Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 104 Grindelwald's Pride! (Update )
Harry suddenly felt very awkward and he fidgeted a little.

"So that's how it is..." Harry confessed a little: "Actually, at that time... uh, I was still thinking that it would be great if the school board could control Miss Malfoy. She always said that I was lazy and arrogant. At that time, I thought she was really annoying..."

Veratria in the portrait almost laughed out loud. She couldn't help but say, "Yes, yes, you let the school board discipline the daughter of the most powerful person on the board. You really have... a wild imagination, Harry."

"Yeah, I was so naive back then," Harry said with emotion.

This...he strung it together.

No wonder... why Cassandra was so angry and stepped hard on Gareth when she thanked him.

Harry was puzzled at the time, but now he knew what was going on.

"Actually, if you put it that way, Cassandra is pretty... pretty good." Harry tried to find a suitable adjective: "You know, when we were outside the Elegant Wizard Clothing Store, Cassandra ridiculed me for buying second-hand robes again..."

Then he choked.

"And then?" Weiwei asked with interest.

"Ah, I didn't really care. I was just curious if she was here to sell some second-hand robes, so I asked her, 'Do you have any you've worn here?'"

Harry scratched his head and couldn't help laughing.

"You're amazing... I've never heard you talk about this before..." Vivi said with a smile.

"There's nothing much to say. I thought she was very angry and just turned away." Harry spread his hands and said.

"I should be angry. After all, what you said was quite offensive." Weiwei said with a smile.

Harry raised his eyebrows and said, "Ha, you guessed wrong, she's not actually angry. In the afternoon, she even sent me two old Slytherin robes she had worn by owl..."

"What did you say?!" Vilatia raised her voice.

"Uh - I said, she gave me two old robes..." Harry looked tentatively at Vivi, who was furious.

Velatia looked at Harry and snorted, "So you wore it?"

"Yes, I wore it. I asked Professor Weasley to change it into a Gryffindor style..." Harry said guiltily.

"You wear it just because she gives it to you?" Weiwei glanced at him.

"You also know the situation at that time." Harry said a little embarrassedly. He didn't know why he felt guilty, but just explained instinctively: "I was alone in the wizarding world, and I didn't have any relatives or friends..."

Vilatia's heart softened.

"I'm sorry, Harry."

"Ah, nothing." Harry shook his hand and said to Willatia, "But if we really go to the Malfoys this time, whether we can find the basilisk fangs depends on Cassandra's great-nephew."

"Okay." Weiwei nodded with a smile: "I'll be waiting for your good news in the secret room of the map."

"When you come out, you have to come with me to find Cassandra and rescue Pappy." Harry also said with a smile, "By the way, it seems that there is no news about Omnius and Sebastian. I have to go to Azkaban..."

"Don't worry, they are not in Azkaban." Willatia said, "When I come out of Slytherin's study, I will accompany you, we will be together."

Weiwei deliberately put emphasis on "we".

Harry didn't catch it, so he just nodded.

He stayed in the secret room of the map all night, just chatting with Vivi.

He didn't leave until the next morning.

After Harry left, Principal Fitzgerald and the others returned to the photo frame.

"You are really something," Principal Fitzgerald said to Vivi. "I waited in the Chamber of Secrets for a hundred years in vain. When I came back, I heard that Potter was going to look for Cassandra? Or did you tell him?"

"I don't understand what you young people are thinking." Rookwood said on the side: "Love is selfish. If I were you, I would not tell Potter so easily that Cassandra is still trapped in the time turbulence - at least I would not tell him so early."

"Grindelwald's pride won't allow her to do this." Vivi raised her head, as proud as a white swan.

"Oh my god, you are so indecisive." Rookwood said helplessly, "If I were you, I would definitely wait until I was sure of my relationship with that little Potter before telling him - or just not tell him at all."

"No wonder all your offspring are dark wizards." Pockham rolled his eyes and uttered a particularly hurtful remark.

Rookwood roared, leaped into the portrait of Professor Bockham.

"Charles! Charles!" Principal Fitzgerald quickly grabbed him and said, "He is telling the truth!"

"Because he's telling the truth!" Professor Rookwood beat his chest in grief and anger: "Merlin, what did I do wrong? Why are there no good people among my descendants?"

"Because the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked." Professor Bockham whistled.

Professor Rookwood blushed.

Professor Rookwood's defense was broken.

"But speaking of it," Professor Pockham asked again, "Potter's talent is average, and his personality is a bit... hard to say. Why do you like him so much that you even separated your soul and body to disguise yourself as a photo frame and freeze your body in time just to meet him?"

"Why do you like it?" Weiwei murmured. She actually... didn't know why it was like this.

She was attracted to Harry at first because she saw the ancient magical heritage in Harry at first sight.

You know, there are very few inheritors of ancient magic. Usually, an inheritor of ancient magic will never see another inheritor of ancient magic in the world until his death.

But she felt very lucky to have met one at Hogwarts - who just happened to be in the same year as him.

What interested her even more was that in most cases, the inheritors of ancient magic were Squibs or Muggles before the age of fifteen and had no ability to cast spells - but Harry was different. Before the age of fifteen, Harry had sufficient magical power, which completely broke common sense.

Later, she discovered an ancient spell on Harry that belonged to the Grindelwald family collection.

When I first got close to Harry, it was simply to find out why all this was happening.

But in the process of getting to know Harry, Vivi was also moved by Harry's qualities - the kind of untainted by the mud, sharpness, strength, courage, integrity, and loyalty, which made this sixteen-year-old boy shine like a star in the dark night.

She didn't know when she accepted Harry. Maybe she was slowly attracted to him as they spent time together day after day.

"There is no reason for love, Charles," Principal Fitzgerald said softly.

Professor Rookwood rolled his eyes and chose not to speak.

Alas, the restless youth...

Harry didn't know what happened in the Chamber of Secrets. When he walked up the stairs yawning, the sun was slowly rising in the east.

In high latitudes, daylight always comes earlier in the summer. Harry glanced at his watch and it was not yet four o'clock.

He walked back to the dormitory, turned over and lay on the bed, still thinking about Cassandra.

In fact, Harry now regrets a little bit, if he could have discovered Cassandra's good intentions earlier. Maybe... school life would have been much more interesting than it was originally?

As the holiday approaches, the students' minds begin to wander.

After all, the final exam results can only make them sad for a short while, not everyone takes grades as seriously as Hermione.

Just write a few words on the test paper and it will be worthy of the few gold galleons given by my parents.

It should be said that wizard families do not particularly value their children's academic performance.

After all, the population of the wizarding world is so small and the ecosystem is not competitive, so there is no such thing as raising children too often.

Coupled with the fact that Hogwarts intentionally or unintentionally condoned the emergence of happy education, the level of students graduating from Hogwarts is difficult to describe.

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If it were peacetime, it would be fine.

But if it is in times of war, it would be difficult for a wizard who can't even cast spells properly to survive.

It's cruel like this for people who don't have very high talents. You cheat the spell and think it's okay to use it for a while - but when you fight, the spell will also cheat you.

Well, it’s enough to light up to match the learning progress, why does it have to be effective?

Harry naturally knew the shortcomings of the current Hogwarts education, but he didn't know where to improve it.

Professor Dumbledore may be a good man, but when it comes to being a headmaster...

If we look at it from the school's perspective, Principal Blake is more competent. After all, children who don't study will really be punished.

He planned to find a suitable time to talk to the principal about this matter.

Soon, the holiday day approached.

There is one last thing to do before the holiday - that is the College Cup.

Before Harry entered school, Slytherin had won the House Cup for six consecutive years - because they had a biased headmaster who was always looking for faults to deduct points from other houses and give Slytherin a lot of points. If this year is included, Slytherin has won the House Cup for seven consecutive years.

Slytherin, who was already unpopular because of the endless number of Death Eaters and evil elders in the house, became even less popular among other houses.

At the ceremony for the House Cup, the entire auditorium was decorated in classic Slytherin silver and green, which was quite a sight.

From Gryffindor to Hufflepuff, from Hufflepuff to Ravenclaw, everyone had a droopy face - because Slytherin won the house cup again this semester.

Everyone was depressed not because their house didn't win the house cup, but because Slytherin won.

This is fucking unacceptable.

Your own failure is certainly frustrating, but your enemy's success is the most unacceptable.

The Slytherins were not particularly happy, because some of them were still thinking about the missing Miss Merope.

After a while, Dumbledore came to the chairman's seat.

After he finished his speech, he loudly announced the house scores, among which Hufflepuff ranked last with 352 points, Gryffindor ranked third with 398 points, Ravenclaw ranked second with 426 points, and Slytherin was ahead by a huge margin with 472 points.

The people in Slytherin House then began to cheer, shouting happily.

Not surprisingly, Dumbledore began his micromanagement.

He first recounted the wonderful performances of Neville, Seamus, Hermione and Ron, and then emphasized Harry's excellence, giving Gryffindor a full 200 points.

The excitement on the Slytherin's face came to an abrupt end at this moment, as if they had seen a pile of dead rats.

If someone was standing outside the auditorium at this moment, they might think something big had happened here.

The cheers at the Gryffindor table grew louder and louder, but what was shocking was that the cheers from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff seemed to be even louder than those from Gryffindor.

Although I am not very happy about my own failure, it is indeed something worth celebrating when I see that the enemy does not win either.

Many people came forward, wanting to shake hands with Harry and the others - Neville turned pale with surprise, and was immediately drowned by the crowd that rushed forward to hug him.

"Which means," Dumbledore had to shout over the thunderous cheers, "that we need to make some small changes to the decor."

He clapped his hands, and immediately, the green hanging ribbons turned bright red, and the silver turned gold; the huge Slytherin snake disappeared, replaced by a majestic Gryffindor lion.

Snape was shaking hands with Professor McGonagall, forcing an awkward smile on his face.

Harry looked up at Snape, and Snape seemed to sense something and also turned his gaze to Harry.

Then Snape looked disgusted, as if he had eaten a fly, and immediately turned his head away.

Harry wanted to laugh a little, but after thinking it over, he held it back.

The holiday arrived as scheduled, and Harry had already made plans for the holiday.

He had a lot of things to do during this holiday, such as going to Gringotts, visiting the Malfoys, visiting the Weasleys, and looking for traces of Fangs in Knockturn Alley... In short, there were a lot left for him to do.

He planned to do it one step at a time, starting with going back to the Dursleys.

Although I don't like my uncle's family very much, there should always be a place for them to rest.

The house-elves at Hogwarts were very hardworking. Before they left Hogwarts, they had already helped them pack their wardrobes and suitcases and put them in the car.

Before boarding the Hogwarts Express, Harry came over to Pappy's side.

He looked around and found Papi by the Black Lake.

Her nose was buried in the water and bubbles were gurgling up.

"Pappy?" Harry asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Pappy looked up and said, "I'm gurgling."

Then she put her nose back into the water.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked her, "I'm going home - do you want to come with me?"

Pabbie raised his head, as if taking another look at a young man with no bright future.

"You're going back to the Muggle world with the unicorn?"

(End of this chapter)