Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 115: Qingmei is no match for the one who descended from the sky (Monthly ticket 50006000 plus more)

Harry stared at the envelope in his hand, not saying a word for a long time.

His throat rolled and felt extremely sour.

If this was a message from Cassandra, filled with insults, he wouldn't be so sad.

but……

In his impression, Cassandra has always been a proud girl.

She is a proud young lady who is well protected by her father and brother.

He had never seen Cassandra sad, let alone cry. She was always as dazzling as the sun, making people dare not look directly at her.

however……

Harry was silent for a long time, then walked to the window with the envelope.

The night breeze gently caressed his messy black hair, and the moonlight was as gentle as water. Harry raised his head, trying to see Cassandra's shadow through the bright moon.

Through the bright moon, Harry seemed to see the girl whose pride had been shattered, hugging her legs helplessly, holding the letter and reading it over and over again until her tears wet the entire sheet of paper.

Why……

Harry felt as if his heart was aching, it hurt so much.

The portraits of Draco and Septimus stared after Harry without making a sound to disturb him.

Draco had no idea what was going on, but Septimus knew the whole story.

Standing in front of the window, Harry stared at the bright moon in the sky in a trance.

He recalled every moment he spent with Cassandra at school. He could never imagine that such a proud and confident young lady would one day stay alone in her room and cry secretly.

Suddenly, he felt very sad.

If he had not been careless and hit by Lanlock, he would not have returned to 1991.

In this case, will Cassandra still be the proud girl who is cared for by her family?
Vivi will not be frozen in time, but will witness her brother's growth in Nurmengard Castle?
Maybe he could even stop Pabbie from turning into a unicorn.

"Po Te."

Septimus spoke.

Harry came to his senses and turned to look at the portrait.

"I remember that besides Cath, you also met a little girl in school, right?" Septimus said, "If I remember correctly, it should be Miss Grindelwald from the Austro-Hungarian Empire..."

Hearing this, Draco once again made an 'oooh' expression.

Draco was very familiar with what the last name Grindelwald represented.

In his opinion, Gellert Grindelwald, although only known as the "Dark Wizard", is much more powerful than the mysterious "Dark Lord" - this power is not reflected in personal strength, but in comprehensive qualities, including personal charm.

The You-Know-Who united his Death Eaters through fear and intimidation, while Grindelwald used the "greater good".

Now it seems... Harry actually knows the dark wizard's sister?

Draco felt like a wild civet in a melon field, flying up and down, left and right, eating melons.

"It's Vladia Grindelwald, Gellert's sister," Harry replied. "You know her?"

"Yes, that's the name I heard from Cath," snorted Mr. Septimus.

But he moved his lips twice, but ultimately didn't say anything.

Every Christmas, Cassandra would tell Harry that her father and brothers were very busy, so she had to stay at school and let her little follower Harry spend the holiday with her.

Especially during the summer vacation of the fifth grade, Mr. Septimus thought that his daughter would stay with the Muggle boy as in previous years, but he did not expect her to come back.

After careful questioning, Cassandra's brother Ignatius found out that the boy his sister had raised for five years was abducted by a girl he just met.

When Mr. Septimus heard the news, he made no comment, for the first time in his life, but continued to drink his beer.

"I heard from Kate that after you disappeared, Miss Grindelwald hid in your 'love hut' to study time magic. I never heard of her again after that -"

"I think that silly girl must be trying to travel through time and space just like Kate... Maybe you can find her in that 'love hut'."

Here Mr. Septimus was silent for a long moment, then said to Harry, "I hope Cath will be with her. If you see her, bring her here, even if it's just a relic, so I can see her."

Harry opened his mouth but didn't dare tell Mr Septimus that Cassandra was not in the Chamber of Secrets or the Slytherin study.

"Cassandra will be fine." Harry said this with no confidence in his heart: "Don't worry, Mr. Malfoy."

Septimus snorted and said to Harry, "Do you have anything else to say? If not, then get going."

This was an order to expel Harry. Septimus saw that Harry did not make any sharp explosions, which meant that his Qi-cultivation skills were very good.

He couldn't help but think of the summer vacation in the third grade...

The little boy in front of him with messy hair landed in Malfoy Manor on the broom given to him by Cassandra, and asked him if it was safe to leave the broom there.

Even though he was a portrait now, he felt a blockage in his heart.

Quick! Where's my magic heart-saving potion?
Harry folded the letter carefully, cast a protective charm over it, and replaced it behind the frame.

When they reached the door, Harry suddenly said, "By the way, Mr. Malfoy."

"Speak," said Septimus simply.

Harry patted Draco on the shoulder: "You go out first."

"Okay, Harry," Draco said sincerely.

After Draco left, Harry whispered to the portrait: "I hope you can keep it a secret for me..."

"Why?" asked Septimus, narrowing his eyes.

"You know, it's always troublesome to have my true identity discovered. Instead of being studied by others, I would rather focus my time on finding your daughter." Harry shrugged.

Septimus looked at him and nodded in assent.

"Okay, I will keep this secret for you for now. I won't even tell my descendants—"

Harry smiled with satisfaction, this was just his bad taste.

In fact, he didn't care much about his secret being discovered, he just wanted to persecute Draco.

As he walked out the door, Harry thought again of what the letter had said.

Wiltshire... Malfoy Manor is in Wiltshire. It seems that before Cassandra was dismissed by Trelawney, she returned to the manor and stole the treasure from the family treasury.

However, judging from Mr. Malfoy's performance, he did not seem to have any resentment towards his daughter for stealing the secret treasure. Instead, he loved her as always.

Harry didn't plan to ask in detail. After all, this was someone else's family affair. It would be better for him and Cassandra to solve it themselves when they came back.

Ugh……

Cassandra. Where the hell is she now?
Harry felt completely clueless. Apart from knowing that she had returned to Malfoy Manor once, he had no further information.

You should ask around.

Thinking this, he walked out the door.

"Harry, what did you and my great-grandfather talk about?" Draco asked curiously.

"You'd better not ask about the affairs between the elders."

"Elder?" Draco repeated, not yet realizing the seriousness of the situation.

Even though they were from the same class of wizards, Harry and his great-aunt were classmates a hundred years ago and they had a very good relationship...

"Yeah," Harry looked at Draco and smiled wickedly, "I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me - it's ok for you to call me Harry when we're outside, but when it's just the two of us, don't you think about what you should call me?"

Draco's mind started to overclock, and he began to carefully sort out the relationships generation by generation.

Um... Cassandra is my grandfather's aunt, my father's great aunt, and my great aunt...

She was still so close to Harry and seemed to like him.

It seems that Harry also has feelings for his great-aunt...

Thinking of this, Draco was inspired and decided to please Harry.

"Great uncle?" Draco asked tentatively.

Harry rubbed his golden hair head and said, "If she heard this, you would be in trouble..."

"Why?" Draco asked curiously.

"We're just friends, good friends." Harry sighed.

He also didn't know how to deal with his relationship with Cassandra. He felt that Cassandra had always disliked him. Harry had always wished that they were just friends, the kind of friends between good friends and friends.

But now that Cassandra has chosen to travel through time for him, he feels... maybe Cassandra really regards him as a good friend?
He didn't think about the "like" that Draco mentioned, and even denied it - he never thought that such a proud young lady would be attracted to him.

On the other hand, he felt a little sorry for Vivi for thinking this way - even though Vivi was not his girlfriend.

Even before traveling through time, Harry was just a seventeen-year-old boy, which would be a high school student in the Muggle world.

...Forget it, the most urgent thing is to rescue them first, Harry thought.

He didn't want to let Vivi down, and even more so, he didn't want to let Cassandra down.

Draco secretly showed a look of disgust.

A legendary wizard? That's it?
He is so proficient in magic, but he is an idiot in emotions?

No matter what he thought, Draco still chose to keep his mouth shut.

Some things should just be thought about in your mind. The feeling of being telepathically read is really uncomfortable, and it feels like your head is going to explode.

After they emerged from Mr Septimus's room, Draco took Harry around the mansion twice more.

Draco was obviously still a teenager at heart. When he saw the white peacock in the manor, he would go up and chase it.

"This is the broom I flew when I was a kid," Draco said to Harry, pointing to a small broom. "I plan to join the Quidditch team next year, but I'm sure I can't fly as well as you do. You're amazing - hey, were you also a Quidditch star a hundred years ago?"

"No, the headmaster at that time was Phineas Black." Harry showed an indescribable expression when he mentioned Phineas: "Principal Black did not allow Quidditch matches to be held in the school."

"That's too bad for him," Draco said angrily.

Even though he comes from a pure-blood family, Draco is fanatically in love with Quidditch.

Now that he heard that Principal Black did not allow the Quidditch match to be held, he immediately disliked him.

Wow, this young man has a bright future!

Harry held out his hand.

"What's wrong?" Draco took it and was shaken twice.

"In our time, there was a saying -" Harry laughed, "As long as you hate Headmaster Black, you are our friend!"

"Indeed!" Draco nodded heavily. "Oh my God, I thought Dumbledore was bad enough as the headmaster, but I didn't expect there would be a worse headmaster than him..."

"Why do you think Slytherin could get along with the other three houses in that era?" Harry said with a smile, "Because we all have a common enemy, that is Headmaster Black."

Draco also laughed when he heard Harry's words.

"I think if I were a Slytherin back then, I would definitely make friends with Gryffindor because of this idea."

"The Slytherins back then were completely different from the Slytherins now." Harry sighed: "The Slytherins back then valued honor more than so-called bloodline, and the pursuit of excellence was their goal - and now? Apart from Miss Farley, how many normal people are there in Slytherin? Including you."

If this sentence was said by Potter, a first-year student, Draco would definitely argue with him with his neck stiff.

But since it was the legendary wizard Potter who said this, Draco had almost no idea of ​​refutation.

"You're right." He nodded in approval.

"So the change must start with you, Draco." Harry patted his shoulder and said, "When I have time, I will tell you about the good friends I met in Slytherin - Sebastian Salu and Omnis Gaunt."

"Okay." Harry interrupted Draco who was about to say something else: "It's getting late, and there's a friend in the Leaky Cauldron waiting for me to feed him."

Seeing Harry say this, Draco could only suppress his curiosity.

"Well, don't forget it," he said.

"Don't worry," said Harry.

After saying goodbye to the Malfoys, Harry used Apparition to leave Malfoy Manor.

"He really is the savior, isn't he?" Narcissa said softly, looking at the place where Harry disappeared.

Lucius nodded slightly, acknowledging Narcissa's words.

"Dad, Mom." Draco said suddenly, "He is not only the savior, but also a legendary wizard from a hundred years ago!"

Hearing this, Lucius felt anger coming out of nowhere.

"I think you are still..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Draco.

"We just went to the room where the great-great-grandfather's portrait hangs, and he recognized him." Draco spoke quickly: "If you don't believe me, Mom and Dad, come with me and ask the great-great-grandfather and you'll find out."

Hearing what he said, Lucius and Narcissa looked at each other.

Could it be... that it is really like Xiaolong said?

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(End of this chapter)