Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Chapter 109 I Have Greeted (First update, please subscribe~)

"December 31st, the last day of the year." Dumbledore also looked out of the window, the raindrops made the glass hazy, and even the room seemed to be filled with misty atmosphere.

Harry's tone was heavy: "So, he will come back? When the snow is falling."

In the prophecy, it says "he will be set free."

Obviously, it won't be in the form of a remnant soul like in the first grade.

Dumbledore comforted him: "Don't worry, at least Trelawney didn't say it was this winter, and..."

Speaking of which, he paused.

"Prophecy is symbolic."

"Perhaps, the heavy snow she mentioned is not really referring to winter."

Harry's heart tightened.

If the heavy snow does not refer to winter, is it hoarfrost?

But he is just an ordinary demon hunter, so how could those people chase after him, and he still has no idea about the change of the timeline.

"What does the red-haired crow refer to?" Harry asked, he was also very concerned about this issue, the Weasley family was already very unlucky, if it had anything to do with them...

With a wave of Dumbledore's hand, a book fell into his hand: "Young people nowadays really rarely read fairy tales."

"Have you ever heard of the Three Madonnas of Matrone?"

Harry shook his head.

"Those are the three goddesses in ancient mythology." Dumbledore introduced, flipping through the book in his hand, and soon stopped on one of the pages, and three portraits popped up.

They are all red-haired and heroic, sitting astride a horse.

"In ancient mythology, they can all be transformed into crows."

"The one in the middle is Morrigan, the elder of the three goddesses. She once appeared beside King Arthur as Morgan Le Fay. She is honored as the goddess of nemesis."

"The one on the left is the goddess Macha. She is the god of magic and also holds the authority over fate and war."

"The last one is the goddess Niman, who is the embodiment of viciousness and fear."

Harry shook his head: "It doesn't sound like a good idea."

Dumbledore nodded in agreement: "Although it is impossible to determine which of the three goddesses the red-haired crow is referring to, or whether it is pointing to their three combined goddess Baibokahe."

"But I guess, this sentence should mean that fate has changed."

He looked up, meeting Harry's eyes.

Everything starts from these "cat's eyes" and becomes completely different.

"Have you asked the Seer's old lover?" Harry asked, "She may have some insight."

Dumbledore nodded, his tone erratic: "I will, if I still don't have a clue."

He was afraid that Harry would continue to dwell on this topic, so he turned to a new topic: "Recently, Lupine is asking the house elves to find something. Do you know anything?"

Harry nodded: "I have an agreement with him. After half a month, if he still hasn't found it, I will tell you."

Dumbledore smiled slightly: "A little secret with Lupine? It's really jealous. I just met him, and the relationship is so good."

"He's a werewolf who can control himself not to bite people." Harry replied blankly, "If you can resist eating candy for more than 20 or 30 years, maybe I can treat you like him." Same."

Dumbledore hurriedly took a sip of honey water to calm his shock: "This is harder than getting Severus to stop swearing."

Harry sneered: "By the way, Professor Dumbledore, maybe Sirius Black didn't want to go to the castle to find Horcruxes."

Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment, his eyes were surprised, and he was about to speak.

"Don't ask why, it's related to that agreement, at most half a month, no matter what the result is, you will know." Harry spoke before him, blocking his words.

Dumbledore put down his glass and spread his hands: "Okay, but the problem is, I really found out that Voldemort is very likely to hide one of his Horcruxes in the castle."

"Because of that guess of mine?" Harry threw his head back.

The beginning, process, and reason are all wrong.

The result is correct?

Dumbledore nodded.

Harry clicked his tongue: "Poor Senior Tom, we could have discovered this by mistake."

"Luck is also part of strength." Dumbledore said with a smile on his face.

"Found it?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Not yet, Tom is smart and cautious."

He looked at the sorting hat on Harry's waist: "Harry, you can also pay attention, maybe there will be some clues in the Gryffindor trial."

"Did he really turn the relics of the other Big Three into Horcruxes?" the Sorting Hat asked tremblingly, with a somewhat panicked voice.

Dumbledore nodded: "I think so."

"How dare he!" The Sorting Hat shrank into its robes.

Dumbledore's tone was serious: "I went to talk to Helena, the ghost of Ravenclaw's daughter. Tom did come into contact with her and cheated Ravenclaw's crown."

"When he was in sixth grade."

"I wonder if he's going to hide the diadem in the castle."

The Sorting Hat twisted: "What about the relics of Helga and Salazar?"

"I don't know about Slytherin's relics." Dumbledore shook his head, "I asked Hufflepuff's descendants, and he said that his grandma kept Hufflepuff's gold cup, but since her death, it has been Never seen again."

"It also said that his grandma had a hot fight with a handsome man during her lifetime, and she almost became her little husband."

"After she died, she disappeared immediately. Fortunately, she didn't care about her inheritance."

Harry was taken aback for a moment, a little incredulous: "Professor, you mean..."

After Dumbledore nodded, he finished the follow-up words: "He has been using his beauty to deceive women?"

Dumbledore was taken aback: "Harry."

"Why are you paying attention to this?"

He thought Harry was thinking that Tom, after graduation, had turned Hufflepuff's gold cup into a Horcrux.

result…

is that so?

"Isn't it?" Harry snapped his fingers, "Ginny, Helena, that descendant of Hufflepuff, oh... and Myrtle who died fifty years ago."

"They're all girls."

Dumbledore pursed his lips, not daring to speak.

"So the reason why he turned himself into that ghost later is because he betrayed too much color when he was young?" Harry thought thoughtfully, "In order to prevent others from knowing about his humiliating history, did he change his face?"

Dumbledore looked hesitant.

what to do?

This argument sounds convincing.

"Harry, now is not the time to study Tom's relationship history." Dumbledore struggled for a while, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, "Horcruxes are the key."

Harry nodded, restraining his expression.

The Sorting Hat poked out the tip of the hat and spat viciously: "Using your looks! This is something even Gryffindors can't do."

The office fell silent.

Dumbledore and Harry both looked at it.

"Shouldn't it be Slytherin that sounds like there is no bottom line?" Dumbledore said calmly.

The Sorting Hat sensed a greater danger and was just about to shrink in when Harry grabbed it and pulled it out.

"Hey, I don't mean Gryffindor House, it's Godric Gryffindor." The Sorting Hat struggled, but it was just a hat.

Dumbledore and Harry's eyes remained indifferent.

"Oh, well, well." The Sorting Hat muttered, and whispered, "You know, Gryffindor and Slytherin turned out to be very good friends."

"They have very similar personalities."

The portraits also poked their heads, and walked to the nearest painting, which was completely packed.

"They are very unruly. In their opinion, any solution to the problem is a good one, and Godric, he is very handsome."

"Although he didn't take the initiative to do it, that face did bring them a lot of preferential treatment."

Dumbledore pushed his glasses: "What a strange history."

Harry said nothing.

Gryffindor reminded him of someone.

"It's also very interesting to end today's class with such an anecdote." Dumbledore swiped his wand, disappeared the cup in Harry's hand, and began to drive away the guests, "You should go back and rest."

Harry got up and said goodbye to him.

The rain outside the castle was heavy and overwhelming, even in the corridor, it was heard in the ears, until I returned to the lounge, the fireplace was crackling, a few little wizards were rushing to do their homework, and they were lying on the table, The drowsy Ron dispelled some of the boredom in his heart.

The second day's course was still complicated.

For the protection of magical creatures in the morning, Hagrid made some changes. Although he still went to the same place, he just introduced them to the Moon Crazy Beast.

This kind of temperament is quite gentle, and the whole body is only useful for feces. Cute little creatures.

Bonus points also become cautious.

Although…

It still gave Gryffindor a total of eight points, but this is still within the range of normal preference.

And finally, he also "learned bad".

Assign a five-inch essay to the little wizards, and discuss in detail the life habits and magical effects of the Moon Crazy Beast.

In Charms class, Professor Flitwick was as depressed as last year when he started school.

What they learn is the "vanishing spell".

It was a very complicated spell, and Professor Flitwick only taught the theory, and only allowed them to experiment in the last few minutes of class.

Even Hermione couldn't successfully cast it immediately.

A weary Professor Flitwick hurried away, leaving behind an eight-inch thesis assignment.

The third day was no better than the second.

Transfiguration and Charms were linked together. As soon as they finished Professor McGonagall's reprimand, they had to be baptized by Professor Flitwick. By the end of the meal, the little wizards were still dizzy.

In the Gryffindor lounge.

The little lion in the third grade didn't have much interest in playing around. After finishing his homework in a hurry, he went back to his own dormitory.

After the curfew, only the happy and carefree first-year freshmen were left in the lounge.

"It's time for us to go." Hermione lowered her voice, and the first years didn't pay any attention to them.

Ron nodded.

Harry took out the Invisibility Cloak, put it on the three of them, slipped out of the common room without a sound, and went straight to the abandoned classroom on the fourth floor.

"Will Filch find out?" Ron was a little worried.

"I said hello." Hermione and Harry said in unison.

The chapter name was wrong yesterday, I will ask the editor today to see if it can be changed~