Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 260 Harley: Senior Riddle, you are a good person!

After seeing Peter Pettigrew, Voldemort didn't yell at all, but comforted Peter softly.

He also personally admitted to Peter that the original failure was due to his own mistakes and had nothing to do with Peter.

So Peter does not need to take responsibility at all, but will only be honored!
Voldemort also told Peter that Peter was the first Death Eater to take the initiative to find him, which also proved that he was the most loyal Death Eater to the great Dark Lord.

If he regains his strength, he will definitely give Peter a reward, making Peter stronger, and at the same time gaining a higher status among the Death Eaters.

He even listened patiently to Peter Pettigrew's hatred for Sirius Black and Remus Lupine, and made a promise without hesitation at all—

I will beat these people half to death with my own hands, and then bring them to Peter Pettigrew, so that my most loyal servant can complete his revenge.

This series of brainwashing and pie-painting moved Peter Pettigrew to tears, and the idea of ​​running away to Australia to hide in his mind and spend his old age in peace disappeared directly.

His will has become firm again—from now on, I am the most loyal dog under the throne of the great Dark Lord, and I will also be the highest-ranking servant in the future!

Of course, the group of Death Eaters in Azkaban Prison who were more loyal to Voldemort were subconsciously ignored by Peter Pettigrew.

After fooling the Gryffindor traitor he despised the most, Voldemort began to talk about his plan:
He developed for himself one of the most effective magics that can recast flesh.

This kind of magic requires a pot to cook a very complicated potion, which uses a variety of precious materials and extremely powerful snake venom.

After adding the soul of the subject who wants to recast the body into the pot, the potion in the pot will automatically aggregate to form a stable body.

But this alone is not enough, the formed body is very likely to be in any shape, and various unexpected situations may appear.

So at this time, the bones of the resurrected object's father, the blood of the enemy, and the flesh of the servant are needed as beacons to anchor the shape of the resurrected object.

Moreover, Voldemort is very demanding, and he is going to ask Peter Pettigrew to tie Harry Potter over and use the blood of his old enemy Harry as a resurrection material.

This made Peter Pettigrew look confused.If I have the ability to capture Harry alive, why do I need to come here to lick Voldemort's feet?
However, encouraged by the pie drawn by the master, Peter Pettigrew is still ready to work hard.

Besides, under Harry's psychological suggestion, Peter Pettigrew only remembered that Harry was better at fighting, and he had forgotten all about other abilities.

So Peter Pettigrew had a thought in his heart: with the help of his master, he might use some tricks, maybe he would succeed?
Harry read the method recorded in Pettigrew's mind in detail, with an unconcealable surprise on his face.

I don't comment on Peter Pettigrew's boldness.

It was Harry who deliberately left this impression in Peter Pettigrew's heart.

After all, if Voldemort wanted to engage in conspiracy and tricks, his first goal must be against himself.

So Harry might as well take the initiative, what he wants is Peter Pettigrew's idea!

As for the black magic designed by Voldemort, I have to say that Harry thinks Voldemort is definitely a genius.

At least Harry has read the black magic book for so long, but he has never seen such a creative black magic.

Harry couldn't help but think of the wand lying in his pocket and the broken snake hair contained in the wand.

Perhaps I can also use this ritual, combined with the substitute technique of the Witch of Despair, to develop a stronger mystic ritual of avatar or life replacement.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Senior Riddle is really a good person." Harry couldn't help sighing,
"Senior is so kind to me, I have to know how to repay it."

"Forget it, I'm so kind to send him some problematic blood to help him revive!"

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In addition to reading the little secrets about Voldemort in Pettigrew's mind, Harry and Hermione also followed Sirius and Professor McGonagall to frequent banquets when there were no games.

Professor Slughorn, for example, loves hosting dinner parties and bringing together people he knows to network with each other.

As England's future rising star, Harley has made a lot of achievements in both potions and spells, so Professor Slughorn naturally dragged her around to introduce her.

Those masters who can be included in Professor Slughorn's network will naturally not mind making friends with such a potential new star.

After all, anyone with no brain problems can see that Harley's future is immeasurable!
As for the result of the game... this is not so important to the wizards in England.

Probably the rest of the schedule is just for fun for most Brits.

After all, the England team is now being beaten violently in various ways, and their heads are almost shaved every time. Occasionally catching the Golden Snitch is just like Chinese New Year.

As for the other Irish team... "Bulk Britain" has never liked to recognize the Irish team as the national team, and the question is a matter of history.

What's more, the Irish team is also extremely unstable. As a key seeker, Lin Qi can't stabilize the other teams.

But what is unexpected is that at the end of the group stage, the Irish team just qualified as the second in the group.

As for the England team...they are undoubtedly fourth in their group.

So the Irish team instantly gained a lot of 50-year-old fans.

Don't ask, it's half my life, I haven't met my master, and I just found my real home team now!

The main thing is a flexibility!
As for England... do you know them?Are you Yingza?I'm not anyway!
Harry didn't feel much about the current chaotic and happy atmosphere.

She doesn't support anyone, and even feels from the bottom of her heart...these people on the field are no-nonsense.

I really want to change myself, relying on the physical fitness of the Desperate Witch and her control over the broom... Destroy them every minute!

Harry can guarantee that as long as the Snitch doesn't show up, he can score [-] balls by himself, and there will be no evidence to prove that he drank Felicia!

Seeing this group of chickens pecking at each other, how can you look at Miss Veela?
Yes, Fleur followed Beauxbaton's team.

On the second day after the group match, when Halle woke up at [-] am to enjoy the sunshine, she opened the tent door and saw Fleur standing outside.

Her long, shiny silver hair had grown longer, had fallen to her waist, and was now blowing in the morning breeze.

Fu Rong smiled like a flower, and before she said anything, a little girl suddenly jumped out from the side and rushed directly into Harry's arms:
"Sister Harley, we're here to see you! Miss us?"

Harry smiled and rubbed the head of the little girl in his arms: "Long time no see, Gabriel. Come in and have a seat."

At this moment, Harry was alone on the first floor of the tent.

Hermione was still enjoying the cool air brought by the ice made by Harry, curled up in the thin autumn blanket, unwilling to come out at all.

Professor McGonagall went to visit some old friends in the field of transfiguration yesterday, and did not come back overnight.

As for Sirius... As a freshly baked hardcore old fan of the Irish team, he drank with a few other wizards who had a good relationship in school... The celebration didn't come back until after two o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, Harley specially prepared a monitoring magic at the door of the tent for her worried godfather.

Once this magic detects something special about Sirius, it will send a reminder to Harry.

After receiving the prompt, Harry directly controlled the spider silk remotely and threw Sirius back on his bed.

If there is no Harley, considering that Kreacher has also returned to Black's old house, then Sirius will sleep at the door of the tent all night.

When he woke up the next day, he might not even have his robes on.

As for now, Sirius is also lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, it is impossible to get up, let alone cook.

Of course, he didn't cook in normal times, and under normal circumstances, it was done by Harry, Hermione or Kreacher.

After arranging the Delacour sisters to be seated, Harry waved his wand and summoned fresh pumpkin juice and bacon sandwiches that Kreacher had just made from Black's old house.

"Have you had breakfast? Do you want to come and have some?" Harry pointed to the breakfast on the table,

"I make a lot, and Hermione and I will definitely not be able to finish it. If there is not enough for her by then, I will make it for her."

"As for Sirius, he probably needs a few more hours of sleep, so there's no need to save him breakfast."

"Thank you, then we will not be polite." Furong nodded gracefully.

After her sister's consent, Gabriel couldn't wait to grab a sandwich.

"We came here last night." After taking a sip of iced pumpkin juice, Fleur and Harry chatted,
"But it was too late when I arrived, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, so I thought about coming again this morning."

"Then you got up quite early." Harry glanced at the mechanical watch he had worn for a long time.

"Can't sleep." Fu Rong rubbed the little head of her younger sister who was wolfing down a sandwich,

"Gabriel jumped up and down excitedly early in the morning, and couldn't calm down at all."

"Fortunately, the sound insulation on the carriage is good enough, otherwise it would have disturbed Ms. Maxim and other students."

"It's not my fault. Under such circumstances, who can sleep?" The little girl stuffed her mouth full, and after swallowing hard, she didn't forget to raise her head to defend herself.
"Who told you not to take me with you when you went on vacation? You spent so much time at the beach and took so many photos."

"That's because you didn't listen to Dad,"

Saying that, Gabriel moved the chair towards Harry's side with great effort, and hugged Harry's slender waist,
"Sister Harley, can you be my sister? My sister is too bad, she cares about me every day."

Harry smiled helplessly, scratched Gabriel's nose, hugged the little girl on his lap, and coaxed the little girl softly.

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Harley and Fleur chatted while eating, while Gabriel teased Hedwig idly.

Although Hedwig dismissed this kind of low-level teasing, she still reluctantly helped her master take care of the child.

The two chatted for a while before Hermione broke free from the shackles of the quilt goblin.

The little witch was going to go downstairs to have breakfast, but she saw a figure she didn't want to see sitting at the dining table.

Hermione curled her lips, but didn't say anything, but nimbly pulled away the chair opposite Fleur, and sat beside Harry.

"Good morning, Miss Delacour." Hermione greeted, picking up a sandwich.

"Good morning, sister Hermione!" Gabriel greeted energetically, and Fleur also said hello softly.

For some reason, Hermione's face suddenly turned red.

Harry handed the pumpkin juice in a timely manner, and complained, "Hermione, you're getting up later and later."

"It's not my fault." Hermione retorted decisively, "It's obvious that the low temperature room you made is too comfortable."

"Low temperature room?" Fu Rong was a little curious.

Harry didn't explain, just tapped the floor lightly with his toes.

A layer of blue halo bloomed from the contact point between Harry's jade feet and the ground, covering the entire dining room in an instant.

A thick layer of ice formed on the floor, exuding bursts of cold air, dispelling the scorching heat of summer.

"Hiss~ah~", Fu Rong took a sharp breath and groaned, seeming to enjoy it very much.

"Harry, your magic level is getting stronger and stronger. Now I really doubt whether I can beat you this year."

"Of course, Harry's magic level is among the best in Hogwarts!" Hermione raised her head proudly, happy for Harry.

But halfway through the speech, Hermione suddenly reacted:

"...Wait, what do you mean you can beat Harley this year?"

"That's the literal meaning," Fu Rong said innocently, "Don't you know? A big event is going to happen at Hogwarts this year!"

"I don't know." Hermione replied honestly, shaking her head at the same time,

"The professors said nothing, and there was no information in the papers at all."

"Hey~~," Fu Rong showed a black-bellied smile, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "So you don't know!"

"It seems that your Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts don't want you to know!"

"Shall I tell you?"

As she spoke, Fu Rong rested her chin lightly with her fingers, and tilted her head slightly, looking extremely charming, but with a bit of playfulness.

Hermione's eyes were instantly filled with irresistible curiosity, but seeing Fu Rong's performance, she didn't want to take the initiative to ask.

Fleur didn't do anything else, just looked at Hermione with a smile.

Gabriel on the side hugged Hedwig and watched her sister's every move curiously.

Hedwig didn't try to break free from the little girl's clutches, but chose to watch and learn seriously.

Harry leaned back on the chair, quietly admiring the scene.

I have to say that this woman, Furong, is really getting worse and worse, quite like Harley's demeanor back then!
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(Thanks to ""Nine Tailed Flame Fox"" for the reward!)
(End of this chapter)