The Trinity of Harry Potter

"Kano, what are you thinking about?"

The child who was stopped held his chin and turned to look at his teacher Merlin.

"I... seem to be remembering something?" His eyes gradually stopped being confused. Instead, he stood up suddenly and groped around on his little body.

"Finally woke up?"

The old druid, who had a big beard and wore a diagonally striped robe, looked at his little apprentice with great interest, and imitated his apprentice's movements to support his chin with his wrinkled hands.

"Where is this? Why am I here? I am Qianli...I am Canopus...who am I?"

Canopus grabbed his black curly hair, ran to the quiet stream and looked down.

A handsome and slightly pale face appeared in the water. Anyone who looked at it would say that he was a handsome young man.

But he was certain that he was originally an ordinary-looking Chinese young man and did not look like this at all.

His last memory was of a brave act of justice. A little girl was calling for help in the water. He jumped in to save her, but he eventually sank underwater due to lack of physical strength.

I wonder if the little girl was rescued in the end?

The memory from the previous life has been slowly recovering, until today, when he was eleven years old, it was finally fully revealed. The boy named Canopus Black washed his face and slowly calmed down.

"Merlin...Teacher, are you the Merlin I remember?"

The wrinkles on the old Druid's face were all smiles, he touched his beard and shook his head.

"I am indeed Merlin, but unlike those legendary stories in your mind, I am not the child of a devil and a human, nor did I die at the hands of a girl I admired." He reached out and patted Kano's head, "I'm just

Just an old druid with great magic power."

Canopus looked around. The sky was high and clear blue, and the birds and flowers were singing all around. They were standing on a vast wilderness.

"So this is Avalon?"

"No, this is the Fairy Country. The world after death is the so-called 'paradise' far away from the world. Avalon is just a small island in the Fairy Country."

A pleasant female voice sounded from the stream behind him. Kano turned his head and saw a lady in a dress walking slowly from the water.

She has a beautiful face, graceful manners, and exudes a kind of nobility in her movements, just like a young queen from somewhere.

However, her expression was full of girlish mischief, and her beautiful eyes stared narrowly at Canopus.

Kano showed a somewhat overwhelmed smile and greeted her: "Morgan...sister."

"What, you're not going to call me sister now that your memory has recovered? Didn't I take care of you when you were little?"

A woman who called herself Morgan Le Fay walked onto land and rubbed Cano's face hard until he begged for mercy.

In the legend of King Arthur, Morgan is King Arthur's half-sister, but she is cruel by nature and has designed to frame King Arthur many times.

For example, King Arthur's Choosing Sword was broken due to Morgan's plan because he participated in a duel that was not in line with chivalry.

When King Arthur got the Holy Sword of Broken Steel, Morgan also cast a spell to exchange the Holy Sword of Broken Steel to his lover, so that he could fight with King Arthur holding a replica of the real sword, almost making King Arthur hate him on the spot.

Even when King Arthur threw away the scabbard in the end, it was Morgan who was behind it. This eventually led to King Arthur being seriously injured in the battle with Mordred and succumbing to his injuries.

And the beautiful lady in front of her, who was full of girlish and unruly vibes, could not be connected with the ruthless and vicious woman in the story.

Kano was deeply caught in the conflict between the legend and his actual feelings, and he unconsciously grimaced.

Morgan slapped Kano on the back of the head unceremoniously, waking him up.

"Don't think about those things that are there or not. I am also a druid with high magic power, and my status in the Order is higher than that of Merlin. We can all see what you are thinking!"

"Where's my privacy?" Kano touched the back of his head and protested dissatisfied.

"We can wait until you become a real druid to talk about privacy."

Morgan pinched Kano's cheek again, took his hand, and walked with Merlin to the forest glade where they usually taught Kano.

The three of them sat cross-legged in a circle, with the sun shining overhead. The familiar environment calmed Kano's chaotic mind slightly.

The memory from before he was born came to mind, and he could only vaguely recall fragments of his mother's songs and the names of his enemies.

"Bellatrix, and the Death Eaters?"

Kano couldn't help but think of the Harry Potter books and movies he had read in his previous life, and his heart was filled with disbelief.

"I said," Merlin glanced at Morgan as if he had won, "He will definitely remember this. After all, he is a person who can transcend death and is a natural druid."

"The story in your mind, I prefer to call it a prophecy." Morgan tapped Kano's forehead, "It is so precious and will definitely be accurate. As for the price, I think you have already figured it out."

Kano silently covered his face.

Druids are priests, judges, and advisors to kings. Prophecy is one of the abilities they must possess.

Relying on the reincarnated talent, Kano learned the druid language, Ogham runes and various potion preparation methods from Morgan and Merlin. But prophecy, the most important ability that depends on talent, he could not learn at all.

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Sacrifice a white bull? Eat bread made from mistletoe seeds? Or bathe in a ravine on Samhain night?

No matter how hard he tried, he never got a word of prophecy. Now it seems that this is the price he paid for retaining his memory.

He cried several times because of this matter. Now that his memory has recovered, it's really embarrassing to think about it.

"Actually, I'd rather you didn't remember this."

Morgan sighed and wrinkled his slender eyebrows.

"You are already in the Fairyland, and your mortal body still remains in your mother's trunk that turned into an oak tree. If you continue to live here, and when your body dies naturally, you will completely belong here."

"This is a paradise that countless people can only dream of, and you relied on chance to directly reach the destination that is out of their reach."

Kano grinned and raised his head to look at Morgan.

"You know what I will do after I regain my memory, right?"

Morgan nodded helplessly.

"You will avenge your parents and completely eliminate Voldemort who caused all the tragedies."

"Yes, in addition to that... I also want to see with my own eyes that beautiful world where magic exists."

"Those people I know well and yet are unfamiliar with, the magical Hogwarts and Diagon Alley." Kano's words were full of expectations, "What is my hometown like, and where will this world go?"

There is no need to worry about hunger in the Fairy Country, and everything goes as planned. It is suitable for weather-beaten old people, but it is not suitable for young people who are full of vigor and vitality.

Kano stood up, his eyes sparkling, his sight seemed to have penetrated the high sky, and he saw the complex and real world.

Even though this young man has matured, the blood surging in his heart has never cooled down even in his previous life.

Merlin stood up with a smile, and Morgan, who was a little unhappy, could only stand up.

Merlin took out a long wand that could be used as a crutch, and touched the head of the wand slightly to the ground. A circle of water-like magic rippled under the three people's feet, and their figures instantly disappeared into the quiet woods.