MTL - I Wield a Sword at Hogwarts-Chapter 824

Ron suddenly shouted, "I want to chase her!"

Harry was startled by him, and then realized, "Who are you chasing?"

"Hermione!" Ron jumped from his own bed to Harry's bed with a hungry look on his face, "I like her, I should know, I have to be brave."

"You like Hermione?" Harry was dumbfounded.

I regard you as a brother. Do you like my mother?

Ron said excitedly: "You don't understand. I have realized my feelings for Hermione since the sixth grade, but I was not brave enough."

"You're right, maybe Hermione liked John, but that's all in the past. I want to fill the vacancy around Hermione!"

Harry was dazed and seemed to be still thinking about accepting a stepfather.

No!

Hermione is his best friend, how can she become his mother?

While Harry was still thinking wildly, he began to feel dizzy from the force of Ron's shaking.

He saw Ron's face twisting like a whirlpool in front of him.

The surroundings began to change, and a throne appeared in front of him.

"I hope I didn't disturb your sleep, Harry."

John's voice came, and Harry realized that he was in the Magic Tower.

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Chapter 833 The deal with Harry

John was looking for Harry, and by chance he saw Harry staying in the Wizarding City.

But the other person seemed to be talking about himself, so John didn't pay much attention.

If everyone who discusses the Witch King has to listen, John doesn't have time.

Pulling the other person into his inner magic, John saw Harry in his pajamas.

"Your pajamas are quite unique." John glanced at the owl on the stripes, "It looks a bit like basil."

"Ahem."

The person who was still discussing appeared in front of him, and Harry was a little embarrassed.

He looked around and wondered, "How did I get here?"

He remembered that he should be lying on the bed in the Burrow, and in just a blink of an eye, he arrived at the Magic Tower.

And he didn't realize whether he was taken away by phantom.

"A kind of magic, remember the trance?"

John snapped his fingers, and an extra bag of braised beans appeared in Harry's hand.

He took it apart and tasted it. The multi-flavor beans inside had no taste.

This has the same effect as the snacks John gave me after entering the trance hall at the Ministry of Magic.

"This is a spiritual world I built."

John invited Harry to walk together, and a road stretched out in front of them.

Walk up and you can overlook the entire wizard city.

Harry could even see people walking down the street below him.

"What are you looking for me for?" Harry followed with questions.

There are no Horcruxes of Voldemort's here, everything is controlled by John.

"I want to get something from you." John said as he walked, "I am willing to fulfill a wish for you."

"What is the condition? You also said it, equal exchange."

Having seen with his own eyes how John tricked a **** of death, Harry learned the lesson.

At the same time, he was thinking about what he had in him that was worthy of being exchanged by the Witch King.

John chuckled, "It seems you still remember."

"That's right, equal exchange," John stopped over the Wizard City, and the surrounding clouds also stopped.

"I want the Invisibility Cloak," John stared into Harry's eyes and said word by word, "yours."

"My invisibility cloak?"

Harry was very surprised. He thought John needed something, but unexpectedly it was an invisibility cloak.

With the Witch King's ability, even a phantom spell can hide people without revealing any flaws.

Harry couldn't understand why it was this thing.

"I won't hide it from you, your invisibility cloak has a very high origin."

John said calmly: "You should have heard the story of the three brothers."

"The three Peverell brothers, the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak."

"And the one in your hand is the invisibility cloak that Peverell's third child, the God of Death, took off."

John smiled and said: "I tell you the value to make it easier for you to bid."

"I don't mind telling you that I only have one piece left to get the Deathly Hallows together."

His honesty made Harry think deeply.

The invisibility cloak at home has such a big origin.

Harry didn't know what John wanted to collect, but he understood that this was a huge fortune.

Even if Harry wishes for a mountain of gold, John can turn the stone into gold through the magician and prepare it for Harry.

Wealth, power.

Just one word and Harry could get it.

But he didn't answer immediately, but looked at John.

The calmness in those eyes, without any desire.

"Is anything really possible?"

"As long as you want." John nodded and said, "Anything is fine."

Harry was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "I give up the deal."

"Oh?" John looked at Harry and said, "Is it because I didn't give you enough chips?"

"No," Harry thought for a moment and said, "Your chips are very exciting."

"Then why?" John's scrutinizing eyes fell on Harry.

The lightning scar on Harry's forehead has disappeared.

Once a symbol of the savior, there were evil Horcrux fragments lodged there.

After John traded it, the scar that had followed Harry for more than ten years began to disappear.

When Voldemort died, the scars were completely gone.

Without the scar, Harry would lose his identity as a savior.

Despite this, Harry had no complaints.

On the contrary, he saw that John's overwhelming victory was destined by nature and would change with the changes of time and the birth of variables.

Through hard work, he made himself an Auror and a star whose light was obscured.

John has read the Auror report brought by Barty Jr., who is already the British Minister of Magic.

Harry was indeed a born Auror, and he quickly gained merit within one year of becoming an Auror.

It is already possible to compete for the position of head of the Auror Office that will be vacant next year.

For such a talented Auror who has lost his savior aura, John really wants to know what he wants.

Harry looked at John and said seriously: "I don't want anything, I would rather give you the Invisibility Cloak."

"If it really works, it will make me feel better."

John looked at Harry who said this funny, he shook his head and laughed: "Are you giving me charity?"

"No." Harry was anxious.

John raised his hand to stop Harry.

Of course he knew it wasn't.

"Harry, have you ever heard a saying," John said to Harry, "What's free is the most expensive."

"I don't want to owe anyone, so let's exchange it for equal value."

John snapped his fingers, and the extending road quickly shrunk.

They seemed to be standing on a high-speed train, making Harry almost unsteady.

The contraction stopped and they returned to the magic tower.

John looked at the throne of the Eternal Witch King, stopped and said, "Harry, give me your conditions, my patience is limited."

Harry also understood that John would not accept a gift from him for no reason.

He had no choice but to say: "Well, if you can go and meet Hermione, I will give you the Invisibility Cloak."

In Harry's heart, he has always felt guilty about Hermione.

If it weren't for herself, Hermione would never have lost contact with John again.

So he hopes to make up for this.

John paused slightly, then nodded and said, "I can promise you."

At their feet, a magic circle composed of lines and circles enveloped them.

John stretched out his hand and said: "Our contract is completed."

Harry took the hand and nodded vigorously.

After the two people's fingers touched, the magic circle quickly contracted and left a mark on the back of their hands.

Harry felt that things around him were moving forward.

No!

It’s me who is retreating.

John let go of his hand and said, "Then, please go back first."

Harry's body retreated rapidly, falling from the Magic Tower into the Burrow in just a few seconds.

"ah-!"

He yelled, scaring Ron backwards and falling off the bed.

"What's wrong with you, Harry?"

Ron rubbed his head. He was originally confident about confessing, but now because of this scare, he lost all confidence.

"You also think Hermione won't accept me?" Ron said dejectedly.

However, he looked around at Harry, and after confirming that he was back at the Burrow, he said something confusing: "Ron, did you see that?"

"What did you see?" Ron asked doubtfully.

Harry looked at the alarm clock. He remembered that there was still a little time until twelve o'clock when he left.

Now it looks like the pointer is within the eleven o'clock range.

Only one minute had passed since he left.

How can this be?