Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

The color scheme of the entire auditorium is golden and dotted with red.

There are no surprises this year.

Harry and Hermione didn't have to be distracted by other things and could focus on their studies. Even though the professors had restrained themselves, by the last day, Gryffindor still ranked second with nearly thirty house points.

The Quidditch Cup was also taken away by Gryffindor.

This year is a great year for Gryffindor.

Dumbledore stood up, took his wand, and tapped the cup lightly, making a tinkling sound, ripples of clear sound.

“We’re wrapping up another full school year.”

he said softly.

"Every September is my happiest day, when Hogwarts welcomes a new batch of students."

"But every June is the saddest day for me. Another group of students have to leave Hogwarts."

"When children grow up, they need to go out from home and explore the wider world outside."

"As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, I hope you can work in the field you love, start your own family, and have a happy life."

"But as Albus Dumbledore."

"I would like to say that Hogwarts is your forever home."

He took a deep breath, raised his wand, and waved it lightly.

"Okay, let's do the final summary."

Golden words poured out.

"First place, Gryffindor, 493 points."

"Second place, Slytherin, 468 points."

"Third place, Hufflepuff, 451 points."

"Fourth place, Ravenclaw, 449 points."

Dumbledore raised his hand: "Let us celebrate Gryffindor."

Harry raised his wand, summoned his Patronus, and flew over the Gryffindor table.

"What are you going to do after graduation?" Ron asked enthusiastically, "I might be an Auror?"

"Kingsley is the minister now! Percy is said to be getting promoted again."

Neville gnawed on a pumpkin pie: "The Ministry of Magic has invited me many times and wants me to be an Auror, but I want to stay at Hogwarts. Professor Sprout thinks I can be a good teaching assistant. "

They turned their attention to the other two people.

Hermione tilted her head: "Harry and I plan to go to university to further our studies, get a degree and then think about the future."

"Oh, you still need to study?" Ron said dryly, having difficulty understanding the brain circuits of these two people.

Harry smiled and stared at the bread in his hand.

"Of course, before that, I have to actually graduate."

Several people at the table were stunned.

Real graduation?

Isn't it already?

Harry didn't explain anything and put the buttered bread into his mouth.

Three days later.

Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.

In front of the curtain that symbolized death, in addition to the officials of the Department of Mysteries, there were four people standing.

Dumbledore, Snape, Harry and Hermione.

"Albus, can't you go?" Harry turned to look at him.

Dumbledore shook his head: "I guess I'm not prepared."

He stared at the windless cloth strip with some hesitation in his eyes. He didn't know how to face those people who died due to his own reasons.

Harry held out his hand and Dumbledore handed over the Elder Wand.

As he took it, he looked at Hermione: "It's very dangerous there, you don't have to go."

Hermione said nothing, just held Harry's hand tightly.

Harry took out the invisibility cloak, put it on the three of them, passed through the curtain, and stepped into the desolate land.

They walked forward to the Resurrection Stone to lead the way.

Following the previous experience, they would replenish food and water every once in a while.

All human creations have lost their effect here.

The watch given by Hermione stopped spinning, and the hour and minute hands stayed at the moment when they first entered this place.

The body is not tired and the senses are not dull.

Just walk like this until you reach that door.

A lonely elder door standing in the wilderness.

Harry took out his wand and poked it into the lock.

Click——

The mechanical lock was unscrewed, and he stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open.

Behind the door was not the endless wilderness, nor the world of the Underworld as Harry expected, but a room.

A house that looked very familiar to me.

This is the old Potter house.

"What did you see?" Harry turned around and asked the two of them without rushing in.

Snape said succinctly: "Your home."

Hermione's answer was the same: "Potter House?"

It's exactly the same as what I saw. Is it because the Elder Wand is in my hand?

He took a deep breath and walked in.

Hermione and Snape followed.

The coldness that was born in the body and mind when touching the door completely dissipated the moment he stepped over the threshold, and a sense of warmth came over him.

In the house, two people came out.

One has black hair and amber eyes, and one has red hair and green eyes.

who are they?

The three of them knew it very well.

"Harry?" Lily Potter looked at the three visitors, her eyes fell on the black-haired boy with cat eyes, and she couldn't pull away, her voice filled with incredible surprise.

"It's me." Harry nodded.

His voice was a bit stuck, and it was difficult to pronounce the two words: "Dad, Mom."

Lily Potter's eyes were red and she rushed over to hug Harry.

James Potter stood behind him, staring at Harry with complicated eyes.

He never thought that he would see his child one day.

"You look a lot like James."

"How old is such a tall man? There is no time in the underworld. We don't know how many years have passed outside."

Harry answered her: "Just graduated from Hogwarts."

"Have you graduated?" Lily looked at his face carefully, "What's that scar about?"

"Professor Snape left it behind," Harry said softly.

Snape?

The name was unexpected.

The two of them turned their heads and finally noticed Snape, who was standing at the door trying to make his presence as invisible as possible.

"Severus." Lily pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "You"

Snape took a deep breath.

He had never found it so difficult to speak. It was as if there was no air in the underworld. The huge cavity tightly wrapped himself, and even breathing became hot and difficult.

"Li"

After spitting out only one syllable, he got stuck.

Such a title is obviously inappropriate.

Snape took another deep breath: "Mrs. Potter, it cost me an arm to leave that little scar on his face."

James clapped his hands and shouted happily: "Oh, Harry, well done!"

"When was it done?"

Harry answered him: "When you graduate from third year."

"How?" James asked curiously, "Sneak attack?"

Snape sneered: "Is this all the stupid arrogant man has in his mind?"

"Potter is more capable than you."

"He defeated me head-on."

James puffed up his chest proudly: "As expected of my son."

"But you have failed to fulfill the responsibilities of a father." Snape said bluntly.

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly dropped to freezing point.