Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 181 Added 'Magic Power' 2.0 Version
"Miss Malfoy's health?"

Mr. Flamel turned slowly and looked Cassandra up and down, causing her to turn her head back somewhat uncomfortably.

"Right." Harry followed Mr. Flamel's gaze and looked at Cassandra. "Last year, Vivi lost her magic power after waking up. I was worried that Cassandra might have problems too... After all, you told us that playing with time always comes at a price..."

"Oh." Mr. Flamel smiled playfully. "I did say that, but... people's physiques are different. Miss Grindelwald's problem may not apply to Miss Malfoy."

"What?" Harry asked curiously.

Could it be that Cassandra has a stronger physique and won't have the same problem as Vivi?

But that’s not possible. Vivi’s physical fitness is not bad. I remember that when she was a female official in the Muggle world, she could still walk briskly while holding a 20-pound box.

What is Wei Zhuangzhuang...

"Well..."

Mr. Flamel drawled, clearly not wanting to say it now.

Looking at him like this, Harry always felt that Mr. Flamel seemed to be waiting for something.

Sure enough, just when Mr. Flamel was about to run out of time, the door of the alchemy room was opened again.

A silver-haired figure walked in from the door, came to Harry's side, and hugged his arm very naturally.

It's Vivi, she's coming from Hogwarts Castle!
As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other. Cassandra not only recognized Vivi at a glance, but even narrowed her eyes and looked at Vivi with an unfriendly expression.

What that clearly means is that even if you change your hair color, I will still recognize you!

Weiwei looked back with the same look, and people around them always felt that some spark seemed to be generated when their eyes met.

The kind of crackling lightning.

"Oh, Cassandra." Vivi said in a very surprised tone, "Oh my God, you actually came to a hundred years later - eh? Why do I remember that when I invited you to enter the time seal of Slytherin's study, you wrote me a letter saying, 'You won't find a boy who has nothing to do with you'?"

What a great Vivi, he uses his killer move as soon as we meet.

Papi, who was dozing off on the spot, suddenly opened his eyes.

Mr. Lemay also showed an expression of enjoying himself. For an old man, watching fun is the biggest motivation to keep him alive.

Everyone loves to watch fun, especially when it is created by Mr. Flamel’s invisible hand…

But looking at Mr. Flamel's expression, it seemed that he still wanted to add a little spice to the fun, in case the fun was not enough... not big enough.

"Oh." Vivi seemed to think that this was not enough, so she continued, "You also left a deposit slip for Harry, right? It's in the vault of Gringotts..."

"So you've seen the deposit slip, Grindelwald." Cassandra nodded in understanding. She looked at Harry again and said to him, "It seems that your girlfriend is extremely jealous, Poter. But it's just a poor notebook. Why didn't she let it go?"

At this point, Cassandra acted as if she had suddenly realized something, and continued, "This reminds me of a story - perhaps you haven't heard of it, Pott, when Grindelwald was out at night, he suddenly wanted to enter the Hufflepuff common room - but as you know, if you are not a Hufflepuff classmate, you can't enter the Hufflepuff common room at all... So, she was poured with a bucket of vinegar, and when she returned to the common room, she was full of sour smell..."

Vivi's smiling expression remained unchanged, but she hugged Harry even tighter, making it a little hard for Harry to breathe.

This was the first time Harry had heard of this.

But he did know about the Hufflepuff common room.

The entrance to the Hufflepuff common room is located in the "right-hand corner of the kitchen corridor", where there is a pile of large barrels placed on a dark stone trough. Unlike other common rooms, the Hufflepuff entrance does not require a password, but rather requires tapping the bottom of the second barrel in the middle of the second row to the rhythm of "Helga Hufflepuff".

When struck correctly, the lid of the barrel opens, revealing a passage leading to a basement where one can crawl inside.

If you are not a Hufflepuff classmate, you will be poured with a bucket of vinegar.

A hundred years ago, Vivi's roommate in Slytherin was Cassandra, which is why Cassandra knew about this.

"Actually, it was torn by a parrot..." Harry explained with a dark face, "It was Hermione's parrot Jack. I was looking for clues about you that day, and the parrot Jack tore your notebook while I wasn't paying attention, revealing the deposit slip inside."

"Hermione?" Cassandra repeated the name.

"Oh, it's my good friend, Hermione Granger." Harry explained to Cassandra, "and a Gryffindor."

"Like a good friend like Miss Grindelwald, right?" Cassandra asked with a smile.

At this time, Mr. Lemay took out a bag of puffed shrimp crackers from somewhere and started eating them happily, crunching them. He didn't look like an old man with bad teeth at all.

"Would you like some?" Mr. Flamel handed the bag of shrimp crackers to Pappy. Just as Pappy's eyes lit up, Ms. Perenelle, who was standing next to her, took the bag of shrimp crackers.

It was obvious that Mr. Flamel was going to give it to his wife, Perenelle.

"But what I didn't expect is that you are still the same as before..." Cassandra looked at Vivi with disdain, "My God, Poter is only a thirteen-year-old child, and you? You are already a seventeen-year-old old man, and you still cling to him... If I remember correctly, it is September now, not the spring when everything revives - even if it is that season, you should return to the love hut instead of doing such a thing in front of all of us."

Mr. Flamel, who had been watching the show, suddenly spoke.

"As you can see, Miss Malfoy," he said, "Miss Grindelwald lost her magic power during the time travel - and it just so happens that Harry absorbed my Philosopher's Stone, so... you know, the Philosopher's Stone contains endless magic power. Harry can replenish Miss Grindelwald's lost magic power, but it requires physical contact, just like touching the Philosopher's Stone."

After hearing what Mr. Flamel said, Vivi even rubbed her little face against Harry with a satisfied look on her face.

She also mouthed to Cassandra.

'You are envious, aren't you? ' she said silently.

Cassandra snorted and turned her head away from the two men.

But she was holding her arms with such force that if she wasn't wearing white lace gloves, one could even see her knuckles turning white from the force.

Vivi smiled like a winner, she felt she had won.

However, Mr. Flamel was very smart and he could see what Cassandra was thinking.

"Oh, you interrupted me like this and I actually forgot the most important thing." Mr. Flamel said calmly, "As Harry just said, time travel must pay a corresponding price. Miss Grindelwald lost her magic, and Miss Malfoy... are you sure you want to hide this from your best friends?"

"Hide what?" Harry asked in confusion, "Cassandra, do you know what your situation is?"

"Shut up!" Cassandra said coldly. "Let me do the talking."

Mr. Flamel knew that Cassandra would never be able to say it given her character - so it would be better for him to say it.

"The potion I gave Miss Malfoy will come at a heavy price..." Mr. Flamel said, glancing at Harry mysteriously. "Although those who drink this potion will fall into a deep sleep and remain young forever, they will also pay a heavy price. That is, they will only have one year left to live."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard Mr. Flamel's words, even Vivi, who subconsciously loosened her grip on Harry's arm.

"What did you say?" Harry asked in disbelief, "Cassandra only has one year left to live?! How is this possible... How is this possible?!"

"That's the truth, Pot." Cassandra smiled calmly, "This is the price I paid—"

"But how can this be possible..." Harry took two steps back and forth anxiously, then rushed to Mr. Flamel and held his hand.

"Mr. Le... "

"Click it."

Harry used a little too much force and broke Mr. Flamel's hand.

"Oh, why are you so impatient?" Mr. Flamel glanced at Harry with dissatisfaction, shook his hand and reconnected the bone, "Of course I have a way, but... it depends on whether Miss Malfoy is satisfied."

At this point, Mr. Flamel didn't care that his hand bones were broken by Harry. He tapped Harry's body twice, took out his wand, pointed it at Cassandra and muttered something.

Weiwei, who was still worried, suddenly had a very bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, Mr. Flamel said calmly: "Well, it's done - you must remember, Harry, the function of the Philosopher's Stone..."

"What is the function of the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry asked like a fool. He suddenly remembered what Hermione said in the first grade.

"Ancient alchemy involved the creation of the Philosopher's Stone, a magical substance with amazing powers. The Philosopher's Stone could turn any metal into pure gold, and it could also create an elixir of life that would make anyone who drank it immortal."

He repeated it subconsciously.

Vivi suddenly felt as if she had grasped something. Cassandra still looked confused, while Pabbie's eyes were as innocent as before.

"Yes, immortality." Mr. Flamel said with a smile: "Now that you have merged with the Philosopher's Stone, you have already possessed this immortal quality - at the same time, you can not only charge Miss Grindelwald's magic, but also Miss Malfoy's life..."

Vivi:!
She finally understood why she had a bad feeling!
What! Harry can not only replenish magic, but also replenish life energy? !

OMG…

"You mean..." Harry suddenly felt a little happy in his heart. He didn't know why he was happy, but he was just... happy.

Vivi suddenly hugged Harry's right arm.

"Just like Miss Grindelwald," Mr. Flamel crossed his arms, "Miss Malfoy can also replenish her vitality through contact with Harry... In this way, she won't have to die..."

Hearing this, Cassandra suddenly froze in place.

Then, her face and neck were stained with a suspicious cherry pink color.

Oh my God, I have to hug Po Te!

Simply... Simply shameless!
but……

Look at that thieving cat, hugging Pute obscenely...

What if Po Te is kidnapped and led astray by her? !

But no matter how I think about it, I just can't get over it.

"Miss Malfoy." Mr. Flamel continued to assist the beautiful world, "I think you should give up some of the thoughts you shouldn't have. After all, you are different from others now. You only have less than a year left to live... I think neither your friends nor your relatives want to see you die like this, otherwise it will be a waste of all the preparations we have made before, right?"

Cassandra bit her lip, glanced up at the serious but secretly delighted Harry, and then looked at the alert Vivi.

Ok……

Mr. Flamel is right. I should really abandon some inappropriate ideas. After all, I can't make my father and brother sad again...

Besides, this thieving cat of Grindelwald's...

How could I let her lead Pot astray?

Finally, she made up her mind.

Yes, it is like that!

With this in mind, Cassandra walked gracefully to the other side of Harry.

She reached out and grasped one of Harry's arms.

She didn't press her entire body against Harry's like Vivi did, but just held Harry's arm with her hands.

"Relax, Pot," Cassandra raised her head, the corners of her lips curled up as if she was giving alms to Harry, "Mr. Flamel is right, I really shouldn't have such worldly thoughts - you should understand that I do this for myself."

"Yeah!" Harry nodded continuously. He was originally very sharp-tongued and at this moment he didn't want to show off his sharp-tongued sarcasm skills.

What if Cassandra ran away with the poisonous tongue and she only had one year to live?
but……

You asked me to relax, but you are not relaxed at all...

Harry burst into tears.

My sister, could you please be a little gentler?
The atmosphere in Mr. Flamel's alchemy room gradually became weird.

On Harry's left was Cassandra, who was holding onto his left arm tightly, and on his right was Vivi, who was hugging and rubbing against his right arm.

The two women looked at each other without giving in, as if they were fighting a war without the smoke of gunpowder.

(I’ve deleted and written and deleted, but I’m still not satisfied. I’m a little frustrated. I’ll think it through.)
(End of this chapter)