harry potter book of crimes

Nowadays, many people from the outside world have set their sights on the fog-shrouded UK... Well, to be more precise, they have set their sights on Weymouth, a port city at the southernmost tip of the UK, separated from France by only the English Channel.

Therefore, no one has noticed yet that on the night when the zombies attacked the port, Hogwarts Castle, which was damaged by the falling meteorite, finally welcomed another group of "guests".

Oh no, maybe it would be more appropriate to call them "former family".

"My lord Merlin...oh, how could Hogwarts...how could it have become like this?"

A rather old wizard, leaning on a cane, took the lead and stood on the broken bridge in front of the castle. Looking at the damaged and devastated castle in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh sadly.

Because Hogwarts is located on the mountains in the north, the terrain is very high, and it is far away from the south where the zombies were born, so there is not much fog. Even though it was still at night when they first arrived, through the deep night,

You can still see some of the castle.

It's a pity that they obviously don't want to see this sad and miserable scene at the moment.

"It must be Haierbo!" A middle-aged witch diagonally behind the old wizard also sighed, "Besides him, who else would come to destroy the school? In other words, who else could possess it?

Destroy the power here?"

"Alas," the old wizard shook his head, "Helpo... It seems that the hatred between us and him has greatly increased today."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the wand in his hand and waved his fingers gently towards the broken part of the bridge. The next moment, a large number of stone fragments were smashed and sank to the bottom of the river below, and immediately flew out of the water again, one piece after another.

The plots of land were put back together as they were.

Not long after, the Fort Qian Bridge, which had been broken by fragments of the meteorite, was repaired.

Obviously, wanting to restore such a large bridge by one person not only requires extremely excellent repair spell casting skills, but also requires a large amount of magic power. After the old wizard finished casting the spell, there were people behind him who couldn't bear it.

The resident praised it.

However, the old wizard just shook his head.

"What I can repair is just a surface," he said. "You have all been students who graduated from Hogwarts. You should know that this castle has retained a large number of protective spells since ancient times, and there are even

There are some magics that only ancient wizards can do... I think it may be impossible to really restore Hogwarts to its original state."

"Aslan, tell me...what if it's that MacLean?" The witch beside him couldn't help but ask after hearing what he said.

"Mr. McLean?" The old wizard named Aslan heard this and thought for a while, "I don't know, after all, I haven't really met him yet... When he was in the United States, I had the opportunity to meet him.

He met me once, but unfortunately I had other important matters at the time and missed that opportunity."

Since he has lived in the United States all year round, Aslan speaks with a strong American accent, but he is actually a British wizard through and through. Counting his age, he is only a few years younger than Dumbledore, and the two of them seem to have been together.

I have been a classmate for several years.

Of course, these are all things of the past to him. If he doesn't tell them, obviously not many people know about them.

"Let's go over and have a look!" Old Aslan paused with his crutch and walked straight forward along the newly repaired tunnel. "Even if it's just a 'surface', let's try to repair it as much as possible first! No matter what,

, these are the schools that once trained us!”

Yes, these wizards, both male and female, old and young, are almost all past graduates of Hogwarts. This disaster has hit the UK, and apart from some of the survivors who were originally in the UK,

There are even many wizards who spontaneously returned from abroad after the disaster.

For example, the gray-haired old wizard Aslan is the oldest and most senior among this large number of "returnee alumni".

Even though... he was born in Hufflepuff and had a low-key nature and a low reputation. After living for such a long time, only a few people knew a little about him.

Soon, the group of wizards who had come all the way to Hogwarts began to work on repairing the castle, and everyone became busy.

It wasn't until the sky in the east became slightly brighter and a messy sound of horse hooves came from outside the ruins of the castle that some people stopped what they were doing and looked outside the school gate one after another.

"A group of centaurs?"

"Well, that should be right."

"Maybe they were the ones who originally lived in the Forbidden Forest? You go outside and take a look first, and I'll go back and notify the old Sir and them."

Before he finished speaking, the wizard who spoke last immediately turned around and ran towards the interior of the castle.

The "old knight" he refers to is old Aslan. A long time ago, their family was also a large family that had close relations with Muggles, and even received titles and fiefs.

Of course, no one knows why he prefers others to call him that. After all, he just inherited this Muggle title which has no meaning in the modern British wizarding world.

"Centaurs?"

The wizard who heard the report told about the situation outside. Old Aslan, who was discussing follow-up plans with several other wizards, paused for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Okay, I understand... You continue to study the protective measures of the castle here, and I will go out to meet those centaurs."

Without knowing the actual reason at all, when wizards hear that there are horse people coming, what they will immediately think of is the astrology of the horse people. And things like this kind of prophecy and divination have never done anything good.

So to be honest, everyone is a little bit uneasy.

But soon, when Aslan walked out of the newly restored main entrance, he saw a strange scene of a centaur saluting and greeting several wizards who came up to him.

In the magical world, many wizards know that centaurs don't have much of a good impression of wizards, let alone letting them salute respectfully.

If nothing else, just by looking at the doubtful expressions on the faces of the wizards who were receiving the ceremony, we knew that they were very puzzled by this.

"How is this going?"

Old Aslan also stepped forward in confusion and asked.

"Old Sir," one of the wizards said immediately when he saw his appearance, "This Firenze said that they came to see what happened because they sensed our arrival. Because... they have been...

Stay near the castle and voluntarily guard the ruins for Mr. MacLean."