From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

Early the next morning, the story of five little wizards broke through the castle.

"Did you hear?" Several Ravenclaw hid in a whisper, "Slytherin's Malfoy is the first -year student who often brings a ceramic fire dragon! He and another Slytherin first grade The girl broke into the classroom on the fourth floor with three other Gryffindor! test!"

"Only a monster? There is nothing else?" Someone raised objections. "How do I hear that Slytherin girl is the main force? She blown up a giant chess piece and opened the giant's belly, even at the end of the end I saw Dumbledore himself. "

"Ha! The version I heard is completely different. The protagonist is Gryffindor's Harry Potter and his two friends!" A passing Hitch Pakhis joined the discussion. "They met Sop The devil net arranged by Professor Laute, the Flying Key Room arranged by Professor Flevey, and the potion room arranged by Professor Snape, but when passing the last level, Harry Potter was greatly hurt. Now Still lying in the hospital hospital! ""

Harry, who curled up on the bed in the school hospital, couldn't mention his spirit at all. He had no memory about what happened after entering the door of Heiyan that day, and he was lying here as soon as he woke up.

The classmates sent a lot of candy, but he couldn't raise interest at all. The magic candy that always had to eat in the past seemed to lose its taste. Harry did not have the urge to stuff them into his mouth. In recent days, he always had a nightmare, and even when he woke up in the morning, he even found that he cried and spent his pillow.

Ron and Hermione came to visit him many times, letting him sleep and avoid it. The only thing he wants to know now is what happened that day, and the two friends who did not enter Hei Yanmen obviously did not know what was going on.

The sound of footsteps from the door, Harry turned his pillow, and blindfolded the quilt on his head.

Mrs. Pangfrele, the nurses of the school hospital, is a very harsh woman, but she is also very kind.

She saw Harry pretending to sleep at a glance: "Your body is healthy, children. Just need to eat something, your friends have brought you a lot of delicious food, eat a little, and chat with them? "

Harry did not say anything, trying to make his breathing appear natural.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Harry heard a exclaim, it should be Hermione's voice.

Mrs. Pomfrey left the bedside. After a while, a conversation came from the door: "He is unwilling to see others, and never speak ... it is like losing the soul! Seriously, I can’t imagine this child What did you suffer "!"

Mrs. Pomfrey's voice was full of blame, and did not converge because Dumbledore was the principal.

"Thank you, Boipi. Help Hali to prepare some happy doses, okay?" Dumbledore said gently, "Let me go in and see him, everything will be fine."

Mrs. Pomfrey did not answer, but her footsteps went away.

"Professor Dumbledore, can we go in?" Harry asked Hermione.

"Wait a while, okay?" Dumbledore said patiently, "Give us a little time, I will return the intact and damaged Harry to you in a while. He should add some energy. "

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore." Ron's gratitude was the voice of Dumbledore's door.

Harry could no longer be a turtle. He pointed out his head from the bed and looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's slender fingers were holding a meringue of an egg tart, which looked a little embarrassed. It seemed that Harry would suddenly find out his head.

"I don't think you mind me to eat one?" Dumbledore looked at Harry with his hopes, he nodded.

So the egg tart disappeared in Dumbledore's beard, and the crisp sound made by teeth and meringue made Harry feel a little hungry.

Dumbledore also saw it, he floated in front of Harry with his finger, and persuaded: "Come on, kid. Eat a little, this will not hinder us. I can see that you have many questions to ask "" "

Harry sat up from the quilt, picked up a piece of fries and put it on his mouth. After a while, he asked: "Sir ... I want to know the truth ..."

"Truth," Dumbledore sighed and said, "This is a kind of beautiful and terrible thing that needs to be treated carefully. However, I will try to answer your questions, unless I have full reasons to keep my mouth like a bottle, then, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, me I hope you can forgive me.

"Voldemort ... Why did he kill me? Why didn't he kill me?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore sighed with a heavy breath and put down the remaining egg tarts. It seemed that Harry's problem immediately took his appetite.

"Oh, if you ask me the first thing, I can't tell you. I can't, now it's not. One day, you will know. I think you still need some time to prepare ... but the second question is the second question I can tell you that it is your mother's "love 'saved you, that is an ancient and powerful magic, which requires' love' as a medium to trigger, it rebounded to Voldemort's spell and let him suffer." Deng Bulido said some reservations.

But Harry still grabbed the key: "Ancient magic? Avi ... once said that he was an ancient magic wizard ..."

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"That's right." Dumbledore nodded and admitted, "Mr. Doom does have a lot of powers that I don't understand. Maybe you can ask him again."

Harry made a note of this in his heart and then asked the third question: "That day... I stepped through that door, but I have no impression of what happened behind the door... What happened?"

Dumbledore hesitated for a while and stuffed the remaining egg tart back into his mouth: "Behind the door is a level set by Professor Victor. That level made you see some not-so-good things, which caused you a great stimulation, so I asked him to clear your memory."

Dumbledore took out a small bottle from the pocket of his robe. Harry recognized it at a glance as the bottle Snape used to hold potions. The potion in the bottle was now empty, replaced by a silver substance that looked very thin and flashed a little light.

"It contains your memory." Dumbledore handed the bottle over, and Harry tried to uncork it, but failed.

"I sealed him with magic. When you can open the bottle by yourself, you will be qualified to know everything." Dumbledore smiled and stood up from Harry's bed. "Enough questions have been asked. Now it's time to enjoy the food and the friendship of your friends!"