Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 252, Harry Potter

My name is Harry Potter and I am eleven years old.

She is 152cm tall and weighs 59kg. She is a girl with strong muscles.

His current occupation is that of an elementary school student, and he is expected to switch to a novice wizard and part-time savior in the near future.

When I think about having to deal with the noseless Voldemort for seven whole years, I feel a slight headache.

After all, this is a serious life-threatening situation.

“So, it has to be dealt with in the first year.”

Harry's eyes flashed with determination.

In the book, when Harry went to Hogwarts for his first year, Voldemort possessed the back of Quirrell's head.

He is at his most vulnerable during this period of time among all the times he could find this person.

At this time, the problem can be easily solved by simply reporting to the teacher - that is, reporting the address of Voldemort's Horcrux to Dumbledore.

Then why should she struggle on the line between life and death?

Harry didn't think that Dumbledore was scarier than Voldemort.

It would be the same even if the Deng Xiao in her world was the White Devil commonly seen in fan fiction.

While Harley was planning, she did not forget to use false memories to hide the plot she knew more deeply.

It was hard for her to say how much use this would have, but it was better than doing nothing.

"Should I ask Snape for help? After all, I have to bear this shame."

Harley fixed her hair in the mirror.

With long red hair, emerald green eyes and a tender face, everyone who sees her will say she is adorable.

With this face and a few little tricks, Harry is confident that she can use Snape as a house-elf.

"Harley, wake up."

Dudley's voice came from the other side of the door.

That was Harry's cousin, the Dursleys' son, Dudley Dursley.

Unlike the original novel, Harry gets along quite well with this Dudley.

The story goes back to when they first entered primary school.

As a child from a wealthy family, Dudley showed off on his first day of school.

Then he was targeted by senior students.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person will be bullied by these guys, and then in anger he will draw his knife against the weaker one, that is, the original Harry.

Harry had a miserable childhood.

But Harry is not the same as the original Harry.

She started exercising early and beat up all the senior students. Later, she took Dudley and beat up all the older brothers they called.

She successfully earned the nickname "Muscle Queen" on the first day of school.

From then on, Dudley, the nominal brother, became Harry's de facto little fanboy.

She's always at my service at school, and everyone at home basically listens to her.

After Harry dealt with Dudley, her salary skyrocketed as she expected.

The Dursleys didn't like him so much, they even hated him.

But in front of Dudley, they could almost be said to be doting on him to the point of being obedient in his every move.

Therefore, if we can deal with Dudley, we can deal with them.

In addition, over the years, Harry had deliberately concealed her magical abilities from her aunt and uncle, making them think she was an ordinary person.

Now Harry is basically one-third of Dudley in Aunt Petunia's house.

As for Uncle Vernon, probably because he was too impressed by James's father, he only had about a quarter to a fifth of his effort.

But it was enough for Harry to experience life in a normal family.

"I'm already awake."

Harley quickly put on a cross bracelet and turned to go out.

The reason she posted this is not because she is a follower of Brother Ye.

Instead, she found that the Dursleys would feel much more relaxed if she behaved like a devout believer.

Perhaps in their impression, God is greater than wizards.

But to be honest, this cross bracelet also has other uses.

When fighting, the cross held between fingers becomes a brass knuckle, which is very convenient.

After the fight, you can also place the cross in front of the other person and say, "May God forgive your sins."

This is quite useful in Britain, where the religious atmosphere is still strong.

At least that's the case for Harley, who has almost become the godfather of elementary school students.

"Ma'am, you are still as beautiful as ever today."

Dudley, who was trained by Harry and only slightly stronger, was now pretending to be a knight.

——This was the scene that appeared on TV last night. Of course, the knight on TV was much more handsome than Dudley.

"Thank you for your compliment, respected knight."

Harley lifted her skirt and bowed slightly.

But she couldn't help laughing.

Harry smiled, and Dudley followed suit, making his fake knight look a little silly.

Then the two of them went downstairs together and came to the kitchen where Aunt Petunia had started busy early.

"Harley, your hair."

Aunt Petunia nervously grabbed Harry over.

He took out a comb and combed Harry's long hair, which looked very smooth to outsiders.

For Aunt Petunia, anything even slightly messy about Harry's look would make her nervous.

It's like seeing something dirty.

So when they were in school, Harry always had to ask Dudley to help clean up after a fight (mainly because someone had to take the blame).

"Oh, Harley, this is yours."

Vernon handed a stack of envelopes to Harry, who was caught by Petunia.

These were sent to Halle by the people at school.

"Thank you, uncle."

Harley took the envelope.

"Harley is really popular among boys. So many people wrote to her to express their love for her."

Aunt Petunia said from behind Harry.

There was a hint of jealousy in his tone, but more of happiness.

'Actually, there are girls here.'

Dudley did not say this.

Their family’s ideas are still relatively traditional and they cannot accept that kind of relationship between girls.

"Honestly, you better reply, or those kids will fill up our mailbox."

Uncle Vernon said as he read the newspaper.

"Dad, those guys are not even as good as me, how can they be worthy of Harley?"

Dudley, who was eating, protested.

"You're right. People who only dare to express their feelings in letters are no match for our Dudley."

Uncle Vernon immediately echoed Dudley's words.

In this noisy atmosphere, Harley found an envelope.

An envelope made of parchment with a picture of an "H" and four animals: a lion, a snake, a badger, and an eagle.

This is the admission letter to the most famous magic school in the world of Harry Potter.

Aunt Petunia behind her also saw it, and Harry clearly felt that her breathing stopped for a moment.

"My dear, this is probably someone's prank. Let's eat first."

Aunt Petunia said as she was about to take the envelope.

"This is not a prank. This is the fate I must face."

Harry sighed, this day had finally come.

But why wasn't she as happy as she imagined?

This is the long-awaited magic academy.

Is it because I can't bear to part with these blood relatives who can be called family members?

"what are you saying?"

Aunt Petunia's voice was slightly panicked.

Uncle Vernon and Dudley both looked sideways.

"I remember everything about the past."

Harry took a deep breath.

Although she was unwilling to return to the alone life in her previous life, she still had to make decisions on some things.

"Including the night my parents died." Harry said this and Dudley almost choked on his food.

Uncle Vernon was so frightened that he dropped the newspaper and slapped Dudley on the back.

Behind Harry, Aunt Petunia made a shrill sound.

"Your parents died in a car accident."

As she spoke, she snatched the start-of-school letter from Hogwarts.

Harry didn't resist.

Even if you snatch this letter away, it will be useless. As long as she doesn't receive it, more letters will be delivered to her later.

Even if she continues to refuse, someone will be sent over there to lead her into the magical world.

"Aunt Petunia, someone came into my house that night and murdered my parents in front of me."

Harry turned around and looked at the somewhat panicked Aunt Petunia with her big emerald eyes.

This is also the thing that Harry regrets the most.

If she could awaken her memory earlier, would things have turned out differently?
These thoughts kept echoing in Harley's mind whenever she thought back to that night.

"Nonsense, you remembered it wrongly."

Uncle Vernon shouted.

He looked as if his throat was being strangled, and his face turned purple.

I don’t know if it was because he was taking pictures of Dudley or because of the anger and fear that he couldn’t hide.

"You were still young at that time, you must have seen it wrong."

Harry ignored Uncle Vernon and continued to look at her aunt, whose expression was becoming increasingly grim.

"I have to make a decision."

Voldemort is still alive, and the problem cannot be solved by simply escaping.

Whether she chooses to sue the teacher or find a way to take revenge on her own, Harry must go to Hogwarts.

"Harley, are you going to abandon me? Like my cruel sister?"

Years of love for Lily and her complicated feelings for her came together and instantly destroyed Penny's sanity.

She burst into tears hysterically.

"I didn't mean that. You are still my family."

Harry stood up and hugged Aunt Petunia.

I hugged this family member who hated me so much at first but now loves me.

Uncle Vernon next to him wanted to say something, but Dudley covered his mouth with his hands.

So the father, who doted on his child extremely, obediently shut his mouth.

After a long time, when Dudley's hands were tired of covering his father's mouth, Aunt Petunia finally stopped crying.

I don't know if it was because crying in front of her child affected her self-esteem, or if she was unwilling to accept the fact that Harry was going to Hogwarts.

She simply turned away, resting her hands on the stove, refusing to look at Harry.

"I'll go upstairs and rest for a while."

Harry saw her aunt's reaction and decided to leave the space to the Dursleys.

So that they have time to digest this matter.

"What a terrible morning."

After changing into her top, Harley lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The anticipation for the wizarding world had vanished with the sound of Aunt Petunia crying.

I hope their future relationship will not change into the relationship between Harry and his aunt in the original book.

Hate it, but have to live under the same roof.

Harry thought with some sadness.

In any case, we had spent five happy years together, and it would be a shame if it came to that.

"Ah~"

Harley sighed regretfully.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Harry stood up and opened the door.

It was Dudley.

He stood in front of Harley with a somewhat conflicted look on his face, holding a breakfast in his hand.

"I saw you didn't eat anything, so I brought you one."

Dudley handed Harry his breakfast.

"No matter what, we can't forget about eating."

"Thank you."

Harry took the plate.

Although she was not in the mood to eat breakfast, she couldn't let her family down.

"And one more thing."

Dudley was conflicted, but he still spoke.

"I told my parents that since you have this talent, you should make good use of it."

He took the letter out of his trouser pocket and handed it to Harry who was holding the tray.

"Really?"

Harry looked at Dudley suspiciously.

Dudley's words could not offset his aunt and the others' disgust for the magical world.

Not to mention, she started the conversation by talking about their greatest fears.

"Well, actually I snatched it away."

Dudley felt a little flustered when Harry was staring at him, and confessed his actions to Harry.

"But they did consider what I said in the end, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get the letter."

Dudley added.

"Thank you."

Harry smiled at Dudley and took the envelope with his free hand.

"You're welcome."

Dudley breathed a sigh of relief when Harry accepted the envelope.

"Put it outside the door when you're done. I'll come and clean it up later."

Then he turned and left.

"I didn't expect they would actually accept it."

Harry looked at the envelope and couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that her efforts over the years have been useful.

Harley closed the door with a gentle kick of her heel.

Just as she put her breakfast on the desk and prepared to open her acceptance letter.

"Welcome Harry Potter to the chat group."

Such a voice sounded in her mind.

"what?"

……

Halle: Anyway, that's my story.

After sealing the protagonist's fate, Harley ate breakfast while chatting in the group.

The group fell silent for a moment.

Douluo: Actually, I am more curious about what it feels like to become a girl.

Huo Yuhao was the first to step forward.

Although this topic was somewhat inappropriate, it broke the almost stagnant atmosphere in the chat group.

TVU: Yes.

Open University: Did you accept your sex change so easily?
Harley: To be honest, even though I lost my second brother after reincarnation, fortunately I am still pretty good-looking in this life.

Halle: So it wasn’t particularly hard to accept.

Of course, this is just bragging to her friends, but there is another reason that really makes Harley accept her body:
Regardless of gender, this is the body given by our parents that we have to protect desperately in this life. If we don’t live well, we will be letting down their sacrifice.

Harry: What do you think I should do about Voldemort?

After eating and drinking, Harley discussed this issue with her group members.

'It would be too easy for Voldemort to simply kill him.'

She looked at the black shadow imprisoned by the chat group in her sea of ​​consciousness, and couldn't help but have such thoughts in her mind.

Now that she has the ability, Harley wants him to have a good taste of what despair is.

(End of this chapter)