Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 174: Vivi: Harry, don't move, measure your waist (8000 words)
Sebastian was a bit of a know-it-all, and since he was now a ghost, he needed something to pass the time, so he had no intention of rejecting Draco.

Besides, the Malfoy family has a large collection of books, and he can easily find a book that can remove the mark of dark magic on Anne.

Draco was a boy who knew how to push his luck, and seeing that Sebastian didn't refuse, he invited him to go home with him.

"In principle, I won't refuse, but you have to let me see your family's collection of books."

These were Sebastian's exact words, and Draco agreed readily.

It was just a matter of looking at the collection of books. The ghost just wanted to look at the collection of books, and Draco saw nothing to be refused.

He wrote a letter to his father that night, telling him that the plan was cancelled and that he needed his father to pick him up.

Lucius remained silent after receiving the letter.

Seeing the silent Lucius, his wife Narcissa asked with concern, "What's wrong, Luke? Is there something wrong with the little dragon?"

Lucius gave a faint smile and handed the letter to Narcissa.

"Xiaolong said that we need to pick him up."

After Narcissa read the letter carefully, she made up her mind immediately.

"I think we should go pick him up," she gritted her teeth. "This kid really... needs to be taught a lesson!"

That night, Lucius and his wife arrived at the Hogwarts castle in a carriage.

Mr. and Mrs. Lucius, who had already prepared to teach their child a lesson, were stunned when they saw the transparent Sebastian.

How come the child brought a ghost back?

"Dad, Mom." Draco introduced Lucius happily, "This is my new friend, Sebastian Salu, he promised to teach me some interesting little spells..."

Lucius was a little wary at first, but his son's next words made him feel relieved.

"By the way, he is also a friend of Harry and Great Aunt."

"I see. Hello, Mr. Saru." Lucius smiled dignifiedly. "I'm honored that you are willing to teach Xiaolong some spells."

"That's what a friend should do," Sebastian replied.

After a few polite words, the Lucius family and Sebastian got into the carriage.

Holding the letters Draco and Sebastian left for him, Harry leaned against the tower window and watched Sebastian get into the Malfoy family's carriage.

"I really didn't expect Sebastian to go to the Malfoys' house."

It was Pappy who spoke, her nose twitching as she greedily sniffed the pie in Harry's hand.

Harry broke off a small piece for Pappy and spun it in a circle in the air.

Pappy, with his nose pressed tightly against the pie, looked at it with envy, and his head turned in the air as Harry moved.

"He wants to find a book that can remove the curse of the Dark Arts. Maybe the Malfoy family has a related collection." Harry said.

"What about you? What are your plans for the holidays?" Pappy was still spinning in circles.

"Let's look for Merlin's remains and find Cassandra's sleeping place." Harry rubbed his eyes. "When I think about it, there are still many things to do. There is also Anne's black magic curse, and the problem with your magicmagus..."

"It's okay, Harry," Pappy said, his eyes swirling around because of the dart. "I can go with you - I remember there's one in the Forbidden Forest, right? It would be more convenient if you ride on me..."

Harry put the pie into his mouth, ignoring Pappy's accusing look, scratched her chin and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you if I need you."

"I hope you can keep your promise!" Pabbie said angrily, "I will be with Newt and the others during the holidays. If you want to find me, just write to him."

"Okay." Harry agreed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the students of Hogwarts were about to take the Hogwarts Express back home.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George and Ginny occupied a compartment by themselves, and Ron began to talk non-stop about what he should do when he arrived in Egypt.

"I think you should have a good talk with the Sphinx. After all, you are a stupid lion." Fred said with a smile, "And the Sphinx is very smart. I hope she can give you some wisdom and make you seem not so stupid."

"Fred!" Ginny said angrily, "How can you say that about your brother!"

"What should I say?" George asked curiously.

Ginny's expression suddenly became strange. She paused and then said, "You should say, oh my god Ron, I think the Sphinx is suitable to be your enlightenment teacher-"

Hearing Ginny's words, everyone in the box laughed.

No one expected that Ginny, who looked the youngest and most fragile, could say the most hurtful things.

Ron, who was teased, began to change the subject. He pulled Fred and George and lit the last few fireworks they had in their arms.

Trains in the wizarding world are different from those in the Muggle world, so bringing some fireworks up is no big deal.

A fire in a carriage is not a problem that cannot be dealt with - unless it is a severe fire, of course.

"See you at the start of term, Harry."

Ron waved to Harry in front of the platform at King's Cross Station.

"See you at the start of school." Harry said with a smile.

What Harry didn't expect was that the Dursleys were waiting for him in front of the platform, with Mr. Granger standing next to them. The two families looked so... out of place.

"Uncle Ashkin, Aunt Claire." Harry greeted the Granger family who were standing in front.

"Hello, Harry," Mr. and Mrs. Granger responded with a smile, reaching out to take the suitcase from their daughter.

"Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia," Harry greeted the Dursleys, suppressing his surprised expression.

Uncle Vernon cleared his throat and said awkwardly, "Well, we're here to pick up Dudley today, and we came to pick you up as well - now that you're back, let's go back."

After saying goodbye politely to the Grangers, Harry got into the car with Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.

In the car, cousin Dudley was holding a game console and playing it intently.

He didn't notice at all that there was someone sitting next to him until he couldn't eliminate the blocks anymore. Then he turned around and exclaimed "Ouch" as if he was frightened.

"When did you get here, Harry?" he asked, patting his chest.

"I've been sitting here for a long time, cousin." Harry said with a smile, "but I saw you were playing games, so I didn't disturb you - is that a game console in your hand?"

Dudley picked up the game console and waved it in front of Harry's face.

"You mean this?" he asked. "Yes, this is Nintendo's latest Game Boy console... oh, actually it's not the latest one, I heard it's been out for several years."

After that, he handed the game console to Harry: "Here, Harry, try it - it's actually quite fun, especially this Tetris... I really can't understand why it's called 'Tetris'..."

"Because it should be a combination of some Greek words, Dudley." Harry explained to his cousin Dudley: "The first few letters should come from the Greek word tetra, four, but I don't know what word the 'is' at the end is from."

"It's tennis," said Uncle Vernon as he drove.

After returning to number four, Privet Drive, Harry got out of the car and walked into the Dursleys' house as usual.

"It should be said that your method last time was very useful."

Uncle Vernon's face was flushed, not with anger but with pleasure.

The last time Harry had seen him so happy was when Dudley got into Smeltings—happy that both father and son were going to the same school.

"Thanks to your little gadget, we have successfully negotiated one deal after another," Uncle Vernon said with a smile, "We not only bought a villa in Majorca, but also bought a Bentley. This is all thanks to your help, Harry."

"I'm glad to do that," Harry said, smiling.

"So, to thank you." Uncle Vernon cleared his throat and said to Harry, "We are not the kind of people who are ungrateful, so we have saved a fund for you. When you come of age, you can use it at will - whether you want to buy a car or a house, it is enough - but I need to warn you, boy, if you want to buy a car, you must not buy a German brand, understand?"

Harry smiled and said to Uncle Vernon seriously, "Okay, thank you, Uncle Vernon."

He has a high emotional intelligence and he won't show his sharp tongue even when everyone is happy.

Even if the garage in the Muggle world was meaningless to him, so what? It was Uncle Vernon's good intention after all.

That night, the Dursleys prepared a sumptuous dinner.

However, Uncle Vernon repeatedly said that Dudley had become thin due to starvation at Smeltings High School and should be nourished, otherwise he would lose his masculinity.

Considering that Uncle Vernon was still treating him well, Harry, for the first time ever, did not complain in his heart or express any dissatisfaction. He just followed the Dursleys' words and praised Dudley.

But only he and Dudley knew that the reason Dudley lost weight was because he took the weight loss potion that Harry sent him.

Dudley is very satisfied with himself now. He is thin and a little handsome. At least girls don't hate him and he won't be single forever...

"I went to learn boxing," Dudley said, picking up a piece of steak. "The coach thought I had the qualities to be a boxer, and I think I'm suitable."

Harry's face darkened.

Hey, this little fat cousin basically learned all his boxing skills from him.

"Oh, sorry Harry." Dudley saw Harry's somewhat dark face, so he said, "I didn't mean to say that, haha... Although I did use your boxing skills to train me at that time."

"Okay, stop talking." Harry pouted and said, "It's always good to find something to do. I wish you can win the boxing championship in advance!"

"Not only the champion, I also want to be the world champion!" Dudley said, waving his fist.

After dinner, Harry saw Hedwig leisurely flying from the window and landing on the table in his room.

There was a piece of parchment in its mouth. Harry tore it open. It read:

Dear Mr. Porter:
We are pleased to inform you that the new school year will begin on September 1st and that the Hogwarts Express will depart from Platform 9 and 3/4 of King's Cross Station at 11 o'clock.

On certain weekends, third years are allowed to visit Hogsmeade.

Please give the enclosed consent form to your parent or guardian for signature.

Enclosed is a list of books for the new school year.

Sincerely,

Vice Principal (Female)
Professor Minerva McGonagall

Harry did not look at the book list, but took out the Hogsmeade autograph form, took it out and walked into the living room.

"Uncle Vernon." Harry said to Vernon who was watching TV, "I have an application form here that requires the signature of the guardian..."

"Oh." Uncle Vernon took the form and, without even glancing at it, casually signed his name in the required signature section.

Vernon Dursley.

"Take it back." He picked up the paper without even looking at it and handed it to Harry.

Harry hadn't expected it to go so smoothly; he thought he would have to have a chat with Uncle Vernon - at least Uncle Vernon wanted to know what Hogsmeade was.

But what he didn't know was that ever since Uncle Vernon used the joy potion and successfully got a promotion and a raise, reaching the peak of his life, he was no longer so averse to magic.

magic?

No, that's not some freak trick, that's a great tool that helps me make money!
The standard was always flexible at this moment, because Uncle Vernon, who had received a huge benefit, now liked magic no matter how he looked at it, and Harry... suddenly changed from a "freak child" to "my dear nephew".

To put it bluntly, his conflict with magic was caused by his failure to act cool in front of James Potter. His fear of magic also stemmed from the dark wizards who killed his wife, sister and brother-in-law.

Now that magic has helped him gain benefits and act like a big shot, why would he reject magic?
In many ways, although Harry went to school a hundred years ago, he was actually not much different from an ordinary boy.

For example, he hates doing homework. Even in the middle of the night, he will turn on the desk lamp and sit in front of the desk to do his homework.

It was almost midnight now. He impatiently put down the completed Potions homework and opened another leather-bound book - A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot.

Bathilda Bagshot, Harry knew this person. He had visited her some time ago with Vivi and Gellert.

The old lady was in good spirits and was very happy to see Vivi. She even cooked a British-style meal for her niece whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

As for Gellert...

The old lady obviously didn't like him very much, and her words revealed her disdain.

Harry also frowned when he thought of Gellert. He didn't like that mean-mouthed cockatoo very much either. If there was a chance, Harry would rather use force to relax his face and let the muscles on his face relax.

Muttering to himself, Harry moved the tip of his quill down the page, searching for material to help him write his essay, entitled "The Complete Nonsense of Fourteenth Century Witch Burnings - Discussion Draft".

The quill stopped at the beginning of a passage that seemed to be useful. Harry pushed the round glasses on his nose upwards and pulled the desk lamp down, getting closer to the book.

He read: "In the Middle Ages, non-magical people (more commonly known as Muggles) were extremely afraid of magic, but they were not very good at identifying it."

"Occasionally they do catch a wizard or witch, but in those cases, burning doesn't have much effect, and the wizard or witch will perform a basic spell to freeze the flames while being burned, enjoying the gentle tingling pleasure of the flames while screaming in mock pain."

"The fortune teller Wendelin loves to be burned, and has allowed himself to be caught in various disguises forty-seven times."

Harry remembered what Ron had said when Hermione had been talking about 'God'.

It seems that Ron's knowledge of magical history is really not that good, otherwise he wouldn't have said something like "burned into a human-shaped fireball".

Harry put the pen between his teeth and bit it, then took out the ink bottle from the side, unscrewed the ink cap casually, and dipped the pen in it.

He began to write on the parchment, a paper on the History of Magic - although the History of Magic course was boring, it was also the easiest course to fool around with. After all, Professor Binns would only count who had not submitted their papers, instead of burying his face in the papers like Snape and finding faults with his classmates.

For two days, Harry finished all his homework in a rush, and then he packed up his things and prepared to continue searching for Cassandra's whereabouts.

However, what he didn't expect was that on the morning of the third day, an uninvited guest came to his house.

The doorbell rang, and Aunt Petunia walked over to open the door, only to find a beautiful girl with long golden hair standing at the door.

"Hello?" Aunt Petunia asked hesitantly. "This is the Dursleys."

"Hello, Mrs. Dursley." Vivi smiled politely and saluted like a lady. "I'm Veratea Grindelwald. If I'm not mistaken, your former name should be Petunia Evans, right?"

Evans?
It’s such an old name, so old that Penny has almost forgotten it.

"It's been a while since anyone called me that. Did we know each other before?"

As Penny was speaking, she suddenly realized that the other party was still standing outside the door, so she said, "Come in, Miss Grindelwald - your name doesn't sound British?"

"I'm Austrian." Vivi said to Petunia as she walked into the Dursleys' house.

Penny took Vivi into the living room, and they sat facing each other. She asked, "Did we know each other before? Or... did your parents know me?"

She thought for a long time, but couldn't remember when she had ever met an Austrian. Even when she was in school, she almost only dealt with the British.

"We don't know each other, Penny." Vivi said softly, "But I know your sister, Lily Evans."

Hearing the name, Penny dropped the rag in her hand to the ground.

She looked at the blonde girl in front of her in astonishment, her lips moving, not knowing what to say.

Weiwei didn't say anything, but sat on the sofa, waiting for the woman in front of her to digest the information.

She didn't know about Harry's time at the Dursleys', in fact he had only told Cassandra a little about it - as for Vivi, she only knew that Dudley had used him as a punching bag.

But Penny... Vivi had heard a lot about her from Lily. If Lily were to say who she felt most sorry for, it would be her sister Penny.

"Are you Lily's friend?" It took Penny a long time to recover. Her hands, which had become a little yellow due to years of doing housework, tightly grasped the cloth on the sofa.

"Yeah, I've often heard her talk about you before." Weiwei said with a smile, "And that greasy-haired little bat, do you still remember his name?"

A greasy little bat?
Just four words, and they instantly created an image in Penny's mind.

Who else could it be but that Snape?

"Severus Snape?" Petunia asked through gritted teeth.

"Yes, it's him." Weiwei said softly, "Lily told me a lot at the time, such as that she shouldn't have encouraged Snape to read the letter you wrote to Dumbledore, and many other things she did that were inappropriate..."

"That's all in the past, Miss Grindelwald," Petunia said suddenly. "It's all in the past - I have forgiven her."

While speaking, Penny lowered her head, making it impossible to see her expression.

"I'm sorry." Vivi said to Petunia, "I'm speaking for Lily. She told me this before she died. She said that you and Vernon Dursley, right? Your husband, your first meeting was not very friendly. Lily told me about this, and I think I need to convey her deepest apology to you."

Penny wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, shook her head and said, "I no longer blame her for all this - but, even if I still hold a grudge against her, can I get her back? Oh my God..."

She cried for a while, wiped her tears and asked, "What about you, Miss Grindelwald? You came to my house not only to talk about this, right? I think you must have something else to say."

"Oh, that's it." Vivi said, "Harry - yes, I'm looking for him, but if I use the wizarding way, I don't think your family will accept it, so I'm using the normal way."

"Thank you." Petunia said softly. It was the first time she saw a wizard respect Muggles so much.

Plus, she was Lily's friend, so Penny didn't have a bad impression of her.

Penny's feelings towards Lily were actually very complicated - on the one hand, she was very jealous of her sister's magical talent, and on the other hand, she disliked her sister's family because of her brother-in-law's arrogance... But now her sister was dead, and the person was dead, so what was there to let go of?

"But my husband—"

Petunia whispered, "Vernon, yes, he can't accept magic, so you..."

"Don't worry." Weiwei said comfortingly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Vernon came down from upstairs.

When he saw Weiwei, he was obviously stunned.

"Petunia, your friend?" he asked.

"I'm here to see Harry Potter."

Vivi said to Vernon, and Petunia's heart skipped a beat when she heard what she said.

But she never expected that Vivi would say: "I am a student at Oxford University and a neighbor of Mr. and Mrs. Evans... Here are my ID cards."

After that, she took out the ID card she had used in class and showed it to Vernon and Petunia.

"So that's how it is." Vernon nodded in understanding. Oxford University...

Then, a feeling of admiration arose spontaneously.

Even a somewhat rough and crude man like him knew how impressive the top students at Oxford University were.

Penny was a little surprised. She never thought that a wizard... would be a student of a 'Muggle' university?

"Harry is up there." Vernon pointed upwards and said to Vivi, "Yes, that room... the one you walk to the innermost room."

"Thank you." Vivi said and walked up the stairs.

"I never thought that Harry could know such an outstanding student." Vernon sneered, "But she just said that she is a neighbor of the Evans family?"

"Yeah." Penny didn't say much. As the saying goes, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. It's better to say less.

Vivi went upstairs and tiptoed to the small door. She opened the door quietly and saw Harry sitting on the bed holding a pillow, seeming to be emo.

She walked forward and hugged Harry from behind.

"Harry~"

Vivi whispered in Harry's ear, her breath sweet as orchid.

Harry was still being emo when he suddenly heard someone talking next to him, which scared him.

Then he realized it was Vivi.

"I got scared." He said, "I thought it was someone else..."

As he said this, he was about to stand up.

"Don't move." Weiwei took him to the bed and whispered in his ear, "Let me measure your waist."

A question mark floated over Harry's head.

Measure waist?
I think you are the legendary succubus, and you are here for my magic power!

"Haha~" she smiled cleverly, "I'm just kidding you. Besides, I haven't replenished my magic power for several days--"

"Keep your voice down," Harry said quickly, "My uncle and aunt don't really want to see wizards..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Weiwei.

"I've talked to your aunt, and I told her that I'm your mother's friend." Vivi leaned over to Harry's ear like a little devil and said, "Yes, I'm your mother's friend - so you should call me aunt...oh, call me Aunt Vivi, how about that?"

Harry's face turned red, as red as a ripe apple.

He never expected that Vivi was so good at playing.

Aunt or something... isn't that too much?
"Stop it!" he said.

"You're blushing." Weiwei said with a smile, "Isn't she just my aunt? Why are you shy?"

"No, don't say that." Harry was like a cooked shrimp, "No, let me take a breath..."

The two laughed and joked for a while before Vivi let him go.

"Oh, you finally let your little nephew go." Harry's feet were grounded after being released, and his sharp tongue and emotional intelligence took over the high ground again, "I thought Aunt Weiwei was going to do something bad to her little nephew--"

Just before Vivi spoke, Harry quickly followed up, "So what are you doing at the Dursleys'? I remember my Aunt Vivi said we should study during the holidays?"

"I need to replenish my magic power, too." Weiwei said with a smile, "Also, let's take a look at what you do during the holidays, so that you don't have nothing to do and really treat yourself like a child."

Harry rolled his eyes and said, "I'm marking the trail of Merlin's Trial on the map. If you hadn't come, I might have been in the Forbidden Forest now. In addition, I have got some sweet mallow leaves."

"So you're going to find Cassandra." Vivi snorted.

But...she didn't intend to stop it.

Finding Cassandra's whereabouts is a serious matter. When Cassandra comes back, it means the official start of the competition between the two.

Vivi is actually also looking forward to Cassandra's return. In her opinion, Cassandra is the only one in the world who can compete with her - emotionally.

"Well, I have found more than thirty Merlin relics." Harry said to Vivi, "Now there are only three Merlin relics left, and they are all in the Forbidden Forest."

Then he asked, "Where is Gellert? I remember you said that he would leave Hogwarts after the end of the semester. Where is he now?"

"He has returned to Nurmengard. After all, as you know, he is just a prisoner."

When she said this, Vivi gritted her teeth.

Not to the Ministry or Dumbledore, but to her stupid brother.

If you can't steal my property, what else can you do?!

"And Professor Scamander?" Harry asked again.

"Professor Scamander still plans to stay in Hogwarts. He told me that he likes his classmates at Hogwarts and likes going to work." Vivi always felt something was wrong when she said this, but she couldn't describe it.

Harry thought about it. He once heard Professor Dumbledore say that Professor Scamander's least favorite thing was going to work.

That means Professor Scamander and Vivi lied.

So the question is, why did Professor Scamander lie to Vivi?

He couldn't help but fell into thought.

"Where's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Harry asked again.

"Oh." Weiwei patted Harry's shoulder and said, "Speaking of this new professor...he's not bad, at least we all think so. He has some minor personal problems, but Professor Dumbledore doesn't think it will have any impact on teaching."

"That's good." Harry nodded and said, "I hope that it will be like Gellert's prediction. We can successfully find Cassandra and the portrait of Omnius before Christmas, and then successfully find a way to rescue Anne."

"Don't worry, Harry." Weiwei opened her arms again, hugged Harry in her arms, and said softly: "Everything will be successful, Harry, believe me."

"Yeah." Harry leaned his head on Vivi's chest. He didn't want to think about anything. He just wanted to empty his mind.

(One more update has been sent, thank you for your support, there is one more update)
(The next day will be the day of explosive updates - I will slowly pay back what I owe, and Sister Ka will be back soon!)

(End of this chapter)