Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18

"Bones to pieces!"

"Boom blast!"

"Torn apart!"

The ravaged boulder was completely shattered under the ravages of magic one after another, but before it could enjoy its old age, a restoration spell pulled the poor stone target back to the underworld.

Magic works so well!

Before it was completely dark, Harry found an open space and started experimenting. The invisible and intangible magical heart didn't strengthen his body, and his physical strength remained unchanged, but it had a huge impact on magic.

But that doesn't seem like a good thing. At least not for Harry, not entirely.

He became even more 'short'.

Because of the rate of fire of the white ivory squirt gun, Harry's magic power is not enough, and the limit of 120 rounds of ammunition is enough to kill the white ivory for more than ten seconds. With 1,300 rounds per minute, the Glock with a speed of 21 per second can completely drain Harry's magic power in six seconds.

The pumping heart of magic makes the magic flow in Harry's body extremely fast. Simply put, his output of magic power per unit time is higher than that of other wizards, which will strengthen the power of the spell. But the price is higher mana consumption, and additional waste.

If the previous consumption was 1, then the current consumption is 4, one of which is the increase of the magic spell, but the remaining two are meaningless waste, and the magic power that cannot be completely transformed by the spell can only create Apart from the louder magic explosion than before, there is no positive meaning.

Perhaps deafening enemies with the now-incredibly loud sounds of firing is a new counter-enemy tactic?

"Then that's too much."

Harry complained speechlessly, the white ivory was considered half disabled, although the power of the spell had been doubled, but the quadrupled consumption made him completely a second man, able to knock Harry White-squeezed ivory deserves an extravagance.

Ebony wood is even worse. If white ivory is only half useless, ebony wood is completely useless. Its original mana consumption is twice that of white ivory, but after the current increase, it can increase the magic spell by three times. It needs to pay eight times the magic power of the standard spell, and every time you use magic, your body seems to be hollowed out.

"What two little elves."

Looking at the black and white Shuangsha in his hand, Harry felt like crying. He didn't want this kind of enhancement at all, but there was no way to get a refund for the forced things.

The sighing Harry could only be forced to accept this fact. After returning to the dormitory, he fell asleep and just wanted to clear his head. There is always a solution to troublesome things, but if you are in a hurry, you can't come in a hurry.

There was a slight snoring sound, and Harry fell into a deep sleep. The dark dreamland that came with the night outlined a tunnel that seemed to have no end.

A little gleam glowed in the dark, and it was getting closer and bigger.

And at this moment, the heartbeat that had been hidden before reappeared again, and the powerful pumping sound became clearer as the light approached.

"How did I get home?"

Looking at the familiar decorations around, a sense of long-standing familiarity was gradually recovered. This is a spacious room with a soft Persian carpet on the floor. The spacious double bed allows people to roll around at will. The bookshelf on one side is stuffed with It is full of all kinds of comics, and on the opposite side, the high wall of figures is pleasing to the eye.

This is a room in a standard house. If there is any difference, it is probably because this house is richer, and the hand-made wall looks like a down payment for a house.

It was the most homely image Harry could remember, even though he already knew he would never come back here.

"Oh, it turned out to be a dream."

Harry, who seemed to have come to his senses, sighed a little lonely, "I thought I had forgotten it a long time ago, but I didn't expect that I still remembered."

"It's all in the past." He gave a miserable laugh, and the surrounding pictures changed after being blurred, and they were also familiar to him. This was his bedroom at the Dursleys' house.

"This is my home too."

Harry, with a slight smile on his face, looked around for a week and then gently pushed open the door. The picture behind the door was not the corridor of the Dursleys' house, but an empty walkway, with railroad tracks on one side. Extending into the distance, if Harry guessed correctly, this is 9 stations.

"There should be a Hogwarts Express." He looked up at the sign on platform 9, muttered, and then a scarlet steam locomotive suddenly appeared, emitting white steam smoke.

"But what is the meaning of this dream?"

Lucid dreaming is not a rare thing, but it is quite miraculous to be able to actively change the picture of the dream while maintaining a clear mind, but what does it mean?

Just as he was thinking about this question, the surrounding images became blurred again, the station was shrouded in thick fog, and in front of him stood a tall and gorgeous mirror——the Mirror of Erised.

Harry moved closer, and the mirror reflected his appearance, or rather, his appearance at the moment.

The person in the mirror was wearing a close-fitting white vest and black sports shorts, which Harry felt most comfortable wearing, but there was something different in that there was a blue dot on his chest in the mirror, a blue dot that was constantly beating and shrinking .

As Harry stared, the blue dot became clearer and clearer. Unlike expected, it was not a heart, but a small figure hiding in his chest.

The sleeping baby was very similar to himself. Harry had seen pictures of him when he was a child. Aunt Petunia put him and Dudley together and took a photo of him as a baby. Harry saw The little phantom of him is exactly the same as the photo of him when he was young.

"My feeling is right."

Harry murmured in a daze, and when he said these words, his own reflection in the mirror also had a hopeful change, his eyes turned brown-black, and the contours of his face also changed considerably. Although he was still well-proportioned and powerful, he was indeed not as strong as Harry's body now.

"So you've always been in my heart, Harry"

He raised his hand to his heart, lowered his head and said softly.

"I, a villain who came across the world, took away the life that should belong to you."

"It's probably useless to apologize."

After a moment of silence, he sighed slightly.

"All I can promise you is that I will take good care of Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon, and our cousin Dudley."

"They have treated me very well and have always taken care of me. I have never experienced the company of relatives in my previous life. They have fulfilled my dream for me. I will protect them. Even if you don't tell me, I will do the same. "

"I don't know if it was you, would you still like Qiu Zhang, although I feel that she is like that, if you want, I can give Seid a cuckold, the two of them just met, steal other people's girlfriends I am proficient in this kind of thing, you can completely trust me as an old driver."

But after a sneer, Harry shook his head slightly, 'Harry' was no longer there. Although he saw the little person, Harry could also confirm that when he occupied this body, the original owner was Already fused with him, the huge difference in soul strength between the two made devouring the only possibility.

"What about Voldemort?"

Having already discovered that this was not a simple dream, Harry had some guesses in his mind. This should be an existence similar to the soul space, not a simple dream. It is precisely because of this that he was so awake, and even had a thought. , the surrounding environment has changed at will.

At the moment when this thought appeared, the mirror in front of him and the surrounding fog suddenly dissipated, and in the pure white room, a dark shadow appeared.

That thing is in the shape of a person, but the size of a baby, with red skin and rough skin, as if it has been peeled off. The mouth with crooked teeth is wide open, and it seems to be making disgusting noises, but that thing The sound could not come through, and there was a thin and flexible eggshell that wrapped him tightly.

There was a thin thread attached to the eggshell, and the other end of the thread was connected to Harry's heart, which was connected to the blue throbbing spot of light.

No one needs to be introduced, Harry understands that this eggshell is the magic left by Harry's mother Lily, and the thin wire connecting the eggshell is the only connection between him and the ugly baby. Through this thin wire, Harry Perceived the magic of the eggshell, but also the feeble nature of the howling baby monster within.

Without this eggshell, Harry, who is connected by thin wires, would be drawn power without realizing it, and become the nutrient for the growth of this ugly monster.

But this protection is not permanent. Harry can feel that the magic on the eggshell is weakening at a very slow rate. The power called love by Dumbledore can only protect Harry until the age of seventeen. If Voldemort Without stealing this power, let it be forcibly extended like a card bug.

Then at the age of seventeen, this evil spirit wrapped in eggshells would start greedily sucking Harry's soul.

"It's also because of you that Harry still has the last shadow left, isn't it?"

The magic called love wanted to continue to protect Harry after rebounding Voldemort's Killing Curse. The soul strength of the penetrable person was too strong compared to the young Harry. The moment they touched, the two were completely devoured Well, the love that belonged to Harry only protected his last trace of shadow, and this protection from the great mother finally came to nothing.

I don't know why, but a strong sense of guilt arises spontaneously.

In front of a mother, he killed the child she desperately wanted to protect, and took away everything that belonged to that child, his life, his future, his everything.

The emotions surging in his heart caused him to fall into a long silence. He didn't know how he should face this matter. It had already happened. The so-called confession and apology were all weak words.

It wasn't Harry himself who broke the silence, a slight fluctuation on the thin eggshell made Harry slowly raise his head.

It seemed that a phantom of a gentle woman appeared in front of him. She smiled at Harry and waved to him gently.

This intimate closeness made Harry approach cautiously, but he didn't dare to look into those green eyes that were as clear and bright as a lake. He didn't know how he should face this great mother, a woman who fought hard. A mother who wants to protect her child.

"Harry."

A soft voice reached Harry's ears.

"I'm not--"

Eager words blurted out, he already understood everything and didn't want to deceive the person in front of him at this moment, even if she was just a shadow of nothingness.

A hand gently supported his chin, and held his face so that he raised his head, and he met those clear green eyes.

"Harry."

It was still the gentle call, and a smile appeared on Lily's face.

"You've grown up."

"Whether it's mom or dad, we've always loved you."

"But I'm not—I'm just—"

Still wanting to explain something, he was gently embraced by a pair of hands, Harry was embraced by her, Lily's cheek was pressed against the top of his head, and she said softly, "You will always be my child."

"Mum loves you, Harry."

This gentle voice seemed to have shattered the hardest ice in someone's heart. Uncontrollable tears kept falling at this moment. The gentle mother hugged the tearful child, and she gently patted Harry's back. Back, humming the song that lulled me to sleep.

Harry has never felt such peace, such warmth, this impeccable and pure love from his mother, which is completely different from the feeling he felt from Aunt Petunia, which is a feeling that can give everything for you All in all, the greatest power in the world.

The illusory shadow slowly disappeared bit by bit, and the hand holding him gradually became hard to reach. At this moment, Harry, who understood everything in his heart, slowly raised his head, and finally had the courage to look at the pair of clear green eyes. Harry was a little dazed.

There was also a slight smile on his face, Lily let go of her hand, and the two of them just looked at each other quietly.

"Mother."

Harry smiled and said softly, at this moment, he finally uttered this familiar yet distant and unfamiliar word.

"Thank you, thank you."

Harry, who got up from the ground, took a deep breath, waved his hands one last time, and bid farewell to that gentle mother.

The young child that was originally hidden in his heart disappeared, and a strong and powerful magic heart appeared on the right side of his chest.

There seemed to be subtle changes in the magical heart that was no longer separated by the "two people", but at this moment, Harry didn't care about all of this.

The strong heartbeat shattered the surrounding pure white walls, and the eggshell covering the twisted evil spirit shattered at this moment!

The sound of thunder resounded in this soul world, and the lead gray cloud was brewing with thunder and lightning!

He raised his hand, in this omnipotent arena, God is his endorsement at this moment.

The ear-piercing howl resounded as the eggshells shattered, and the thunder that descended from the sky converged into a war hammer with killing intent.

"die!"

The roaring thunder was deafening, and the dying ghost was crushed into invisible ashes in front of Tianwei.

The soul fragments that were completely defeated turned into pure spirits, and the battle between souls had only the only result of devouring and being devoured.

Below the magical heart, another faint blue dot emerged, expanding and contracting slightly with each breath Harry took.

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This chapter was very difficult to write. I deleted, deleted, and edited it several times. I don’t know if I can write the feeling I want.

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