From Hogwarts Legacy to Hogwarts

At dinner, Halia saw Tonks again, and she was surprised by the sudden disappearance of the scar on her face.

"Hey, Leah, your face?" Tonks asked, pointing to the half of his face where he saw the scar earlier, "I don't think it was like that just now?"

Halia smiled and told Tonks, "That's my fake scar."

Tonks was surprised: "It looks real. I thought you were a Transfiguration Magus like me." As soon as Tonks finished speaking, his hair changed from violet to pink.

"Tonks' Metamorphmagus is super powerful." Ginny praised Tonks to Halia. "When I first saw her, she looked like an old grandma, with the same wrinkles as the Like the wrinkles of old people."

"Is that what you mean?" Tonks said again.

Halia turned her head and found that the pink-haired Tonks who was sitting next to her had suddenly turned into an old woman, and she was startled.

Seeing Halia's reaction, the old lady showed a smile that didn't fit the elderly, and changed back into Tonks's appearance again: "Sorry, I just scared you."

"It's all right." Halia shook her head hastily and chatted with them.She was trying to ignore the sight from Fred and George. After all, Mrs. Weasley was at the same dinner table. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for them to stare blankly like this?

"Speaking of fake scars, I ran into a little witch at the Leaky Cauldron before." A drunken voice sounded from the other side of the table.

Halia looked up and found that it was Mundungus who was selling information at the Leaky Cauldron.Then I realized why I felt that the name Tom called sounded familiar.

"Hey, Dunger, tell us about the money you made from Hailis before?" George and Halia looked at each other, trying to change the topic of Mundungus.

Sure enough, Mundungus followed George's words and talked about other things with George and Fred.

"That's enough, Mundungus, we don't need your business experience, thank you very much." Mrs. Weasley interrupted Mundungus, giving Fred and George a stern look.

After dinner, Mundungus and Tonks left successively.Mundungus tried to remove a silver set from the table, but caught Sirius' gaze and put it back again.

Harry sat at the dining table, thinking about what Dumbledore had mentioned to him not long ago, going to the Ministry of Magic for trial.After he came to No. 12, Grimmauld Place, he always listened to Mrs. Weasley's arrangements for cleaning.

Trying to ignore the horrible fact that he was going to stand trial at the Ministry of Magic.Until Dumbledore brought it up again.Harry suddenly had a complaint about Dumbledore in his mind.

"Harry, I've ironed your clothes, you can wear them directly tomorrow morning." Mrs. Weasley said softly to Harry, "Also, I suggest you wash your hair, a good first impression It will do wonders."

The dining table fell silent at some point.Harry felt that everyone at the table was looking at him, and Harry suddenly felt his mouth become dry: "How am I going to do it?" He was trying to make his voice sound less concerned.

"Arthur will take you with him when he goes to work," Mrs. Weasley said softly, glancing at her husband.

"Recently, in order to target Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix, they will temporarily change the time." Arthur Weasley looked at Harry and explained to him, "Let's go early, even if the time is changed temporarily, we can deal with it. If the time is not Change, we can stay in my office first, and then go when the time comes."

"I'll go with you tomorrow." Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder.

"You can stay in Sirius' office if you want." Mr. Weasley smiled encouragingly at Harry across the table.

"Oh, come on, Arthur. It's not like you don't know what I'll encounter when I go to the office, so just go to your office and wait tomorrow." Sirius waved his hand at Mr. Weasley.

For some reason, Harry felt the stone in his heart slowly fall from a height, maybe it was because Sirius accompanied him to the Ministry of Magic: "Thank you, Sirius."

"It's nothing to be thankful for." After listening to Harry's words, Sirius rubbed his head and messed up his hair even more.

Halia looked at the warm godfather and son in front of her, and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart, but she felt as if she had forgotten something.what is it then?Halia felt something furry walk past her feet.Halia looked down at Crookshanks.

Forgot to feed Violetta.Halia thought of the black cat she had brought with her not long ago, she stood up with everyone, and wanted to ask Hermione for some cat food for an emergency transition period.But to hear Mrs. Weasley tell herself that she had fed everyone's pets today, from owls to cats, all of them.

After Halia thanked Mrs. Weasley, she was stopped by Fred and George.Halia was a little helpless, she always felt that she had forgotten something besides feeding Violetta, but the appearance of these two people would definitely disrupt her train of thought.He used the excuse that he had something to do with Hermione, and wanted to be alone for a while.

"You mean Hermione? She should be chatting with Kreacher now." Fred smiled strangely, pointing to the large boiler in the kitchen.

"Oh, she's not there, so maybe I went to find Kreacher in some room." George followed Fred's gaze and saw that Hermione was not under the boiler.

Halia finally remembered: she was going to give the locket to Dumbledore ahead of time.Really, after she told Dumbledore about Marvolo Gaunt and heard that the summer homework was over, she temporarily forgot about the Horcrux in Black's old house.

After thanking Fred and George, Halia went upstairs to look for Kreacher.Unexpectedly, outside a half-open door, Hermione's voice was heard from inside.

"Kreacher, come out, let's have a chat."

"The filthy Mudblood wants to talk to Kreacher, but Kreacher won't say a word to her."

Halia, who was standing at the door, suddenly admired Hermione's courage. She even tried to communicate with Kreacher in the face of such curses.

Halia looked towards the room subconsciously, and saw a small sign nailed to the door, with neat handwriting on it, telling everyone who passed the door: No entry without the permission of the owner of the room.And the owner of the room is Regulus Arcturus Black.

Halia was trying to control herself, so that the smile on her face was not so obvious.She saw Sirius talking with Harry, and the two of them were about to walk past her.She greeted Sirius, trying to sound normal.

"Siris, is this Regulus your brother?" After Halia finished speaking, only Hermione's voice was left in the room trying to talk to Kreacher.

"Leah, why are you here? This is my brother's room. He once took refuge in Voldemort, a disgusting Death Eater. There may be some dark magic items in it. We haven't cleaned this room yet. Pay attention to safety." Sirius wondered why Halia came here, and reminded her to pay attention to safety.

"I came to find Hermione, but..." Halia's voice of explanation was interrupted.

"Kreacher does not allow Master Regulus to be slandered." Kreacher came out of the room, stared at Sirius viciously, bowed, and did not change the volume of his voice, "Although Master is Kreacher's master now, The young master was ungrateful and broke her mother's heart, and now he is going to slander his younger brother."

"That's enough, Kreacher." Sirius was very upset because of Harry's trial tomorrow, and he didn't expect to see this annoying house elf of the Black family here.

"Master said enough is enough." Kreacher bowed again, but his eyes were still staring at Sirius viciously, and he still said in a voice that everyone could hear, "Your master, you can do whatever you want." , If you want to run away from home, you shouldn't come back, my poor mistress..."

Halia looked at Kreacher who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and her admiration for Hermione increased: This guy is really ugly, and Hermione can treat him equally.