Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 175 Harry, you are a bit too extreme (Monthly ticket 20000 plus more)

After absorbing magical energy at the Dursleys' house for a while, Vivi left and returned to school to continue her classes.

Harry didn't know what was so attractive about the knowledge of the Muggle world, and he didn't want to find out for the time being. The most urgent thing was to find Cassandra as soon as possible.

In his spare time, he would not forget to go to Godric's Hollow to practice magic.

Magic definitely cannot be practiced in the Dursleys' home. After all, the Ministry of Magic's traces can monitor the Dursleys' home.

Just think about it, when the officials of the Ministry of Magic see the magical fluctuations in the area of ​​the Dursleys' house...

Show me who is the magician among the Dursleys? Oh! It's me! Harry Potter!

He didn't want to cause himself unnecessary trouble.

Some time ago, he went to two Merlin ruins in total - the mallows he had left could only support him to complete two trials.

Sadly, there was no sign of Cassandra there.

Not long after, he had his birthday.

July 31st was his birthday, also Neville's. Harry received many greeting cards, from Dumbledore, Snape, Wood, Neville and Seamus, and Cedric.

There was even a greeting card from Professor Scamander, which contained a small greeting card from Pabli, and Pabli also complained about why he didn't celebrate his birthday with her.

Harry carefully hid the cards away, and then he opened the letter from Ron's old owl, whose wings were tangled.

When the envelope was opened, two pieces of paper fell out - one was a letter, the other a newspaper clipping.

This clipping was obviously cut from the wizarding newspaper The Daily Prophet, because the people in the black and white photo were moving.

Harry picked up the clipping, smoothed it out, and read the following.

"Big Prize for Ministry of Magic Staff!
Arthur Weasley, Head of the Ministry of Magic's Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department, received the Daily Prophet's annual Galleon Award.

"We will use the money to travel to Egypt over the summer, where our eldest son Bill is working as a spellbreaker for Gringotts Wizarding Bank," an elated Mr. Weasley told the Daily Prophet.

The Weasleys will stay in Egypt for a month and return before the start of the Hogwarts school term, where five of the Weasley children currently attend."

Harry looked at the photo of the event and saw nine Weasleys standing in front of the pyramid, waving at him vigorously, and a smile appeared on his face.

Mrs. Weasley was small and plump, while the balding Mr. Weasley was tall, and their six sons and one daughter all had fiery red hair - although it couldn't be seen in this black and white photo.

Ron is standing right in the middle of this photo, in the C position.

He was tall and thin in adolescence, with his arms around his sister Ginny, and his pet little mouse Scabbers standing on his shoulder with his two front paws on his chest, just like a little squirrel.

Harry could even see clearly that a piece of the finger was missing from the rat's paw.

The photos of the wizarding world are so clear... Harry was still sighing.

He couldn't think of anyone who deserved such a large sum of money more than the Weasleys, a nice but unfortunately poor family.

He picked up Ron's letter, opened it and read:

"Dear Harry:

Life is good!

I need to share a piece of good news with you, you know? Gringotts suddenly sent someone to say that my grandfather...oh, great-grandfather Gareth actually left us a huge sum of money in Gringotts!
My God, our whole family is delighted, we never expected our ancestors to leave us any money, but you see, Gareth did it.

I don't know why he asked Gringotts to only give us 300 gold Galleons every year, but I know we are rich!

Plus, Egypt is awesome.

Bill took us to all the pyramids, and you had no idea how many spells the ancient Egyptian wizards had cast on them.

Bill's mother wouldn't let him go to the last pyramid, because there were many strange-looking skeletons there, left behind by Muggles who forced their way into the pyramid. They had grown extra heads and other things.

I still feel like I'm dreaming. Just like I said on the train, I still can't believe that my dad actually won the Daily Prophet lottery! There are 700 Galleons! Add the Galleons from Gringotts, a total of 1,000 Galleons...

Most of the money was spent on this trip, but they are going to buy me a new set of clothes, and Ginny... Ginny doesn't have to use second-hand textbooks anymore, we all get new textbooks and new clothes, it's like Chinese New Year... No, that's not right, even during Chinese New Year we haven't been so happy.

We will be back about a week before the start of the term. We will also go to London to buy our new books. Will we meet you in London? Try to come to London.

Happy birthday to you again. Oh, by the way, Percy was elected as the male student union president. My God, dad and mom are just holding him in their hands. I hope that I can also be a prefect and student union president in the future... Oh no, buddy, I definitely don’t mean to compete with you...

your
Ron Weasley

Harry put the letter down, feeling somewhat amused.

Competing with Ron for prefect and head boy?

If he had not been to Hogwarts a hundred years ago, he might have had some such thoughts.

But now he just felt a little bored.

He opened Pappy's letter and the gift she had given him.

Dear Harry:
I feel very uncomfortable because you didn't take me with you to find Cassandra. You betrayed your promise to me and I am very unhappy.

But I'm not that unhappy, because it's your birthday now, and I plan to give you a small party - I would be very happy if you could come to Scamander's little tent to celebrate your birthday with me.

Enclosed with this letter are some materials on magical creatures, all given to me by Newt. I hope you like them.

In addition, we have found the giant eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest. You may not know, there are actually... I think there are at least 10,000 of them, but Newt said there are more than that. My God, there are so many spiders, they are even taller and stronger than unicorns. I really don’t know how wizards should deal with them when they encounter them.

Two Acromantulas tried to attack us, but Newt managed to subdue them. He grabbed one and used the Portkey to quickly run away with me - if we hadn't done that, we would have been torn to pieces by the overwhelming swarm of spiders.

Who could have imagined that just a few decades ago, these spiders were just two individuals, a male and a female?

I would be very happy if you could come to our place, just remember to tell me in advance.

Your loyalty
Poppy Sweeting
Harry opened Pappy's package, and a bunch of materials of magical animals fell out, including the fur of the Luna, the claws of the Niffler, the hair of the unicorn, the tail hair of the Phoenix, the venom of the Acromantula, and a bunch of precious materials.

He doubted very much whether Pappy would empty out all the stock that Mr. Scamander had accumulated over the years.

After unwrapping Pappy's gift, Harry remembered the package Ron had sent him, so he opened Ron's gift. It was a small spinning top that was said to sparkle when it met someone untrustworthy - but Harry found that the top had been spinning rapidly since he took it out, as if it had a seizure.

Someone who is not trustworthy?

Harry shrugged and put the top aside.

Next to it was Hermione's letter and the birthday present she gave to Harry. Harry opened the letter and saw that it roughly said that Hermione went to France for a trip and brought him some gifts bought from France.

Harry reached out and opened the package. Inside was a long, thin black leather box with silver lettering printed on it: Broomstick Maintenance Kit.

Inside was a large can of Fleetwood's Highly Perfect Broomstick Polish, a pair of shiny silver broomstick shears, a small brass compass that could be attached to the broomstick on long journeys, and a Broomstick Care Manual.

He loved the gift and placed it carefully in the corner of his wallet, separated from Alfonso.

Alfonso was napping in his wallet, looking very comfortable.

After opening all the gifts, Harry stretched and turned around to find Vivi looking at him with a smile.

"Weiwei?" he asked pleasantly, "When did you come?"

"I've been here a long time ago." Weiwei said with a smile.

Are you here already?

Harry's heart skipped a beat and he glanced at the top on the table out of the corner of his eye and found that it was spinning rapidly and making a buzzing sound.

It seems that the gyroscope is really broken, he thought indifferently.

"Happy birthday." Weiwei said with a smile, "Have you thought about what to do? For example... shall we go out for dinner together?"

"Pabby invited me to Professor Scamander's tent. She said she wanted to hold a birthday party for me. Would you like to go with me?" Harry said.

Weiwei suddenly became alert.

"Okay, I'll go with you." She said this and took out an apple from her arms.

Harry saw the apple and asked with interest, "What is this? An apple?"

Weiwei grabbed Harry's shoulder with one hand and said in a gentle and persuasive tone: "This is the forbidden fruit - you know? It is the fruit that Satan tempted Eve to fall... Now I give it to you."

"I know it, Aunt Vivi." Harry narrowed his eyes and said, "You actually want to seduce your nephew to fall, my God..."

Weiwei: ...

Today she has shot herself in the foot, she thought.

I should have known I shouldn't have mentioned that thing about my aunt. It seems like Harry hasn't forgotten it yet.

She stuffed the apple into Harry's arms and said to him, "Come on, let's go downstairs and then walk to Newt's tent from the Leaky Cauldron."

As she said that, she pulled Harry downstairs.

"Would you like to have some food together, Miss Grindelwald?" asked Petunia.

"No, Penny." Vivi said with a smile: "My friends are still waiting for him. Thank you, Penny."

After that, the two walked out of the Dursleys' house and got into Vivi's car.

Yes, Vivi’s car.

"Did you buy this?" Harry asked in surprise, "No, when did you learn to drive?"

"Otto gave it to me." Vivi explained the whole story to Harry in detail, and reassured Harry: "Don't worry, it's just an exchange of interests... I gave him two swaddling clothes that his father used to use."

Harry thought about it for a moment. A seventeen-year-old girl holding a swaddling cloth and saying to an old man in his seventies or eighties, "This is the swaddling cloth your father used to use"...

No matter how I think about it, it feels a bit awkward.

"I also found some time to learn how to drive some time ago." Vivi didn't think it was a big deal. She was sharing her daily life with Harry as if she was sharing some family matters.

"I feel a little ashamed of myself in front of your thirst for knowledge." Harry said, looking out the window.

Weiwei smiled and said, "It's just a wizard who missed a hundred years and is trying to make up for the past hundred years. It can't be said that he has any desire for knowledge."

The two walked all the way to the Leaky Cauldron, parked the car, and then used Apparition to arrive at the outskirts of Hogwarts.

In Professor Scamander's tent, there were not only his family but also the Flamel couple and Dumbledore.

When they saw Harry coming, everyone came forward together. Mr. Flamel even took out his wand and made him a string of ribbons.

"Happy birthday." Everyone clapped and said.

"Thank you, thank you." Harry was a little flattered: "Oh my God, I never thought that so many people would come to my birthday party..."

This is true. A hundred years ago, he spent his summer vacation at the Malfoy family, and no one had ever held a birthday party for him.

The so-called birthday was nothing more than Cassandra eating some cake with him, and the two of them practicing magic with each other.

"Now you see it." Pappy came to Harry's side happily, but Vivi came over from the side with an expressionless face.

Seeing Vivi's expression, Pabbie subconsciously shrank back.

There was no way. Vivi's aura was so strong that it was a little hard for the donkey... and the unicorn to accept it.

Harry reached out and grabbed Pappy's ears and pulled her back.

"What are you doing?" Harry rubbed her ears. "Why are you shrinking back? Did you see something scary?"

"Yeah, Pappy?" Vivi also walked to Harry's side and asked with a smile: "I thought you saw something terrible." "No." Pappy said firmly: "I didn't see anything, my legs just went weak just now!"

Everyone laughed, even Newt laughed for his silly aunt.

Professor Dumbledore was very talkative. He kept talking to Harry about the Horcruxes made by Tom; Vivi sat aside and listened quietly, occasionally saying something to help Dumbledore and Harry fill in the gaps.

Pabbie often brought some fruit to Harry, and Vivi pretended not to see it and let Pabbie feed Harry some imported fruit.

"Recently, there was news from America," Dumbledore suddenly said, "It said that a young man with red eyes and black hair was wreaking havoc there, killing many ordinary people and some wizards. They are preparing to focus their efforts on capturing him first."

"Is there such a thing?" Harry asked curiously, "If nothing unexpected happens, he is Voldemort, right?"

"Well, he infiltrated some Muggle organization and seemed to have visited the space shuttle called Columbia." Dumbledore frowned and said, "But he failed. The wizards in the United States have close ties with the Muggle world. For example, wherever the space shuttle is, there are wizards guarding it closely."

"Space shuttle?" Harry asked uncertainly. "What is he going to do on the space shuttle? Is he going to launch the Horcrux into outer space via the space shuttle?"

You know what, this sentence immediately opened up Dumbledore's mind.

"I don't think it's impossible." Dumbledore nodded seriously and said, "Although Voldemort is proud, he is also extremely afraid of death. After he learned about Muggles in the United States, he will probably set his sights on some of the equipment used by Muggles... If his Horcruxes enter space via the space shuttle, then we will have no way to destroy his Horcruxes."

"But if the space shuttle explodes, just like the Challenger a few years ago," Weiwei said, "the flames produced by the explosion will be enough to destroy the Horcrux, right?"

"You also know the Challenger?" Dumbledore glanced at Vivi.

"Of course I know." Vivi smiled reservedly.

"The Horcrux can only be destroyed by Fiendfyre. Ordinary fire has no way to destroy a Horcrux." Dumbledore sighed and said, "Apart from Fiendfyre, there is the fangs of the basilisk... We still haven't found the reason why the fangs of the basilisk can destroy the Horcrux."

"Albus, I need to remind you that the inventor of the Horcrux was the despicable Herpo of ancient Greece." Mr. Flamel crossed his arms and said, "And the first basilisk was also bred by the despicable Herpo. It is hard to say what the connection is."

"Besides these?" Theseus asked, "Any other news from the American wizarding world?"

"I don't know the rest, but I heard that he seemed to be looking for something from mythology or legend." Dumbledore shook his head.

"Myths and legends?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Theseus was surprised and asked: "America has only a history of more than 200 years. What myths and legends does it have?"

"This is not known to outsiders. If you want to know, you can ask Voldemort himself. I believe he would be happy to tell you." Tina said to Theseus.

"So what are you going to do, Dumbledore?" Newt suddenly asked, "Are you going to America to take a look? See what Voldemort's ghost is doing?"

Dumbledore suddenly smiled.

"You know, Newt, they won't allow foreign wizards like me to enter, especially to solve big problems within their country."

Newt nodded knowingly. He knew all too well what kind of people American wizards were—except Tina.

Arrogant, arrogant, almost all negative adjectives seem to be unable to describe them.

"Any other news?" Harry asked again. "You know, other than Voldemort - we just know he's wreaking havoc in America and we can't do anything about it but watch him carry out his evil plans - other than this?"

"There is no more news, Harry." Dumbledore seemed a little regretful: "You know, nothing is news except Voldemort."

"What about the Horcruxes?" Harry asked again. "Like the Gringotts vault?"

Newt suddenly said, "By the way, Dumbledore, I think if Voldemort wants to choose a vault to store his Horcruxes, then there is a great chance that he will choose the Lestrange family. If I remember correctly, you once told me that the Lestrange family's daughter-in-law, Bellatrix Lestrange from the Black family, is a die-hard fan of Voldemort."

"The Lestrange family?" Dumbledore frowned. "But as far as I know, all the Lestrange family members are in Azkaban... In addition, without the token, we cannot enter the Lestrange family vault. I don't think Bellatrix Lestrange will give us the key to the vault."

"In addition, the people at Gringotts will not agree to let us enter the vault without the token. This is the principle and reputation of Gringotts. If we lose it, no one will go to Gringotts to deposit money in the future." Dumbledore added.

"I have an idea!" Pappy said suddenly.

"What method?" Harry asked with interest.

"Why not disguise yourself as Bellatrix Lestrange?" Pabbie suggested, "Get her hair, use Polyjuice Potion..."

"It's a good idea, but how do we get the Lestrange family token?" Newt asked with his head down.

Harry cleared his throat and said, "I suggest using a more practical little spell, such as the Imperius Curse..."

Everyone turned to look at Harry.

The Imperius Curse?
Okay, you're taking this a bit too extreme.

But this method is not impossible, at least it is feasible in theory.

"Let me do it." Weiwei volunteered, "I will sneak into Azkaban, obtain the token related to the Lestrange family, and disguise myself as Bellatrix Lestrange..."

You come?

Dumbledore was quite sleepy, but suddenly he woke up.

My dear senior, please don't go to Azkaban...

"No, I have a way to deal with this matter." He said with a smile: "I still suggest that Senior Grindelwald stay here and wait for me to retrieve Lestrange's hair. What do you think?"

"I have no objection." Weiwei nodded.

"But I seem to have heard that Bellatrix Lestrange is a notorious madwoman." Newt asked hesitantly, "I don't think Miss Grindelwald can imitate her appearance..."

"That's hard to say." Weiwei chuckled and said, "If we don't try, how can we know that we can't imitate her appearance?"

The plan was set, and no one had any objections.

The birthday party was lively, at least that's what Harry thought; but Pappy didn't seem very happy because Vivi hit her in the face with the cake.

After the party, Harry did not return to the Dursleys, but stayed in the Leaky Cauldron.

As agreed, Dumbledore went to get Bellatrix's family keepsake.

The environment of the Leaky Cauldron was not very good, but it was spacious enough. Everyone here knew Harry, and when they saw him, they nodded and greeted him.

Harry enjoyed his time here very much. Before he left, he had already told the Dursleys that he would not go back for the rest of the holiday and he planned to stay in the Leaky Cauldron.

After all, in the Leaky Cauldron, one can use magic freely without worrying about being caught by the Ministry of Magic, but at the Dursleys' house, one would not be so free.

It's not that he was afraid of the Ministry of Magic, he just thought it was troublesome.

When he had free time, Harry would go to Borgin and Burke's to look at some rare items, or go to some good places that ordinary wizards could hardly find and buy some things that they could not buy outside.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find any mallow leaves, so he gave up.

But September is coming soon, and September is the time for harvesting mallow, so there is no need to rush.

Harry was now crouching in front of a Quidditch supply shop, staring at a startlingly beautiful broom.

The outskirts of the shop were crowded with wizards of all kinds, all of them were marveling at the broom. After all, it was so beautiful that it seemed to represent the crown jewel of the wizarding world's highest craftsmanship.

"Just released... a sample broom..." a square-jawed wizard told his companions.

"That's the fastest broom in the world, isn't it, Dad?" a boy younger than Harry asked his father shrilly, as he was dangling from his father's arm.

"The Irish international team has just ordered seven of these beautiful brooms!" the shopkeeper told everyone. "This product is a favorite at the World Cup!"

Harry noticed the description next to the broom and murmured: "The Firebolt is a flying broom of the highest level of craftsmanship. The handle is made of ash wood, streamlined and beautiful, treated with a diamond-hard polish and hand-engraved with a registration number. Each broom twig at the end of this product has been selected to ensure its streamlined perfection, so this product is unparalleled in terms of balance and precision. The Firebolt can accelerate to 150 miles per hour in less than ten seconds, and its braking system is amazing. Price is negotiable."

Price negotiable.

This shows that this broom is not a cheap item.

At least tens of thousands of Galleons, he thought. Tens of thousands of Galleons were equivalent to fifty thousand pounds, enough to buy Mr. Granger a Bentley.

But it can't be compared like this, after all, Bentley and Firebolt are both luxury cars, at least that's what Harry thinks.

He forced his head away and stopped looking at the broom.

It should be said that his coffers were sufficient to support him in purchasing the broom—but what about later?

I have spent all my money on this broom. What shall I do in the future?
Now he also has a Nimbus 2000, which is enough for him to use, and the Nimbus 2000 can also help him win the Quidditch championship.

What's not to like? he thought.

Besides, if he bought this broom, Weiwei, who was always thrifty, would scold him to death.

But that didn't stop Harry's eyes from being drawn to the Firebolt like a compass when he passed by.

Sometimes, he would buy some supplements and give them to Hedwig.

Owls also need nutrition. They can't just let them eat dead mice every day, right?
This year's Flourish and Blotts bookstore was not as lively as last year. After all, the liar Lockhart had his fraudulent face exposed by a respectable old lady.

He spent several Galleons to buy all the books he needed for this year.

Putting the books in the corner of his wallet, Harry began to lie in his bedroom contentedly. Of course, most of the time he would practice spells.

After a period of practice, Harry has mastered the knack of disarming multiple targets at the same time.

In theory, it's similar to Avada Chain Lightning, but Chain Lightning that eliminates your weapon is more acceptable, at least it uses some white magic or a harmless little curse to mark it.

At least there is no need to use the Imperius Curse or Cruciatus Curse, which will definitely send the person to Azkaban, to mark the person. This is a big improvement.

The Leaky Cauldron is actually very noisy. The bar is located in a Muggle neighborhood. Behind it are the hawking voices of wizards from Diagon Alley in the magical world, and on the street side, there are the sounds of Muggle cars. In short, it is extremely noisy. If Harry didn't know the silencing spell, he would have been tortured by the noise and unable to sleep.

He also met Neville, but Neville came with his grandmother.

Neville's grandmother, Augusta Longbottom, is an old lady who looks ten times more strict and old-fashioned than Professor McGonagall. But surprisingly, Augusta has a very good impression of Harry, simply very good...

She even paid for Harry and Neville to eat the newest, most expensive and most luxurious nut ice cream from Florin's Ice Cream Shop.

"Good boy, you look so thin." Augusta reached out and rubbed Harry's little face. "Thank you for taking care of our Neville at school." She said.

"You're welcome, ma'am." Harry smiled politely at Augusta.

On the penultimate day of summer vacation, Hermione and Ron also came to the Leaky Cauldron.

"Harry." Hermione knocked on Harry's door. Harry had just woken up. He rubbed his eyes and opened the door, and found Hermione and Ron standing outside.

The two of them together.

"I feel like you two are hiding something from me," Harry said, yawning.

"What could we possibly hide from you?" Ron smiled and patted Harry's shoulder. "Come on, buddy, let's go downstairs and have some food. Oh, you wash up first, we'll be waiting for you downstairs... God, Mom and Dad miss you so much, they want to say hello to you... By the way, my dad seems to have something to do with you."

"What's going on?" Harry asked curiously.

"You'll know when you go downstairs. Go wash up." Ron said to Harry with a smile.

Harry shrugged and didn't ask any further questions. He turned around and went back to the bathroom to wash up.

When everything was ready, he went downstairs.

The Leaky Cauldron seems a little different today. There seems to be something posted on the wall of the bar... a wanted poster?
The man on the wanted poster caught his attention.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(Ah… Another explosive update! Explosive update! So cool!)

(End of this chapter)