The King of Flags at Hogwarts

"I'm only in second grade. That's why I need you to take me, a junior, through a different gate~~"

Holy crap, second grader, little sister, you're about the same age as Percy, okay? But I like it.

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Hogsmeade Village.

This is actually a very ordinary wizard village, and only a third-grade wizard would find it novel.

Just like now, Harry and Ron followed behind the three girls, looking around curiously at everything they saw.

"Want some alcohol? Real alcohol?" Poppy suddenly asked Jady and Hermione mysteriously.

Hermione's first reaction was to object, but she hesitated when she got to the point of speaking.

“If the alcohol content isn’t high, a little bit won’t hurt,” Jady said, showing no objection.

Bobby said to Hermione, "Just have a little drink to relax. This school year hasn't been easy for you."

Under Bobby's influence, the group turned into a side street next to the Central Avenue post office.

At that intersection, there was a small bar with a dilapidated wooden sign hanging on a rusty frame above the door. It depicted a severed pig's head, with bloodstains soaking through the white cloth wrapped around it.

Pig Head Bar.

"Bobby, I heard that the Three Broomsticks is where young wizards often go." Hermione looked at the Hog's Head pub's facade, somewhat frightened.

“Hermione,” Bobby said very seriously, “you won’t get any real alcoholic beverages there.”

Before Hermione could object, Bobby pulled the two girls into the shop.

As soon as he entered, Bobby shouted, "Grandpa Aberforth, I'm here!"

Today, Aberforth Dumbledore was sitting at the front desk himself, and when he saw Bobby enter, a smile appeared on his face.

"It's Bobby! Come in quickly, would you like fresh orange juice mixed with Mabrid again?"

Bobby sat down on the bar stool with practiced ease—she's now nearly five feet four inches (165 cm) tall, and the chair that used to be a struggle for her could now allow her to touch the ground with her feet.

She turned around and called to her friends, "Come on! What flavor do you want? This is Aberforth Dumbledore, our headmaster's younger brother. He has all flavors here."

Hermione and Jady were both taken aback. The headmaster's brother?

"Bobby, how many times have I told you, don't mention that person!"

"Okay, okay, but he's my teacher! You wouldn't kick me out just because I'm his student, would you?"

"Of course not. You are you, and he is he. I'm not that senile yet."

"boom!"

A loud bang was heard outside, followed by gasps of surprise from the crowd.

Then, explosions continued. An unknown spell hit the sign of the Pig Head Bar, blowing off half of the pig's head. The wooden sign fell to the ground with a clatter.

"They have the Dark Mark on them; they are Death Eaters!"

As someone recognized the Death Eaters, the commotion outside grew even greater and more chaotic.

Bobby pulled out his wand and calmly instructed the two girls, "You two stay here and don't go out."

She then looked at Aberforth.

The old man nodded, indicating that she could go without worry, as he was here.

Jade & Hermione: "Bobby, be careful!"

Bobby nodded slightly and rushed out of the bar.

Hogsmeade was in chaos, with panicked people running around and beams of light flying everywhere, some red and some green.

Chapter 83 The Hogsmeade Rebellion (Part 2)

Two wizards dressed in black cloaks walked towards us.

When they saw Bobby coming out of the Pighead Bar, they were all stunned for a moment, and then they turned around and ran away in perfect unison.

But since Poppy saw them, why would she let them escape?

With a light tap of her jade-like fingers, the two dark wizards, who had just transformed into black mist, were frozen in place. Their upper bodies were human, and their lower bodies were mist; frozen in ice, they were quite a work of art in terms of design.

Poppy didn't bother with any more words and unleashed her full power with Legilimency!

……

Harry! Their target is Harry Potter!

The mastermind behind this is... unknown! These are just two small fry from the Travers family. All that is known is that several families joined forces to plan this operation.

Bobby ignored the two and looked in the direction of Honeydukes Candy Shop. She vaguely remembered that when she parted ways with Harry, he and Ron were discussing buying some candy!

But before that—

"Take the God's Protection!"

A silver fin-shaped object leaped from the tip of the wand.

"Go and inform Master Dumbledore!"

The next moment, Poppy disappeared from the spot.

Chaos reigned outside Honeydukes Candy Shop, with various spells intertwined as the residents of Hogsmeade Village huddled together to fend off the Death Eaters' onslaught.

Bobby glanced at the scene and realized that they didn't actually need her help. These Death Eaters were really weak. If it weren't for Voldemort's intimidating reputation, the merchants and residents could have easily wiped them out with a single counter-attack.

Harry wasn't there. Bobby was frantic. The air beneath his feet surged, and he soared into the sky.

Floating in mid-air, Bobby took a deep breath (those who think of spewing dragon fire should go stand in the corner and reflect on their actions; there are innocent people below, and that's an atrocity even Voldemort wouldn't dare to commit), and muttered, "Calm down, calm down... Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..."

She had never felt anything like it before; her heart was pounding as if she were about to lose Harry.

Fortunately, her ability to see the flow of magic was a great help, and she spotted Harry near the Screaming Shack.

This kid is indeed quick-witted. Without knowing where his cousin was, his first thought was to ask his godfather for help.

Sirius Black had emerged from the shack and single-handedly held off the attack of six Death Eaters.

Bobby frowned. These Death Eaters were not much better than fifth or sixth graders. Their magical reserves were pitifully small, and the few Avada Kedavra they managed to unleash were merely for show.

Sirius strode forward, growing more and more confident with each fight. This was the first time he had ever fought anyone in over ten years since he was imprisoned in Azkaban!

Harry and Ron also saw through the true nature of these dark wizards, and joined the fray, wands in hand.

The large stick stuck in the front teeth shone brightly.

After dodging Sirius's barrage of magical attacks, the two Death Eaters were caught off guard and struck squarely by the modified front tooth stick, which had a slight tracking function.

The backward-growing front teeth instantly pierced their throats.

It's not that their companions didn't know how to use the curse to stop the bleeding, but the two who were affected were wearing hoods that covered their faces, so their companions couldn't detect anything unusual about them.

It's just like getting a big stick stuck in your front teeth, it won't kill you...

The two men let out terrifying hoarse sounds, collapsed to the ground in agony, and immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, Sirius looked at Harry and Ron in surprise.

"Is this a big stick stuck in your front teeth?"

Good heavens, Sirius clearly remembers the first time Harry saw him in human form, he was about to throw a big stick at him with his front teeth...

Only when the two men fell silent did their companion realize something was wrong. In that moment of distraction, two more men were knocked down by Sirius.

The two men were so frightened that they turned and ran, black mist emanating from their bodies—a characteristic of Voldemort's Death Eaters.

"Don't run!" Sirius shouted and chased after them. Harry and Ron exchanged a glance and chuckled foolishly.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared abruptly behind Harry, grabbed Harry's shoulder, and then disappeared with him.

Ron didn't see the black figure. He stood there dumbfounded. Where was Harry? Where was such a big Harry?

Sirius Black knocked down the fleeing Death Eater, turned around, and saw Ron circling around looking for something, but Harry was nowhere to be seen.

Before Sirius and Ron could react, Bobby had already appeared where Harry had disappeared.

She reached out her hand, sensed it briefly, and two breaths later, a look of delight appeared on her face. Following the phantom movement of the mysterious man in black, she tracked him down.

Sirius was extremely frustrated. If he hadn't rushed up, would Harry have been spared from being captured?

Meanwhile, Poppy followed the phantom of the man in black, and when she reappeared, she was in the small garden of a house.

This mansion has been in disrepair for many years and has been abandoned for a long time. Weeds grow wildly in the garden, and a large pot is burning with flames, and no one knows what is being cooked.

Around her was a group of Death Eaters dressed in black robes. At a glance, there were probably thirty or forty of them.

"Bobby Evans!"

"It's Bobby Evans!"

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!!"

These people were incredibly excited when they saw Bobby.

Bobby only needed a few breaths to figure everything out.

These people must be the pure-blood families that I cursed into bankruptcy, no wonder they are so agitated and want to kill me.

"Cousin Bobby!"

Harry was still being held by the shoulders by the mysterious man, and he was unable to move. The only thing he could do was call for help.

Bobby looked at the mysterious man behind Harry. This man possessed immense magical power, though far inferior to the three Dark Lords and himself, he was not to be underestimated. At least among the people Bobby knew, there were only a handful of people with such magical power.

If a sorcerer casts an Avada Kedavra, the person who is hit will die just the same way.

Bobby crushed the small button hidden on her body again, not because she couldn't win, but because she was worried about Harry getting hurt. Using the ultimate technique, Dumbledore's Summoning, at this moment was truly the perfect opportunity.

Poppy vanished from the spot and reappeared in the sky, where several bolts of lightning struck the Death Eaters randomly.

This surprise attack threw the Death Eaters into disarray. The dark wizards who weren't hit immediately started firing their wands wildly into the air. Their accuracy and power were far superior to those of the Death Eaters in Hogsmeade.