Rebirth: I am the strongest second generation of Harry Potter

After turning several corridors, Hector finally realized that he was invisible.

"What the hell am I running for?" Hector stopped walking. He wanted to find Harry, but found that there was no sound around him except his heavy breathing due to the intense exercise.

"Harry, Harry," Hector lowered his voice. Although he knew that such shouting was meaningless, what if Harry was nearby?

Unfortunately, Hector's idea fell through. The cold air around him told him a painful fact. The two of them were now completely separated. And Hector didn't know how to find Harry. He was no longer the reckless man who relied on courage to do things recklessly - Harry was now the reckless man who relied on courage and legendary equipment to do things recklessly.

Harry's invisibility cloak made him more difficult to find. Hector didn't even doubt that he dared to go to the big dog on the fourth floor alone with this equipment.

Why run? The most important thing was that it was he who proposed to run. Hector patted his head in annoyance, thinking that there must be something wrong with his brain recently. Moreover, Hector only knew that Dumbledore finally placed the Mirror of Erised in the restricted area on the fourth floor. As for where it was placed before, Hector really had no impression.

There was no way, Hector could only rely on the little clues revealed by Ron and Harry in the morning to find it.

Harry mentioned that on the day he received the gift, Harry wanted to test the effect of the invisibility cloak, so he chose to visit the restricted area at night - a very hardcore testing method for Harry.

Then, he happened to meet two very hardcore quality inspectors - Filch and Snape, who can be regarded as the most enthusiastic and high-quality quality inspectors in the entire Hogwarts.

Later, Harry made some noise as expected.

In order to avoid them, Harry accidentally rushed into one of the many abandoned classrooms on the fifth floor.

Then, Harry saw this mirror by accident.

A very reasonable coincidence, isn't it? When Hector heard it, he doubted whether he was the protagonist.

No, is the Son of the Plane so awesome? If you do this, the protagonist can only be a nanny.

(The magic world nodded with a smile and gave Hector a thumbs up)

Then we can only try to go to the restricted books section on the fifth floor. Now we have to pray that Harry doesn't look for him blindly, otherwise Hector can only meet Harry in the dormitory tomorrow morning.

But did old Dumbledore not expect this? This is the only way for Hector to break the situation - Hector believes that even a strong man like Dumbledore would not expect that he would not come because the two of them got separated.

""Good evening, Hector. I didn't expect to meet you in this place."

The voice behind him made Hector stiffen all over. This was the voice he least wanted to hear right now—the voice of old Dumbledore.

Hector turned around and saw the familiar figure staring at him kindly. Hector lowered his head quickly to avoid eye contact. Although he was Dumbledore's grandson, Hector couldn't guarantee that Dumbledore wouldn't use Legilimency on him.

Besides, Dumbledore's Legilimency was quite proficient. What if someone unconsciously used Legilimency to read his own thoughts? Wouldn't that be the end of the whole play? Hector thought so in his heart. He thought he should find someone to learn the brain closure technique as soon as possible, otherwise every There are dangers every day.

But who can I learn from? There are only two people in Hogwarts who know this skill, practice it well and have quality assurance.

One is standing in front of him, and the other is Snape.

The purpose of learning Occlumency is to protect against old Dumbledore, so of course he can't go to him.

As for Snape, even if he is willing to teach, Hector would not dare to learn.

What's more, there is no difference between learning Occlumency from him and learning it from Dumbledore.

It is better to learn directly from Dumbledore.

It is really a very troublesome thing. Now I can only avoid eye contact - establishing eye contact is the prerequisite for releasing Legilimency. This is the only way for Hector to fight against Legilimency.

"It's a very good Disillusionment Charm, it almost fooled me."

Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped the air in front of him, and Hector's figure gradually emerged in the air.

"So, Hector, what are you doing here so late at night?"

Hector lowered his head and stared at his toes.

"Grandpa Albus, I just want to go out for a walk"

"Are you just out for a stroll?" Dumbledore smiled as he looked at Hector's timid expression.

"Look up at me, Hector. Lying is not what a good boy should do."

Old man, if you raise your head just to prove that you are not guilty, you will fall into your trap. Hector stared at his toes and was not willing to obey the old bee's wishes.

But who is Dumbledore? He is a well-known person and the first white lord of the contemporary world who has sent away two dark lords. What use is this little cleverness in front of him?

Dumbledore let the air be quiet for a while, and then patted Hector on the shoulder out of the blue. Hector was startled by Dumbledore's unexpected move. He raised his head unconsciously and met Albus's blue eyes at once.

Something bad has happened, Hector thought to himself.

But It was as if nothing had happened, and he didn't feel any memory recall. Hector had no idea what Dumbledore's purpose was, but it would be too deliberate to avoid Dumbledore's gaze. Hector could only stare at those blue eyes and try to empty his mind, and pray that Dumbledore still believed in his great nephew and would never use Legilimency on him.

Hector and Dumbledore stared at each other for a long time, so long that the air between them seemed a little awkward.

It was Dumbledore who broke the silence between the two. He patted Hector on the shoulder, with his usual kind smile on his face.

"Hector, I know what you are going to do. Dumbledore took a step and walked in front of Hector.

"So, there is no need to hide it from me. I can take you with me."

It's over. It seems that Dumbledore still used Legilimency on me. This is a big deal. It's like picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons.

Hector was so nervous that he couldn't even walk. He tried his best to move his legs that had been drained of all strength and followed Dumbledore slowly.

Now he could only hope that Dumbledore only used Legilimency to remember the memory of this incident, otherwise Hector would have to think about joining Voldemort. This old bee is really something. Can't people have basic trust?

Hector is now walking like an old man, and Dumbledore in front of him is walking... Like a vigorous young man.

As for using Oblivion on old Dumbledore, Hector felt that it was not as realistic as going directly to Voldemort. If you go to Voldemort, Dumbledore will still think that you have room for redemption, but if you backstab, not to mention Dumbledore, even Merlin will come and slap you twice.

Hector is really regretful and scared now. Where can he run to in Hogwarts? It is better to go to Beauxbatons, Hector thought to himself, he followed Dumbledore down the long stairs, turned countless corners, and passed through one corridor after another. Until Dumbledore's figure stopped at the door of a classroom.

"Hector, this is where Harry wanted to bring you."Dumbledore looked back at Hector, who was looking very restrained, with his head down and not daring to breathe. He was still so kind.

"Relax, mistakes make us grow. But I hope that next time you encounter this kind of thing, you can answer me honestly. It would be better if you can tell me in time."

Hector was slightly relieved when he heard Dumbledore's words. It seemed that Dumbledore didn't know his background completely. He might just have known the memory of this incident. This made Hector feel a little bit like he had escaped death. He felt the strength returned to his body, and breathing was not as difficult as before.

"Got it, Grandpa Albus"

"Just know it, Hector. Dumbledore touched Hector's head and pointed to the room.

"Well, you can wait for me at the door for a while. I want to talk to Mr. Potter alone."

Hector had no reason to refuse, he could only nod and stand obediently at the door. Dumbledore cast an Disillusionment Charm on him, and his figure disappeared from Hector's sight in an instant.

Hector did not dare to be careless.

He still lowered his head and looked at his toes.

What if old Dumbledore didn't leave? He had already paid the price for his recklessness, so he had to be careful.

But has Dumbledore's Legilimency reached such a high level? He was penetrated without any fluctuation.

Then Hector must find a way to learn the brain occlusion technique.

He can't always wear his underwear outside like this.

He was lucky this time.

What if old Dumbledore suddenly wanted to ask Hector questions next time, it would be over.

But it was the first time they met.

, according to Dumbledore's character, he would have most likely let himself through.

Then why am I still alive now? Could it be that I am really a tool used by Dumbledore to get closer to Aberforth?

Oh no, I've become a clown!

Hector's mind was spinning rapidly, and the more he thought about it, the weirder it felt. After thinking for a while, Hector decided that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, otherwise he would be played without knowing it. Tools have no future! When the task is completed, that will be the day when I will be abandoned. I must find a way to test Dumbledore, Hector thought.

Not long after, it was not Dumbledore who came out of the door, but Harry. As soon as he went out, he found Hector standing against the wall with his head down.

"I'm sorry that you got caught too." Hector looked up, and before he could explain, Harry apologized to Hector with a guilty conscience.

"Professor Dumbledore has known it for a long time. He has always known it.

Before Hector could reply, Dumbledore's voice came from inside the classroom.

"Come in, Hector, remember my words, Harry, go back and rest early."

Hector could only nod at Harry, he took a deep breath and walked into the classroom.

Dumbledore turned his back to the mirror and smiled at Hector who was walking over.

"This is what Harry wanted to show you," Dumbledore looked into Hector's eyes. This time Hector did not avoid him, but looked at him calmly.

"The Mirror of Erised is a magical thing that allows us to see the most urgent and strongest desires in our hearts."

Hector was very curious about this mirror. He was eager to know what he wanted most in his heart. But when the moment came, Hector felt an unusual fear of knowing his own heart.

"Grandpa Albus, can I take a look?"After thinking for a while, Hector still felt that it would be better to let Dumbledore help him make this decision.

" No one can stop you, Hector," Dumbledore nodded,"Everyone wants to know what you really want, what you want most. It is always wiser to know what you want than to blind your eyes."

Hector looked at the magic mirror, and then quickly turned his eyes away from the mirror-he didn't know what he would see, and the fear of the unknown was endless. Hector longed for the answer, but Hector was also afraid of the answer.

He tried to calm his violently beating heart, and the desire for the answer still overcame the fear. Hector made up his mind, he turned his head in the direction of the mirror, squinted his eyes, and looked at the answer given by the Mirror of Erised.

Hector's eyes opened all of a sudden, because he saw the kind and familiar figure-his grandfather.

Hector unconsciously took a step towards the magic mirror. The old man in the mirror smiled kindly. He still looked the same as in his impression, wearing that old-fashioned, silly-looking baseball cap, and in one of his hands he still held the cup that he used to hold hot water after washing the sauce bottle. Grandpa's eyes were much brighter, He hunched over and waved at Hector through the mirror.

Hector's eyes suddenly became moist, and he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the familiar figure. It wasn't until his hand touched the cold mirror that he reacted.

Hector woke up from his dream. The old man was gone. What he saw was just a reflection of Hector's heart. All he could do was to imprint the familiar figure in his mind as much as possible.

Hector had already felt the wonder of the Mirror of Erised, but Hector had no time to move his eyes away, even though he knew that everything in front of him was illusory.

Suddenly, the figure of the grandfather gradually faded, and Hector saw two balls of light mist, one large and one small, gradually appearing on the mirror.

It was the system, how could they appear here? Hector was full of doubts. He quickly wiped away his tears, widened his eyes, and pricked up his ears, trying to get some useful information.

"hp10032, report your situation."A low voice came from the big light fog.

The one who received me? Why did you come to report your work only now? Hector moved closer. He wanted to see more clearly, but the scene in the mirror suddenly retreated. The two balls of light fog, one large and one small, suddenly shrank in his eyes. However, Hector saw the scene around them - it was a very spacious place, full of mirrors, large and small. The small light fog was about to speak, but the big light fog interrupted it.

"Wait a minute," said the big ball of light mist, as if it was searching for something.

"It seems that your client is not very satisfied, hp10032, and has come here."Hector was surprised to find that the voice coming from the big light fog had obvious emotional fluctuations.

"However, we must not let him hear our conversation."

The scene quickly retreated, and Hector could not hear or see anything at once. Everything was as if it had never happened. No other scenes appeared on the Mirror of Erised. Now it was like an ordinary mirror. Hector could only see himself in it.

"What did you see?"Dumbledore's voice sounded faintly behind him. Hector turned around and saw that Dumbledore's face was still full of smiles. He probably didn't notice it, Hector thought, and answered Dumbledore.

"I saw my family, Grandpa Albus."

Dumbledore saw the tears on Hector's face that had not been completely wiped away, and he choked up all of a sudden. The sermons he had prepared in his mind were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word. All Dumbledore could do now was to open his arms, take the initiative to step forward, and give Hector a big hug.

"I'm sorry, kid." Dumbledore patted Hector on the back. Now he is no longer the headmaster of Hogwarts, nor the famous White Devil in the wizarding world. He is just a grandfather, an ordinary grandfather.

"I'm really sorry."

Dumbledore let go of Hector after a long while, his blue eyes were filled with sadness and kindness.

"However, tomorrow the mirror will be moved to another place. Dumbledore made up his mind and said seriously:

"I am really sorry, but this mirror can neither teach you knowledge nor tell you the truth. Everything you see is illusory and unreal. Indulging in illusory dreams and forgetting real life will not do you any good. It will only bring you endless regrets and wasted time."

Dumbledore looked at Hector. He thought he would see regret and confusion on Hector's face. Unexpectedly, Hector's face was full of determination.

"I know, Grandpa Albus." Hector was no longer afraid of the old man in front of him. He now knew his ultimate goal - Hector wanted to find the two balls of light mist. Although he didn't know how to see them again, the Mirror of Erised gave him a little hope.

As for Voldemort, Hector didn't want to waste any more time on him.

"I have something to tell you."

Dumbledore couldn't hide his surprise, but his answer was very straightforward.

"I think my office might be a very suitable place."

Hector nodded, and he walked out of the abandoned classroom without looking back. He had no attachment to the Mirror of Erised at all, and even Dumbledore did not fully react to what happened. Dumbledore thought there was something wrong with the mirror. He looked at the Mirror of Erised tentatively, and then quickly looked away as if he had been electrocuted.

This time it was Dumbledore's turn to follow Hector's figure. The door of the abandoned classroom closed automatically, and the surroundings were quiet as if nothing had happened.