Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 142: Weiwei Returns! (Monthly Tickets 6000-9000 for Extra Updates)

My God, she would rather be hung in a dungeon and whipped than eat such disgusting food.

Ah...well, if she was whipped by Draco, Pansy felt that it would not be impossible to be whipped by him every day in the following days.

"It seems you don't like it."

Dumbledore reluctantly stuffed the cockroach back, carefully selected one from among them and put it in his mouth.

After a while, his face froze.

"What's wrong, Professor?" Harry asked concernedly.

Professor Dumbledore suddenly disappeared into the headmaster's office with the Phoenix.

He came back after a while. His face was pale, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had just vomited.

"The cockroach just now was real." Professor Dumbledore looked unhappy: "No, the jar was full of real cockroaches..."

What Dumbledore didn't expect was that in the Potions Office, Lucius was laughing with Professor Snape and was out of breath.

"Well, well," Snape wiped the tears from his eyes, "I really didn't expect that my old senior - you actually have such a perfect idea. To be honest, I have wanted to do this for a long time. Dumbledore always asked me to make him a tooth-healthy potion. Now I want to vomit when I smell that smell..."

Lucius smiled very reservedly, but he couldn't hold it back and continued to laugh.

In the headmaster's office, Professor Dumbledore drank three glasses of lemon syrup in a row before he felt that the nausea was slightly suppressed.

Oh my God, he felt that he would never eat a pile of cockroaches again in his life - he was afraid that every time he picked up a pile of cockroaches in the future, he would remember the disgusting taste of today.

"If I were you, I would never eat a pile of cockroaches again," Harry suggested earnestly.

At this time, all the portraits in the headmaster's office burst into laughter, led by Phineas. They all laughed at Dumbledore's experience.

"I think you're right." Dumbledore said grimly, "Oh my God, this feeling is really uncomfortable."

"How about eating some cockroaches to slow down your pace?" Harry asked tentatively in a sinister way, and he did it on purpose.

Dumbledore felt his stomach churning and he retched.

"Hey..."

Harry felt very surprised. In his impression, Dumbledore was a person who never showed his emotions on his face. He had never seen him lose his composure by just a few words.

"I think you should leave." Dumbledore ordered them to leave with a bad look on his face. "Also, Miss Parkinson, I will inform your father and tell him what you did in school!"

Pansy nodded vigorously. She thought she would be fired.

Fortunately, she only had to write a letter to her parents. While she was feeling thankful, she also reminded herself not to touch any items related to black magic.

That feeling was too uncomfortable, especially the feeling of being controlled and played around with by others... She swore that she didn't want to experience it again in her life.

However, what no one expected was that after Voldemort was detonated by Harry's ancient magic, he was indeed dead - but not completely dead.

Only he himself knows that he has a Horcrux, so after his main soul explodes, his consciousness will automatically transfer to another Horcrux.

When Voldemort felt a little more awake, he found himself in darkness.

He wasn't really scared, after all, he knew he wouldn't die completely because of the Horcrux - but he definitely wasted his life.

Where am I?

As he was thinking, he heard an old voice in his ear.

"The shameful traitor Sirius Black left. He actually got away with something good - because he was a bad boy who always broke the rules and broke the mistress's heart... But Master Regulus was well-educated. He knew what the Black family name and his own noble pure blood meant..."

The old voice seemed to be repeating this sentence endlessly, making Voldemort a little upset.

What the hell is going on? Where did this come from?

……

After Pansy's episode, Hogwarts fell into silence again.

Dumbledore regained the seat of Headmaster, but only a few professors knew that it was just a setup.

At the dinner welcoming Dumbledore back to Hogwarts, Dumbledore sat in the main seat among the faculty and staff and stared at the dessert in front of him for a long time without taking a bite.

"What's wrong, Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked tentatively, "This is the first time I've seen you have no appetite for sweets - are these desserts not to your liking?"

"No, I'm fine, Minerva," Dumbledore said, shaking his head.

"I admit that I was too strict with you before, but your teeth can no longer withstand the damage of overly sweet food - my God, Severus said that you even developed resistance to tooth-health potions!" Professor McGonagall said worriedly.

Unexpectedly, Snape, who usually didn't like to speak, suddenly spoke.

"Albus, would you like some cockroach pile?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore's expression immediately became interesting.

"Severus?" Professor McGonagall looked at Snape curiously. She knew that Dumbledore loved cockroach piles the most, but she didn't expect that the other party would feel like vomiting because of the name of cockroach piles.

Are you tired of eating it?

Professor Flitwick, who was always very gossipy, also came over, looked at Dumbledore, then looked at Snape. His intuition told him that Snape must know something.

"You must know something, Severus." Professor Flitwick said shrilly, "Don't worry, Severus, I think you should tell me if there is anything. Albus will definitely not blame you."

"Yes," said Professor Sprout.

"Well," Snape said with a straight face and cleared his throat, "It's just that the acting headmaster, Mr. Malfoy, accidentally replaced the cockroach candies in the headmaster's cockroach pile sugar jar with real cockroaches."

Hearing Snape's words, everyone's expressions became interesting.

Albus?
Eat cockroaches?
Hahahahahaha!

Finally, the usually conservative Professor Cat was the first to break down. She held her stomach and laughed.

This smile caused everyone in the faculty seats to laugh together.

The students below were still wondering, what on earth was going on, professors?
Perhaps they were welcoming Professor Dumbledore's return, they thought, and started fighting for the chicken legs in front of them again.

In the Gryffindor seat, Ron nudged Harry and asked, "What happened, do you know, Harry? Why are the professors suddenly looking at Dumbledore and smiling?"

"To welcome him, perhaps?" Neville asked tentatively.

"No." Hermione looked at Harry: "Harry, do you know why? I always feel that this matter has something to do with you."

"You're wronging me, Hermione," Harry said quickly. "It's just that Draco's father, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, replaced the cockroach candies in Professor Dumbledore's jar of cockroaches with real cockroaches while he was acting headmaster..."

Hearing what Harry said, several of the friends' faces tightened, and then they burst into laughter.

They really didn't expect that Draco's father would do such a thing.

but……

Really interesting.

That night, Harry came to the map chamber again.

"Vivi," said Harry happily, "Voldemort is dead—at least the remnant of him is dead."

"I don't think a dark wizard like him would die so easily, Harry." Vivi said softly, "Just like what we analyzed last time, the notebook is a Horcrux - but the problem is, a dark wizard like Voldemort, who has the ability to make a Horcrux, must make many Horcruxes..."

"Yes, the method of making a Horcrux is very complicated, but the most evil thing is that it requires killing people to make it." Professor Rookwood said: "His first Horcrux should be made of poor Myrtle, which is why the 'Miss Merope' who is causing trouble in Slytherin looks so young."

"If nothing unexpected happens, how many Horcruxes will he have?" asked Harry.

"Seven is a magical number," said Professor Rackham. "The arithmetician Bridget Wenlock was the first witch to discover the magical properties of the number seven, and many experts believe that seven is the age at which magical abilities should become apparent."

"But the age of revelation for our ancient magic is fifteen," Harry said to Professor Rackham.

"So it's ancient magic," Professor Rackham said with a smile.

"So you're saying that Voldemort has seven Horcruxes?" Harry asked tentatively.

"It's hard to say, but it's very possible." Professor Rackham nodded with a smile, "It's just my guess."

"But your top priority should be to rescue your girlfriend from Slytherin's study." Professor Rookwood suddenly said, "She has been waiting for you for a hundred years. Now that you have prepared all the materials, do you want her to wait for a few more days?"

"You're right, Professor." Harry said quickly, "I'll be there in a minute..."

"Don't be so anxious, Harry." Weiwei suddenly said, "I suggest you wait for two days and make more preparations. It won't be too late to save me in the study during the Christmas holidays."

"Why?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Have you forgotten?" Weiwei said softly, "I am in Slytherin's study. The door of the study can only be opened by using Cruciatus Cruciatus on others..."

"Oh..." Harry said suddenly, he really forgot about this matter.

"Today is December 7th, Harry," said Professor Rookwood. "You have a week to prepare - is your Dark witch ready?"

"Why did it have to be a witch?" asked Harry stupidly.

"Are you stupid?" Professor Rookwood said angrily. "A hundred years is enough time to corrode most clothes. Are you planning to let the wizard see something he shouldn't see?"

"Oh...oh!" said Harry suddenly, and he thought that this was indeed the case.

Thanks Professor Luke Wood!

But even if they were witches, Harry didn't intend to let them see anything they shouldn't see.

Well... they are dark wizards after all. After using Cruciatus on them, we can't just let them go.

What if the news leaks out that Harry Potter at Hogwarts likes to use the Cruciatus Curse, should I still go to school at Hogwarts?
But Avatar is too evil and too extreme, Harry thought, well...how about giving Alfonso a meal?
Forget it, this seems even more evil, so let Alfonso kill her painlessly.

As for Alfonso…poor little Alfonso couldn’t eat such filth!

Hey……

Harry suddenly remembered the dark witch who had been hired in Knockturn Alley.

Well, it’s you!
After taking the Cruciatus Curse, we can also recycle the waste, for example, let everyone practice actual combat...

That's it! He thought.

"By the way," Harry suddenly asked, "Slytherin's basilisk's name is Alfonso. Why is it a Spanish name?"

"Because Salazar seems to be a person from the Iberian Peninsula." Principal Fitzgerald said: "The name 'Salazar' comes from the surname of a Portuguese family. 'Salazar' is sometimes spelled 'Salasar'."

"So that's how it is!" Harry said suddenly. No wonder the basilisk was named Alfonso.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Harry also welcomed his Christmas holiday.

During this period, Harry was not idle. In his spare time, he began to prepare Christmas gifts for everyone.

For example, Snape's gift was a snake slough he had found in the Chamber of Secrets; Dumbledore's gift was a can of cockroaches...

For Pabbie's gift, Harry carefully selected some berries that unicorns loved to eat, and asked an owl to deliver them to her alchemy hut in advance.

But from what Pabbie said, she found her little nephew, Newt Scamander, and Theseus Scamander.

According to Pappy, Newt Scamander is considering applying to teach Care of Magical Creatures at Hogwarts next term.

Dumbledore had told Mr. Scamander about this matter more than once. The original professor of Care of Magical Creatures was really overwhelmed and had wanted to resign a long time ago, but Mr. Scamander repeatedly refused on the grounds of being busy with work.

But this time, for his aunt, he still took on the heavy responsibility.

Since he is Pappy's nephew, I can have some say, Harry thought, and he wrote a letter to Pappy, asking her to help ask Mr. Scamander to let Hagrid be his deputy... or assistant.

But Harry always remembered Hagrid's dream - not only to raise a dragon, but this big cute friend also longed for recognition from others.

Then let him start as Mr. Scamander's assistant. After all, they have the same hobbies, and Mr. Scamander is Hagrid's idol.

This was the Christmas present Harry prepared for Hagrid.

As for Ron... Harry prepared some chess manuals for him, all of which were written by people who were particularly good at playing wizard chess back then; Hermione's gift was a pair of two-sided mirrors so that she could talk to her parents anytime and anywhere.

As for Neville, the gift given to him was a bunch of herb seeds. It was hard to say whether this was a gift or a burden to Neville.

Seamus's gift was some advanced manuals on blasting spells. Harry intended to help him improve his blasting spells.

After preparing the gifts, Harry arranged for the Hogwarts owls to deliver the gifts, while he himself took advantage of the holiday to go to Knockturn Alley.

Arriving at Knockturn Alley as his first stop, he knocked on the door of the black witch Farina.

"Who is it?" Farina's impatient voice sounded.

She walked to the door, opened it, and saw that it was Harry.

"Long time no see, my employee," Harry said to Farina.

The Imperius Curse had actually lost its effect long ago, but she was so terrified of Harry that she didn't dare run away - because Harry had cast a marking spell on her.

No matter where she ran to, Harry would find her.

"You..." Farina asked hesitantly.

"Oh, I'd like to ask you to do me a little favor," said Harry. "Come on, should I take the initiative or should I do it yourself?"

"I'll do it myself." Farina said very simply.

Harry opened the wallet and shouted to Alfonso in Parseltongue: "Alfonso, I'm sending someone down - you better be careful and don't open your eyes. If you kill someone, I will never throw meat down for you again!"

"Yes, Master!" hissed Alfonso back.

Farina jumped aside in fear as soon as Harry opened his mouth.

Damn it, am I a dark wizard or are you a dark wizard? !

How the hell do you speak Parseltongue?!

As we all know, Parseltongue is a standard feature of dark wizards...

"Come on." Harry opened his wallet.

Farina closed her eyes and jumped in.

She thought there would be a solid floor inside, but she didn't expect that she would fall on something cold.

"Hiss...hiss...hiss... (Hello)" Alfonso closed his eyes, felt the temperature, and put his face close to Farina.

It was pitch black in front of Farina, and she only felt a cold voice ringing in her ears.

She mustered up her courage and picked up her wand.

"Lumos!"

It doesn't matter if she took the photo. She regrets it now, very much.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have taken the photo!
In front of her was a snake head as big as a fire dragon's. The snake head had its eyes closed and was spitting out its tongue at her.

"what----!!"

Farina let out a high-pitched scream.

Harry didn't care how the employee would react. Since Alfonso had promised him that he would not hurt the other party, it was not a big problem.

He stretched his head and looked towards Farina's room.

It should be said that Farina was not a good person either. There was a young man with dark circles under his eyes tied up in the house.

The boy looked only fifteen or sixteen years old and was very handsome - even the panda-like dark circles under his eyes could not hide his handsomeness.

"Hello? Wake up?" Harry walked over and patted the boy's face.

Who would have thought that the first words the boy said when he woke up were: "I'm definitely not going to make it today! Let me go, Sister Farina!"

"You are free now," Harry said. "Farina has been arrested by us on suspicion of illegal detention."

"Cool!" The boy smiled. "Are you the policeman among the wizards? That's awesome. I thought I was going to die here... My name is Chris, Chris Wellesley."

Harry untied him and said to him, "I'm sorry, but I'm not an Auror - I'm just an ordinary student at Hogwarts."

"Really?" Chris was obviously a little disappointed.

"You shouldn't be disappointed. If I were an Auror, you would definitely have your memory erased." Harry said to Chris, "This is the only consequence for a Muggle like you after knowing the wizarding world."

"That's not cool." Chris smacked his lips. "Actually, the magic world is pretty good - you know, Sister Farina gave me a lot of potions. I was originally quite weak, and now you see..."

As he spoke, he raised his arms and made a bodybuilding gesture.

"The last time I came, the boy she was taking care of had died." Harry said concisely: "If you hold on for a few more days, you might die too."

"That's not cool." Chris shook his head and said, "Then Mr. Wizard, can you take me back home?"

Harry grabbed his arm and Apparated him to the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Where is your home?" he asked.

Chris felt dizzy. He bent over and spit on the ground twice, wiped his mouth and said, "Oh my God, is this magic? So cool!"

"You have to be careful of some dark magic, it kills people quickly and painlessly," said Harry.

"That's even cooler!" Chris' eyes lit up. "Oh my God, we have such powerful wizard power, why would we succumb to the Americans? Look, we have become their missile base!"

"Because there are wizards in the United States, too, Mr. Wellesley." Harry said helplessly. He really didn't expect that Mr. Wellesley in front of him was actually an angry young man.

"Okay." Chris nodded, told Harry his home address, and then said, "So, are you going to take me to experience this teleportation magic again?"

"No." Harry waved and a taxi stopped in front of him.

"Get in the car," he said, "You should go back. Your family must be worried after not being home for so many years."

"Then please leave me your contact information..." Chris said eagerly, "I want to find time to repay you for saving my life."

"No need." Harry pushed him into the car and said to him, "I don't think you can help me with anything. Come on in the car, Mr. Wellesley."

After that, Harry turned and walked into the Leaky Cauldron.

"Huh?" Chris looked up in surprise. Harry was in front of him just now, how come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?

He was quite sure that Harry hadn't used any spell, but he had just disappeared.

The taxi driver honked twice.

"Are you ready to get in the car, boy?"

"Here I come." Chris had no choice but to get in a taxi.

After returning to the Leaky Cauldron, Harry first went to Diagon Alley and bought a few sets of women's clothes in Madam Malkin's robe shop.

"You should know, dear." Madam Malkin said helplessly after Harry reported the size: "Such a waistline would not appear on a seventeen-year-old woman--"

"I'm quite sure, ma'am." Harry sighed, "Just help me cut it according to the size I give you."

Since the customer made the request, Madam Malkin had no choice but to comply.

But before Harry left, she reminded him again and again.

If the size doesn't fit, don't come to her and bother her - after all, she has already warned you.

After Harry put his clothes away, he planned to go somewhere else, such as buying some food for Alfonso.

This guy really eats a lot, but Harry doesn't mind it.

This snake monster... to be honest, it's not annoying. It's like a child, like a blank piece of paper, and it doesn't have many thoughts of its own.

If used properly, it will definitely be a great helper in the future.

After everything was ready, Harry returned to Hogwarts and first came to the Chamber of Secrets.

"Vivi," Harry opened the door, took out his clothes and said to Vivi's portrait, "I have prepared all your clothes..."

"Really?" Vivi smiled and replied, "Harry, you're so nice - you still remember my size."

"Madam Malkin refused to believe that your waist was so thin..." Harry shook his head, "but she did it anyway under my insistence."

"After all, it's been a hundred years. It's normal that that kind of figure is not popular in this era." Weiwei said indifferently: "Each generation has its own aesthetic."

“Even we don’t quite understand it,” Professor Rookwood suddenly commented sharply.

Principal Fitzgerald glared at Professor Rookwood fiercely: "Will you die if you don't speak, Charles?"

"It'll drive you crazy," said Professor Rookwood, and that was what he really thought.

"Anything else you want to tell me?" Harry asked. "Like where to put each of the ingredients?"

"On the desk in the study, there will be a disc engraved with the corresponding shape - you should see it, right in front of me. You just need to put the materials in the corresponding positions." Vivi replied.

"Then I'll go to Slytherin's study now." Harry said, "Wait for my good news - don't worry, Vivi, even if I rescue your original body, I will come back to visit you often."

"Okay." Weiwei replied with a smile on her face.

After Harry left, Principal Fitzgerald asked in confusion, "Vivi, I'm curious, why didn't you tell Harry the truth? As I said, showing tenderness in front of him appropriately can arouse his desire to protect you."

"No, professor." Weiwei said sadly, "You don't understand Harry. Harry's personality is... sensitive, careful, cautious, and a little... self-doubting. He is not good at expressing love, nor is he good at discovering love. Because of this, I have to tolerate him, understand him, care about him, and be someone he can rely on. So I can't show any weakness in front of him."

"Potter is really lucky." Professor Rookwood rolled his eyes and said, "But you will be very tired."

"Are you tired?" Weiwei said briskly, "Compared to enduring One Hundred Years of Solitude in the Map Chamber, this is not that tiring, Professor Rookwood."

"What if Harry comes to the Chamber of Secrets and finds that your portrait is gone?" Principal Fitzgerald suddenly said.

"Just say I have absorbed the memory." Weiwei said briskly, "Harry is a careless person anyway, he won't find any clues."

After that, she said again: "Thank you professors for your company over the years. I think it's time to say goodbye now."

"It's not like we'll never see each other again." Professor Rookwood said, "Aren't you going to come back if you have time?"

"That's true." Vivi nodded and walked out of the portrait.

Then, she walked briskly and left the map room.

……

Harry didn't know about the little episode in the map's secret chamber.

He now had all five materials with him and had arrived at the Slytherin common room, ready to enter the Slytherin study.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was holiday and no one noticed him, Harry came to the entrance of the study, aimed at the wall, and used the True Shape Revealing Technique.

"Revelio!"

The spell flashed, and three marks appeared on the wall.

At the same time, three candlesticks appeared in corresponding positions on both sides of the corridor.

"Confingo!"

Harry flicked his wand and used the Exploding Charm to light the candlestick. Suddenly, a door appeared in the wall and opened with a rumble.

Harry walked in and lit all the candlesticks in the room with a blazing flame.

This is a long corridor that has obviously been modified by Weiwei, and there is no need to speak snake language to move forward.

He walked slowly forward, constantly using his original form to see what changes would occur here after a hundred years.

However, apart from the change in the situation caused by Weiwei, there were no other changes.

Harry walked forward until he came to a small door sealed with ancient magic.

He released the dark witch Farina, and before she could react, Harry raised his wand.

"Crucio!"

Farina let out a scream and curled up on the ground, the pain and confusion burning her mind.

Then, the seal on the small door was lifted, a violet light flashed, and the door made a click.

Without saying a word, he stopped casting the Cruciatus Curse and put the black witch back into his wallet.

It was strange, but ever since he awakened the ancient magic, he no longer needed emotions to cast any of his spells and could release them completely freely.

Harry opened the door, pushed it open, and saw the familiar Slytherin study in front of him.

But what was unfamiliar to Harry was that the furnishings in the study had been completely changed and replaced with those that Vivi had used before - even the desk.

Vivi leaned on the chair behind the desk with her eyes gently closed, as if she didn't feel Harry's arrival.

“Weiwei!”

In the past year and a half, Harry had never felt his friend from a hundred years ago so close to him. He hurried forward and tried to wake Vivi up.

However, when he walked to Weiwei, a bronze light flashed and blocked him outside.

Harry knew that this should be the time magic seal reinforced by Vivi.

He searched carefully and found a stone disc on the desk in front of Vivi. There were angels, fire dragons, phoenixes and basilisks engraved on it. There was also a small grid in the middle, which seemed to be the place where the Sand of Time was stored.

Without saying a word, he took out the fire dragon's heart and placed it on the fire dragon.

The disc flashed a violet light, and at the same time, the disc gently rotated, making a clicking sound, and the fire dragon heart was completely absorbed into the disc.

Harry picked up the angel feather again - unlike what Harry remembered, the angel feather was not white, but had no color at all, but it was not transparent either.

It's a very strange and weird state.

He placed the angel feather in the angel's position, and a violet light flashed on the disc again. The disc rotated, making a mechanical sound.

Harry once again placed the Phoenix Tears and Basilisk Fangs on the disc. The disc absorbed them as usual, and its rotation speed became faster and faster, as if it was about to fly.

Finally, Harry placed the Sands of Time in the middle of the disk.

The violet light on the disc became brighter and it spun rapidly, making a squeaking sound.

Harry froze in place. He didn't know what to do now, so he could only let the disc spin rapidly.

After a while, the disc slowly stopped rotating. The violet light on it was so bright that it almost made the entire disc look like a purple gem.

At the same time, on both sides of Vivi's chair, bronze light flickered and ripples appeared - like a bronze water curtain.

Slowly, the bronze water curtain dissipated.

Harry walked forward and carefully reached out to touch it.

He found that there was no obstruction this time and his hand could be inserted normally.

Harry wanted to reach out and shake Vivi, but was afraid something might happen, so he just clenched his paws and froze in place.

How should I do it?

Weiwei was still sleeping and had no intention of waking up.

Harry was a little anxious. He wanted to fly back to the Chamber of Secrets and ask the professors what he should do.

"Vivi?" he asked tentatively.

Nothing happens.

He scratched his head, trying to calm down and find a good solution.

However, just as he lowered his head to scratch his hair, Vivi's eyes rolled twice imperceptibly and she let out a faint sigh.

Anxious Harry didn't notice as he looked up again.

"Vivi? Can you hear me?"

But still, there was no response.

As he paced anxiously...

A miracle happened.

"Harry?"

A barely audible sound was heard, and Harry quickly moved closer to her.

"I'm here!"

Vivi's eyes slowly opened, revealing her violet pupils.

"Harry?" she whispered. "I've finally found you..."

She slowly straightened up from the chair, but Harry was surprised to find that Vivi's golden hair suddenly began to fade.

From the dazzling gold, it faded to silver-white...

"Your hair?" Harry asked in amazement.

"Oh." Weiwei reached out and lifted a lock of hair, chuckled and said, "This should be due to the erosion of time - Harry, if I become an old woman in a while, you won't dislike me, right?"

"How could that be?" Harry's nose was sore. He knew that the dazzling golden hair was what Vivi was most proud of.

However, now it has turned silvery white.

But fortunately, Vivi's changes only appeared in her hair - perhaps this is just superficial.

"Can you stand up?" Harry asked.

Vivi tried to stand up, but her legs went limp and she collapsed into the chair.

"No, I've been trapped here for too long and my legs are a little weak." She said with a wry smile.

"Let me help you and try." Harry said, putting his hand on Vivi's clothes.

However, what he didn't expect was that it didn't matter that Vivi's clothes suddenly disintegrated into the shape of sand in his eyes.

Harry swallowed.

"Does it look good?" Vivi asked.

Harry nodded vigorously, then felt it was inappropriate, so he turned around quickly and took out the prepared clothes from his wallet.

While taking out the clothes, he was still thinking, this dress is so white... No, this dress is so big... No, this dress is so thin...

A rustling sound was heard, and soon, Vivi's voice sounded again.

"Okay, turn around."

Harry turned around quickly, a suspicious red cloud still on his face.

"You're blushing?" Weiwei tilted her head and looked at Harry, teasingly saying, "No matter how you look at it, I should be the one blushing, right? You damn little Harry..."

"Haha..." Harry scratched his head and laughed awkwardly but politely.

"Okay, I won't blame you." Weiwei smiled cheerfully, "Stay with me in the study for a while. I feel a little weak now, so let me get used to it first."

"Okay," said Harry.

As soon as the words fell, a flash of fire appeared beside Weiwei.

"What is that?" he asked in surprise and hurried over to check it out.

"It's Fiona." Weiwei said, "When I came to the study, Fiona volunteered to be trapped in the time seal with me. Now she seems to be recovering her strength in nirvana."

Harry looked down and saw that there was indeed a small fire on the ground. A baby bird was chirping at him with its head raised.

"Fiona." He reached out and picked up the small phoenix. "We meet again!"

Fiona rubbed Harry's hand affectionately, making a chirping sound.

"Professor Dumbledore has a phoenix, too," said Harry. "His name is Fawkes, and yes - it's a male."

"Then I should remind you, Harry." Vivi reached out and poked Fiona's mouth, and said to Harry: "If the time of the seal is removed, Fiona is just a seven-year-old girl - you must not let that Fawkes know of her existence."

"Why?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Phoenixes are rare nowadays, and Fiona is a girl." Weiwei said softly, "I'm really worried that Fox will get involved with her..."

Harry thought about it for a moment, and thought very badly, just like a father-in-law maliciously speculating about his new son-in-law -

Professor Dumbledore gives, so would he also give to the phoenix and only like male phoenixes?

Hmm... it's not impossible to say so. After all, like father, like son, like master, like pet. It's hard to say whether Dumbledore's phoenix will be infected by... hmm...

It’s hard to say!

"How do you feel now?" Harry asked Vivi, "Are you hungry? I have some snacks here that can help you replenish your body's energy."

"It's okay." Weiwei said softly: "I think it's okay, but...won't you tell me what happened recently?"

Harry was stunned for a moment.

"What happened recently?" he asked uncertainly, "Don't you know everything?"

Then he suddenly realized, "Oh, I forgot. Your portrait knows that, but you don't know it."

So he told Vivi in ​​detail what had happened.

After hearing that Gellert had taken all of her vault, Vivi's smile became noticeably dangerous.

Harry shuddered. It seemed that both the portrait and Vivi were equally dangerous.

He began to mourn for Gellert, Oh my God, your sister is going to settle the score with you!

"It seems that I need to go to Nurmengard in person." Weiwei snorted coldly: "I want to personally ask my stupid brother why he took away all the money I kept in Gringotts!"

"And alchemical materials." Harry added, "He only left you a crown... Hey, that crown looks familiar."

"It's the one I'm wearing." Weiwei said softly, "Do you remember? The crown you helped me pick from the tree in Vienna in 1888."

"Oh, I remember now." Harry said suddenly, "I was wondering why I always felt familiar with you... What about those people who bullied you later? I don't seem to have heard any news about them?"

"They're all dead." Weiwei said with a smile, "Look - it's been so many years, they must be dead, right?"

Harry suddenly remembered the Chinese professor named Haoying who told them about an emperor named "Zheng Ying". It seemed that when he was a child in "Handan", the capital of "Zhao State", he was bullied. After returning to his country and becoming king, he prepared his troops to conquer Zhao State. Because of the hatred in his childhood, he buried all the children who had bullied him.

He shuddered. Weiwei shouldn't be the kind of person who holds grudges.

"Haha." Harry laughed dryly and said, "What about Gellert? What are you going to do? After all, he is your brother. You won't kill him, will you?"

"Heh." Weiwei snorted. "Being defeated and having it recorded on the Chocolate Frog card is simply a shame among shames! In comparison, I hoped that he could use my money to do something! But I really didn't expect that after spending my money, I still achieved nothing..."

"I think he should pay back the money." Harry said indirectly. After all, Grindelwald is Vivi's biological brother, so he should be spared...

Look at Pappy, he has two little nephews by his side, and his nephews have their own children. So, four generations live together, it is such a happy family.

But Gellert...

Harry thought that if Gellert could get married and have children like Newt, perhaps Vivi would let poor Gale go for the sake of such a cute younger generation.

but……

He came out.

This is just...

But Vivi had just returned, and it was obviously inappropriate to tell her such explosive news.

What if her magic explodes and floods the entire study?
It doesn't matter if the study is ruined...

If that fucking castle were to be overturned, it would be the end of us.

But fortunately, it seems that Vivi is not too angry. Thinking of this, Harry said to her: "Vivi, I think we should find a place... After all, you are not a student of Hogwarts now, you can't live in our dormitory, right?"

"It's vacation time now, so it's okay for me to live in your dormitory, right?" Vivi asked with a faint smile. She did not refuse to sleep in the same bed with Harry.

"No, Ron and Seamus are both in school." Harry said quickly, "They didn't go home during the holidays. I heard something happened at home."

"Ron? Seamus?" Vivi asked with interest, "You haven't told me about your friends yet. After studying at Hogwarts for a few more years, you should have made new friends, right?"

There was something deceptive about her tone, which led Harry to believe that she was asking out of genuine interest.

"Oh, Ron and Seamus are both my roommates, and there's also Neville." Harry said with a smile, "And there's also Hermione who plays with us, but..."

"But what?" Vivi asked with a smile.

Harry leaned close to her ear and said, "But I always feel that Hermione seems to be interested in Ron, and Ron also likes Hermione very much...but Hermione always likes to control Ron, so Ron is a little afraid of Hermione - but neither of them is willing to admit that they like each other, and they are very enthusiastic about each other..."

"Ah? There is such a thing?" Weiwei smiled even more, and this time, there was a smile in her eyes: "But why do I always feel that this kind of story is very familiar?"

"Is there?" Harry thought about it, but he didn't expect that there was someone he knew who had a similar relationship with them.

"Of course." said Vivi.

"Who?" Harry asked interestedly.

Weiwei looked at Harry as if he were a little fool and said softly, "I won't tell you."

Harry sniffed, turned his head and snorted.

"Ha ha……"

Vivi reached out and cupped Harry's face, smiling as she rubbed his messy hair for a while.

"Here, it feels pretty good, as good as always - I've never rubbed a penis this big like you before."

"Really?" Harry blushed.

"Heh." Vivi flicked Harry's forehead with her finger. "By the way, where is Cassandra? Have you heard any news about her?"

"No," Harry answered truthfully. "I've only read one letter from Trelawney to her. That was from the Seer, Cassandra Trelawney."

He repeated the contents of the letter to Vivi verbatim.

Vivi was silent.

"I can imagine how much of a blow this letter must have had on her." Weiwei sighed softly, "At the time, I persuaded her to enter the time seal with me...but she told me with disdain that she didn't want to find a boy who had nothing to do with her...but the facts prove that, Harry, she cares about you more than anyone else."

asked Harry, his voice sour.

"Of course," Vivi reached out and rubbed Harry's head, "Believe me, I know Cassandra better than anyone else."

As she spoke, she slowly stood up.

"We've rested enough, I think we should go too." Vivi said to Harry, "Come on, since you can't go to your dormitory, let's go to the Leaky Cauldron... Fiona!"

Fiona felt her master's call and flew onto Vivi's shoulder.

However, after Vivi grabbed Harry's arm, she fell into a long silence.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked concernedly.

"I think..." Weiwei said softly, "I... have lost my magic power."

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