Harry,
Zhan Xinjia! I haven't seen you for a long time.
I don't know what the weather is like on the other side of the Atlantic. Does your scar still hurt? I heard that your life in the United States is going well, and that some interesting things have happened. Unfortunately, I can't find out more details. In fact,
I think,
When you read this letter,
Something more "interesting" should have happened.
Maybe we should talk about Hogwarts first? Hogwarts are good.
Although Professor Snape and Professor Lupin are away for the time being, Alastor and Horace are good comrades, especially Alastor. I think he really likes Slytherin's children. The freshmen are also very well-behaved, which makes me a little uncomfortable.
It's been a long time since I've heard the footsteps of a night tour in Hogwarts. Do you understand that I miss you and your little friends?
Harry, although you've only been at school for two short years,
I don't know why,
I can always remember a lot about you and Hogwarts, especially in the last two months,
Nick Lemay said it was the final burst of consciousness before Alzheimer's, but he still couldn't get over the fact that I had lost the Philosopher's Stone.
I guess we can ignore that,
And choose to believe Bashida. She said I was old enough to make peace with the world,
So the world is willing to give back the truth.
You can understand,
Right? About me,
Aberforth, the misunderstanding and hatred between Arianna and her German friend. Harry, on the day I sent you away, Aberforth suddenly contacted me for the first time in many years. He wanted to convey a message from Arianna. Our little sister living in the portrait told me that there was not much time left. I asked her what would happen. But Arianna didn't know what kind of end we would meet. She just kept her girlish smile and persuaded me to meet Gellert. I took Arianna's advice and went to Newmungaard. I hadn't seen my old friend since the false duel in 1945. We'd only exchanged a few occasional letters.
Perhaps you would like to hear about our meeting?
As Gellert had tried to tell me in his last letter, I, time, and Newmungaard had not destroyed him. He was still as elegant, calm, and aggressive as he had been when he was forty years old. His blond hair was streaked with white, and the lines at the corners of his eyes were deeper, but when he looked back at me without a word, I could see the twenty-year-old Gellert. Then I realized that I had never really hated him, that I had never thought of him as the guilty party. I stubbornly left him, stubbornly pushed myself towards the so-called righteous side, just to achieve my own great role, just to cover up my dereliction of duty as an elder brother.
I killed Arianna.
I was also the one who left Gellert with resentment instead of justice. I locked him up in the tower as if he was the only one at fault.
I don't want to defend myself, but perhaps I really wasn't mature enough back then.
We exchanged a few words over the iron railing. I did not apologize, and Gellert did not ask me why. We simply repeated the same old topic, and then we had a symbolic quarrel and a quick reconciliation, until he asked if the apple tree in front of our house was still in good condition. I had to tell him that the tree had been destroyed in a conflict with Aberforth, that I had failed to heal him, and that I had to dig it up by the roots and bury it. And then nearly a hundred years suddenly came back between us, back into Gellert's eyes, and he said in a voice that made me sad, "Buried."
And the only thing I can say is that it was more than fifty years ago.
I think there were betrayals, misunderstandings, resentments, and contradictions between us that could never be reconciled. But there were also treasures that belonged to each other, just like the apple tree that had once bloomed so many little white flowers. But fate is a real bastard. It dictates our choices with passion, and we go with the flow so unconsciously that we never become what we really want. So I was never worthy of a family, and Gellert's specialty was being superior.
Gellert understood this before I did, and he told me in a rare gentle voice that we belonged to a time more than a hundred years ago, when love, talent, and courage had yet to be destroyed.
I confirmed his words, and then asked him, "So, are you coming with me?"
Gellert must have been at a loss for a moment, but then he seriously thought I was talking nonsense. I had to repeat the sentence three times to make it sound more serious, and then Gellert asked me if I had destroyed what was left of my brain with a pile of cockroaches.
Fortunately, he couldn't come up with any thesis on how sugar can destroy a wizard's brain, and I had enough reason to persuade him to break out of prison. I told him that I needed his help to save the magic world from the world.
And now we're finally getting to the point.
Harry, I think you've already heard some things from Professor Kamia, such as the disappearance of the mermaids, the migration of centaurs, the chaos of the star chart, the decline of magic, and the failure of the barrier. And to be honest, we did hide something from you: the consequences of these phenomena.
Kamia told me that when she explained the situation to you, she used a metaphor about the Kingdom of Oz. I think she's a good literature teacher (more reliable than I thought). In the history of magic and the study of magic theory, we have never come to a unified conclusion about the origin of magic. Some wizards believe that it comes from the blood, and some believe that to obtain magic, one needs to sacrifice one's life. But within the secret Phoenix Knights, our view is that magic comes from the imagination and the soul full of passion. It's rooted in the ancient people's cognitive exploration of the unknown world, and it exists in the form of illogical and naive words. Therefore, magic is closer to the mythological era, and not the vast and empty modern civilization.
So, Harry, you should have noticed that this view is pessimistic from the beginning. It's a prophecy that foretells the end of the magic world. I've been listening day and night to the wheels of time, and I've been waiting for the end to come, but I didn't expect it to come so soon. The invisible barrier shattered, reality invaded quickly, Diagon Alley was accidentally broken by a muggle, and reporters carrying cameras appeared in Hogsmeade … If these were obstacles that could be overcome, then a school fight a few days ago foretold an even more violent storm.
A few days ago, Gryffindor and Slytherin's students fought, after you spent a lot of effort to break the barrier between the four academies. According to Mileva and Kamia's observations, not only did the conflict between Gryffindor and Slytherin come to light, but the four academies were also fighting with each other in a way that was almost arranged. I visited them and tried to tell them that dividing people into opposing camps was a form of trampling on the diversity of human beings. But the situation was more serious than I thought. They were like characters in a youth school drama, rigidly putting themselves in the position of the bully and the bullied. There was even a melodramatic plot of "Queen Bee" and "Worker Bee." At the same time, when dealing with the Ministry of Magic and the school board, I found that some people (I won't specify which Ministry of Magic head and which capitalists) were more arrogant and mean than ten years ago. They even tried to repeat some of Tom's ideas.
If the disappearance of the mermaid was a warning, then the phenomenon we are facing is the result of the disappearance of the barrier. Prejudice, fanaticism, extreme thoughts, I have seen these things before, and witnessed their consequences twice. I don't want to see it a third time, so I gathered the secret Phoenix Knights again.
Paddy Fenlin has left, and Miss Jean Grey and Principal Xavier can't come for the time being. In their place are Gellert, Kamia, and Miss Luna Lovegood. Here, I should say that our permanent members are Bashida Basarab, Sibel Trelawney, Inigo Inmag, Nick Lemay, and so on. In the early years, Sirius Black was also one of us. Of course, you are now one as well, but you haven't joined us yet.
Just like before, we raised the crystal ball, poured magic into it, and asked the world for an answer. Last time, we got a prophecy about the coming of the end of the world, and a year, 1994. This time, we got a name.
Harry, you can guess it, that's your name.
None of us should be surprised, right? After all, in this old man's chaotic memories, you have always been our golden boy. But this time, your name is associated with the "collapse," which surprised us a little.
The knights had their own opinions, and we discussed it for a few days. Bashida wanted you to join the discussion, but Kamia vehemently rejected the idea. Inmag and Nick Lemay, as usual, tried to smooth things over. If you ask me, they were the reason why the meeting took so long. By the time Albus knocked on the door and told me that the Ministry of Magic had passed a resolution, it had already started to rain.
Well, I can finally write this sentence: Harry, it's raining in the Hogwarts!
You probably remember the incident in Azkaban. Since the Dementors left, the security there has not been good, so finally there was a large-scale prison break. And our minister intends to send the remaining Dementors to guard the Hogwarts on the grounds of protecting the students. We spent some time explaining to the Ministry of Magic that this matter was ridiculous enough to bring Merlin back from the dead, but the result was not very friendly. The conversation ended with Gelert showing up and pulling out his magic wand.
But this conversation also made the knights realize the urgency of the situation. We must take some measures as soon as possible, otherwise the magic world will really collapse from the inside out.
At this time, Professor Kamia proposed an idea. From my point of view, this was not a sudden idea, but a plan that had been hatched a long time ago. That was why it was so … shocking.
Professor Kamia said that if we could not prevent the magic world from being corrupted in the real world, it would be better to move it away.
What she said was no longer within the scope of spatial magic. Thus, she was immediately met with a great deal of skepticism. But just as I had guessed, she had a complete plan. Moving the entire world of magic might be nonsense, but if we could find an anchor point and then gather the people we needed to move, we would only need to solve the problem of a dimensional pocket.
The anchor point she chose was the Hogwarts.
But "dimensional pocket" was not an existing magic spell, so Kamia had to explain to us how to operate it first. From my understanding, it was similar to a man-made magic storm. We just needed to direct the energy of the storm to a certain point, and then, like the explosion of a white dwarf, we could get a black hole. Then, using spatial magic as a springboard, we could steal the Hogwarts. And before that, we hid the entire magic world in the Hogwarts Castle. So, it could be said that we stole the magic world.
(Gelert said to me: Before he left the prison, he did not expect me to get him out so that he could steal things.)
Kamia told me that you had a similar experience, so you should be able to understand this plan. But most of the elders in the Knights felt that this plan was too risky and too exciting, so they were eager to try it. We rushed several plans overnight, on how to communicate with the leaders of the magic world in various countries, on how to locate and move the wizards who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, on how to eliminate the impact of the disappearance of Muggle wizards, on how to rebuild the Hogwarts to accommodate tens of thousands of wizard residents … To be honest, I felt that the reason they were so diligent was that this plan involved breaking the law.
Before the plan was really implemented, we only had one problem left to solve: Harry Potter.
Almost everyone thought that we should take you back to the magic world and smuggle you out with us, but Kamia stood up again, firmly opposed, and insisted that we should not even reveal this plan to you. But almost everyone (including me) thought that you would be one of the key factors to the success of this plan.
Kamia's insistence once again brought the meeting to a stalemate. This time, it was Tom who saved the day.
Tom Riddle.
Also known as Tommy Lovegood, she was carried into the meeting room by Miss Luna Lovegood. Before she spoke, we didn't even know if she could speak. But she called me by my name and asked Kamia to tell the truth, because we old guys already knew enough. As for the prophecy about our lifespan, I'm afraid it might not be accurate, so I won't mention it here.
After that, Harry, I was able to read your story in its entirety, about war, about death, about nothingness, existence, and time.
In addition, personally speaking, I have never felt the nothingness of life so realistically.
The meeting was suspended for a day.
The next day, we reached a consensus: we couldn't move Harry Potter, and we couldn't even let him know the slightest information about the transfer plan. Because Kamia had already understood the meaning of "collapse".
The following part was written by Kamia.
Harry,
Dumbledore wrote too long (I don't think his twilight love needs to take up so much space), so I'll make it short.
The current situation in the magic world is: dark clouds are looming over the city, rumors are spreading, and panic is everywhere. It's similar to what you experienced when you were in fifth or sixth grade. In addition to internal and external troubles, I'm afraid this evil rain is also affecting the mood of the people. Dumbledore has become the most wanted criminal (because of his twilight love), and we are now hiding in Grindelwald's safe house to write you a letter.
The 1994 prophecy should be reliable, and I guess Nihon will choose to act before the end of the year. This attack will undoubtedly target your weak willpower. Connected to Pandora's prophecy about "collapse", I'm afraid your conflict will directly endanger the real world. So, before the transfer is completed, we can't take the risk of bringing you into the magic world. And considering the connection between you and Nihon, as well as your ability to distort reality, I'm afraid we can't let you know about the existence of this matter.
The main purpose of this operation is to protect the magic world, but we all know that it's not only the magic world that needs to be saved, but also the only world we have left. So, when all of this is over, I'll come and talk to you.
If the above conversation doesn't happen, Harry Potter, I want you to remember: your most powerful weapon is yourself.
The following part was written by Luna.
Harry,
In order to complete the "space pocket", they need a special medium as a fixed point.
Kamia, who is an existence beyond space and time, became the fixed point.
My wish is world peace.
PS: And Ginny's safety.
A dividing line with no signature or date.
Harry had already finished reading the slender note, and Hermione was still using a magnifying glass to identify Luna's handwriting. They had already left the roadside stall and were sitting in an ice cream shop with no business, facing the indifferent boss.
Harry couldn't understand why an ice cream shop was still open in this season, and he also couldn't understand what "your most powerful weapon is yourself" meant. Could it be that if he tied a circle of fried chicken to himself and shouted "Allahu Akbar" on the street, he could exchange for world peace?
Hermione was silent for three minutes after listening, and then she told him that the reason for the boss' indifferent expression was that they didn't order anything, but sat in the shop for half an hour.
After ordering two cups of hot cocoa (yes, the ice cream shop also sold hot and cold drinks), Harry calmed down a little and began to analyze the ins and outs of the letter again. "So now the Hogwarts have been thrown into the black hole."
Hermione corrected him. "It's the space pocket."
"Now the Hogwarts have been put into the space pocket, and Kamia hasn't come to me." Harry tied a knot with the straw, and then popped the bubble, making a crisp sound.
Hermione continued to be calm. "This letter doesn't have a date, so we don't know when it was written. It's very likely that when Professor Kamia was going to come to you, it was already after Halloween. "
"So, the Hogwarts were put into the space pocket, and we were put into the Inner World. Bam! This is called a freak combination of circumstances!"
Hermione's forehead was bulging. "No, it should be said that the Hogwarts went to the space pocket just before the Inner World was formed, and it avoided you and Nihon."
Harry stopped abusing the straw, calmed down, and looked at Hermione. "What do you mean?"
"You have a house."
"Yes."
"At the same time, you have a nemesis."
"Huh?"
"You two agreed to fight in your house."
"Couldn't you have agreed to meet in the playground?"
"As a result, before you two started fighting, the demolition team came to tear down your house, and then built a new one for you in the new neighborhood next door."
"We still had a fight."
"But the house is still there, it just moved to the neighborhood next door."
Harry touched his chin and said suspiciously, "So, my nemesis and I are blind?"
Hermione rolled her eyes hard. "That's why Professor Kamia didn't let you know about the plan."
It was a pity that the witty Kamia and the entire magic world were in the space pocket, and their survival was uncertain. Harry and Hermione both avoided talking about whether the plan would succeed, and instead, tacitly focused on the Inner World first.
"So, if it's as you say, Nihon drew the blueprint for this world, and you became the architect, it's actually inappropriate to call it the Inner World. It's actually our original world, but the settings have been modified." Hermione pondered.
"That's right. It's more like a world that's been rebooted. "Harry opened the lid of the paper cup and drank the hot cocoa directly.
"Then, we need to know what settings Nihon modified. For example, the most obvious: No.
magic，No
super
power。”
Harry rolled his eyes. "Actually, it's not entirely accurate to say that there are no superpowers. After all, unlike wizards, superheroes don't all have superpowers. "
Hermione immediately remembered the first lesson that Jason Todd gave them. "Like Batman!"
"That's right." So, Harry had always put Batman at the top of his strategy list. "Also, as far as I can tell, what everyone has been deprived of, apart from their memories, seems to be just like magic … well, external abilities, like Laser Eye's laser eyes and Wolverine's claws. But Pietro can still run very fast, it's just that he can't exceed the limits of ordinary people."
"So, what's your guess?"
"I'm wondering if I subconsciously left a bug when I distorted the world." Harry slowly voiced his hypothesis. "Could it be that it's not a kind of deletion, but a kind of concealment?"
"You mean —" Hermione was also excited. "Everyone's abilities, including their memories, have only been suppressed and haven't disappeared."
"As I said, it's just a guess." Harry didn't dare to make any guarantees.
"But it's entirely possible that this guess is true!" Hermione was calm and excited. "Just like just now, when you told the story of Batman, Damien had a complete reaction. We can do more experiments to verify this conjecture! "
Harry agreed with Hermione's point of view and gave an example. "For example, we can take the green Kryptonite and ask Superman to do an appraisal."
"… life-threatening, pass." How am I going to dig for Kryptonite for you?
"Or we can ask Wolverine to go on a trip and see if he can pass the security check!"
"… the cost is too high, pass." Aren't you afraid that Scott will give you radiation?
Harry sighed, "Then I can only go and fight with the Death Servant."
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