Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

He thought it was just a soul fragment.

In terms of magic or symbolic meaning, it is the "bridge" that connects itself with Voldemort, and the soul itself is unconscious.

Now it seems that it is very likely not the case.

Although I often sang with Snape, scolded the little old man, doubted his mind, but never doubted his attainments in magic.

Even Harry often felt that he still underestimated his ability now.

There was such a big change in his face.

Things could be worse than expected.

Go back to the lounge.

Some food appeared out of thin air on the long table, including Ron's favorite lamb chops and chicken legs, several large cups full of steaming chocolate, and a bottle of whiskey.

But a few people were not in the mood to eat.

"Harry, Ginny, she..." Ron frowned, clutching his wand. He didn't know why he was holding it, but instinctively felt that it would be more reassuring.

Harry shook his head, "She's fine."

"It's the Oblivion Curse." Percy's face was grim. "Maybe there might be an Imperius Curse."

"I don't know how many memories that person has deleted. The powerful forgetting spell will have strong side effects."

He waved his wand, examining Ginny closely.

"Harry, do you have any tranquilizers?"

Harry reached into the Sorting Hat, took out a bottle of potion, and put it on the table.

"Thank you." Percy brought it over and asked Ginny to drink.

"Percy, don't worry, at least Ginny hasn't become like that." Fred grimaced, trying to make the atmosphere lively.

"If she becomes like that, Mom will hang us up," Percy responded impatiently. "And so will Dad, you think of the goblins in the house."

Brother Weasley sighed.

"Saint Mungo's going to fix Ginny," George reassured.

Percy glared at it.

Fred paused: "Perhaps St. Mungo's examination revealed that the little girl is very healthy, but the Weasley family is too poor and a little malnourished."

"But the seven years at Hogwarts will make her fat."

Ginny twisted her face. She was sad and panicked now, but Fred's words made the corners of her mouth rise, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Percy gave them an angry look: "You guys are still a little bit useful."

He picked up a cup of hot chocolate and stuffed it into Ginny's hand: "Have some more of this."

"I remember that kid from the Malfoy family seems to have stayed in school too?" George said suddenly.

Ron's eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Yes, I saw him during lunch!"

"Then we..." Fredella said in a long tone.

Percy shook his head. "You can't get into the Slytherin common room."

"A month ago the password was fangs, and before that it was opal. I don't know what to change it to now, but you can try." Harry said, suggesting.

"Professor Snape will find out!" Percy patted the table lightly.

Harry took out the Invisibility Cloak.

Percy's voice began to hesitate: "But Slytherin is not just Malfoy, if you use a spell..."

Slytherin had senior students left, and he didn't think his three younger brothers could beat them in the past.

Harry took out a bottle of rotten gray potion: "Diarrhea potion."

Fred opened his arms and embraced enthusiastically: "Harry, you are amazing!"

Harry raised his foot, preventing him from moving forward: "I'm not used to hugging men."

"Ginny?" George turned around, tentatively calling his sister's name.

Percy raised his wand and aimed it at them, his eyes growing dangerous.

George snapped and turned his head away.

"But I don't recommend you to go now." Harry put the things away, only showing them a glance, "Voldemort's thing fell into someone's hands..."

The whole room trembled.

"Harry, actually..." Percy said tactfully, "You can call the mysterious man differently, not everyone is like you."

"Well, Tom is very dangerous. I don't know if he will continue to do it. It's just to vent his breath and not take such a big risk. At least he is not in a hurry now." In the middle, put the sorting hat back on his waist.

"Tom?" the Weasley brothers moaned softly, "Tom Riddle?"

Harry looked sideways: "You know the name?"

"In the first grade, it left a deep impression on us." Fred nodded. "We were not mature enough at that time, and Filch could easily catch pranks."

"Professor McGonagall will send us to the trophy room to take care of the trophies that Filch doesn't want to take care of." George echoed, with a sly smile, "Maybe he hasn't found out yet, we put a Slater Lin's college cup is made of chocolate."

Percy stared round: "You guys are really great... I mean, it would be too bad if the professor found out."

"The man named Tom Riddle is just as good as Harry, and he even has his own trophy—the Special Contribution Award to the School." Fred continued, "Is he the mysterious man?"

Harry nodded.

"I thought he would have a more special name." George frowned, his voice trembling, but his nature prompted him to utter the words with difficulty, "such as Balor, Mordred Category."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head triumphantly.

To speak ill of Voldemort behind his back is no small feat.

"But you still don't dare to say his name." Harry hit the nail on the head.

George immediately hung his head in frustration.

Ginny couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

George was a little embarrassed: "Oh, my dear sister, are you so happy to see your brother making a fool of himself?"

"You bullied her a lot at home, she should be happy." Fred said seriously.

George was surprised: "Percy? Are you infected by Percy?"

"Fred, how dare you tell me?"

"I'm George." Fred continued solemnly.

They fought and fought, and finally chose to turn Ron's thesis into a paper sword, and launched a fierce duel of life and death, and the smile on Ginny's face gradually bloomed.

until late at night.

Professor McGonagall came to pick them up and lead them to the headmaster's office.

"Ginny." As soon as he entered the door, a figure rushed towards him. Harry was so nervous that he almost pulled out his sword.

It was Mrs. Weasley, who hugged her little daughter tightly, tears welling up: "You scared mother."

"I'm fine." Ginny struggled, looking at Harry from time to time, "Mom, don't do this."

Seeing how energetic she was, Arthur's tone gradually relaxed: "When Dumbledore told me, I was taken aback. Come with us and visit St. Mungo."

Ginny obediently agreed.

"Dad, I'm going too." Percy stood up.

Arthur shook his head: "No, you have to stay, there is Dumbledore here, as long as you stay in the lounge obediently and don't run around, you will be safe."

As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Harry.

Percy also looked back, and his eyes stayed on Harry for a few seconds: "I will protect my brothers."

Although Harry may not need to protect himself.

They went into the fireplace, read out the address, and disappeared, consumed by the flames.

"A bad news, the book was not found?" Harry looked at Dumbledore expressionlessly, and said for him what he might say.

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