Lan Xi was awakened by a piercing voice again. Accompanied by a violent knock on the door, a woman kept shouting," Get up, get up!”，Then, the sound of footsteps getting further and further away, and the sound of a pot being placed on the stove.
She sat up straight in a daze and shook her dizzy head. Her eyes gradually cleared up, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a helpless smile.
Yes, she was Harry now? Potter, the infamous unlucky boy.
In his previous life, Lan Xi was the disciple of the sect master of one of the top ten sects in the cultivation world. She had been mischievous since she was young. After her master ascended to the Immortal World, no one suppressed her and she caused chaos in the sect, and she was kicked to the Dragon Division by the elders on the grounds that her state of mind was unstable and she needed to enter the world to cultivate. A few years later, Lan Xi realized that her cultivation was about to break through to the Leaving Aperture realm. She decided to return to the mountain to cultivate for a period of time, but she was delayed by a temporary mission.
At that time, there were many cases of missing babies all over the country. They followed the clues to Mount Fuji in Japan. After breaking through the obstacles and reaching the top, a snake with eight heads was sliding down from the blood-stained altar. Some members of the Dragon Team exclaimed,"The Hakone Serpent has broken through the seal!" Kill it before it recovers its full strength!”。After a few days of bitter fighting, everyone was exhausted. Before the Hakone Serpent died, it released a shocking attack. A brutal and dark aura enveloped the top of the mountain. Under the desperate gazes of the members of the Dragon Division, Blue Tide gritted her teeth and flew up. She hugged the Hakone Serpent and exploded her Nascent Soul, turning into a bloody rain with it.
Just when she thought that she would turn into ashes, her heart felt extremely peaceful. In a trance, she felt the Blue Water Bracelet on her hand flash with blue light and suck her primordial spirit in. After an unknown period of time, she woke up and was shocked to find that not only had she lost all her cultivation, but she had also turned into a ten-year-old boy. After spending the night fusing Harry? After recalling Potter's memories, he accepted this identity and the countless troubles that he could foresee in the future with a feeling of 'since I'm here, I'll take it as it is'.
Exhaling, Lan Xi-no, it was Harry now-Harry crawled through his messy hair, fumbled for his ill-fitting clothes, put on his glasses, and lazily opened the cupboard door.
Harry's aunt, Petunia? Desri walked over.
"Hurry up. I want you to look after the roast meat. If it burns, I'll make you pay. It's Dudley's birthday, and I want everything to be the best.”
Harry made his way quietly toward the kitchen.
Everything was the best? I hope so. thought Harry wickedly. Having read the original novel, he knew what was going to happen today. In fact, he was already looking forward to the surprise brought by the snake from Brazil. Harry remembered, after all, that he had spent most of his time under the Dursleys 'jeers. Although he wasn't the one suffering, it didn't stop him from seeking justice for the former Harry. He was the little devil that everyone in the Skyheart Sect had a headache over. When he was in the Dragon Division, he had pretended to be a lady for a few years in order to maintain the image of a so-called righteous sect. His heart had long been restless.
Uncle Vernon came into the kitchen as Harry turned the roast.
"Comb your hair!"
Even though he had been prepared, Harry was still displeased by the disgust in the roar. She rolled her eyes and ignored him. After putting the roasted meat on the plate, she began to fry the eggs again.
When Dudley and Aunt Petunia entered the kitchen, Harry had to look down and pretend to be frying eggs, trying not to laugh. Knowing what Dudley looked like was one thing, and seeing him was another. Looking at that big, pink face, he suddenly thought of a pet pig that a senior sister once raised. Of course, it was more than twice as big.
He set the fried eggs and roast meat on the table and buried himself in his own. Uncle Vernon coaxed Dudley, who was throwing a tantrum about two missing presents.
I really don't know how lucky I am. I've never received a birthday present from my parents in my previous life. Harry thought gloomily, his heart gurgling.
Aunt Petunia answered a phone call and angrily announced that Mrs. Figg had broken her leg and could not take Harry with her. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia argued and decided to let Harry go to the zoo with them.
Dudley saw that pretending to cry would not change his decision, so he reluctantly shut his mouth.
If it wasn't for the fact that I wanted to see you make a fool of yourself, I wouldn't have wanted to go to the zoo. I've seen Yamata-no-Orochi before, hmph hmph.
Harry grumbled, stuffing eggs into his mouth.
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Although the zoo incident had given Harry enough to prove that he was indeed a Parseltongue, it had also given him the harshest punishment he had ever received. The Dursleys never seemed to want to see him again, and Uncle Vernon kept him in his cramped cupboard for more than a month, only letting him out at night to get something to eat in the kitchen.
Of course, Harry was glad to be left alone.
Although he had sensed the thoughts of animals countless times and could even control them to do things for him, this was the first time he had talked to an animal directly.
Harry stroked the scar on his forehead and frowned, realizing that it represented a connection to Voldemort.
He was Voldemort's seventh Horcrux, Harry thought, and it was disgusting to have a fragment of another person's soul in him.
Harry raised his right hand, and with a thought, a pale green bracelet appeared on his wrist.
Although he did not know why the Jade Water Bracelet had followed him to this world, the countless collections in the bracelet were indeed one of the things that he had relied on to calm down and accept his fate.
Pills, magic treasures, spirit stones, materials for refining pills and weapons, the treasures that he had plundered in the Skyheart Sect for decades, and the large pile of gifts that he was preparing to pack up before returning to the mountain. Although the Skyheart Sect's mental cultivation technique, the Mysterious Heaven Art, never allowed the Jade Eye Slip to wander outside, as the sect master's precious disciple, he naturally knew all the mental cultivation techniques from the First Heaven to the Ninth Heaven.
Harry patted the bracelet on his hand, feeling very emotional.
Fortunately, he had always been a good eater, and the bracelet contained the most food. Otherwise, he would have starved to death before he could become a hero in the magical world. The British's eating habits were really hard to understand.
He took out a Foundation-Building Pill, closed his eyes, and swallowed it. He felt a chill rise in his stomach. He focused his mind and controlled the chill to circulate through his meridians for a large cycle before returning to his dantian.
During this time, a strange energy with an unknown aura was converted into a part of Ethereal Force. After studying it for a long time, Harry finally determined that it was a wizard's magic power. Since he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, he simply ignored it.
After the completion of the Foundation Establishment, the sky was already bright. Harry smelled the stench on his body, pinched his nose, and cast a dust removal spell on himself. After the environment was refreshed, most of the True Core Strength in his body was gone. Harry pursed his lips and sighed at the long way to go, listening for any movement outside.
Last night, he had been too rash to reach Foundation Establishment without anyone watching over him or protecting him with an array. Although the Foundation Establishment Heart Technique of the Skyheart Sect was similar to the Mysterious Heaven Art, which could conceal one's aura and prevent any spiritual energy fluctuations from spreading out, it would not attract the suspicion of some people in the dark. However, if Dudley or Uncle Vernon had knocked on the door on a whim, he would have become the first disciple of the Skyheart Sect to die from Foundation Establishment. Qi deviation was no joke.
However, the sense of crisis brought by Voldemort forced him to take a risk. He had to improve his strength as soon as possible and solve the matter of the soul fragment as soon as possible. He clearly remembered that he would be going to Hogwarts soon, and the chances of building a foundation without being discovered under Dumbledore's nose were too small. Before entering school, he had to cultivate to at least the Third Heaven. His current identity was really too dangerous.
The spiritual energy in the secular world was thin, and Harry did not want to use it to cultivate. There were plenty of spirit stones in the Jade Water Bracelet, so he only needed to absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit stones. In his previous life, his mental cultivation had already reached the Leaving Aperture realm. Now, he only needed to improve his martial arts. It was much better than suppressing his cultivation and improving his mental cultivation in the secular world.
Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia seemed to have gone out, Dudley and a group of friends were fooling around in the living room, and Harry, with his chin in his hand and a bored yawn, did not dare to continue his practice and began to sort out the collection in the bracelet.
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Soon after the summer holidays, Harry was permitted to emerge from the cupboard and, before Uncle Vernon could say anything, he darted into the bathroom. Back when he went to Africa for a mission, he had always brought along a magical equipment that could store water to satisfy his daily bathing needs. He had been in this world for more than a month now. Although the Desleys hadn't forbidden him from showering because of his confinement, he still felt uneasy when he thought about his status as a boy. He hadn't even gone to the bathroom. Even though he was not tainted by dust after cultivating, not taking a bath for more than a month was still beyond his tolerance limit.
After a messy scrub, Harry put on his clothes and looked at himself carefully in the mirror. Her skin, which had become crystal clear and fair due to cultivation, was slightly pink from the heat. Her green eyes looked watery as if they were hiding a clear spring. His leisurely smile made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze and unconsciously relaxed. Her messy hair obediently leaned against her ear, flowing with a moving luster. Clothes…Cough, he skipped over them.
God, no, Merlin, how am I supposed to go out like this?
Harry felt like he had been struck by lightning and wailed silently in the steamy bathroom.
Sniffing, Harry searched his mind for the Transfiguration Chant. He closed his eyes, and the person in the mirror began to change.
Although her skin was still fair, it was no longer so tender that it made people want to bite it. Her hair was slightly messy, and she looked very energetic. A few strands of hair hung down from her forehead, just enough to cover the lightning-shaped scar. Harry opened his eyes, a look of surprise on his thin face. With a faint smile and a hint of innocence and uneasiness in his green eyes, he looked like a delicate and shy little boy.
Looking in the mirror with satisfaction, Harry thought, This kid is quite handsome.
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With the excuse that his eyes were uncomfortable, Harry took off his tattered glasses. Dudley was running around with a bunch of brawny, simple-minded fellows, and chasing Harry was his favorite activity. Every time, Harry would run away as fast as he could. In his heart, he kept reminding himself that " impulse is the devil " and began to reflect on whether he had done too many bad things in the past, and now retribution had come.
Every night, when he practiced the Mysterious Heaven Mantra, Harry would persist until his meridians were tingling with pain before he stopped. After consolidating and adapting, he would start practicing crazily again. Because he had already cultivated to the 6th Sky in his previous life, he knew the problems he would encounter during the cultivation process like the back of his hand. He also had a large amount of spirit stones stored up, so Harry quickly cultivated to the 3rd Sky. He stopped his training and carefully forced out the soul fragment of Voldemort from the scar on his forehead. He imprisoned it in the black jade and refined it into a magic weapon that could sense Voldemort's whereabouts. With his biggest concern gone, Harry was no longer in a hurry to rush to the next stage. He began to use his True Core Strength to nourish his meridians, which were about to be overwhelmed.
During the day, Harry spent as much time as he could wandering around, counting on his fingers when the Hogwarts notice would arrive.
One day in July, Aunt Petunia took Dudley to London to buy his school uniform, leaving Harry with Mrs. Figg.
Harry had always had respect for the old woman who had been secretly protecting him and testifying for him under pressure from the Ministry of Magic, even if he had a terrible impression of her in his original memory. Harry stood in front of Mrs. Figg's house, watching Aunt Petunia and Dudley leave, then put away the frustration on his face and knocked on the ajar door. After hearing the words " please come in ", he walked into the dark and cold living room with a smile.
The furniture in the living room looked very old, exuding a sense of decay. There were also a few black-and-white photos hanging on the wall.
Mrs. Figg was lying in a rocking chair, her eyes half-closed as if she was taking a nap. A few cats were lazily lying at her feet. Perhaps it was because she tripped over the kittens and broke her leg, so she didn't like to hold them as much as she used to.
She told Harry to watch television and gave him a piece of chocolate cake.
Harry put aside the cake that seemed to have been there for a few years, turned on the TV, and considerately lowered the volume, pretending to watch it with great interest. Sitting in a chair with his back to Mrs. Figg, he peered at the pictures, trying to catch a wink or a small smile.
Harry regretted that the photographs had not changed much until he had left.
Dudley showed off his new school uniform that night. When Harry saw the school uniform Aunt Petunia had prepared for him the next day, he celebrated the fact that he would never have the chance to wear it.
At breakfast, Harry heard the sound of a mailbox, put down his knife and fork, and ran to the door. He picked up the three letters on the floor, paying no attention to the other two, staring at the envelope that read: Mr. Potter finished his sentence and laughed secretly.
Opening the envelope, Harry saw a purple wax seal over the coat of arms: A lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake formed a large letter "h."
"Come on," shouted Uncle Vernon from the kitchen."What are you doing? Are you opening the bomb inside the letter?"
To you guys, this is indeed a bomb.
Harry thought happily as he trotted back into the kitchen.
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The night was long, and he had no mood to sleep.
Late at night, on a rock group by the sea, there was a dilapidated house that was about to collapse.
Leaning against the cold wall, Harry listened to Dudley's snores and the deep thunder as if he were enjoying a symphony.
Even at a distance, he could clearly see the glowing watch on Dudley's wrist, who was turning eleven in five minutes. There was a squeaking sound at last through the wind and rain, and he stretched, determined that he had to find a way to get rid of the punctual behavior of the Hogwarts keykeepers.
What kind of person was he? He didn't even think about whether his body was suitable for night activities. Even if he couldn't scare people, it wouldn't be good to scare the flowers and plants. After waiting for the longest few hours of his life, Harry finally couldn't hold back his complaints.
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The crumbling door fell heavily to the ground, and a giant bent down and barely managed to get into the hut. His long, messy hair and tangled beard almost covered his face, revealing only a pair of beetle-like eyes.
After putting the door back in its original position, he turned around and said,"Can't you give me a cup of tea? The journey was really tough!"
After the Desleys were awakened, they quickly curled up into a ball at the foot of the wall, wishing they could disappear into thin air. Dudley looked like he was going to scream, but Aunt Petunia put a hand over his mouth. Aunt Petunia's hands were not small, but it was still difficult to do this, and Dudley's whimpering was blocked by Uncle Vernon.
"Harry, there you are!" said the giant.
Harry took a couple of steps back, looked at him uneasily, and asked,"Who are you? How did you recognize me?"
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Hagrid, Rubeus? Hagrid, Keeper of Hogwarts 'keys.”Hagrid ignored his guarded look, his dark eyes smiling, and he reached out to shake Harry's hand, almost lifting him up.
"Hogwarts? What's that?"
Harry caught a glimpse of Uncle Vernon turning livid.
" You don't know?"
"Sorry, I've never heard of it.”
Hagrid looked surprised.
Harry looked at him innocently. He had tried this expression many times in front of the mirror. It was definitely a necessary skill for traveling at home, traveling in the world, and cheating!
" Sorry?!" Hagrid began to shout, turning to spit at the Dursleys, whose faces were as pale as vegetables. I know you didn't get my letter, but I never thought you didn't even know about Hogwarts! Have you never wondered where your parents learned these things from?”
"Learn what?" Harry began to add fuel to the fire.
Hagrid was so angry that he was about to tear the house down. He bellowed at Uncle Vernon,"Don't tell me this boy-this boy! You don't know anything about the whole thing!"
Uncle Vernon was almost petrified, Aunt Petunia's hand shook, and Dudley began to scream.
"Shut up!"
Hagrid commanded loudly, waving his umbrella at Dudley.
A purple light flashed and a pig's tail came out of his pants.
Aunt Petunia joined in the screaming. Harry rubbed his ears and regretfully decided to let this rare comedy end as soon as possible to protect his hearing.
"Mr. Hagrid," He tugged at Hagrid's sleeve and said, trembling slightly,"Is there anything you can tell me about my parents?"”
"Of course," said Hagrid, managing to calm himself, while Uncle Vernon took the opportunity to drag Aunt Petunia and Dudley into another room.”She closed the door.
"You can't go to Hogwarts knowing nothing.”
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