Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

As Raven fell into thinking, the atmosphere in the room became inexplicably heavy.

Following Raven's silence, Harry's eyes gradually changed from full of joy to uneasy.

Could it be that...even Raven can't do anything about it?

No, no, no, how is that possible? That was Raven, the one who could defeat three top dark wizards in a row.

I guess I got distracted again.

Harry reassured himself.

After a long time, Raven finally spoke,

"Well then, I'll write to Director Rufus tomorrow, and I'll go with you next Monday."

Raven was also very curious and planned to go take a look.

This Robert Porter is not as simple as he seems.

Currently, only Raven and Dumbledore know that Harry is a Horcrux.

Snape only knew in general. He didn't know the specific reason why Harry was in danger.

Even the owner of the Horcrux, Voldemort, didn't know that Harry was a Horcrux.

Whether it is Xiaofu, who has been in contact with Harry for a long time and existed in the Gryffindor common room at the same time,

I also had close contact with Harry's other Horcruxes, the diary, Gaunt's ring, and the Ravenclaw diadem.

None of them could sense the existence of the soul fragment in Harry's body.

Why would an Auror from the Magical Congress who didn't exist in a parallel world test Harry like this...

Magical Congress, Voldemort, Ilvermorny, Grindelwald,

Of course, there is also the action against me a few months ago.

Many factors come together,

Raven was almost certain that there must be forces unknown to him on the other side of the ocean.

And judging from Harry's headache, this force knew more things than he imagined.

He has not forgotten the secret police officers who were deceived by Grindelwald.

Grindelwald's collaborator seems to be more energetic than I imagined.

Speaking of which, I still have an unsettled account with them, so I have to prepare a gift for them.

Thinking of this, the corners of Raven's mouth could not help but outline a wide arc,

Although I was stunned by Raven's smile,

But with Raven's promise, Harry felt at ease and could have a good rest over the next two days.

After the three little wizards left,

Raven closed her eyes and conveyed a message to Xiaofu,

At this time, Xiaofu was changing his appearance and promoting his ideas in the Leaky Cauldron.

Even after receiving news from Raven, it did not affect him from continuing to use his eloquence.

......

"We fight for the glory of our ancestors, for the noble magic flowing in our blood, and for our descendants to be able to proudly proclaim that we are noble wizards!"

"My dear fellow wizards! I will drain the last drop of my magical blood for our ideals!"

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the wizards in the tavern couldn't wait to cheer for him.

"That's very well said! Tom!"

"We support you! Tom, you are my god!"

Of course, this Tom does not refer to the bar owner and bartender Tom Abbott.

It's Voldemort's pseudonym.

The iron hat prince Wang Lao Aibo, who has lost his real name, has become accustomed to this scene.

Because SPEW has recently started a public opinion war between Muggle families and wizarding families,

Such topics have become a common conversation topic among wizards.

The tavern was originally such a bragging place, where current affairs and world events were discussed.

It's just that the little Tom standing in the middle is a little more eloquent and has a little more ability to incite people's hearts.

Last Monday, his speech could only cause three or five wizards to raise their glasses and cheer, but now more than half of the drinkers have responded.

But this is a good thing for Lao Aibo. Recently, the sales of butter beer are much higher than before.

Unfortunately, what old Aibo doesn't know is that such good days have come to an end.

I saw little Tom pressing his hands down,

Suddenly, the original shouts and cheers stopped.

The drinkers drank their wine one after another, put down their glasses, and waited for Little Tom's speech in the most solemn manner.

"Friends, our fate ends here,"

As soon as Little Tom said this, the drinkers looked obviously flustered. What does this mean?

But these days, it has become a customary order to stay quiet and listen to Little Tom's speech.

Therefore, although they were very anxious, there was no noisy sound.

do not know why,

Seeing this scene that should have been commonplace, Old Aibo felt inexplicably frightened.

Little Tom continued,

"Some people no longer allow me to express my opinions here, so I have to say goodbye to you, friends, for your own good,"

"and......"

Without this, the drinkers would be so excited that they would pull out their magic wands.

As long as their spiritual leader gives the order, they will launch a fierce attack on the blockers.

This sentence [and] suppressed their restless hearts,

"And I will lead by example and practice our path. My dear friends, you will see me in the Daily Prophet next Monday."

After that, Little Tom, also known as Xiao Fu, turned into a golden-white auspicious cloud, broke open the window, and flew away from the sky.

The drinkers were very reluctant to leave. There were also wizards who had just joined this group for two or three days and still had some sense.

They sighed, "Little Tom can turn into a cloud and fly away. This is a profound magic."

Wait? Why do you know this magic? Still feel very profound?

The drinkers who drank butterbeer didn't react in time.

But old Tom Abbott, who had regained his name, did not drink; he remembered,

"He...he...he actually..."

Old Tom hesitated, and for a moment he stuttered.

"Boom",

When everyone was hesitant and confused, the back door of the Leaky Cauldron was violently opened.

A dozen guys wearing pointed hats and strange vests, holding hair smoothing wands, and holding glass bottles of magic potion grenades on their waists poured into the tavern.

The tavern, which was already a little crowded because of Little Tom's speech, was suddenly crowded with people.

But no one dared to trouble these guys.

In the magic world, there are only two forces that can purchase such sophisticated equipment as standard equipment.

And from the hats they wear, you can deduce their identity, whether they are hitters or elite hitters.

Sure enough, behind a dozen batters, Rufus Scrimgeour and Barty Crouch Sr., who were also dressed in the same style, walked to the front holding a wand under the cover of other batters.

"Voldemort, your death is coming...eh?"

The words of Old Barty Crouch (Voldemort) were blown away by a gust of wind blowing from the broken window.