Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 451 Confused Memory

In the dark basement, the box containing Peter Pettigrew emitted a ray of white light when Ron mentioned the story of Momotaro.

Like the light of a movie theater projected onto a screen, the mottled stone wall became flat, and the figures of Ron and Harry appeared.

A purple sofa suddenly appeared out of thin air, and Ryan sat cross-legged on it. Penelope and Kate also sat on Ryan's left and right with curious looks on their faces.

"This is?"

"Is this the surprise you mentioned, little brat?" Penelope and Kate looked at the image on the wall.

"Next, please watch Harry Potter and the Dark Lord!" Ryan cleared his throat and waved his hand gently. A wooden table filled with snacks and drinks appeared in front of them.

And on the wall, that is, in the Black house, the conversation between Ron and Harry also came to a critical point.

"Harry, the magic level of the person in that world is about the same as yours, so why can he control the Pluto dragon?" Ron's question was like a flash of lightning, bringing a moment of clarity to Harry's dark thoughts.

"Ron, give me Doraemon, turn to the first few pages where Luke Skywalker feeds Momotaro to Pluto Dragon!" Harry remembered the scene that flashed by when Ron turned the page just now.

Therein might lie the means of defeating that Harry.

After all, the prerequisite for rejection and acceptance is that he must be the winner.

Now is the time to verify!

"The villain Dr. Sabo was able to summon the Pluto Dragon because of his strong hatred, which was so strong that he was willing to abandon his own life and destroy the entire inner earth world."

"The effect of Luke's Momotaro rice balls was discovered by Dr. Sabo. Let me see. In the end, Luke relied on love to resolve Dr. Sabo's hatred, and found the right time to let the temporarily inactive Pluto dragon eat Momotaro's rice balls." Looking at the comic that Ron had opened, Harry analyzed as he read.

This also reminded him of the scene in the mirror when he summoned Pluto Dragon.

His face looked grim, as if he was performing some advanced black magic that required negative emotions.

"Does the Pluto Dragon require negative emotions to be summoned?"

"But if that me had so many negative emotions, why did he just drive me out of the mirror world?" Harry muttered to himself in confusion.

Ryan smiled slightly.

Whether someone turns evil depends on the person. Some people will destroy the world after turning evil, but some people just smooth their hair, put on a second-hand suit, and dance awkwardly on the street.

The same is true for Harry in the opposite world.

Even though he was evil, all he wanted was to monopolize the mirror world and drive out the only intelligent life - Harry who broke in from the outside world.

"Maybe it's because all the negative emotions are fed to the Pluto Dragon?" Ron guessed.

"Harry, do you really not need me to accompany you in?" Ron asked again.

"No, the me in that world became visible because of my appearance. There is only him in the whole world, and he only has that world."

"Your entry may also lead to the emergence of another Ron in that world."

"It's difficult to deal with me alone, let alone you." Harry curled his lips.

In that opposite world, there is no intelligent life except the mirror beasts.

That Harry was only born because he became aware of the mirror world and even accidentally entered it.

This time he went in, it was more like a recovery than a victory over that him.

That him is the dark side of his heart.

Harry somehow knew it the first time he saw him.

Harry ignored Ron, who mistakenly thought Harry thought he was great and was grinning from ear to ear.

He walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the door and reached in.

This time, he no longer needed to constantly destroy mirrors to find the passage.

That channel is in his heart.

In other words, a wizard who has entered the mirror once will learn the magic of entering the opposite world inside the mirror.

This kind of magic is more like what Tonks said, something innate and almost instinctive.

A chill, as if falling into cold water, flashed across his body. The next second, a mansion with decoration and layout completely opposite to the Black family appeared in front of him.

Harry looked ahead, at the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the mirror world, and he stepped gently into it again.

In the opposite world, he can travel through space through mirrors, or even through the surface of a lake that can reflect his own image in a broad sense, and emerge from another mirror.

At this moment, Harry emerged from the 'mirror' of the puddles on the roadside.

What appeared before him was a ruin, the left side of the top floor room had been blown up.

He knew where this was.

This is Godric's Hollow, the old house of the Potter family.

A place he had never been to in the real world.

And that guy is here too.

He seemed to possess all the memories from birth to the present, including those he had forgotten and sunk into the sea of ​​subconsciousness.

When he first entered the mirror world, he was pulled here.

Then there was a disastrous defeat.

With a harsh sound of metal grinding, the rusty iron door opened.

Harry looked at the figure behind the iron gate as if he were looking in a mirror.

"Hello, me."

“I have it all.”

"Are you so fascinated by this dead world?" Harry, who was supposed to be his negative incarnation, said these words calmly.

It's like telling a friend you've known for a long time a warning from your heart.

"Sure enough, you don't know." Harry clenched his right fist and knocked his head, regretting his stupidity.

"do not know?"

"I am you. I know and understand everything about you."

"You want a sneak attack?"

"Use the dark spell you invented?"

"Yes, the mirror reflects reality because of the refraction of light, but you forgot one thing. I am you too."

"I also know the solution to that spell."

"Come out! My anger!" He, who was calm just now, changed his expression.

Harry never imagined that he would see an expression on his face.

As the words fell, he waved his wand, and the water vapor in the sky condensed together to form a smooth horizontal surface.

A huge head emerged from the plane.

Red scales, golden mane around the neck, black-gold eyes, and a terrifying roar that could attract, boil, and make the wizard's magic power go out of control.

"In your memory, how many people are there in our dormitory?" Harry looked calmly at the head of Plutosaurus that was getting closer and closer to him.

"Seven?" he replied impatiently.

"So, which ones?" Harry smiled with confidence.

"Want to delay time? No problem, it's invincible!"

"Ron, Neville, Michael, Terry, Anthony, me, and - and -" Harry, who had the lightning scar on the right side of his forehead, covered his forehead with his hands.

"This is why I came here, at this golden time when I'm about to get engaged." Harry looked at himself calmly.

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