Section I

Over the next few days, Harry traveled frequently back and forth between the old house on Oak Road and the Burrow, and Sauron had to admit that Harry and the Weasleys got along well, and that Harry could have a good time at the Burrow, especially after Hermione had arrived at the Burrow, where they had a simple Quidditch game on their broomsticks and flying around in a clearing behind the Burrow; Sitting in the courtyard eating Mrs. Weasley's zuò ice cream while playing wizard cards; Fred and George played some magic tricks, and several of them were in the courtyard while carefully avoiding Mrs. Weasley's watch......

Most of the time, Sauron just watched from the sidelines, or returned to the old mansion on Oak Road to study magic on his own. In fact, Sauron knew that he might be able to take good care of Harry as a brother, but not as a good companion like the Ron and Weasley twins, and accompany him to experience the ease and joy that a child of his age should enjoy.

However, during the last few days of August, Harry was asked to stay at the old mansion on Oak Road, along with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny - Harry and Ron's summer homework had not been touched, and Mrs. Weasley thought that the little boys could not study at the Burrow, and that they should at least find someone with good grades to help them, and Ginny and Hermione had to come along out of curiosity. In this regard, Sauron only raised an eyebrow, which can be seen as a trust in himself. As for the children living in the old mansion on Oak Road, Sauron was just a little unaccustomed to it, not disgusted, and, considering Harry, having a few more companions would make him not as lonely as he was.

Just as Harry had visited the mansion for the first time, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were curious, especially since Hermione had told them that Sauron might have dabbled in the dark arts.

The old house is not too big, but it is still enough to arrange four children to live. Ginny and Hermione lived in one bedroom, and Harry lived in one with Ron. After dinner, the four children gathered in Harry's room to chat and play wizarding chess, and Sauron, after telling them to go to bed early, went to the basement to mix potions.

"Not quite what I thought?" Hermione said, "You know, if no one sued me, I would have thought the people living here were Muggles." ”

"What do you think Sauron's house should look like?" Ron made a good move, eating Harry's pieces, "Is there a castle in a black hole with bats and skulls hanging everywhere?" ”

Hermione snorted, giving Ron a blank look. "Remember, I told you about the girl I met on my holiday trip to France?"

"Which girl?" Harry asked.

"It's the one with a dragon." Hermione said, "I saw a picture in Sauron's study, a lot like her, supposed to be a person. ”

"So what?" Harry teased, "The way you gossip now reminds me of myrtle." ”

Ron chuckled, and Ginny covered her mouth. Hermione grunted and nudged Harry so hard that she almost threw him out of bed.

"Maybe it's a friend of Sauron." Harry straightened up and said that he was trying to change the subject, and that his joke seemed to make Hermione angry.

"By the way, did you hear that Sirius escaped from prison?" Ron lowered his voice and said, "Daddy says he's a dangerous guy and a loyal henchman of the Dark Lord. ”

The others gasped, and Hermione said with some concern, "Then Harry won't be in danger, right?" ”

The atmosphere was a little heavy, Harry looked at the worried people, smiled and said, "Who knows, that guy should be hiding from the Ministry of Magic now, how can he come to deal with me, to be honest, what I am more worried about is what to do with the guardian signing form of Hogsmeade Village." ”

The four of them talked until late, talking about what they had experienced during the holidays, and it seemed that the new environment always made people feel excited, so that the next morning, the four of them waited until ten o'clock to get up, which made Sauron a little helpless.

Over the next few days, the four of them completed an untouched summer assignment at Sauron's house, except, of course, Hermione. In Sauron's study, several large bookshelves were filled with many books of all kinds that Sauron had collected, which made several people feel lucky, especially Hermione, who excitedly flipped through several advanced magic books that could only be found in the ** section of the Hogwarts Library after getting Sauron's permission.

"Look, I found this." Hermione excitedly took a large book and put it in front of Harry and Ron, "It's a powerful potion, I didn't expect Sauron to have this book here, the last time I mixed the compound potion, my biggest regret was that I couldn't read the book properly, I was in a hurry." ”

"Oh, yes." Ron was in a state of flux, and so was Harry, and the two of them were struggling with how to compile a two-foot-long parchment paper on the history of medieval burning wizard magic.

"If we knew Sauron had this book here, we wouldn't have had to curry favor with Lockhart just to sign it." Harry said in a complaining tone.

"Come on." Ron whispered, "I bet if Sauron had known what we had done, he would have petrified Hermione, who had come up with the idea, just like Hernie McMie did with Hufflepuff." ”

Speaking of Sauron's petrified Ernie McMie, Ginny's face turned a little pale as he thought of the terrible things that had happened last semester, as she finished her first-year homework. Hermione gave Ron a blank look and sat aside to comfort the little girl.

"But then again, what's going on with that guy?" Harry tried to change the subject.

"Daddy, that guy was in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic for a long time before he was discharged." Ron lowered his voice and said, "It is said that Sauron used a powerful spell on him that almost killed him. ”

"He deserves it, who made him slander Harry." Ginny whispered to the side, seeing the other three looking at her, her voice became quieter, and she blushed and said, "I mean, he shouldn't be talking nonsense everywhere......"

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Section II

Early in the morning on the last day of August, a few people from the old house on Oak Road had breakfast and headed to Diagon Alley in London, where they would meet up with the Weasleys to buy books, potions, and more for the new semester. Harry needed to buy a few new robes, Ron needed a new wand, and Hermione wanted a pet.

After the crowd had withdrawn the money from Gringotts, the Weasleys took Ginny to go shopping; Patsy left on her own; Fred and George, as for them, exchanged excited glances and hurried away, so Sauron, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked through the crowded streets.

In front of the window of a storefront, many people were looking there, and a few people walked over and found that it was a Quidditch boutique. In the window, on a newly built podium, there is a beautiful and surprising broom.

"Just came out...... Sample broom......" said a square-faced wizard to his companion.

"Dad, it's the fastest broom in the world, isn't it?" A boy younger than Harry asked, dangling from his father's arm.

"The Irish international team just ordered seven or eight such beautiful broomsticks." The owner said to everyone, "This product is the darling of the World Cup." ”

A very large witch left in front of several people, and they could now see the instructions on the broom: the fire crossbow arrows represent the highest level of craftsmanship at the moment, and the broom is made of ash wood, which is streamlined and exquisite, treated with a polish as hard as a diamond, and has a hand-engraved registration number. Able to control the flight with ease. Every broom tip at the end of this product has been selected to make it streamlined to perfection, so that this product is unrivalled in terms of balance and precision. The Firebolt accelerates up to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds, and its braking mechanism is fascinating. The price is negotiable.

Sauron raised an eyebrow, although he had never liked Quidditch, he could clearly recognize the value of such a broomstick, it was indeed superb, and the fire bolt was like a supercar in the eyes of Muggles to wizards. Whether it's a wizard or a Muggle, it's the same for those who seek perfection.

However, just like not all people can control a supercar, and how many people can use the power of this fire crossbow arrow to the extreme, human beings are like this, always trying to be extravagant, pinning their hopes on foreign objects that they can't control, but in the end, it's just a void.

Harry stood aside, looking carefully at the fire bolts in the window, and the longing could be easily seen in his face. Sauron couldn't help but wonder, he knew very well that Harry had inherited his father's excellent flying talent, and as a good Seeker, the attraction of such a broomstick to him was self-evident.

"Do you like it?" Sauron asked.

"Hmm." Harry looked at the firebolt and nodded, his hand reaching out as if he were touching the broom through the glass.

"But I don't need to." Harry said calmly, his eyes becoming less eager, "I've got a good broomstick, I've ridden a Halo 2000, I've never lost a fight, whether it's against Slytherin, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff, so why should I go to the trouble of buying firebolts." Firebolts are good, but they are not necessary for me. ”

Sauron was a little surprised to hear this, and then nodded slightly.

"Are you confident in your own strength?" Sauron narrowed his eyes as he looked at Harry, who was still staring intently at the firebolts, and thought, "This is the real you, right?" Perhaps you don't even realize that Harry, my brother, you and I are the same people, and have the same pride; The same has the confidence in their own strength; The same has the courage to challenge the future; The same - will eventually embark on the path that belongs to oneself and belongs to the strong!