Back in his seat.
Watching Harry.
Devero fell into thought.
He had been able to deduce that his memories had been tampered with because he had no memories of his family at all.
Devero had already planned to search for his family.
Aside from Snape, the most direct lead was himself.
So he had tried very hard to recall his memories from early childhood.
But they were completely blank.
Utterly wiped clean.
Not a single image!
After speaking with Dumbledore.
He was even more certain.
Either he or someone else had altered Devero's memories for some reason.
And the situation might be similar to Harry's.
Dumbledore clearly knew what was happening to Harry.
In the original story, he had even arranged for Harry to sacrifice himself in order to finally bring about Voldemort's downfall.
Now, the fragment of a soul inside Harry.
Was showing signs of awakening.
To suppress it.
Dumbledore had temporarily erased Harry's memory of being attacked by the Killing Curse yesterday.
There was nothing wrong with that approach.
He only hoped that this wouldn't somehow change Harry's mind.
As for himself, he wasn't affected at the moment.
Just imagine if Harry really came under Voldemort's control.
"That'd be something. The Dark Lord's third generation, huh?"
Thinking of that.
Devero couldn't help but smile.
It was fine. Dumbledore was keeping an eye on things.
How could something like that happen?
Dumbledore insisted on speaking in riddles.
All Devero could do was seethe helplessly.
He stopped thinking about it.
Instead, he adjusted his breathing again.
And practiced the Zen Meditation Method.
Time flew by.
Before long, a large crowd of students streamed in.
Quite a few came over to Devero to greet him.
Patting him on the shoulder.
Devero could only offer them a wry smile.
He really hadn't