Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 209 Weiwei's Night Attack

It should be said that Cassandra's words were a complete blow to these two people.

Not only Snape could not accept this statement from the old couple, but Sirius too.

From the moment these two people met, they had an attitude of dislike for each other, and both wished the other would die.

Sirius felt disgusted by being associated with Snape, and Snape felt disgusted by being associated with Sirius.

The two of them almost simultaneously decided in their hearts that they would stay away from each other in the future, just to avoid Miss Malfoy saying anything shocking again.

Fortunately, among the people present, only Lupin would occasionally tease Sirius, but the current occasion was obviously not very appropriate, so he didn't say anything.

If James were here, he would definitely confirm Cassandra's words.

One is to disgust the snotty-smelling people, and the other is to amuse their good buddies.

There is nothing in the world that makes people happier than killing two birds with one stone.

Dumbledore didn't say anything in a hurry, but looked at Sirius and Snape with a smile.

It wasn't that he was hurt, he just thought it was fun to watch the fun.

Seeing that they didn't speak for a long time, Dumbledore cleared his throat and asked, "So, can anyone tell me what happened just now? Miss Grindelwald only told me in the letter that she needed truth serum and mentioned that there were traces of Voldemort here. As for other things, I don't know."

Everyone turned their attention to Harry, but the specific story still needed to be told by Harry himself.

"...That's basically the situation." Harry pushed up his glasses and said to Dumbledore, "Obviously, Voldemort seems to have a way to connect his consciousness with mine - as for how it's done, I don't know either."

Dumbledore looked at Harry with interest and stroked his beard.

If Harry was still the original third-grade Harry, then Dumbledore would probably have to figure out what was going on and what to do.

But the problem is that this Harry is the old schoolmate from a hundred years ago, and Dumbledore doesn't seem to be that...

"Perhaps you should practice Occlumency," Dumbledore suggested. "I believe that if you can seal your brain, you will be able to block Voldemort's consciousness from invading... Maybe he hasn't realized what's going on yet, but when he does, he may start from this aspect..."

"Kill me?" Harry asked.

"No, control you." Dumbledore said after a pause: "I don't know how he did it, but this is just a guess."

Harry always felt as if he had thought of something, but it seemed to have suddenly drifted away from his sight.

At this moment, Snape slowly turned his head, glanced at Harry, and turned back quickly.

Seeing Snape's expression, Sirius was about to say something sarcastic - but then he thought of Cassandra's words, and he looked as if he had eaten a fly, and lowered his head in a depressed tone.

Forget it, let the snot spirit go.

"As for the house-elf..." Dumbledore said after thinking for a moment, "I think he is under the control of Tom's Imperius Curse..."

"Tom?" Sirius asked curiously, "Who is Tom?"

Harry drew his wand and wrote the hissing words in mid-air with a spell.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle."

He then reversed the order of the letters and spelled "I am Lord Voldemort".

Sirius slowly opened his mouth. He had never expected that this Tom Riddle was actually Voldemort...

And most importantly, there is no one with the last name Riddle in the pure-blood family.

This made Sirius stomp his feet as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Oh my God, Voldemort is not a pure-blood wizard?!" Sirius exclaimed in astonishment.

"Of course he's not." Harry spread his hands and told Sirius about Voldemort's parents' love.

Finally, he concluded: "If you ask me, that Merope Gaunt is really not a good person-"

"Indeed, a scum like this deserves to die a hundred times!"

Sirius seemed to have put himself in the shoes of poor Mr. Riddle, and goose bumps were dancing wildly on his skin.

He looked at Snape again. Although he didn't say anything, Snape still read the sarcasm from Sirius' expression.

"The Voldemort you follow is such a bastard?"

But after thousands of words, Sirius finally turned them into one sentence.

"I think I should tell my mother about this, so that she knows what the Black family followed in the first place."

"Oh no, you're so mean." Hermione said, fanning her nose. "But I also think we should talk to her and let her de-enchant Voldemort."

"But Kreacher is very weak now," Lupin pulled back his divergent thoughts in time, "If you want to ask questions, it's best to let him recover first, such as drinking some tonic... After all, he is so weak, it would be bad if the truth serum caused any problems."

"Leave this matter to me and Dumbledore." Snape said greasy, "Don't worry, I won't hurt your Black elf——"

After saying that, Snape looked at Lupin.

The meaning is very clear, you lead the way!
Lupin smiled gently at everyone and said to them, "I'm going to take them both to see Kreacher first. You guys sit here for a while."

"I'll arrange a room for you first." Sirius said to them: "Come on, come with me--"

They walked up the stairs. It should be said that the Black family's house was very large, so at least it was not a problem to allocate a room to each person.

"I have no objection!" Walburga's portrait shouted. "I have no objection to Mr. Potter living in the master bedroom!"

"Thank you, ma'am," Harry said with a polite nod.

This made Walburga very happy. Even Pabbie, a ghost, was assigned a room; and Harry and the others, even if they were not assigned the master bedroom, there was enough room for each of them.

Weiwei didn't say anything, but her expression clearly showed that she was going to cause trouble.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Sirius came out dancing with a crumpled piece of parchment.

"Harry, Harry," he said joyfully, "look what I have found—look."

Harry took the parchment. It was a handwritten letter in beautiful handwriting. It read:

Dear Padfoot:
Thank you, thank you for Harry's birthday present! This is his favorite toy. He is only one year old and he is already flying around on his toy broom. He looks so happy. I attached a photo for you to see. You know the little broom can only be two feet off the ground, but Harry almost killed the kitten and almost broke an ugly vase that Petunia gave me for Christmas (not complaining). Of course, James thought it was hilarious and said this kid will be the next Quidditch star, but we had to put away all the decorations and keep an eye on him while he flew.

We had a very quiet birthday tea, with only old Bathilda there, who was always so kind to us and doted on Harry. I'm sorry you couldn't come, but the Order comes first, and Harry's too young to know how to celebrate his birthday! James is a bit depressed here, he tries not to show it, but I can see it - the Invisibility Cloak is still with Dumbledore, so he can't get out. He would be so happy if you could come. Bugs was here last weekend, and I thought he was down, but that might have been because of the news about the McKinnons. I cried all night when I heard that, too.

Bathilda comes over often. She's a funny old lady and tells me stories about Dumbledore that are beyond imagination. I wonder if he would be happy to hear them! To be honest, I don't know how much to believe. It's hard to believe Dumbledore.

Lily

Harry felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He had never thought that he would be able to see a handwritten letter from his mother.

This was the first time he had been this close to his mother since he could remember, except for the memories in the Pensieve.

He read the letter again. Just staring at the words was enough to satisfy him.

"looking at what?"

Vivi came closer and pressed against Harry's back, her warm, orchid-like breath caressing Harry's neck.

But Harry didn't care about the beauty behind him at all. In his eyes, there was only this handwritten letter from his mother.

"Oh, it's Lily's letter." Vivi reached out and rubbed Harry's hair, but didn't say anything else. She just stood behind him and accompanied him to read the letter.

Sirius took a deep breath when he heard Vivi address Lily.

A naturally evil Slytherin girl!

Oh, he actually called her Lily directly...

No, I must get the Resurrection Stone! Let Lily see what kind of woman Harry has chosen as his daughter-in-law!
Lily must be made to realize the evil of this Slytherin girl!
"This is a handwritten letter from my mother."

After a long moment, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyes and said, "I have never read a letter she wrote. The closest I ever got to her was when I saw her in the Pensieve..."

"You've seen her in the Pensieve?" Sirius asked suspiciously, then said suddenly, "Oh, I see. It was that time by the Black Lake, right? The time when Fork and I hung up the old Snotlout to look at his dirty underwear - hey, you don't know, the old Snotlout really lost face, and that was the beginning of his complete break with Lily..."

"I remember that he went to the Gryffindor common room to find Lily later, but was scolded by Lily -"

"Lily is not that kind of person, Mr. Black." Vivi said with a smile: "Your statement is a bit exaggerated. She is just politely drawing a line between herself and Professor Snape -"

"How do you know?" Sirius asked, leaning back tactically.

Vivi hugged Harry from behind, with her chin resting on Harry's left shoulder, and gave Sirius a playful smile.

"you guess?"

Even if he beat Sirius to death, he would never have thought that Lily told Vivi about this in person.

"They have a cat." Harry sighed and said to Vivi, "Did you see it? It says that when I was a kid I almost killed a cat while riding a broomstick... Really, I don't know where this cat is. I didn't see it in Voldemort's memory. Maybe it ran away?"

"It's not impossible." Sirius said, "But the cat ran away. I don't like it. Even though Lily was so nice to it, it would still get angry with Lily. It almost scratched her once."

"If it was my cat, perhaps it would have been taken away by the god of death." Vivi snorted.

"Took away by Death?" Harry asked, tilting his head.

"Don't you understand this?" Sirius said in a shocked voice: "A Slytherin as evil as her will definitely use Avada Kedavra on that poor cat!"

"What else?" Weiwei smiled and rubbed Harry's cheek with her nose. "The Avada Kedavra spell does not cause any pain to the person under the spell. Isn't this a kind of humanitarianism?"

Sirius suddenly choked on these words.

What she said made a lot of sense, and I was speechless...

"This spell is very evil!" Sirius tried to save his dignity, "It can only be cast with murderous intent..."

"Otherwise, do you still have to pretend to be love and peace?" Weiwei looked at him in confusion, "You are a Black after all, do you still need me to teach you this truth?"

Sirius took a deep breath...

"Little Worm?" Harry interrupted the argument between Sirius and Vivi, "Are you talking about the traitor here? Peter Pettigrew... I saw it in my mother's memory. She liked to call him Little Worm, and she also liked to call you Banban-"

Sirius's expression softened at Harry's words.

"That's true." He nodded and said, "We all liked him very much at the time...well, what Lemmy said was right, Lily did raise four sons - me, James, and you, and the other one is that shameful traitor..."

"Perhaps he had already betrayed my parents at that time." Harry sighed and said, "I saw that he looked depressed. I think he must be depressed because of this matter - he was afraid that his mother would find out that he had joined the Dark Lord, so he looked depressed, right?"

"In fact, that traitor had already surrendered to the Dark Lord before you were born." Sirius said viciously, "But none of us thought that he would betray James and Lily! But he obviously won't be hurt! We never let him participate in any battle... We know he is a coward..."

Sirius couldn't control his emotions when he mentioned Peter Pettigrew. He pounded the wall and cursed, then turned and walked towards his bedroom - it seemed as if he wanted to erase any trace of Peter Pettigrew.

And Vivi didn't pay any attention to Sirius, her mind was full of planning the night attack tonight -

Cassandra and Harry's Occlumency practice must be spiced up a bit! she thought with relish.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)