Chapter 11: Notice, Prophecy and First Encounter with the Savior
Before they knew it, it was 1991, and Aiden and Ron celebrated their eleventh birthday with their family.
In May, an owl delivered two letters to Aiden and Ron, and Aiden hurriedly opened the letters.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(President of the International Federation of Wizards, First Class of the Order of Merlin, Archmage, and Chief Magician of the Wizengamot)
Dear Mr. Prewett:
We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required secretaries and equipment.
The semester is scheduled to begin on September 1st. We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July 31st.
Vice-Chancellor
Sincerely, Minerva McGonagall
The second sheet came with the materials the little wizard needed to wear when he started school.
However, unlike Ron who received two pages of paper, Aiden also received a letter from Dumbledore.
"Dear Aiden, congratulations on your journey to Hogwarts. I hope you can go with Rubeus Hagrid, the key keeper and gamekeeper of Hogwarts, to pick someone up on July 31st. Your abilities may be helpful to your future classmates."
After reading the letter, Aiden raised his eyebrows. He thought to himself, "Old Bee has sent me an invitation to join a dungeon team. Should I join?"
"Ding, the host can participate."
"System?" Aiden was surprised. Ever since the system turned into a gem, its intelligence has been increasing day by day.
"Ding, prophecy magic is a magic that contains the rules for the operation of the world's magic. The host can participate in it and observe the world by becoming a part of the prophecy. It will be of great benefit to the host's spells and sequence abilities. Ron Weasley will also be involved. According to how much the host values his family, the host will inevitably be involved in this storm."
"Wait, Ronnie is also part of the prophecy, why" Aiden asked confused.
"Ding, July's prophecy comes from the conflicts within the wizarding world. The souls of wizards connect the world, so it is inevitable that it is made. It is essentially a conflict between the pure-blood families who control most of the wealth and power, and the half-blood and Muggle wizards who desire these things."
"Ding! The pure-bloods were unwilling to lose their power, so they created Voldemort as their spokesperson to reap the benefits. However, Voldemort lost control while studying the dark arts. This was unpredictable and yet seemed destined. The pure-blood families that were already deeply bound to Voldemort were dragged into the abyss. Killing and bloodshed spread, and other wizards were forced to get involved in their ambitions."
"Ding, but how can the purebloods, who are a minority, fight against the ordinary wizards, who are the majority? When the majority pray for peace, the collective subconscious sea resonates with the magic power, and the magic power rewrites the world according to the prayer. The result is undoubtedly that the prophecy is fulfilled, the Dark Lord falls, and the purebloods lose power. This also conforms to the rule of sociology that new things will inevitably replace old things."
"Ding, the host also knows that the prophecy has not ended. As a member of the pro-Muggle Weasley family and the same age as the person who is destined to be born, Ron Weasley will inevitably slide towards the center of the vortex due to the fluctuations of fate caused by the prophecy."
"Is there anything special about pure-blood families?" Aiden asked again.
"Ding, the long history, the magic in the blood, and the deep connection with the misty fantasy world."
"A hazy illusion?"
"bite........"
"Okay, okay, I get it. Insufficient information again, right?" Aiden has also reached a tacit understanding with the system at this moment. He knows that the system will use insufficient information as an excuse for things it does not want to reveal.
"I'll tear your mind apart sooner or later, humph." Aiden uttered a threat that was neither light nor heavy.
"Ding, =w="
Aiden looked at Ron who was playing wizard chess on the sofa with pity and prayed for him silently.
On the other side, at number four, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, Mr. Dursley is the director of a drilling factory called Glennings. He has a happy family, a beautiful wife and a lovely son.
Of course there was also a hateful nephew, but the Dursleys never mentioned their nephew, and they never talked about magic. The Dursleys always avoided such events.
June 23rd, today is Dudley Dursley's birthday. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley prepared gifts for their son early. They are driving to the Surrey County Zoo, where they plan to spend the whole day.
It was a perfect plan and a perfect trip, but unfortunately there was an imperfect person in the car, thought Mr. Dursley who was sitting in the driver's seat.
The family came to the reptile house excitedly to see the various animals on display.
"MOVE" Mr. Dursley and his son knocked on the glass, making noises, but unfortunately the snake in the window didn't want to pay attention to them.
Aiden, on the other hand, was holding an ice cream in his hand and watching the family's mischief with interest from behind.
Aiden, who is already eleven years old, has become a tall and handsome young man. His handsome appearance should have made him the focus of everyone, but unfortunately this Sequence Seven psychologist does not want to be in the spotlight.
"Wait, Tingtingyuli, you coding bastard, do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Aiden dissed without hesitation.
Ahem, that’s not important. Let’s go back to the window. The Dursley father and son lost interest and left in disappointment.
A thin boy wearing ill-fitting clothes was still standing in front of the window, making a hissing sound. The snake also raised its head, and the two seemed to be having a conversation.
Aiden looked at the boy. The blue light on his body showed the boy's lonely heart. But his magic power actually split into three colors.
"So love and protection are pink, so girly. And this purple, it faintly reveals a taste of madness. Well, it must be that adult." Aiden complained in his heart.
At this time, Dudley, who saw the snake raised its head, ran back, pushed Harry aside, and knocked on the glass excitedly, while Harry sat on the ground and stared at the window.
“Oh, anger.” Aiden was still eating melon in the front row.
The glass of the exhibition hall window disappeared in an instant, and Dudley Dursley fell into the exhibition hall.
"Interesting, when Harry Potter cast the spell, the purple light expanded, and the magic power actually flowed through Voldemort's soul first." Aiden marveled at the side.
Fearing that the python might hurt someone, Aiden gave the python a hint and cast a healing spell on the window. After the hint, the python thanked Harry first and then quickly crawled out of the reptile house, causing a commotion outside.
"Good job, kid." Aiden said to Harry, and at the same time the suggestion Aiden had put on Harry failed.
Harry, who was still immersed in joy, was called back to his senses by this voice. He looked behind him and saw a girl...? A boy stood behind him, with a pair of heterochromatic pupils that attracted attention.
Harry recalled in his heart why he didn't notice such a person by his side just now.
"Who are you?" Harry asked.
"You'll find out later, but you might have to deal with the guy behind you first."
Aiden left a suspense. Harry turned around and found Mr. Dursley looking at him with contempt. The glass of the window had been restored at some point, and the anxious Mrs. Dursley was knocking on the window. Dudley was trapped inside.
Vernon Dursley only started to get angry with Harry when he got home. He was so angry that he could hardly speak. He only said a few words: "Go--to--the--cupboard--stay--without-eating."
Then he slumped down on the sofa, and Petunia Dursley ran over to pour him a large glass of brandy.
Harry didn't know how long he stayed in the dark cupboard. He suddenly wanted a watch to check the time and make sure whether the Dursleys were asleep.
Only when they were all asleep would he sneak into the kitchen to find something to fill his stomach.
The escaped python brought Harry the worst possible punishment, and when he emerged from the cupboard the summer holidays had already begun.
