Chapter 243 Harry's Autobiography

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He didn't know how long he was silent, but Harry just looked at Ron's shadow. He needed to talk to Ron, and this matter could only be done by him.

"Ron, are you asleep?" Harry asked carefully, but Ron didn't answer him. Harry saw that Ron's figure was still in that curled-up position, as if he was under a petrification spell. generally.

"Hey...man...listen, I think we need to have a nice talk!"

Ron remained silent, as if he had made up his mind to stay silently, and he didn't know what he was thinking silently.

"I know, Ron..." Harry said with certainty, "You don't want us to be like this. You, me, Fanlin and Hermione, we are the best friends, we shouldn't because Some misunderstandings caused unpleasantness..."

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

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

But what disappointed Harry was that Ron didn't do this. He stayed silently as usual, without saying a word, just hiding in the night.

"Ron..." Harry adjusted his mentality, "I know, maybe I will say something wrong, because I have always been like this... I have a stupid mouth, and I have been like this since I started to be sensible."

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

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

Harry smiled bitterly, remembering his childhood experiences again.

"I have been troubled by nightmares since I was a child. You and me, and Fan Lin, I have said these things. The dark streets, dilapidated houses, and the pale green light, these are you and me. Memories left behind.”

"I still remember when I was little, I was always woken up by nightmares, and I cried every time. But fortunately, Aunt Petunia didn't hate me as much as she does now. After all, I still want to thank Des. Li family, at least they kept me when I was at my worst.”

"But it didn't last long..." Harry shook his head. The attitude of the Dursleys became worse as the days passed.

"As you said, I began to gradually show my talent in magic... Whenever I was angry or had other emotional fluctuations, broken light bulbs and porcelain were inevitable."

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

Compared with Neville, Neville only demonstrated the power of magic once, which allowed Neville to fly across an entire street.

However, when I think of myself, the inflated Dali, the lightbulb that flashes for no reason, and the broken glass, of course, there is also that time in the zoo, the disappearing glass panel, the Brazilian python that escaped, and Penny. The long hair that his aunt hated, every time Aunt Petunia cut his hair, it would be cut very short.

But only Aunt Petunia would leave a bunch of long hair on his forehead in order to cover up the scars left by that person.

At that time, Harry felt very distressed about this. Aunt Petunia's craftsmanship was really ugly and outrageous. He hated it when Aunt Petunia touched his hair, but just when he was thinking about how to go to school the next day , his hair will magically return to its original length.

"Maybe compared to that dull boy, my magic talent is slightly better." Harry thought in his heart, and he suddenly became very happy, happy that he was a wizard.

"In short, I gradually became disliked by everyone..." Harry continued, "No one would like a child who is inexplicable and always does strange things... Therefore, I was isolated in the Muggle school. , no one wanted to get close to me, except Dali and his gang of friends, but they also came to chase me. Thinking about it, what happened before I came to Hogwarts was really too tragic. "

Ron seemed to be moving. Harry saw Ron change his posture. Ron's body seemed to stretch, and his back was leaning against the wall on one side.

Harry didn't stop talking. He seemed to have not seen it and kept talking to himself. He was talking to Ron, and at the same time, he was also talking to himself.

"It's a bit bad...right..." Harry paused, as if he wanted to completely remove this unpleasant memory from his heart, but vaguely, Harry felt a little reluctant to let it go. If he does this, he will feel that his life will no longer be complete, that something will always be missing.

He is not Voldemort. It is not a good idea to split the memories before the age of sixteen from his soul and stuff them into a shabby book. According to Fan Lin, this requires a very evil method and involves black magic.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but feel a little bored. If it weren't for Voldemort, his family wouldn't be like this, or his life at Hogwarts would be easier.

"In short, before I received the notice from Hogwarts, I thought that my whole life would continue to unfold in such a tragic way."

"I still remember the scene when the letters came. There were owls all over the sky, and countless letters flew in from all over the Dursleys' house, which made the house shake a little. Letters fell from the chimney, the mailbox, and every corner. ”

"But I didn't succeed at that time. I was taken away from Privet Drive and hid on an island by the sea with the Dursleys. It was a dilapidated wooden house like a screaming shack. I was still ten years old that day. One year old’s birthday.”

Harry seemed to smile, remembering something happy.

"I still remember that it was a stormy night. At that time, Guo Guo was lying on the floor, covered with a shabby blanket. It was twelve o'clock at night. I was looking at my watch waiting for the arrival of my eleventh year, and then Give yourself a birthday wish.”

"But as soon as I finished all this, the wooden door started to rattle, and someone was banging on the weak door. I was so scared that I hid behind a pillar."

"Then, the door was opened with a bang, and a big and burly figure bent over and walked in. You know, I thought it was some kind of monster at the time, but this is Hagrid's style. He came Pick me up."

Harry was a little excited. His eyes were shining brightly due to the beating of the flames, and so were Harry's eyes.

"The first thing Hagrid did when he arrived was that he showed me the magic of magic. He didn't even recite a spell at that time, he just used his pink umbrella to light the flames in the fireplace twice and then the flames started. This frightened the Dursleys."

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

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

"Although it's a pity that I didn't eat the cake, Hagrid did something that made me excited. Hagrid used his pink umbrella to conjure a very handsome pig for Dali. Tails, I bet that Dali must have reached the peak of his handsomeness at that time, and he was truly known as the fat pig."

"Hagrid took me away that day, and we went to the Leaky Cauldron, and from there the brick walls were opened and I got to Diagon Alley for the first time, which was a really exciting place."

"That was my first real experience of the magic of magic. The strange wizard costumes, the goblins of Gringotts, the shops selling magic items, and Ollivander's wand, all of them were a kind of magic to me at the time. It was an unprecedented experience. You know, when I stayed at the Leaky Cauldron that night, I thought I was dreaming. I was so scared that when I woke up, I would still be living in the cupboard under the stairs of the Dursleys' house. , I didn’t really feel relieved until I woke up the next day and found that everything was not gone.”

Harry murmured that he was really glad that Hagrid could take him away from the Dursleys. He was glad that Hogwarts did not give up on enrolling him, otherwise he could not imagine what he would become. Maybe after he turns 18, he will live on the streets. When he reaches adulthood, the Dursleys will have no obligation to raise him. He may be like many homeless people on the street, sleeping in a London subway station, preparing for the next day every day. Worried about survival.

However, if Harry had not shown his magical talent and had become a squib like Mr. Filch, maybe his life in the Dursleys would not have been so bad. After all, Aunt Petunia was his mother's relative. elder sister.

"Later, on the day when Hogwarts started school, I felt very uneasy. This was the first time I went out to such a far place. I came to the London train station by myself. When I was still preparing for the ninth semester When I was worried about where the platform was three-quarters of the way, that was the first time I met you.”

Harry thought about it and laughed. At that time, he thought Ron was the kind of character Neville had, because Ron didn't even say a word from beginning to end. However, he himself was not much better. In Fanlin's words, his stupid and stupid look made people feel disgusted at all.

"With the help of Mrs. Weasley, I successfully entered the platform. In fact, I had been observing you, your brother Percy, Fred and George for a long time before that. I was afraid that they would collide. It's like Dobby sealed the wall and you and I ran into it stupidly."

This was something to be happy about. Harry laughed twice, and Ron seemed to have thought of that time, Speeding Adventures. It was really exciting to think about it now. The stupid two people flew into the sky before they remembered to turn on the cloaking device, and were seen by several Muggles. For this reason, they were very honored to wait for the Daily Prophet. This is not something that everyone can wait for. The regular visitors there are, of course, Cornelius Fudge, and Professor Gilderoy Lockhart before the accident. I don’t know how Professor Gilderoy is doing in the United States.

Of course, the speeding process is not just a little memory. Chasing the train is unavoidable. Ron, who was confused about the speed, came to the train track early, and the Hogwarts Express came from behind the two people. If the performance of the car were not good, maybe two people would be destroyed under the train.

"It wasn't until I boarded the Hogwarts Express that I felt that my dream became real. I still remember the way you knocked on the door and entered the compartment. I was curious why you were not with your brothers. But... This is also great, the boy with the mouse, Banban was really fat at that time. "

Harry thought of the spot on Ron's leg. This stupid mouse had buried its entire body in a snack box, and he ate it happily.

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

Harry said without hesitation, and Ron's originally agitated face seemed to become a little darker.

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

"You were my first friend, followed by Fan Lin and Hermione. Although we were all strangers at the beginning of school, you even made Hermione cry. Then that day when the troll came in, I still... I remember Fanlin looked very panicked when he couldn't find Hermione. Then... we worked together to defeat him. You just use the levitation spell that Hermione taught you in class and flick it... Professor Welliver's professor. The method is really interesting.”

Harry suddenly remembered that he seemed to have done nothing but throw some broken women's sneakers, and Harry couldn't help but laugh.

"She must have been frightened when Professor McGonagall came over. Hermione also took the initiative to take responsibility. That was the first time the two of us scored points for Gryffindor."

This was something that Harry was proud of. Before this, he had always been the one who had points deducted.

"We became friends... very good friends, which made me very happy. In such a short period of time, I made three great friends. I still remember the first time I met that monster in the Forbidden Forest. Fanlin stepped forward and the two of us persisted with the magic spell for a long time, which made Fanlin start to doubt Rocky. It turned out that Fanlin's suspicion was correct, and he could always think of places we couldn't think of. "

As if he felt it was particularly good to say no in front of Ron, Harry snorted lightly and skipped this part.

"We looked for traces of the Sorcerer's Stone together, and finally we went to the forbidden area on the third floor. We crossed Maomao and the Devil's Net. Hermione's spells were really effective. I still remember riding a broomstick in the sky. Flying with a bunch of keys, that bunch of keys was really scary, they penetrated the door panels.”

"Then there is you, Ron..." Harry said sincerely, "You played the most exciting game of chess in Hogwarts. Without you, none of us would have been able to pass Professor McGonagall's giant wizard chess array. Without you, You, I don’t think there’s anything we can do to stop Rocky from stealing the Philosopher’s Stone, and then that man will be resurrected, Ron!”

"There is also the second grade, your and my flying adventures. It was a really exciting journey. After that, Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets was opened. When everyone thought that I was the murderer, it was you and only you who were willing to believe it. I, because of your presence, am extremely looking forward to returning to Hogwarts after the vacation.”

Harry paused. After saying so many words, he couldn't help but feel a little short-circuited. Harry looked at Ron expectantly.

"So, we have not abandoned you, and we will not abandon you, but please don't give up on us so easily, Ron... we are friends."

"Maybe you are the only one who thinks so." Ron said hoarsely, "I...I don't know what to do. I know I shouldn't treat Fanlin and Hermione like that. I obviously know Hermione...but I just …”

"What is it, Ron?" Harry asked, "Listen to me, man, Vanlin and Hermione won't blame you. Everyone is worried about you. Maybe you did something wrong, which caused a rift between us. It's unpleasant, but... we are still friends, and that's enough."

"Do they think so too?" Ron's words revealed a hint of bitterness.

"I promise, Ron!" Harry said swornly, "Fan Lin and Hermione must have thought so. Hermione wanted to take the initiative to talk to you several times. If it weren't for you... your state is really... It’s too bad, we see all this.”

"Is this true?" Ron's voice suddenly rose, 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 speechlessly, "You still don't understand? If the two of them don't think so, then why should I take the initiative to reconcile you with them. Of course, I have a big problem here. Part of me thinks, but Fanlin will definitely accept it, and besides, you have been too modest with Hermione. There is nothing that can't be resolved between friends, so why don't you understand?" (To be continued)