Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 177 Sleeping Cassandra (10000 words)
The Dementors in the sky had nothing to do with them. In fact, even if Harry knew that he was being targeted by the Dementors, he might not care.

Would you care if a few grasshoppers wanted to bite you?

"I think these carriages..." Hermione frowned and said, "seem to be moving automatically? Otherwise, why can't we see the horses pulling the carriages?"

"Because it's a Thestral pulling the carriage, it's normal that you can't see it, Hermione," Harry said to Hermione.

"Thestrals?" Hermione frowned. "I remember seeing this kind of animal somewhere. It seems that only people who have seen death can see them?"

"Here it is." Ron, who was quick to act, had already found the popular science article about Thestrals and pointed it out to Hermione as he read: "Thestrals are a species of Pegasus. They look like reptiles, are skinny, have dragon-like faces, and large bat-like wings."

"They are extremely rare and are classified as dangerous by the British Ministry of Magic. The Thestrals have a creepy reputation. For centuries, they have been considered unlucky because of their frightening appearance and the fact that they can only be seen by those who have witnessed a death."

"So you can see?" Hermione asked Harry.

"I've seen death, Hermione," Harry said nonchalantly. In fact, he had seen too much death - almost to the point of being numb.

However, Hermione misunderstood. She thought Harry was talking about the time when he witnessed his mother die in front of him as a child.

"I'm sorry, Harry," she apologized carefully.

"It's nothing, Hermione." Harry smiled at her warmly.

The car fell into silence, and Hermione felt that she had said the wrong thing.

"I wonder what Professor Lupin's lectures will be like," Ron said suddenly, feeling that he should break the silence. "I hope he will be more qualified than Ms. Rosier."

"As it stands, Professor Lupin seems to be competent," Harry replied.

The carriage rolled forward, and in front of it was a pair of magnificent and imposing cast iron gates, with many stone pillars on both sides and winged wild boars on top.

It can be seen that two tall, hooded Dementors are standing on both sides of the gate guarding, as if they are guarding the gate of Hogwarts.

Seeing the carriage coming, the two Dementors seemed to want to lean forward, but then they seemed to remember some prohibition and retreated rapidly.

"I think they're scared," Ron commented sharply. "Look, they're backing off - if they were on the train, I'd think they'd be close by now."

"Will they know what fear is?" Hermione asked curiously, "I heard that Dementors are fear itself. Can fear itself feel fear?"

"Fear comes from the unknown, Hermione." Harry stretched out his hand leisurely, took out a piece of chocolate from the side and handed it to her: "You two have some chocolate, it's cold."

The carriage picked up speed along the long, sloping drive until it reached the castle, and Hermione leaned out the window to watch the many turrets and towers approaching them.

Finally, the carriage swung to a stop and the three people got off.

“They’re really beautiful, aren’t they?”

A disembodied voice came from the side. Harry turned around and saw the light blonde girl with slightly puffy eyes.

It was Luna Lovegood of Ravenclaw.

"Are you talking about the Thestrals?" Harry asked Luna uncertainly. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that creatures like the Thestrals had nothing to do with beauty.

"Yes, the Thestrals are really beautiful." Luna said as if she was singing.

"What happened?" a gentle voice asked.

It was Professor Lupin, who had just stepped down from a carriage at the back.

"We're watching the Thestrals, Professor," said Harry politely.

Lupin looked at Harry gently, and sighed in his heart that this child really looked like Lily.

As polite as she was, and gentle - not as boisterous as his father, James.

Yes, noisy, that's how Lupin described James.

"Let's go. I think we should go into the castle." Professor Lupin looked up at the sky and said, "It seems like it's going to rain again soon. It would be bad if we get drenched."

They walked into the castle together, and when passing by the door, Harry could still hear Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey chatting, and it seemed that Madam Pomfrey was complaining to Professor McGonagall.

"I don't know what Fudge and Dumbledore are thinking of letting Dementors stationed around the school. Do they not use their brains at all? God, I told Dumbledore a long time ago, right? Eating candy is not good for thinking... Those are terrible things, and the effects they have on those who can't stand it-"

"Perhaps you should stop giving him the tooth-healthy potion, Poppy." Professor McGonagall said seriously, "Let him experience the feeling of having decayed teeth and being unable to eat!"

"You should tell Severus about this. He was the one who secretly brewed the tooth-healthy potion for Dumbledore." Madam Pomfrey complained in a low voice.

Harry and a few friends walked into the corridor and along the hall to the auditorium.

The hall was a sea of ​​pointed black hats, and each long table was filled with students, their faces illuminated by thousands of candles that were suspended in the air above the tables.

After a while, Professor McGonagall also came in holding the peak of the Sorting Hat.

They knew that this was the sorting ceremony for the new semester.

"You are finally here." The Weasley twins said with a smile, "I thought you were entangled by Dementors - like our little darling Ronnie."

"Don't worry, Dementors aren't as scary as you two guys." Ron rolled his eyes. He learned this action from Hermione.

Soon, Professor McGonagall walked to the front and placed the Sorting Hat on the stool.

Old Hat opened his mouth and sang a nonsense song loudly.

"Who taught him this tune?" Hermione covered her ears and said, "It's too bad."

"I think he probably made it up when he was bored." Ginny commented seriously: "Look, at least he is satisfied with the tune."

Ron pouted and said, "What kind of aesthetics can a hat have?"

Fortunately, Old Hat couldn’t hear the conversation here, otherwise he would be very sad.

There was no mistake of shouting "Hannah Abbott" at this year's sorting ceremony. Professor McGonagall got the correct list.

What caught Harry's attention was that there was a little girl with black hair among the sorting this time, and Draco's eyes were almost glued to her.

After the sorting ceremony, Professor Flitwick lifted the peak of the sorting hat and walked out of the hall carrying the stool.

At this moment, Dumbledore also stood up.

As the world's recognized greatest wizard, Dumbledore's outfit fits the stereotype of this character very well. His hair and beard are several feet long, he wears semicircular glasses and has a very hooked nose.

Only those who have a deep understanding of Dumbledore, or those who don't know Dumbledore at all, would think that he is a powerful wizard - but unfortunately, most people in this school don't know Headmaster Dumbledore very well, and they all agree that the headmaster is a little crazy.

"Welcome!" said Professor Dumbledore, his beard gleaming in the candlelight. "Welcome to Hogwarts for the new school year! I have a few words to say to all of you, one of which is very serious, and I thought it best to make it clear before you get too carried away by this delicious meal..."

Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued, "Following their search of the Hogwarts Express - as you are all aware, our school is currently hosting a number of Dementors from Azkaban, who are here on Ministry of Magic business."

He paused, looking somewhat unhappy.

"They are stationed at all entrances to the school grounds," Dumbledore continued. "During their stay here, I must make it clear that no one is allowed to leave the school without permission. Dementors are not to be deceived by tricks or disguises - not even by the Invisibility Cloak."

When he said this, Dumbledore looked meaningfully at Ron and Hermione, because they, the members of the Dueling Hut, often went out at night wearing invisibility cloaks.

"Dementors have no natural ability to understand requests or excuses, so I warn each of you: do not give them any excuse to harm you. I count on the prefects, and our new Head Boy and Head Girl, to ensure that no student comes into conflict with the Dementors."

Percy, who was sitting only a few seats away from Harry, straightened his chest again and looked around impressively.

"He's obsessed with power." Ron whispered to Harry, "Remember the book he read last year? How Prefects Gain Power? His worship of power is even higher than magic."

"I think magic is more important than power, Ron." Harry said in a low voice: "As long as you have the strength of Headmaster Dumbledore, are you still afraid of not being able to gain power?"

"Why?" Ron asked in a low voice, "Don't you think that Headmaster Dumbledore has to obey the Ministry of Magic's request and place Dementors in the school?"

"Because he's good-tempered, Ron," Harry answered. "The Ministry would never dare to force him to do anything if he wanted to - Ministry of Magic? How many Aurors do they have who can take on Dumbledore?"

Ron thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

"This sentence sounds familiar. I remember Assistant Gale also said this to me." Ron said to Harry, "I corresponded with Assistant Gale several times during the holidays, and he told me a lot of things."

Harry was a little surprised. He thought Gellert was just acting on a whim, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to be quite interested in Ron?
"So that's how it is." Harry didn't ask any further questions.

With Vivi suppressing Gellert, Harry was not worried that he could cause any trouble.

Besides, boys of this age are very sensitive, so it would be bad if you ask them too many questions.

He believed Ron had his own ruler.

Dumbledore looked around and continued, "What's more gratifying is that this year a new teacher has joined our teaching team. He is Professor R. J. Lupin. He has generously agreed to fill the vacancy in the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. Let us welcome him."

Professor Lupin stood up and greeted everyone politely.

Perhaps it was because Professor Rosier left everyone with an overly perfect impression last year, or perhaps it was because Professor Lupin was not good-looking, but in any case, sparse applause broke out in the auditorium.

Harry clapped and cheered for Professor Lupin, which led the students around him to applaud.

Hearing Harry's cheer, Lupin smiled at Harry gratefully.

Not surprisingly, Snape's eyes followed Professor Lupin along the long staff table.

It was no secret that Professor Snape had always wanted to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts - but the twisted expression on Snape's thin, sallow face surprised the students. That expression went beyond anger - it was undoubtedly hatred.

The last time Harry saw Snape with such an expression was in his mother's memory. In the memory, by the Black Lake, Snape was staring at Harry's father, James Potter.

"Well, I think the important things have been said," Dumbledore said, raising his hands. "Now I declare the feast begun!"

The golden plates and wine glasses in front of them were suddenly filled with food and drinks. Harry and the other two, who had not eaten much in the car, suddenly felt hungry, so they took some of the food they could reach and started eating.

Especially Ron, he once again reproduced the chicken leg frenzy, holding one in each hand and eating it with abandon.

Hermione was too lazy to correct Ron's eating habits. In her opinion, Ron was already hopeless, so why bother saving him?

It was a sumptuous meal, and the auditorium was filled with laughter and the sound of knives and forks clinking.

After the banquet, Dumbledore, as he did in previous years, led everyone to sing the school song.

"Even in the darkest days, we must not forget to have hope." Dumbledore stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the candle: "But we can always find happiness, and this is the quality we need."

After that, he raised his hand and said, "Now, let's sing the school song together--"

This was the part that all the students least looked forward to, except for the Weasley twins.

They went to Egypt and learned the tune from somewhere, but it made the students present seem to see the green Roman horses breaking through the St. Romanus Gate.

If there were any Turks present, they would definitely be able to tell that this tune is their traditional "Ancestors, Grandfathers".

"Actually, the Slytherins should sing it."

At the end, the Weasley twins added with a chuckle: "After all, the Ottoman Turks are also green, and the Slytherins are also green, so they must have a common language."

After hearing what the Weasley twins said, the Slytherin classmates glared at them both.

Hey, what nonsense is the clone talking about!

After singing the school song, Dumbledore asked the prefects to take the students back to their respective dormitories.

Percy immediately stood up and thrust his chest forward slightly, as if to let everyone take a closer look at the Head Boy badge on his chest.

"Big-headed boy." The four Weasley siblings complained in a low voice in unison. The twins looked at each other and laughed.

Even Ginny was the same, not caring at all how hurt Percy looked.

The freshmen and seniors followed the prefects and headed towards the common room.

The common rooms of the four colleges are all slightly different. Gryffindor's is located in the tower, just like Ravenclaw; Slytherin's is in the basement, and Hufflepuff's is next to the kitchen.

Those who enter Hufflepuff are the most blessed, because as soon as they open the door, they can come to the kitchen. If they scratch the pear on the portrait at the kitchen door, it will smile and turn into a door handle for people to pass through.

The house-elves at Hogwarts never turn away students who sneak into the kitchen to eat, even if they don't come in the open.

What the Gryffindor students didn't expect was that the person guarding the Gryffindor door had changed. It was no longer the portrait of the Fat Lady, but a sphinx.

"It's the Sphinx!" the Weasley twins said in unison.

But looking at their expressions, they didn't seem to be afraid at all. Instead, they seemed quite expectant.

"Welcome back to the Gryffindor common room." The Sphinx said in an elegant voice: "I am the new gatekeeper of Gryffindor, you can call me Sphinx..."

"Aren't Sphinxes a tribe?"

Someone in the crowd interrupted and asked, but the Sphinx did not look very happy, perhaps because he was interrupted, or perhaps for some other reason.

"I think you should improve your knowledge, young lady." The Sphinx said in a serious tone: "I won't explain this question in detail - well, you need to answer my questions correctly before you can enter the common room."

"Does everyone have to answer correctly?" someone asked loudly.

"No, only one person needs to answer correctly." Sphinx said with a smile: "After each correct answer, you have ten minutes of free time to come and go."

"Then what are you waiting for? Ask now!" Seamus said, looking forward to the fun.

The Sphinx looked down at the students and asked, "Which letter is an animal?"

Which letter is an animal?
This riddle...

"The answer is bee," Hermione answered quickly. "Bee, it's pronounced the same as the letter B, isn't it?"

"That's correct, young lady." The Sphinx jumped aside and made way. "Remember, even if you can't answer the question, I won't strangle you to death."

Hearing the Sphinx's words, everyone shuddered.

Oh my god, there is such a saying?

However, the Sphinx's words were addressed to Harry, and its eyes were fixed on Harry as it spoke, making Harry feel a little embarrassed.

After they entered the dormitory, some Gryffindor students began to complain: "Oh my God, if this continues, we will all become Ravenclaws - think about it, we still have to answer the Sphinx's riddle before we can enter the common room, so what is the difference between us and Ravenclaw?"

"It wouldn't be a bad idea for us to gain a little wisdom, so that we can be both wise and brave." Hermione whispered to Harry and Ron. Her voice was not loud, and Hermione was still a little worried that this sentence would cause public outrage.

But it doesn't.

On such a cold and dark night, it was a very happy thing to climb into a warm bed early. Harry did not plan to go out for a night walk, but lay on the bed to recuperate and prepare for tomorrow's Trial of Merlin.

September 1993, 9 was a Wednesday. What the students did not expect was that they did not start classes immediately after school started. Instead, they waited until next Monday, September 1, to officially start the first class of the semester.

But even so, Wednesday is the time to collect students' homework.

Ron didn't realize until he woke up in the morning that he had only finished half of his Potions homework. He was so anxious that he kept pulling his hair.

But fortunately, with Hermione's help, he submitted his paper before the deadline.

"Oh my God, I thought I was going to die." Ron said a little breathlessly, "I really can't imagine how Professor Snape would deal with me if I didn't do my homework."

"Don't worry, he won't kill you." Hermione said, trying not to laugh: "For you, hell is just a sauna, isn't it?"

Ron puffed his lips and said nothing.

The Ravenclaw students were discussing Gryffindor's new gatekeeper. They really didn't expect that the school would give Gryffindor a sphinx to guard the gate. "It should obviously belong to Ravenclaw." Zhang Qiu from Ravenclaw said indignantly.

The other Ravenclaw students nodded in unison. They seemed to have long been tired of the door knocker - but if it was the Sphinx that asked the questions, it would be acceptable.

At least the Sphinx is not a cold door knocker, but a living sphinx.

Luna sat at the Ravenclaw table, seeming to be looking at the Gryffindor table, and also seemed to be looking at the Slytherin over there.

The female classmates around were whispering and pointing at Luna, and it was obvious that they were not saying anything good.

Harry, who had sharp ears, heard what they were saying, which was nothing more than words like "crazy girl" and advising others, especially the freshmen, not to play with Luna.

Harry looked at Luna with some concern, but found that Luna didn't care about the verbal violence at all, as if they were talking about an irrelevant person.

This girl has a really good mentality. Anyone else would have to fight with these villains who are bullying others behind their backs.

"They are so disgusting." Hermione whispered to Ron, "What did Luna do wrong? Why are they treating her like this?"

"Being different is wrong, Hermione," Harry replied just as quietly.

Hermione nodded, stood up, walked to the Ravenclaw table, and invited Luna.

"Luna, do you want to join us for breakfast?"

Luna looked up blankly, and when she saw it was Hermione, she smiled indifferently and nodded.

"Okay."

Her voice is still ethereal, just like her temperament, if you ignore the slightly swollen eyes.

After Luna arrived at the Gryffindor table, Hermione whispered, "Have you always been like this in the house?"

At the same time, the crickets in Ravenclaw became a little louder, and Hermione also joined in this time.

It's nothing more than gossip about Hermione, and some people even speculate the relationship between Hermione and Harry with the greatest malicious intent.

"I'm sorry to trouble you," Luna said apologetically, "but I noticed that there seemed to be a harassment fly on Harry's head. Is that what's bothering you, Harry?"

"It's not a big deal, Luna." Hermione smiled indifferently, "I don't care what a few people who have nothing to do with me say about me behind my back - harassment fly? What is a harassment fly? Does Harry have any troubles?"

"A harassment fly... is a buzzing creature. When you are entangled by it, it means you have a lot of troubles." Luna said softly.

"I'm worried about a friend, but don't worry." Harry smiled at Luna: "She will be back soon."

"Is it Vivi?" Hermione showed an interested look: "Is she finally going to finish her studies in the Muggle world?"

"No." Harry shook his head.

But when Hermione mentioned Vivi, Harry remembered that when Vivi was in the Austro-Hungarian Empire, she was also bullied by a group of girls, who even tripped her up and hid her crown...

If she saw Luna who had the same experience... maybe the two of them could become good friends?

"Who's that?" Hermione demanded, she was very nosy.

Because she heard the word "she", she can distinguish between he and she in English.

"I have the right to remain silent," said Harry.

"I think something must be wrong with you, and you feel a little guilty, Harry." Hermione squinted at Harry, as if trying to find some flaws.

However, Harry didn't care at all and lowered his head to continue eating his breakfast.

Breakfast is important. You must eat breakfast. After all, it is the breakfast of kings, the lunch of princes, and the dinner of beggars. It is the correct three meals a day.

After finishing breakfast, Harry came to Professor Sprout's greenhouse.

Sprout was still dressed extremely simply, with even a few withered yellow leaves on her head.

"Harry." Professor Sprout was not surprised by Harry's arrival. She greeted Harry and said, "Are you here to get some sweet mallow leaves? I've prepared a bag for you. It's over there."

"Thank you, Professor." Harry walked forward and took the package that Sprout had pointed out to him.

"Remember to inform Mr. Longbottom and ask him to come to my place." Professor Sprout said, "I have something to discuss with him."

"Okay, Professor." Harry nodded and left the greenhouse.

As he passed by the auditorium, he told Neville about this matter, then walked up the stairs and came to the front of the principal's office.

This time the gargoyle didn't even say a word, it just jumped aside.

Harry glanced at it in surprise. He had not expected that he would be so sensible this time.

"Professor." Harry walked into the headmaster's office, trying to find Dumbledore.

However, to his disappointment, Dumbledore was not in the school.

Harry sat patiently in the headmaster's office and waited for more than half an hour before Dumbledore walked in from outside.

Seeing Harry's figure, Dumbledore was visibly stunned.

He hadn't expected Harry to be waiting for him in the Headmaster's office.

"Professor." Harry stood up and greeted Dumbledore.

"I'm very sorry, Harry." Dumbledore came over and sat down on a chair. "The Ministry of Magic wanted to see me for a while, so I was delayed - what do you want here?"

"I want to ask you if I can go to the Forbidden Forest." Harry folded his hands and said, "The Trial of Merlin is only one step away from completion. I just got some sweet mallow leaves from Professor Sprout. I guess Cassandra might be there."

"I remember I granted you a holiday last year, Harry." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Besides, today is just a self-study session, there are no classes."

"There are Dementors at the gate of Hogwarts and in the Forbidden Forest, Professor." Harry sighed and said, "You know, Dementors are born without the ability to forgive, and I don't want to cause any trouble."

Dumbledore looked at Harry expressionlessly, a light flashing through the lenses of his half-moon glasses.

Look at you, what are you talking about?

You don't want to cause trouble?
You don't want to get into trouble, so you take out three Dementors on a train?
What do you think I was doing just now? The Ministry of Magic wanted to know why the three Dementors that were searching the train disappeared without a trace...

"I know you don't want to cause trouble for the school, Harry." Albus Dumbledore sighed, "But I think your affairs are more important. Those Dementors will not threaten your safety."

Yes, the Dementors still have to worry about their own safety, Dumbledore even thought with some gloating.

"What if a Dementor attacks me?" Harry demanded.

"That is their responsibility, Harry," Dumbledore replied firmly.

Okay, that's what Harry was waiting for.

"I feel much more relieved with your words." Harry stood up and said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first, Professor."

Professor Dumbledore nodded and let Harry walk out of the headmaster's office.

When Harry reached Newt's tent, he was stopped by Pabbie.

"Harry, what are you going to do?" Pappy looked at Harry warily, "There are Dementors everywhere outside. It's very dangerous! Newt told me everything!"

"I'm going to the ruins of Merlin. There's only one left, Pappy." Harry reached out and rubbed Pappy's head and said.

"I'll go with you, Harry," Pappy bounced.

Harry looked at Pappy and advised her, "Dementors are not vegetarians, Pappy. What if they target you? Be obedient and stay with Professor Scamander. After all, it's safer."

"No, Harry." Pabbie held the corner of Harry's clothes and pulled him, saying, "Harry, Harry, you know, Dementors only attack humanoid creatures, and I'm not one of them..."

"I can't take you with me, Pappy," Harry sighed. "I have Alfonso the Basilisk in my wallet, and I don't want to let you in - what if it kills you?"

"Okay." Pappy took a few steps back regretfully. "Then go ahead - I'll wait for you here."

"Okay." Harry nodded to Pabbie, walked into Newt's tent, and arrived at Hogsmeade through Apparition.

As soon as he entered Hogsmeade, Harry pulled his Nimbus 2000 from his wallet and rode on it.

He flew all the way to the forbidden forest according to the location he remembered.

It should be said that the Forbidden Forest seems to have been expanded by some mysterious magic. Looking at the map, the Forbidden Forest is not very big - but after entering the Forbidden Forest, you will find that it is almost as big as the entire United Kingdom.

The location of the last trial is in front of Czech Doyle's tomb.

Harry pressed his broom in the woods and landed on the other side of a pond.

There are towering trees all around, which look as thick as four or five people can hug together. It is obvious that the trees are at least several hundred years old.

Above the pond not far away, there were dots of green light dancing like fireflies - but they were not real fireflies, but some kind of residual power of Merlin.

Harry first cast a detection spell, then walked to the disc of Merlin's remains and scattered some mallow leaves on it.

A burst of green energy burst out from the disk, and Harry took advantage of the opportunity to swing his wand and cast a detection spell.

The results of the two detection spells were different. After the Merlin Trial was started, three brazier-like objects appeared around.

The Merlin Trial here is related to the fire spell.

Harry walked in the direction indicated by the detection spell, and in front of him were two huge spider webs - just by looking at the size of the webs, you could tell that the owner of the webs was definitely not small, even as big as a calf.

The detection spell did not detect the presence of spiders, so he safely used the fire spell to burn the two spider webs.

Harry walked to the other side of the stone pillar and continued to follow the same pattern, lighting the brazier on the pillar.

But after he lit the third brazier, he found nothing happened.

Is there a fourth brazier?

Harry took two steps forward and continued to probe...

He discovered that the first brazier that had been lit had gone out.

It seems that all three braziers need to be lit within a short period of time.

Harry moved quickly this time, even using Apparition, in order to light all three braziers in a short time.

After the third brazier was lit, lush green bloomed on the disc of Merlin's ruins, and dots of green light gathered into a line, slowly drawing to Harry's palm.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Harry always felt like he had become smarter.

Perhaps this was Merlin's gift, he thought.

but……

However, he discovered that there was still no sign of Cassandra in the ruins of Merlin.

Why is this?

Could it be that Cassandra is not among the remains of Merlin?
Before Harry could think further, he heard a rumbling sound coming from the pool in front of him.

He quickly stood up and looked at the pool of water in front of him. The green spots of light above the water became more and more dense, and the water surface was boiling like a pot.

The ground was shaking violently. Harry reached out to hold the stone pillar of Merlin's ruins and took out his wand cautiously, ready to see what was going on.

The shaking of the earth became more violent, and the green spots of light on the water became thicker. After a while, Harry saw an arch rising from under the water, and it was flashing with the unique light of ancient magic.

When the ground stopped shaking, Harry used a detection spell to confirm that there was no threat around, then he walked forward carefully and came to the side of the pond.

There was a crystal ball on a stone pier rising up beside the pond. Harry picked it up and got a message from it.

It was left to him by Merlin—or rather, left to the next generation who had completed all the trials.

The general meaning is that this archway will only appear after completing all the trials he left behind - and this archway has been reinforced by ancient magic, and people without ancient magic talent are destined to be unable to enter it.

Harry was quite glad that he was the last one to complete this trial, otherwise he would have missed it.

but……

Ancient magic fluctuations?

Harry frowned. Cassandra was not the descendant of ancient magic. Would she be here?
He thought about it and decided to go over and take a look.

Apparition was a very convenient spell; at least he didn't have to wade through the pool to get to the archway - and the water looked very deep, and Harry doubted whether he would be drowned if he stepped in.

He patted the stone pillar of the arch and went around to the other side.

Through the ancient magical fluctuations on the archway, Harry looked inside and found that it was actually a cave.

Harry walked through the magical wave and into the cave.

This cave was different from any he had been to before. It seemed to have been artificially modified and was surrounded by blue stone walls.

There were tall braziers placed all around the cave, with flames of various colors dancing on them - Harry could see clearly that the flames on them were flames that could burn forever without any fuel - Gublerite fairy fire.

He walked along the path in the cave - or to be more precise, the corridor, and came to a bridge.

The entire bridge is engraved with intricate patterns, and the fire basins on both sides of the bridge are burning with Gublai fairy fire, which looks very solemn and sacred.

As Harry stepped onto the bridge, his heart began to pound.

He always felt that there seemed to be something waiting for him ahead.

He walked along the bridge to the end of the road, and in front of him was a big door.

Harry walked forward and cast a detection spell, trying to find a way to open the door.

Sure enough, the result of the detection spell told him that there was a handprint on the door.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the handprint.

The gate suddenly seemed to be covered with vines, and those vines quickly disappeared, revealing an archway that was large enough for two people to pass through.

Harry walked in, and unlike what he expected, the room behind the door was very dark, so dark that he couldn't even see his hand in front of him.

He raised his wand and cast a spell.

"Lumos."

The spell illuminated the entire room. Harry looked forward along the light and found that there seemed to be a stone platform in front of him.

On the stone platform, a beautiful girl in Slytherin school uniform was lying there. Her face was rosy, her hands were folded on her chest, her chest was rising and falling evenly, and she looked like she was asleep.

Under the stone platform next to the girl was a broken goblet.

Of course Harry recognized this girl; she was none other than her.

It was Cassandra Malfoy.

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