Harry Potter and Master of Magic

When Zhang Hao and Dumbledore saw Harry, he had not woken up from his coma.

It took three days for the poor child to regain consciousness.

When Harry woke up, it happened that Zhang Hao and Dumbledore looked at him for the second time.

The little lion blamed himself when he saw Dumbledore, thinking he had messed everything up.

"Professor, the Philosopher's Stone! It's Quirrell! He got the Philosopher's Stone—sorry, it's all my fault!"

Harry seemed to be still in the nightmare of three days ago.

Dumbledore hurriedly comforted Harry, he said with a smile: "Don't get too excited, dear child, what you said is a little out of date, Quirrell didn't get the Philosopher's Stone."

In order to build confidence in Harry, Dumbledore commented on what Harry had done, and by the way exaggerated his achievements.

"Look at these candies!" Dumbledore laughed. "These are from your friends and admirers. Everything that happened in the basement between you and Professor Quirrell was a complete secret. And the secret It always spreads like wildfire, so the whole school's teachers and students naturally know all about it."

Harry smiled happily as he looked at the candies that were almost covering the hospital bed.

"However, sometimes you can't be too reckless. If it wasn't for Mr. Zhang Hao this time, you might have sacrificed heroically."

Dumbledore, like the devil, poured cold water on Harry when he was smug.

"Thank you!" Harry looked at Zhang Hao and said gratefully, "My friend."

"You're welcome, Harry." Zhang Hao said nonchalantly, "We have planned, you guys will take the lead, and I'll take care of you."

Dumbledore said with a deep meaning: "Next time you encounter such a major decision, you might as well consider the advice of your friends. Great people must not be self-willed. Understand?"

This was said to both Harry and Zhang Hao, and both nodded.

"Professor, I've been thinking...even though I didn't get the Philosopher's Stone, I fell down..." Harry said with difficulty: "I mean, You-Know-"

"Just call him Voldemort! Harry," Dumbledore encouraged. "The fear of a name reinforces the fear of the thing itself. So, always use the correct name for things!"

With Dumbledore's encouragement, Harry became very excited. Without hesitation, he said, "Voldemort is still trying to make a comeback in other ways, isn't he? He hasn't disappeared?"

"Yes, Harry, he's not gone. He's still hiding somewhere, maybe looking for a body he'd like to share." Dumbledore nodded, discussing Voldemort speculation with Harry.

Zhang Hao occasionally interjected, but he only cooperated with Dumbledore. He could see that Dumbledore was trying to give Harry confidence and determination.

That's where his sacrifices are needed, and if he keeps showing his edge, Harry will always live in his shadow.

Maybe that's what Dumbledore was worried about, and that's why he made the first request.

Since there is a deal first, Zhang Hao doesn't mind sacrificing some false reputation.

They talked a lot together until Madam Pomfrey came out to chase them away.

Because of their delay, Ron, Hermione and Draco did not see Harry even though they came.

"Mr. Zhang Hao, your friends are here, so I won't disturb you." Dumbledore nodded at the children, and then walked away gracefully.

"Hey! Isn't that guy Harry handsome?" Draco said unhappily: "I made sacrifices too, why is everyone putting all the glory on him? Damn!"

"Oh! Be careful." Ron said with a frown. "You've said it a hundred times, can you stop for a while?"

"Hao! What happened to Harry?" Only Hermione was very rational, she asked with concern: "He was really scary that day,

Has he been struck by black magic? I heard that being hit by black magic can have serious consequences. "

"I asked if you could let me have a word." Zhang Hao finally found a chance to speak, and he comforted: "Don't worry! You don't have to worry, Harry is fine, and it is estimated that he will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Humph! Who is worried about him?" Draco said awkwardly: "I'm just worried about my honor, not him!"

Ron and Hermione curled their lips in disdain, apparently not believing this statement.

...

The next day, Harry did appear at the breakfast table.

A group of little wizards surrounded him and asked questions, even wanting to know the color of Harry's underwear.

"Hey! Listen to me," Harry was so annoyed that he couldn't help shouting, "I didn't do what happened that day. My friends helped me overcome the difficulties. Zhang Hao was even more so. At the most critical moment, he defeated Quirrell with superb magic, and he saved me!"

Zhang Hao felt bad when he heard this: "Dumbledore wants to push you to be a hero, what are you doing with me? Doesn't this make me break my promise and put me on fire?"

This will not work!

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao quickly said, "Don't believe Harry, he is just afraid that you will pester him. In fact, he has done more. Let's cheer for the superheroes at Hogwarts!"

Harry was instantly drowned in a sea of ​​cheers, and he seemed to want to struggle, shouting with the utmost strength: "Hey! Don't forget my friends!"

"Of course, we will not forget them." George Weasley laughed. "You are all superheroes, and none of you can run away."

"Yes, so is my dear brother." Fred Weasley replied: "He is also one of the superheroes, and we are very honored."

Zhang Hao suddenly discovered that he seemed to have accidentally helped Hogwarts into something amazing.

But he didn't have time to think about it anymore, because part of the crowd surrounding Harry was diverted and rushed towards him and his friends.

Even Draco had a few more little fans around him, and this was the first time in his life that he was respected.

Oh! He seemed a little uncomfortable, and the enthusiasm of the people made him a little scared.

"Don't surround me like that," he said timidly. "You go to Harry! Oh! Don't be like that, don't touch my hand."

Fortunately, everyone has a degree of chasing stars, and finally knows that they have to eat breakfast later.

The little friends sat together and discussed the feelings of the stars and the moon.

"That's great!" Ron was most excited, he had always envied his brother, and now it was finally his turn to envy him.

Hogwarts superheroes! None of his older brothers have this honor.

"I... I didn't do anything, everyone was too enthusiastic." Hermione felt ashamed, the little girl thought she should do whatever she did.

"It's really too enthusiastic, I feel like someone is tearing my robe." Draco is still scared now, but his eyes are bright, and he has obviously found the meaning of life.

"Have we really done something big?" Harry still couldn't believe it, he said uncertainly, "Why do I feel like I just fell asleep? Hao, you are the real hero. You defeated Quirrell. A fusion with Voldemort!"

"Harry, you can't think that way, you should enjoy everyone's enthusiasm." Zhang Hao patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "To tell you the truth, the reason I followed you that day was because I really wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

As soon as these words came out, the friends were stunned.