Hogwarts The Dark Arts Awakened

In the silent forest, the boy's helpless voice kept echoing.

Walking while shouting, hoping to meet his friends.

"Ron?!...Hermione?!..." Harry kept repeating his friend's name.

At this moment, he kind of hated his poor athletic ability.

In fact, his athletic ability is good enough compared to other little wizards, but facing two companions who have turned into beasts and chase each other to far away places, it feels a bit too outrageous. .

The two men were almost out of sight soon.

Harry was very worried, worried about Hermione, because although she seemed very flexible, this place was very dangerous. He had encountered many magical animals before, and they were very dangerous existences.

Also worried about Ron.

Because he deeply understood that Ron was a beast suppressing the madness deep within himself.

But even if he tried his best, he couldn't chase the two of them, and he couldn't see them even from a distance.

The speed of both sides is not at the same level at all.

Especially after Ron lost his mind and started to get down on all fours, the speed became very exaggerated.

Although I didn't think about anything too complicated because of the huge speed gap between the two sides, I still couldn't help but feel guilty and ashamed for it.

This seems to be invisibly saying that your athletic ability is too poor.

And in the process of constant running.

Harry looked nervously at the ground around him.

After he calmed down, his brain immediately started to reverberate a lot, and he involuntarily became vigilant to prevent himself from misfortune.

He was afraid of being bitten by a venomous snake and becoming like Hermione.

Or in fact, it should be said that he was afraid that if he was bitten, it would cause trouble to Ron.

It was already troublesome enough for Ron to face Hermione, but with him... emmm...

It's better not to cause trouble to the other party.

Plus they don’t know where they went.

Harry felt only loneliness and silence.

There are some fears.

The surrounding trees seemed to have sprouted many tentacles, as if they wanted to sneak up on him.

Every time I look at it, I find it is no different from a normal tree.

This quiet and terrifying environment made him feel as if he was going crazy.

He roared.

Raging flames burned and spewed out from the wand.

The entire forest began to burn with huge flames.

The flames spread forward crazily.

The trees crackled under the flames.

Harry Potter kept advancing towards the charred soil with a very solemn expression.

Now he has no intention of looking for any precious magic plants.

Therefore, no matter what he saw, he would spit fire directly upwards and burn it completely.

Forest fires started because of him.

……

The whole place was burned to the ground, and Harry took a deep breath, feeling it was difficult to breathe.

Just when he couldn't hold on any longer, he found a blue crystal cup in front of him.

My mind is a little confused.

A look of confusion appeared on Harry's cute little face.

Then he stretched out his hand and touched the crystal cup.

A whirlpool swallowed Harry whole.

……

A dark world with noisy sounds.

"Where is this?!" Harry had some fighting consciousness. He raised his wand, but when he was about to cast lighting magic, he was stunned for a moment.

I thought...what are you doing?

Want to... cast a spell?

Spellcasting...what is it? …

……

Harry Potter's voice feels like it's being passed back and forth in a very closed environment.

Freezing temperatures, dark world.

There seemed to be people around, whispering.

It seemed to be responding to his words, but it seemed to be in a different language.

Finally unified after a period of confusion of language.

Harry felt strange.

These voices finally became unified from the original chaotic language, from a language that I couldn't understand at all to one that I didn't even know what language it was, but I could understand the meaning of the other party in my mind.

He himself is changing his language.

It has become a language that has no impression at all.

People around him are responding, and they are also expressing that they don’t know where they are now.

After waiting for a while, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared.

In this dark gold, the sudden appearance of light made everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes and look at the surrounding gold, and did not dare to look directly at the sudden light.

The current area seems to be a cold stone room.

There is only one way out...

Harry looked at the glowing exit and walked out without thinking much.

He was the first to walk toward the exit.

Moving forward step by step.

It seems his courage extends to others as well.

They all followed him forward.

One by one they filed out.

Suddenly enlightened.

The stars in front of me are a bit dazzling.

Harry's eyes widened.

He seemed to feel a beauty beyond words.

It seems to be on a rooftop somewhere.

The voices of the people around me were strange and I couldn't understand what language they were speaking.

Harry Potter looked at them a little panicked, clenching his wand tightly.

He wanted to loudly question who they were and why he was here.

But they also seemed confused.

Even Harry Potter gradually forgot all his experiences in his mind, only remembering...

His name is Harry Potter...

He looked at the world in front of him in confusion.

Where is this place?

New world, Grimgar...

This inexplicable piece of information made me feel confused, and I wanted to delve deeper into it, and I wanted to recall all my memories.

But there seems to be some seal that seals all the memories firmly. It seems that I can feel my own memory and feel that I have rich knowledge and experience, but despite my efforts, I still can't recall anything. Even a trace of memory.

He took a deep breath and looked at the people around him.

This group of people seemed to be from other countries and looked different from themselves.

They seemed to have noticed the difference in Harry Potter, and they all looked at him in surprise.

They are also comparing Harry Potter to others.

They are in the same situation as Harry Potter.

Some people felt fear, some felt excitement, and some people did not show too many emotions. Instead, they walked to the edge and looked at the surrounding environment, acting very calm and vigilant.

Harry Potter swallowed.

He heard someone asking him: "Hello, what is your name? What is this stick in your hand?"

Harry Potter was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and looked at the wand he was holding tightly.

what is this?

This is...a magic wand.

"This is the magic wand," he said.

"Magic wand?" The person who asked the question had a very confused voice.

Harry Potter raised his head and saw an ordinary-looking boy.

Maybe a few years older than me.

He doesn't look much taller than himself.

He looked at himself curiously.

Harry Potter didn't know how to respond, and he looked at the man in front of him curiously.

The two stared at each other for a while.

Harry said first: "Hello..."

The other party also responded: "Hello."

Then the two fell into silence again.

Harry Potter is autistic.

Before he got together with Ron Weasley, he was in a state of social fear. The reason for his social fear was naturally his identity as a wizard.

Many wizards want to capture young wizards from the Muggle world...

Wait...who is Ron? !

What is a wizard? !What are Muggles? !

Harry Potter found that his mind could not help but think of something that seemed very familiar, but he completely forgot it within a few seconds.

Only these three words kept spinning in my mind.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him.

But what Harry Potter can understand is...

There is some very strange power that prevents me from recalling those very familiar memories.

This feeling made him very scared.