunt told him all day!

He learns that he is very famous in the British wizarding world, and almost everyone knows about some "achievement" that even he doesn't know about.

He knew more that he seemed to be a rather special being.

To be honest, I'm afraid there is no boy who is not secretly happy and excited when he realizes that he may be the so-called "savior".

Although he never said that.

However, before he could recover from the amazement of the crowd, Maca's excellence made him wonder if everyone had made a mistake.

Yes, he may really be the "boy who never dies", but the truth may be limited to that.

There was nothing more special about him than others, his talent for magic was even more ordinary, and he had several subjects that he was not good at at all.

Could such an ordinary boy be some kind of "savior"?

No, it may be true, as Malfoy said, that he was just a "lucky hapless". He was lucky enough to escape Voldemort's attack, but he was extremely unlucky to lose his parents and family. What a "savior", that's just a joke that is not funny at all.

And as Maca became more and more powerful, repeatedly showing that unexpectedly powerful, Harry had to secretly feel envious, and then slowly turned his self-confidence into self-improvement.

Unconsciously, maca has become his goal and direction. He only hopes that one day, he can stand side by side with Maca, instead of always chasing after him and never touching him.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tries, it seems impossible to catch up with the excellent Maca.

Day after day, Voldemort died, Greenwald died, Maca became a professor, and he was still a student who hadn't graduated. The distance between the two seems to be getting farther and farther away.

Harry thought he might not be able to fulfill his wish in his life.

But just when he was a little disheartened, Helbo appeared, the Gryffindor Sword was in his hands, and the trial that might change his fate arrived.

In the face of the terrible consequences that he might face after defeat, and when even Gryffindor's own persuasion was in front of him, he gritted his teeth and chose to persevere.

Then, he failed.

What else? For him, failure was no longer unusual, and he felt that perhaps it was time for him to accept his fate.

But who knows, even though he failed, the Gryffindor Sword still gave him extraordinary abilities, giving him the opportunity to finally achieve his wishes.

"Maca, I'll give this one to me at the end!"

Now, when the moment actually came, Harry, who had thought he might be excited, found that he was not as excited as he thought.

"Whew-"

The Gryffindor sword in his hand swept through the enemy's shield, slicing through a slender rift. After he calmly turned around again to avoid the black thorns that shot him, he slashed out a second and a third, and finally cut a triangular hole like the last time.

And the last fourth sword stabbed the enemy hiding in the black ball shield in one fell swoop.

Watching the shield collapse and the black-eyed wizard suddenly fall to the ground, Harry thought of an inexplicable wonder - what had he been doing all these years?

"Harry?"

Seeing this, Maca, who had already stopped moving, couldn't help but step forward and pat him on the shoulder.

"Well done."

Maca is still Maca, but she is still calm in such a bad situation, which is a big gap from her previous angry appearance.

Obviously, he can barely stand by Maca's side, but the gap between the two may not be too close. Not to mention, he relied on the help of the Gryffindor Sword rather than his own strength.

"Maca......" Harry asked, looking at Maca with the sword in his hand, "If I said I wanted to fight Helmo with you, what do you think...... Will it work? ”

Is Harry trying to prove himself to others? No, he was probably just proving himself.

"No, I'm sorry," Maka said, "if it's just these black-eyed guys, I think you'll be fine." But Helbo—"

"yes, I see."

Harry nodded, not saying anything more.

Maca was always right, he said he couldn't face Helmo yet, so he couldn't. If you still want to keep this little life, then it's best not to get involved.

Maca looked at Harina with a look of disappointment, but finally nodded first.

"Let's go! Let's go to Sirius—we need our help there. ”

Seeing that Delphi had already eliminated the remaining two black-eyed wizards in the air, and rode the ice bird to the ground, Maca suddenly beckoned.

"Harry, go up...... And Thomas, come over too! ”

After that, he didn't think much about it for a while, and climbed onto the back of the ice bird with a light leap, and then thought about how to find out Helbo next after cleaning up the black pupil wizard in the city of London.

There's a good chance that the guy is still hiding in that mirror space, but it's not easy to get in again.

Coupled with the fact that the big rock in the sky is about to fall on Hogwarts in the future, he still has a lot to do.

There was not much time left for him.

"Delphi, let's go!"

"Okay, Dad—uh, Mr. McLean."

Before he could finish speaking, Delphi beckoned the icebird to fly up, flapping its wings and heading straight for the massive battlefield where Sirius was.

The battle over there also seems to be unusually fierce, and I don't know if Sirius and Kingsley are okay.

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