Learning Brain Sealing Technique

In that dilapidated sea hut, Harry spent the most wonderful night of his life.

The next morning, he lingered in his sleep, seemingly believing it was all just a beautiful, unreal dream.

In this dream, a giant owl delivered his acceptance letter to magic school, followed by a Giant named Hagrid who claimed to be a wizard and used magical magic to punish his cousin Dudley, who had always bullied him.

He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would find himself still in that small storage room at home.

If he could, he would want to stay in this dream forever and never leave.

Hagrid woke him up.

"Wake up, Harry, now's not the time to sleep in."

Hagrid rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened the window, let an owl in, and bought the newspaper it was carrying in its beak for five Knut.

"What is that, Hagrid?" Harry asked curiously.

"The Daily Prophet, the newspaper of the Wizarding World, all wizards read this."

Hagrid stretched and said, "We'd better get going, Harry. We have a lot to do today. We need to go to London to buy you everything you need for school, and we also need to buy two birthday presents."

"A birthday present?"

"Here's for you and Kyle too," Hagrid said. "It's quite a coincidence, his birthday is today as well."

I actually got a birthday present?

Harry's heart skipped a beat; he was so overjoyed he almost jumped. But he quickly noticed another name Hagrid had mentioned, blinked, and asked, "Who's Kyle?"

"He's also a junior wizard at Hogwarts, but a year older than you."

Hagrid was already dressed in his clothes and boots. "He is a kind-hearted boy who is friendly to his classmates. At school, professors and students all liked him very much."

By the way, his academic performance is also outstanding. He is the only young wizard in Hogwarts' nearly three-hundred-year history to receive Special Award for Services to the School first year. If all goes well, he may also be the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin.

If you encounter any trouble or have any questions at the academy, you can go to him; he will definitely help you.

As they spoke, the two had already reached the rocks outside.

Harry blinked; he could tell that Hagrid really liked the guy named Kyle, and Kyle was indeed very outstanding.

Although he didn't know any of those titles, it wasn't hard to guess from Hagrid's tone that they must have been remarkable achievements.

"Kyle ..." Harry murmured to himself, imagining what the other person looked like in his mind.

Since he had never seen a wizard before, Harry subconsciously thought of some television programs about wizards, and combined with Hagrid's appearance... an image quickly appeared in his mind.

It was a boy wearing a pointed hat and a pure black... or perhaps red or blue cloak. He held a thick wooden stick inlaid with jewels, was unsmiling, and had a sable fur wrapped around his waist...

Achoo...

In the Ottery St. Catchpole, Kyle, who was having breakfast, suddenly sneezed.

"Honey, do you have a cold?" Chris asked with concern.

"No, it's just that my nose suddenly feels a little itchy." Kyle rubbed his nose, not paying much attention to it, assuming it was just from being in contact with too many owls.

No one knows who leaked his birthday, but from the moment it was dawn, owls kept flying into his room with beautifully packaged boxes.

The gifts delivered almost filled half the room.

Just then, another owl flew in through the open window and placed a large box beside it.

"It seems you're quite popular at school," Diana said with a smile. "You've received so many gifts."

"Mom, have you forgotten which house I'm in?" Kyle picked up a piece of bread, shrugged, and said, "Hufflepuff are always the most popular, so it's normal to have a lot of friends."

Diana simply smiled and said nothing.

Kyle glanced at the package next to him; it was from Lee Jordan, and judging from its shape, it should contain a cake.

This was one of the things he received the most; there were more than a dozen more in the room upstairs.

If nothing unexpected happens, these cakes will be his daily food for the next few days, and the same goes for the Weasley family children.

Ginny will be very happy.

Kyle shook his head with a wry smile and picked up another sausage.

After breakfast, Chris pulled Kyle aside and said, "We've considered what you mentioned yesterday."

Kyle was taken aback at first, then looked at Chris with some anticipation. "Have you agreed to teach me?"

"Of course, we have no reason to object," Chris said. "But... can you tell us why you want to learn Occlumency?"

You need to understand that this special kind of magic is extremely difficult to learn. Let alone a first or second-year wizard like yourself, even many adult wizards find it very difficult to learn."

"Because of Oren," Kyle said after a moment's thought. "Back in the Forbidden Forest, I found that he seemed to be able to guess what I was thinking, and that felt awful."

Oren was just an excuse.

Occlumency is currently the only known magic that can resist external mental infiltration, and Kyle definitely needs to learn it.

Furthermore, if he wants to understand Horcrux, he will inevitably have to come into contact with the notebook and the Ravenclaw's Diadem, which also requires him to learn Occlumency.

Given Voldemort's mastery of soul magic, if he had touched those Horcrux before learning Occlumency, they would have seen through him in no time.

In fact, Kyle started trying to learn this magic last year, but how should I put it, the progress was very slow.

Just as Chris said, Occlumency is not easy to learn. Without someone to teach you, it is very difficult to learn on your own. It took Kyle half a semester to barely reach the beginner level.

This level of Occlumency obviously cannot withstand Voldemort's Horcrux.

"Oren?"

Hearing that name gave Chris a headache.

For the past month or so, he had been thinking about this matter, but apart from the rescue operation ten years ago, he really couldn't remember any other interaction between himself and the other party.

Chris sighed and said, "If you're sure you want to learn, we can teach you."

"I'm sure," Kyle nodded. "So when does it start, after you get off work?"

"No, you don't want to learn from us," Chris said mysteriously. "If it's Occlumency, we've found you the most suitable teacher, and it will definitely agree to teach you."

"Teacher?"