Chapter 164: Harry's Past

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"Perhaps this is also one of the factors in the decline of the wizarding world. George muttered.

He then gently took out a black gem the size of a goose egg from a delicate sandalwood box on his desk with a red background of gold and silver velvet, which was not as bright as anything ordinary. Holding it in the hand, it is as black as the universe, shining as a star, warm as jade, and silky as honey. George had seen many treasures before, but he had never seen such a divine artifact.

"I didn't expect it to exist. "He held this miraculous thing in his hand, and it was still incredible. No matter how many myths and legends he has read, he is still short of words when he sees the real thing appear in front of him.

"Tumbling down alley was originally just a step of idle chess, but I didn't expect the harvest to be amazing, and the chances of life are really hard to say. After playing with the gem, George reluctantly put it in the box.

Without worries, time flies. Studying and training with peace of mind, Harry fell in love with this relaxed and enjoyable life. Hermione and Ron were also around, and there was nothing better than seeing Snape yet.

As for Malfoy, when he was in the cafeteria, he still ran into it occasionally. He seemed to have figured out what had happened last time, and he had become more gloomy, but he had also reduced his taunts about Harry as a result, which made Harry feel more at ease.

The Gryffindor common room is warm and cozy, but the fireplace that burns all the time can also feel silent and stuffy from time to time. Finally finishing his homework for the second half of the term, Harry left the warm lounge and stepped out to breathe.

Outside is thick with snow, and active and mischievous students will snowball and build snowmen in the open space outside the castle. The recent quiet has reduced the fear of attack. Except for avoiding dark corridors and aisles, everyone returned to normal.

Harry wandered around Gryffindor's castle, which was different from normal times. In addition to the blanket snow, there are no busy students, and there are no people to go or anyone to come in the empty campus.

In a trance, Harry discovers that being alone is not all bad, not all darkness.

During his time at the Dursleys, he was always alone, but he also lived with the noisy and malicious nature of the Dursleys. And when he is alone, it will not bring him a trace of ease.

It was also darkness and loneliness, and Harry's life alone in the past was often accompanied by a small, cold wardrobe. When the Dursleys needed to receive guests and needed to go out, they often locked Harry in order to prevent Harry from moving around the house.

And when I arrived at the college, there were few quiet times, and there were busy classmates and strict teachers in the college at all times. Not to mention that he was always happy to be with Hermione and Ron, and since this attack, the three of them have been inseparable and rarely separated.

Today when Harry was wandering alone in the courtyard, stepping on the white snow and blowing a cold wind. There is also some inexplicable pleasure, a kind of relaxed loneliness, a harmless wantonness.

He saw an equally lonely figure, a small figure, wrapped in a thick robe, leaning against a pillar, sitting on a chair in the hallway, staring blankly at the snowflakes in the courtyard.

"It's Ginny. Harry paused slightly, wondering if he should go up and say hello.

Speaking of which, Ginny doesn't seem to be in a good mood during this time, and she rarely spends time with everyone in the break room. Harry saw Ginny sitting alone in the hallway, and suddenly realized that everyone cared too little for her sister.

Harry was impressed with Ronde's sister, and not just because she was the only daughter of the Weasleys. Also because Ginny is the only one in the Weasleys who treats Harry specially.

Last year, she would always blush when she saw Harry, not even dare to look at him, and would always stutter when talking to him. She adores Harry, but unlike Colin Creevey, who only cares about her own feelings for offense. Harry could almost see Ginny's kindness to him, his friendliness.

Compared to the Weasley brothers' indiscriminatory treatment, Harry had a harder time coping with this kind of belief and adoration. Because he knew that he was just an ordinary person, he wasn't smart enough compared to Hermione, and he wasn't strong enough compared to George. And the legend has it that it was not he who defeated Voldemort, but his mother.

Harry didn't know what to do with Ginny's kindness, and he tried to tell Ginny that the Harry Potter in the story she adored wasn't him, or even a real being.

He wanted to be friends with Ginny just like he did with Hermione Ron. But Ginny doesn't seem to have woken up from her dream, she has a dream about heroes, and the heroes in the dream are heroes who have defeated the most terrible demon king in the wizarding world on the colorful auspicious clouds.

"I'm not the hero of the story, but I can be her friend. Harry looked at Ginny's blank and lonely figure, and quietly walked over and sat down next to her.

"Huh... Leigh's reaction was still so violent, she trembled slightly, and stammered.

"Haha, why are you scared, don't you think I'm the heir of Slytherin. Harry winked mischievously and made a careful joke to make Ginny relax.

It seemed a bit counterproductive, Ginny became even more nervous, her face turned pale and trembled slightly, "No... I know you... Not an heir. ”

Harry realized that he didn't seem to be joking, and immediately remedied, "I'm just kidding, don't worry. We are good friends and can tell us anything. ”

Ginny lowered her head, bit her lip, and remained silent.

Harry reluctantly realized that he was a fool, and not only did he not help Ginny, but even scared her.

"I'm such a fool that I scare my friends even when I talk to people. Harry said with a bit of a gloom.

He lowered his head and continued to talk about his past flatly, "Although it seems that many people know about me, I have very few friends. When I was at the Dursleys, they kept a tight grip on my movements. ”

"I'm not allowed to move around the house, I can't talk to people casually. They lock me in the closet when they're out and meeting guests so I don't mess up their house. ”

"In elementary school, Dudley and his friends bullied the school. They always bullied me, kicked the ball on top of me, soiled my clothes so that I could continue to be scolded when I got home. ”

(To be continued.) )