[Comprehensive] Mingguang

After Snape's visit, Harry stopped running around.

Every day, he would go to Florin's Cold Drink Shop to order a cup of rainbow ice cream, and then he would take out the first-grade textbook to preview. Sometimes Florin, the owner of the shop, would come over to give pointers when he saw him studying so hard.

It was not until three days before the start of school that Harry said goodbye to Florin and went back to pack and salute.

For more than a month, Harry was not only previewing the textbooks, but also practicing sealing scrolls.

Qianshou Zhujian taught him a wonderful spell, draw strange talismans on white paper, and then you can put things in and store them, which is very convenient. Harry threw all the collections of the old witch in Knockturn Lane into it. , decided to secretly bring it into Hogwarts to study slowly. At the same time, he also spent 12 points of energy and tenacity to attack the magic circle.

"The magic circle belongs to alchemy and ancient magic patterns. Alchemy has basically been lost. Except for Nick Mailer, there are no alchemy masters in the world. As for ancient magic patterns... I have never taken this class."

Harry's former friend Hermione knew the ancient magic lines, but obviously, the savior couldn't bear to study this thing at all.

Qianshou Zhujian was a little strange, "Why did you suddenly think of studying this ancient magic pattern?"

Harry was silent for a while, and said in a brisk tone, "I heard that many nobles have alchemy accessories that speed up the recovery of mana. If you and Mr. Matala have this kind of accessories, you won't fall into a deep sleep."

Qianshou Zhujian was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a gentle smile, "Good boy, thank you, but you forgot one thing?"

Harry looked at Senjubashima.

"Have you forgotten that we have a lovely neighbor, a neighbor named Voldemort?"

"..." Harry thought of something in horror. If he put the magic recovery jewelry on Miss Snake, it seemed that Voldemort would also absorb magic power! !

"Yes, I'm sorry." He was still so stupid QAQ.

Qianshou Zhujian shook his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, instead of worrying about this, you might as well practice quickly."

Harry froze. By the way, although Mr. Idola had left, Mr. Matala and Mr. Hashiroma were equally strict. Compared with a year ago, his training volume had doubled QAQ.

It was due to the training list at Senshouzhujian, until Harry pushed his things to the middle of platforms nine and ten in a daze, he remembered something.

He has no scar on his forehead, how can he explain it?What happened to him after he ran away from home?Why does he have money, why does he know about things in the wizarding world?

A series of why, he seems to have forgotten how to make up the answer.

Harry gasped, how could he be so stupid! !

The Hogwarts Express, the magical express where every little wizard can make friends before entering school, became Harry's last hope in trying to make up the story.

After rushing onto the train, he found an empty carriage, locked the door, took out a pen and paper, and began to make up stories ==

First, why would you leave home.

Qianshouzhu said, "I was taken away."

Harry nodded, this is indeed true, well, he was taken away by bad guys.

How do you know about the wizarding world...

Harry scratched his head, "When I was serving as Vongola's bodyguard, their guardians could ignite the ring and channel a strange force to fight. I said I knew it through the Mafia?"

Senjujuma didn't understand the mafia, he just said, "For you, the simpler the lie, the more effective it is."

Harry was such a stupid little idiot that he couldn't even remember a lie that was too complicated.

Harry agreed deeply, and he nodded, "That's right, that means I was taken away by Vengley, and I was found to have magical powers and talent for fighting, so I was chosen as the next guardian."

This was the truth. Nkoli really wanted to keep him as the guardian, but Harry refused decisively.

"Then Nkoli was killed by a hostile family, and my protection target, Luya, was also dead. Taking advantage of the chaos in Vengley, I ran out happily? I also found Diagon Alley through Vengley's intelligence network ?”

Harry praised his wit, "I'm so smart!!"

"Aren't you afraid that Professor Snape will go to Vengley for verification?"

Harry sneered, "Well... Vongola is also very strong, but instead of worrying about Vongola, I'm worried about Professor Snape. If he really goes to trouble Vengley, he will probably be beaten to death. Pig head?"

No matter how much Harry appreciated and respected Snape, he still didn't like him. The shadow of his childhood was too tragic to be erased.

He gloated, "Oh, may Merlin bless you."

Qianshou Zhujian shook his head, "He is looking for clues because he cares about you, you are doing too much."

Harry was silent for a while, and muttered, "Okay, I'll keep an eye on him. If he really leaves, I... I'll just follow him."

"Are you sure you can follow?"

"It's okay, I didn't tell you, did I? I have a contract with Hogwarts." Even though he died, his soul has not changed. He was the headmaster of Hogwarts in his previous life!As the principal, it is really too easy to know whether the professor is in the school.

Only then did Qianshouzhujian say, "It's good that you are sure."

After a pause, he added, "Don't be like me, with a lifelong grudge."

Harry was taken aback, he was silent for a long time, and then said firmly, "No, thank you, Mr. Hashiramah."

When it was dark, Harry returned to Hogwarts.

Sitting on the boat, looking at the castle under the night, Harry's expression was soft and unbelievable.

"How beautiful, isn't it?"

Qianshou Zhujian's voice was deep and warm, "Of course, home is always the most beautiful."

Following Professor McGonagall into the hall, Harry asked Senjubashima in a low voice, "Can you feel the free magic inside Hogwarts?"

The voice of Qianshou Zhujian added a touch of excitement and joy, "I can feel it! Wow, so many, huh? I also perceive a consciousness, wait a minute, let me have a few words with it."

Immediately Senju Bashirama shut up. Harry called out a few words, but found that the little white snake on his wrist did not respond as if he was asleep. He sighed and could only wait for the sorting.

He was a Gryffindor in his previous life, so this book... I'm afraid he is also a Gryffindor, right?

Harry showed a relieved smile. He who can no longer hear the Parseltongue, probably won't have the Slytherin traits this time, right?

On the high platform, when Professor McGonagall read Harry Potter, everyone in the auditorium whispered. Harry put on a shy smile and walked up slowly.

He put his bangs down to cover his forehead. Many people were looking at his forehead, but they couldn't see anything.

Harry sat on the chair and put the Sorting Hat on his head. He only needed to show some mischievous scenes, and the Sorting Hat sent him into Gryffindor neatly.

——And these daily mischievous pictures came from the Pengelie Manor half a year ago.

Sitting on Vengley's long red table again, Harry's heart sank back into his stomach, like a wanderer returning home, and he suddenly wanted to cry.

Harry's first grade life began with a wild accident.

After nearly two years of training, Harry is used to getting up early every day and going out for a run, and today is no exception.

After his run, he returned to the auditorium just in time for breakfast.

When he entered the door, he met the Slytherin army. Harry glanced at Draco, who was walking in the front, and was about to speak when he heard Ron's loud voice from the other end of the corridor.

"Harry!!! You woke up and didn't call us?"

Ron dragged Neville and ran all the way to Harry, staggered, and the textbooks in the schoolbag in his arms flew out, clattering, and hit Draco Malfoy unexpectedly.

Draco turned his face subconsciously, and the book hit Goyle directly behind him.

The faces of the Slytherins changed.

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched wildly, and the corners of his eyes glanced at the black corner of the robe at the corner of the corridor. He didn't plan to show up and immediately explained, "Oh, I'm so sorry, Ron didn't mean it, he just ran too fast, this man Classmate, is your forehead okay? Do you want me to take you to the medical wing?"

Ron sold his little friend without hesitation, "Harry! Why are you apologizing to them? Slytherin can't hide from a book? What a shame!"

Harry watched his little friend committing suicide, sweating profusely, "Don't be like this Ron, we are classmates, and your book did hit a classmate on the head, I thought you should apologize."

After hearing this sentence, many Slytherins looked at Harry more subtly.

"Well, the famous golden boy, did he start taking his servants as soon as school started? Insulting the great Slytherin?"

Snape slowly appeared on the stage like a big devil, he ignored Ron, but looked at Harry, "5 points deducted from Gryffindor, for the great boy who didn't stop your follower."

He showed a vicious smile, "Even if you take a servant, you still have requirements for quality."

Harry opened his mouth to refute, but closed his mouth in the end. Based on years of struggle experience, it is very likely that he will deduct five points for contradicting the professor in the end.

Snape was also a little surprised, it was a pity that Harry didn't talk back and couldn't deduct points, but it didn't matter, Harry still couldn't run.

"Confinement, starting tonight, will last for a month, report to my office at eight o'clock every night."

Then Snape walked slowly past Harry and headed to the Great Hall for breakfast.

As they passed by, Snape whispered, "Confinement at the beginning of school? You are worthy of being a golden boy."

The Slytherins laughed, and they glanced lightly at the angry Ron and the expressionless Harry before going to their seats for breakfast.

Ron was angry and wanted to say something, Harry patted Ron on the shoulder, "Dude, I know you are very angry, but don't forget that the first class is Professor McGonagall, if you want to be shut down by Professor McGonagall Confinement, make a pair with me, I am happy to stay here with you and continue to stare at the Slytherins."

Ron stuck, and angrily dragged Harry to eat.

[It's really lively and leisurely. 】

Harry's eyes lit up, "Mr. Matara? Are you awake?"

Uchiha Madara felt the abundant magic around him, [What a good place] The soul dumpling in Senjubashima rubbed Uchiha Madara's soul dumpling in his arms, [Wake up, how do you feel? 】Feeling the warmth belonging to Senju Bashirama around, Uchiha Madara is in a very good mood,【I'm fine. ] After a pause, he said, 【Hogwarts? 】【Yes. 】【Very well, we can finally start. 】No matter how much Uchiha Madara likes this place, he will still leave.

There is no younger brother Uchiha Izumi here.