Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

As his brain throbbed, Harry also recalled the dream he had just had.

In his dream, he looked down at many wizards, their faces obscured by black cloaks, kneeling on the ground, showing them extraordinary respect to "him".

They cried out: "The brave and great Dark Lord has descended upon the wizarding world, bringing new reforms to it!"
Each of us is both a torchbearer and a spreader of the flames of change throughout the wizarding world, bringing new hope!

In his dream, he traveled to many places following the perspective he had been presented to.

Every time the wizard went to a new place, he had to kneel down and say similar things.

Harry spent so long in his dream that he could hardly distinguish his real self from the person in the dream, and almost thought that he was the person in the dream.

Until a sudden change occurred in the dream, a kneeling wizard, taking advantage of everyone's lowered heads and inattention, suddenly stretched out his wand and cast the Avada Kedavra Curse on "him"!
This spell instantly woke Harry from his sleep.

Even after Harry was awakened from his sleep, he could still feel the lingering fear emanating from that eerie, cold, emotionless, and malevolent green magical flame.

“The Avada Kedavra curse… I felt very familiar with it in my dream, and when that curse came at me, I wasn’t afraid at all.”

"Was that me? But something feels off."

A hint of doubt flashed in Harry's eyes.

Rather than calling it a dream, he felt that these were memories hidden deep in his mind.

How could the events in a dream be so real?
He felt that these were all scenes he had experienced before, but he had just forgotten them for a while.

But if these really are his own memories, that doesn't make sense either. He didn't experience those scenes at all. Why were those wizards in black cloaks so unusually respectful to him?
Suddenly at that moment, Harry remembered that Lin Xia had occasionally mentioned to them the concept of "reincarnation" in the East.

A thought popped into Harry's mind: "Could these memories be from my past life?"

Thinking this way, Harry was no longer so panicked by these suddenly appearing memories.

According to Lin Xia, if a person awakens the memories of their reincarnation, they can rely on the experience brought by their previous life's memories to embark on cultivation again, and their progress will be much faster than that of others.

They can even use the memories of their previous life to break through to a realm that they couldn't reach in their previous life.

Ron was curious about Lin Xiati's statement and asked, "So, does the concept of reincarnation only bring benefits and no drawbacks?"

Harry still remembers Lin Xia's answer.

"Everything in the world is relative. The memories of a reincarnated body can bring both benefits and drawbacks."

The merging of two memories often makes one wonder whether they are the person they are now or the person they were in a previous life.

Some people experience confusion between their two sets of memories, occasionally believing they existed in a past life while being torn between their present memories, leading to mental instability and being mistaken for having a mental illness. However, this problem is actually quite easy to solve.

Harry, listening at that moment, couldn't help but ask, "How do we solve this?"

Lin Xia smiled faintly and replied calmly, "The solution is simple: just firmly believe that the person you are in this life is the real person, and the memories of the previous life are just memories of the previous life."

The past self has vanished with reincarnation; the memories left behind are merely life experiences and insights, meant to serve the present self, not to make the present self desperately search for the past.

Harry thought to himself, “If the scenes in my dreams are all memories of my reincarnation, it’s normal for me to feel confused and disoriented.”

All I need to do is clarify my current identity: I am Harry Potter, a student at Hogwarts, not the revered stranger from my dreams.

After he figured it out, he breathed a sigh of relief, felt completely relaxed, and became more at ease.

He used to have nightmares, and seeing these memories would make him uneasy, afraid that he had done something wrong to the wizarding world in his dreams.

But once Harry realized that these were just memories from his previous life, he felt relieved.

The person I was in my previous life is dead and has no connection to the person I am in this life.

Even if he was a wicked dark wizard in his previous life, that was only in his previous life.

When a person dies, a new journey begins.

He wants to live his life well now, and all he can do is try to absorb fragments of memories from his previous life, gain useful knowledge, and better serve his present life.

But thinking about this, Li started to have a headache again.

In the dream, I was adept at all kinds of dark magic, especially the most difficult to use and considered the most advanced dark magic in the wizarding world—the "Avada Kedavra" from the Unforgivable Curse, which was my most proficient spell in the dream.

He wasn't sure how talented he was in dark magic, but Harry had a feeling that if he were asked to use the Avada Kedavra curse at this moment, he might actually be able to.

Given the current state of the wizarding world, possessing such powerful and advanced dark magic doesn't seem like a good thing.

Because of this incident, Harry woke up from his sleep and couldn't fall back asleep at all. He kept his eyes open and thought about things, and managed to stay awake all night.

The next day.

Ron woke up and was startled to see Harry at the sink.

"Harry, what did you do last night? Did you sneak out for a night stroll while we were sleeping? Why do you look so haggard?"

Ron's shouting also caught Mikel's attention.

He looked at Harry, equally surprised.

"Harry, you have dark circles under your eyes, your skin is pale, and you don't look well. Are you sick?"

Mikel said worriedly, "Why don't you ask the professor for leave today and go to the infirmary first?"

Given Harry's current condition, no matter how much the professor rushes him, he wouldn't feel comfortable letting Harry participate in the assessment in this state.

Maybe someone will collapse on the ground while they're being tested.

Harry, lost in thought, forced a smile upon hearing this and said to them:

"I had a headache when I woke up this morning, so I was going to the infirmary to get some potions. Don't worry, I probably just have a cold."

He turned to look at Ron, "Recently, we've been testing knowledge-sharing games every day. We're so busy that we fall asleep as soon as we get back to the dorm. We don't have any extra energy to go out at night."
I'm just not feeling well; I'll just go to the infirmary.

Ron left the dormitory, glancing back every few steps. Before leaving, he reminded her, "Go and see Madam Pomfrey. You haven't been feeling well since you came back from Hogsmeade, and you also went through a crisis, staying at St. Mungo's for several days."

I'm a little worried that your treatment hasn't fully cured you. Let Mrs. Pomfrey give you a thorough examination. If it's still not healed, then you can be hospitalized at St. Mungo's."

Harry smiled and nodded at him.

After Mikel and Ron left the common room, Mikel asked about Harry. "You just said he hasn't been feeling well since returning from Hogsmeade. Did something happen?"

Ron hesitated for a moment. In the past, he would have been impatient to bring this up with Mikel.

But recently, his relationship with Mikel has improved. Although they are not very close friends, they can be considered ordinary friends with a decent relationship.

So he began, "You should know what Harry did in Hogsmeade, right?"

Mikel nodded: "Yes, many newspapers published Harry's heroic deeds those days. He drew Gryffindor's sword and killed an evil god."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief: "You know quite a lot. You can understand the other things by thinking about them. Don't be fooled by the fact that he killed the evil god. It wasn't because of his power, but because of the power of the sword."

Harry had some difficulty wielding the sword, and after killing the evil god, he collapsed to the ground, reportedly having all his magic drained, possibly at a cost.

I didn't ask for specifics, and they wouldn't have told me anyway. All I know is that the doctor at St. Mungo's said he needed to recuperate and would be weak for a while.

Mikel suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

He appeared to agree on the surface, but inwardly he was pondering the matter.

When I first read the original novel and watched the movie adaptation, I was amazed that the main characters were so young yet could use powerful spells to thwart the Death Eaters' plots time and time again.

The spells they used seemed to be exactly the same strength as those used by adult wizards.

But once they arrived in the real magical world, they discovered that spells also have varying degrees of intensity.

Adult wizards, relying on their abundant magical power, can unleash far greater power with ordinary spells than novice wizards.

In the novel, the main characters use the items and achieve remarkable results, seemingly without suffering any damage.

However, in the real world of magic, using power that one cannot control is actually very harmful to the body.

Mikel thought about it and felt somewhat relieved that he had stopped blindly pursuing the system to give him powerful spells.

With the magic power he possesses, he is completely unable to unleash the effects of those powerful spells; on the contrary, it is highly likely that he will be drained of his own energy.

The most terrifying thing is to be unable to use magic at crucial moments and thus be forced to take a beating.

Mikel thought for a moment and asked, "You mentioned earlier that there was another crisis during your hospitalization. What happened then?"

This time, Ron remained silent for even longer, his eyebrows furrowed together.

Seeing this, Mikel was about to suggest that if it was difficult to answer, then perhaps he shouldn't answer at all.

The next second, Ron said, "Actually, it's not something that can't be talked about. The wizards who were hospitalized in St. Mungo's back then all know what happened. It caused quite a stir."

Harry mysteriously disappeared from his hospital room. The wizards at St. Mungo's, who were treating him, all mobilized to search for him, fearing he might be kidnapped by Death Eaters. In the end, even Headmaster Dumbledore was called in.

I wasn't at St. Mungo's at the time, but the professors still came to my house to inquire about Harry's whereabouts.

I don't know where Harry went either. Later, I got sick and was hospitalized, and went to St. Mungo's for a checkup. By then, Harry had already returned.

Ron didn't mention what illness Harry had or why he suddenly shrunk to the size of a child.

Mikel sighed inwardly, and his expression betrayed his feelings.

"Looking at it this way, Harry's winter break was truly full of misfortunes!"

Ron's face showed agreement; that's exactly right.

So when he saw Harry like this, he worried that his injury might have relapsed.

Mikel suddenly asked, "Have you noticed that since you came to Hogwarts, you and Harry seem to get injured every other day, more often than other young wizards?"

Ron thought for a moment and nodded seriously: "I didn't realize it until you said it, but now that you've mentioned it, it seems like it really happens frequently."

Mikel sincerely suggested, "Why don't you take some time to learn some first aid? If you ever get injured and there's no wizard around to help you, you can bandage yourself. Also, keep some extra medicine on you, just in case."

Ron was touched, feeling that Mikel truly considered him a friend for saying those things.

He said, "I have this idea, and I'll ask Mrs. Pomfrey about it later."

Upon arriving at the laboratory where the assessment was being conducted, Ron asked the professor for leave for Harry, and the professor agreed without hesitation, as if he had already received the relevant information.

In fact, the two young wizards didn't need to worry; the school valued Harry's health even more than they did.

Ron urged Harry to join the evaluation team, and the list was sent to Professor McGonagall a long time ago.

As the vice-principal, she devised all the school's strategies in Dumbledore's absence.

McGonagall approved Harry's application to participate in the assessment because she believed that having Harry around would allow the professors to immediately notice his condition and intervene if anything was wrong.

This is both surveillance and protection.

Both McGonagall and the professors busy with the level-based mini-games knew this.

Harry's ability to hold on until now has already exceeded the expectations of many professors.

They all thought Harry was fully recovered, but now that they see him, they feel like "it's finally here."

Neither Ron nor Mikel noticed anything amiss with the professor and continued with the assessment as usual.

In the infirmary, Harry asked Madam Pomfrey for some medicine.

Madam Pomfrey was shocked to see Harry's haggard appearance and said in an incredibly loud voice:
"Harry, my God, what happened to you? Did you go out for a night stroll?"

Harry quickly shook his head: "Madam, I just had some insomnia yesterday and couldn't sleep. I didn't go out for a night stroll."

Pomfrey looked intently at Harry's expression and asked, "You really didn't go out at night?"

Harry said seriously, "No."

Pomfrey muttered to himself, "But the way you look doesn't seem like you have insomnia; it's more like you're possessed by something unclean."

This statement startled Harry. (End of Chapter)