Harry Potter: The Legend of Demigods

"So, have you remembered everything?" Louis asked worriedly. "Do you recall anything about your own memory?"

Anakin shook his head in frustration. "No, I still found nothing. I may have to warn Professor Dumbledore again."

However, all Anakin could do was remind Professor Dumbledore, and probably only add information about Angela Thompson, the betrayer. It's not necessarily that he is a spy planted by Colin at Hogwarts.

"By the way, Louis, Angela Thompson, is he here? Has he been taken out of the orphanage by us?"

Louis shook his head, "No, Thompson is not here. I remember that he disappeared about before you left and has not come back yet."

Anakin frowned, wondering what to do next. "If he is a spy planted by Colin in Hogwarts, it means that we are still facing a huge threat. When will I go to Professor McGonagall to confirm."

After separating from Louis, Anakin made his way to Sirius' room. Anakin knocked on the door and waited quietly. The door opened quietly, and the figure of Sirius Black appeared in the doorway. He glanced sharply at the corridor outside, and after confirming that there was no one else, he invited Anakin into the room.

"Anakin, come in." Sirius said, with a hint of seriousness and vigilance in his tone.

Anakin stepped into the room and looked around. The room was simple and clean, with a comfortable lounge chair in the corner and nothing around it.

"Sirius, I have something I need to discuss with you." Anakin said with a solemn expression.

Sirius nodded and gestured for him to sit down. "Go ahead, Anakin, and I'll try to help you."

Anakin sat on the chair, took the diary out of his arms and placed it on the table. "This is me - I found a diary that recorded some things about my orphanage, and I discovered some special circumstances..."

Sirius frowned, his expression turning serious. "Situation? So what happened? Didn't I remember that your orphanage was destroyed?"

Anakin nodded. "Yes, but I found that there are other people carrying out similar plans. They may be Colin's associates. I also need to inform Professor McGonagall and ask if there is a student named Angela Thompson in Hogwarts now. , he may very well have something to do with these things.”

"Okay, I will tell Professor McGonagall for you." Sirius nodded in agreement. "Don't forget the Weasley boy's invitation."

"Of course, I won't forget it."

......

The next morning, Professor McGonagall's reply arrived. Anakin couldn't wait to open Professor McGonagall's reply and began to read:

Dear Mr. Wilson,

I heard from you about Angela Thompson. I've looked through the student files carefully, but I'm sorry to tell you that there is currently no student named Angela Thompson at Hogwarts.

As for what you said about Colin's accomplices, I will report the matter to Principal Dumbledore. However, please do not go there on your own initiative, in case your life is threatened.

I understand your concerns about the orphanage and I will continue to pay attention and provide support. Please feel free to contact me if you need it.

good luck,

Milena McGonagall

Anakin was a little confused. If he wasn't in Hogwarts, where could he go? Who is the spy in Hogwarts?

Anakin mused, knowing that this meant that their opponents were probably already deep into places they didn't know existed. Angela Thompson may not be at Hogwarts, but that doesn't mean he can't be active elsewhere.

He took a deep breath and realized it was time to think about his next move. He needs to find new clues, and he can't stop pursuing the truth.

......

Like a white horse passing through a gap, several days flew by. Anakin still found nothing about the spy or Thompson's whereabouts, and now it was time for him to head to the Weasley Burrow.

Anakin and Harry stood in front of the fireplace nearby. Harry picked up a handful of Floo powder and gently sprinkled it into the fireplace. The flames suddenly turned green and bright, making a faint whistling sound.

"The Burrow!" Anakin said confidently. His body suddenly felt a violent rotation, as if the whole world was spinning rapidly, and then his eyes lit up. He had arrived at the Burrow of the Weasley family.

He looked around and found himself in a small but cozy living room, the walls covered with photos and family portraits. Harry then appeared next to him, dazed.

The Weasley family was already waiting in front of the fireplace, and they were particularly enthusiastic when they saw Harry and Anakin.

"I'm glad to see you, dear Harry and Anakin," one woman said. "Have you had breakfast? Come inside and have some."

"Thank you for inviting us," Anakin replied politely, and Anakin guessed that she must be Mrs. Weasley, the witch who killed Bella with two or three spells during the battle. "I'm sure your craftsmanship is great."

"Oh, you're welcome, dear," Mrs. Weasley said with a smile. Mr. Weasley stood aside, wearing a greasy coat, as if he had just come out of the workshop.

"Oh my God, Arthur, what are you wearing! What have you done!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, pushing Mr. Weasley quickly into the room. "Come on, go change it."

Mr. Weasley looked a little guilty and quickly put on a clean robe and came out of the room. Anakin and his friends walked into the Weasley's kitchen.

The kitchen was small and quite crowded, with a clean wooden table and a few chairs in the middle. The kitchen is filled with all kinds of delicious aromas, making people salivate.

"Please sit down, please sit down." Mrs. Weasley invited them warmly. She started to get busy, taking out dishes of delicious food and placing them on the table.

"Ron, are Hermione and Hayley here?" Anakin asked softly.

"Oh, Hermione wrote back and said that he can't come this summer vacation. She wants to stay with her parents and tell them common sense in the wizarding world." Ron muttered, even though her mouth was almost full, He inserted another sausage. "Hailey should be arriving soon."

"Harry, my dear, please eat more. Look at how thin you are. Anakin, you too, please eat more quickly."

Mrs. Weasley put three more poached eggs on each of their plates.