Chapter 1200: Harry's Harvest

"Everything will be fine, believe me! Maybe you don't know yet, but I can safely use Gryffindor swords ... well, although I was surprised by this fact, because Gryffindor said me clearly Did not achieve the expected results. "
"Gryffindor? You mean, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, that Godric Gryffindor?"
At night, although Maca was going out to watch the vigil, let everyone sleep as much as possible.
But even if the big guys were all lying down, they couldn't sleep at all, so in the end they turned up from the mattress one after another and talked about them one by one.
At first, it was just you who explained the current situation to Harry in a word.
But after talking about situations in which even they were only half-knowledge, Harry's experience in the responsive room naturally became the most curious thing for everyone.
"Yes," Harry nodded immediately after seeing Hermione asking. "Although it should be just the magic of Gryffindor left in the sword, it is indeed Gryffindor himself—I He also said a lot! "
"Oh, that's really ..."
Hermione didn't know how to describe this feeling-was he surprised that Harry could see the ancients thousands of years ago? Or do you feel sorry for not being able to see it?
No, there isn't another ancient person in this world who is more "old" than Gryffindor, who is afraid that the world will make waves everywhere?
She thought about it and shook her head, but the inexplicable feeling faded a lot.
"Harry, you said just now, Gryffindor said you failed to meet expectations?"
"Ah, that's it!" Harry started, "To control this Gryffindor sword, you need the purest courage ... and my courage seems far from pure."
"At the time in the responsive room, I saw another self-I think it should be a self formed by my inner weakness and negative emotions."
"Gryffindor said that I had to defeat my worst side first to get a sheer courage to control the sword."
Hermione heard it, and she suddenly knew:
"Then you ... failed?"
"Yeah," Harry said, "Although I don't remember much, I just remember that I was irritated by the other one. Later, I challenged what failed, but after I woke up, Gran Fendo told me. "
"Oh, your worst side?" Ron whispered. "That sounds a bit scary."
"It's really scary," Harry thought of his scalp tingling when he thought of the remaining fragments in his memory. "That's the first time I know so clearly that I still have such a negative and selfish side ... … And more importantly, it ’s really me! Because I actually have those ideas, but I usually do n’t want to think too much.

"Like what?" Ron wondered.
Before Harry could react, however, Hermione glared at him immediately.
"Harry, you don't need to answer this question ..." she said, "I think that the other" you "may indeed be true, but it is obviously not yours. And in my opinion, it should only be you Some negative emotions look like. "
"Thank you, I'm fine." Harry shook his head about Hermione's thoughtfulness. "I seemed to have failed because I had escaped. Therefore, I don't want to escape my weakness anymore ..."
After a little pause, he followed:
"Actually at that time, the other I said a lot-he said that no matter how hard I tried, it would be impossible to rescue my parents. He also said that even for Ginny, I should not risk huge Risk doing something to challenge yourself. "
"It must be said that I was almost convinced by him, because those thoughts were actually the thoughts I had thought in myself."
"Is that so?" Ron thought about it, and patted Harry on the shoulder. "This, in fact, you should learn from me-in fact, I would call myself a waste every day, get up in the morning and swear, night Scold before going to bed, I think this can always alert myself. Do you say ... Is this also a way to challenge yourself? "
"is it?"
Harry blinked, seemingly unacceptable:
"What about the effect? ​​Have you beat yourself?"
When Ron heard it, he shrugged slightly subtly.
"Uh ... I think the effect is still there," he said. "At least now if there is 'another me' saying that I am a waste, I will not be angry ... yes, that's it!"
"That's just because you've succeeded in persuading yourself." Hermione glanced angrily again before turning her head, "Harry, don't listen to his uncle!"
"Maybe ... it still works?"
Harry smiled and supported his good buddy, and then turned:
"In short, I should have failed at the time. And according to Mr. Gryffindor, if I didn't have Maca and ... uh, he said that there was Professor Dumbledore-they both helped I."
"Without them, I would never have been able to wake up again ... and when I really came back to reality, I still thought that all the risks I took might have been in vain."
Speaking of which, Harry was spreading his hands, wondering:
"It wasn't until I ran around the school with my sword that I noticed that even if I held it all day, I would no longer lose my mind like before. And it was more than that-I Later, I went back to the training room where there was an responsive room and tried it. My physical fitness has become much better than before, and I even don't even look like a "witcher" at all! "
"Physical?" Hermione listened, starting to look up and down Harry's body. "What a good idea?"
"Oh, it's more troublesome to talk about, just look at it!"
Harry said, suddenly holding the mattress under his body with one hand, and then turned upside down from the sitting position with his legs crossed with only the strength of one hand.
"Look, this is like doing a long fitness training!" He stood upside down and continued to speak in the eyes of everyone's astonishment. "I've tried it, whether it's the speed of running or the sword, The power of punching and kicking is much stronger than before! But even more strangely, my physique is still the same as before-you know, the whole person is thin.
"Oh!"
As Harry finally rolled over again and sat back on the mattress, Ron couldn't help but pinch his arm.
"Really, I don't have as many muscles as before ... where is it different?"
"Uh-"
"Ahhhhh ... Ron, what are you doing!"
As he was talking, Ron punched Harry in the chest, causing him to cough as he covered his chest.
"Oh, I just want to try if you are more resistant to fights," Ron smiled embarrassedly, and then patted his back. "But obviously, you are still not as patient as before. Alas ... be careful in the future, don't jump too high, and throw yourself! "
"Ahem ... this is for you to say!" Harry rolled his eyes. "I've already fallen several times in the Requirement Room! Once I bumped my head against the ceiling, and my tears almost came out. It's up! "
"But I have to say that this will make you more flexible in battle."
Not far away, Fred and George were clearly optimistic about Harry's current state. Especially the thought that if they were to stay here next, they would definitely encounter more battles, and Harry would obviously become an indispensable combat force among them.
After all, in addition to this unexpectedly good body, Harry is also one of the few who have a higher level of duel among them.
But at this moment, Harry seemed to have other opinions about himself now.
"Not only is it more flexible," he said, "In fact, I think the most important thing is still the Gryffindor sword-remember? I used it to kill the fire dragon ... you think, if I cooperate If you want to fight faster, more power, more endurance? "
"I think you'd better think about this later and say it later!"
Coldly, Maca's voice suddenly came from the doorway, making everyone turn their heads subconsciously and looked over there.
"What are you thinking about?" Harry said, "I will stay, too!"
However, when she saw Maca come in gently, she sighed helplessly:
"Of course, it ’s the same thing that you need to consider carefully if you want to stay, but what I was just referring to is not this ... Harry, have you thought about fighting with such a sharp sword, it will be one What kind of scene? "
"Uh ... what do you mean?"
"Think of the exercises you did in the responsive room for those dueling puppets!" Said Maka. "If you switch to real people ... I don't think you can lie on the floor like you did at the time. Puffing in the middle of the wreckage. "
"Uh, uh-"
Just following Marca's words for a little imagination ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Harry felt nauseous, which made him silent even if he was alone.
After pointing this out, Maca looked at the others around her and went on to say:
"Why don't you sleep? If you just suffer from insomnia like this, I don't think you should even think about staying. I don't want to see any of you because of lack of sleep."
After all, he didn't continue to speak, as if he really just came to see if everyone had a good night's sleep and turned and left.
But in fact, he is actually the one who has no intention to sleep. Because of the many pressures repeatedly building up in his heart, maybe even if he doesn't need a vigil, he won't be able to settle down to sleep normally.
This night was long.
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