Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 163: Weiwei is forced to replenish her magic power (12000 words)
The only message Cassandra left in the vault was that letter.

but……

At least the two flowers were still alive, proving that the person who cast the spell on the flowers was still alive.

The question now is where exactly Cassandra is and which Merlin ruins she is.

Harry, who used to complain that Merlin's trials were too few, now suddenly wondered why Merlin had nothing better to do than leave so many relics in Britain.
Just as Harry was rummaging through the vault at Gringotts, Vivi also returned to school.

She searched the hall but couldn't find Harry.

"Hermione, where's Harry?" Vivi sat next to Hermione.

Hermione thought for a moment and said, "I don't know either, Sister Vivi. It seems that Harry went to ask for leave from Headmaster Dumbledore..."

"Ask for leave?" Vivi was stunned. Could it be that Harry had something else to do in the Muggle world?

With such doubts, she decided to go to Dumbledore to ask.

Before she could leave, the Weasley twins sitting next to her spoke up.

"I know what Harry did—"

"Yes, Fred, I know that too." George echoed, "Of course, we will not hide it from you, Miss Grindelwald."

The clone was very good at judging people and chose to follow his heart the moment Vivi frowned.

"You probably don't know that the parrot tore up Harry's notebook, the one that said CC." Fred didn't see clearly what the words behind it were, he only remembered CC.

"CC?" Vivi thought of Cassandra without any hesitation.

Cassandra Cecilia Malfoy, isn't that CC Malfoy for short?

While Vivi was muttering about Cassandra, Hermione unnoticeably pushed poor little Jack aside so that Vivi wouldn't see it.

In order to change the subject, Hermione took her notebook and timidly stepped forward and said, "Sister Weiwei, I don't understand something here. Can you help me solve it?"

Vivi didn't refuse, she actually really liked Hermione.

Even though Hermione was a little wizard who was smarter than ordinary people, she was only in the second grade after all. As a terrifying transfer student, Vivi was able to answer her questions easily.

She even had the mind to wonder why Gellert tore up Cassandra's notebook.

Could it be that Gail thinks Potter is too fickle?

Well...even if he is a biological brother, he cannot protect his sister like this. He should be more magnanimous. After all, Cassandra's life or death is uncertain now.

But Gail did a good job, she thought.

Not long after, Harry came back from outside the hall.

He did not return empty-handed, after all, Cassandra left him two robes as a gift.

Harry didn't know what was going on with the robe; it looked brand new, but it had an intoxicating fragrance.

The smell was familiar, belonging to Cassandra, and even after all this time, it still hadn't dissipated.

The habit formed over the years could not be changed in a short time, so Harry put on one of the robes very smoothly without any psychological burden.

Hey, it’s not like I haven’t worn it before.

Of course, Harry didn't buy Vivi a gift, after all, it was Valentine's Day - in fact, he wanted to buy her, but whenever he thought of Cassandra, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

Seeing Harry coming back from outside the hall, Hermione tactfully left Vivi's side.

"Vivi." Harry saw Vivi at first sight. He walked up to her and greeted her with a smile: "Happy holidays--"

After saying that, Vivi took out a watch from her bosom. It was a style that was particularly popular among Muggles.

"What is this?" Harry asked interestedly.

"A watch." Vivi took Harry's hand and put it on him carefully. "Look, it looks suitable."

Harry looked down and found that this children's electronic watch was indeed suitable for him.

"I've asked the Muggle owner who sells this watch to help me check the time. It can also display the date." Weiwei pointed at the dial and said happily, "Look, this is the first time I've seen a watch that can display numbers like this. It's also very cheap. You only need 3.99 pounds to buy a watch with a cute bunny printed on it. I bought one, too."

As she spoke, Vivi raised her wrist and showed Harry the same electronic watch - but Vivi's watch had a bird printed on it.

"Wow! So cute!" Hermione said at the right moment, "You two look so good together - I mean your watches."

Weiwei was very satisfied when she heard this.

"You have one too, Hermione." Vivi took out a watch with a little squirrel printed on it and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione took it and looked down.

"Vivi, the watch seems to be out of power." Harry raised his hand and said, "Look, it's not moving at all."

Weiwei quickly turned around, reached out and took Harry's wrist, and asked in surprise: "How could this happen?"

A small flame suddenly ignited in her heart.

Damn Muggle, how dare you sell me something of such poor quality? I will...

"Oh, I remember now!" Hermione said, "Muggle electronic products are not allowed in Hogwarts. This should not only be the school rules of Hogwarts. In fact, electronic products will automatically fail when entering Hogwarts. That's it."

"So that's it..."

Vivi is not an unreasonable person. This problem obviously has nothing to do with the Muggle boss, so she is not in the right even if she asks for a refund.

She sat dejectedly on the bench, staring blankly ahead, muttering, "My money... my money..."

Harry knew that she was worried about the money.

Even though it was less than four pounds, Vivi cherished it very much because she was really afraid of being poor when she was a child.

"I like this style very much, Vivi." Harry said softly, "But don't worry, Mr. Flamel has come to live next to Hogwarts. Maybe we can ask him for help and ask him to help us modify this electronic watch so that we can use it in Hogwarts?"

"You're right!" Weiwei regained his spirits. "Yes, and there's also Mr. Flamel... I think as a legendary alchemist, he will definitely have a good way to help us transform this electronic watch!"

Hermione opened her mouth. What she actually wanted to say was that it was just a few pounds and it wasn't worth bothering Mr. Flamel.

But her emotional intelligence is not low, and she knows that it is inappropriate to say such things.

The Granger family is well-off. Apart from the fact that Mr. Granger himself is a person with an extremely keen financial sense, the profession of dentist itself is a high-income group.

What's more, the Granger family runs a clinic, which makes much more money than an ordinary dentist.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Granger family is among the top middle class.

In addition, Hermione is the only daughter in the Granger family, so Mr. Granger dotes on this only daughter.

So for something as simple as a few pounds, a legendary alchemist had to be asked to help. This in itself was a bit like using an anti-aircraft cannon to kill a mosquito.

It's really a bit of a waste of talent.

Vivi, who had recovered her spirit, white-linked her finger at Harry, motioning him to follow her.

Harry followed her all the way to the abandoned classroom on the second floor.

Vivi turned around and opened her arms to face Harry.

However, just as she was about to hug Harry, Vivi suddenly sniffed.

She smelled the scent of another woman!

Vivi became alert instantly and looked at Harry.

"What's that smell on you?"

Harry didn't react. He picked up the clothes and smelled them. He said in confusion: "There is no smell. I don't smell anything..."

"No, that's not right." Weiwei stared at Harry: "This smell is very familiar, I seem to have smelled it somewhere..."

While speaking, she was also rapidly searching in her mind for several girls she had met recently.

Miss Farley?

No, it's not. There's a clear distinction between Miss Farley's scent and this one. Miss Farley's scent is softer.

Hermione?

That was even more impossible. Vivi ruled out Hermione as an option almost immediately.

No, that's not right. This smell...

Weiwei suddenly thought of an old friend.

impossible!
Wasn't she trapped in a chamber of secrets somewhere? Why did Harry smell like her?!

"Is it Cassandra?" Vivi looked at Harry calmly: "Did she escape from the predicament successfully?"

After Vivi said this, Harry remembered that he was still wearing Cassandra's robe.

"Oh, you misunderstood, Vivi."

Harry scratched his head and said, "I found Cassandra's deposit slip in my notebook, so I went to Gringotts... Look, the clothes I'm wearing are a gift from Cassandra."

Weiwei: ()?!
She really never expected that Cassandra, whose life and death were uncertain, would suddenly appear and send a Valentine's Day gift before her? !
wrong,

notebook?
"Notebook?" Weiwei asked softly, "You mean...Cassandra's notebook?"

"Yeah, it was torn," Harry said casually, without even thinking of mentioning Jack.

Vivi's eyes suddenly became subtle, and she turned her head to look in the direction of Gellert's tent.

Gellert, who was teasing Sniff in the tent, suddenly sneezed twice.

He subconsciously tightened his clothes, feeling that something was not right.

It's as warm as spring in the tent, so why do I feel cold?

Vivi, who was in the abandoned classroom on the second floor, decided to teach Gellert a lesson so that he would not tear up other people's notebooks.

Oh, did you provoke that woman?
She just remembered the twin brothers saying "parrot" and thought that the "parrot" was referring to Gellert.

Weiwei didn't even think that this "parrot" would be a real parrot...

but……

Vivi decided that she had to teach the little Harry a lesson.

"Harry," Vivi said in a chant, "Did Cassandra ever tell you not to wear another woman's clothes when you're with her?"

Harry remembered the armor removal incident, so he said to Vivi, "Do you remember when we were doing the trial together at the Merlin Ruins? I gave you my clothes to wear, and when we got back, Cassandra was very angry and even asked me to take off my clothes..."

Vivi was stunned for a few seconds.

She really didn't expect that Cassandra would do such a childish thing.

"So what do you think we should do now?" she asked condescendingly.

Harry thought that he would need to replenish his magic power later, so he said to Vivi, "Well, how about I take off my clothes now?"

"Do not."

Vivi grabbed Harry and locked him in her arms.

"That's good," she whispered in Harry's ear. "We have to let Cassandra have some involvement, don't we?"

"No, it's not good."

Harry struggled a bit, but Vivi's arms became tighter and tighter, making it difficult for him to breathe.

……

At noon the next day, everyone was surprised to find that Assistant Professor Gale, who came to the auditorium for lunch, had a splint on his arm, one of his eyes was swollen like Neville's toad, and his leg was limping.

"What's wrong with him?" Ron asked with concern. He had a good impression of this assistant who always gave him advice.

"I don't know." Harry was also confused. He knew that Gellert's injuries must have been caused by Vivi, but he didn't know why.

but……

This guy really deserves a beating. I obviously didn't hit him lightly last time in Nurmengard.

Just then, Gellert turned around and gave Harry a sinister smile.

Scarhead, what kind of pillow talk have you been telling my sister again?

He really couldn't understand why he was eating baked beans and singing in the morning when he was suddenly beaten by his sister...

When the parrot Jack saw the miserable Gellert, he flapped his wings and flew to his shoulders, and carefully combed his messy hair with his mouth.

In fact, when Vivi hit her brother for the first time, she saw the innocent look on his face and immediately understood the truth.

But what if I made a mistake?

It stole my safe and made my family extinct... Shouldn't this Sniff-like creature be beaten?
Thinking of this, she taught her brother a lesson even more harshly.

Newt and Tina sat nearby and leisurely watched this heartwarming scene of interaction between siblings. Their appetites were whetted, and they ate two tuna sandwiches in one go.

If the Dumbledore brothers were fighting, Newt would definitely stand up and mediate.

but……

This is a quarrel between Grindelwald and his sister, especially the elder sister showing her heavy (physical) love for her younger brother...

Respect and blessings.

Alas.

In the afternoon, Harry found Newt and planned to borrow the venue from him in the evening to train the students in the dueling hut.

Newt had no reason to refuse. On the contrary, he planned to go and see how Harry trained his friends.

Vivi seemed to want to rest and did not accept Harry's invitation. Instead, she went back to the dormitory to catch up on her sleep.

"I can see that she's been very tired lately." Hermione said to Harry: "I heard that she seems to be using the time turner to save time. Is this really a good thing?"

"I tried to persuade him, but it was no use," Harry said helplessly.

Hermione picked up Vivi's notebook, and the word "AEIOU" on the title page caught her attention.

"What does this mean?" Hermione pointed at the five words. The five dots after the words clearly indicated that they were abbreviations, not five meaningless vowels.

Harry didn't know what this meant. He had seen these five words in Vivi's notebook before, but he had never asked Vivi what they meant.

"I don't know either." He said honestly, "You might as well ask Weiwei in person and see how she answers."

"Okay." Hermione took the notebook. "I'll go to the Slytherin common room now and return this notebook to her."

For the first Dueling Hut event after the winter break, Harry decided to call out his outstanding employee, the black witch Farina from Knockturn Alley.

Farina, who was invited by Harry again, had no intention of refusing at all. She followed Harry out of Knockturn Alley without even letting Harry use the Imperius Curse.

When it comes to knowing the current affairs, we still have to look to the dark wizards.

After all, a dark wizard who doesn't know the current situation cannot survive.

During dinner, Draco moved closer to Harry.

"Harry," he said, "may I join you? Your Dueling Hut -"

"You wanna join in?" Harry forked up a German sausage.

"Yes, I want to join too." Draco nodded quickly and said, "It's my honor to be guided by you."

Ron beside him made a stifled laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Draco asked irritably.

"I laugh at you for being a bootlicker, Malfoy," Ron said, waving his chicken leg.

Unexpectedly, Draco did not intend to refute this statement.

Flatterer or something...

As long as I can learn magic from the legendary wizard, what does it matter if I become a flatterer?

"I have no objection in principle, but of course you have to ask for their opinions." Harry said with a smile, "As long as more than half of the people in the dueling hut agree to your joining, I will welcome your joining."

After all, Draco is Cassandra's junior, and seems to be quite filial... For her sake, Harry is still willing to take him with him.

"Well, now that you've said that." Ron shrugged, "What else can I say? I'll reluctantly agree - but if I find out that you bully Hermione again, I'll definitely kick your ass, Malfoy."

Draco glanced at Ron with disgust.

In order to prevent Hermione from objecting to his joining the Dueling Hut, Draco decided to swallow the words "protecting your girlfriend".

But he obviously felt like he had to speak out, and he felt a little uncomfortable because he couldn't complain.

In the evening, Harry took them to Newt's tent.

He sat in a chair with Draco standing next to him.

"Let's start voting," Harry said to everyone, "Please raise your hands if you agree to accept Slytherin's Draco Malfoy into our dueling hut."

Everyone raised their hands, and even Neville did not object to Draco joining the Dueling Hut.

"In that case, the resolution is formally passed." Harry said, "The key point today is actual combat - I mean, real combat. I have hired a dark wizard in Knockturn Alley to conduct actual combat exercises with you - but before that, I need you to familiarize yourself with the tricks of dueling... Come on, two people in a group, Draco, you practice with Ron first."

"Okay." Draco's eyes burned with fighting spirit.

The same thing happened with Ron.

They both disliked each other.

"Come on, you two duel first." Harry asked them to come on stage. "It's a best-of-three system, just like the wizard chess game that day, understand?"

When Draco heard about wizard chess, his face visibly fell.

He was harmed by the wizard chess. Not only did he make a true confession of love to Snape, but his parents were even called to the police station.

Even the most open-minded parents would probably beat their children on the spot for washing their teacher's hair.

However, Harry's intention was not about wizard chess itself, but because he was afraid that Draco would not accept it.

"Let's play best of five, otherwise it would be boring." Ron said eagerly.

Judging from his expression, it was obvious that he felt that defeating Draco just once was not enough.

How do you say that?

When you kill someone, you must destroy their heart!

"Good job, Ron!" Seamus shouted, "You didn't bring shame to our Gryffindor! Give Slytherin a kick in the ass!"

"I need to remind you that snakes don't have butts, Mr. Finnigan," Gellert reminded from behind.

Everyone was stunned.

Harry, too, looked at Gellert...

Well, Austrians are Germans too, rounding up.

Those who understand the Germans will understand their sense of humor.

Considering that this was a duel, Ron did not use any other lethal curses, but only used the incredibly fast disarming spell.

The two of them stood on the temporary duel stage, ready to start the duel.

Draco did not forget to raise his eyebrows at Ron provocatively, looking a little mean.

After Cedric announced the start of the game, Ron quickly cast a spell.

"Expelliarmus!"

There was a flash of red light, and Draco's wand swirled into Ron's hand.

He was defeated three times in a row, and each time he was eliminated by Ron's weapon removal.

Draco began to doubt his life.

When he walked down from the dueling stage, his steps were still a little unsteady.

"Are you okay?" Neville asked with concern.

Draco murmured, "I hate Disarming Charms..."

"Hate the Disarming Charm?" Neville asked puzzledly: "Why do you hate the Disarming Charm? I think the Disarming Charm is pretty good..."

"Let me tell you - people who use the Disarming Spell for a long time usually have dull eyes, extremely low self-esteem, and their IQ drops year by year, eventually becoming complete fools." Draco said angrily, "Using the Disarming Spell will damage the body structure and cause all kinds of incurable diseases. Once a person starts using the Disarming Spell, it means that his intelligence, character, and appearance are all inferior, and he can only linger in the gutter for the rest of his life!"

At the end, perhaps still feeling unsatisfied, he added: "Wizards who use the Disarming Spell have strong antisocial tendencies, causing damage to public security and endangering the lives of normal wizards!"

Neville opened his mouth. No, not really?
It's just that you were disarmed a few times, is it necessary to be so angry?

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard Draco's words.

They really didn't expect that just a disarming spell would be deconstructed into so much... defense-breaking nonsense.

"I think you need more practice. If you can't beat them, just join them." Cedric consoled him, "The Disarming Spell is indeed fast and accurate, but your description... is not that bad. After all, this is a Disarming Spell, not the green spell."

"Which green spell?" Draco raised his head and said ignorantly.

Cedric's face froze.

"Well, it's not Lumos," he said. "Get up, we still have some duel practice to watch."

Perhaps Ron was inflated by his three victories over Draco, and he actually found Hermione, intending to find out who was the tougher one between the two.

"Expelliarmus!"

Ron quickly dodged to the side and waved his hand to cast another armor protection, trying to block Hermione's next spell.

Seeing Ron's thoughts like this, Gellert revealed his mask of pain.

"Do you really have to use armor to protect yourself? Ah?" Gellert said angrily, "Keep disarming yourself. Offense is the best defense. Do you intend to use armor to protect yourself from all her spells?"

Ron then hurriedly cast a Disarming Spell and rolled over to avoid Hermione's spell.

"Where are you aiming, Mr. Weasley?" Gellert reminded again: "You missed the target! You almost hit Professor Newt who was watching the game nearby——"

Then Ron was hit by Hermione's Disarming Curse.

"Do you think we can fight like this?" Gellert said anxiously, "Your thinking won't work this way, buddy. Living people are not training dummies. They won't give you such reaction time..."

Dude?

Harry looked at Gellert oddly, then at Ron.

Gellert is getting better and can even become a close friend of Ron.

Forget it, we’re just buddies.

If someone else had said this, Ron might have refuted it - but since it was Professor Gale who said this, Ron humbly accepted Professor Gale's opinion.

He was carried by Gellert to the side for special training.

Harry didn't care about that and let Farina out.

"Farina?!"

The moment they saw the black witch, Newt and Tina stood up together.

"Do you know each other?" Harry asked curiously.

"Of course I know her." Newt pointed his wand at Farina and introduced her to Harry: "This is Farina, the dark witch who has always been ranked in the top five on the Auror's wanted list. I never thought that you would catch her..."

Then he realized that Farina was brought here by Harry.

He put down his wand awkwardly and lowered his head in embarrassment.

"I doubt the level of the British Aurors, Professor Scamander." Harry shook his head and said, "Farina lives in Knockturn Alley. Doesn't the Ministry of Magic search it carefully every time it investigates?"

“Hey hey—hey!”

Farina laughed strangely and raised her head and said, "Guess what, Mr. Potter? Ever since the fall of the You-Know-Who and the liquidation of all the Death Eaters, the Aurors have never conducted a thorough search of Knockturn Alley again. This is why it has become a gathering place for dark wizards - because it is a lawless place."

"No wonder." Harry nodded. It seemed that since the death of Voldemort, the Ministry of Magic had also begun to restrict the power of Aurors.

How to evaluate...

Harry felt that he couldn't judge.

"Come on, stop talking nonsense." Harry said to them, "Who wants to be the first to challenge our teaching assistant?"

"Teaching assistant?" Farina grinned when she heard the term. "I like this title. Oh my god, who wants to be the first one I deal with? Ah... the handsome boy over there, you come."

She meant Cedric.

"Hufflepuff little handsome boy, I'm talking to you." Farina laughed strangely.

Cedric stepped forward with some reluctance. It wasn't that he was afraid of Farina, but he felt uncomfortable with her laughter and eyes.

No, it's not just uncomfortable, especially that look...

"Come on, I say start, you start." Harry said to Farina again: "Remember our agreement -"

"Understood, Mr. Potter." Farina put away her crazy look and bowed to Harry.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Expelliarmus!"

"Crucio!"

Two scarlet rays of light flew out, and Farina nimbly dodged Cedric's disarming spell, but Cedric did not have such good practical skills. He was hit by Cruciatus on the spot, fell to the ground with a thud, and obviously did a few somersaults.

Newt drew his wand again, this time in sync with Tina.

"Professor Scamander." Harry hurriedly called them: "Don't worry, this is the agreement between me and her--"

Yes, the agreed part is that except for Avada Kedavra, any other magic can be used as long as no one is killed.

In fact, even if it was the Killing Curse, Harry could use the Transfiguration Spell to stop it in time - even if he didn't react in time, Fiona was always by his side and ready to help.

For a Phoenix, swallowing two killing curses is a common occurrence, as it helps digestion and promotes gastrointestinal motility.

Newt then hesitantly put down his wand and looked at Harry suspiciously.

That clearly meant, are you guys playing so wild in the duel hut? It's ok to invite a black witch in as an assistant teacher, but you don't even forbid her from using the Unforgivable Curse?

You really treat practice as actual combat, right?

"I don't think this is a good way to train, Mr. Potter," Newt said.

"I think so, Mr. Scamander," Harry said helplessly, "but they will also face these dark witches in the future. I can't just say to them, 'Hey, don't worry, the dark wizards you meet in the future will all be magicians who use their wands to throw yellow rubber ducks', right?"

Tina accepted Harry's point of view. After all, she was an Auror. But in fact, Newt had seen as much as an Auror. After all, he had personally captured Grindelwald, the most powerful dark wizard at the time.

Yes, that Niffler prisoner.

"Let Cedric go to the side and reflect on his actions. You carry him." Harry said to Seamus and Neville, "You guys go up next... You, Megan, you fight Farina."

"Ah? I hit Farina?" Megan said uncertainly, "Really? Let me hit..."

Having said that, she still stood in front of Farina.

Even though she had sensed the Cruciatus Curse, she still did not dodge and was knocked to the ground by Farina.

"And then you, Hermione," Harry began.

As expected, Hermione was also thrown to the ground twitching.

Next it was Neville's turn - Harry had kindly reminded Farina not to use Cruciatus on Neville, so Farina used the Imperius Curse to control Neville to do a standard tap dance.

However, what she didn't expect was that Neville quickly broke free from the control of the Imperius Curse and used the Expelliarmus Curse to disarm him.

However, it was of no use, as Neville was knocked unconscious by a stupor.

"Your turn, Seamus," Harry said again.

When Seamus counted to one, he cast the most powerful explosion spell he had ever learned without thinking.

"Bombarda Maxima!"

Farina originally wanted to use the Cruciatus Curse to end the battle, but an ominous premonition suddenly appeared, and she quickly dodged to the side.

There was a loud bang, and then the ground began to shake violently. Farina looked at the spot and saw a pit of moderate size.

Are all the young wizards nowadays so weird?
Farina was a little skeptical about her life. The second-year students were really talented. One of them could resist the Imperius Curse purely by willpower; the other could cast an explosive spell with an indescribable power. It seemed that he was very skilled...

But what she didn't know was that Seamus's explosion spell was now only scary in terms of sound and light pollution effects, and its actual power was about the same as that of a spell cast by a fourth or fifth grader.

But this is enough. When a second-grade student casts a certain spell, the strength of his spell reaches that of fourth- and fifth-grade students. In some ways, this is already a monster.

Simo didn't stop at all, swinging his wand and began to force Farina to move.

But he was still unfamiliar with the technique, and Farina soon discovered his weakness and shot him with a heart-piercing blow, sending him lying aside.

"It looks like your duel hut has been completely cleaned up by me, Mr. Potter."

Farina put her hands on her hips and laughed loudly.

"There's me too!"

Ron had come back without knowing when, and Gellert behind him winked meaningfully at Harry.

"Really?" Farina drew out her wand again and pointed it at Ron.

"Come on!" Ron said confidently.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

As the signal for the duel to begin sounded, Ron swung his wand and cast a Disarming Spell. Then he quickly rolled away from the spot and took the time to cast another Disarming Spell with his wand.

Farina was forced to move aside by Ron's disarming spell.

While Farina was dodging to the side, Ron used the Transfiguration spell to create two ropes and tried to wrap them around Farina's legs.

Seeing the two ropes, Farina showed an interested look.

This was the first time she saw the use of the Transfiguration Charm in a duel tonight. She dissolved the ropes with ease, only to find that the two ropes had turned into poisonous snakes at some point and were biting towards her rapidly.

"Well done! Ron!" Hermione cheered Ron weakly from behind: "Come on!"

Farina waved her magic wand, turning the two snakes into ashes, and then she fired another Heart-piercing Bone-splitting attack.

This time, Ron still chose to roll over to dodge.

How do you say that?

Although escaping is shameful, it is useful.

Ron is in this mental state now. There is no need for him to fight against Farina. Besides... I am just a second-year wizard. So what if my dodging movements are not graceful?

He threw out two Expelliarmus spells, one on the left and one on the right, then waved his wand again, turning the stool next to him into a dog.

The dog was knocked away by Farina's spell, and the two spells were also dodged. Just when Ron finished dodging and wanted to take the next step, Farina suddenly appeared behind him.

"Crucio!"

Ron was unable to dodge and fell to the ground twitching.

"I must admit that you are the little wizard who surprised me the most tonight, Mr. Weasley." Farina said with a smile, "You are the first little wizard who can make me use Apparition - well, I think today's class is over, Mr. Potter should let me go back."

She was right, Harry had put her back in his pocket to keep Alfonso company.

"The one who surprised me the most was indeed Ron," Harry said with a smile, "I thought Cedric would be the one who persisted the longest."

"I'd rather be Weasley than that pretty boy Diggory," Draco muttered in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, Harry." Cedric also recovered, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"It doesn't matter whether I'm disappointed or not, Cedric." Harry said seriously: "You are not learning to duel for me, but for you when you face dark wizards in the future - believe me, you will be grateful for your efforts today at that time."

"Okay, let's start the summary. In short, your performance today was terrible. Only Ron, Seamus and Neville were remarkable."

Harry said this and smiled encouragingly at Neville, "Being able to successfully resist the Imperius Curse is something that most wizards can't do, Neville."

"Really?" Neville asked hopefully.

"Of course it's true." Harry smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, ask everyone, who among you has developed resistance to the Imperius Curse?"

At this point, Hermione slapped her thigh and said, "Yeah, why didn't I use the Imperius Curse on her just now? Oh my God... It seems that I am not very proficient in the application of spells. I think I should continue practicing..."

Newt slowly turned his gaze towards Harry.

The meaning is clear.

No, buddy?
You guys still teach the Imperius Curse here?
"Don't tell me you haven't used it, Professor Scamander." Harry looked at Newt speechlessly.

Yes, I admit that you are a Hufflepuff, but you can fight with the most powerful dark wizard in the first half of this century. Don't tell me you haven't used the Unforgivable Curse.

Hearing Harry's words, Newt turned his head guiltily.

Of course he used...

Even more than once.

Cedric also sneaked up to Ron's side.

"Ron," he asked gently, "How did you improve so quickly in such a short period of time? My God, you were able to hold out for so long under the hands of that dark witch..."

"Just now, Assistant Coach Gale told me some tips on dueling, which is why I have made such obvious progress." Ron said truthfully.

Yes, he taught Ron some smooth little combos that Harry didn't quite know how to use, which are more suitable for Ron's physique.

For example, a lazy donkey rolling around.

"I think I should ask him for advice too," said Cedric.

In the Magical Beasts class the next day, Cedric really tried to get close to teaching assistant Gale.

Gellert knew this big Hufflepuff boy, and when he heard that a Hufflepuff was looking for him, Gellert almost vomited.

But considering that the other party was a member of the Dueling Lodge, Gellert still felt that he should meet him to see what he wanted.

Cedric explained his purpose, and Gellert did not refuse. Based on the principle of "get out if you get one, get out if you get two", he decided to teach this Hufflepuff boy a lesson.

Not for Harry, of course, but for Newt.

Gellert felt sorry for Newt stealing his blood alliance if he didn't train a Hufflepuff.

In the past half week, Cedric had often asked Gellert for advice on dueling.

It should be said that Gellert and Harry have two completely different styles. By learning from each other's strengths and making up for each other's weaknesses, Cedric's dueling level has also made considerable progress.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with his own strength, he was just unlucky when facing Farina just now.

He never expected that Farina would start with a Cruciatus Curse, which was really unsportsmanlike.

If he had just used ordinary white spells, Cedric wouldn't have been able to defeat her, but he wouldn't have been defeated so easily.

"You mean, Vivi's words mean Aquia Electa Iovis Omnia Vincit (The chosen eagle conquers everything)?"

In the hall, Harry asked with a strange look on his face.

"Yes, Sister Weiwei also said that she met Otto a few days ago." Hermione also said with a strange look on her face: "Otto von Habsburg..."

"Otto." Harry nodded in understanding. "I don't know him."

"He's the Crown Prince of Austria-Hungary and the head of the Habsburg family." Hermione explained to Harry.

That said, Harry understood.

It seems that they should be the descendants of Aunt Vivi?

"That Otto," Harry thought for a moment and asked, "what is his relationship with Joseph Franz?"

"It should be..." Hermione calculated in her mind: "Let me do the math...Joseph's nephew is Archduke Ferdinand, and Archduke Ferdinand's nephew is Otto's father Karl..."

"Oh, Carl." Harry remembered that he didn't know about other people, but Carl knew it very well.

No wonder Vivi went to see Otto, it turns out there is such a family relationship between them.

When Carl was little, Vivi held him in her arms. So Carl even called Vivi aunt.

Harry felt a little horrified when he thought about it. Old Otto, who was already so old, had to call a 17-year-old girl "auntie"...

It looks like someone is worse off than Lucius, Harry thought.

But...why does Vivi want to meet that old nephew's grandson?

Harry found it a little bit confusing, but his advantage was that he never over-thinks things that he can't understand.

It can’t be a restoration…

Time passed day by day, and soon it was Saturday again.

This Saturday, the students of Hogwarts go to Hogsmeade.

Hogsmeade is the only village in the UK that is inhabited entirely by wizards and has no Muggles. It is a very unique, beautiful little village full of cottages and shops that have thatched roofs.

During every holiday season, the trees in the village are hung with enchanted candles.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is located next to the large lake that originates from the village. The terminus of the Hogwarts Express is also located in the village, and the new school year for students begins there.

There is a path along the lakeshore that leads directly from the station to Hogwarts Castle.

However, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stipulates that only students in the third year and above can go there on certain Saturdays, and they must have the signature permission of their guardian.

"I want to go to Hogsmeade, too." Hermione said, leaning against the window.

"But we won't be able to go for another year, you know," Ron said with a sigh.

"Don't worry, Hermione." Cedric said to Hermione as he passed by, "What do you want? I can bring you some to try - like Honeydukes candy?"

"Okay, thank you, Cedric," Ron said quickly, "I want some blackcurrant-flavored candy, please bring me some."

Cedric made an OK gesture and turned to leave the castle.

He, Megan, and several classmates walked along the path to Hogsmeade.

"Let's eat something first," Megan said. "I miss the Hog's Head Inn a little bit. The food cooked by Mr. Dumbledore - ah, although it looks hard to swallow, it tastes really good."

The Hog's Head is a pub run by Dumbledore's brother Aberforth Dumbledore. The first floor is a bar and the second floor is an inn, just like the Leaky Cauldron.

The bar consisted of a small, dark, very dirty room, which smelled strongly of sheep.

The bay windows were covered with thick grime, and little light from outside could penetrate. A few candle stubs were burning on the rough wooden table.

As Megan entered the bar, she rolled her eyes and snorted.

"I can't stand the smell of mutton, but I prefer the food cooked by the boss." Megan complained, covering her nose.

"It will be fine once you get used to the smell..." Cedric rubbed his chest. Actually, he wasn't used to it either.

It was for this reason that the other Hufflepuff students did not come with them, but chose to go to the Three Broomsticks to drink some butterbeer and sparkling water.

They sat down at the bar, and Cedric said to Aberforth, who was wiping his glasses, "Same old, Mr. Dumbledore, two meals..."

"It's you, Mr. Diggory, and Miss Jones." Aberforth smiled and nodded at the two of them, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, he came out with two plates.

There were two unidentified objects in the plate that were green, purple, and black.

"Try it," he said with a smile.

The two of them seemed to have been craving for it for a long time. They couldn't wait to pick up the spoon, put it in their mouths, and then showed a satisfied look.

“That’s the taste,” he said.

Aberforth continued to wipe the cups and placed them one by one in the cabinet beside him.

"Actually, I think Assistant Coach Gale is pretty good." Cedric said, "Would you like to ask him about dueling techniques with me?"

"Remember to bring me with you next time you go to see him," Megan said. "But I think we should buy him some gifts. We can't let him teach us for nothing. What do you think we should buy?"

"I don't know either." Cedric took a large spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Why not buy a parrot, like Hermione's cockatoo? I think TA Gale likes it." Megan said with a smile, "Maybe it's because TA Gale thinks the parrot looks a lot like him?"

Hearing this, the cup in Aberforth's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

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