Harry Potter and the Thorn of the Lost

The boy was about eleven years old, and his figure was taller and slender than children of the same age. His short black hair was meticulously combed, and the broken hair on his forehead just covered a very light silver scar between his eyebrows - the scar was not as ferocious as the lightning bolt on Harry Potter's forehead, but rather like a curled-up thorn, glowing lightly in the sun. He wore a well-tailored dark green robe. The material was embroidered with fine dark thorn patterns with silver thread. When he walked, tiny rays of light would flow out with his movements. It was obviously a wizard's clothing blessed by high-level magic. The young man's eyes were so calm that he didn't look like a child, and his dark green pupils contained an indifference that was inconsistent with his age. He tilted his head slightly, looked across the crowded crowd, and accurately landed on the pair of figures embracing each other at the entrance of the platform. Those were Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley, and the one protected between them was his nominal brother, Harry Potter. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.