not allow my friend to live in a house like that. Under those.. Things that I dare not call humans." I straightened my shoulders and released a heavy breath. Dumbledore had no idea how badly it could have turned for Harry. If he didn’t have any friends, he could have easily turned into the next dark lord. Even worse, if he was fully suppressed from using his magic, he could have turned into an obscurial. The parallels of his life and mine were far too similar. I had a feeling his magic was used to keep him healed, like mine was in my first life. Returning to the topic at hand, I said, "the blood wards around the home were barely there."