Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 475 Unexpected Reunion

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

There were no surprises this year.

Harry and Hermione didn't have to be distracted to do other things, and could concentrate on their studies. Even though the professors had restrained themselves, by the end of the day, Gryffindor still had nearly 2 house points for No.[-].

The Quidditch Cup was also taken by Gryffindor.

This year is a good year for Gryffindor.

Dumbledore stood up, took his wand, and tapped the cup lightly with a jingle, rippling with crisp sound.

"We're wrapping up another full school year."

He spoke softly.

"September is my happiest day every year. Hogwarts welcomes a group of new students."

"But every June is the saddest day for me, and another group of students will leave Hogwarts."

"When children grow up, they have to go out of the house to 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 want to say that Hogwarts is your forever home."

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

"Okay, let's make a final summary."

Golden text poured out.

"No.1, Gryffindor, 493 points."

"No.2, Slytherin, 468 points."

"No.3, Hufflepuff, 451 points."

"No.4, Ravenclaw, 449 points."

Dumbledore raised his hand: "Let's 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 become 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 wanted me to be an Auror, but I want to stay at Hogwarts, and Professor Sprout thinks I can be a good teaching assistant. "

They turned their gazes to the other two.

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

"Oh, you still have to study?" Ron said dryly, a little hard to understand the brain circuits of these two people.

Harry smiled, staring at the bread in his hand.

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

Several people on the table were taken aback.

Really graduated?

Isn't it now?

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, besides the officials from the Department of Mysteries, there were four people standing.

Dumbledore, Snape, Harry and Hermione.

"Albus, aren't you going?" Harry turned to look at him.

Dumbledore shook his head: "I think I'm not ready."

He stared at the windless and automatic 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 dangerous in there, you don't have to go there."

Hermione didn't say anything, just grabbed Harry's hand tightly.

Harry took out the Invisibility Cloak, put it on the three of them, walked through the curtain, and stepped into the desolate land.

They went to the Resurrection Stone to lead the way.

Having had previous experience, they will replenish food and water every once in a while.

All human creations are useless here.

The watch Hermione gave stopped turning, 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...that door.

A lonely elderberry door standing in the wilderness.

Harry took out his wand and thrust it in the lock.

click-

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

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

A house that I am familiar with.

This is Potter's old house.

"What are you seeing?" Harry didn't rush to step in, and asked the two of them back.

Snape said succinctly: "Your home."

Hermione's answer was the same: "The old 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.

When touching the door, the coldness that was born in the body and mind completely dissipated the moment one stepped over the threshold, and a sense of warmth struck.

In the house, two people came out.

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

Who are they?

The three of them are very clear in their hearts.

"Harry?" Lily Potter looked at the three visitors, and her eyes fell on the boy with black hair and cat eyes, and it was difficult to remove her eyes, her voice was filled with unbelievable surprise.

"It's me." Harry nodded.

His voice was a bit stuck, and he pronounced those two words with some difficulty: "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 there would be a day when he would meet his child.

"You look a lot like James."

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

Harry replied, "Just graduated from Hogwarts."

"Already graduated?" Lily looked at his face carefully, "What's the matter with that scar?"

"It's left by Professor Snape." Harry said softly.

Snape?
The name was unexpected.

The two of them turned their heads and finally noticed that Snape was standing at the door trying to make himself as invisible as possible.

"Severus." Lily pursed her lips and said in a tangled voice, "You"

Snape took a deep breath.

He has never found it so difficult to speak, the underworld seems to have no air, the huge cavity wraps him tightly, and even breathing becomes scorching and difficult.

"Lee"

After only uttering one syllable, it froze.

Such a title is obviously inappropriate.

Snape took another deep breath: "Mrs. Potter, I paid the price of an arm for leaving that little scar on his face."

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

"When did you do it?"

Harry answered him: "At the end of third year."

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

Snape sneered, "Is that all the stupid egomaniac's mind is left with?"

"Potter is more capable than you."

"He beat me head-on."

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

"But you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities as a father." Snape said bluntly.

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

(End of this chapter)