He didn't find Kamia in the staff dormitory.
Harry left the Hogwarts overnight.
He went straight to Lovegood's house.
It wasn't until he reached the door that he awkwardly remembered what if the couple had already fallen asleep? Fortunately, from the light in the window, there was still someone in the living room. Harry knocked on the door.
It was Kamia who opened the door. She was neatly dressed.
But her face was full of impatience. "What's the matter?"
Harry trembled subconsciously.
Then, he looked into the room.
At a glance, he saw Xenophilius lying on the sofa in cotton pants. Then, he looked again.
The pale-faced man was rolling his eyes.
He twitched from time to time. Harry's expression changed. "Sister-in-law! You can't do this! "
Kamia narrowed her eyes. "What did you say?"
Harry stepped back on the steps and changed his lines, "No, nothing.
I'm just a crispy pear seller. "
Kamia, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pulled Harry back.
She pushed him into the living room.
She explained, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Xie Nuo was poisoned by two airship plums.
It was Tom who called me back. "
Tommy, who was sitting in a special baby chair and flipping through a magazine, raised his face.
He gave Harry a cold look.
Harry didn't care.
He only muttered, "Ah, so it's food poisoning.
I thought... "
"What did you think?" Kamia's voice was not loud.
She only raised the corners of her eyes slightly.
Harry's face was obedient. "I thought you two were flying leaves at home."
He slapped his head.
Kamia ignored Harry. She turned around and cleaned up Xenophilius. She fed him the potion and helped him upstairs to lie down. She didn't come down for a while. Harry stood awkwardly in the living room and looked around. He didn't know what to do. Tommy couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his head and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Heh, after a few months, Tommy's speaking skills are getting better and better! Harry knew that too. Kamia did not avoid Tommy. She simply asked, "You know about the incident with the Soul Dementors a few days ago, don't you?"
Tommy nodded, and Harry continued, "That day, Ginny's magic went berserk. I'm afraid the reason was that she finally saw her Phoenix River."
"Who is it?" Kamia asked as she came down the stairs.
"River Phoenix." Harry observed Kamia's expression as he answered. "The genius who died young, James Dean from the 90s."
Kamia said calmly, "Ah, it's him."
Harry was stunned for a moment before he reacted. Indeed, it did not matter who Phoenix River was. He was just a symbol. What was important was that Ginny had found a male lead for her story. She would put all her emotions into it and sink into her own whirlpool.
"But … it's too dangerous! If we let Ginny wallow in it, I'm afraid she'll leave us … "
Kamia interrupted Harry's rambling. "She'll leave sooner or later." Without looking at Harry's expression, Kamia said calmly, "You should know that she's a reader of this world. She can only survive if she keeps walking and reading. We can't keep her. The Hogwarts can't keep her. "
"At least, not now …" Harry lowered his head.
Kamia thought for a moment and shook her head. "It really shouldn't be now. Whether it's Voldemort or Nihon out there, letting a young reader wander out there is no doubt that she will die young. And … Harry, we need Ginny. "
Harry did not like to hear Kamia say such things, but he could only let her continue. "… We need Ginny. Harry, you need Ginny because I'm weakening."
Harry raised his head in surprise. Kamia, who had her back to the light, looked calm as usual. "Don't look at me like that. I know my own situation. Why do you think he could come to London so openly this time? It's because he has recovered and specially came to greet us. This is also a warning, but I'm afraid I can't help you anymore … "
"Why?!"
Kamia was silent for a moment. Then, she unbuttoned the front of her shirt, revealing a patch of white skin. Under Harry's shocked gaze, she reached her hand into her chest and pulled out a quaint key.
A golden key lay in Kamia's hand, but the light quickly dimmed.
"This is … the key to the library?"
Kamia nodded and then smiled bitterly. "As Nihon is getting stronger, the Babel Library is also weakening at the same time. I didn't realize this until he approached again … So, Harry, I'm afraid that when the end comes, I can't help you. But Ginny, and … and your friends, maybe they will fight side by side with you again."
How could this be? Harry shook his head. He absolutely did not want to drag anyone into his war again.
"This is not your war!" Kamia put the key back into her body and said sternly, "What do you think Dumbledore, Professor Xavier, and Paddy Fenlin are doing? This is not your story. This is the story of all of us. This is our common world crying for help! "
"But I … You said that I can change reality." Harry was still stubborn.
Kamia did not give in. "You can, so what? What are you going to do? Kill Nihon with your self-consciousness? Regardless of whether you can do it or not, have you considered the consequences of doing so? Harry Potter, don't try your dangerous ability. "
Harry covered his face. He knew that nothingness and existence were a pair of contradictions, but neither of them could be abandoned. Because of this, they could not let the key completely dim.
Seeing Harry like this, Kamia's expression softened a little. Then, she said lightly, "Of course, no matter what, you are still our trump card. Since the world has given you such an ability, it must have its reasons."
"So, what can I do?" Harry mumbled. Very well, he was the so-called savior again. But this time, he seemed to have no enemies to kill.
"Protect yourself." Kamia gave a rather ridiculous answer. Seeing Harry smile bitterly, she added seriously, "Don't be careless. I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think. I think Dumbledore wants to send you to the United States next semester. He and Professor Xavier want to borrow your sensing ability to find Nihon's location. Or, they have other plans."
This was good news for Harry. Even if Dumbledore did not arrange it, he planned to go to the United States.
Sure enough, a few days later, Harry was called to the principal's office. Dumbledore discussed the study plan with him. "… Do you remember Professor Xavier? He has a very good impression of you. Maybe he wants you to help with a project. "
"…" Harry was speechless for a moment, but he still nodded.
Dumbledore then said, "Haha, don't be too nervous. Professor Xavier is not a Frankenstein. And Dumbledore will take good care of you. It seems that I'll have to recruit new Potions Professor and Defense Against Black Magic professors …"
So, Snape will also go to the United States? Harry was a little surprised. Then, he remembered something. "Principal, can I take a look at the list of international students?"
"Oh, yes, of course." Dumbledore opened the drawer, pulled out a document from under the cockroach pile, and handed it to Harry.
Harry opened it and saw his name at the top, followed by Ron, Hermione, Neville, Drac, the twins, Qiu Zhang, Cedric, Rolf … Well, the entire first-rate crew was sent.
However, Ginny and Luna were not there. Harry closed the folder and heaved a sigh of relief.
The news that Harry and the others were going to study in the United States was soon released. Some were envious, some were jealous, and some were astute enough to notice that the list was basically made up of Harry's social circle. For a time, Savior Potter was famous in Hogwarts — and not in a good way.
Harry was a little surprised. "I thought I was popular?" This time, he did not go crazy and say that Voldemort was back! Even if Voldemort was sitting in front of him, he did not say it!
Hermione's expression was subtle. "You care now?" She thought that Harry would continue to be calm.
It could only be said that people were always dissatisfied with those with special privileges. Fortunately, Harry lived in the Union Building. Other than a few rumors in the public cafeteria, everything else was fine. The one who was really troubled was Drac. Malfoy, who was categorized as a savior, was publicly recognized as a traitor in the Slytherin public lounge, even if the savior was not Gryffindor.
“seriously？” Before Harry could say anything, Ron slammed the table. "Why didn't they say that when they used the Halo sponsored by the Malfoys? Why didn't Malfoy say that when he was training them in private? Malfoy … Malfoy … "
Ron stuttered under Malfoy's gaze.
Harry had already buried his head in his pants — he was trying to hold back his laughter.
Drac was in a bad mood, not only because of the sarcastic remarks in Slytherin, but also because he never felt that he was on the same side as Potter and his gang! But when he saw Weisles sitting there trembling so much that the freckles on his face were about to fall off, Drac rubbed his chin. It seemed that … this was not a loss?
The only one who was not affected was Hermione. She unswervingly followed her own schedule and squeezed out all her free time to practice Summon God's Protector. Before the end of the term, she was able to summon an otter, which made the little witch very happy. She was even more enthusiastic about her work in the concentration camp.
That's right, as the weather got hotter and hotter, the end of term exam was approaching. Hermione's concentration camp was back again. Harry did not hesitate to shove Neville and Ron into the camp, while he ran over to Snape's place for his "Potion Tutoring". Fortunately, after last year's good results, the two unlucky children's psychological conflict was not as strong as before. So Hermione took them to study every morning, and at night, they were forced to study in the hexagon library. The only fun in the day was to come out and chat with the foreign students after the revision. This was allowed by Hermione, because they needed to understand the differences between different cultures.
But a week before the end of term exam, the foreign students also left.
Hermione's high-pressure centralization reached its peak. Sometimes, when Harry met Ron on the road, the tall and thin boy was memorizing the small knowledge cards that Hermione gave him. Neville was slightly better. Neville was willing to put in the effort to memorize, so Hermione gave him a large number of exercise papers. Hmm … it didn't seem to be better?
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