All gods become gods

"Huh?" Harry rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked to where the sound came from, and found a snow-white owl outside the window, pecking at the window with its beak?

Harry and the snowy owl stared wide-eyed for a long while before realizing that they quickly jumped out of bed and opened the window.

Harry subconsciously remembered what Zhou Yi said to himself yesterday. The owl is a communication tool most commonly used by wizards, and its main duty is to send letters between wizards to communicate.

But, how could someone send a letter to himself?

"Cuckoo!" The snowy owl flew in and put the envelope in its claws on the table.

"Thank you, and...sorry, I don't seem to have any food here, may I get it for you?" Harry scratched his head, took a look at the letter, it was a letter wrapped in a heavy parchment envelope, and the address was Written in emerald green ink, unstamped, and addressed correctly - 5 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, room left, second floor, to Mr Harry Potter.

"Cuckoo!" Snowy Owl squinted at Harry, shook his head in a very humane way, flapped his wings, and flew towards the door.

"It seems that you have received the letter?" Zhou Yi, who appeared at the door, stretched out a hand to catch Mu Xue, smoothed her hair, and said.

"Mr. Zhou," Harry nodded, "yes, I have."

"Here is your admission letter, and a list of items that need to be purchased." Zhou Yi pointed to the letter in Harry's hand, "Come to the restaurant downstairs for dinner, you can read the letter slowly, by the way, let me introduce you , This is my owl, Snowy Owl, I call it Muxue."

"Okay, okay!" Harry nodded repeatedly.

While following Zhou Yi downstairs, Harry couldn't help but look down at the letter in his hand.

Turning the envelope over, Harry saw a wax seal, a coat of arms, and a large "H" surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake.

Harry opened the letter curiously, checked it, Zhou Yi didn't bother him, it's no wonder he didn't want to check it out when he received this kind of thing, it's better to wait for him to read it before eating.

【Hogwarts School

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Federation of Wizards, first-class great magician of Sir Merlin, chief magician of Wizengamot)

Dear Mr. Porter:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.

The school is scheduled to start on September [-]st, we have received your wish, please purchase the corresponding items to wait for the school to start】

"Zhou, it said that the school has received my wish?" Harry raised his head and looked at Zhou Yi who was eating a bowl of salted tofu nao. Harry didn't know why there were so many ways of making the same food, and The taste is still completely different...but he thinks both flavors are good, and obviously Zhou Yi is the same, because he eats a different flavor every day.

"Didn't I introduce it to you yesterday? Principal Dumbledore," Zhou Yi shrugged, "Now that the principal has already visited his home, naturally there is no need to ask any more."

"So it's like this..." Harry suddenly realized, and then he looked a little embarrassed, "It also said that I need to buy some things, but, but I have no money..."

"You are very rich, Harry, but you don't know it yourself," Zhou Yi waved his hand, "Okay, let's eat first, after dinner, I will take you to Gringotts, first show you your money, Then I will take you to buy the things you need to go to school."

"I'm rich?" Harry wondered, but immediately realized that it should be something left to him by his parents, whom he had never met... Thinking of this, Harry felt a little small Lost, but fortunately, in the past so many years, he has already gotten used to it.

"By the way, I'm going to file a lawsuit by the way," Zhou Yi sucked up the tofu brains in the bowl, "you must do what you say, don't you?"

……

In the car, Harry took out the second page of letter paper inside the envelope and checked it.

[Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry]

(uniform)

First-year students need:

1: Three sets of plain work gowns (black)

2. A plain peaked hat (black) for day wear

slightly……

(textbook)

All students are required to prepare the following books:

Standard Spells, Elementary, by Miranda Goshak

slightly……

(other equipment)

a wand

a crucible

A set of glass or crystal vials

slightly……

Students can blood bag an owl or a cat or a toad

Here is a special reminder, please parents advise, freshmen in first grade are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks]

"Magic wand..." Harry glanced at the dazzling pile of books or item names, and looked at the line of [a magic wand]. "Is this the tool you said before, the tool that ordinary wizards must use to cast spells?"

"Yes, that's right," Zhou Yi nodded, "Speaking of which, I'm curious, Harry, what material and core will your wand be made of?"

"I don't know either." Harry said blankly.

"So we need to go there." Zhou Yi said, stopping the car, "However, before that... I'll file a lawsuit first."

After entering the proceedings, Zhou Yi drove Harry to the Leaky Cauldron again.

From the outside, this was a dirty and small bar. If Zhou Yi hadn't said it, Harry wouldn't have noticed it at all. He always thought that the place where wizards come and go should be a very high-end place.

"Conceal, Harry, conceal, don't forget that wizards need to hide their identities in front of Muggles, that is, ordinary people, and cannot expose their existence, so the situation you think will basically not happen... ...Don't worry, I didn't read my mind, I just guessed it, learn to control your expression Harry, otherwise you will suffer a lot, if it doesn't work, keeping a faint smile is also a good choice." Zhou Yi said, "Also, learn to observe the surroundings. Have you noticed anything by looking at the expressions of the people around you?"

"I feel... other people don't seem to see this place?" Harry was thoughtful, and under observation, the people passing by in a hurry didn't even look at the Leaky Cauldron, their twilight fell on a family beside him. From the big bookstore and a record store on the other side, it was as if they couldn't see the bar at all.

"Yes, your feeling is right. A special spell has been placed here, which is similar to the Muggle Repelling Curse." Zhou Yi pushed open the door of the Leaky Cauldron, "Come on, Mr. Potter, it's time Let you realize what your fame really is."

"Okay." Harry responded, inevitably looking forward to it, and walked into the Leaky Cauldron.

I have to say that, as a well-known place, the Leaky Cauldron is too dark, dirty, and too noisy. There is a mixed smell of various liquors in the air, which is a bit smoky.

However, after Zhou Yi and Harry stepped into the bar, the chirping voices of various people suddenly stopped, as if they all knew Zhou Yi?thought Harry.

"Sir, your room is still reserved for you." A man with almost stripped hair who looked like a sunken walnut came forward.

"Thank you, Tom, but I can clean up later, I have removed all the magic in that room," Zhou Yi nodded, looking around, "Why, everyone, am I scary? It's just a beating It’s just a rotten person who speaks out loud when he’s drunk...I think you should pay more attention to this gentleman now, I think you all know him, right?”

As he spoke, Zhou Yi patted Harry on the shoulder.

Immediately, all eyes in the bar were on Harry.

"My God, this one is, could it be..."

The bar became completely silent, everyone seemed to recognize Harry, but why?

Harry became more and more confused, Zhou Yi hadn't told him the reasons why these things happened.

"Harry Potter! Mr. Potter!" Tom murmured. "Mr. Potter, it's a great honor."

As he said that, Tom quickly ran out from the backstage of the bar, ran towards Harry, and grabbed his hand, feeling as if he was about to cry.

At the same time, words like "Mr. Potter, welcome back" and "I didn't expect to see you so unexpectedly, I haven't had time to change into decent clothes" sounded in the bar, and everyone was looking at Harry. , Harry seemed at a loss, but when he wanted to look at Zhou Yi, he found Zhou Yi standing in the distance, drinking, and shook his head at him, as if to let him enjoy this time alone.

"Okay," thought Harry, who had to admit that he enjoyed the limelight, at least not that he hated it, "but the reason? What was the reason?"

Then, one person got up, and Harry found that he was shaking hands with everyone passively, and some of them planned to shake hands twice, but they were driven away... Among them was someone he knew, who had been on the street for no reason before. The person who greeted me and then disappeared inexplicably, when I said I knew him, that person showed off to everyone excitedly, as if it seemed to be something very happy and honored.

But why?

Harry still didn't understand.

A pale young man walked over with a nervous expression, one eye was even visibly twitching.

"Professor Qiluo!" Zhou Yi, who was drinking at the side, stepped forward, "It's a great honor to meet you for the first time, and I hope that we can learn from each other and grow each other in the future teaching work."

"Oh, I, I know, I know you, you are, it's Zhou Yi, Professor Zhou Yi," Professor Quirrell obviously stuttered and slurred, "Dark magic, Defense Against the Dark Arts course, right, unprecedented, one Courses, two, two professors!"

"Yes, actually, I have some things I need to consult with you. Of course, you prefer to greet another person now, obviously, isn't it?" Zhou Yi smiled and walked away, introducing to Harry, "This This is Professor Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, who will be in charge of teaching the first grade, which is your age."

"Yes, yes, very much, thank you." Professor Quirrell stammered, and took Harry's hand, "It is an indescribable pleasure to see you, Mr. Potter, I think, Black You have already used magic defense and defense courses, so there is no need to learn them, right, Mr. Potter?"

As he said that, Professor Quirrell laughed nervously again: "You are sure, are you going to buy what you need? I also plan to buy a new book about sucking...sucking...vampires."

When it came to vampires, his stuttering got worse, as if the very mention of the name terrified him.

Then, Professor Quirrell was squeezed away by other people who wanted to talk to Harry and shake hands. About ten minutes later, when Harry felt that his face was going to freeze from laughing, Zhou Yi finally interrupted. They said: "Okay everyone, Harry still needs to buy things for school, it's time to go."

There were still some people who planned to continue, but others, those who saw Zhou Yi's "violence" in the bar that night, stopped them and whispered what happened at that time, so no one dared to say anything again. Harry stopped talking.

"Fame is a very good thing. It allows you to easily achieve many things that others need to work hard to achieve. However, in my opinion, strength is the most important thing, Harry," Zhou Yi led Harry through the After passing the bar, I came to a small courtyard surrounded by walls, "Without strength, everything is empty, just like just now, even if you said you wanted to leave, they would not let you go, and once I opened my mouth, they would not dare to let you go." Speak."

Chapter 12 The Vault in Gringotts

"I just heard you chatting with Professor Quirrell, what you said was..."

"As a wand maker, I am also one of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts course professors at Hogwarts, but what I want to teach is not your upcoming first year, but other things, two or three Grades four and six, if there are no accidents, next year, it should be your turn to teach me." Zhou Yi said, took out a magic wand, and tapped it on the wall in front of him - where it was supposed to be useful Not many, if you don't find a chance to use it again, the magic wand may run away from home.

Harry was very curious about everything, and even watched Zhou Yi's every movement very carefully. He noticed that Zhou Yi tapped three bricks above the trash can one after another, and then two bricks further inward.

"Okay, step back a little." Zhou Yi said.

Harry backed away, and then, he saw that the bricks on the wall that Zhou Yi had struck began to shake, move, and shrink in an incomprehensible way to the surroundings, revealing the world behind the wall.

"Wow." Harry looked at the scene in front of him.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley," Zhou Yi led Harry out, and the wall gradually returned to its original shape behind them.

"Such a large area, wouldn't ordinary people discover it?" Harry couldn't help asking, "Even if they can't see it, the map or something..."

"Back then, this place was supposed to be demolished, but at that time, many wizards united and carried out memory modification on the human-related departments... Due to the large number of people, the Ministry of Magic could only let it go. "Zhou Yi led Harry towards Gringotts, "In addition, there is a huge range of magic covering this place, so even though the people in the relevant departments are very confused about such a large area on the map, they are still on the ground. This area has never been found, and it will be forgotten by the magical influence, and it has always remained here."

Harry felt that his eyes were not enough. He followed Zhou Yi, looking at all kinds of people, listening to what they said, observing every shop and the products inside, selling cauldrons, owls, The broom... He also saw a few boys clinging to a window glass, saying something like "the latest Nimbus 2000, the fastest".

"The broom is a magic prop that allows you to fly. Many wizards used to rely on this to travel. As for now, it is mainly used as a tool for Quidditch competitions. You will be able to understand it after you enter school." Zhou Yi He brought Harry to Gringotts and walked in, "There are many things you need to buy, but we need to withdraw the money first. Principal Dumbledore gave you the key to the fresh-keeping store yesterday morning. Before you come of age, I will temporarily keep the key to the treasury, can you accept that?"

"Of course," Harry nodded, "Actually, I don't have any money to spend. Also, what is Quidditch?"

"A game similar to football, except that the balls are divided into several types and have different rules. The main change is that wizards will ride brooms flying around in the sky to play... This sport is It is popular with wizards, you can also participate in it later, it should be very suitable, as for spending money... For you, it is really easy to get money, now you are still young, so I I won't tell you yet, you will know later." Zhou Yi said, leading Harry into Gringotts.

Harry wished he could grow eight eyes to see things around him, the bronze gate at first, the silver gate afterwards, and the warning text on it, as well as those goblins... those goblins were actually shorter than him, but Harry didn't dare Look more, or his attention was quickly attracted by other more things - gleaming gold nuggets, diamonds, etc., in the hall after passing through the silver door, there are rows of goblins on both sides They are holding some professional-looking instruments in front of the counter to weigh or identify those valuable items.

"Mr. Zhou!" A voice attracted Harry's attention, because he noticed that Zhou Yi was walking over there. It seems that the two...one person and one goblin know each other?

"Good morning, Duke," Zhou Yi took out a key and a letter, "I need to fetch some things from his fresh-keeping warehouse for Mr. Harry Potter, and Principal Dumbledore entrusted me to help An item he took, the one in the underground 713 vault."

Yesterday, when Dumbledore left, he not only handed over the key to Harry's fresh-keeping store to Zhou Yi, but also passed a letter to Zhou Yi, saying that he entrusted Zhou Yi to help him pick up an item.

Zhou Yi, who already knew what was about to happen, naturally understood that this so-called thing was the "Philosopher's Stone". Nicole Flamel was known to many magicians, and was the only one who made the Sorcerer's Stone. As well as the function of making "elixir of life", it is a very powerful magical creation.

In the original book, Dumbledore asked Hagrid to send letters to Harry, buy things, and take away the Philosopher's Stone, but now, since Zhou Yi appeared, it seems that Hagrid has nothing to do.

Since Zhou Yi cryptically stated yesterday that he was not as young as he appeared on the surface, the topic between the two of them has come to an end, and in this way, Dumbledore's act of letting him take the Philosopher's Stone made him People feel a little deep.

However, Zhou Yi didn't even bother to speculate, just like what he and Harry said, when the strength is enough, it's unnecessary to care about it, just run over it all the way.

"Harry, Mr. Harry Potter!" Duke looked at Zhou Yi with obvious surprise in his eyes, "It seems that I have welcomed two distinguished guests, it is really a very lucky day, isn't it?"

"A lucky day starts with hard work?" Zhou Yi joked.

"Oh, if it's a job like this every time, I think so, Mr. Zhou." Duke bent slightly, "Come with me, Mr. Zhou, and the great Mr. Harry Potter."

"So why exactly?" Harry followed Duke, walked side by side with Zhou Yi, raised his head and asked in a low voice, "Why do they... worship me so much? I should know about it, Zhou Yi?"

"So you don't know? That's right, you were just a baby back then, but a baby defeated the mysterious man, ho ho, it sounds unbelievable, but the truth is so amazing, isn't it?" Du K interjected.

"Mystery Man?" Harry asked suspiciously, "Who is Mystery Man?"

"A villain who did all kinds of crimes, the Dark Lord," Duke's voice trailed off, as if it frightened him just to mention it, "a wizard, turned bad, very bad, killed a lot of people, took over this world, he is only afraid of Dumbledore... The wizarding world has fallen into an unprecedented dark age..."

"Is his name the Dark Lord?" Harry asked curiously.

"Voldemort." Zhou Yi said.

"Ah!" Duke screamed, startling Harry, "very, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to say this name suddenly, anyway... can you please stop mentioning this name?"

"Okay, then replace it with the Dark Lord," Zhou Yi said casually, "He killed many people, including your parents. Ten years ago, the Dark Lord came to your house, and you were only one year old at that time... In short, he Killed your parents, and also killed you, but he failed to kill you, you are under his command, the only one who survived besides Dumbledore, what is even more amazing is that you are still a Baby, and after that, the Dark Lord disappeared, no one heard from him, even his disciples could not contact him, and since then, the wizarding world believes that you defeated the Dark Lord."

"But how is that possible? I was just a baby at that time, how could I defeat Voldy... the Dark Lord?" Harry was very puzzled.

"No one knows why, probably, but you should know, and you should even have some corresponding memories, Harry, touch the scar on your forehead, it's the Unforgivable Curse - Avada You were left behind by your life, but you didn’t die. From then on, you are the boy who survived and the hero who defeated the Dark Lord.” Zhou Yi said lightly, “Now you should understand why you are so big. It's your honor, Harry, and no matter how you did it, you did it."

Harry subconsciously touched the scar on his head. For some reason, the moment he touched the scar, a dazzling green light suddenly appeared, and a feeling of evil, killing, and coldness enveloped his whole body, which was stronger than he remembered. Every time it was clearer, and, somehow, he remembered something else—a loud, cold, murderous laugh.

Harry wobbled, barely standing still.

A powerful big hand rested on his shoulder, and the warm feeling dispelled the chill all over his body, and Harry broke out of that extremely uncomfortable state all of a sudden.

"Memories are sometimes not so beautiful, but life needs to look forward after all," Zhou Yi said, "I need to remind you that the Dark Lord is not dead yet, so, do you understand?"