Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 149 For the greater good
News about Cassandra?
Not only Harry and Vivi, but Dumbledore also wanted to know news about her.

Nothing, just pure curiosity.

"Where is she?" Harry asked eagerly.

Unexpectedly, Gellert was not in a hurry at all, but gave Harry a mysterious smile.

"Potter... I'm not surprised by your philandering. Has anyone ever told you never to show concern for another woman in front of another woman?"

He would never miss an opportunity to make things difficult for Harry, especially in front of his sister.

But - if it was in front of Cassandra, Gellert swore that he would definitely use all his life's knowledge to bring Potter and Miss Malfoy together.

"Did your good sister teach you this? Sissy?" Harry used a very lethal name.

Gellert looked very surprised at Harry's sharp retort.

This word is really too destructive. Generally, the word "sissy" (a derivative of sister) is used to describe sissy, that is, a man who acts like a sissy.

In that era, sissy was generally a stereotype of gay.

But someone like Gellert obviously can't stand being called a sissy.

"Scarhead! If you want to know the whereabouts of your old lover, take back what you just said!" Gellert said angrily.

"Okay, Puxi boy." Harry continued to be sarcastic with a smile.

As soon as Gellert opened his mouth, a transparent hand in the air grabbed the skin of fate on the back of his neck.

When he turned around, he saw his sister sitting quietly beside him, staring at him.

"I saw Miss Malfoy," Gellert said a little aggrievedly, "On Christmas Day a year later, we had Christmas dinner here, and there was also a...tsk, another Hufflepuff, a Hufflepuff girl, and Al and Vida, a total of seven of us."

Weiwei glanced at Harry inconspicuously: "In other words, Cassandra will be back by next Christmas at the latest?"

"Yes, sister." Gellert smiled gently, "Please believe in my ability to predict."

"Did you predict the beating I got today?" Harry asked suddenly.

Gellert gave him a glare and said nothing.

"Can you see Cassandra's exact location?" Weiwei asked again, "For example, where she is sleeping?"

"No." Gellert answered truthfully: "Perhaps this place is too far from where she sleeps, so I can't predict it... But don't worry, if I can get closer, I can make a prediction."

"I understand." Weiwei nodded and looked at Dumbledore again: "Then, Professor Dumbledore... I think our agreement has been reached?"

"That is fine with me," Dumbledore replied.

Just kidding, he certainly had no opinion.

If he had won the duel just now, he could still say no - although he would not refuse the senior sister's request to go back to school, he would definitely not agree to release Gellert.

But there was nothing he could do. The situation was stronger than him. Although he was slightly better than his senior sister in terms of the level of spells, he was still wearing the nightgown that was cast under an ancient spell.

If I didn't agree, I'm afraid the senior sister wouldn't be as nice to me as she is now.

Thinking of this, he took out the wand in his arms again.

"This is the Elder Wand, Senior Grindelwald." Dumbledore handed the wand to Vivi. "You must have heard that the Elder Wand is the most emotionless, cold-blooded and cruel wand. It only considers ability. Other wands will have a certain degree of loyalty to a person. So even if I am disarmed, but I still hold that wand, it will still serve me. They will not give up their masters so easily."

"As Ollivander said, if a wand chooses a person of power, they will prefer the owner the wand has chosen... However, the Elder Wand is loyal only to power, so it is completely emotionless. It follows power."

Vivi didn't say anything, but just looked at Dumbledore, as if trying to see through his deeper meaning.

"In 1899, Gellert stole this wand from Gregorovitch," Dumbledore said gently, "and it has been his ever since; but in 1945, I defeated him in a duel, and the Elder Wand has been mine ever since - until just now."

"You mean, I won the duel, so the Elder Wand is mine?"

Vivi reached out to take the wand, looking at the special shaft made of elder wood, her little finger nail scratching the end of the wand lightly without leaving a trace.

"Fifteen inches, the tail feathers of a Thestral." Weiwei curled the corners of her lips in disdain: "Oh, one of the Three Deathly Hallows?"

With that, she threw the wand back to Dumbledore.

"Compared to a wand that only obeys a stronger one, I prefer the one that has been with me all the time," she said.

"Few people can resist such temptation, Senior Grindelwald." Dumbledore's eyes softened. "I need to remind you that this wand has an amplifying effect on spells."

Vivi smiled and looked at Harry.

"I still prefer the one that has been with me all along, Professor. I am a nostalgic person. No matter how dazzling the new wand is, I will never abandon my old friend."

Then she added: "Speaking of which, you should use the Disarming Charm on me again to regain control of the wand."

After that, she took the wand from Dumbledore.

Dumbledore did not try to persuade him any further. A flash of disarming spell appeared, and the Elder Wand returned to his hand.

"Compared to this wand that has no effect on me, I hope to get your support, Professor Dumbledore." Weiwei smiled and said, "After graduation, I want to go to a Muggle university for further studies. I hope the International Confederation of Wizards and the Wizengamot Council will not embarrass an innocent and kind little girl like me."

This is the request?
Dumbledore did not object and assured Vivi: "Don't worry, senior."

"Even if the Austrian Ministry of Magic objects, it doesn't matter?" Vivi asked.

"Of course, Sister Grindelwald." Dumbledore said seriously.

Hearing Dumbledore's assurance, Vivi smiled with satisfaction, and a look of triumph flashed across her eyes without anyone noticing.

This was the trap she had set for Dumbledore, and it was the most important part of her plan to undermine the Statute of Wizarding Secrecy.

In addition...

In just a short period of time, Vivi also carved a simple ancient magic mark in the Old Wand - just when she scratched the handle with her nails.

As long as the holder attacks her, he will be attacked by this spell.

How could she, Vivi, do business at a loss?
"What a shame." Gellert smacked his lips. "Personally, I still like this wand very much."

Dumbledore smiled and said to Vivi, "It is said that anyone who possesses all three Deathly Hallows will become the master of Death. Gellert and I were obsessed with the Deathly Hallows because of this legend. We made many plans, including plans to seize the Deathly Hallows. The three Deathly Hallows are the Elder Wand and the Invisibility Cloak, but I have never heard of the other one. Moreover, I have only seen the Elder Wand and the Invisibility Cloak, but have never heard of the other one."

"Oh, by the way, Harry." Dumbledore looked at Harry: "The Invisibility Cloak is the one I gave you last Christmas, a relic left by your father."

Harry was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that his invisibility cloak had such a great origin.

"If you possess the Deathly Hallows, you will become the master of Death?"

Hearing this, Vivi laughed disdainfully.

"My God, only you young people would believe this unreal legend. Just by possessing three Deathly Hallows, one can become the master of Death? This is too far-fetched."

"I think so too." Dumbledore smiled meaningfully, "As I grow older and gain more experience, I also realize how ridiculous we were back then..."

He asked again: "Speaking of which, why didn't I see Ms. Rosier when I came to Nurmengard this time?"

"I sent Rosier to Hogwarts to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Gellert didn't intend to hide it, but told the truth. "At the beginning of the year, I saw my sister's return, so I thought of sending someone to Hogwarts to get information. Later, I heard that you were recruiting a new professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. The best-selling author Lockhart, who was seeking fame, was not a good candidate."

"That Lockhart, after extracting some adventure stories from others, claimed them as his own, and even cast the Forgetting Charm on those victims." Gellert said disdainfully: "He became a best-selling author, a great adventurer, and gained both fame and fortune, while those victims could only spend the rest of their lives in a daze -"

Harry opened his eyes wide, he really didn't expect that the real Lockhart would have such a story.

In this way, his and Ron's initial guess was not wrong. This Lockhart was indeed not a good person - but "Professor Lockhart" was indeed an excellent and competent professor.

"You should know that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is cursed, Gellert." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "No one can serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts for a full year. This is the curse Tom has placed on this position."

"I have to admit that your student is indeed quite capable." Gellert nodded and said, "But I hope you can let Vida teach for the whole year. After all, you can't find a more qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts professor than her."

"I agree with you, Gellert." Dumbledore smiled. He knew best the level of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts over the years.

Then he said to Gellert: "But I hope she can teach everyone with her original appearance——"

"So, what's the reason? How can we make the students accept it?" Gellert frowned, "Everyone knows that Vida is a saint..."

"Respectable lady, a serial conspiracy has been uncovered." Weiwei suddenly said: "In order to find evidence, she used Polyjuice Potion to transform into Lockhart's appearance, just to expose Lockhart's true identity-"

After hearing what Weiwei said, everyone expressed their approval.

"That's a good reason, Senior Grindelwald." Dumbledore nodded with a smile, and then said to Gellert, "I think you should tell me where the real Lockhart is now. We should let him get the trial he deserves."

"You haven't told me why this fame-seeking person was allowed to be a professor at Hogwarts." Gellert asked leisurely.

Dumbledore gave him a mysterious smile: "Just because there is no other choice."

Gellert chuckled. He knew that Dumbledore was not telling the truth. He leaned forward slightly, staring at Dumbledore closely. "According to your usual character, you must want to use Lockhart's incident to warn someone... or to train someone, right? You are always like this, just like you did to Scamander..."

"Perhaps." Dumbledore neither admitted nor denied it. "It's getting late. I think I should go back to Hogwarts. As for the rest, it has nothing to do with me. I will be waiting for you at Hogwarts, Gellert."

After saying this, Dumbledore pinched Fawkes's butt, and the two of them disappeared into Nurmengard Castle together.

Only after seeing Dumbledore leave did Harry slowly open his wallet and let Fiona out.

Oh my god, Fox, this bird licker, really can't be allowed to get close to Fiona.

"I haven't seen Fiona for a long time, sister." Gellert crossed his legs casually, "Just like I haven't seen you for a long time. You know, since I was seventeen, I have never dreamed of you telling me fairy tales to fall asleep."

Harry could see that the old guy was just pretending to be pitiful and trying to win Vivi's sympathy.

"Because you stole your sister's vault, Gellert." Harry began to taunt: "After the age of seventeen, you probably dreamed about how your sister would deal with you after she returned."

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a really vicious mouth, Potter?" Grindelwald glared at Harry.

Harry chuckled: "But this has nothing to do with me."

Seeing that Gellert wanted to say something else, Weiwei interrupted and said, "Well, it's getting late. I think we should rest. There should be a vacant room in your Nurmengard, right? Let's get ready. I will take you to Mr. Flamel's place tomorrow."

"Okay, sister." Gellert said sincerely. He called over a few of his confidants downstairs and asked them to prepare a room for the two of them.

Harry always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

It's so loud here, and Gellert has been getting beaten up, so why haven't his henchmen shown up yet?
When he called, these confidants appeared in this house...

Something is wrong, very wrong.

Harry suppressed his curiosity and walked with Vivi to the two adjacent guest rooms.

"See you tomorrow, Harry."

Vivi looked down at Harry, who was just level with her chest, smiled slightly, leaned over, and kissed him gently on the forehead.

Harry's face flushed from the sudden attack, and the warm feeling from before still remained on his forehead.

"What, what is this?" Harry asked.

"Goodnight kiss, of course." Vivi reached out and ruffled Harry's messy hair, "Well, we should rest now. See you tomorrow."

"Okay, Vivi." Harry replied, "Good night."

Silent all night.

When Harry woke up the next morning, he stretched.

This was the best night's sleep he had had in years.

The scenery of Nurmengard Castle in the early morning is very beautiful. As it is located in the mountains, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains in the distance by sitting in front of the window.

He thought it would be nice to have a house like this in the future.

"looking at what?"

A gentle voice sounded from behind him, and then Harry felt himself falling into a soft embrace. It was Vivi, she came to absorb Harry's energy again.

"Looking at the scenery." Harry was still not used to the feeling of being hugged, but he liked it very much. "I was thinking, how nice it would be to have a house like this in the future? When I have nothing to do, I can sit by the window and look at the scenery...Is that the Alps over there?"

"Yes, it's the Alps." Weiwei said softly, "If you like, Nurmengard Castle is yours."

"Forget it, I'm afraid Gellert will kill me." Harry said with a smile.

Weiwei held him and sat on the chair: "Don't worry, Gellert won't...Besides, he is already so old and has no descendants. What does he need such a big house for? It's better to give it to the young people."

Harry always felt that there was something else behind Vivi's words. It seemed that she was extremely worried about the extinction of the Grindelwald family.

"Speaking of which, why did you believe Dumbledore so easily?" Harry asked curiously, "You were not like this before -"

"Ah... I have to thank you for this, Harry." Vivi said with a faint smile, "As long as I am with you - when there is physical contact, I seem to be able to see a person's soul. This may be an additional effect of the Philosopher's Stone."

"Soul?" Harry pondered over the words, not knowing what they meant.

"I can see clearly what a person's soul looks like, like you." Weiwei lowered her head and whispered in Harry's ear: "Your soul is transparent and pure. It is the most delicious soul I have ever seen... I really want me to take a bite."

"Huh?" Harry hummed.

"Just kidding, Dumbledore's soul is also pure white - there is only a small stain, which can even be completely ignored." Vivi said softly.

However, she was only telling Harry half the truth.

I can't say I put an ancient magic mark on the handle of the Elder Wand, right? That would make me look too "smart".

She hummed the tune of "The Emperor Quartet" in a light voice - a little song from her hometown.

Harry suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Vivi believed Dumbledore's promise so easily.

Professor Haoying once said that a gentleman can be deceived by tricks, so perhaps Professor Dumbledore can also be described as a gentleman.

"What about Gellert?" he asked, curious about the color of Gellert's soul.

"Him." Weiwei sneered, "Black, colorful black, hopeless."

Harry groaned. He really didn't expect that Gellert had such a low opinion of his sister.

Gellert, who was still sleeping in next door, certainly had no idea that the ownership of his castle was casually given to Scarhead by his sister during a morning conversation, and he was even described as a colorful black.

Gellert was originally a very self-disciplined person, but since he was imprisoned in Nurmengard Castle, he has lost his spirit and developed the bad habit of sleeping late.

Generally speaking, he would never get up until the sun was shining on his butt at noon.

Vivi didn't plan to wake him up. She just wanted to ignore Gellert.

Every time she saw this brother, Vivi couldn't help but think of the extinction of the Grindelwald family - and how he, like the Niffler, stole all the property in her vault!

Just punish him by sending him to Newt's place to take care of the Niffler - if I remember correctly, Newt is a master of magical animals, and he has quite a few magical animals of his own, so he must be raising a Niffler as well.

Let the old Niffler take care of the little Niffler. Just thinking about this, thinking about the image of Gellert with a Niffler sitting on his head, two Nifflers in his pocket, and a Niffler in his hand, Vivi found it very interesting, extremely interesting.

It was not until noon that Gellert yawned and climbed out of bed.

"Good morning, sister." Gellert yawned, wearing a nightcap with stars and moons on his head.

Vivi's eyes narrowed and she realized that this nightcap should be the same one that Dumbledore wore.

"And the scar... Potter." Gellert took back the word "Scarhead" in time.

Gellert had been prepared for this. He had arranged for someone last night to disguise himself as him and be imprisoned in Nurmengard.

"Oh, sister." Gellert suddenly remembered the three people in the dungeon: "The three people who escaped, including Wilhelmina, are all in the dungeon. Do you want to go see them?"

"William Minnie?" Weiwei frowned and thought for a long time, "Who is Wilhelm Minnie?"

"He was one of the people who bullied my sister and me." Gellert shrugged.

"Oh, I remember now." Weiwei smiled disdainfully, "She always bullies the weak and fears the strong. She always encourages others to bully me from behind, but she never dares to face me alone - even though I was a dud at the beginning."

"You let a person like this live for more than a hundred years?" Weiwei asked.

"Of course I won't let her have it easy," Gellert said with an evil smile, "Don't worry, sister. I think the three of them are almost resistant to Cruciatus."

Vivi paused.

Then she said helplessly: "It's my fault, Gale, for not making you fear the Unforgivable Curse enough, so that you are so indifferent to life now..."

Gellert rolled his eyes at this.

Indifference to life?

My sister, you actually accuse me of being indifferent to life?

However, he just thought about this in his mind and didn't dare to say it out loud.

"So what should we do with the three of them?" Gellert asked.

Vivi's eyes darkened.

"If you can't even handle such a small matter, what do I need you as my brother for?"

Gellert said nothing. He turned around, gave a few instructions to the people around him, and then left.

After a while, he came back.

"It's done, sister." Gellert said deliberately, "I have killed those three people according to your instructions."

While speaking, he did not forget to look at Harry.

The meaning is very clear - look, Scarhead, my sister is a murderous woman with blood on her hands - why don't you just leave her?
However, what he didn't expect was that Harry actually nodded to him approvingly.

"At least when it comes to protecting your sister, you're still a qualified brother," said Harry.

Gellert didn't know whether to be happy or sad, but Harry's next words made him realize that he should be angry.

"But that's all, Nifflert," Harry called out Gellert's new nickname - just like he had for Draco.

The nickname was so damn powerful that it made Gellert's hair stand on end.

"Scarhead!" he cursed angrily, and reached out to hit Harry through Vivi.

But his sister took sides and separated them.

"Okay," Vivi said, "stop making a fuss, we should go to Flamel's house earlier."

Are we going to meet Scamander soon? Gellert chuckled. He was really looking forward to the sharp roar that freckled boy would make when he saw him.

"And take Lockhart with you," Gellert said, patting the suitcase at his feet. "I put him in here and gave him the water of life and death."

Seeing that Gellert was ready, Vivi called Fiona over, held Harry's hand with her left hand, pinched Gellert's wrist with her right hand, and disappeared into Nurmengard.

The Flamel family was having lunch. There was a knock on the door. Newt suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck and turned his head subconsciously.

It didn't matter that he turned his head, the first thing he saw was Gellert Grindelwald, who was smiling at him meaningfully.

Newt subconsciously jumped up from the chair, reached out and took out the wand from his arms, and without saying a word, cast a spell at Grindelwald.

"Okay, Scamander." Gellert dodged the spell and said to him, "I come to see you with love and peace this time..."

Love and peace?

Harry at the back suddenly looked strange.

Not only Harry, but everyone present looked at Gellert with a look of "Are you okay?"

Theseus' reaction was even more violent. He cast three spells in succession, but they were all blocked by Gellert.

"Well, this is Professor Dumbledore's permission." Vivi's voice sounded from behind Gellert: "Come on, sit down - listen to me tell you what happened."

Seeing that it was Vivi, Theseus and Newt forced themselves to suppress the urge to cast a few more spells to blow the hungry Grindelwald to the sky.

After all, she is an old senior from Hogwarts, so she should always give her some face - not to mention, this was also instructed by Professor Dumbledore.

They all knew that if Gellert left Nurmengard, Professor Dumbledore would know it immediately and stop him from leaving.

The people around gathered around and began to listen to Vivi's story.

After hearing that Gellert had emptied Vivi's vault and used the money to organize the Witch Party, everyone suddenly understood.

No wonder he was able to build such a large organization in just a few years. It turned out to be because he stole his sister's vault...

That’s more than two million gold Galleons…

What they didn't expect was that Gellert actually stole the nightgown that his sister was going to give to Harry and gave it to Dumbledore instead - and because of this, Dumbledore was hung on the ceiling during the duel with Vivi.

How should I put it? He is indeed the terrifying transfer student at Hogwarts, isn't he?
But Vivi was very modest about this. She said, "In fact, Professor Dumbledore's spell skills are much higher than mine. I just took advantage of ancient magic and there were a few small accidents."

It was indeed an accident. After all, no one would have thought that this pit had been dug a hundred years ago.

"So, what you mean is..." Newt looked at Gellert, speechless: "Professor Dumbledore allowed Grindelwald to be my assistant in order to repay your debt?"

"Yes." Weiwei nodded and said, "He owes me so many gold galleons, of course he should work to pay it back."

"But I already have Hagrid as an assistant."

Newt was a little reluctant to accept Gellert, not only because of the grudge between the two of them, but also because the two of them were incompatible.

The incompatibility of water and fire here refers to the fact that one is the Harpa party and the other is the Harvey party, which is like water and fire.

"We can have multiple teaching assistants, Newt." Tina, who was watching the fun from the side, whispered, "I think this is a good opportunity. Think about it, Newt. Let him feed the Sniff..."

Hearing this, Newt's eyes lit up.

"He can make an unbreakable vow spell with you." Vivi added later.

However, what no one expected was that Gellert suddenly came to Pabbie's side.

"This Miss Unicorn is Miss Sweeting from Hufflepuff, right?" Gellert smiled kindly, "As I recall, unicorns only approach people with pure souls. If Miss Sweeting had been the candidate for president of the International Confederation of Wizards instead of Kirin, I might have won."

"You are such a wicked man, Grindelwald." Newt said from the side.

"Perhaps. People always hold a grudge against failure." Gellert smiled and said again: "As my sister said, I will work under you to atone for my sins - this is also the arrangement of Headmaster Dumbledore... How about it, as Dumbledore's favorite student, shouldn't you listen to your professor obediently?"

When he said this, Gellert's facial expressions were very rich, and he looked like he deserved a beating.

Of course, when he came out of Nurmengard, he also returned to his spirited look of 1926.

There are just a lot of wrinkles on my face.

but……

Gellert looked at Pappy again.

This Miss Pabbie...also likes Potter.

Ha, Scarhead Veela, you are such a sinner!
But what does this have to do with me?

Gellert felt that working under Scamander was not something difficult to accept.

Maybe... I can temporarily unite with Scamander and defeat my sister together?
The code name has been thought of, it’s “For the Greater Good”!
(Ask for monthly ticket)

(Ah, please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a reward)

(End of this chapter)