"Everything will be fine, believe me! Maybe you don't know, but I can actually use the Gryffindor sword safely... Well, although I am also surprised by this fact, because Gryffindor clearly said that I didn't can achieve the expected results.”
"Gryffindor? You mean, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, Godric Gryffindor?"
At night, though, Maka let everyone get as much sleep as possible before going out on patrol to keep watch.
But even though everyone lay down, it was difficult to fall asleep at all, so in the end they turned over and sat up from the mattress one after another, and started talking at one time or another.
At first, everyone just explained the current situation to Harry.
But after talking about the situations that even they themselves only had a partial understanding of, Harry's experience in the Room of Requirement naturally became the most curious thing for everyone.
"Yes," Harry nodded immediately when Hermione asked, "Although it should be just a magic left by Gryffindor in the sword, it is indeed Gryffindor himself - I and He also said a lot of things!"
"Oh, that's really..."
Hermione didn't know how to describe this feeling - was she surprised that Harry could see ancient people from thousands of years ago? Or do you feel sorry for not being able to see him
No, isn't there an ancient person in the world who is more "ancient" than Gryffindor, who is making trouble everywhere for fear of the world being in chaos
She thought about it and couldn't help but shake her head, and the indescribable feeling faded a lot.
"Harry, you just said that Gryffindor said you failed to live up to expectations?"
"Ah, that's it!" Harry nodded and said, "If you want to control Gryffindor's sword, you need the purest courage... And my courage seems to be far from pure enough."
"In the Room of Requirement, I saw another version of myself—I think it was a version of myself that was made up of my inner weaknesses and negative emotions."
"Gryffindor said that only by conquering the worst side of myself can I gain the pure courage to wield a sword."
When Hermione heard this, she suddenly understood:
"Then you...failed?"
"That's right," Harry said, "Although I actually don't remember it clearly, I just remember that I was angered by my other self at that time. Later, when I failed in the challenge, it was after I woke up that Gran Fendo told me."
"Oh, the worst part of yourself?" Ron whispered from the side, "That sounds a bit scary."
"It's indeed scary." Harry felt a little numb when he thought of the remaining fragments in his memory. "That was the first time I knew so clearly that I still had such a negative and selfish side... And more importantly, it was really me! Because I have actually had those thoughts before, but I usually don’t want to think about them too much.”
"For example?" Ron asked curiously.
However, before Harry could react, Hermione immediately glared at him.
"Harry, you don't need to answer this question..." she said, "I think that other 'you' may indeed be real, but it is obviously not all of you. And in my opinion, it should only be yours." What it looks like when some negative emotions are amplified.”
"Thank you, I'm fine." Harry shook his head at Hermione's thoughtfulness, "I seemed to have failed because I escaped. Therefore, I no longer want to escape from my weaknesses..."
After a slight pause, he then said:
"Actually, at that time, the other me said a lot - he said that no matter how hard I tried, it was impossible to save my parents; he also said that even for Ginny, I shouldn't take huge risks Go play a game that challenges yourself.”
"I must say, I was almost convinced by him, because those ideas were actually the thoughts that I had thought in my own mind."
"So that's it?" Ron thought about it for a moment, then patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Actually, you should learn from me on this point—in fact, I scold myself for being a waste every day. I also cursed before, I think this can always alert myself. You said... is this also a way to challenge yourself? "
"Yeah?"
Harry blinked his eyes and said as if he couldn't accept it:
"What's the effect? Have you defeated yourself?"
After hearing this, Ron shrugged slightly.
"Well... I think the effect is still there," he said, "At least now if there is an 'other me' who says I'm a waste, I won't be angry... Yes, that's it!"
"That's just because you have successfully convinced yourself." Hermione glared at him again angrily, then turned around and said, "Harry, don't listen to his bad idea!"
"Maybe... it actually has some effect?"
Harry smiled dryly and supported his good buddy, and then said:
"Anyway, I should have failed. And according to Mr. Gryffindor, if I hadn't had Maka and... well, he said Professor Dumbledore - both of them helped me. "
"Without them, I might never be able to wake up again... and after I really returned to reality, I still thought that all the risks I took might have been in vain."
Having said this, Harry spread his hands and said in confusion:
"It wasn't until I was running around school with the sword for a long time that I noticed that even if I held it all day long, I wouldn't lose my mind as much as I did before. And that's not all—I later noticed I went back to the training ground in the Room of Requirement and tried it again, and my physical fitness has actually become much better than before, and I even no longer look like a 'wizard' at all!"
"Physical fitness?" Hermione couldn't help but start looking up and down Harry's body as she listened, "What's a good idea?"
"Oh, this is troublesome to talk about. You will know just by looking at it!"
As Harry spoke, he suddenly used one hand to support the mattress under his body, and then turned over from a cross-legged sitting position to a handstand with just the strength of one hand.
"Look, it's like doing a long period of fitness training!" He stood upside down and continued to speak in front of everyone's astonished eyes, "I have tried it, whether it is the speed of running or swinging a sword, The power of punching and kicking is much stronger than before! But what's even more strange is that my physique is still the same as before - as you know, I am very skinny."
"oh!"
Seeing Harry finally turn over and sit back on the mattress, Ron couldn't help but reach over and squeeze his arm.
"It's true, you don't even have as much muscle as me... What's different?"
"Bang—"
"Cough cough cough... Ron, what are you doing!"
Just as he was talking, Ron punched Harry in the chest, causing him to clutch his chest and cough for a while.
"Oh, I just wanted to test whether you are more resistant to fighting," Ron smiled sheepishly, then patted his back and said, "But it's obvious that you are still as impatient as before. Beat...be careful in the future, don't accidentally jump too high and fall yourself!"
"Ahem... you don't have to tell me that!" Harry rolled his eyes, "I have fallen down in the Room of Requirement several times! One time I hit my head on the ceiling, and it hurt so much that I almost burst into tears. !”
"But I have to say, this will make you more flexible in battle."
Not far away, Fred and George were obviously very optimistic about Harry's current condition. Especially when they think about how they will encounter more battles if they stay here, Harry will obviously become an indispensable fighting force among them.
After all, in addition to this unexpectedly good body, Harry is also one of the people with a relatively high level of dueling among them.
But at this moment, Harry seemed to have another perspective on himself.
"It's not just more flexible," he said, "In fact, I think the most important thing is still the Sword of Gryffindor - remember? I used it to kill the fire dragon... You think, if I cooperate, it will be faster What about fighting with greater speed, greater strength, and greater endurance?"
"Regarding this, I think you'd better think it over carefully before speaking!"
Suddenly, Maka's voice came from the door, causing everyone to subconsciously turn their heads and look over there.
"What are you considering?" Harry said, "I will stay too, I will definitely!"
However, when Maka walked in gently, she sighed helplessly and said:
"Of course, whether you want to stay or not is something you need to consider carefully, but that's not what I just meant... Harry, have you ever thought about using such an extremely sharp sword to fight with people? What kind of scene?"
"Uh...what do you mean?"
"Think about the practice you did with those dueling dolls in the Room of Requirement!" Maka said, "If it were a real person... I don't think you would still be lying on the ground with wreckage like you were then. Breathing heavily in between.”
"Uh, um-"
Just following Maka's words and imagining it for a moment, Harry felt sick, which made him immediately fall silent.
After pointing this out, Maka looked at everyone else around her and said:
"Why aren't you sleeping yet? If you just lose sleep like this, I don't think you should even think about staying. I don't want to see any of you get into trouble because of lack of sleep."
After that, he didn't speak any more, and turned around and left as if he really just came to see if everyone was sleeping well.
But in fact, he is the one who has the least intention to sleep among all the people. Because a lot of pressure repeatedly piled up in his heart, maybe even if he didn't need to keep vigil, he wouldn't be able to settle down and sleep normally.
This night is still very long.