"Harry?"
"Who is your name?"*2
When the Goblet of Fire spat out Harry's name, everyone was excited. It was a derogatory name, and most of his classmates treated him coldly.
Before everyone's dislike of Harry reached its peak, another big Potter and a Slytherin student were spit out from the dome of the auditorium. Everyone made a mess and looked at the two alien wizards curiously.
Harry took a closer look and saw that it was amazing.
The face of the Slytherin student was so familiar that his scalp was numb. Suddenly, the memory of the second grade came to his mind. He stepped forward and almost imitated the big Potter and cast a spell on his face.
"We are still called saviors and dark lords."
In front of everyone, Mr. Potter said this after drinking the Veritaserum.
Student Riddle, who was tied up and speechless, whined in protest, but no one paid attention.
Little Crouch, wearing the skin of Professor Moody, stood still, running for his old master while secretly observing the visitors from another world.
Perhaps in order to break the principle of like repelling, Mr. Potter always leaned towards Harry, even buying one and getting one free, and sent a Riddle of the same grade.
Their arrival made Harry's already unhappy life even worse. They were too capable of destroying the house, and Harry had no ability to defeat them.
A few years later, Harry looked at his comrades on the side, and then at the enemy on the opposite side, and felt that the world was extremely magical.
Intention: growth