"Pick up the sword! Don't doubt your own will, put aside those useless timidities... Only courage, determination and strength are the qualities that everyone should have!"
"Isn't this enough? Can't you hold on anymore? Is it too painful? No, this sword is not scary. What is scary is you - your weak heart!"
"I said... pick up the sword!"
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From the moment Harry grasped the sword in the Room of Requirement, he seemed to see another self staring at him, sometimes in pain, sometimes appeal, sometimes fear...
What's even stranger is that he can almost clearly experience all the feelings of that "other self".
He knew that the other self was suffering from the loss of his parents since childhood; he also knew that the other self was crying out for power; and he even knew that he was afraid of having hurt Luna with this sword.
Yes, all of these are the contradictions that Harry buried deep in his heart.
He hopes to gain enough strength so that he will never lose any relatives or friends. However, although the Sword of Gryffindor can bring him immense strength, it can also plunge him into a nightmare abyss beyond his control.
And just when he held the silver hilt of Gryffindor's sword, the mysterious power hidden in the sword seemed to suddenly expand his inner thoughts infinitely.
He has courage and a typical perseverance of Gryffindor House - but while the sword amplifies his courage, it also amplifies other more negative things.
There is no doubt that this forced Harry to face the most vulnerable places in his heart.
However, people's biggest enemy in life is often themselves... It is obviously extremely difficult to defeat yourself.
Just when Harry was falling into a cycle of self-contradiction little by little, when the courage he had finally accumulated was being worn away little by little by his own pain, demands and fears, Gryffindor himself appeared!
That was not a phantom, it was the real Godric Gryffindor himself - at least in Harry's mind, that figure was undoubtedly "real".
Underneath the flame-like long red hair, the neatly combed red beard, and the red-bottomed gold-trimmed short robe, he had a strong physique that didn't look like a wizard at all.
Gryffindor was worthy of being the most outstanding duel master at that time. Just looking at that amazing momentum made people feel irresistibly brave and powerful.
"Harry Potter, huh?"
Next to Harry's "other self", Gryffindor stood there, holding the gleaming silver sword in his hand.
"You can awaken my will to stay in the sword, which shows that you have extraordinary courage and determination. Unfortunately, you are still confused in your heart. If you only rely on the current you, it is best not to draw me out again. The sword."
Having said this, Gryffindor paused the sword in his hand, and then said in a deep voice:
"I think you understand what I'm talking about."
Gryffindor's words seemed to be transmitted directly into his head. Even though Harry knew that he could not understand half of the words the other party said, he could still clearly understand what the other party said.
"Are you... one of the founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor?" Harry was holding the same sword in his hand, but he had no intention of paying attention to the sword now. .
"Mr. Gryffindor, why... why do you know my name?"
"Huh?" Gryffindor didn't seem to be very interested in Harry's question. He waved his hand casually and said, "I know everything the hat knows - of course, it's not important. Potter, you just You need to understand that you have one last chance to give up this sword!"
The Gryffindor figure paused for a moment after staring at Harry, and then suddenly reminded:
"Don't think that I am testing your determination. Anyone who knows me knows that I never like to play those twists and turns! This sword is very dangerous for you. Once you can't control it, , it will drive you in turn and make you a source of disaster who only knows how to kill but has no self-will at all!"
"So, for the sake of Hogwarts and all the creatures in this world, I must warn you - if you cannot resist its power, I will let you stand here forever until death takes you away."
"No! I won't give up!"
Just as Percy suffered from his own powerlessness, so naturally did Harry.
It was clear that the enemy who killed his parents was lurking in front of him, but he could not do anything. In the end, he had to use Maka's hand to avenge his parents.
Although Harry never said anything about this, and even thanked Maka for her help, he obviously wanted to use his own power to defeat Voldemort.
And now, he also has his beloved. In order to better protect Ginny from the threat of Haierbo and prevent his parents' tragedy from happening again, he became more and more hungry for power.
Sometimes, there may be a thin line between good and evil.
If there were no bad examples like the Dursleys and the support of friends such as Hermione and Ron, Harry might have set a clear bottom line in his heart, and he might have embarked on another extreme path. It’s also unknown.
Fortunately, none of this made him forget some of the most important things, which enabled him to hold on to this sword tightly and awaken Gryffindor's will.
And because of this, how could he give up so easily at this point
"Mr. Gryffindor... In order to protect everyone and assist Maka, I need enough power!"
"If you insist," Gryffindor said with stern eyes, "then cut off the fragility in your heart and defeat yourself - I must say, this is not an easy path to take, and I am very unscrupulous. recommend."
He was obviously not a person who liked nonsense. After noticing Harry's determination, he immediately took a step away from the "other Harry" standing opposite Harry.
Only then did Harry realize that the reason why Gryffindor stood there motionless was actually suppressing the other him.
That other self is based on the negative will in his heart and transformed by the power of Gryffindor's sword.
Just when Harry was on guard, wanting to see what would happen, the other party suddenly spoke.
"Harry, you are me, so you should also understand... You can't do anything with just courage. There are a lot of helplessness in this world, for example... we will never be able to save dad and mom."
"Harry, if you think about it again, even if you have this power, what can you do? Your talent is only slightly better than the average person, and it is far less powerful than Maka. Even if you get Even with the sword, he is still stronger than you."
"Oh, right! Harry, there is one more thing you must understand - if you can't defeat yourself, you will never be able to leave here! Consider Ginny's feelings! She can't live without you, just like you can't live without you. Can't live without her..."
Nothing can make people feel more desperate than exposing their own scars, because those words hit the painful spot extremely accurately, so real that Ren couldn't help but want to flinch.
Even if Harry tried to convince himself that all this was an illusion created by the sword of Gryffindor, what he faced was not the devil at all, but the other self in his heart.
Gryffindor will leave a part of his will in the sword, not for anything else, but for those descendants who try to inherit his sword.
Because he knows very well that once you are confused, it is extremely difficult to force a breakthrough.
Opposite him, his other self was still chattering, and Harry gritted his teeth with words that pierced his heart. He knew that this was just a lie and that the power in the sword was killing his will, but he just couldn't refute every word the other party said.
No, that's not right! Since you want to defeat yourself, wouldn't it be better to just put it all aside and stop thinking about these unsolvable problems
"Shut up!" Harry suddenly covered his ears and shouted, "You're lying! You can't mislead me! I just want to gain power, and this has nothing to do with the things you said-"
The Gryffindor on the side looked at Harry in front of him and suddenly shook his head slightly.
And almost at the moment when Harry covered his ears, the other party's voice seemed to suddenly amplify several times, and kept swirling in his mind.
Harry, who originally just wanted to forget these things, gradually became irritated by the sudden increase in chatter. The more he tried to empty his mind and keep these words away from him, the clearer the voice became.
I don't know at what moment, an uncontrollable anger suddenly burst out from Harry's heart.
"I told you to shut up!"
Suddenly raising his hand, the ruby on the Gryffindor sword that Harry had been holding suddenly burst into a burst of red light.
What followed was a flash of sword light from top to bottom, passing through the figure of his other self opposite him.
"finished?"
Gryffindor looked at Harry, whose eyes were sharp but showed no self-control, and couldn't help but sigh slightly. But who knows, in the next second, a shabby wizard pointed hat suddenly appeared on Harry's head.
"Master Ge, how about this? Let me do all the dirty work... Ouch! Isn't this Godric? Why aren't you dead yet, you bastard?"
Needless to say, this tone and style of speaking, what else could it be if it were not the Sorting Hat
"Hey... boy, can you do it? Wake me up—"
Regardless of continuing to chat with Gryffindor, it quickly shouted loudly as soon as it realized that Harry was in critical condition.