Chapter 1173 One Man's Castle

"Mr. Gryffindor? I... what just happened?"

When Harry came to, he found himself sprawled on the floor. And around him, except for Godric Gryffindor with the bushy hair, there was no one else.

"Well?"

He helped his slightly dizzy head to get up from the ground, and his eyes that scanned around couldn't find any other targets, and finally fixed on Gryffindor.

"I remember, I wasn't with my other self—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Harry felt that it seemed a little difficult to describe that memory. After a short pause, he simply shook his head, and then asked directly:

"Mr. Gryffindor, have I defeated that 'self'?"

"Ok?"

From the moment Harry woke up, Gryffindor just stood there calmly, looking at him without saying a word. It wasn't until Harry asked this sentence that he shook his head slightly.

"No, obviously not." Gryffindor said calmly, leaning on his sword, "You chose to escape from your own inner weakness, and then you were not unexpectedly pressed by your own weakness, and finally lost in the In pointless anger..."

"this--"

"...It should have been like this!"

Harry's astonishment and shame were blocked by Gryffindor's suddenly raised voice.

"But," Gryffindor continued, "you are very lucky, because you not only have an elder who is wise enough, but also a friend who is strong enough."

"It was your elder who seized the opportunity to save you, and put my hat on top of your head when you were on the verge of being lost; and it was your friend who, in order to let my hat have enough time to put you Pulling back from the anger and sin, I actually fought a battle with you who ran out of control without hurting you..."

Having said that, Gryffindor couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and said with a little doubt:

"Didn't the dueling ability of wizards weaken in your era? This is somewhat different from our estimate..."

Confused about Gryffindor,

Harry obviously didn't think much about it, because his attention had already been attracted by the other party's previous words.

"Elders and friends? And your hat?" Harry was startled, "Ah! Is it the Sorting Hat? Well... if you are a powerful friend, it is probably Maca? Then... who is the 'elder'? ?”

"It's Albus!"

Suddenly, I saw the Sorting Hat's brim barely showing from Gryffindor's waist and swayed in this direction, and said with some difficulty:

"Oops... Godric, you said hats are for wearing! You've been hanging me on this goddamn belt for all these years..."

"Because wearing it on your head will flatten your hair," Gryffindor said nonchalantly, his rough voice sounded a little lazy, "however, wearing a peaked hat with him is a wizard The minimum etiquette and symbols."

"You old hat, you still want to talk about 'etiquette'?" The Sorting Hat suddenly shouted, "Back then, every time you saw a powerful wizard, the first thing you said was, 'Let's have a duel!', Then draw out the sword and slash forward—when did you care about etiquette..."

Although the Sorting Hat is still exposing Gryffindor's background endlessly, Gryffindor doesn't care at all, it just thinks there is an annoying background music.

It can be seen that he has long been used to it.

"In short, not only did you fail to gain the purest courage by conquering your own heart, you almost never woke up again. So, unfortunately, it is impossible for you to fully control this special sword. "

Although he was already mentally prepared, after hearing Gryffindor say this with his own ears, Harry couldn't help but sighed in disappointment.

"Mr. Gryffindor, can't I...can't I try again?" he asked reluctantly.

"At least temporarily, it's impossible," Gryffindor nodded, "You need a long time to stabilize your spiritual will. And after that, you already understand how to face your own weaknesses If so, then try again when the time comes!"

As he was speaking, Gryffindor couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"You have to know that it is impossible for normal people to have a second chance, because they will completely sink into the sin of anger when they fail to challenge themselves for the first time... When you wake up, remember to thank the people who helped you Bar!"

"Of course, of course I will thank you! But, isn't Professor Dumbledore—" Before he finished speaking, Harry was suddenly taken aback, "Wait...'after awakening'?"

He looked around again, the familiar dueling doll, and the bookshelf filled with Defense Against the Dark Arts books... Isn't this the training room created by the Room of Requirement?

"Yes," Gryffindor waved his hand abruptly, "Go out! A lot of magic power has been wasted waiting for you to regain consciousness... I still have to wait for the real successor to arrive, and it can't be on your accident Use up all the time."

"Besides, after you go out...my sword will be handed over to you for safekeeping..."

In Harry's ear, Gryffindor's deep and rich voice floated farther and farther away. After waiting, Harry blinked his eyes subconsciously, but suddenly found that there was no one in front of him, and the only one in the training room was standing there, wearing a sorting hat and holding a Gryffindor sword.

Suddenly, Harry was speechless for a while.

"Why, are you stupid?"

"Ok?"

He rolled his eyes upwards, glanced at the brim of the sorting hat, and then said in a daze:

"Where's Mr. Gryffindor?"

"Obviously not here!" The sorting hat on his head suddenly fell down, directly covering his dazed eyes, "If you want these eyes to be useless, you can donate them to those in need. people!"

"Oh! That's not what I meant...well, forget it!"

Harry grabbed the brim of the hat and pulled it up, and simply took off the Sorting Hat. After thinking about it, he walked straight to the door of the Room of Requirement.

"Squeak—"

Accompanied by a slight sound of opening the door, he found that it was dark outside, with spiders of all sizes everywhere.

To be honest, even if Harry remembered that it was Maca's pet, he was still taken aback.

"Harry Potter is out..."

Hearing a voice suddenly came from the door frame above, he shrunk his neck subconsciously, and then looked up. But almost at the same time, a piece of parchment floated down from above, and happened to cover his face.

"what?"

Harry hurriedly grabbed it randomly, and after realizing that it was a piece of paper, he held it in front of him and looked at it.

He soon saw that the content above was very simple.

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Harry:

I know you're going to be out soon, but I suddenly have something to do and I won't be back until a while. If you are hungry, you can go to the kitchen, there is something to eat.

Also, because the school held a study tour during your absence, everyone is out now. So to prevent you from feeling lonely because no one welcomes you, I have given the task of welcoming you back to these 'cute' little guys right in front of you.

You can try feeding them some bread from your kitchen.

Macariu

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Obviously, Maca didn't mention the situation of Hermione and others in this message. After all, Harry just woke up, and no one knows what kind of state he is in, so it's better to let him rest for a while.

"Oh! I think it's better to make me 'lonely'!" Harry looked at such a large spider, first muttered a little, and then wondered, "Could it be... I've been stuck in it For a long time?"

"It's been a long time..." Although the Sorting Hat can't read letters, Harry can still hear what he said, "Hmm... has the study tour been restarted? This is the momentum to return to the top! It seems that, I have to think hard about my welcome speech for next semester... Don't you think so, Potter boy?"

"Ah, yes—"

Harry responded perfunctorily. Seeing that the spiders in the corridor moved aside one after another to make way for him, he raised his legs and walked outside.

As he walked down the corridors and stairs, not to mention the shadows on the way, even the ghosts were gone, he just said "everyone is outside" written in Maca's letter With a clear understanding.

Is this really "all" out?

But Harry wasn't too surprised that Maca was still in the school - under the circumstances, someone had to stay in the castle, didn't he?

After looking around but seeing no one, Harry really felt that his stomach was already empty, and he didn't even have the strength to walk.

Not long after, he went to the underground kitchen according to Maca's message, and ate some "weird" food to make do.

Of course, apart from nothing being hot, he felt that the taste was surprisingly not bad.

However, when Harry came out of the kitchen and planned to go back to the dormitory to change clothes, he suddenly paused as he passed the hall.

"Is there someone out there?"

He hurriedly took a few steps back and looked outside the main gate of the castle again, only to find a figure looming at the school gate in the distance.

"Huh? Sure enough, there is someone there... Who is that?"

Harry hesitated for a moment on this side of the hall, but quickly took off and hurried out to the vestibule. And in his hand, the sword of Gryffindor was still shining brightly.

Obviously, although he kept Gryffindor's words in mind, he kept the sword with him. But he didn't seem to notice that he had been carrying this thing for a long time.

And until now, nothing abnormal has happened to him.

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