Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

Just as Jade was helping Harry increase his reputation.

Harry followed Jackie Chan back to his father's antique shop and told his father about the strange things that had happened to him.

After locking himself in his study and meditating for most of the day, the old man communicated with the spirit of the Grand Master in heaven and gave an answer.

"The Archmage told Dad that Harry, you were the one who absorbed part of the spell's power."

The old man sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, surrounded by incense burners from which wisps of smoke rose, but it wasn't pungent.

On the contrary, the smoke surrounding the old man made him look even more mysterious, giving him an otherworldly feel.

"What, me?"

Harry was quite surprised to learn that the reason was actually related to him.

"That's right, and the power of the talisman in Jade's body also originated from you, Harry. Perhaps it was because of the soul swap between you that it was also brought to Jade." Dad nodded.

"No wonder," Jackie Chan said, suddenly realizing, "So that's why Jade didn't awaken any power after coming into contact with the talisman?"

"But Dad, won't Harry absorbing the power of the talisman affect him and Jade? After all, you said the power of the talisman comes from that evil Shendu," Jackie Chan asked worriedly.

Harry looked at his father as well.

The old man said thoughtfully, "First of all, Harry didn't absorb all the power of the talisman; he only gained a small portion of it. Secondly, the absorption of the talisman's power also weakens Shendu to some extent..."

Jackie Chan said, "So, this is a good thing?"

"No, no." The old man shook his head, his expression serious.

"If the Holy Lord's power is weakened, the fragile balance between righteous and dark energy may be tilted, leading to other dangers!"

However, in retrospect, it's a good thing, at least the Holy Lord is their biggest enemy right now.

In addition, Jade's magic does not all come from Harry; some of it comes from Jade herself, but it was activated because of Harry's appearance.

The old man speculated that perhaps as Harry and Jade swapped bodies more often, their connection would become closer, and they might even share magic.

This is why Harry can move hundreds of bricks to float and smash enemies without a wand; his magic is constantly increasing.

Harry completely trusted his father's judgment. Since his father said it wasn't a bad thing for him, Harry felt relieved.

But then Harry remembered something else.

There was a small problem he unexpectedly discovered while meditating after returning to his body.

.....

"That's right. When I went back and tried to meditate as you instructed, I found it difficult to concentrate."

"Also, when I relax my mind and body and use magic to feel myself, I feel... there seems to be something in my mind that doesn't belong to me..." Harry hesitated before expressing his feelings.

After hearing this, the old man was clearly intrigued, and his bright eyes turned to Harry.

"Tell your father in detail what specific feelings you'll experience."

"I feel... the scar on my forehead sometimes suddenly hurts and distracts me, and sometimes it makes me feel really bad," Harry said after thinking for a moment.

"And as soon as I entered Jade's body, that inexplicable irritability and oppression disappeared," Harry added.

This is what Harry found strange.

Logically, he should feel more comfortable back in his own body.

But why does it seem like it's the other way around?

Harry felt uncomfortable and uneasy after returning last week. But this time, when he switched back with Jade, he didn't feel that way at all.

The old man didn't answer immediately. He thought for a moment before asking again, "Harry, have you ever had this inexplicable feeling of discomfort before?"

Harry nodded.

"The scar on my forehead sometimes hurts, like something is drilling into my head. After that, I feel terrible for a few days and have nightmares... dreaming of scenes I've never seen before."

As Harry spoke, noticing his father's increasingly serious expression, he cautiously asked...

"So, is there something wrong with my health?"

.....

"Oh dear!"

Suddenly, the old man let out a sharp, explosive sound, startling Jackie Chan and Harry.

Harry blinked innocently.

What happened?

"No, it's not that there's something wrong with your body, Harry!" Old Man said sternly, shaking his head. "It's your soul!"

"Soul?" Harry repeated.

"That's right, Dad thinks there's some kind of unclean stuff attached to you, Harry!"

As he spoke, the old man stood up, strode to the bookshelf, climbed the ladder, and searched for a while before finally pulling out a thick book from deep within the shelf.

"In this world, the ancients valued the five senses of heaven and man, the unity of spirit and body, and believed that the connection between the soul and the body was the closest."

"Harry, you always feel inexplicably irritable, your scars keep aching, and your meditation isn't working well—it's all because of some unclean thing attached to you!"

The old man's expression was very serious.

After all, this not only concerns the safety of Harry, his only disciple whom he had just taken on, but also the safety of Jade while she was inside Harry's body.

Harry was a little uneasy because he hadn’t expected his father to be so worried about what he thought was a minor matter.

"But why?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

"I mean, why is this happening? I've never been exposed to magic before."

"Harry," his father said, "think again," "have you encountered anything strange, or any strange people?"

Harry pondered for a moment, then suddenly a brilliant idea flashed into his mind, and he blurted it out.

"...Could it be related to the scar on my forehead? I heard it was caused by a very powerful dark wizard..."

The old man and Jackie Chan exclaimed in unison, "A powerful dark wizard?"

Harry nodded.

He remembered what Ollivander, the old man who made the wands, had once told him.

Eleven years ago, when the Dark Lord came to him, attempting to kill him.

Harry's mother cast a protective spell on him at the last moment, saving him from the Killing Curse, but the Dark Lord's curse also left that scar on Harry's forehead.

The scar, though representing Harry's mother Lily's deep and great maternal love for her son, was also a mark left by the Dark Lord's curse...

This was the only reason Harry could think of that might have something dirty inside him.

"...Could it be because of that dark magic that I have these aftereffects?"

But after hearing Harry's story, his father shook his head.

"Most black magic is indeed evil, but its effects shouldn't have lasted this long..."

"So it's not because of that?" Harry asked, somewhat disappointed.

He felt that fate was somewhat unkind to him... Whenever Harry thought he saw hope, something new would always pop up.

Seeing Harry's dejection, his father comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, Harry, you're my apprentice. I'll always protect you!"

Upon hearing this, Harry cheered up again.

"Um!"

The old man said with some regret, "It's a pity Harry, your body is in another world, otherwise I'd like to see what kind of filthy thing dares to cling to my disciple!"

As the successor of a great sorcerer and a righteous sorcerer, it's no exaggeration to say that my father was born with the ability to subdue demons and monsters.

Jackie Chan asked, "Dad, you still haven't told us what exactly is wrong with Harry."

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