Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Harley was somewhat wary of this new disruptor whose identity was unknown.

After all, the other party's methods were really good. Harley could not directly eavesdrop on the conversation between the two just by relying on the problematic artificial blood in Voldemort's body.

Fortunately, the golden figure seemed to be the same as Voldemort, not caring about house elves, a seemingly insignificant creature that had been enslaved for thousands of years.

So he didn't notice at all, or in other words, he didn't care about the house elf Dobby who was always on call and responsible for cleaning in the wall of the secret room. Like most wizards, he regarded the house elf as having no brain of his own and only obeying. A slave commanded by his master.

Since he didn't pay much attention to Dobby at all, he naturally wouldn't invest much energy in Dobby, and it was naturally impossible to discover the magic mirror around Dobby's neck that had deliberately hidden his aura.

With the help of the miniature magic mirror around Dobby's neck and the backhand left by Harley in Voldemort's body, Harley finally learned about the conversation in the secret room.

Do you want to use Azkaban to deal with me?

Harley was sitting at the table, seemingly flipping through a thin duel notebook, but her eyes were wandering.

Indeed, Azkaban is a great place. I just want to go there at the end of this year and explore it.

I hope they can give me a reasonable enough reason, otherwise if I just fall into their trap, wouldn't it look like I'm too stupid?

Harry! Someone is looking for you! A high-pitched shout suddenly came from outside, and Aunt Petunia knocked on Harley's door.

Your Charms professor, Filius Flitwick, is here to see you!

Here it comes! Harley slapped the table, and a layer of smooth ice instantly formed on the table.

The various ritual materials previously placed on the table and the residue left after the ceremony were instantly swallowed up by the ice, and the ice also disappeared without a trace.

And Harley also disappeared outside the door, leaving Hedwig staring at the table boredly.

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Speaking of which, Harry doesn't actually need to go back to the Dursleys anymore.

After Harry confronted Professor Dumbledore a year ago and recently defeated Voldemort, Professor Dumbledore suddenly changed his mind.

When Harley was about to leave school, Professor Dumbledore specifically told Harley the news and said she could go directly to Sirius.

Harry, what I'm talking about involves a very ancient magic.

When Harry asked Professor Dumbledore why he suddenly changed his mind, Professor Dumbledore explained,

Your mother, Lily Potter, was a truly great mother.

When Tom killed her, your mother used her last breath to cast a spell, a protective spell.

This magic makes you immune to Voldemort and his minions until you are seventeen years old.

But this magic also has limitations, that is, you must live in a place where you have blood relatives and you can still call it home.

That's why there were countless people in the British wizarding community who were willing to adopt you, but I chose to place you in the Dursleys' house.

So that's why you didn't allow Sirius to take me to live outside? Harley asked thoughtfully.

Yes, that's it, Professor Dumbledore nodded.

You need to spend at least a week with your loved ones every year to replenish the energy called love that this magic requires.

And Voldemort will come back without knowing when, and many Death Eaters escaped trial, so I must put your safety first.

But now...

Professor Dumbledore looked up and down at the girl in front of him, his eyes full of kindness.

He suddenly discovered that this child, who was equivalent to his granddaughter in a sense, was suddenly as tall as him.

Time flies so fast.

...Now you are no weaker than me, and you have gained the upper hand in a head-on confrontation with Voldemort.

So in theory, I don't need to force you to return to a place you don't like.

Of course, from my personal emotional point of view, I still hope you can go back there.

Although the Dursleys were not friendly to you in the past and you didn't leave any good memories in that place, they are your relatives after all.

Regarding Professor Dumbledore's views, Harley did not express her own opinions.

However, after walking out of King's Cross Station, Harry chose to find a deserted corner, quietly blended into the ice, and returned to the Dursleys' house.

On the one hand, it becomes a habit, and if you suddenly don’t go back, you really feel like something is wrong;

The more important point is that although Professor Dumbledore allowed himself to find Sirius, in terms of the comfort of life...

Sirius's old Black house is ten thousand times worse than the Dursley's, isn't it?

Apart from anything else, housework idiots like Sirius can only rely on Kreacher, the house elf who is so old that he may die at any time, to cook traditional British dishes, such as kidney pie with bacon for three meals a day.

And Aunt Petunia will learn to make French dishes according to Dali's taste!

The gap between them was so obvious that any hesitation for a second would be Harley's disrespect for her stomach.

Of course, Harry didn't live here long. On the third day of vacation, she agreed with Professor Flitwick and was ready to leave.

She was very busy this holiday. First she had to go to Spain with Professor Flitwick to participate in the International Wizarding Duel Competition, and then she also had to experience the surprise abroad that Professor Dumbledore had mentioned.

Professor Flitwick naturally came to pick up Harry early. After all, he had 200% expectations for this international duel competition.

You must know that he himself has won many duel competition championships, and his only wish now is to train a disciple who can win the same honor as himself.

Of course, it seems that this wish cannot be fulfilled perfectly.

After all, in addition to the International Wizarding Duel Competition, every country once had its own national dueling competition, and the contestants were limited to wizards from each country.

Professor Flitwick has won the Scottish Wizarding Duel Competition, the British Wizarding Duel Competition, and the International Wizarding Duel Competition.

However, the national dueling competitions independently organized by the Ministry of Magic of each country failed to be successfully held for several times and were forced to suspend.

After all, if only one country or even one region held a duel competition alone, it would not be able to mobilize many security Aurors and professional referees.

And the wizards in the duel did not take into account the safety of the other party or the situation of the audience outside the venue, so they naturally threw whatever spells were most powerful.

So after a large number of player casualties and multiple spectator casualties, the Ministry of Magic in various countries could not bear such huge losses and could only call an emergency stop.

The International Federation of Wizards even passed a law specifically for this purpose - the International Wizarding Duels Laws and Regulations.

After that, only the International Wizarding Duel Competition continued to be held.

However, for Professor Flitwick, as long as he can win the highest award in the field of wizard duels, it is acceptable to be unable to participate in other competitions held independently by countries or regions.

And Harley can accept this, after all, as long as the highest level of competition is not affected.

What Harley needs now is to accumulate more anchors for her future sprint to a higher level and increase her influence among international wizards.

The impact of participating in one top-level event and winning the championship is greater than the impact of participating in a bunch of regional competitions combined.

Professor Flitwick, who was sitting on the Dursley's sofa at this time, straightened his back as always, making himself appear as tall as possible.

He was enjoying a cup of black tea while patiently looking at the clock on the ceiling, waiting for Harley to come downstairs.

Aunt Petunia seemed to be used to people from the wizarding world coming to visit her at the door of the kitchen, and she was cleaning the house.

However, she would look up at Professor Flitwick from time to time. It was obvious that she knew this old man with a special figure.

Professor, I'm ready. Harley appeared at the corner of the stairs carrying a thin box.

Long time no see. I miss you so much, dear professor.

Come on, your performance is a bit exaggerated. Professor Flitwick responded to Harry with a serious face.

But he couldn't hide the smile that appeared in his eyes when he saw his best and favorite student.

We haven't seen each other for three days, how can we say it's been a long time? Even if you want to interfere with your dueling opponent through words, that's not how you interfere.

Harry raised the corners of his mouth, but did not refute Professor Flitwick.

Aunt Petunia, thank you very much for taking care of me these days. I'm very happy. Harley turned to look at Aunt Petunia standing at the door of the kitchen.

I'm going out with the professor. There's a chance I won't be back during this holiday.

After finishing speaking, Harry waited patiently for a few seconds, waiting for Aunt Petunia to wave impatiently and say something harsh at the same time.

But Aunt Petunia's reaction was a bit beyond Harry's imagination.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Aunt Petunia suddenly said softly:

If you can... you are welcome to come back and stay during this holiday. I mean... if you can't find a place to stay before school starts...

A look of surprise appeared in Harry's eyes, and he finally nodded:

Okay, I'll think about it. Goodbye, aunt, and help me say goodbye to Cousin Dudley and Uncle Vernon.

At this time, the father and son were sweating in the boxing room and were not at home.

I don't know if this is a good thing. After all, it's hard to imagine how Uncle Vernon and Dudley would react after seeing Professor Flitwick.

But think about it and forget it.

If Dudley said something he shouldn't have said after seeing Professor Flitwick, then he would probably have to experience the power of the spell taught by the Charms teacher.

Thinking about it this way, I really have countless merits.

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After leaving the Dursleys' house, Harry curiously asked Professor Flitwick:

Professor, how should we travel to Spain next? Go to the Ministry of Magic to apply for a portkey?

Of course you don't need a portkey. Professor Flitwick shook his head.

The door key needs to be approved a few days before it is used, and now we may not be able to apply for it at all.

Can't apply? Harry frowned, Is it... Fudge? What has been published in the newspaper these two days?

You didn't read the newspaper? Professor Flitwick asked in slight surprise.

Harley couldn't help but shook her head.

There was no news from the Ministry of Magic until before her vacation, and in the three days after her vacation, Harry had been busy.

After she learned from Dobby that Voldemort had entered the Malfoy family, she was busy making new equipment for Dobby that had many functions but did not have any magic fluctuations.

At the same time, Harley also needs to control the tube of artificial blood used by Voldemort to resurrect bit by bit, and control the power inside to complete the erosion of Voldemort quietly.

With so many things to do, how can she have time to pay attention to small news?

Anyway, he had already told Rita in advance, asking her not to disturb him during this period and to record all important contents in the newspaper.

If there is really something important, it would be too late to go to her place and look at the bound edition after I have finished my important matters.

Seeing that Harry had no idea, Professor Flitwick slapped his head: Then let's go back to Hogwarts first.

Five minutes later, looking at the newspaper in front of him, Harley finally understood what happened.

To put it simply, on the first day of the holiday, while the students were on holiday, Professor Dumbledore temporarily lost the ability to spread certain news on a large scale. The Ministry of Magic and Fudge immediately launched a counterattack.

The headline of the newspaper that day was no longer an article about Rita criticizing Fudge, but a manuscript written by a dedicated writer from the Ministry of Magic.

In this manuscript, all the troubles that occurred in the Six Wizards Tournament were blamed by the Ministry of Magic on the heads of Crouch and his son.

According to newspaper reports, Barty Crouch Sr. used evil black magic to rescue his son from Azkaban.

As for the body that was buried in Askaban, the newspaper accused Crouch of using his wife, another wizard from a pure-blood family, as a scapegoat to stay in Azkaban forever in place of his son.

As for this father and son, one lost his position as Minister of Magic, and the other was imprisoned in Azkaban by the impartial Ministry of Magic for so long because he was discovered to be a Death Eater.

So both of them had grudges and planned everything in the Six Wizards Tournament, with the purpose of cholera the Ministry of Magic and murdering Fudge.

The Cruciatus Curse that hit Fudge was also mentioned repeatedly by Fudge in interviews, and he also deliberately emphasized that he immediately got into work afterwards, thus demonstrating his responsibility and serious work attitude.

As for the large amount of potions provided to him by the Hogwarts campus hospital and the death curse shot at Professor Dumbledore, there was no report at all in the newspapers.

As for Professor Dumbledore's conversation with him in the principal's office and his public speech in the auditorium, Fudge publicly refuted it——

Mystery man? Where did the mysterious man come from? The British wizarding world is now extremely peaceful, and they live and work in peace and contentment. Where did the mysterious man come from?

The so-called mysterious people are just some unknown wizards spreading false news wantonly there, trying to rely on their strong influence to control the order of the magical world at will!

He really has bad intentions and his heart can be punished!

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