Chapter 6: The News Leaked! Are There Two Children of Prophecy?

James and the others had a serious discussion about Charlie's situation.

In the end, they decided not to tell even Dumbledore for the time being.

As of now, Dumbledore only knew that Charlie was a rather gifted child.

Beyond that, he was completely unaware.

It wasn't that they didn't trust Dumbledore, but the current situation was far too delicate.

They couldn't afford even the slightest mistake.

Listening to their discussion, Charlie felt somewhat helpless.

Based on his calculations, by the time they turned one year old, Voldemort would descend in his true form.

At that time, his parents would most likely die protecting Harry.

Even though they were being cautious now, it wouldn't make much of a difference in the end.

…

Another period of time passed.

Sirius rarely came to visit James anymore.

According to Charlie's estimation, they had probably already switched their Secret Keeper.

If it was Peter now, then it wouldn't be long before their whereabouts were completely betrayed.

And then, the tragic massacre would unfold.

In these past days, Charlie hadn't had a chance to get his hands on a wand, so naturally, he hadn't been able to practice any magic either.

His own magical power, however, continued to grow.

This was the benefit of having an unparalleled comprehension.

Forget about his peers, as none of them had even awakened their magic yet.

Compared to those who had just received their Hogwarts acceptance letters, Charlie wasn't far behind.

Notably,

Charlie had gradually mastered Transfiguration during this period.

Specifically, he had learned to enter his Animagus form.

And with each transformation into a fire dragon and subsequent feeding, his dragon form had grown significantly.

Charlie roughly estimated that an ordinary wizard was no longer his match.

After all, he could now breathe dragon fire in his Animagus form.

As for this,

James and Lily seemed to have grown numb to the shock.

They had fully accepted the reality

They had given birth to a total oddball.

A genius wizard.

A terrifying fire dragon.

However, Charlie's unfortunate little brother, Harry,

Simply couldn't warm up to him.

Every time Harry looked at Charlie, his eyes were filled with fear.

A deep, instinctual terror.

Charlie had no solution for this.

In an ancient mansion.

A man lay on a sofa,

Listening calmly to the report from the figure before him.

"So, you've found traces of the child of prophecy?"

If one were to look closer,

They would see that this man had no nose…

It was none other than Voldemort.

And before him knelt Peter Pettigrew.

"Yes, my great lord. There's also something else unusual that I believe I should report."

"Speak."

"The Potter couple… they had twins. That means it's impossible to determine which one is the child of prophecy."

Voldemort let out a soft chuckle.

"Mudblood filth, kill them all."

Peter shuddered involuntarily.

Nearly a year had passed since Charlie and Harry were born.

Harry grew up happily every day.

Charlie, on the other hand, quietly focused on increasing his magical power and strengthening his dragon form.

Lately,

James and Lily had shown signs of unease.

Perhaps they had a bad premonition.

"My dear Charlie, compared to Harry, you are truly extraordinary."

Lily picked Charlie up and kissed him gently.

This was practically a daily routine.

Charlie had long grown used to it.

[You have been nurtured by motherly love for a long time and have comprehended the Soul Rescue Spell.]

???

That's a thing?!

I can comprehend magic like this?!

Charlie was stunned for a moment but quickly calmed down and began analyzing.

The Soul Rescue Spell.

As the name suggested, it served to rescue souls.

However, there was a drawback

It could only be used on close family members.

Its effect was to preserve a fragment of their soul within himself,

Preventing them from completely vanishing.

Charlie focused his thoughts.

To comprehend this spell at this moment…

Was this fate?

So be it.

If things truly couldn't be changed, at least he could use this spell to preserve a fragment of his parents' souls.

That way, if an opportunity arose in the future, there would still be room to act.

Charlie turned to look at his foolish little brother.

Harry was happily playing with his toys.

The moment their eyes met,

A cold sweat broke out on Harry's forehead.

He instinctively took a step back.

This fear had been deeply engraved into his very being

A fear almost akin to a suppression of bloodline.

Foolish boy.

Charlie sighed inwardly.

He truly envied Harry's carefree existence.

Night fell.

The Potter family was fast asleep.

Suddenly.

A noise came from downstairs.

James woke up instantly.

He had been in a state of vigilance for some time now.

Even the slightest disturbance would rouse him.

At the same time.

Charlie woke up as well.

James noticed Charlie's reaction.

He glanced at his son.

"Little one, you sense it too, don't you?"

"You stay here with your mother and brother. I'll go check it out."

For some reason, James felt that Charlie, just like him, had sensed danger.

Over time, he had grown to see Charlie as something far beyond an ordinary infant

As if he were conversing with a seasoned wizard.

Charlie watched as James left the room.

His heart turned cold.

They're here.

His sensory abilities far exceeded that of any normal person.

Even before his birth, he had already comprehended this unique perception.

Right now, within the range of his awareness,

Several powerful dark wizards had surrounded their home.

Strange.

Wasn't Voldemort supposed to come alone?

Why were so many people here this time?

Could it be that his presence had caused too great a change in the timeline?

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The sounds of figures apparating echoed around the house.

More and more dark wizards appeared.

Lily woke up, her face filled with worry.

Damn it.

Charlie's heart tensed.

Dad's in trouble.