harry potter book of crimes

"Mr. Gryffindor? I...what happened just now?"

When Harry came to, he found himself lying on the floor. There was no one around him except the bushy-bearded Godric Gryffindor.

"Well?"

He stood up from the ground while holding his slightly dizzy head. His eyes that glanced around finally settled on Gryffindor after finding no other target.

"I remember that I wasn't with another person before."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Harry felt that it was difficult to describe that memory. After a pause, he simply shook his head, and then asked directly:

"Mr. Gryffindor, have I defeated that 'self'?"

"Um?"

From the moment Harry woke up, Gryffindor just stood there calmly, looking here without saying a word. It was not until Harry asked this question that he shook his head slightly.

"No, obviously not." Gryffindor said calmly, holding his sword, "You chose to escape in the face of your own inner weakness, and then as expected, you were pressed by your own weakness step by step, and finally got lost in the world.

In the midst of senseless anger..."

"this"

"...That's how it should be!"

Harry's shock and shame were blocked by Gryffindor's suddenly raised voice.

"But," Gryffindor continued, "you are lucky, because you not only have an elder who is wise enough, but also a friend who is strong enough."

"It was your elder who seized the opportunity to save you and put my hat on your head when you were on the verge of being lost; and it was your friend who, in order to give my hat enough time to put you

Pulled back from the sin of anger, I actually had a fight with you who was running out of control without hurting you..."

Having said this, Gryffindor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said slightly doubtfully:

"In your era, has the wizard's dueling ability not been weakened? This is somewhat different from our estimate..."

Harry obviously didn't think much about Gryffindor's confusion, because his attention had already been attracted by the other party's previous words.

"Elders and friends? And your hat?" Harry was startled, "Ah! It's the Sorting Hat, right? Well... if it's a powerful friend, it's probably Maka? Then... who is the 'elder'?

?”

"It's Albus!"

Suddenly, he saw the Sorting Hat struggling to reveal part of the brim from Gryffindor's waist and swinging this way, and said with some difficulty:

"Oh...Godric, I said hats are for wearing! For so many years, you have always hung me on this damn belt..."

"Because wearing it on your head will flatten your hair," Gryffindor said nonchalantly, his rough voice sounding a little lazy, "However, carrying a pointed hat with you makes you a wizard.

Minimal etiquette and symbolism.”

"You idiot, you still want to talk about 'etiquette'?" the Sorting Hat suddenly shouted, "Back then, whenever you saw a powerful wizard, your first words were, 'Let's have a duel!'"

Then he drew his sword and struck forward. Since when did you care about etiquette..."

Although the Sorting Hat was still there endlessly exposing Gryffindor's background, Gryffindor didn't care at all and just regarded it as having some annoying background music.

It can be seen that he has long been used to it.

"In short, not only did you fail to gain the purest courage by overcoming your own heart, you almost never woke up again. So, unfortunately, you cannot fully control this special sword.

"

Although he had been mentally prepared for it, after hearing Gryffindor say these words with his own ears, Harry couldn't help but sigh in disappointment.

"Mr. Gryffindor, can't I... can't I try again?" he asked unwillingly.

"At least it's impossible for the time being," Gryffindor nodded. "You need a long time to stabilize your mental will. And after that, you already understand how to face your weaknesses.

If so, then come back and try again when the time comes!”

As he said this, Gryffindor couldn't help but sigh:

"You have to know that it is impossible for normal people to have a second chance, because they will completely sink into the sin of anger when they fail to challenge themselves for the first time... After you wake up, remember to thank the people who helped you.

Bar!"

"Of course, of course I will be grateful! But Professor Dumbledore?" Before he could finish his words, Harry was suddenly startled again, "Wait...'after waking up'?"

He looked around again, at the familiar dueling dolls and the bookshelves filled with Defense Against the Dark Arts books... Isn't this a training room transformed from the Room of Requirement?

"Yes," Gryffindor waved his hand abruptly, "Get out! I have wasted a lot of magic waiting for you to regain consciousness... I still have to wait for the true successor to arrive, but I can't let this accident happen to you.

Used up all the time."

"In addition, after you go out... I will leave my sword to you for safekeeping for the time being..."

In Harry's ears, Gryffindor's deep and rich voice floated farther and farther away. When Harry subconsciously blinked his eyes, he suddenly found that there was no one in front of him, and there was no one left in the training room.

Wearing the Sorting Hat and holding the Sword of Gryffindor, he stood there.

Immediately, Harry was speechless for a while.

"Why, are you stupid?"

"Um?"

He rolled his eyes upwards, glanced at the brim of the Sorting Hat, and then said blankly:

"Where's Mr. Gryffindor?"

"Obviously not here!" The Sorting Hat on his head suddenly slid down, directly covering his dazed eyes. "If you don't want these eyes to be used, you can donate them to those in need."

people!"

"Oh! That's not what I meant... Well, forget it!"

Harry grabbed the brim of the hat, pulled it up, and simply took off the Sorting Hat. Then after thinking about it, he walked straight to the door of the Room of Requirement.

"Squeak"

With the slight sound of the door opening, he found that it was completely dark outside, with spiders of all sizes everywhere.

To be honest, even if Harry still remembered that this was Maka's pet, he was still shocked.

"Harry Potter is out..."

Hearing a voice suddenly coming from the door frame above him, he first subconsciously shrank his neck, and then raised his head to look up. But almost at the same time, a piece of parchment floated down from above, and it happened to be covered with a piece of parchment.

on his face.

"what?"

Harry quickly grabbed it randomly, and after realizing that it was a piece of paper, he held it in front of him and read it.

He soon saw that the content above was very simple.

Harry:

I know you are about to come out, but something suddenly happened to me and I will not be back until a while. If you are hungry, you can go to the kitchen, there is food there.

In addition, since the school held a study tour during your absence, everyone is outside now. So in order to prevent you from feeling lonely because no one welcomes you, I have given the task of welcoming you back to these 'cute' little ones in front of you.

Guys.

You can try feeding them bread from the kitchen.

Macariu

Obviously, Maka did not mention the situation of Hermione and others in this message. After all, Harry had just woken up, and no one knew what kind of state he was in. It was better to let him rest for a while.

alright.

"Oh! I think it's better to make me 'lonely'!" Harry looked at such a large number of spiders and muttered a little, and then asked doubtfully, "Could it be... I'm already in there?"

For a long time?"

"It's been a long time..." Although the Sorting Hat couldn't read letters, Harry could still clearly hear what he said, "Hmm... did they actually restart the study tour? This is the momentum to return to the top! It looks like,

I have to think carefully about my welcome speech for next semester and it became... Potter boy, don't you think so?"

"Ah, yes"

Harry responded very perfunctorily, and when he saw the spiders in the corridor moving aside to make way for him, he raised his legs and walked outside.

As he walked all the way down the corridors and stairs, not to mention the figures of people on the way, even the ghosts were stunned. Only then did he respond to the sentence "everyone is outside" written in Maka's letter.

Have a clear understanding.

Is this really "all" gone?

However, Harry was not much surprised that Maka was still in the school. Under the current circumstances, there had to be someone guarding the castle, right?

After a rough search and no one in sight, Harry felt that his stomach was already empty and he had no strength to even walk.

Not long after, he followed Maka's message and went to the underground kitchen to eat some "weird" looking food.

Of course, apart from the fact that none of them were hot, he felt that the taste was surprisingly not bad.

However, when Harry came out of the kitchen and planned to go back to the dormitory to change clothes, he suddenly paused as he passed by the hall.

"Is there someone outside?"

He hurriedly took a few steps back and looked outside the main entrance of the castle again, when he spotted a figure faintly shaking at the school gate in the distance.

"Huh? Sure enough, there is someone there...Who is that?"

Harry hesitated briefly in the entrance hall, but quickly took steps and hurried out to the vestibule. In his hand, the sword of Gryffindor was still shining with brilliance.

It was obvious that although he had always remembered Gryffindor's words and carried the sword with him, he did not seem to notice that he had been carrying this thing for a long time.

And until now, nothing unusual has happened to him.

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