Chapter 1177

Harry, bleeding, clutched his right hand tightly with his left hand.

He gasped, cursing in a whisper, and shouldered the door to his bedroom.

Then came the sound of breaking China He kicked down a cup of herbal tea at the door of his bedroom.

"Terrible!"

Harry looked around. The platform outside 4 Privet Drive was deserted. This trap may be considered a less successful prank by Dudley. Harry raised his bleeding hand, scraped the pieces of the teacup together and threw it into the full bin in the bedroom door.

Harry had four days left to be able to use magic without restriction, which was extremely annoying and irritating - but he had to admit that the wound on his finger would shake him.

Now he doesn't even know how to deal with the wound, but now he has to think about it Especially for the plans he's about to implement

This seems to be a big loophole in his magic. Harry reminds himself that he must ask van Lin and Hermione what to do.

As he thought, he wiped the tea off the floor with a roll of paper towel, then slammed the door behind him and went back to the bedroom.

Harry spent the whole morning picking up the box he was using at school. At last he found the thing that had just stabbed him. He recognized it immediately. It was a fragment of a magic mirror two inches long

It was given to him by his godfather Sirius, but it was bad, and now he is broken.

Harry set it aside and went through the rest of the box carefully, and there was nothing but powdery glass, like glowing gravel, that stuck to the bottom of the box.

Harry sat up and examined the irregular fragment of the mirror that had hurt him, but only saw his bright green eyes looking at him. He put the fragment on the bed in the unread Daily Prophet.

It took Harry another hour to empty the box completely, throw away the useless things, and put all the things left behind into different categories They may be needed some time in the future.

Harry piled up his school uniform and Quidditch uniform, crucible, parchment, quills and most of his textbooks in a corner. He didn't know what his uncle and aunt would do with them.

Maybe they are evidence of some terrible crime and burn them in the middle of the night. His Muggle clothes, invisibility cloak, potion box, some necessary books, the photo album Hagrid had given him, and his wand were all repackaged in an old canvas bag. In the front pocket was the map of the living point and the defensive ring that van Lin had given him. Now he could use it.

There was also a large stack of newspapers on his desk, next to his owl, Hedwig, the only creature that accompanied Harry on Privet Drive for the summer.

Harry got up from the ground, stretched himself out, and came to the desk.

Hedwig didn't move. He began to skim through the newspapers, then threw them into the dustbin one by one.

Hedwig is sleeping soundly Or pretending to be asleep, she was still angry at Harry for limiting the time she could fly out of the cage.

However, as Harry reached the bottom of the pile, his pace slowed down, and he began to look for a special issue he had just returned to Privet Drive. He remembered a small piece of news on the front page of that issue about Charlie Burbage, a professor of Muggle studies at Hogwarts.

At last he found it. The first time I saw Dumbledore when I was 11 years old, we first came to Hogwarts that day. What we have in common is that we both feel like outsiders.

I had the rash before I came to school, and although it won't infect again, the marked pockmarks and green skin on my face kept many people away from me.

Albus, on the other hand, came to Hogwarts with a notorious reputation for being hated. Nearly a year ago, his father, Percival, was convicted of blatant violence against three young Muggles.

Albus never denied the crimes committed by his father, who had died in Azkaban. On the contrary, when I summoned up the courage to ask him, he told me that he understood his father was guilty.

Since then, Dumbledore has refused to talk about the sadness, although many have tried to force him to speak. Some people even praised his father's behavior and conjectured that albus was also a man who hated Muggles. They were really wrong

Anyone who knows albus can prove that he has never shown any inclination against Muggles. In fact, his determination to Muggle made him many enemies in the following years.

This event lasted for several months, and albus' reputation was ruined by his father.

But at the end of his first year, he was no longer known as the son of a Muggle hater, but as one of the smartest students in the history of the school.

Those of us who are lucky enough to be his friends have benefited a lot, not only from his help and encouragement, but also from his usual generosity and generosity. Later, he admitted to me that at that time, he knew that his greatest ambition in life was teaching.Not only did he win every prize in his school, he soon began to write to many of the most famous people in the magical world at that time, including the famous alchemist nicoleme, the famous historian bashida bassaud, and the magic theorist ADBE wolfling.

Traces of his later publications can be found in several of his letters, such as today's metamorphosis, interesting challenges and practical potions. Dumbledore's future seemed destined to be brilliant at that time, but there has long been a question of why he did not become Minister of magic.

Although there were rumors in the following years, he never had the ambition to work in the Ministry. In our fourth year at Hogwarts, Albus's brother, aberforth, also entered school. There was nothing in common between the two men, and aberforth did not like reading at all, and preferred to settle disputes by duels rather than rational debates like albus.

However, it is not like some people think that the two brothers will become enemies. These two completely different boys get along very well. To be fair, living in albus' light is by no means a very comfortable experience for aberforth. As a friend of albus, the constant radiance of his body is not a very comfortable thing; as his brother, it is even more unpleasant.

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