Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 197 Oh my god, Shura Field
I never expected that this stubborn idea would lead to a blockage at both ends.

If they want to know what sacrifice they need to make the Grim Reaper answer their questions, they must let the Grim Reaper answer their questions first.

It’s a closed loop, yes.

"What now?" Harry asked quietly.

"I don't know either..." Vivi answered in a low voice.

"or……"

Harry looked at the Death Lady, then at Vivi: "Go buy her another McDonald's? Oh, or try Burger King, I think that's good too."

"But she has already had a meal, Harry." Vivi whispered, "If you want to use this method, you can only wait until tomorrow morning..."

The two people here were whispering, and the Grim Reaper over there was looking at them leisurely, without saying a word.

"I still think that it would be better to find two Death Eaters in Azkaban and kill them immediately." Cassandra said eagerly. Her target was Bellatrix Lestrange. As far as she knew, this was the notorious Death Eater who led the Malfoy family astray.

Of course, at least that's what Lucius told her, and in order to give her good nephew some face, Cassandra chose to believe him.

"The souls of those people are filthy. I suggest forgetting it." Newt denied: "Just like what the Lady Death said before, she is actually not interested in human souls..."

"What should we do then?" Cassandra asked back, "I have reservations. I still think it would be better to capture a few evil Death Eaters in Azkaban."

"It's come to this, why not wait until tomorrow." Harry whispered, "I can only trouble you, Vivi, go to McDonald's and buy some breakfast tomorrow morning."

"I don't think we can wait that long, what do you think?" Weiwei said softly. She reached out and pressed Harry twice and said, "You just wait here. I'll go out and think of a solution..."

Harry also felt that Vivi should have a way. He felt a little more certain and continued to look up at the Grim Reaper.

To be honest, Ms. Death was not what Harry had expected. She was not a murderer who took pleasure in death, but a very kind and amiable old woman.

It’s just…not that easy to talk to.

However, having principles does not seem to be an unexpected characteristic for a god.

"If you are not in a hurry to return to Hell..." Dumbledore invited, "maybe you can stay in Hogwarts for a while. After all, there is nowhere else worth going except Hogwarts."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Newt, Harry, Cassandra, and Mr. Flamel all turned around and looked at Dumbledore in disbelief.

No, why do you bring everything to Hogwarts?

What was Hogwarts? What kind of a holding center?

But they were just thinking about it in their minds. They definitely wouldn't dare to say it.

"Unfortunately, it's different from what you imagined." Lady Death said in a gentle and graceful voice, "I am not in hell, and the ceremony you used to summon me to the human world is permanent. The world of the living makes people nostalgic, and I am not in a hurry to return to where I came from. If you can provide me with a place to stay, that would be great."

There was a sly glint in Dumbledore's eyes.

In fact, he was not bringing people to Hogwarts, but was using this topic to ask his questions.

Leave this card bug alone.

But at least he has received two pieces of information now. One is that the god of death is not in hell, and the other is that this summons is permanent.

"Your wand," Death said again. "The Elder Wand, isn't it?"

Dumbledore pulled the wand from his arms and handed it to the Grim Reaper without hesitation.

"Yes, ma'am, this is one of the legendary Deathly Hallows, the Elder Wand."

Who would have thought that the Grim Reaper did not take the wand, but smiled instead.

"I have also heard this rumor. If you collect three Deathly Hallows, you can become the master of Death. There are also rumors that I made these three Hallows myself." Death smiled, "But this is just a fabrication of the Peverell brothers, who want to gild their alchemical items."

"So that's how it is." Dumbledore nodded knowingly.

"However, the Resurrection Stone is indeed a good alchemical item. At least it can summon the 'soul' of the deceased." Death said slowly, "But I need to remind you that it is not a real soul, but the person in your memory."

"The person in the memory?" Dumbledore repeated.

"Yes." Death nodded, "In view of you, I can answer you a question-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Vivi walked in from outside, followed by Gellert.

"Ma'am." Vivi grabbed Gellert's collar with one hand and said to the Grim Reaper with a smile: "I brought the sacrifice to you..."

"Oh, my goodness, sister," Gellert said sarcastically, "this makes me sad. Did you wake up your poor brother in the middle of the night just to serve as a sacrifice to the god of death?"

Who would have thought that Vivi smiled disdainfully.

"You are a bad guy who stole my vault. If you stay in this world, you will only make your bread more expensive!"

"Okay, Vivi." Harry stepped forward to stop Vivi and said, "You can't really use Gellert as a sacrifice? After all, he is your brother..."

"Hehe..." Vivi looked down at Harry and sat down next to him: "I never thought that you have such a good relationship with him - Saint Potter..."

Cassandra on the other side suddenly looked gloomy.

Saint Potter?

Isn't this the nickname I gave him?
"Of course, I didn't expect this stinky guy to be a decent sacrifice. I just..."

As she spoke, Vivi pulled out a necklace from Gellert's body. In the middle of the necklace was a green gem the size of an egg.

"This is an ancient Egyptian emerald necklace. It is said to be an ornament worn by Anubis, the Egyptian god of death." Weiwei handed the necklace to the God of Death, "Take a look."

Harry recognized the necklace at a glance. Wasn't that the one he and Vivi seized from the Ash Snake Party headquarters?

At least that's what the Fire Ash Snake leader said, but he wasn't interested in these things, so he put them in Vivi's vault.

Meanwhile, Vivi hugged Harry's arm.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked in a low voice.

"Replenish magic power." Vivi replied in a low voice.

The god of death took the necklace, took a quick look at it, nodded and said, "It is indeed the thing of Anubis's dog. It can barely be used as a sacrifice."

"Okay, now answer the first question." Lady Death glanced at Harry, "But before that, I still want to talk to you about Pappy Sweeting and her physical condition."

"What's wrong with her?" Harry asked quickly.

Vivi and Cassandra also looked up, trying to see what Lady Death had to say about Pappy.

Newt didn't dare to delay, he turned around and ran out quickly, shouting as he ran: "I'm going to find her!"

Soon, Pappy was brought back to the alchemy room by Newt. Pappy looked around like a curious baby, wondering what her nephew wanted to do.

"Hi, Harry, Vivi...Oh, and Cassandra." Pabbie greeted everyone one by one until she saw the Grim Reaper.

The moment he saw the Grim Reaper, Pabbie let out a whimper and quickly hid behind Harry who was sitting on the bench, revealing his little head to secretly look at the Grim Reaper.

"You...why are you here?" Pabbie asked in fear.

Harry froze.

Pabbi also knows the Grim Reaper?
"You are a very fast runner, second only to the French I met."

Death's words silenced both Pappy and Mr. Flamel.

Mr. Flamel now just wants to learn some time magic so that he can go back to World War II to teach his unworthy descendants a lesson.

Oh my God, you have brought shame upon France.

"If I were you, Miss Sweeting," said Death slowly, "I would be sticking to that Potter right now - just like Miss Malfoy and Miss Grindelwald. Don't you find it increasingly difficult to control the form of the Magic Magus?"

"Huh? Is that so?" Papi asked, stretching his head.

The Grim Reaper said nothing, but just gave her a speechless look.

You don’t know whether it exists or not, right?

"Let me talk about this matter." Mr. Flamel sighed: "Miss Sweeting should indeed have more contact with Harry. She really needs the help of the Philosopher's Stone."

"Yes."

Ms. Death finally smiled.

"But...it's really hard to choose, isn't it?"

It's really hard not to feel amused. Cassandra is sitting on Harry's left and Vivi is sitting on his right. Now Vivi is holding his arm to replenish his magic power, while Cassandra on the other side is still looking arrogant.

"Go ahead, Aunt Pappy!" Newt whispered to encourage Pappy.

Pabbie walked around in front of Harry and put away his horn.

She looked at Cassandra, only to find that one of Cassandra's hands was tightly gripping Harry's arm, and the expression on her face clearly showed that she was thinking - Impossible.

Forget it, she threw herself forward and landed in Harry's arms.

“Give me some—hehehe…give me some…”

“Hehehe…” She laughed triumphantly again: “Then it’s settled – from now on Cassandra will be on the left, Vivi will be on the right, and I’ll be in the middle…”

Just as Cassandra and Vivi were preparing to face the outside world together, Mr. Flamel suddenly spoke again.

"I have already told Miss Sweeting that a half-ghost like her can use the Philosopher's Stone to restore her body..."

Vivi, who was about to touch Pappy's chin, suddenly raised her head and asked uncertainly: "What did you say? Mr. Flamel? Pappy, is she a ghost?!"

Cassandra also looked at Mr. Flamel, she also wanted to know what was going on with Pappy.

However, Pabbie lowered his head and buried it in Harry's arms, not wanting to look up at the people in the room.

"I am sorry to have kept this secret from you for so long," said Mr. Flamel, with a tone of regret, "but it is true that Miss Sweeting had a problem with her Magicmagus practice, and is now stuck somewhere between a ghost and a unicorn."

"Is this true, Pappy?" Harry asked eagerly.

He lowered his head. He wanted to reach out and touch Pappy's head, but he found that both his hands were held in someone's arms and he couldn't move...

"Yes." Pappy lowered his head like a pony, bumping Harry's belly repeatedly, muttering, "Of course it's true, of course it's true... Really, I was going to let Mr. Flamel keep it a secret, but who would have thought he would be so unable to keep it a secret."

"I am doing this for your own good, Miss Sweeting," Mr. Flamel said in a leisurely tone. "This is indeed a matter that needs to be resolved urgently. Do you want to be trapped in the unicorn forever?"

"Pappy," said Vivi quietly, "is what Mr. Flamel said true?"

"Yeah." Pappy nodded, a flash of light passed through his body, and a beautiful Hufflepuff girl appeared in the same place.

It's a translucent ghost - you can see that it's obviously different from the ghosts in the school.

"It is very difficult to reshape a ghost's body," Mr. Flamel said with a smile, "but Miss Sweeting's situation is a little special. She can be said to be dead, but it is not quite accurate to say that she is dead... Miss Sweeting failed to become a Magic Magus because she did not have enough magic power, so the Philosopher's Stone can help her reshape her body."

"What about the others?" Harry thought of Sebastian.

"She is the only one who can," said Mr. Flamel regretfully.

Seeing Pabbie's ghostly appearance, Cassandra and Vivi had nothing to say.

Forget it...

One more of her wouldn't make much, one less of her wouldn't make much...

Besides, it's just a ghost, how can it be as threatening as Grindelwald/Malfoy?

Thinking of this, Vivi and Cassandra looked at each other again, and their eyes met in front of Harry...

"I think you should pay more attention to Pappy."

Harry felt a little breathless. After all, the pressure from both sides was too strong.

He felt as if he was in the strongest part of the storm, like a duckweed swaying in the wind, being torn apart by two wrestling hurricanes.

However, what Vivi didn't expect was that after pinching Harry for a while, Cassandra actually let him go on her own initiative.

"I think what Pott said is right," Cassandra turned her head and looked at Mr. Flamel. "Compared to absorbing some life energy, I think Pabby's current condition is what needs care - of course, I am not some shameless thief, I won't do this..."

She lowered her head and looked at Harry, whose arms were still being held by Vivi.

They were all deformed by Harry's arms!
"I stick to a half-grown child every day and even forget my good friends - after all, I don't have some special hobbies that I can't tell anyone about."

Then, without waiting for Vivi to counterattack, she asked Mr. Flamel, "Tell me about Pappy, Mr. Flamel - I think there are people in this room who need help more... Is this why she can't eat?"

"Yes," Mr. Flamel nodded, "but in order to reshape Miss Sweeting's body, some special methods are needed."

"What is it?" Harry asked, looking up.

At this time, Weiwei also let go of his arm.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)