Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 239 Cassandra: You still remember your identity, Pot?
What is Dumbledore carrying?
Oh……

Harry looked closely but couldn't make out what it was.

Dumbledore did not stay in the hall for long. Instead, he carried the two things straight through the hall and went upstairs from the back.

"What on earth is that in his hand?" Ron asked in a low voice, "Why do I feel like it's not something serious?"

"Keep your voice down, Ron." Hermione nudged Ron's ribs twice with her elbow. "Do you want to be punished for bad-mouthing professors again? You think it's not enough to have Professor Snape watching you, right?"

Ron always listened to Hermione's advice, and this time he didn't even bother to argue and chose to keep silent.

That's very true. If you offend Professor Snape, you can just deduct points, but you want to leave after offending the headmaster?

"Perhaps this is something that Professor Dumbledore is preparing for." Neville guessed, "But this has little to do with us. What we need to worry about now is the homework left by Professor Snape."

"Yeah." Ron said with emotion: "Snape, the old...old professor, actually gave us so much homework, it's really..."

At this point, Ron quickly changed his words.

"You really care about our studies."

When he finished speaking, Ron raised his head cautiously and happened to meet Snape's eyes.

He shuddered subconsciously and tightened his shirt, trying to dispel the chill brought by looking into Professor Snape's eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked concernedly.

"Nothing, just a shiver." Ron replied in a very low voice.

After a while, Dumbledore came out again and announced the champion of the new year's house cup.

There was no surprise that the House Cup went to Gryffindor again this year. Even if Professor Snape couldn't afford to play, it was useless.

Although the Gryffindors were numb to the matter of winning the house cup for two consecutive years, they still gave a warm round of applause, especially the first-year Gryffindor students.

After one last party, they left school and boarded the train home.

On the train ride home, they happily shared the latest news, such as Percy passing the highest level NEWTs, and George and Fred barely collecting all the OWLs certificates.

The twins were also speaking sarcastically to Percy, which clearly meant that the gold content of Percy's highest level was not as high as theirs.

"How are you, Cedric?" Harry asked Cedric with concern.

"Oh, I did fine." Cedric smiled brightly, "My scores were similar to those of George and Fred, so I managed to pass the exam without any major problems."

"Just stop it!" One of the twins picked his nose, and the other held his head. "You got 'O' in every test! Do you know what this means? Our top student Percy also got 'O'!"

"But you have to be clear," Ron said, scratching the back of his head. "I don't think Cedric deserves more than an 'O'. He deserves better."

"It depends on what you said..."

Ron's praise made Cedric a little shy, but the twins didn't care about that. They followed their brother in praising Cedric loudly, praising him to the heavens.

Anyway, if they can get on Percy's nerves, the Geminis are more than happy to help.

Harry was very happy to see these lively people chatting here, and when the witch pushing the tea cart came, he bought himself a big lunch, although there was no chocolate in it.

"I still don't understand why you like chocolate bread so much." Ron said loudly while chewing Super Blow bubble gum.

"Because chocolate tastes good," was all Harry could say.

"Harry," said Hermione, looking back suddenly, "what's that outside your window?"

Harry turned and looked outside. Just above the window pane there was a small grey object bouncing in and out of view.

He tilted his glasses down a little, trying to see what it was - a little owl with a letter that was too big for it.

The owl was so small that it kept somersaulting in the air, bouncing this way and that in the train's backward draft.

"Hurry up and open the window!" Hermione was a little anxious: "What if it gets caught by the train?!"

Harry quickly lowered the window, stretched out his arm, and snatched up the owl as deftly as if it were a fluffy golden snitch.

The owl dropped the letter on Harry's seat and then began to soar steeply up the carriage, obviously pleased with its mission accomplished.

Hedwig moved her mouth solemnly and narrowed her large eyes to show her displeasure with the little messenger.

The same thing happened to Jack the parrot. His head began to sway from side to side and his mouth opened, as if he was trying to bite the owl.

Ron noticed this and grabbed the little owl, holding it in his hands to keep it out of harm's way.

"Whose letter is it from?" Ron asked curiously.

"It's from Vivi." Harry took the letter out of the envelope. "I don't know why she didn't let the phoenix deliver the letter, but had to trouble a little owl like this..."

"Oh." He read it again and again, and under everyone's curious gaze, he said to them: "Vivi said in the letter that she has successfully joined the Austrian Ministry of Magic, and will come to the UK to watch the game during the Quidditch World Cup with the Austrian Minister of Magic..."

"Eh?" Hermione said happily: "Vivi has joined the Ministry of Magic? This is really good news... I think I should write her a letter to congratulate her..."

"Um,"

Harry dug into the envelope and pulled out a badge with Austrian German written on it and handed it to Hermione.

"This is what Vivi prepared for you. Of course... She seems to have only prepared a gift for you, and asked me to tell you that she sincerely invites you to work at the Austrian Ministry of Magic after graduation."

"Really? Wow!"

Hermione happily took the badge, held it in her palm and looked at it carefully for a long time, then said with some regret: "I really want to work with Vivi, but it's a pity - I can't leave the UK, after all, my parents are still in the UK."

"Let's talk about it after graduation. We are only in the third year now." Ron said on the side.

"It's the fourth year when school starts." Hermione said, shaking her head.

"The letter also said that Miss Farley from Slytherin also went to Austria with Vivi and successfully joined the Austrian Ministry of Magic." Harry put the letter down and said to them with a smile, "It looks really good. Fortunately, Vivi also has some acquaintances there, so she won't be bullied..."

Being bullied? Hermione showed a worried look, but the others in the box looked as if they had seen a ghost.

No, do you think a guy named Grindelwald would be bullied by someone from the Austrian Ministry of Magic?

Thank God for that. I don't know when the Austrian Ministry of Magic became so capable.

"Compared to these, you should be more concerned about whether the people from the Austrian Ministry of Magic will be bullied by her." The Weasley twins said in a low voice.

Why in a low voice?

Among them is Miss Grindelwald’s boyfriend, and the other is Miss Grindelwald’s little fan girl. Who knows which of these two will leak what they are saying?
If Miss Grindelwald knew about this, she would not know what death is.

Harry paid no attention to the conversation between the twins; all he could think about was how he would fight back against Vivi's invisible Legilimency when he saw her.

I must make her call me master a few times! Harry thought viciously in his heart.

"By the way, have you agreed to meet at the Black Mansion?" Fred suddenly said, "I remember that baby Ronnie went to the Black Mansion with you guys during the Christmas holidays, right? I heard that it's very interesting there... So, can we go with you?"

"Of course." Harry agreed with a smile. He didn't consider himself an outsider in the Black mansion at all.

Having said that, he is, after all, Sirius Black's godson, so by rounding it off, isn't the Black mansion also his home?
Of course, Harry never felt that Black House was his.

"Cool!" The twins smiled expectantly. "Dad said he could get some tickets for the Quidditch World Cup. He wrote to us before boasting about knowing Ludo Bagman. Of course, we also think he might actually know such a person... I hope he can get a few more tickets."

"I'm really worried that he won't have enough tickets," said Ron pessimistically. "If there aren't enough tickets, maybe one of us won't be able to go to the Quidditch game - I think I'll be one of them."

"How could that be?" The Weasley twins giggled and grabbed Ron's shoulders. "I don't think you'll be the first. There are two of us ahead of you in line - of course, if I give you twenty Galleons, can this matter be covered up?"

"Then I can pretend there is no Quidditch World Cup," Ron said righteously.

Twenty Galleons!
What Quidditch World Cup? I'm really not familiar with it, okay?
"But what makes Dad feel most sorry is that you don't live with your uncle and aunt anymore." Ron said suddenly, "You know, Dad is very interested in everything about Muggles, such as TV, telephone, various electronic devices, refrigerators and the like - what is a refrigerator, I have never understood what it means."

"Honestly, I never understood why such a word was used. It makes people completely confused about what it means." Harry spread his hands and said, "Of course, this thing is used to refrigerate food to prevent it from spoiling... You should know that although Muggles don't have magic, their science is also magic in a sense."

"Cool." Ron grinned.

"If your father wants to learn about Muggle things, maybe you can have him come to my house." Hermione made an invitation. "My father actually likes your father very much. I think the two of them should be able to find something in common."

"Speaking of your father." Harry suddenly asked, "I remember last time they said they were going to China to buy a house, right? What about now? What are they going to do now?"

"Oh, he wrote to me before saying he wanted to invest in something... Anyway, I didn't remember it." Hermione shrugged and said, "I don't ask too much about what he does. After all, I don't know much about economics."

"There are actually things that Miss Know-It-All doesn't know?" The twins showed an interested look.

"Even God is not omniscient and omnipotent." Hermione hit her thigh with the palm of her hand and said something that was extremely outrageous in the eyes of Muggles.

The train continued to rumble forward, and just as they were about to arrive at King's Cross Station, there was a knock on the door of the compartment.

The door was opened by Hermione, and outside was Cassandra.

"Miss Malfoy," Hermione greeted politely.

"Hello, Miss Granger."

Cassandra gave him an impeccable smile, then looked at Harry.

"Potter?" she said, "Come out with me for a moment. I have something to tell you."

After saying that, she turned and walked to the side.

When Cassandra disappeared from the door and Harry stood up, a burst of "yooooooo" sounds came from the carriage.

"Potter, come out with me for a moment~" Fred imitated Cassandra's tone and expression vividly, and... well, it was a bit similar.

However, the pride that Cassandra exudes from her bones is not something Fred can imitate.

"Hey, don't be a scholar."

Harry looked helplessly at the twins who were laughing together, then walked out.

Following the direction Cassandra left, Harry walked to the connection of the carriages and finally saw Cassandra standing there, staring out the window in a daze.

"What's wrong, Cath?" Harry asked with concern.

"You have to go back to Malfoy Manor with me." Cassandra said coldly, "This is the agreement we made, do you understand?"

"Ah, this..."

Harry wanted to refute, but after seeing the subtle expectation in Cassandra's eyes, he swallowed the words back.

"Okay, I'll go back with you." He said straightforwardly, "But before that, I need to inform the Godfather. After all, he is still waiting for me at the Black Mansion."

Hearing Harry agree, Cassandra's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

"Hmm." She hummed, "It seems that you haven't forgotten the agreement between us, my little follower - then, it's settled. When the train stops at the platform, you will go back with me."

This feeling is like going back to the old days.

Harry sighed in his heart and bowed like he did before.

"Understood, Miss Malfoy."

However, he did not hear Cassandra's answer and waited a long time.

He looked up and saw Cassandra looking at him with complicated eyes.

When their eyes met, Cassandra's lips suddenly curled up.

"You actually still remember your identity, Pote?"

(End of this chapter)