HP Magic Biography

...

I don't know how long it has been silent, and Harry just looked at Ron's shadow. He needs to talk to Ron, and this matter can only be done by him.

"Ron, are you asleep?" Harry asked carefully, but Ron did not answer him. Harry saw Ron's figure still in the curled up posture, as if under a petrification curse. general.

"Hey... buddy... listen, I think we need to have a good talk!"

Ron still didn't say a word, it seemed that he had made up his mind to just stay silently, and didn't know what he was thinking silently.

"I know, Ron..." Harry said affirmatively, "You don't want us to be like this, you and I, Fanlin and Hermione, we are the best friends, we shouldn't be because Some misunderstandings made it unpleasant..."

Ron seemed to move, but his movements were very weak, but Harry still noticed. Harry's eyes were fixed on Ron who was hiding behind the curtain.

"I know you are listening..." Harry said, and he paused slightly as if waiting for Ron to give him some response.

But to Harry's disappointment, Ron didn't do this, he still stayed silently as usual, without saying a word, just hiding in the night.

"Ron..." Harry adjusted his mind. "I know, maybe I'll say something wrong, because I'm always like this... My mouth is dumb, as it was when I was sensible from the beginning."

"I am not good at communicating with people. This seems to be my natural disadvantage, or it has gradually evolved into a special protection method for myself."

"I have been different from everyone since I was a child. I live in a Muggle world. You know Muggles. This is the first thing you told me. They have never been in contact with magic, but I am a wizard."

Harry smiled bitterly, and he remembered his childhood experience again.

"I have been troubled by nightmares since I was a child. I and you, and Fanlin, I have talked about all these things. The dark streets, the dilapidated houses, and the bleak green light, these are you and me. The memory left behind."

"I still remember that when I was young, I was always awakened by nightmares. Every time I cried, but fortunately, Aunt Petunia did not hate me as much as I do now. After all, I also want to thank Desi Li family, at least they left me at my worst."

"But this didn't last long..." Harry shook his head, and the Dursleys' attitude became worse as the days went on.

"As you said, at the time I began to gradually reveal my talent for magic... Whenever I get angry or other mood swings, broken light bulbs and porcelain are inevitable."

"However, I didn't know what this meant..." Harry buried his head, and he thought of Neville, this dull and kind boy. Although Neville was always timid, he was sorted Cap's decision is not wrong, Neville is a Gryffindor.

Compared with Neville, Neville only showed the power of magic once, which made Neville leap a whole street.

But thinking of myself, the inflated Dali, the flashing light bulb for no reason, and the broken glass, of course, the one at the zoo, the disappearing glass plate, the freed Brazilian python, and Petunia The length that my aunt hates, every time Aunt Petunia cuts his head off, she cuts it very short.

But only, Aunt Petunia would leave a pinch of length on his forehead in order to cover up the scar that that person left him.

At that time, Harry felt very distressed about this. Aunt Petunia’s craftsmanship was really ugly. He hated Aunt Petunia’s hands on his head, but just when he was thinking about how to go to school the next day. , His head will magically return to its original length.

"Perhaps my magical talent is better than that of the dull boy." Harry thought this way, and he suddenly became very lucky, lucky that he was a wizard.

"Anyway, I was gradually hated by everyone..." Harry continued, "No one likes a kid who is inexplicable and always has strange things... Therefore, I was isolated in Muggle school. No one wants to approach me, except for Dali and his group of friends, but they also came to chase me. Think about it, the things before I came to Hogwarts were really too tragic."

Ron seemed to be a little moved. Harry saw Ron change a posture. Ron's body seemed to be stretched out, his back leaning against a wall.

Harry didn't stop his remarks, as if he hadn't seen it, he said to himself, he said it to Ron, and at the same time, he said it to himself.

"It's a bit bad...right..." Harry paused, seeming to want to completely remove this unpleasant memory from his heart, but faintly, Harry was a little reluctant. If he does this, he will feel that his life will become incomplete, and there will always be something missing.

He is not Voldemort. It is not a good practice to split the memory from his soul before the age of six into a dilapidated book. Hearing Fanlin said, this still requires a very evil means, and it also involves black magic.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help feeling a little bored. If it hadn't been for Voldemort, his family wouldn't be like that, or his life at Hogwarts would have been easier.

"In short, before receiving the notice from Hogwarts, I thought that my whole life would unfold so miserably and continue."

"I still remember the scene when I received the letter. There were owls in the sky, and countless letters flew in from all over the Dursleys house. This made the house a little shaken. ."

"However, I did not succeed at the time. I was taken off Privet Road and hid on a seaside island with the Dursley family. It was a shabby wooden house like a screaming hut. One year old birthday."

Harry seemed to smile, and he didn't know if he remembered something happy.

"I still remember that it was a stormy night. I was lying on the floor under a shabby blanket. It was twelve o'clock in the night. I was looking at my watch and waiting for the arrival of eleven years old. Give yourself a birthday blessing."

"But as soon as I finished all this, the wooden door began to rattle. Someone was hitting the door that was not strong. I was so frightened that I picked a pillar and hid."

"Then, the door was knocked open with a bang, and a big burly figure bent over and walked in. You know, I thought it was a monster at the time, but it was Hagrid’s style. He came. Pick me up."

Harry was a little excited, his eyes glowed from the beating of the flame, and so did Harry's eyes.

"The first thing Hagrid came to showed me the magic of magic. He didn't even chant a spell at the time. He just used his pink umbrella to light a flame into the fireplace twice and it burst. This frightened the Dursleys."

Harry couldn't hide the joy on his face, and his tone became lighter.

"You know, Hagrid flexed Uncle Dursley's shotgun with his bare hands. He also brought me my first birthday present. It was a cake he made by himself, although it was eaten by Dali. But I think it must be very delicious, I can guarantee it."

"Although it is a pity that I didn't eat that cake, Hagrid did something that excites me. Hagrid used his pink umbrella to transform Dali into a pretty handsome pig. Tail, I bet that Dali must have reached the peak of his handsome life at that time, and he has achieved the title of Fat Pig."

"Hagrid took me away that day. We went to the Broken Cauldron Bar and opened the brick wall from there. I arrived at Diagon Alley for the first time. It was an exciting place."

"That was my first real experience of the magic of magic, the strange wizard costume, the goblin of Gringotts, the shop selling magical items, the wand of Ollivander, all of this was a kind of for me at the time. An unprecedented experience, you know, when I stayed at the Broken Cauldron Bar that night, I thought I was dreaming. I was so afraid that after I woke up, I was still living in the cupboard under the Dursley’s stairs. It wasn’t until the next day that I woke up and found that everything hadn’t disappeared.

Harry murmured, he was really glad that Hagrid was able to take him away from the Dursleys. He was glad that Hogwarts had not given up on enrolling him, otherwise he could not imagine what he would become. Maybe he will be on the streets after he is eighteen, and the Dursley family will have no obligation to raise him when he is an adult. He may be like many tramps on the street, sleeping in a London underground station, every day for the next day. Worry about their survival.

However, if Harry did not show his magical talents, just like Mr. Filch, if he was a dumb gun, maybe his life in the Dursleys would not be so bad. After all, Aunt Petunia is his mother’s relatives. sister.

"Later, on the day when Hogwarts started school, I was very nervous at the time. This was the first time I went out to such a far place. I came to London Railway Station by myself. When three-quarters of the platform was worrying about where, that was the first time I met you."

Harry laughed after thinking about it. He thought Ron was Neville's character at the time, because Ron didn't even say a word from beginning to end. However, he himself was not much better. In Fanlin's words, he looked silly and stupid, which made people unable to feel disgusted.

"With the help of Mrs. Weasley, I successfully entered the platform. In fact, before that, I had been watching you for a long time. Your brother Percy, Fred and George, I was afraid they would collide. What's going on, it's like Dobby seals up the wall and you and I stupidly bump into it."

This is something to be happy about. Harry laughed twice, and Ron seemed to have thought of that time, the Adventures of Speed. It was really exciting to think about it now. The two stupid people just flew to the sky and remembered to turn on the invisible device. They were also seen by a few Muggles. For this reason, they were honored to wait for the Daily Prophet. This is not something anyone can wait for. The regular visitors everywhere are Cornelius Fudge. Of course, there is also Professor Guidro Lockhart before the accident. I don’t know how Professor Guidro has been in the United States.

Of course, the process of speeding is not just such a little memory. Chasing the train is inevitable. Ron, who is confused, came to the train track ahead of time, and the Hogwarts Express came from behind the two people. It's not that the performance of the car is not bad, maybe two people will be destroyed under the train.

"It wasn't until I got on the Hogwarts Express that my dream became real. I still remember how you knocked on the door and entered the cubicle. I'm curious why you didn't go with your brothers. But... This is also great. The boy with the mouse was really fat at that time."

Harry thought of the spots on Ron's legs. This stupid mouse had submerged his whole body in a snack box, and he was very happy to eat.

"And Hermione and Fanlin. The two of them were together at the beginning, just like the two of us. They came to help Neville find his toad, and you showed the spell in front of Hermione, I remember That was the first time you were educated by Hermione."

Harry spoke without hesitation, and Ron's expression on his face seemed to be dimmed again.

"Yeah, Hermione and Fanlin have been together from the beginning..." Ron thought, his nose suddenly a little sore, and his empty eyes seemed to have a hint of struggle.

"You are my first friend, then Fanlin and Hermione. Although we were a little strange at the beginning of school, you even cried Hermione with anger. Then the monster came in that day, I still I remember Fanlin's look very flustered when he couldn't find Hermione. Then... we defeated him together, you just use the Levitating Charm that Hermione taught you in class, and swing it... Professor Williver's The way is really interesting."

Harry suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have done anything except throw some broken women's sneakers, and Harry couldn't help but laugh wistfully.

"When Professor McGonagall rushed over, she must have been frightened, and Hermione also took the initiative to take the responsibility. That was the first time that the two of us had added points to Gryffindor."

This is something Harry is proud of. He has always been the one deducting points before this.

"We became friends... very good friends, which made me very happy. In such a short time, I made three great friends. I still remember the first time I met that monster in the Forbidden Forest. Fanlin stood up, and the two of us persisted with the spell for a long time, which made Hoou Fanlin suspect Rocky. It turns out that Fanlin's suspicion was correct, and he could always think of things we could not think of."

As if it felt that it was not particularly good for Ron, Harry snorted and skipped this part hastily.

"Let’s find the traces of the Philosopher’s Stone together, and finally we went to the forbidden area on the third floor. We crossed Maomao and the Devil’s Net. The curse of the two Hermiones was really effective. I still remember that I was riding a broomstick in the sky. Flying with a bunch of keys, that bunch of keys is really scary, they have penetrated the door panels."

"Then it's you, Ron..." Harry said sincerely, "You played the most exciting game of Hogwarts. Without you, none of us would pass Professor McGonagall's giant wizard chess array. If not You, I don’t think we can stop Rocky from stealing the Philosopher’s Stone, and that person will come back to life, Ron!"

"There is also the second grade. The adventures of you and me on speed. It was a very exciting journey. After that, the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets opened. When everyone thought I was the murderer, it was you, and only you would be willing to believe it. I, because of your existence, I look forward to returning to Hogwarts after the holiday."

Harry paused and said so many words that he couldn't help but short-circuit, Harry looked at Ron expectantly.

"So, we didn't abandon you, and we won't abandon you, but please don't just abandon us so simply, Ron...we are friends."

"Maybe only you think so." Ron said hoarsely, "I...I don't know what to do, I know I shouldn't treat Fanlin and Hermione that way, I know Hermione...but I am ..."

"What's that, Ron?" Harry asked. "Listen to me, man, Fanlin and Hermione don’t blame you. Everyone is worried about you. Maybe you did something wrong. It was unpleasant, but... we are still friends, that's enough."

"The two of them think so too?" Ron's words revealed a bit of bitterness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I promise, Ron! "Harry said swearingly," Fanlin and Hermione must think so. Hermione wants to take the initiative to talk to you several times. If it weren't for you... your state is really too bad. It's all in the eyes. "

"Is this true?" Ron's voice rose a little for an instant, and soon Ron fell silent again. "Harry, you are not the two of them. You can't decide what Fanlin and Hermione think."

"Ron..." Harry said silently, "You don't understand? If the two of them don't think so, then why should I actively want you to reconcile with them. Of course, I have a big deal here. Part of it thought, but Fanlin would definitely accept it. Besides, you and Hermione were too humble. There is nothing wrong with friends, so why don't you understand."

　　 Please remember the domain name of this book’s first publication:. Mobile version reading URL: