Now the big three-headed dog stood there motionless, with six eyes staring at them. Harry knew that the only reason they were not dead was that their sudden appearance surprised him. But it was quickly coming to his senses, and what the deafening roars meant was clear.

Harry groped to twist the door handle-between Felch and Death, he would rather choose Felch.

They stepped back step by step - Harry slammed the door. They returned to the corridor and ran away, literally running, not realizing that the big dog seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall. When they ran away, a man appeared at the door out of thin air, and it was Sauron.

Sauron stood there without leaving, frowned and said to the empty corridor: "When will you see, dear Professor Dumbledore."

Then, like Sauron, Dumbledore emerged from the air out of thin air. He looked at Sauron with a smile on his face.

"It's amazing. I have to say that your talent in magic is unprecedented. It's hard to believe that you can have this strength at such an age, Mr. Porter." Dumbledore said appreciatively.

"But I'm far behind you, right?" Sauron looked at Dumbledore and said, "I think Voldemort at his peak is no match for you either."

"Mr. Potter, you are too modest. You must know that neither me, Grindelwald nor Voldemort could touch the essence of magic at your age, and I guess you have already ignited the fire of the origin." Dumbledore said calmly.

Sauron narrowed his eyes, but said nothing.

"Mr. Potter, I can feel that you have a strong and cold heart, more cruel than Voldemort, because his coldness is only directed to others, and you are equally cruel to yourself. It is precisely because of this that you grow faster than him. However, I hope that you can keep your heart and not lose yourself because of the pursuit of strength, just like poor Voldemort." Dumbledore said calmly and serious.

After hearing this, Sauron took a deep breath. After a long time, he slowly said, "Thank you, professor."

After hearing this, Dumbledore showed a hint of relief on his face, and then he turned to a relaxed tone and said, "Forgive me for being an old man for being too talkative. Although I know you care about Harry very much, he is different from you. After all, he is just a child and some things cannot be forced to come."

Dumbledore didn't say much, but Sauron understood what he meant. Sauron's expression was complicated, and after a long time, he said helplessly, "I'll try my best. I want to wait for Harry to grow up and the situation will be better."

...

Section 3

In the next week, Soren's performance was still excellent. Soren received a lot of extra points for Slytherin in classes other than Potions and Magic History. In Potions, Snape and Soren's relationship did not improve at all, but did not worsen; as for Magic History, Professor Bince may not remember any student.

What Sauron felt a little helpless and funny was Harry's attitude towards him. Every time he met Sauron in the corridor, Harry and Ron beside him always glared at him, then turned around and left, as if he had done something hateful and bad. Sauron did not explain anything about this, as Dumbledore said, Harry was just a child.

In the morning, Sauron was having breakfast, and Ibikos sat next to him as usual and whispered to him.

"It seems that Professor McGonagall really values ​​Harry," said Ibicos.

"What does it mean?" Sauron raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"No, Professor McGonagall made a broom for Harry. You know, you are not allowed to bring your own broom in the first grade." Ibikos said as he signaled Sauron to look back.

There was a large parcel on the table in front of Harry, and Harry was reading a letter in his hand, looking very excited, and then he and Ron hurriedly left the hall.

"It's a pity that I wanted to give him a surprise." Sauron said embarrassedly.

"Surprise?" Ibikos didn't understand, but he soon understood what Sauron meant.

Six owls flew into the hall, flew towards Slytherin's dining table, and threw down a large slender package. Soren stretched out his arm to the package, and the package slowly fell into Soren's hands.

"I was originally going to give it to him for use in the competition, but now it seems that it's not enough. Unfortunately, it cost me five hundred gallons." Sauron said. He took out the folded cloth bag, unfolded it and put it in his arms.

"I have to say that you are really nice to him, and to be honest, you are more like his elder than his twin brother." Ibikos said sincerely.

"Haha." Sauron smiled bitterly.

That night, Sauron came to Quidditch Stadium alone, and it was already dark. On the court, Harry was flying around in the sky with his new broom. A tall and strong male student, Sauron remembered his name as Wood, stood on the ground, constantly throwing golf balls in all directions. Harry flew up and down, caught all the balls, and did not miss. When it was completely dark, they finished training. Sauron heard Wood and Harry were talking excitedly.

"Harry." Sauron walked up to them, "I want to talk to you." Then Sauron turned to Wood, "Introduce yourself. My name is Sauron-Soren Potter, and he is Harry's brother, and I'm glad to see you."

"Oh, hello, my name is Oliver Wood, I'm glad to see you," Wood said, and then he turned to Harry. "Then I won't bother you anymore, goodbye." After that, he strided away.

Harry looked at Sauron with an unnatural expression.

Sauron looked at Harry's face exactly like himself, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, Harry."

Harry had a look of surprise on his face, and he didn't expect Sauron to apologize to him.

"Harry, if I had a scar on my head that was the same as you, with glasses like you, would you say that others would mess with us, just like they would mix up Fred and George."

Harry was even more confused. Obviously he didn't understand what Sauron said meant.

"Look at me, Harry." Sauron said to Harry.

Harry looked at Soren obediently, and then he understood what Soren meant - there was no doubt that Soren looked exactly like him, but he felt completely different from seeing himself when looking in the mirror. Soren was like a cold and sharp blade, giving people a sense of oppression as a substance.

Sauron noticed that Harry's face was a little bad, so he showed a kind smile. He walked over and patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Harry, our experience is not the same, so many things I did will make you unable to understand and even feel disgusted. I should have thought of it, but I ignored your feelings. So I apologize to you, but I also hope you understand that I care about you, so don't dedicate yourself to danger. Our parents sacrificed their lives to protect us, so promise me to protect yourself and not let them down."

After hearing Soren's words, Harry nodded vigorously. Tears were already filling his eyes, but he still tried hard not to let it flow out. Soren walked forward, patted his shoulder comfortably, and then hugged his shoulder. The two brothers walked towards the castle together. (It was stingy again, sorry.)

Section 4

On Halloween, there was a sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin floating in the corridors of Hogwarts. What made the freshmen even more excited was that Professor Fleevy announced in magic class that he thought they could start to make objects fly. The professor divided the students in the class into two groups and practiced floating a feather. Sauron and Malfoy were in groups, Crabb and Goll... Malfoy was still a little scared of Sauron, but it was much better than when the school started. Since he spoke to Harry that day, Sauron has become much easier-going in the past two months and is no longer so oppressive.

It has to be admitted that Drake, as a member of the pure-blooded wizard family, does have extraordinary talents. At least, except Soren, Draco was able to successfully make his feathers fly to the sky for the first time. As for the others, either the feathers were lying motionless on the table or were lit. But they were undoubtedly much lucky compared to Crab. Perhaps they paid too much attention to Professor Fleevy's example of Barufeo's wizard. Crab successfully transformed into a black bison after chanting the spell, and then the bison chased Crab's partner, Gower, and ran wildly in the classroom, causing huge riots...

"These two idiots," Malfoy whispered, "if this is out of place, Slytherin's face will be lost."

At night, a thousand bats flew swaying on the walls and ceilings, and a thousand were circling and dancing above the dining table like balls of low dark clouds, causing the candle flames in the pumpkin belly to swell. Delicious food suddenly appeared on the golden plate, just like at the banquet at the beginning of school.

Not long after the dinner began, Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the restaurant, his big scarf was tilted on his head, his face full of horror. Everyone stared at him, and saw him walking to Professor Dumbledore's chair, leaning on the table, panting, "The monster - in the underground classroom - thought you should know." After that, he fell head on the floor and fainted. The restaurant suddenly became a mess. Professor Dumbledore had to make several harsh fireworks explode on his wand before everyone calmed down.

"Prince," he said in a low voice, "Take your college students to the dormitory immediately!"

Ibikos and Soren looked at each other, then he stood up and organized the students to return to the dormitory. Soren did not leave with them, but walked to an empty corner and disappeared.

...

"Hey, big fool! Come to this!" Ron shouted, throwing a faucet at the monster. Hermione shrank in the corner of the wall, and her excessive fear made her unable to move. No matter how Harry pulled her, she was still pressed tightly against the wall. The monster heard the sound, turned around, dragging the huge wooden stick to Ron quickly. Ron wanted to run, but found that he had no way out.

"Ron!" Harry shouted, then he threw a water pipe on the back of the monster, but it ignored it and still approached Ron.

"Damn!" Harry truly realized Soren's mood back then, and watched his friend fall into danger but he was powerless. Then, a spell came into Harry's mind - this was what Soren taught him a few days ago.

Harry raised his wand and shouted at the trolls, "Get rid of your weapons!"

A red light shot out from the tip of the wand, hitting the monster's back, staggering it, but that's all. The monster seemed angry, turned around and strode towards Harry, while raising the stick in his hand.

Harry wanted to fire another spell, but it was too late, and the monster was very close to him. Just when Harry was desperate, Sauron suddenly emerged from the air and stood between Harry and the monster. He raised his wand and waved it quickly at the monster:

"Shadow Blade!"

It seemed that a shadow had passed through the space where the monster was located at an extremely fast speed. The monster paused for a moment, and then in the surprised gaze of Harry and the other two, the monster was slashed in half, and its hot internal organs and blood flowed all over the ground, making Harry, Ron, and Hermione unable to help but turn around and vomit.

Ron carefully avoided the troll's corpse and came to Harry and Hermione. The three of them seemed to be stunned and none of them spoke.

Harry looked up carefully at Sauron and found his expression so gloomy.

Sauron was very angry, "Harry, I need an explanation why you three are here." Sauron said coldly, "If I hadn't found out that you didn't go back to the Gryffindor tower, if I hadn't arrived in time, you would have died. I could only kill the monster and hug your cold body and cry!" Sauron's voice became louder and louder, and he couldn't help but roar. "Have you forgotten what I said to you, what you promised, why can't you use your brain first when something happened!" In the end, Sauron's eyes were filled with tears.

"Sorry, sorry, brother," Harry said, tears couldn't help but flow, "But Hermione is in danger, I can't ignore her." Harry's voice was small, but it was firm.

Hearing Harry's other words, Sauron's anger almost burst out again, but after Harry said, Sauron's face eased. He said in a half helpless and half angry tone: "Then why don't you go to the professors?"

"Well……"
Chapter completed!