"Dear audience of the year 1975,
We have sent you these memories from our timeline to grant you the opportunity to change you and your bloodline's devastating fate. Once it starts, there's no turning back. Know that you have been warned. Change it...
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°:. *₊ ° .° .• Note: I do not own Harry Potter. Throughout the story, there will be unfamiliar scenes and characters introduced by me, along with certain modifications. However, the story will largely adhere to the original plot.
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ONCE everyone had settled into their seats, the lights in the hall were suddenly extinguished.
A large projected light illuminated a plain wall, clearly visible to all present. The light began displaying peculiar images accompanied by music, serving as an introduction before a voice resonated:
“We are delighted to welcome you here.”
A soft and smooth voice resonated through the hall, “Before these memories begin, it is only fitting that you acquaint yourselves with the individuals from whom these memories originate.”
Fromthe projected light, a silhouette materialized, gradually transforming into a comprehensible figure.
It was a boy, distinguished by his unruly black hair. His youthful face bore an air of quiet resilience, accentuated by a pair of strikingly green eyes that peered out from behind round glasses.
HOWEVER, most of the audience’s attention was drawn to one distinctive feature—a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, adding an element of intrigue and mystery to his otherwise unassuming appearance.
“A cursed scar,” remarked Fleamont, prompting those around him to take a closer look at the boy and notice it as well.
Euphemia, though slightly unsettled by Fleamont’s sudden outburst, spoke, “He looks quite like James, doesn’t he?” She nudged James, who looked up and smiled.
“And with a hint of someone else,” Remus added, smiling knowingly at his best friend.
The boy on the screen smiled, then turned his head. The viewers noticed two silhouettes walking toward him, seemingly called by his silent beckon. Gradually, the two mysterious figures arrived beside the boy.
The first was a girl with untamed, bushy brown hair and keen, expressive brown eyes. Her features were delicate yet strong.
The second was a tall, gangly boy with a distinctively freckled face and a mop of vivid red hair. His blue eyes were warm and expressive, and he had an unassuming appearance.
THEIR figures captured the attention of everyone in the hall, particularly the Potters and the Weasleys. These figures, they suspected, were likely to be their children or relatives.
