Sunlight, daisies, sweet cream, turn this silly fat mouse yellow! ”

Ron finished the incantation in earnest, and pointed his wand at the rat spot on his leg.

A puff of green smoke drifted by, and nothing happened.

"Sometimes, this spell doesn't work very well." Ron reluctantly.

Hermione said with a look of disgust, "Are you sure this is really a spell?" I don't think it's pronounced like the rules in the textbook at all......"

The little girl spoke again, and Harry and Ron shrugged their shoulders helplessly at each other.

What else can I do, and I can't push the little girl away roughly.

The hero Xiao Feng will endure this situation again and again, Harry thought to himself.

"Do you know the founder of Hogwarts and its four houses? I read in the book that the four great wizards who founded the school together are gone, but they have left their treasures behind......"

Why is it that before entering school, there is a feeling that the first-grade history class has already been completed? Harry and Ron thought desperately.

Finally making it to the train station, Hermione left in style, leaving the two dumbfounded.

"Merlin's beard, I really can't imagine, women are simply too troublesome." Ron complained loudly, "Is that true of all women? ”

"That's certainly not the case." Harry thought of the pretty, but talkative Lady Beta.

The young wizards, guided by Hagrid, entered the school.

They stood between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff houses, waiting for the Sorting Hat to be screened.

"What's that?" Harry wondered.

"I don't know, maybe it was a homeless man who stayed overnight who accidentally fell behind." Ron guessed.

Elder McGonagall, who was leading the group, explained to them what the Sorting Hat does.

Harry immediately understood that this was the equivalent of assigning everyone to a sect on this mountain.

He must enter the Gryffindor Sword Sect because the items left behind by the other three house founders are so strange, Hufflepuff cups, Ravenclaw tiaras, Slytherin pocket watches? There is no Gryffindor sword serious.

Eventually, at Harry's strong request, the Sorting Hat assigned him to Gryffindor.

The students of Gryffindor House rejoiced at once, and the savior was coming!

Only Harry didn't know his fame, and he thought that the brothers and sisters of the Sword Sect were so hospitable.

However, when Harry saw Elder Flitwick release a magical white glow from the tip of his wand during his first Charms lesson, he suddenly understood that this was not a place to practice martial arts, but to cultivate immortals.

As soon as he remembered the few Immortal Cultivation Treasure (small) books he had secretly taken from Mr. Alaire's study, Harry understood, did his qualifications be so high that it was too wasteful to practice martial arts?

What Mr. Alaire doesn't know, he actually sent himself over, what a kindness.

The first flying lesson, isn't this a flying sword!

The first potions class, isn't this alchemy!

……

Inside, Harry's path is getting more and more crooked, but on the surface, he is silent, the hero Ling Hu Chong and the prostitute Tian Boguang have played each other for 300 rounds without winning or losing, and he can't be exposed in the first year.

Probably single-mindedly, Harry's learning progress was much better than in the original books, and he was always at the forefront, second only to Hermione and several of the Ravenclaw Crown Sect.

Until one day, the owl brought him a letter with the handwriting of Mr. Alaire:

"Hogwarts has a magical mirror that can see your parents."

Harry's hand shook, almost exposed. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: It is really a great sect of cultivating immortals, and it is such a magical magic weapon!

He was convinced of Li Huan's words, and even imagined that this must be the news that Mr. Alaire had worked so hard to help him hear, and he must not waste it.

In an empty room at Hogwarts, Dumbledore placed the Mirror of Eris in the process of putting the finishing touches.

"Let's wait for Harry." Li Huan leaned on the pillar on the side and said while shaking his feet.

Dumbledore glanced at him and sighed, "It's not because you're messing around, I don't even know how to get Harry back right now." ”

"Hahaha, what's the matter, anyway, all the preparations you should make are done, how can the flying dragon ride face lose." Li Huan laughed.

Dumbledore shook his head, threw the last spell into the Mirror of Eris, and took two steps back, seeing the scene of himself and Grindelwald drinking and talking in the mirror, indicating that the mirror had been completed.

"Okay? I'll try it too. Li Huan walked over with interest, looked at it twice, and said, "It's empty, there's nothing." ”

"You've got to give up resistance completely." Dumbledore said, "You're so strong-willed that I'll only tune it to the strength that works on small children." ”

"Okay." Li Huan obeyed, reopened his eyes, and looked at the magic mirror.

The self in the mirror is still himself, but the environment has become blurry, pure white, like a dream.

A fluttering figure appeared behind him, and it was vaguely seen that it was a woman, the woman's clothes were fluttering, and her figure was a little blurry, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

She leaned on her shoulder, as if she was very affectionate.

However, before this scene lasted a few seconds, it was like a dropped live broadcast, and there was nothing "clicking".

"Nothing." Li Huan was surprised.

"No, I'm Kangkang." Dumbledore muttered, leaning over to take a look, he couldn't see Grindelwald anymore, "I probably haven't adjusted it yet, I'll tinker with it again." ”

Li Huan took advantage of his debugging efforts and quietly slipped away.

He seemed to understand a little, probably because the big guy leaning on his shoulder was too powerful, and he frightened the Eris Magic Mirror from thousands of time and space.

Hey, why did I know it was a big guy? Wait, I seem to know who she is, not a vague face.

Li Huan searched his mind carefully, but he couldn't find any clues about the woman.

Strange, who is it?

On Friday night, Harry had just finished class when Elder McGonagall of Transfiguration told him to go to the Headmaster's office.

After giving the password, Harry walked into the mysterious Headmaster's office.

It didn't have the practice room he had imagined, not even a basic futon, but it was almost the same as Miss Irma's study, full of books.

On the small green blackboard beside him, Harry saw some drawings that looked like maps in any way, and some patterns on them.

A three-headed hellhound that looks huge, a twisted vine, a strange key with wings, and a black and white chessboard......