I wield a sword at Hogwarts

A hundred years ago, there were no exciting activities like the later generations. All they could do was drink in the bar, or look for a place to sleep outside for the night.

The village is quiet and the moon and stars are sparse.

They walked around the church and came to the cemetery.

Disorganized vegetation climbed up the rusty fence, and at first glance, it was a road of death formed by high and low tombstones.

Many years later, a couple will be buried in the cemetery here.

They died in Godric's Hollow, taken away by that flickering green light, leaving behind a great magic.

The arrival of the three people could not break the silence of death here.

In the cemetery, they walked in awe.

"The dead cannot be resurrected," Al saw a tombstone and read the words on it. "Where the treasure is, there is the heart."

Looking at the name above, Al stopped.

Kendra Dumbledore.

Gale also saw the tombstone. The wanton and wild young man put away his vigor, leaving behind solemnity and silence, and paid tribute to the owner of the tombstone.

"Who do you know?" John asked aloud.

The main reason is that he has bad eyesight and cannot see what is written.

Al said in a low voice: "It's my mother. She passed away not long ago."

Sad emotions flowed through their hearts.

John said: "May she rest in peace."

Death is the inevitable outcome.

He pulled out his wand and left a bouquet of white flowers in front of the tombstone.

Al half knelt down and stroked the marble tombstone with his fingers.

Gale stood next to him, temporarily abandoning his ambition and leaving behind the sincerity of a friend.

After ten minutes, Al stood up.

His mother's death dealt a heavy blow to him, and at the same time brought him a responsibility that he could not abandon.

For the invisibility cloak, he felt a desire in his heart.

"Let's go." Al said.

Gale saw his expression and understood that they were the same person from beginning to end.

Two people with the same fate finally came together.

The two people looked at each other, making John want to urge him.

"I think we can go there." John reminded.

The two interrupted men glanced at John.

Gale took a deep breath and said, "Over here."

He took the two of them to the depths of the cemetery.

Inside, they saw a tombstone.

On it was written the name of Ignotus Peverell.

It's a strange feeling for the characters in such a story to come into reality.

Gale said seriously: "We can find the invisibility cloak."

Gale came to Godric's Hollow for the Deathly Hallows, and the tomb of Ignotus confirmed his suspicions.

No, you won't.

John was certain of this. The Invisibility Cloak was passed down through the Potter family.

Seeing the tomb of the legendary figure, John lost interest.

He said without interest: "It seems that there are no exciting factors."

The excited two people were poured cold water on them. Gale looked at John with resentment, knowing that he would not let this person come over.

John took out his wand and tapped it on the tombstone.

"Specialis Revelio"

A wave of magic power passed down from the tombstone.

"I think we can go back. This is a very ordinary tomb, as humble as its owner."

Shaking his head, John put away his wand.

Sure enough, the invisibility cloak won't be in the grave.

The Potters, as descendants of Ignotus Peverell, passed on the Invisibility Cloak.

John looked up at the sky, and the moon occupied most of his hazy vision.

"At least the night is beautiful today and we have something to gain."

The two looked up, Gail's expression was one of reluctance, while Al's expression was one of regret.

The clues that were finally found were lost, but Gale did not doubt John's words.

This white-haired boy is full of mystery, but always convincing.

…

The night passed.

Gail seemed to change tactics, often dragging John into his activities with Al.

Talking about magic and learning from each other.

John felt that this man seemed to want something from himself, such as the Gubler Immortal Fire.

He couldn't interfere too much in the world, but John became Ariana's guardian.

As Gail and Al learn from each other, it seems to be John's mission to look after Ariana.

Ariana clutched John's wand, which calmed her emotions.

John just let her continue to hold on.

"Treatment?" John considered the possibility of using psychic magic to treat Ariana.

Thoughts passed through his mind and were stopped by him in time.

Intervene with one person and change what happens in the future, and the world will change.

"Ariana."

John said the name with a complicated expression.

The name was familiar until Al's brother returned.

John's luck was completely shattered.

At first glance, you can tell that the goat boy has a bad temper.

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Chapter 517 Hello, Goat

Hogwarts is on holiday.

This is what John heard from Gail.

Along with him, there is the annoying goat boy from the neighbor Al's family.

Al's brother is a grumpy man, and he and Al had a quarrel when they came back because of Ariana's incident.

That was a guy who didn't know how to stop, and he didn't have the talent that Al's brother should have.

So Gail didn't like the goat boy very much.

Although he was closer in age to Goat Boy than Al was.

In this regard, John didn't care that Gail and Al were getting closer and closer. The two of them were like fire and pot.

John was more concerned with treating his eyes and how to get back.

"Using time magic and soul magic to collide, you should be able to jump."

John put the solution to the problem on the flashlight.

Time travel has a time limit, which John is not sure he has.

He is not traveling as a Time-Turner, so there are questions as to whether time limits exist.

That deadline can be understood as the rules of the world that detect stowaways and expel them.

And the prerequisite for not being discovered is the Sands of Time.

People like John who didn't even buy a boat ticket didn't know when they would be discovered.

Put the eye drops into your eyes. This time it is not so dry, but feels moist.

With a blink of an eye, John's eyes went from blurring everything to now being able to see clearly when he put something up to his nose.

"That's good news."

The corners of John's lips curled up. If he continued like this, he would surely be able to return to his previous state.

The material consumption is also a bit high, but fortunately Godric's Hollow is rich in products.

As he walked out of Bathilda's house, the old aunt got a camera to record some pictures.

Bathilda originally wanted to take a photo for John, but John refused.

He didn't want to leave any trace in this era.

So Bathilda only had pictures of Gale and Al.

Passing by the neighbor's house, John lowered his head and approached the flowers in the yard.

When it was almost three inches away, he saw the flower clearly.

That's a rose.

"Who are you?"

A vigilant voice sounded.

John looked back, and a red-haired silhouette appeared in his eyes.

He said in surprise: "Al?"

Obviously, this is not Al, this one is much shorter than Al.

Aberforth frowned and said unkindly: "Who is Al? My name is Aberforth, what are you doing in front of my house?"

"No...Forth?" John looked at the red-haired man silently.

He suddenly quickened his pace and came closer to Aberforth.

Aberforth was startled by his actions, stepped back quickly, and drew his wand.

Ignoring his vigilance, John rubbed his sore forehead with his fingers.

"Your name isn't Aberforth Dumbledore, is it?" John looked at the other person, hoping to get a different answer.

Aberforth held his wand and said warily: "Obviously."

This completely shattered John's hopes.

He originally wanted to try not to affect the world as much as possible, and it was best to avoid contact with those influential people.

As a result, he found the one with the greatest influence.

John looked up to the sky and sighed.

He said that the name Ariana was familiar, but John subconsciously thought of it as someone with the same name.